Authors Note: This is another
FICTIONAL
story. All characters in the story are
FICTIONAL
with the exception of my wife and I and Jeff. All of the actions and conversations in this story are
FICTIONAL
.
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My phone rang on Saturday morning while Janice was out getting her hair done. It was Jeff. After the baseball game session he had promised me that he would arrange for my wife to blow me without her knowing that it was me.
"Can you talk?"
"Yes, Janice is at her hairdresser."
"Ok, on Thursday all of the guys will be there by 2 o'clock. When you get there come in through the front door, not the basement, that way she will definitely not realize it's you."
"But surely when I get in front of her..."
He interrupted. "Look, trust me. Just do as I say. Oh, by the way, I have a couple more friends that want to join in so it will be ten instead of eight but some of them will only be there to watch. We have a surprise too."
"What kind of surprise."
"If I told you it wouldn't be a surprise would it? Just be there around 2.30 and we'll all be ready. Call me when you arrive and I'll say that I have to go outside to take the phone call. That way she will think it's just me coming back in. And she's not expecting you so don't say anything when you come in or you'll give the game away."
I didn't like the way that he was telling me what was going to happen and that he had arbitrarily decided that he could invite whomever he liked to come and fuck my wife.
When Janice got home I complimented her on her hair and I noticed that she had been out shopping for clothes. I didn't recognize the store name on the bag and she didn't offer up any information. She went straight upstairs to have a shower.
Since Jeff and his three friends had visited, things between Janice and I seemed to be getting back to normal. Our sex life was still non-existent but at least we were conversing normally. I didn't let on that I knew that on Thursday afternoon she had a full blown gang-bang arranged and she didn't mention it either.
The week went by slowly and uneventfully and on the Wednesday evening she told me that she had a doctor's appointment the next day and would not be going into work. In turn I told her that I had to be in the office all day and had a couple of client appointments later and so I probably wouldn't be home until 8pm. She seemed a little too pleased with that arrangement.
The morning dragged by very slowly and I tried to imagine what my wife was doing to get ready for the afternoon and how excited and nervous she probably was.
Finally I couldn't take it anymore and I left the office and headed home. It was only 1.45 but I wanted to park at the end of the street so that I could see who went into the house.
I waited there for about ten minutes but only one car came by. It parked near our house but the occupants went into a house on the other side of the street. I wondered if perhaps there was going to be a gang-bang in that house too. Shortly after that two cars went past in quick succession and parked near the house. I couldn't tell how many guys went into the house but I knew that the party would soon be on. Less than five minutes later another car passed me. I waited to see where they went and was not surprised to see them heading for the house. I looked at them for a few seconds and realized that one of them was a white female. I guessed that she had been invited so that the guys weren't waiting around too long between fucks.
Just before 2.30 I called Jeff's number and he soon appeared on the front porch. When I got there he said "you may be surprised at what you see in there but don't say anything or your wife will realize it's you." I promised to stay silent.
The ground floor of the house is open plan. The kitchen, dining room and living room are really just all one big room delineated only by the furniture in each part. Jeff opened the front door and we went inside trying, in pantomime fashion, to sound like just one person.
The sight that greeted me was interesting to say the least. There were two lines of five chairs set up facing each other. There was about a five foot gap between the two rows. The chairs were all occupied by guys except the one that Jeff had vacated in order to come and let me in. At the far end of the rows of chairs there was an armchair which was occupied by the woman who had arrived with the last two guys. She remained silent and nobody spoke to her. It was as if they all knew why she was there and it obviously was not to share her body with everyone. All eleven of these people were fully clothed. If I had to guess I would have said they were all in their late thirties to mid-forties.
My wife was on her hands and knees between the two rows and all she was wearing was a blindfold. She was facing the armchair and I guessed that she had no idea that it was occupied by a woman.
I stood in the kitchen area where I had a good view of the entire room and Jeff went and sat back in his seat.
Most of the guys had drinks but several, including Jeff, did not. The beer was in the fridge in the kitchen and soon Jeff stood up to get one. As he walked past my wife he bent over to feel her pussy and as he stood up he gave her ass a light slap. This surprised her and she gave a small yelp and pulled her knees together a bit. One of the other guys stood up and slapped her ass and the guys all laughed. They were making lewd comments about Janice's body and frequently reached out to cup a breast or pinch a nipple. My wife didn't object to any of this but I felt sure that she wasn't enjoying it too much.
A short tubby guy stood up and went to feel my wife's ass and pussy. He ran his fingers over her butt hole and I saw her shiver. Then he tried to touch her pussy but her legs were together.