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My first instinct is to run, but then, curiosity wins out. “We stay and see what happens. Give it five minutes and we bolt.”

She nods and closes her eyes, swallowing hard. “Okay.”

We start to stand up but freeze when the back doors open and voices fill the space. The women walk out on the deck toward the pool with their backs to us. Our side of the house is pitch black, but the patio and pool area is dimly lit.

“I can’t believe you started without us,” the newcomer scolds the other woman who was on her knees a few minutes ago.

“Needed to take the edge off. He’s been stressed lately.”

Maren nudges my hand and taps on my phone. I set it up and hit record, hoping I can get some audio from this distance.

“Stressed about what?” Newcomer asks.

“Probably his hag of a wife. She’s so boring.”

Newcomer gives a look of disapproval, which strikes me as odd.

Our mystery woman huffs. “Don’t give me that look. I don’t care if you know her. She’s a hag, and besides, I needed to show him some appreciation for the new car.”

The women are joined by the two men, and I swallow a cry when I see they have changed. Both men are only covered by towels. Don is carrying a bottle of something with four glasses, which he sets on the table, then adjusts the outdoor heaters. Their blue propane flames roar to life, and he arranges them around the lounge chairs.

“Looks like we are overdressed, Mitz,” Newcomer says, and I sit in shock as the women strip and it hits me what is going to happen here.

Apparently, the cold weather doesn’t deter these people from an orgy outdoors. Even with the heat emanating from the heaters, it’s still chilly. They’re all naked and moving toward each other with no shame.

Maren puts a death grip on my shoulder as we are forced to watch the grossest foreplay between these couples. There’s kissing, petting, stroking, and lots of moaning. The foursome moves to the loungers, and dread runs through my blood. There is no coming back from this.

Don lays on a chair while Mitz sits reverse cowboy, easing down on his cock. She rocks back and forth then bends over and motions with her finger to the other man. He moves in front of her, palming his own dick, and slides it easily into her open mouth. Her head bobs and hips rotate in sync as she expertly takes both men. Newcomer positions another lounger at the head of Don’s and lays down. Her thighs straddle his face as she lowers her crotch to his mouth.

Tears sting my eyes as I witness what plays out in front of us. We are stuck. There is nowhere to go. We now have more than enough evidence for Jean, but if we try to escape through the fence, there’s a chance we’ll alert them to our presence.

So, we wait…

Periodically, I’ll video some of the scene, but the only sounds are animalistic grunts and groans.

Finally, after my eyes and ears are scarred for life, Jean’s husband, Don, bucks hard, which sets off the avalanche. Mitz cries out, even with a dick in her throat. Newcomer follows with a high-pitched scream, and the other man thrusts, throwing his head back in ecstasy. There’s a lot of heavy breathing as they all stop moving and come down from their high.

Newcomer disengages first, rising from her position on Don’s face. “I get the dick next.” She flips her hair over her shoulder.

They all start moving, and I scoop up our bag, ready to roll. Music streams from the outdoor sound system, and I send a silent prayer of thanks to the sky. We crawl silently to the gate and slip through.

“Jean’s going to own him,” Maren says quietly when we’re in the car.

“Yes.”

“I can’t believe he bought her a car.”

I twist my head to her with wide eyes. “Out of everything we witnessed, that’s what you can’t believe?”

She stares at me for a split-second before bursting into laughter, falling forward, and beating on the dashboard. Her cackling is contagious, and pretty soon, I’m doing the same.

“I think we should discuss amending our payment structure,” she gets out through wheezes, trying to catch her breath. “I may need therapy after that.”

“Hell yes,” I agree. “Along with lots and lots of alcohol.”

“Alcohol may not even be enough to erase that scene.”

Chapter 5