Last week I attended my wife's high school reunion with her. It was a small crowd with maybe 50 people, most of which were female. I ended up sitting at the bar next to a guy named Jeff. Turns out neither of us were really up for the reunion scene, so we chatted for a couple of hours. Seemed harmless at the time and it was better than hanging out with a large group of drunk 40-ish females.

On the way home my wife mentioned that I was the subject of much discussion throughout the night. She explained that Jeff was the "gay" guy from their school and they were all watching us to see if anything would happen. I promised nothing happened and that we talked about sports. She was still tipsy when we got home and wanted to fool around. She began to talk about Jeff and how she would like to watch the two of us together. Surprised by this comment, I asked what she meant. She clarified that it would be "hot" for Jeff and I "mess around." It was clear she was not going to give this up, so I played along with it assuming that in her current state she would forget about it by morning. I was relieved when she did not mention it at all the next day.

Last night we went out to our favorite spot and sitting at the bar was Jeff. Odd coincidence, but it is a relatively small town. We said hello and went to our table. After we ordered, I excused myself to the restroom. When I came back, Jeff was seated at our table. As I approached, Jeff and my wife were whispering and laughing in my direction. Jeff ended up eating dinner with us that night. When Jeff excused himself, my wife said "it's going to happen." Then she whispered in my ear, "Jeff is going to fuck you tonight." Wait, I am the straight guy. What does she mean that he is going to fuck me? My wife reminded me of the times in our marriage when she agreed to doing things to please me and I had promised to reciprocate. She insisted that Jeff come home with us and at least "play around" with each other. She was right...she had slept with other men and women at my encouragement, so I could at least let him touch me.

That is not how it went. As soon as we walked in the door, my wife took over. She commanded me to undress and then to undress Jeff. It was me on my knees with his dick in my mouth. Jeff was shoving his dick down my throat and holding the back of my head so I could not back away. After a few minutes of this, I felt Jeff tense up and suddenly warm liquid was filling my throat and mouth. I was in shock, but also relieved that it was over.

But it wasn't. I became aware that my wife had inserted at least two fingers in my ass and it felt good. However, she was just preparing me to take Jeff's cock in my ass. He made me lube his dick and then had me on all fours. He mounted me quickly and slowly began to slide into me. It must have taken five minutes of excruciating pain for him to get completely inside of me. I could not even move.

Eventually he started moving back and forth. The pain had subsided and I was trying not to enjoy it at this point. Then my wife noticed that I was actually pushing back into Jeff and almost begging to be fucked. At this point she started mocking me…telling me she knew it all along. This time Jeff took about five minutes until he came inside of me. They both left me lying on the floor with his cum oozing out of my ass.
Jeff slept in our bed with us last night. He fucked my wife for his first heterosexual experience since high school. I was forced to cleanup his cum while he fucked me again. I'd like to tell you this was a one-time thing and things are going back to the way they were before, but I cannot stop thinking about the feeling of being used in front of my wife and taking another man's cum twice.