This story actually happened and is a follow up to "WIFE BUYS IN - A CAUTIONARY TALE". Obviously, some minor details were changed to protect the identities of those involved. Also, apologies in advance for the length of this. I tend to have "verbal diarrhea" and get very descriptive at times. Lastly, as I've seen on many stories here, there are many trolls on this site. Feel free to spew negativity in the comments, but that won't change anything. Enjoy a story from my life....
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In my previous true story, "Wife Buys In - A Cautionary Tale", I described my wife Jen and I (Sam) and our first foray into the Hotwife / Stag-Vixen Lifestyle, and how it didn't go as I had planned or envisioned.
After the events in the previous story, our sex life got back to "normal". Although the concept of an MFM threesome and seeing my wife fucking someone else was still hot, both Jen and I were happy to not revisit it just yet. I did though, masturbate often to the audio of Jen and Kevin fucking and Jen and I even played the audio during our own lovemaking. I loved hearing the slapping sounds of Kevin's dick slamming into Jen's pussy and the moans and gasps that Jen made, but we kept it at that.
Fast forward a few months and I was sent on a business trip to the Middle East and Jen accompanied me. The business meetings part was only a few days and was scheduled for right after Christmas, so we extended the trip a little and spent a week there so that we can enjoy the New Year celebrations
The country we went to was a religious Muslim country that didn't permit the use of alcohol and was very strict about the dress code for women, so Jen had to dress conservatively when touring and going outside with me. There was no real nightlife scene there because it was prohibited.
I went online trying to find some sort of "underground" party that Jen and I could go to on the weekend. After spending a long time searching, I found something advertised as an "adult party" with an open bar and an entry price that amounted to $20 per person - not a lot at all for what was advertised. I contacted the host, who turned out to be a nice guy named Ahmed, to find out more details and he explained that it was a swingers-type party, but there was no requirement to be naked or do anything, and that if we would attend and just watch, that would be fine as well. He also invited us to join a WhatsApp group for attendees of the party, which I signed up for.
I told Jen about the party and its concept. She was very unsure about whether or not she wanted to even attend but asked me to have her added to the group and she'll make a decision closer to the time.
The WhatsApp group was pretty lame, with a particular guy "Dr. Mo" often texting very sexual comments out of nowhere or posting sexual memes or gifs of what he hoped would happen at the party - lots of prom GIFs of women getting Double Penetrated, giving blowjobs, etc.. None of those posts made Jen want to go to this party and she was very much thinking that we would skip it.
We got to the country, had a great time touring and sightseeing and on the day of the party, we went to visit Jen's friend of a friend who was having a small New Year's Eve BBQ for her neighbors and friends, none of whom we knew. Jen told me beforehand that if the BBQ was nice, she'd rather stay there and enjoy it, and I agreed. I thought the party could be interesting but wasn't dying to go. Jen got dressed for the BBQ in a short black dress with short leggings underneath, so that if her dress rose up, nothing was exposed. She was also wearing a nice pair of heels. She looked incredibly hot and sexy.
The BBQ was nice but there were a bunch of kids, and it was a little boring. I didn't push Jen at all and waited until she told me that she thought we should leave. We called an Uber taxi which took forever to come and headed towards the party. In the Uber, Jen reapplied a little bit of makeup and took off her leggings, leaving her tiny thong on under her dress.
By the time we got to the party, it was close to 11:00 PM - 2 hours after the official start time of the party. We were the last to arrive, and the host - Ahmed, greeted us warmly and gave Jen a big hug and kiss on both cheeks. We made our way through the venue, which turned out to be Ahmed's home, and the house, which clearly was a home for his family, was tricked out as much as possible to have a party-vibe. Dark rooms with neon lights, a full bar with a bartender, music, and a large TV.
There were about 30 other people there, mostly couples and a few single guys. We were the only "non-regular" there, and only the 2nd American couple, the other couple being a 50'ish year old couple who moved to the Middle East from Tennessee.
Jen and I got drinks and were approached for conversation by a bunch of different people.