My hot wife, Maggie, is normally a very demure, Southern lady. However she does have an inner slut which she only allows to emerge on rare occasions. When she does express her sexy and sensual side, we usually have MMF threesomes and occasionally some small group encounters. We usually restrict our (her) activities to carefully selected "strangers" but she does have a couple of lovers that we have known for a while.
One thing we have not done (except on one rare occasion) is to allow her inner slut to be revealed to friends or professional colleagues. That would be embarrassing for her and possibly compromise my profile and reputation in the business community.
For the last ten years I have been doing volunteer law enforcement work. I graduated from a Citizen's Police Academy and receive annual law enforcement training the same as professional police officers receive.
As a volunteer police officer, we go on road patrol, work special events such as parades and concerts, and assist in DUI roadblocks and other typical law enforcement duties. I have been associated with a county sheriff's department for several years and have developed a fraternal camaraderie with a number of officers including the Sheriff and several members of the command staff. As a senior sergeant I work with the Lieutenant (we call him L.T.) who manages the Reserve Unit, Special Operations and the SWAT unit.
Lt. Brad Collier is a former Army Ranger and is still very fit. He is a nice looking fellow at about 6 feet, 2 inches tall, sandy blonde hair and an athletic physique. He is a college graduate and is highly self-confident. In fact, you might even call him cocky. Sometimes I really like the guy and sometimes I think he is just a self-centered, egocentric prick.
My wife can be a bit of a tease and she has flirted shamelessly with LT at Christmas parties, open house events and other events open to spouses or the public. He is not married and has been divorced for five years. It was obvious he liked the package my wife was wrapped in. She is 5 feet, 4 inches tall, weighs about 120 and has 39 D breasts perched on a petite frame. She has dark hair, brown eyes, tan skin year round (Native American roots) and shapely, athletic legs.
She is basically a hot wife and is extraordinarily sexy even when she is not trying to be. However, when she gets horny or is feeling slutty, she is smoking hot and can be a bit of a tease. On previous occasions I had asked her if she thought LT was good looking. She always giggled and said she thought he was cute but not particularly good looking. However that did not stop either one of them from flirting with each other at parties, many times right in front of me. I always laughed it off knowing that if Maggie was truly interested in getting together with him, she would tell me.
The Sheriff was recently re-elected to a fourth term and decided to have an agency party. All deputies and their spouses were invited to his rural farm which featured a lovely open home and plenty of privacy around it.
The weather was cool as it was late fall and the party was fun. Police officers are among the heartiest partiers on the planet. Drinks were flowing and the mood was light and easy because of the successful re-election campaign.
The Sheriff's home sits on about 13 acres and is a large, two story house with a large porch that wraps all the way around the house. In the back there is a large outdoor cooking grill and one of the officers had donned a chef's hat and was grilling a variety of meats.
A couple of the deputies had brought some Tennessee Moonshine, a clear, strong liquid with a potent alcoholic kick. There was also plenty of beer and a margarita machine. It was a great party.
Around 10:30 I noticed that Maggie was nowhere to be seen. I looked around the lower level of the home and then walked out to the porch where I had last seen my wife. I was not necessarily concerned but did start to wonder where she was and what she was up to. She is a smart, strong woman and I know she can take care of herself. However, she had consumed several glasses of wine and that does tend to reduce her inhibitions.
I went back outside to check the porch where there was no sign of Maggie. As I walked back in to the large living room I saw Lieutenant Collier, who we sometimes referred to as BC (his initials). He came down the stairs and walked towards me with a huge smile on his face while extending his hand.
I shook his hand and he leaned in to whisper in my ear. "I just fucked your wife."
He stepped back smiling. I am sure I had a shocked look on my face. He leaned back in again, still gripping my hand. "And I'm going to fuck her again."
I pulled my hand back and looked him squarely in the eyes. "Where is she?"
He rolled his eyes upward and said, "Last time I saw her she was in the bathroom upstairs at the end of the hall." I looked at him as malevolently as possible and took off up the stairs.
I instinctively moved towards the end of the hall where the bathroom door was closed. I heard the toilet flushing as I tapped lightly on the door. "Maggie, Honey are you in there?"
I pushed the door open to find Maggie sitting on the toilet with her head in her hands. She looked a bit disheveled and in a state of mild shock. I took her in my arms and said, "What happened?"
She collapsed in my arms sobbing lightly. "I don't know what happened."
I pushed her away and looked into her eyes. "LT told me he fucked you. Did he?"
Maggie shook her head. "Yes, he did. I'm still not sure what happened." I asked her to start from the beginning and tell me everything.
"I came upstairs to use the bathroom. I was sitting on the toilet when the door suddenly burst open and Brad just barged in. I was right in the middle of relieving myself and I started to protest when he leaned down and kissed me. He also stuck his hand between my legs while I was still urinating. He started playing with my clit while he pushed his tongue down my throat."
