Free Gloria's Man by Marteeka Karland

 
    Betrayed…
     
    Cheat on her? The day before Valentine's Day? On no he didn't! Unfortunately, the sounds coming from her bedroom seemed to indicate otherwise. Gloria tried her best to keep an open mind. Maybe Donovan had let Max and Emma use the apartment again. Yes. That had to be it. Except that all too familiar male grunt was pretty distinctive. The feminine whimpers were definitely Emma's, but where was Donovan? His car was outside. So was Emma's...
    Gloria's eyes narrowed as the pieces clicked into place. Things actually started making sense now.
    Until she heard the second masculine voice that she recognized as Donovan's. Max and Emma regularly came to her apartment to screw. Neither had a place since both were still in college, and Gloria had known Emma since childhood. She'd been only happy to provide sanctuary for the lovers.
    Except this was a bit much.
    She made her way to the bedroom she and Donovan shared when he was in town and pushed open the door. Sure enough, all three of them were locked in an Emma sandwich, the guys pistoning in and out of the young woman's pussy and ass with ferocious intensity.
    Wow.
    Gloria wasn't a prude by any means. Had any of them come to her, she'd have gladly joined them and given her blessing for this kind of carnal indulgence. Hell, it turned her on just watching! The fact they hadn't included her hurt, though.
    For one hot second, Gloria thought about clearing her throat to announce her presence. Instead, she decided she'd make the best of it before she kicked all three of them out of her place.
    The hem of her micro mini was so low it took nothing to slip her fingers underneath without hiking up the leather to better expose herself. The idea was to get off herself, not get the traitors in the bedroom off should they spot her. She ran one finger over the lace of her panties where her clit fairly begged for attention. The little bud was swollen and hard, her sex wet and inviting.
    With lazy strokes, Gloria masturbated herself while watching her boyfriend and best friends get it on in her own bed. Sad, but hey. She'd take her kicks where she could get them.
    The trio on the bed fucked harder and faster, each man moving to his own rhythm. Emma simply spread her legs and went along for the ride. Her pussy and ass took a pounding, but she seemed to love every second of it. Gloria knew she would. Even through the betrayal, her pussy was weeping with the need to be involved. Her nipples peaked painfully hard under the thin silver blouse. Gloria ached to simply strip and join them, but her pride wouldn't let her.
    So she stood, fingering herself until her climax rushed over her in a wave of unfulfilling pleasure. She needed more and she wasn't going to get it here. Straightening her skirt, Gloria cleared her throat.
    "When you guys are finished here, I'd appreciate you stripping the bed and tossing the covers in the wash." Donovan pulled out of Emma's ass, cock dripping cum but still hard. Max released into Emma even as the woman tried to cover herself, a deep blush stealing up her light mocha complexion. She didn't really blame Donovan. The woman was gorgeous. Gloria didn't think he wanted Emma for her looks, though. She represented the forbidden. Another man's woman. When the flutter of activity ceased, all eyes were looking in her direction, if not meeting her icy hazel gaze. "Other than that, please leave the apartment the way you found it. Donovan, anything you don't take with you will be donated to the homeless shelter."
    Before her outward calm shattered, Gloria spun on the ball of one stillettoed thigh-high boot and left. It wasn't a good idea to be going out alone dressed as she was, but who the hell cared. This was supposed to be a surprise for Donovan, but he obviously wasn't impressed. She had gotten an invite to the most exclusive club in town for the two of them, thanks to her longtime friend who just happened to be girl of the week for Raulf Lundgrin, the billionaire