"Hey Brian, your wife rang, said to tell you not to pick her up from work today and she'll be out when you get home."
"Oh, Um, OK Sheila; thanks."
"She said to get yourself something to eat and she'll be home later, said something about your birthday present. Didn't know it was your birthday Brian."
"Ah, no Sheila, that was last month love, don't know what Jenny's on about."
"Funny age Brian, both of you."
"Cheeky cow Sheila, I'll give you funny age when I get hold of you."
"Promises, promises Brian, always promises, hehe."
Brian began to think hard about this. Birthday present, what is the dippy woman on about, birthday present; hmm.
Brian and Jenny, a happy married couple to all observers, both in their early thirties, Brian 32, Jenny a year older, normal looking couple, nothing special about either of them really.
Brian well groomed and nice looking enough to tease the girls in the office but no handsome tart-pulling hunk, normal every day sort of guy.
Jenny a normal housewife, pleasant looking woman but no super model, well kept with no really bad points, most of Brian's male friends found her attractive enough to comment and wind Brian up some with lewd innuendo of things they'd like to do to Jenny. Well they all wound each other up in Brian's office, regularly.
"Hmm, birthday present." Brian whispered to himself as he checked the figures in front of him on his desk.
Brian and Jenny had gone through a bad patch in their marriage for a while a few months back, nothing too serious, not marriage threatening really.
The history of it was that Jenny was getting bored, so was Brian, no holiday this year, too busy, mind numbing routine normality had set in.
They had experimented a bit with their sex life to spice things up, started talking dirty in bed, confessing sins and fantasies to each other, mainly after a good hard bang, the time when one feels the most filthy minded strangely enough.
"Hmm, I wonder." Brian whispered and began thinking back, thinking hard, remembering that night, the night they had the big fall out.
Brian's mind drifted back to the vile conversation.
"That was nice darling, lovely hump, now then, talkie time, you first." Jenny had said.
"Jen you know what you were saying last time, you know about your fantasy, the one where you come home and I have some mates in for a drink." Brian said.
"Yes love."
"Well you never really told me too much did you, I mean I butted in with silly jokes and you nodded off to sleep before you'd finished." Brian urged.
"Oh yes you sod, you spoiled my fantasy with your silly jokes."
"Well, go on Jen, tell me, what happens next, I'm there with Ben, Trevor and Garry, we're all a bit drunk, what happens, what do you want to happen. Come on I'm intrigued?"
"Well OK, you won't take this too serious will you Brian? I mean this is fantasy I've never done anything like it before."
"Of course not, come on you're teasing now you devil."
"Well OK, basically, you and the guys are all a bit tiddled with the alcohol you know.
I come home from work or somewhere unexpected like and you all invite me to join you in the sitting room for a drink or two so I do.
I get a bit drunk with you all, you know and start flirting with the guys, unbuttoning my top to show my boobs and that, sitting opposite them flashing my pants and bum cheeks in a short skirt."
"You don't have a short skirt Jen, and you don't need to unbutton to flash those bloody great lobes, and those arse cheeks, beautiful round firm arse cheeks, do they all cum in their pants, I nearly do every time I see your arse. Hehe."
"You bastard, you're doing it again, ruining my fantasy, stop it."
"Sorry Jen, carry on, it's making me horny."
"Good you can shag me again later, it's making me horny too."
"You tart."
"Shut up Brian."
"Sorry"
"Anyway Brian, to the plot, hehe, you start getting hot with it all you know, all the sexy stuff I'm doing and you encourage the guys to flirt with me, you know telling them I'm easy and saying really dirty stuff about me, and that they can talk dirty if they want, you know, sex me up."
"Yes Jen."
"Well basically they start touching me and stuff while you aren't looking, you know touching my body, crafty squeeze of my boobs, stroking my bum and that, then you have to go to the loo, you're feeling sick."
"Mm'huh."
"Garry gets behind me and starts rubbing his hard dick against me all up my bum crack, Trevor gets in front of me and does it against my fanny with his hard dick at the same time, and Ben stands to one side reaching in feeling my tits. All talking dirty to me, telling me they want to shag me and stuff"
"Wow you dirty whore, then what? You're making me hard Jen, bloody hard."
"Well then we look round and you're standing watching us do all this from the doorway, and listening to what they're saying to me. You have your dick out and you're masturbating yourself watching the guys do it to me and sex me up. Then you just walk in and join in, you know messing about with me, pulling my skirt up so they can see my knickers and things like that."
"Go on, more, tell me more darling, gosh I never realised you were this horny."
"Oh Brian, you like this idea don't you, you dirty sod."
"No of course not, well it's a nice fantasy for you Jen, go on you sod tell me, what next, what happens next?"
"Well not much really, I mean you suddenly say, "OK boys you can all shag her if you want," and that's what happens like, you all get me and do me one after the other on the floor, in the sitting room. After you strip me like, you know naked, and yourselves, I mean that's all."
"That's all, that's bloody all, not much really, you tart, bloody hell Jen if that's not much I don't know what would be much, all shag you in the sitting room, bloody hell."
"Well you know what I mean Brian not really, not much, like that, but not much more to tell like, you know, that's the end of my fantasy."
"Hmm dirty woman, how long have you had fantasies about being gang banged like a slut?"
"No not gang banged as such, well yes, no, I mean with you there, only with you there Brian, not out on my own or anything getting it with strangers, not like a real slut."
"I should hope not you dirty woman, I'll have to keep an eye on you, and invite the boys round for a drink, hehe." Thank goodness it's only a fantasy, thought Brian.
"Don't you dare, I'll go all red and silly and look daft in front of them, they won't know what's going on. Come on you now Brian, a fantasy please, or maybe even a confession."
"Hmm, OK, let's see now, ah yes something I always wanted to tell you, right you ready for a big confession darling?"
"Yep."
"You sure, it's big and bad, and true."
"Go on you devil, I won't bite, and I've just told you the most vile fantasy I've ever had in my mind haven't I."
"OK Jen, umm right, I have a little confession to make, I've never told you before but we're more sort of liberated now aren't we Jen, we are aren't we love? Liberated like"
"Yes darling, go on."
"Well before we were married I used to do things I don't anymore like, but I would love to try again one day maybe, you Know sex things a bit well not sort of normal."
"Hey this sounds fun and kinky, go on Brian you dark horse."
"Well see Jen, I'm a bit bi-sexual, you know I like to play with men as well sometimes, well I used to I mean, well not men more sort of boys.
No fuck me what am I saying, not boys like young boys, but sort of teenagers 18 and that, nice tender young lads you know, nice hard almost virgin dick, nice tight little bum hole, you know, but legal age."
"Ugh you filthy bastard Brian, you're bloody queer."
"Hey come on Jen, it's not that bad, and no I aint gay, I couldn't get it up for an adult hairy arsed trucker like, just nice young men like, 18 to sort of 21 yr olds you know.
I never really got that heavy into it anyway, just sometimes if I found a lad that liked it a bit sort of bi-sexual or gay, well I'd do it with him."
"Sod you Brian, that's really fucking filthy, ugh sticking it up another guys butt and cock sucking him and that, don't you get any bloody ideas about ever doing it again."
"Oh come on Jen, fuck me 10 minutes ago you were dreaming about being humped all round the sitting room by three guys, well four including me, come on play the game."
"Sod off Brian, I don't like this game any more, don't tell me any more of your queer bloody fantasies, you shit stabber, and you never even moaned about me wanting to do it with other men, do you want me to be a slut, do you? You queer bastard."
"Hmm, yes, shit stabber, slut, bloody hell." Brian whispered to himself as he snapped out of his flash back thoughts.