Amy was thrilled that Jerry had asked her to go with him tonight to the club and shoot some pool. Jerry went to the club almost every Friday night without Amy, so this was a special occasion. Amy arranged the babysitter for the kids and spent the afternoon deciding what she should wear.

Amy knew at 36 and after three kids that she did not have the body she had when she and Jerry met. But Amy worked hard to keep her 5-foot-6-inch frame in good shape, running at least three days a week. Now Jerry would be home in about an hour, and Amy stood naked in front of the bathroom after a vigorous shower. Her long, brown hair still wet, Amy pouted at her 36B breast as she always felt they were too small.

“At least they don’t sag,” Amy sighed and turned to check out her still-firm ass. The running paid off in that department. Amy took the scissors and proceeded to clip her pubic hair as close as possible. She next took some of Jerry’s shaving cream and smeared it into the pubic hair left and began to shave away all but a thin strip about one-half inch wide and two inches long just above her cunt lips. Amy thought for a minute, shrugged her shoulders, and shaved her cunt lips completely bare. She remembered doing this before and driving Jerry crazy, and since tonight was special, Amy decided to treat Jerry again.

After Amy shaved and dried her hair, she slipped on the black thongs she bought especially for this night. They had a small batch of silky material shaped in a “V” in front, two strings that attached at a one-inch strip that nestled between Amy’s firm ass cheeks. Next was a matching black bra, padded to push her small breasts out just a little.

Finally, Amy pulled on the skirt and looked in the mirror again. The skirt was shorter than Amy usually wore, about four inches above her knees and with buttons up the front to show more leg if she wanted. It was sized just right for Amy, and she turned to see if the thongs had done their job and smiled at the absence of panty lines.

Next, Amy pulled on the sheer, black top and, after buttoning it, made sure the opaque pockets covered her breasts. Even though Amy wore a bra, her modesty would not allow her to go completely see-through. Amy was thankful for her long, shapely legs that were tanned and required no stockings. She slipped her feet into the black heels and fastened the ankle straps. Amy then walked into the hallway and looked in the full-length mirror.

“Not bad,” Amy thought as she turned to the left and right, checking herself out. She even bent over, faking a billiard shot, and looked back to make sure nothing was revealed. Although her skirt pulled up, and she could feel the cool air on her ass, the bottom of the skirt remained at least a couple of inches before revealing anything. Amy was distracted by Jerry’s arrival home and hurried downstairs.

Jerry whistled when he saw Amy and kissed her passionately. Amy could feel the bulge rising in his trousers as Jerry’s hand went to her ass and squeezed.

“Let me shower quickly, so we can leave when the babysitter arrives,” Jerry stated and ran up the stairs. “I can’t wait for tonight and to show you off to the guys.”

Within thirty minutes, the babysitter arrived, and Amy and Jerry were on their way to the club to shoot pool. In the car, Jerry’s hand rested on the inside of Amy’s thigh, and he occasionally worked his fingers up to her crotch and stroked her slit through the material. Amy enjoyed this attention and could feel the moisture starting as Jerry touched her. It had been many weeks since she and Jerry had gone out, and Amy was excited just to be invited to his weekly pool matches.

As they arrived at the club, Jerry ordered a beer for himself and a glass of wine for Amy. Amy was surprised at the size of the club. It was truly billiard pallor with at least twenty tables stretching side by side down a long room. There were few women, most obviously with certain men, except for the numerous female waitresses serving drinks. Amy noticed two restrooms and excused herself to the women’s while Jerry waited for a table.

Inside the restroom, again Amy was impressed with the size, at least four stalls and no waiting. Amy decided that this club was a class place and began to feel more comfortable. By the time she exited the restroom, Jerry was waving her to a table near the back of the room. Jerry explained to Amy that he could end up playing anyone. The pool game cost ten dollars to enter, and a player signaled his intent to play by placing a ten-dollar bill on the table next in line. A player played until beaten, or if match play for money, until he wanted to quit. Jerry was up next and selected a cue while Amy found an empty stool to sit and watch.

Amy watched intently as Jerry played again and again and felt very proud that he was winning. After winning one match, Jerry came over and kissed Amy and told her that the two men wanted to play partners for more than ten dollars. Jerry said he would play and found someone to be his partner.

Amy sipped her fourth glass of wine as the game started. Amy looked at the two men that were playing against Jerry, and they made her uncomfortable. One was a tall, black man, over six feet and probably weighing over two hundred pounds. Amy thought he looked very menacing. Amy heard him called Charles. His partner, called Todd, was white, short, and stocky with a receding hairline.

Amy’s discomfort increased as the games continued when she caught Charles and Todd whispering and pointing in her direction. Amy knew she was a little tipsy from the wine and at one point caught Charles looking straight up her skirt. Amy slid off the stool and caught Jerry’s face and saw the worry. Amy pointed to the restroom and left.

When Amy returned, no one was playing pool. Jerry’s partner was gone, and Charles and Todd were obviously arguing with Jerry. As Amy approached the three men, she could see that Jerry’s face was pale.

“You’re going to pay,” Todd yelled as he grabbed the front of Jerry’s shirt.

When Amy arrived, she queried Jerry as to the problem. Jerry pulled Amy to the side and told her he had made a big mistake. Jerry explained to Amy that these two men were “hustlers,” “pool sharks.” Amy did not understand as she saw the two men pointing at her and whispering again. Jerry informed Amy he owed the men about fifteen thousand dollars and they wanted their money now.

Todd and Charles came up behind Jerry and jerked him around.

“We want our money, you bastard,” Todd shouted, “but we’ve got a way that you can pay us” and gave Amy a leer that told her this was not a good situation.

“What do you want?” Jerry asked.

“You give us this pretty, little bitch here for twenty-four hours and we’ll forget the fifteen thousand,” Todd offered.

Jerry held up his hand to Amy’s protest, and Amy stood in shock as Jerry asked that they not hurt her. Amy yelled at Jerry and said she would not consent. Jerry pulled her aside and explained that the two men would hurt him badly, maybe even kill him if he didn’t do something. Before Amy could speak another word, Jerry turned and told the two men they had a deal.

Amy tried to scream as Todd covered her mouth with one hand and pushed her toward the men’s restroom with Charles close behind. “You can pick her up at this time tomorrow night,” were Todd’s words to Jerry as he pushed Amy into the men’s restroom.

Amy stumbled as she was pushed toward the back wall of the restroom. “You bastards can’t do this, leave me alone,” she screamed.

Todd struck Amy across the side of the face with his open hand, knocking her to the floor. “Shut up, bitch, we have a deal, and you’ll play or you’ll wish you’d never met us.” With that, Todd pushed Amy into the last stall and forced her to bend over, placing her hands on the toilet. Charles remained outside the stall and watched the door.

“Don’t you make a sound, bitch,” Todd whispered into Amy’s ear. Tears began to flow from Amy’s eyes as she felt Todd’s hand reach up under her skirt. He grabbed her thong, and with one tug, Amy felt the flimsy material rip away. Todd dropped the torn thong into the water of the toilet.

“Please don’t do this,” Amy begged as Todd pushed her skirt above her waist. Amy stiffened as she felt Todd’s thick finger probing her cunt. She cursed silently to herself as Todd remarked to Charles about how wet Amy already was. Todd kicked her legs out wider while he sawed first one finger, then a second finger in and out of Amy’s cunt.

Amy hung her head down and tried not to respond to the friction of her assailant’s fingers on her clit. Todd could feel Amy’s juices increasing, and with two fingers buried deep into her cunt, Todd began to rub Amy’s clit with his thumb. Amy tried to resist and pull her legs together, but Todd just kicked them further apart. Todd could feel Amy’s clit harden as he continued to rub with his thumb.

“Please,” Amy begged again when she felt Todd’s free hand pulling at the buttons of her shirt. Finally, he freed enough buttons to reach into her shirt and push Amy’s bra up and out of the way. This gave the man free access to Amy’s breasts, and his large hand almost completely engulfed her right tit and squeezed. Amy was trapped between the wall and toilet, where she rested her hands and the weight of Todd abusing her body. To add to her humiliation, she could hear men coming and going in the restroom, and no one even suspected that a woman was being raped in the stall Charles protected.

Amy was relieved momentarily when Todd released her breast. He had squeezed her tit and pulled her nipple so much that it was becoming sore. Amy’s relief was only momentary as she heard the distinct sound of a zipper and braced herself for what she suspected was next. She gasped as she felt the head of Todd’s dick at the entrance to her cunt.

Amy could not believe the size and tried to imagine just how big this man’s dick could be. It was at least three times the size of Jerry’s, and Amy sobbed again as Todd pushed forward past her cunt lips. Amy fought back a scream as she felt the enormous head of Todd’s cock push into her cunt. Her cunt walls were being stretched to the maximum, and Amy thought for sure Todd would injure her.

“You’re hurting me, please stop,” Amy cried. But Todd assured Amy no one had died from his cock yet and forced another two inches deep inside her. Amy shifted her weight and tried not to be pushed into the wall. She let out a small yelp as Todd forcefully buried his twelve-inch tool to the balls into Amy’s cunt. Amy froze, afraid to move, as Todd stood still, allowing her cunt to accommodate his size. She felt Todd’s hands as they snaked around her chest and pulled her blouse open, exposing her breast.

With little effort, Todd yanked Amy’s bra down under her breasts and then grabbed both of her tits in his hands and massaged them roughly. Amy continued to remain still and sobbed softly, her cunt on fire from the size of the intrusion. Amy could hear the bathroom door open and close and the sounds of men using the urinal unaware of her predicament.

Todd slowly withdrew his cock until the tip was almost out of Amy’s cunt, then slammed it back. He used Amy’s breasts as handles, holding her tits tightly in his hands as he rhythmically fucked her tight cunt. Amy could feel the head of Todd’s dick pounding against her cervix with each inward stroke. She felt like he would push into her uterus with each stroke. Amy hung her head between her extended arms as Todd quickened his pace. She knew he was about to cum and prayed that he would not cum inside her.