Over the next few weeks, I endured Joe talking explicitly about my wife and how he had enjoyed using her mouth. Now that the event was a memory, I had to live with the fact that this fucking asshole had given my wife's face a good fucking. At home, however, Beccy and I were fucking almost every night, talking dirty about what had happened. She often asked me the fuck her mouth hard, re-enacting the famous night, with my cock instead of Joe's stuffed down her throat. All in all, despite Joe's crowing, I was glad (as was Beccy) that it happened. It became all too obviosu that my wife enjoyed being exploited.
Nothing major happened for a while at work, although Pete was laid off, as were three other people in our office. Richard was good to his word, keeping me on after Beccy's performance. Then, one Friday afternoon, he upped the stakes...
After calling me to his office, he told me that Joe was moving to take over another department - a promotion - and that his job was available.
''I think you are the man for the job. Still, that wonderful blonde wife of yours could help your case again.''
Richard hadn't mentioned that night until now and I had no answer for him, only stumbling out the words , ''What? Ehm, wha...''
''Well, we're having a celebration at my place for Joe. Just a few select people. We could sure do with some entertainment. There will be me, you, Joe and a couple of bosses.''
Fucking hell. FOUR other men. However, the benefit was huge and I'd unlocked a side of Beccy I didn't know existed. I told him I'd phone him that evening.
Beccy was truly shocked...
''Jesus, I'm not sure honey. What if it gets out of hand?''
I told her I would be there but I also wasn't sure. With that, she took a deep breath and said, ''let's fucking do it.''
There followed a night of passionate love making, knowing that the following evening she'd have much more to contend with.
We turned up at seven to a wonderful house in a rich suburb of the town. Richard greeted us at the door, charming as usual, and led us into the main room.
There, sitting around on sofas and expensive seats, were three other men - Joe and two well tailored strangers. Both were in their late thirties I would imagine, with one of them strikingly handsome and the other more average in every way. Not that this mattered at all, as they were both equally entitled to fuck my young wife. This was going to be a bizarre night.
Joe crossed the room and, without as much as a hello, said, ''Triple Jack Daniels Beccy. You'll need it.''
An hour later and the talk has been very standard, Joe being very quiet indeed. Then Richard piped up.
''Beccy, why don't you slip out of that dress and we can get the party started.''
This was fairly abrupt. The room was deadly quiet as Beccy rose to her feet and slipped off her pink dress, revealing her naked body. I think that even took Joe by suprise. I didn't even know she hadn't wore underwear.
Joe was the first to approach her, grabbing her by the hair and pulling her into the middle of the sofa area. Nobody else moved. He pulled her head downwards, forcing her onto all fours, all the time using her hair to manouvre her as he saw fit. I could see a slight look of fear in Beccy's eyes. Last time, I am sure, was just a taster of what was about to happen tonight.
Joe let go of my wife only long enough to move towards her ass, which was now pointing towards the three other men, who had all gathered on the one sofa. He used his hands to pull her ass cheeks apart, exposing her tight hole to her masters. It was as if he was trying to force an elevator door open, as he pulled my wife apart. He released his grip only to reign down on her ass with a series of slaps, each one gaining in velocity until he was truly giving her reddening skin a battering. While doing this, he looked smugly at his friends, who smiled back at him in a similar fashion.
''Jim,'' he said, ''why don't you move to the sofa with the other guys so you can see what we can see?''
Some how, I don't think I had much choice, so moved to the edge of the sofa, which I could only really sit on the arm-rest, as it was already packed by horny men about to use and abuse my wife.
Joe started to stick his fingers into Beccy's arsehole, first one, then two, then three, which he hammered in and out of her as hard as he could, using his other hand to continue slapping her raised ass cheeks. He pulled her round by the hair to face her owners, then feed her his fingers. I watched as my wife sucked her own ass juices from Joe's newly promoted fingers. Was it all worth it? Judging by the hard cock in my trousers, the answer had to be yes.
One of our new aquiantences couldn't handle it any more, standing up and hastily stripping off, much to Richard's amusement.
''Looks like Jack is going first!" he giggled, as he made his way towards Beccy, who was now suffering Joe's three fingers back inside her ass. Jack fell to his knees and Beccy swallowed his cock...
Maybe Joe had briefed him as he started hammering her mouth, pulling at her hair as his balls slammed against her chin. I reckon he was only about five and a half inches in length, but it was enough to fill my dirty bitch's mouth quite nicley. As this went on, all of the men started to remove their clothes, although I couldn't work out how all four of them were going to all fit inside Beccy. Richard told me to sit back and enjoy, and Beccy would deal with me last.
With that, he knelt beside Beccy, reached below her and started to pinch and pull at her lovely tits. She flinched as he did so, but had no choice but to stay were she was and try to accomodate jack's cock in her mouth and joe's fingers in her ass.
It was at this stage that our other new friend - the taller, attractive one, removed his boxer shorts to reveal a think, monster cock. It was like Joe's in length but was at least an inch thicker.
Jack was starting to grunt and moan as he fucked Beccy's mouth. I could tell he was getting ready to explode, as could Joe, who looked up and said, ''Don't worry Jack, she'll clean you up with her mouth once she's choked on your cum.''
That was the signal Jack needed, as his shoulders relaxed and he let go of his load down my wife's throat. That was the cue for the other men to stop what they were doing, as Joe ordered her to clean Jack completely. She started to lick his cock and balls, like she had that night in the office. Joe then barked, ''and what about his asshole, Beccy. It's your fault it's sweaty. Clean it bitch!''. .I knew from talking to Beccy that this was the only part of our office adventure that she wasn't keen on, but here she was, bent below a stranger licking his entire ass crack. Still, Joe wasn't happy.
''Lie on the ground!''
She did without protest.
''Now, Jack, sit on her pretty face and make her do the job properly. Phillip, show her what a real cunt fucking is like...
Jack lowered his open asshole onto Beccy's waiting mouth, only lifting slightly to let her breathe when he felt her panic. Phillip, meanwhile, placed a cushion under her spanked ass and began to rub his trunk against her pink, wet, bald pussy lips. She was being abused at one end, being forced to lick out a strangers asshole, while being teased by a massive cock at the other. When Jack finally moved over to the couch to recover, Joe ordered her back on all fours, assuming his place in front of her face.
Richard remained at the side, returning to his ritual bullying of her tits and nipples. This must have been his thing.
Joe held her face roughly, as Phillip started to ease his inches inside her little slutty cunt. I watched in amazement as my wife began to be stretched wider than she ever had been before.
All the time Joe called her names and made her verbally abuse herself, as he grabbed her face.
''Tell your husband what you are''
''A slut,'' she wimpered. which made him squeeze her face tightly and use his other hand to yank at her hair.
''Ask Phil to fuck you and tell him you want to be abused. Do it properly or you will fucking suffer...''
Even for Joe this was getting serious and I could sense Beccy was feeling truly threatened for the first time, although her lust was overruling almost everything else.