My wife Sonia was begging my two buddies to convince me that I should allow her to come with us on our annual week long inter-island fishing trip in Rarotonga. She had been at me constantly for the last month and now she had resorted to co-opting my friends onto her side.
Sonia had just turned 28 and was a stunning 5'7", 110 lb. brunette although in her opinion her butt was too big and so were her 36D breasts. She said it just wasn't fair that she always got left behind while the boys got to have a good time together.
Tony and Kurt (my two closest friends) were laughing and telling my wife that I was too much of a stubborn prick for them to change my mind. They told her to ask me later that night once I was too drunk to say no, but they said that they had a condition for helping her convince me. My wife asked what it was and they said that she had to match them drink for drink.
Two hours later my wife was more intoxicated than she'd ever been in her life. We were teasing her about being a girl and not able to hold her liquor. She smirked and said she knew exactly how to hold her licker… By The Ears!
Sonia stood up and excused herself as she stumbled to the bathroom. As soon as she'd gone Kurt pulled out a little bottle of clear liquid and tipped a little into my wife's drink. I asked him what it was and he just grinned and told me to watch and see how my wife reacted after drinking it. I frowned and told him he'd better tell me what it would do or I was going to knock him out. He laughed and then proceeded to tell me that she would get so high that she'd do whatever we told her to do.
I told him he was full of shit, that there was no such drug that could produce that kind of state. He told me to wait and see for myself. Tony winked at me and told me that he had seen Kurt use it at nightclubs and that it definitely worked well.
Sonia came back and reaching for her glass, drank the whole lot in one gulp. 20 minutes later her speech became slurred and she was giggling like a little school girl at whatever we said as if it was the funniest thing in the world.
Kurt leaned forward and asked loud and clear, "Sonia, what is one of the kinkiest things you have ever done?"
My wife giggled and blushed and then told us that she'd let a total stranger raise her mini-skirt, reach into her panties and finger fuck her pussy while she was at a concert.
I was stunned, my "innocent as the driven snow" wife, who constantly whined about having to "have sex" with me, had let a total stranger play with her cunt. "What concert did this happen at?" I asked in disbelief.
