I was woken by the ring of my mobile which was on the table next to the bed, I looked at the alarm clock, its' red display was telling me it was forty-five past two in the morning. I looked at the phone, it was the wife calling. She was out for the evening with a couple of friends, all the same type, happy when being wined dined danced, and fucked but not always in that order. However, two of the three had settled down a little (my wife included, I thought) and lived for the occasional night out talking about the old times, etcetera. 

I answered the phone and the wife shouted at me, telling me her card had been refused when the three had decided to pay up at the closing of the bar, and I needed to talk to the bar manager. Without further words from her, a man's voice, calm and professional, asked if I would pay over the phone, a third of the drinks - dinner bill. I could not say no without seeming petty, so I reached for my wallet and reeled off the sixteen-digit number and the other usual stuff. It was a heavy night even for these three, over £300 just her share.

While I waited for the card to be authorised, I overheard my wife talking to her friend about needing the toilet before they got a cab back. Her friend agreed. The club, I assumed was getting empty, as I knew it closed up at two. The bar manager eventually told me the card had been authorised and handed back the phone to the wife. With, "thanks and I'll be home soon from the wife," I put the phone down expecting the connection to be lost. However, I could still hear everything, she must just put the phone in her bag without closing the connection.  I put the phone onto speaker and thought about recording it, to embarrass her at some time in the future. 

The conversation between the two girls on the way to the toilet was drunk typical, one guy, in particular, seemed to be the favourite topic, who apparently had shown how big his cock might have been when my wife had ground her arse into his crotch during one of the many dances, however, it appeared that he had eventually gone off with someone else. (lucky me).   

The girls were in the bathroom, having navigated a flight of stairs, no mean feat in the heels and the condition they were in, I heard the wife open a bathroom door, bag drop the floor the and then sent a stream of piss into the bowl, all the while talking to her friend who, I assume was either doing the same thing or standing in the stall waiting for the wife to finish. 

I must have had a micro sleep, you know when you just can't stay awake, because next, I heard the four voices. Two males had joined the girls in the toilet, my wife was talking over the male voices in a, don't tell me what to do voice (one I hear a lot) telling them that her friend was still in the toilet and hadn't finished and even though security needed to clear the building (I assumed that's who these guys were) a few minutes would not make any difference. At that, the security decided that there was no point in arguing and started to chat to my wife about her evening. After some social banter which included the story about the dances, one of the guys suggested that my wife could show her the moves.

The toilet flushed and the door opened, I heard my wife's friend ask what the fuck was going on, and my wife telling her that this guys cock through the trouser material was bigger than the one earlier and she should try it. The phone went quiet for a bit and I thought that I have lost the signal, but no, the next thing I heard was one of the males, telling one of the girls to get his cock out, as it was hard as rock and needed to be free from his trousers, It seemed unreal and part of me wanted to a: scream down the phone to stop b: turn the phone off c: listen. I chose c: the noises of sucking and groaning was all I could hear for a while, I then hear my wife almost plead with the guy to fuck her and the guy telling her to bend over the sinks and lift her skirt above her waist. My wife has a moan when she is entered for the first time which is unmistakable I heard that moan down the phone. I also heard my wife's friend telling her new partner to stuff her cunt with his cock. 

The sounds coming from the phone were incredible, the women were talking like sluts, telling the guys to pump their cunts hard and fast, while the guys voices were telling the girls how wet their cunts were.  I needed to move and realised I had a boner as hard as iron and when I pulled my pants down the foreskin was tight around the big purple head. I pulled the foreskin down and precum started to leak from my knob end. I griped my cock and started to wank, all the while listening to the fucking and the "oh fuck", "oh fuck", and "harder", "harder" instructions from the girls at the at the other end of the phone. 

The other noise my wife makes is when she's about to cum and it's a low growl which takes a while to get to its' loudest. This is what I heard next, not to be out done my wife's friend was yelling at her cock to go harder and deeper. My bollocks were about to release when I heard my wife say stop (about 15minutes too late you might say) and tell her cock to fill her mouth with his seed, rather than her cunt. I number of grunts and a few sloppy sucking sounds later, I could only imagine that the guy had indeed filled my wife's mouth with his cum. I gather from the remaining conversations, the other couple had fucked until his came over her arse crack. 

I could not hold back my own ejaculation and came in thick wads of spunk, unfortunately, only covering my belly, cock and hand. By the time I had recovered, I could hear the footsteps of the girls up the stairs from the toilets, with the guys in tow asking when there might get another after closing time treat.  I closed the phone connection in case she needed to make a call for a cab.

An hour or so later, I heard the front door open and my wife throw her clothes on the floor in the bedroom, climb in beside me and reach down to my cock and start to play with it. I could smell the cum mixed with the booze and cigs and my cock started to get hard.