A Little Marital Difficulty Pt 02

Dinner over with, the dessert plates were cleared away while the men passed the port. Bill called for a toast "Gentlemen! To the night ahead" to which Bob replied, "all four of 'em" The others laughed and I joined in as I was obviously supposed to do. I then slumped back in my chair as if I was asleep. At that moment the four girls walked back into the room, each going to their dessert partner and sitting on their laps. Jane sat on Bob, threw her arms around his neck and kissed him passionately. Ann sat with me expecting me to be out of it with the drug and not expecting anything from me.

Bill broke away from Carol and addressed the group. "OK everyone I have the master bedroom with Carol, Bob has the bedroom opposite with Jane and John and Mary are in the back bedroom. In one hour the ladies will move one bedroom clockwise. Whoever is leaving the back bedroom comes down stairs to babysit Ray while the last babysitter goes to be with Bob. Don't expect much out of Ray, but if he wakes up, let him think he's been screwing you. That way he shouldn't cause any trouble. Right, can I ask the guys to help me move Ray to the couch while Ann gets him naked.

Up to that point there had been no move from Jane to show that this was not what she wanted to do, so it looked like she was getting ready to fuck all of these guys over the next 4 hours. The way it was arranged she would spend the last hour down with me and would be with me when I was supposed to wake up. Fuck that for a game of soldiers. I had heard enough. Time to put a spanner in the works and "piss in their chips" as an old army friend of mine used to say.

I suddenly stood up, much to everybody's surprise. "Jane, where the fuck do you think you are going?" I said with some venom in my voice. Jane obviously ready for the porking she was about to get from Bob was not expecting this and was a bit lost for words. "Bob and I are off to bed" she replied quietly", but Ann is with you for the hour, just as arranged, so you will be fine" I looked at everybody with an expression that I might attempt some extreme violence with anybody who intervened. "And what in our long and happy marriage have I ever said or done that makes you think even for a second that I would go along with wife swapping"?

She looked at me with a flustered and puzzled expression. "But Ray, that's what we came here for, that's what this dinner was all about" Jane cried. Bob had decided he had had enough of this so started to manoeuvre Jane out towards the door. He was much the same height as me, but 18 years in the army, most with Airborne Forces and regular trips to the gym made me much fitter than he was, and I was ready for him. I moved quickly to block the door and looked daggers at him "Where are you going with my wife asshole" I challenged him. I saw him take a half pace backwards at the same time moving behind Jane. I took Jane by the hand and said gently, Get you coat babe, we are leaving.

It was then that Jane tried to fight back. "Ray, don't you dare embarrass me in front of my friends. I don't want to go home yet. Why don't you join in and enjoy yourself. You will get three new pussies to fuck if you join in". I looked at her and decided it was time to go nuclear. Right all of you. I have no idea why you would think I would stick my cock in any of these whores so I am going home. Jane you have the chance to come with me now. If you do not, you will not ever come home again. I will start divorce proceedings in the morning. Now, to you other creeps. If Jane stays I will assume she will fuck you all after I've gone. You will be doing that certain in the knowledge that I am against it and your actions will destroy my marriage. I will therefore make it my mission in life to make sure you spend the rest of your sorry lives in wheelchairs being fed through a tube. Do I make myself clear?

Bill was a little upset and tried to reason with me. That was a mistake on his part and before he knew it he was sprawled on his couch with blood pouring from his nose. Mary screamed and ran to him. John called me a bastard and tried to jump me assisted by Bob, who seemed to find courage in numbers. I kicked a chair in front of John and as he fell over it I delivered a punch to the back of his neck. At the same time side stepping Bob and propelling him into the wall by the door. Bob collapsed and I gave him a good kick in the crutch to keep him there. John tried to get up. He shouldn't have done that. I hit him with an empty wine bottle. The army teaches you that anything can become a weapon if handled the right way.

By now the room was in uproar. The girls were screaming, the men groaning and Jane was curled up in a corner weeping. I grabbed her and pulled her to her feet shouting at her to get her coat and wait outside. I then pulled Ann to me by her hair and told her very forcefully that I wanted the bottle of whatever it was they tried to drug me with. I was still calm inside but gave the expression that I was out of control. That tends to intimidate those who you are fighting, again army training. Ann actually pissed herself in fright and pulled the small bottle out of her purse. I pushed her back into a chair and made it quite clear that any attempt to call the police would end badly for them. Even if the cops didn't believe they had tried to drug me, and I was in jail, they could expect a visit from some of my ex-army pals who would act as my proxy and beat the living shit out of all of them.

I left them crying and groaning, took hold of Jane roughly by her arm and dragged her out to the car

We drove home in silence.

Once home I told Jane that I would talk to her in the morning when she was sober. She was to sleep in the spare room. I was not in the mood for argument and made it clear that if she tried to contact those scumbags or leave the house, I would throw her out and divorce her in a heartbeat. I was incandescent that she had gone along with all that shit that had almost cost us our marriage, and might even do so yet if things went the wrong way. I pushed her into the spare bedroom, slammed the door shut and went downstairs for a drink. That was the first whisky of the night for me, and God, I needed it.

I spent an hour or so downstairs before going up to bed, before entering the bedroom that was ours until a little while ago I listened at the door of the spare bedroom. All I heard was Jane crying the cry of absolute despair.

Next morning I was up at 6 am as I usually am, I completed the "Four S's" ( shit, shower shampoo and shave for those non-military folk), and was dressed by 6.30 I made a light breakfast and coffee and at 7.am went to get Jane. I was not feeling well disposed to the bitch. It looked like she was setting me up so she could fuck those three assholes and try and subvert me into agreeing with it. How on earth could she have agreed to that crap, and even right up until my "miraculous" recovery seem to be going along with it, even looking forward to it. Needed answers and I needed them now.

I busted into her room slamming the door open and shouting at her to get the fuck out of bed and get her shit together, much like the old Sergeant Major I once was. I threw the duvet off her and gave her 30 seconds to move her sorry ass before I threw the bucket of ice water over her. I would have done it too and she knew it, so she scrambled out of bed and staggered to the bathroom. I told her I wanted her showered and dressed down in the kitchen in 15 minutes. In fact she took twenty minutes, but I had to cut her some slack.

Up till now I had acted the hard man. Now I needed to be soft. You never shout and scream at an interrogation, those Gestapo methods don't work. People tell you what they think you want to hear, not the truth. Jane came down to a fresh cup of coffee and her favourite breakfast. I sat her down and told her we needed to talk. I needed to know everything about how last night had been put together, whose idea it was, who arranged it and why on earth she went along with it. It was important that she told me everything from right at the start along with names dates and places. Nothing was to be left out, not even the smallest insignificant detail. Experience in Afghan, Iraq and half a dozen other places I can't talk about had taught me that often the small details put everything together. I have to tell you I was worried shitless. My intervention the night before had stopped her from being fucked by those bastards, but what if she had already succumbed and was going back for seconds. That might explain why she was nervous last night. She might have been frightened that I might act as I eventually did once she got going. If that was the case she was done and would be out on her ear. I prayed that was not what happened. I would soon know.

I stayed silent until she finished eating, then I began. Jane had a bad hangover. That was good as I didn't want her feeling too comfortable. I needed the truth and as she talked I was looking for inconsistences in her story. I had set up a recorder so I could play back what was said if I needed to go over it a second or third time. I told her that if I caught her out in a lie it would mean the end of our marriage, and if it came to divorce because of what she had planned and done I would destroy her. If however, she came clean and told me everything there was a chance we could stay together, if that's what she wanted. She could of course tell me to fuck off at any time. I would stop listening at once and she would have 30 minutes to pack and leave the house before I threw her out. If that happened we were done and there was no going back. It was up to her.

I left her to think for a few minutes then came back into the kitchen and asked what she wanted to do. She said she would tell me everything. Well at least that was the first hurdle over. She told me that it went back about 3 months. Mary and Bill had been to a party where they met Bob and Ann. They had all drunk too much and Mary didn't have a firm memory of much of the night. She woke up in bed with Bob and was told Bill was in the next room fucking Ann. She was still feeling mellow and accepted what she was told without comment. Bob threw back the duvet and she saw he had a cock much bigger than Bills. Bob was getting hard and told her he was going to fuck her again. (Again? That meant he had fucked her sometime in the night). It looked like it was too late to argue, and he did have a beautiful cock. Not only that but her bastard husband of hers was next door shagging the ass off of Ann, so why not?

Bob not only fucked her, but she loved it, moving excitedly and enthusiastically from one position to another, stopping to suck his big cock as best she could in between. His length and girth gave her sensations that Bill never had, and never could. She orgasmed again and again. Then finally, Bob came deep in her and she felt spurt after spurt of hot cum shooting into her womb. The feeling sent her into another orgasm she couldn't believe how good she felt.

Bob kissed her, rolled off and told her he was going to reclaim his wife. With that he walked naked out of the room. A few minutes later, Bill walked in just as naked with a small string of cum hanging from his cock. He must have been still fucking Ann when Bob interrupted him. Mary could hear Ann moan and her bed headboard start to bang against the adjoining wall. By the sound of it Bob was busy reclaiming his wife. Mary opened her legs and arched her back lifting her ass and pussy of the bed inviting Bill to do what Bob was doing next door. Bill plunged straight in without resistance as her pussy was still full of Bobs cum.

Half an hour later she staggered to the shower having been fucked by two men in the previous hour. She had never been so decadent before and she felt wonderful.

A few days later Mary confessed everything to Carol. She was not in the least surprised as she had introduced Ann to Mary in the first place and had already sampled Bobs wonderful cock on several occasions. That began a series of events that led to Mary being double teamed by Bob and Bill, and then made "airtight" by Bob, Bill and John. Mary had never felt so alive and vibrant. Even a month before she would never have believed she would open her legs for another man, but there she was on hands a knees, with Bob in her pussy with his wonderful cock while Bill fucked her in the ass and John came in her mouth all at the same time She felt wonderful and the sensations were out of this world. Likewise, the three boys did the same for Carol and Ann. The girls were in fuck heaven and were getting more cock than they ever thought possible in ways they would never have imagined.

It was Mary who brought up to Ann and Carol that she would like to bring Jane into their group if it could be arranged. Carol agreed at once, but Ann had never met Jane and needed to know more before agreeing. Mary and Carol pulled out photos and videos taken over the last two year on the beach or at pool parties or girls nights out. They also talked about me, Jane's husband. Jane told me that Mary and Carol were more than complimentary about my physique and strength. They had seen me help Bill remove a tree stump from Mary's back garden last summer and had watched me working in just shorts and work boots. Both Mary and Carol agreed that as they were already being fucked by three men, they would love to make it four as long as I was the fourth.

Mary volunteered to speak to Jane and try and talk her into joining their slut group with Carol backing her up as necessary. Without delay Mary phoned Jane and made arrangements for the three of them to go to lunch in town. They met up for a good lunch and a bottle of wine or two and once fed and watered Mary began. Jane could not believe her ears. How could her best friend, who she had known almost forever be doing such disgusting things? Not only doing them, but seeming to enjoy doing them, and thirsting to do them again? What kind of man would not only allow, but encourage his wife to do these things with other men, and then join in?

Carol joined in with Mary supporting her and saying that since she had met Ann and Bob she had never felt so alive. Her sex life with John had exploded and now she could find herself being fucked all over the house by John at any time of the day. Only yesterday Bob and Ann had come to visit, and Bob chased her all around the house before catching her, pulling down her panties and fucking her from behind while she was bent over the kitchen table. While this was going on, Ann was riding Bills cock cowgirl style in the lounge. Mary agreed that she had done similar things with John when he had come over to borrow some power tools from Bill.

Mary and Carol pleaded with Jane that she and I should join them that she would experience wonderful things and that Bobs cock was the biggest either had ever seen and the feeling each of them felt as is slid inside them was unbelievable. Mary said the first time he did her, she thought he was so big he would push through her guts and into her throat and when he came, he came so hard she thought it would come out of her nose and ears. Carol agreed, he had a huge and beautiful cock and Jane just had to experience it.

All the time Mary and Carol showed photos taken on their phones while the three couples were fucking. There was Mary with John's cock up her ass while sucking Bill, then there was Carol waving at the camera while she bounced on Bobs cock, then Bob laying on the bed with a huge erection while the girls lay behind him licking and sucking it in turn.

Slowly Jane was overcome with the pure lust and sexiness of it all. Both Mary and Carol convinced Jane that it was just sex and they did it for fun. They still loved their husbands and nothing would change that, but the naughtiness of fucking somebody else while your husband watched and fucked the other guy's wife at the same time was something that had to be done to be believed.

Jane was not convinced, but over the next week or so began to change her mind. Maybe she and I could join in just once just to see, maybe just to watch the others to see if what they said was true.

Maybe, maybe, maybe! She knew that I had been true to her throughout our marriage, and I had never shown any interest in other women. She knew how much I loved and protected her, getting her out of more than one difficult situation over the years. How could she convince me to let her fuck Bob and yet not let it affect our marriage and future together?

Rather than coming to me and talking about it as we always did about everything, she decided the best thing was to set up a dinner party and get me railroaded into a situation I couldn't back out of. It was Mary's idea to change partners at each course so that Bob would be with Jane at the end of dinner. Carol knew that Ann had some "E tabs" which she swore removed all inhibitions. She would slip one into my drink before dinner, and by the end of it, I should be so compliant, I would agree to anything and happily watch everybody in the street fuck Jane if they wanted to.

It took another two weeks to refine just how everything was to go. Bob, Bill and John were more than willing to help make it happen as both John and Bill told Jane they had the hots for her and looked forward to finally fucking her. At first Jane was only going to go for Bob she told me. (As if that wasn't bad enough) but as the plan expanded she accepted that I was to be drugged and left in the lounge while the other three men took a bedroom each. The girls would spend an hour with each man in turn rotating from one room to the next and each in turn sitting with me in case I woke up early. Bob said I would be out for over 3 hours, so as long as Jane was with me when I came round, I could be convinced that I had fucked Jane and Jane had only fucked me. I would be none the wiser and our attempt to watch the swingers would end in anti-climax. Jane would be home free.

It took Jane over an hour to tell me everything. Now and then I would softly ask for clarification of a point or ask a question a different way to see if I got the same answer. Jane wept throughout understanding now how close she had come to committing adultery, and with 3 different men to boot. But it couldn't be denied that while none of this was her idea, she was complicit and had assisted in the planning. While she only intended to fuck Bob to try his magnificent weapon to see if what Carol and Mary said was true, she eventually agreed to fuck all three of the husbands in some sort of a perverted gang bang. Not only that, but she agreed that I would be drugged so she could do it.

Finally she stopped talking and sagged into her chair as if the life had drained out of her. She was exhausted emotionally and physically. Her head still thumped from the effects of her hang over and she felt awful. I asked her if it was all worth it and she collapsed in tears again. She couldn't speak and just shook her head.

I stayed silent for some minutes before telling her that I needed to digest what she had told me and decide what I was going to do. Our marriage was hanging by a thread. How was she going to explain this to the kids and her parents if we divorced and all this came out? If a divorce did happen, I would be merciless and do whatever I could to destroy her as she would have destroyed me and our happiness by her stupidity. She would have to find somewhere else to live as the house would be sold. She would have to get a job as sure as hell she wouldn't get a penny out of me no matter what the judge said. I could easily disappear and become "the grey man" and nobody would find me. I had spent several of my years in the forces doing just that in countries around the world watching terrorist cells and from time to time quietly causing one or two of them to disappear. I still had contacts who could provide new names passports and identities, and there were at least 3 legends I could adopt if I had to. She knew that, but not who, where and how it could be done.