My husband Jim has been trying very hard to stay in school and get the grades necessary to graduate at the top of his class. He has had problems because his wife acted like such a slut with some of his classmates. Having to change schools in mid-stream is not the best idea at anytime.
It all started with an English assignment he had to do. It was supposed to be an erotic story, either real or fantasy. He had been bothered by it and had even mentioned it to me at one point. I wasn't too worried because he is very imaginative and I figured he would come up with something good.
One day he came home and a classmate was with him. Gary was a tall handsome guy and he was taken with me. I was nervous at first but Gary had a way about him that made me feel safe and comfortable. All of the compliments he paid me didn't hurt either.
Jim was breaking out of the rut he had gotten into and I was pleased that he was making some friends. I encouraged him and soon Gary would stop by quite often. I was beginning to look forward to his visits because he would get me hot with his comments to me about how I was looking or how hot I was. He was usually careful to make sure Jim didn't hear the sexier over toned ones.
Jim had finished his story, and I never got to see it. One day, it was a Friday I think, Gary stopped by in the morning. He had something important to talk to me about that involved Jim. I let him in and offered him some coffee. We talked for a bit then he got to the point of his coming over.
"Jim wrote a pretty hot story Kate, and I thought you should know, if you don't already. I think it is about his greatest fantasy and it involves you."
I was curious. Jim hadn't mentioned anything about it and I hadn't really pushed him about it. He would get funny acting and then change the subject. I knew that it had been a very hard story for him to write.
"What do you mean it involves me Gary? Jim hasn't told me anything about it at all so I don't know what it is about."
At this point Gary produced a copy of Jim's story. It was well written, but I was not expecting it to be what it was. Jim had written about 'His deepest, darkest fantasy' and as I read the story I realized that he hadn't ever even so much as hinted at any of the things he was writing about in it.
Gary was sitting next to me on the couch as I read it and he was quiet, watching me for a reaction I suppose. I finished it and started it over again. I was stunned and couldn't believe that Jim would want to see or experience all of this stuff he had written about.
"I can't believe that Jim would want me to be raped by a gang of men and then to have me go off with them like a captive slave. Where would he have come up with such thinking?"
"Kate, I don't know why, but I do know that there are many men out there who want or actually do see their wives have sex with other men, and even groups of men. It turns them on, probably because they need to verify their choice in women and the one they have. Or maybe it is the out of control feeling the situation gives them. I have seen sites on the internet that cater to this type of couple."
"People really do this? Are you kidding? I can't believe that Jim would want to see me have sex with other men, forced or not. Why wouldn't he have told me about this anyway?"
"Well, the way I see it Kate, Jim didn't want to tell you because he was afraid of you not understanding, or worse, leaving him because you would think it sick or perverted."
"Gary, don't you think that this is a little too far out? I mean Jim, wanting to see me with other men? Has he said anything to you about this fantasy of his?"
"I really shouldn't say Kate. Jim entrusted me with his secret and I probably shouldn't have even let you know as much as I already have."
I was still stunned, and Gary acted like he was betraying his best friend. I knew that he must have thought that he was doing Jim a favor by letting me in on it, but my reaction hadn't been what he expected I think. He looked like he had made a big mistake and was ready to run. I, on the other hand, had to know more.
If Jim wanted something like this and I knew about it I should probably try to do something to fulfill his fantasy. I was after all, in love with him and I wanted our relationship to be all it could be. I wouldn't want him to regret anything about me, or our marriage.
"Gary, you have gone this far you might as well tell me everything. I won't mention it to Jim, and then I can see what I could do to satisfy his fantasy."
Gary was still hesitant, but eventually I wore him down and he spilled his guts. As he told me how Jim wanted to watch me be taken and have sex with many men, I began to imagine what that would be like. Gary told me how Jim wanted to see me take on three men at a time, to be a real slut.
The more Gary went on the more I came to liking the whole thing. I had, in the past dreamed about having more than one man at a time. I had even had a few rape fantasies, not rough ones, but ones that ended up with enjoyment for all, including myself. Fantasies that I had never told Jim, for probably the same reasons he hadn't told me his.
Gary smoothly kept the conversation on Jim and his wishes. He even had comments that Jim had said in passing to him. If I had known what a bunch of lies I was being fed I would have ordered him out and never let him our place again. Gary was a very convincing and excellent liar though and I never suspected anything other than what he told me to be nothing but the truth.
"How would I give Jim his fantasy? I wouldn't know where to get men I could trust to not hurt me and to keep it quiet. I wouldn't know if I could even go through with such a fantasy to begin with. It is too bad that Jim won't tell me because we could probably get something worked up close to what he would want, if I felt safe and that he wouldn't leave me or get jealous or angry."
"Kate, Jim can't tell you because that would spoil the fantasy. He has mentioned to me a couple of times how he wished he could set something up but then it wouldn't be like a true surprise to him. As a friend I haven't said anything until now, but he is almost obsessed at this point. I felt that I should let you know so that you could do something before he goes over the edge."
"God, I want to give Jim what he wants if it means so much to him, but I don't know if I could act like such a slut. I don't even think that I could fuck someone else, let alone a bunch of men. Why hasn't he ever hinted or mentioned this to me?"
"Come on Kate, you are his wife and his love. How do you think he would feel if he told you and you went ballistic? He said once that his biggest fear was that you would find out and leave him because he was a pervert or something. Of course he wouldn't want you to get any inkling of his fantasy."
I wanted Jim to think that I could be his every fantasy. I wanted to give Jim everything I could. I was willing to try, but it was so much so fast. I had very mixed emotions about the whole thing. I knew that I had been raised up to be a 'good' girl and that sluts were very bad. I had been taught that married people should only have or want each other.
I also had been told from the time I was a very little girl that I should be a good wife and try to give my husband what I could. Not to hold back on him because that would be a negative that could overcome a good marriage and destroy the relationship. At the same time the husband was supposed to reciprocate to the wife the same things.
Jim had been the best husband to me and our sex life was great. We both gave and took and our love was deep. I had thought that Jim had given more to me than I had to him by a large margin. Because of those feelings, I finally decided to get Greg to help me to fulfill Jim's fantasy. If I had only known what a bunch of lies I was being so convincingly fed.
