When my wife, Wendy, told me her office Christmas party was to be herself and the three other guys in her office my mind started wishfully thinking that she would get drunk and let them all fuck her, preferably by bringing them all back home so I could watch at the very least.
When she then told me that they would be meeting several more people for drinks after their lunch, and they were all men, I was even more excited.
A vision of her being gangbanged by them all was making me harder than ever before, and I had about 4 weeks of this before the actual day itself.
On the day of the party, before she left home, I saw her in her low cut black dress, revealing just enough flesh to excite any red blooded male.
During the evening I texted her to see how she was coping with being surrounded by testosterone, but got no reply. A bit difficult to answer a mobile when holding a cock in each hand whilst being fucked, I hoped.
Anyway, she returned home around midnight but said she just got drunk and nothing happened except for being propositioned by two guys who wanted a threesome with her. She turned down their offer.
She asked them why they would want to fuck a married woman in her 40’s who had seen better days. But I knew that what they wanted was to fuck a flirty milf who was drunk and may have said ‘yes’ to their proposition. For me, I nearly came on the spot when she told me.
Later though, I went in search of her knickers from the night before, hoping to see what effect the night before had had on her, when I noticed that there were no dirty knickers from the night before. I knew that she always wore something. I thought it was just my imagination driving me wild, hoping that the reason was that they were so full of cum that she had to get rid of them before she got home.
Well, I thought it was my imagination running wild, until a couple of weeks later I saw some pictures that had been emailed to her, after she left herself logged in at home. It was of someone who looked just like her, with hair just like hers, and in a dress just like hers. It was my wife. But these pictures weren’t of my wife enjoying a Christmas meal or drinks with her colleagues, but my 44 year old wife gorging herself on several cocks.
I couldn’t believe what I saw. I checked and checked again. There was no doubt it was her. My fantasy was now reality.
The only downside was that I had not witnessed what I had dreamt of seeing for so many years.
All those years she kept saying no to a threesome, and here she was acting like a true slut. I now hoped that it had not been a drunken mistake but a lifestyle change.
I wished so hard that this was to be how she would want to act for the remainder of our lives. I started imagining every conceivable combination of events.
This was my chance to make it happen….I went to confront her.
I told her that the only way I would forgive her for what she had done that night, would be to have her act it all out again, in front of me. I couldn’t wait.
At last, hopefully, I was to fulfill my fantasy.
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