I. The Ad
I was idly cruising personal ads on a rather edgy adult web site. The ads that were posted ranged the gamut from people looking for monogamy and white picket fences to people looking for almost any kind of sexual adventure you can imagine. I called my visits "window shopping" because 90% of the time I didn't respond to any of the ads, but just fantasized about what it would be like to have a relationship of the sort being advertised. Most of the time I looked at the ads posted by women, and, because of where I was in my life, I was especially interested in those posted by women who were looking for casual sex or extramarital affairs. This one night, I thought I would look at ads posted by couples.
One looked intriguing. It had just been posted. The couple consisted of a 56 year old man and his 43 year old wife. They were described as professionals, mature, clean. There was a picture of her, face excluded, showing that she had a cute, fit body. The profile was written from her point of view. She wrote that they were looking to set up a gangbang for her pleasure. They wanted to line up about six men. Anyone interested was supposed to write them with an introduction of who he was, including pictures, and then those who were chosen would be contacted by the husband, who would explain the details.
I thought to myself, what the hell, this will never happen, but it would be interesting to find out what it would be like. So I wrote. To my surprise, she wrote back. She gave me her husband's phone number, and said that I should call him. I called. He seemed pretty reasonable on the phone, very friendly in fact. He explained that this was something he and his wife had done before, and had really enjoyed. He said that she was sort of a nymphomaniac, and that this was her preferred way of getting her needs met. He enjoyed it too, because of how much she enjoyed it. As if to reassure me that they weren't lowlifes, he explained that she was a medical doctor, and that he was a building contractor. It was easy to verify these facts. In fact she has an unusual name, so by typing the name into Google with M.D. after it I discovered that she practices at one of the major hospitals in the area. He sent pictures of both of them. She had a gorgeous face, and an even more gorgeous body. He was handsome, masculine, with a shaved head and a fit body.
He explained what the plan was. It was laid out with almost military precision. They would be reserving two adjoining rooms at a local upscale hotel. They wanted six guys to be involved during a four-hour period. During the first two hours, each guy was supposed to show up at a specific time at one room, where he would meet the husband, and then be let in to the other room through a connecting door to spend 20 minutes with the wife. During that period the next man would show up to meet the husband, and then be let in to be with the wife after the previous guy exited her room through the door to the corridor. Three guys per hour, two hours. Then at the end of the two hours, as the sixth guy was finishing up his 20 minutes, the first five guys were supposed to return to the room with the husband, then all (except the husband) would go into the wife's room to spend the next two hours with her doing whatever she wanted them to.
He explained some ground rules. No male on male contact (even though one of the guys that was selected was supposedly bisexual, as was the husband). The husband would never be in the wife's room; in fact he was planning on leaving the hotel altogether. There would be lots of condoms and lube available. There would be two video cameras, with the understanding that only she would watch the recordings later, for her own pleasure.
A little anxious about the newness of this situation (not to mention the video cameras), I told him to count me in. The only thing was that I had been late in getting through to him with my phone call, so I was the seventh guy to be included. That meant that I wouldn't be able to be part of the first two-hour block, and so I wouldn't get to have alone time with the wife. However, I would get to join the whole group for the second two-hour block. He gave me a date and time.
II. Arrival
I showed up at least a half hour early. I didn't want to be late, although I think I also wanted to get up my nerve to actually go through with it. I drove around the hotel parking lot several times. I found the wing with the correct room. I walked in. I found the room number where they supposedly were, and walked by it a couple of times. I went back out to the lobby, then outside to my car. I almost bailed, unsure if I wanted to go through with it. Finally, I said to myself, "just do it!" and at the right time, went to the room.
The other guys were already there, all a little flushed from their previous experiences with the wife. The husband was friendly, introduced me to everyone. The guys were all professional types, of a wide range of ages. The youngest was probably in his early 30s, the oldest in his late 50s. I was in the middle. I was one of the taller ones. It turns out that one of the original six had been a no-show, so one of the 20 min slots hadn't been filled. Damn. That would have been nice, to get comfortable with her one on one.
Anyway. The husband went over the ground rules again, and then he put on a DVD that showed his wife undressing in an incredibly erotic way. He wanted us to be warmed up for when we were let in to the room. All of us started undressing. The door opened.
