I'm Paul, the host of this party. Thanks for stopping by to read my story.
We were all sitting around the big screen watching the Super Bowl one year. I had invited all of my best buddies to watch the game with me. There were 21 of us guys, including me. Our wives and girlfriends were upstairs drinking wine, laughing, talking about kids and complaining about us, no doubt.
During half time, I thought it would be a fun thing for each of us to confess what his personal, sexual peccadillo was. Especially after we've all already had a few beers, instead of watching commercials, which we've all already seen a million times, the guys would rather talk about sex. Whenever there was a new commercial we haven't seen before, we stopped to watch that.
Only, I was shocked by what happened next. Instead of going around the room with each guy sharing a few intimate details about his sex life and about his wife, it turned into a men's meeting, an open forum, on sexual peccadilloes, so much so that we missed watching the second half of the game.
"I freely admit it," I said hoping to elicit information from someone else and to get someone else to volunteer by my confession on what my sexual preference, voyeurism. I seriously thought that each guy would say a one liner about what he and his wife did during sex. I never expected each man to give a detailed monologue. "Like most guys, I'm a voyeur and my wife is a bit of an exhibitionist. We are a perfect match. I'm proud of being a voyeur and it's hot watching my wife flash her body to other men. Then, we talk about what I saw and who she flashed while having sex. Pillow talk is an important part of my sexual peccadillo," I said looking around the packed room. "Who else wants to volunteer what they like to do when alone behind closed doors with their wife?"
Anthony was first to volunteer.
"I'll go," said Anthony. "I'm into bondage and discipline, not so much the discipline, as I am the bondage."
"Woe, Tony," I never figured you wanting to be tied up by your wife, Ramona," said Steve.
"Nah, not me," he said with a sly smile. "When we're in the mood, every once in a while," she likes it when I tie her to the bed, blindfold her, strip off her clothes, and spank her a little bit. We have the most outrageous sex whenever she's tied to the bed. We fuck for hours like rabbits. Whatever the bondage does for us, we can't get enough of one another."
"Hey, can I come over and watch some time," asked Bob?
"Nah, that's Paul's thing for other men to watch his wife, while he watches them watching her. If it was up to me, I'd have all you guys over to watch, if Ramona was into that, but she's not. She's a one man type of woman."
"Yeah, it's too bad she has the wrong man for a husband," said Michael making the group laugh.
"Ha, ha," said Anthony joining in the good natured ribbing.
"I never tried that with my wife," said Larry. "She's claustrophobic. She'd go ballistic if I ever tried to tie her to the bed. Besides, she'd never let me even blindfold her, forget about even seeing her naked. She dresses and undresses in the bathroom."