The doorbell rang. It was a random Saturday afternoon, and Tom was in the middle of doing his daily chores. Wendy was in the bedroom, doing whatever she did in there with herself. It had been nearly a month since she had informed him that his indentured servitude was being extended. As unhappy as he was about that, things were actually pretty good these days...not that he'd ever admit that to her. But, he was pretty sure she knew he was okay with the status quo.
"Can you get that, sweetie?" she called to him. He went and pulled on a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt that he kept handy for when visitors came by. Even though he wasn't hard, his dick was still pretty obvious in the sweats since he didn't have any underwear on. He didn't care. It was a minor indignity in his world these days.
Tom opened the door and was surprised to see his friend Phil standing there, dressed like he was heading out to a club or something. "Hey, buddy, long time, no see." He delivered a friendly punch to Tom's shoulder.
"What are you doing here?" Tom asked, hoping it was to take him out on the town for the night.
"I'm here for the party, my dude." Phil was strangely happy. He wasn't usually like that until the end of the night when he had a sure thing on the line.
"Party?"
Phil looked troubled. "It is tonight, isn't it?" He fished something out of the inside pocket of his jacket. It was an invitation of some kind. "Yeah, it's today. I'm a little early but..."
"Let me see that," Tom snapped and snatched the invitation from him. He looked at it and his jaw dropped. "A sex party?"
"Yeah!" Phil's excitement suddenly made sense. "Ben said it was going to be some kind of an orgy that Wendy set up. I never been to an orgy before." Phil pushed past Tom into the house. "Got anything to drink?"
"Wait," Tom was at a loss. "An orgy?"
"Yeah, Ben said he talked to your wife about it. She set the whole thing up." Phil looked around as if he was expecting naked people to be everywhere. He was disappointed. "Wow, I'm really early, aren't I?" He checked his watch. "Want me to run out and grab some ice or something?"
"Who's supposed to be here for this thing?"
Phil shrugged. "Don't know. All the guys are coming. A bunch of Wendy's friends, I guess. I was surprised that you were up for something like this. I'd never be able to share my wife like that...if I'm ever stupid enough to get one of those again."
"Wait, share her? Like...in an orgy?"
"Yeah, sure, I guess. Well, that and...the other thing."
"What other thing?"
"You know...Wendy's fantasy that you said she could try. How she wants to do all your friends." Phil did the creepy eyebrow thing he did when he was objectifying a woman. "She told Ben that she wants us to gangbang her while you watch. You kinky fucker." Phil headed for the kitchen. "Got any beers?"
Tom was stunned. This wasn't possible. Phil had to be playing a prank on him. No way Wendy had said that - and to Ben of all people, that red-headed weirdo. He heard one of his good beers being cracked open and hurried to the kitchen.
"Okay, so, this is a joke, right?" Tom said, feeling the panic rising. He was expecting Wendy to express a desire to fuck other guys, but not like this. Not in a million years. But his wife was no longer the woman he used to know. Was a gangbang orgy really beyond her at this point?
"No, joke, compadre. We are getting our dicks wet tonight, baby!" Phil guzzled down his beer and went to the fridge for another.
Phil had a deep pit forming in his stomach. He could handle seeing his wife face down between another woman's legs, but could he deal with seeing her fuck another guy? Not just another guy, but one of his friends. Not just one of his friends, but all of them! This was too much.
"Good afternoon, boys," came a seductive greeting. Tom turned to see Wendy posing just outside the kitchen. She had on a see-through negligee with pale peach highlights. Her pink nipples were erect and contrasted very conspicuously beneath the sheer fabric. Phil didn't even try to hide his lustful leer as he gawked at her.
"Looking good, Wendy. Fuck, I always knew you had a hot body, but damn, girl!"
Wendy blushed, then turned around. "Do you like the view from the back?" She bent over and lifted her lingerie to reveal that her panties were nothing more than a g-string and pretty much displayed her full ass.
"It's looking damn fine from here," Phil said, not holding anything back in front of Tom. "Do you want to get this party started right now?" He asked, moving toward her. It was all Tom could do not to grab him and punch him right in the mouth.
"Tempting, but I want to wait until everyone is here." She glanced at the clock. "We still have an hour or so. Why don't you boys get the place ready? Tom, bring the air mattress up from the basement and set it up in the living room. Phil, I'm putting you in charge of drinks." She went to her purse and Phil followed her...closely. She handed him her credit card. "Run to the store and get whatever you think we need."
"Right, sure, beer, wine, vodka?"
"All of that," Wendy said, pinching a nipple openly as she spoke. Phil didn't even try to hide the bulge in his pants.
