Rachel sat at her dresser, putting the finishing touches to her make up and admiring herself in the mirror. Her husband, Edward had told her he was bringing three of his colleagues back from work for cocktails and snacks in the early evening and she was making sure she looked her best.
She had put on a red party dress over matching red silk panties and a bra, the underwear she had chosen was brief, the panties little more than a thong, so it wouldn't show though her dress. The dress showed off her slim figure well and emphasized her breasts she thought, and added a touch of elegance, it flared slightly in the skirt and the hem was just above her knees.
She carefully selected jewelry, diamond earrings and a full pearl necklace. She was especially impressed with the necklace; it was a present from Edward and consisted of a complete string of large pearls which reached around her elegant neck.
As it was warm outside, she decided to go bare legged and put on her black sandals with heels. Her black hair went well with the dress, she put in her diamond ear studs and a gold necklace and considered the effect in the mirror. "Hmm, not bad" she said. Finally she clipped her hair up in an elegant style.
She reflected on the past two years, she was twenty-four and since she met Edward, had settled down to a steady life with him. She had a bit of a past, but all of that was behind her now and Edward seemed happy for her to stay at home and keep house and occasionally organize drinks or supper parties for his many work colleagues and travel with him whenever he went abroad.
In the daytime when she was not with Edward, she worked out regularly at her gym or took their dog for walks. "Not a bad life" she decided. She went downstairs and busied herself preparing small snacks and arranging the drinks glasses and plates.
While she was busy she thought about Edward and his work colleagues, she had met one or two of them, mostly older than her, probably in their mid thirties or older she thought. She wondered exactly what they all did at work. She thought about her relationship with Edward. A strange but loving relationship she thought. Recently they had discussed their desires and fantasies in some detail.
Car tires scrunched on the gravel drive outside and she heard laughter and car doors banging, then the front door opened and the men arrived, Edward, as ever, leading the way. After kissing her, he introduced his colleagues. "These are three of my friends from work" he said "Tony, George and Andrew".
They were all smartly dressed but in a casual style with open necked shirts and sports jackets. They seemed to get on very well together, as if they had known each other from years ago, perhaps thought Rachel they went to school together and played football or some similar game together.
She went to the bar in the corner of the room and offered to get them all a drink. She mixed up the cocktails while the men carried on talking, they were joking about something that had happed during the day.
They all relaxed into the leather chairs Edward had purchased from somewhere in Africa. Rachel loved the smell and soft comfort of the upholstery. The conversation continued, buoyed by the alcohol perhaps. Rachel felt as if she was drifting, only occasionally catching up with the conversation. The leather felt soft, supporting Rachel's thighs, her legs moved slightly open.
She suddenly realized that they were talking about sex in a way that surprised her. Edward was telling the others about an act of sex that they had performed a few evenings ago in the intimacy of their bedroom. She had never expected that he would relate the event to others especially in her company, she was shocked. The others joined in the conversation with some intimate details about their partners. Despite her initial reaction, Rachel could not help getting very aroused by their lewd conversation.
Without warning Edward said "stand up Rachel, we've something we want you to do for us". He got up to help her, and the others remained seated. Edward produced a thin silk scarf from his pocket, stood behind her and whispered in her ear "I think you will enjoy this, darling, though you are free to say stop if you don't want this to continue". She was intrigued by this, what did he mean?
She felt unable (or was it unwilling?) to resist and went along with his wishes. He proceeded, to her great surprise, to tie her hands behind her with the silk scarf. The position of her hands constrained her to stand upright with her breasts thrust outwards, she felt strangely vulnerable, but secure with Edward there to support her.
The other men looked at her with admiration. In a very sudden and unexpected move, Edward pushed her towards one of the low backed leather chairs and made her kneel on two low stools he had positioned close to the back of one of the leather chairs.
He then pushed her gently so that she bent forwards over the back of the chair. The chair back sloped gently forwards, supporting her upper body. Her face, turned sideways, and shoulders rested on the ample leather cushion of the chair. Because of the constraint of her hands in the silk scarf binding, the position arched her back so that her buttocks were offered to the men. She wondered what was to happen next. She suddenly realized that Edward was acting out one of the fantasies that she had described to him. Would he act it out completely as she had described?
Her red skirt dress had ridden up so that the tops of her thighs were exposed at the back. Edward slowly drew up the dress and folded it over her back. Her ass cheeks and the skimpy red silk panties were exposed for all the men to see.
Edward pushed the stools supporting her knees apart so that the thin strip of silk covering her intimate area was fully on view and stretched tight. The men drew closer in, to view. The outline of her sex could be seen faintly through the slight bulge of the material. Rachel thought about what was happening, she knew she could, if she wished have objected to her treatment and got up and walked out. However she felt strangely relaxed and intrigued as to what was to happen next.
The taught strip of red material stretched between her spread buttocks was all that hid her intimate area from the gaze of the men. Then she felt Edward's hand on the waist elastic of her panties, surely he wasn't going to....? With an abrupt move he snatched at the material, she felt a sharp pain from the over-stretched elastic, then it gave way, he released the scrap of material and what was left slid down her left leg to the knee.
The men's breathing had become heavy as the took in the sight of the beautiful young woman with her buttocks spread wide open to their view. Edward caressed her outer vaginal lips gently, then his fingers became more insistent and penetrated her moistening vagina.