“As far as Miko and Laura know the guys are going fishing. You know James and Andy are both married and have full-time jobs. During the week they work and in the evenings, they spend time with their families. They occasionally go fishing on the weekends and both of them managed to convince their wives to let them go fishing this Saturday — so we’re on for Saturday afternoon. I decided that it would work best to do it here. Both of them know where we live so that’s not a problem.”
“If you say so,” I said. “I guess that makes sense. What’s in the package?”
“It’s something for you to wear. I picked it up, especially for this Saturday. I hope you’ll like it,” he said as he handed the package to me.
When I opened it, the first thing that I found was a white button-up blouse. I looked up wondering what in the world was going on. Not finding any forthcoming explanation from Tom I reached into the package again. This time, I pulled out a black skirt, which, on closer examination, turned out to be very tight and very short. Now I was getting the picture.
“There’s one more thing,” Tom said.
I reached into the bag and came up with a thick white dog collar. Frowning at my husband I asked, “What’s with this?”
“Oh, it’s just a little something I picked up. I thought that it would go well with the outfit,” Tom said.
More than a little skeptical I said, “Yeah. This is just great but you must have been smoking something if you think that I’m wearing that thing. I am absolutely not wearing a dog collar in front of your friends.”
Tom’s reply was instant and forceful, which startled me just a little. “Do this for me, please. We’re about to do something that we have never done before. I am going to stand by and watch my two best friends have sex with my wife. The woman that I love. When that happens, you will be completely naked except for our wedding rings and this collar. Look at the nameplate. It says, ‘Tom’s Property’.
“Your wedding rings and this collar will be a constant reminder to those two that you are mine and mine alone. You’re only on loan to them for a short while, but you’re mine forever.”
I’m not sure that I agreed with his somewhat circular logic but, in a way, it was touching that he wanted to ‘mark his territory’. I finally smiled, nodding my head in acceptance. “Okay,” I said.
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It had been a couple of days since Tom had come home and told Elise that James and Andy would be over this Saturday afternoon to fuck her. To Elise, the time had flown by and she was still wrestling with the magnitude of what she had agreed to do.
She had been reasonably comfortable with the decision to fuck the three black guys because that had been her idea, but this was different. The decision to fuck Tom’s two best friends, men that she would see often, had not been her decision and she was still adjusting to the reality that it was about to happen.
She was even surprised by the change that had come over her husband. He seemed more dominant and demanding, now that she had agreed to go along with his suggestion that she fuck their friends before she could fuck the three black guys. She worried that things might spiral out of control.
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Tom
Saturday had finally arrived and I was as twitchy as a teenage boy just about to go out on his first date. I had hardly slept last night and had tossed and turned so much that I would have kept Elise awake if she hadn’t been as restless as I was.
The guys weren’t expected to be here until about noon and I was already frantic by nine o’clock. Elise had given up on trying to settle me down.
What was about to happen this afternoon was not something I could have ever anticipated. I didn’t like to admit it but, I was stoked. I’m not sure when I first realized that I was one of those men who liked to share their wives. The desire must have resided in the depths of my mind for some time until it was finally triggered when Elise told me she wanted to be used by three black men.
Once I accepted what she had told me I was finally able to come to terms with my feelings and recognize and share my desires. This afternoon, in just a few hours, I was going to watch as my two best friends fucked my wife. How cool was that?
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Elise
After I finished putting on my makeup I put on the skirt and blouse that Tom had bought me along with some four-inch strappy black heels that I already had. Tom had gone downstairs after helping me get the collar fastened. James and Andy should be arriving almost any time now, and with Tom downstairs I was finally alone with my inner thoughts.
I looked at my image in the full-length bedroom mirror and contemplated what I saw. No, I didn’t look like a slut, but I certainly didn’t look like a member of the church choir, either.
I was wearing a half-cup push-up bra that left my nipples peeking over the top. The white blouse was a little too small and gaped where it was buttoned, allowing glimpses of my milky white tits.
When I had first seen the skirt, I thought it was a little short. Now, I knew that it was a lot short. It was so short in the back that one wrong move and you would be able to see the cheeks of my ass. It would be impossible for me to sit without giving everyone an unrestricted view of my crotch.
Speaking of my crotch, it was covered with a tiny patch of cloth. The thong that Tom had made me wear, split the cheeks of my ass in the back. In my whole life, I had never dressed in such a revealing manner even in complete privacy, and shortly I would be revealing myself to our two friends.
A shiver ran up my spine as I heard the doorbell ring. They were here! Once again, I asked myself if I wanted to do this. I must say that I was somewhat surprised by the answer. I can’t say that I was scared, despite my trembling. Scared isn’t the right word. Shit! I might as well admit it, I was excited!
Tom and I had agreed that it would be easier on me if he was the one to give the instructions and I would follow his directions. It seemed to be easier for me since it would relieve me of that responsibility. If I wavered in my resolve, I knew that all I would have to do would be to follow his commands. That way reduced the risk that I might do something that Tom might not want me to do.
Lost in thought, I was startled when I heard Tom calling for me to come down. Decision time. I either went downstairs to my fate or I backed out and called things off before they went too far, but I was already committed and moving toward the stairs.
Tom
I had gotten drinks for James, Andy, and myself and we were all seated on the couch watching the stairs, wondering if Elise would go through with our plans. We didn’t have long to wait as she appeared at the top of the steps.
I had been holding my breath in anticipation and apprehension. When my wife appeared at the top of the stairs I was stunned, and I knew that both Andy and James felt much the same.
I doubt if Elise realized it, but the show began the moment she stepped onto the landing. The skirt was so short that we were easily able to see her crotch which was only covered by a thin piece of silk. As she descended the stairs, the material moved enticingly from side to side, always threatening to reveal more but never actually doing so.
As she moved lower on the stairs, we were deprived of the view of her crotch so, being men, we moved our gaze to her tits. From this distance, you really couldn’t see much but the flashes of flesh were there and the three of us watched raptly.
As Elise reached the bottom of the stairs the three of us rose. I stepped forward and hugged her to reassure us both that things were all right. Then I pulled back to kiss her and fondled one of her breasts as my friends watched. I was so turned on that I thought my cock was going to break free of my pants.
I directed my wife to a chair facing the couch and helped her to sit down knowing that her crotch was in view again. “Would you like a drink, Sweetheart?” I asked.
She simply nodded her head, so I headed for the kitchen to get her a glass of wine. When I returned, I noticed that Elise had pulled her chair closer to the couch and was brazenly sitting with her knees spread more than a foot apart giving my friends a view of her pussy which was barely covered.
Elise
While Tom was in the kitchen getting my drink, I managed to scoot my chair closer to Andy and James on the pretense that I was having trouble hearing them as we talked. I wasn’t completely over my jitters but, I was beginning to enjoy the attention of the two men. To further draw their gaze, I spread my knees apart encouraging them to look between my legs. I was beginning to behave like the slut I wanted to be.
Things took a huge step forward after Tom returned with my wine. He sat back down on the couch and seemed to be enjoying the show himself, so I was startled when he said, “I want you to undo one of the buttons of your blouse. Nah, that’s not enough. Undo two buttons for us, Elise.”
A shiver ran down my spine as I thought, ‘Now it’s time to fish or cut bait.’ My hands shook as I slowly reached up and undid the first two buttons of my blouse, exposing my cleavage a little more, as we continued to talk about abstract things.
I was almost trembling with anticipation as I waited for the next instruction from my husband. Meanwhile, Andy and James seemed to alternately look between my legs or at my cleavage.
Once again, my husband’s voice cut through me as he said, “Okay Sweetheart, let’s get this show moving. After all, James and Andy don’t have all afternoon, so I want you to get rid of the blouse and bra. Let’s give my friends an unfettered view of your tits.”
My hands remained unsteady as my fingers fumbled with the buttons of my blouse as I moved to obey my husband’s orders. I noticed that James and Andy both slid forward to the edge of the couch as I finished unbuttoning my blouse and pulled the tails from inside my skirt waistband.
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