Many thanks to EroticWorm for all his hard work in editing.
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My name is Jack and something happened recently that I want to write about. But first, let me tell you a little about myself. I turned 18 right before we moved to our new neighborhood.
I'm fresh out of high school but I'm not sure what I want to do with my future yet. I'm in shape, but not a jock. I have a weight set at home which I work out with about three times a week.
We recently moved because my mom was recruited to work in the local Heating and Air Conditioning plant. She has a great reputation in management and the new company gave her an offer that she couldn't refuse.
My dad is a college professor and didn't have any trouble getting a new position with the local college.
The neighborhood we moved into was well establish and it didn't take long for the neighbors to start stopping by. There are only ten houses on our street and everyone seemed to be very friendly. They all were very close like they had some kind of special bond between them.
Mom was invited to join the women's Saturday card game. Their card game seemed to move from home to home every week. The women called their little get together the women's neighborhood secret club. They never talked about their weekly games to anyone but themselves.
Dad started to hang out with the guys on the block, who seemed to gather at Pete's house. Guess it was because the guy who lived there had a man cave with a pool table.
I went with him one night and figured out that the men didn't seem to know what their wives were up to. They would talk about them from time to time. I didn't pay much attention to them as I was busy playing pool.
I did meet one of the other men sons' - his name was Dave. He was two months older then me. We hit off quite quickly and started to hang with each other. I later met his older brother Jake who seemed to be very arrogant.
Dave told me what he knew about the womens' card games. From what he told me, it sounded more like a kind of club where the women got to live out their fantasy. Of course I had to ask, "So do their husbands' know and participate?"
"Yes, they all know, but they don't participate. They must agree to the fantasy their wife wanted cause if they don't, then the wife doesn't get to role-play her fantasy," said Dave.
"Sounds like you know a lot about this," I replied, sounding a bit surprised.
"No, not really. Just know some things from hanging out with my dad when the guys get together."
"So how does it work if the husbands' don't participate?"
"All I know is the women found some men who help them out."
"Well I really don't believe it. I think it's just a rumor someone started," I said, laughing.
"Believe what you want but I think it's true."
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We started getting settled in to our new home. Mom was enjoying herself on the weekends playing cards with the women. While Dad was having fun when the guys got together. I hung out with Dave from time to time looking for something to do.
One night when I got home, I heard my mom say "Look, I want to enjoy the whole womens' neighborhood secret club. Which means yes, I want to live out one of my fantasies."
"Sweetheart I don't approve of this. And besides, I need more information!" yelled Dad.
"Relax! It's just role playing. Sure, I'll really live out my fantasy but I won't know who any of the guys are. The men all wear masks and only Sue knows who they are. Plus, there'll be other members from our club there!" replied Mom, trying to justify her argument.
Dad didn't say anything, so Mom continued. "The other husbands don't seem to have a problem with it. Why don't you go talk to them?"
"I've heard them talk about it before. Are any of the other husbands involved?" asked Dad, a little frustrated with the issue at hand.
"No, not at all. The club has a guy they call. They tell him the fantasy that we want played out. We get to meet the main guy, but he'll be masked to keep his identity hidden. Then we both sign an agreement saying we won't call the police after it's done." said Mom, somewhat nonchalantly.
That's when I walked into the same room they were in and Dad looked at me then at Mom. "I'll have to think about it." he said.
Mom just smiled and whispered into his ear: "As you think about it, remember I want to do it."
That's the last I heard them talk about it.
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I was with Dad over at Pete's when a few guys gathered around Dad and started talking. I moved over to see if I could hear what was going on.
As I listened in, I head that they were talking about the wives' club, telling him that all the other husbands were in support of it and were trying to convince him he should at least try it once.
They told him that who ever the guy was that helped the wives with their fantasy filmed it and gave the wife a copy. They then turned on the T.V. to show him an extract of one of the films.
When it came on, I couldn't make out any of the faces. Dad was told that all the faces were blocked out just in case the film got into the wrong hands. But, of course you would recognize your own wife, right?
In this short film the five women got spanked and then had to give four masked guys a BJ. Dad was informed that the fantasy depended on who the Person of the Day was.
The other four women went through it with them because of club rules. They watched a few more short films, but I don't think Dad was convinced.
A few more weeks went by before Dad asked me: "You want to go camping with me and some of the other guys?"
I told him: "Nah, I'd feel completely out of place with all you old guys."
He just laughed and said: "Well your Mom is going to be busy with a few other wives this weekend. Got any plans?"
I thought about it for a minute. "I was planning on going back to the old neighborhood to hang out with Tim."
Dad said: "Alright, but why not stay for the weekend since no one will be here?"
"Ok," I replied. I figured I would hang with Tim, but not stay at his place. I'd come home when I wanted to.
As I was getting ready to head out to Tim's, he sent me a text telling me he wasn't going to be around. I figured I would go see what Dave was doing.
Dave was doing some yard work. I called out: "Hey! What's going on?"
"Not much; hold on for a bit, though. Just about done here." he said, wrapping up his work.
"You want to play the DS-4?" I asked, not knowing what else to do.
"Sure, but let's head over to your place. Jake's here, and he's being more of an ass then normal."
"Sure," I said. "No one's home. Dad's off with some of the guys camping and Mom is busy with the wives club."
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We were down in the basement playing on the DS-4 when we heard some noises upstairs. Dave whispered: "Be quiet."
As we listened, we heard women voices. Looking over to Dave, I said: "Must be my Mom and the wives club. They must've moved their meeting here."
"They don't know we're here so lets be quiet." Dave replied. Then with a smirk he continued: "We might be lucky enough to see what happens in their meetings."
After a few minutes of listening to the women above us, it started to look like we were going to be disappointed. All they did was played cards and talk. Looking at Dave, I said: "Wow, their big secret is nothing happens. They're just playing cards."
Dave smirked, and said: "I think your right. They have all of their husbands fooled."
We put on some headphones so the women upstairs wouldn't know we were there and went back to playing on the DS-4.
A while later, we heard a big bang and a lot of shouting. Someone slammed the basement door open and two guys ran down the stairs. They were both masked and each had a gun pointed at us.
They didn't look real to me, but they were black and didn't have the color tip that toy guns had. So I took them as being real.
One of them came over and yelled: "Ok you two shits, upstairs!! NOW!!"
We walked up the stairs (or should I say pushed up the stairs). After getting to the top we were shoved into the living room where they had all the women lined up in a line, shoulder to shoulder.
I looked at the women and noticed there were five of them. I tried to see their faces to see if I recognized any of them. Dave and I were pushed very quickly and roughly to the end of the line that I didn't get a chance to recognize any of them other than my Mom.