"Wow! Really?! You want that? For real?!" Across the table, my wife grinned, blushing slightly as she shrugged.
"Yeah. Don't you think it would be hot?" she replied.
Her grin grew mischievous as she imagined the requested scenario. "Just one night where I take on a bunch of guys. Like that night when you shared me with Paul over and over, but more." (For details read Striptease Sleepover) Kathy bit slightly at her lip, growing more excited by the second.
I watched my lovely bride shift anxiously in her chair, waiting for my answer. Needing time to think, I held up a finger, indicating so. Kathy, nodded and turned to scroll through her phone, waiting.
Yeah, I thought to myself, it would be hot. But it would also be crazy. Sure, we have been dabbling in the swinger lifestyle off and on for years. All of those encounters were relatively unplanned. Spontaneous events we took advantage of when the circumstances were just right.
What my wife was requesting was something that required planning and coordination. Not to mention, revealing our exploits to various parties. Discretion and trust are huge with these sorts of dalliances. In the name of that, we have never told the friends we have played with about each other.
"This is big, Hon," I said at first.
"Well, I should hope so," she giggled. "Is that a, 'no?'"
Shaking my head, "Not saying, 'no,' Babe. I just want to think this through. Do you think you're ready for something like that, a gangbang?"
Kathy blushed at the word, yet her grin told the tale. "What's there to be scared of? A room full of guys, all there to pleasure, and be pleasured by, me. A night filled with so much cock, so many orgasms that I won't be able to walk straight for a week. Too be the focus of their desire, to feel so free, sexy and adored. Oh, I'm so scared." She chuckled at her sarcasm.
Laughing with her, images of my lovely bride engaging in lascivious debauchery ran through my mind. The scenes of her uninhibited behavior stole blood from my reason.
"Yeah, Babe. It will be hot, but it won't be a simple thing. We would need to wrangle a bunch of guys that were clean, could be trusted, were interested and available. Would you want to do something like this with strangers?"
Kathy grew pensive. "No, not strangers," she said, looking a bit dejected.
"Well, how did you think it was going to happen?" I probed; grateful she was thinking about it deeper. We all have fantasies and desires, but real-life issues must always be properly considered before indulging.
"I, uh, I thought... you know... we have..." Kathy stumbled a bit over her words. It was rather adorable how difficult she found expressing herself.
Finally, she rambled out, "Ok, there have been a few guys you have let me fuck. Why, don't we get them all together."
Grinning at her odd bashfulness, I agreed with her, with caveats. "That seems to be the best option with the fewest risks. However, most of those encounters happened some time ago. We aren't as close with Al and Meg or with Chase and Mandy as we were then. This is some delicate road to travel."
Nodding to herself, Kathy accepted my point. "Right, that makes sense. Though it doesn't have to be a huge thing, just a few guys ready to have fun."
"You just shifted from a bunch to a few. Are you sure scaling this back is what you want?" I inquired.
Putting on a playful pout, she answered, "If the idea is too crazy, I am okay with a workable solution."
"Where are you now, at the office?" I sputtered with laugher at her business-like attitude, considering the circumstances. "'Workable solution,' is not what you want, is it? You want to get fucked senseless."
Kathy, moved next to me and slapped my arm, "hey buster, I'm being vulnerable here... and yes! I want to get fucked senseless."
Gales of laughter erupted from both of us. I pulled her into my lap and gave her a kiss. "You're right. I will try to be sensitive to your desire to be ravaged by multiple men."
Giving me another light slap, she snuggled into my chest. "This is so silly," she sighed.
"Love you, Babe," I said, squeezing her gently.
Sinking deeper into my embrace, Kathy caressed my cheek. "Oh well, it's just a fantasy. You know, you are all I really need," she kissed me tenderly.
"But more is fun too," I finished for her, sharing the half-joke with a grin. The two of us cozied up to each other, enjoyed our mutual love and comfort for a while. "So, when are you going to line up all your girlfriends for me? Let me take a run at them?"
My sexy wife burst into laughter, "Oh, your poor balls! You are a stud, but you only have so much sauce to give."
Chuckling with her, I answered, "make them fight for it."
Kathy fell into a fit of giggles, trying to add her own clever retort to no avail.
"Take it easy, Love," I said, giving her a peck on the cheek. I got up, leaving her in the chair to regain her composure. Sensing the conversation was over, we went about the rest of our evening.
As for me, the seed of a plan was forming.
*****
Knowing that Kathy was under the impression that her request was unlikely to be fulfilled, I set about making discrete inquires.
From my view, I saw this as a go big or go home scenario. I figured that to fulfil my bride's illicit desire, I needed as many participants as I could get.
Even though she is an attractive woman who loves sex, finding a group of willing paramours who are available, clean, and respectful, is not the easiest task. Especially as I was determined to do my best to be as sensitive and respectful to all parties as possible.
Privately, I strongly doubted any man, married or not, would turn away from the prospect of my lovely wife's physical affections. The last thing I would want is to be the cause of trouble to someone else's marriage. So, even though we had already swung with these couples in that past, I queried the wives of the men in question first.
First on my list was Cathy, my wife's best friend. She and her husband Paul were our closest friends and we played with them with some regularity (For details read Steamy Camp Shower series). While Cathy herself was too intimidated by the idea of being with so many men at once, she was all for letting Kathy fulfill her fantasy. She was also grateful that I had already planned on keeping Kathy safe by only inviting trusted partners and making certain everyone was clean.
My second call was to my old school buddy Al's wife, Meg. We had had our first swinging experience with Al and Meg while on vacation quite early in our marriage (for details read More Heat Than the Sauna). We didn't see each other very often anymore, due to the usual circumstances of life, work, kids, distance, etc...
To my surprise, Meg was eager to help out, assuring me that Al would be all in, pun intended. I learned that they also did some swinging over the years. Rather boldly, she flatly stating she would need to have another fling with me to 'keep things fair.' I was certainly pleased by this and game to agree. Though, I did have to stipulate that it would happen after Kathy's surprise and with her permission. Meg understood and we spent a bit of time catching up and flirting, tentatively making plans to hook up in the aftermath of Kathy's big night.
Next on the list was Mandy. She was the first woman to go down on Kathy (read Hot Housewarming). In fact, she had played a big role in influencing my wife to be more open with her sexuality. We had a few episodes with her and her husband Chase, eventually swapping in the back of our van during an overnight security shift (read Festival Security Gig).
Like Al and Meg, we hadn't seen much of them for the past few years. So, I did my best to maintain friendly chit chat, gauging how she might feel about us now. It didn't take too long to nudge the conversation toward our previous extra-marital encounters.
Luckily for me, Mandy's lust for my wife was still burning strong. I smiled to myself as she gushed about the few times they had kissed and more. Mandy was especially intrigued when I indicated that Kathy had gained more girl-on-girl experience in recent years. Her interest in rekindling was obvious and a perfect opportunity to bring up the reason for my call.
"Kathy wants that?" Mandy said, clearly shocked.
I laughed, "Yeah, she does. We have gotten a fair bit more open over these past few years."
"And you're okay with this?" she asked.
Attempting to allay her concerns, I continued, "only under controlled circumstances. Kathy and I have enjoyed a fair bit of swinging fun, but never without considering the implications. None of this will be a free for all."
I could feel relief through the phone connection, "So you know everyone... doing this?"
"Yeah, I understand your reluctance, this is a crazy ask. Yes, everyone involved will be those that Kathy and I have played with before. They have all demonstrated their trustworthiness and will be tested ahead of time." I reassured Mandy as best as I could.
"But it will be just you and a bunch of guys there?" she probed.
"That is the idea," I said. For a minute the line went silent. "Uh hello, Mandy?" I ventured.
"Just thinking..." she replied.
