Professor Thomas Moore had just received the invitation. He and his wife Katherine were invited to the Friday faculty party. He was in high spirits, this was to be a key party, and when it was explained to him what a key party was, he was all for it. The idea of his sweet little wife going home with another man and getting fucked by another professor's cock, one of his colleagues, while he got to enjoy the delights of a colleague's wife, sounded really enticing.
On the drive home, he decided to just tell Kathy that it was just a party, not that it was a mate-swapping party. Kathy was somewhat naive and had become somewhat frigid. When they were first married, they'd been fucking 3, 4 times a week. Now, 5 years later, it had tailed off to once every two weeks or so, and it was pretty damn mechanical. Kathy was just doing it as a wifely duty, with no more joy or pleasure than other wifely duties, like cooking dinner and housekeeping was a wifely duty. He felt it was a make-or-break moment. He needed a wife that was eager and wanting sex. This was it, to send her home with another man, and see if that warmed her up.
There was nothing physically wrong with her, quite the contrary. At 30 years old, she is just as hot and desirable as she was when they were newlyweds, she's 5'7", 125 pounds, long flowing honey-colored hair falling in wispy waves that cascade over her shoulders. Her sapphire blue eyes and full red lips are set in a gorgeous heart-shaped face.
Her breasts are like sexy pillows, a firm and upright 36C. Tom adored looking at her nude, her boobs were rounded uplifted mounds of creamy smoothness, the shape, and size of coconuts. The nipples jut up rubbery and erect.
Her tummy is flat, nicely curved hips, she keeps a trimmed, wispy thatch of honey-colored pubic hair above her pink entrance. Her rump is an assman's delight, curved, perky, and smooth, her legs are sleek and full.
At home, he told her about the party, how it was a get-together for the professors and their spouses. Kathy liked the idea of meeting his colleagues, not knowing what would happen.
At the party, she was plied with alcohol, enough to get her tipsy, and in a compliant mood. The crowd was excited, knowing what was going to happen to the newbies. Just before the finale, she had not seen her husband hand his car keys to the host. They would not be dropped into a bowl until after his wife had chosen.
All the keys were kept separate, until the choosing. Then, each lady would fish a set of keys out of the bowl. Each time, the keys for their husband would be removed before they chose, so that each lady would go home with a man who was not their husband.
As the party started to wind down, Kathy, being the newest was selected to go first and told to fish a set of keys out of the bowl. Thinking it was some kind of harmless party game, she did as requested. She held the keys up and handed them to the host.
''Ok, the Lincoln MKZ, that would be Professor Strathmore.''
A voice in the party called out, ''Oh yeah, that's me!"
Professor Jack Strathmore came forward, he was hoping he'd get lucky. Kathy Moore was a hot-looking lady, mmmm, he'd love to sink his prick into her sweet hole. Now, he was going to get the chance.
He took her by the hand, and said, "Let me take you home."
Kathy, still a little bit drunk, simply smiled and allowed herself to be led. How nice, to be driven home, by such a handsome gentleman.
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Back at the party, next up was Professor Gert Hutchings' wife, Natasha. She fished around in the bowl, selected a set, and handed them to the host.
''Okay, the owner of the Mercedes Benz 280, step forward!''
Thomas felt a jolt, that was him! He came forward, and the emerald green eyes of Natasha Hutchings glowed at him. God, she looked fucking amazing in her party dress, he could hardly wait to see what she looked like, stripped down and ready for action.
Natasha was pleased, she had been lucky enough to introduce two new professors to the club, it was exciting to watch their faces as they fucked. Now, she was going to get her number 3.
