My wife Shelly and a friend stopped at a very nice club down town after a meeting a few weeks ago. She didn't get home until after five in the morning. But could not remember anything from the night before. She woke up in her car outside of the place in the back lot. She wore all her clothes but she said the blouse was miss buttoned. It worried her because she knew it hadn't been.
I am Shelly's only lover and she is mine. She called her friend Anna who she had been with and she was home. She said Shelly had dropped her off at her apt about 11:30pm.
My wife is 32 and her friend is 24. Anna is known to be just a bit wild. And Anna dates one of the bartenders at this club they were in. There are 3 young men who bartend there at night and they are very good. And all three are young black men.
My wife was upset about several things. The first was not remembering anything about the night and waking up in the car. The second was her blouse buttons being off. And her crotch was very wet and sticky.
"You think you had sex with someone?"
"Oh God David, that wouldn't have happened would it?"
"Would your friend have set you up for her boyfriend?"
"You don't really think that might of happened do you?"
"Shit I don't know Sweetheart? Do you think someone fucked you?"
"To be honest I do."
"The black bartenders at the club?"
"Oh God do you think they all three fucked me?"
"All three or just one does it really matter?"
"I guess it really doesn't,but I was very proud you are my only lover."
"You don't remember any of it so you really haven't been fucked yet."
"What do you mean yet?"
"I think we need to know what happened and if you were raped. Plus, you need to know if Anna set you up for them to fuck you. Then what we do about it is up to you?"
"How do you think we can find out?"
"Well you have another meeting next week at the same place. Is Anna going to go with you?"
"Yes, I think she is. Why do you ask?"
"Well if you two stop back for drinks after the meeting again we can see if they want you again?"
"What do you mean David, how can we do that?"
"My guess is they drugged you. There is a date rape drug I hear. Something new that blocks the memory, but doesn't knock you out. So the woman fucks like she knows what she is doing and wants to but she can't remember it happened."
"You think I might have acted like a whore and fucked him or them like I wanted to?"
"That is exactly what I think may have happened."
"And if I did that? What are the odds they filmed me doing it?"
"I would say very, very high. That's why I think we need to see if you did it and why?"
"Yes, David I believe you are right we have to find out."
The night before her meeting the next day we put our heads together to talk about what and how to conduct herself the next night. As we talked I made some suggestions. A short skirt. Not too short but short enough and no panties. And no bra.
"David do you think that is a good idea?"
"Shelly where do you think we need to go with this to prove it happened?"
"I a, I am not sure?"
"Shelly if, it happened, we need it to happen again to see if it did."
"You mean if they fucked me before I need them to do it again?"
"That is the way it looks to me yes, if it did happen before?"
"Good God I am going to be a whore."
"It is not your fault Honey. I am going to book a room there for tomorrow night and I will hang around and watch. It won't be easy but I will try to keep an eye on you. Try to keep an eye on your drinks. But you won't catch it I will just need to see if you leave or they take you somewhere."
"Okay Sweetheart just be careful they could be dangerous?"
Shelly kissed me as I left for work the next morning and she was getting ready for the meeting.
"David, if what we think happened did? Are you going to try to stop them this time or let them take me?"
