It was just after dark when I pulled into my driveway. I thought it was odd that the house was dark. It was a school night, so my kids would have homework, and Claudia would have dinner ready.
I had a quick one-day trip to complete and sign a big contract. My plane was delayed. I had texted Claudia about the delay but had not received a response, nor did I when I called her after we landed. That was odd. So, I am ninety minutes late getting home.
I parked, grabbed my carry-on and computer bag, and walked to the front door. Normally I park in the garage, but we have all the new living room furniture, and the old stuff is in my side of the garage until Habitat comes to pick it up this weekend.
As I went to put the key in the door, it moved. It was open, and that alarmed me. That was wrong. No lights, and my front door was open. I put down my bags and looked around, listening, but I heard nothing.
The light switch was just inside, so I reached in and flipped it on. I pushed the door open and stepped inside, calling out to my wife, "Claudia, are you here?" I heard nothing.
I stepped back out, picked up my bags, and brought them in, sitting them on the new sectional sofa. I walked into the kitchen, turned on the light, and looked around, and nothing was cooking, and nothing looked out of sorts.
I walked toward the fridge to get a water bottle and saw a note on the counter, and I picked it up and looked at it. It was written in Claudia's handwriting, a little shaky, though.
"Hey Peter, come upstairs, find me!"
Wow, now we are talking. Claudia likes to pull these little surprises, so she farmed out the kids for a fun night on my return. God, I love this woman.
I grabbed a water bottle, drank it, then ran up the stairs.
As I reached our bedroom door, it was closed, adding to the intrigue of the moment. Claudia was creative in the bedroom and liked to roleplay so that anything could happen.
I turned the knob and slowly pushed open the door. I stood there in the doorway, shocked at what I saw.
The room was dimly lit by an array of candles positioned all around the room. There was incense burning adding an erotic smell. I thought Claudia had gone all out tonight, and this was special.
But the most shocking sight was my wife in the middle of the bed. She was completely naked except for a black patent leather studded collar around her neck and what looked like a fox tail sticking out of her ass. I was stunned seeing her like this, but my cock liked it as I hardened in seconds.
I moved into the room, looking around. As I got closer to the bed, I saw that her hands were cuffed to a spreader bar I had bought a couple of years ago when we were experimenting, but Claudia didn't like being restrained, so I put them in the attic.
Then I saw her ankles also shackled to a spreader bar, spreading her feet as wide apart as the bar would allow. The Fox's tail was hanging down, covering her pussy. I walked around to see her face. She was blindfolded with a ball gag in her mouth.
There was a chair by the bed. On the seat lay an envelope. I picked it up and slumped into the seat. I was very confused. Number one… Claudia does not like bondage. Number two… she could not put herself in this position alone, so someone had helped her. Who? Number three… well, number three was, 'what the fuck’ was going on?
I read the envelope, "Please Read Me" was written on the outside. It was thick, so there was more than just a sheet of paper inside.
I turned on the light on the bedside table, making a small clicking sound, and Claudia twitched. It was the first sound she had heard, so she knew someone was there. I ripped open the envelope and took out the contents, and there was a second envelope. "Open me after you have read the letter."
Things were all becoming weirder by the minute. I laid the envelope on the bed and unfolded the letter.
"Dear Peter,"
"If you are reading this, you are sitting beside the bed. I am bound up in the middle of the bed, unable to see or speak to you. I can hear you, but I probably would rather not after you read this, depending on your reaction."
"We have been married for seventeen years. For the first fourteen-plus years, I was a loyal wife and always a wonderful, devoted mother to the three fantastic children you gave me."
"In the summer of the fifteenth year, I made a horrible mistake. I had a three-week fling with a man that you know. I will never tell you, his name. It has been over since I came to my senses and stopped it. I will spare you the details now but will tell you all of it if you want to know."
"I would like to say that I have been a model wife since that time, but unfortunately, I cannot. Several months later, you may remember five of us went to New York on a theater trip for a week. We had saved for two years to go, and you gave me free rein on the Amex card so I could enjoy the getaway."
"We had a wonderful time. When we returned, we had our group together, and we all shared what we had done, the places we ate, the museums we visited, and the wonderful shows we saw. We told you all we did except for one part, and you will hate hearing about this part, so brace yourself."
"Before we left for the trip, we were at a Girl's Night Out at Lisa's house. It was a Thursday night, and the kids were off school the next day, so they slept over with friends. You were away, back on Friday. The girls and I were having a fun time. We were planning the trip and drinking tequila. We all drank a lot of shots, and our inhibitions were low."
"Out of nowhere, Lisa shared a story of her brief affair with her daughter's teacher. It was a very titillating story. We had another shot. Then Sarah admitted she had been seeing a sex therapist, and she was helping her free up her sexual inhibitions. During these sessions, she would have sex with the woman or bring in a man."
I paused and stopped reading. I looked at my wife trussed up in the middle of the bed. I did not understand. It was hot as hell, but why, and for what purpose? I will say that seeing her vulnerable like that was a major turn-on for me, a fantasy of mine. My cock was hard as steel, snaking down my pants leg. I had to move to give it more room. I started reading again.
"Jenny listened. She had something to say but was afraid, so I went next and told her of my short fling. Then Jenny opened. She had taken two more shots and blurted out, 'I've been sleeping with my yoga instructor for four years. Wow, that shocked everyone, but even more shocking was that her instructor was a woman. That set off murmurs around the room."
"Then we all looked at Abigale. She had been quietly, silently drinking shots with the rest of us. She smiled as we turned to her, and Jenny piped up, 'Ok, spill it. I know you have something to offer.'"
"I could tell that she was very nervous. She swallowed hard. 'David and I are swingers and have fucked five couples in the neighborhood, none of you, though. I will say I would love to do you all. We belong to a swinger's club and go at least once a week, sometimes more. I go once when David is out of town, but I only hook up with one of three girls. We all like to watch and let things happen naturally.'"
"Wow, now that was a revelation. We were all shocked at our stories, and we vowed never to share except with our spouses if we felt it was appropriate."
"We planned our trip, scheduled the shows and travel plans. Jenny booked an Airbnb in Manhattan. It was expensive, so Jenny paid for it, and we all gave her $1,500, and she covered the rest."
"The place was incredible. It had five bedrooms, a small indoor pool and hot tub, butler service, and a spectacular view. We each had our room and privacy, and it was like nowhere I had ever stayed before."
Once again, I paused. My wife had not moved an inch or made a sound. I don't know how long she had been in that position, but she didn't seem to mind. I knew that all I had read was just warming up for the big reveal and what had brought us to this moment.
"The first night, we had a nice dinner and a show. We went out after to a bar, and Jenny knew it would be bustling with show people. We had a few drinks but were tired, so we went home early."
"The next day was a relaxing one. We had a matinee, an early dinner, and another night's show for drinks and a little dancing with new guys and girls. We made it home sober at 2:30 am. I fell into bed and went to sleep in my clothes. I woke at 6:00 am, took a shower, then went back to bed."
"Jenny awakened me with a soft kiss on my lips. That shocked me awake, and I looked at her inches from my face."
"'Good morning, beautiful.' She whispered. 'You're the last one up. Everyone is off to Central Park for a walk. I stayed behind to wake you up.'"
"Then she kissed me hard and lay on top of me with the sheets between us."
"I responded, pulling her mouth down and kissing her hard. Her tongue pushed into my mouth, which started a landslide of lust. I spread my legs, and she settled between them, her mound pressing against mine. We kissed more, then she slid down, peeling the sheets away and uncovering my naked body. Jenny took me right then, making love to me, and exposing me to the beauty of women's love for the first time. She had me cumming constantly as her mouth, tongue, and fingers played all over my body."
"When she finished with me, she moved up and sat her bare pussy on my mouth, 'Do what you want with me. I am yours for now!' she cooed."
"I was like a fish out of water, not knowing what to do, so I did what felt good to me, knowing it would feel good to Jenny. She started cumming and soaked my face when I pushed a finger up her ass. She screamed, covering her mouth, falling back on me, rolling off the bed, shaking as a hard cum gripped her."
"Finally, we showered together, fingering each other to one more cum, then dried and dressed just as the girls returned. They all looked at us, seeing the freshly fucked glow on our faces. There were smiles all around."
"This brings me to the main purpose of the letter. Wednesday evening and night."
"Baby, this part will be the most difficult part for you to read. So, I will give you a choice. You can read it, or I will tell you all of it as we lay naked together. Your choice."
"But before you can lay with me, you must do several things."
"One… I need you to fuck me hard and long. It may be the last time we ever fuck, so don't make love to me fuck me hard, make me cum hard, and I need you to fill my pussy with your sweet hot creamy cum, possibly the last time."
"Two… You need to punish me for what I am about to tell you. Once you hear it, you will want to punish me even more, and I am good with that, but I want you to get an early start. You can finish later, and I know you will want to punish me harshly."
"Three… I want you to take the butt plug fox tail out of my ass and savagely fuck my ass until I beg you to stop. Yes, I am finally giving you, my ass. No one has ever breached that hole, and you will be the only one. Peter, from this day, you own my ass. I will never give it to anyone again, even if you leave me forever. My ass will always be yours for the taking anytime you desire it!"
Jesus, I had to stop. What the fuck is going on. Who was this woman that wrote this letter? It could not be my wife! I was so confused, and I had to read on to see where this was going.
"There was a knock at the door, and I went to answer it. It was Tony, the hot young butler with a tray of three bottles of Tequila Komos, the most premium tequila there is. There was lime and salt for each of us and some Mexican cheese."
"Jenny gathered us around. "Before I started on what is happening tonight. When we left on this trip, you all agreed that you were game to try many new experiences. We have been tamed so far, though I know each of you has experienced at least one new thing. Well, tonight will stretch all your sexual limit's way past anything you have ever experienced in your entire life. I am giving each of you one final chance to return and not go on our excursion tonight. There is no pressure, ladies. It is a simple decision, yes, I want to play, or no, I don't."
"With that, she poured a shot for each of us."
"If you are in, take a shot glass, and we will toast a spectacular night of sin and evil! If you do not drink, we all will wish you well and see you in the morning. You will have to leave the meeting now, and only those in will hear the remainder of my description of tonight's events."
"I picked up a shot glass, put a lime between my fingers, and dusted the back of my hand with salt. I watched as the other girls looked at each other, then picked up their shot."
"The last one was Abigail. I could see the internal struggle battling away. Finally, she sighed and picked up the shot. "Fuck it, all in!" she said as she threw back her shot, and we all followed. We slammed the glasses down, and Jenny poured us all another shot."
"'Ok ladies, tonight will be the sexual adventure of a lifetime for each of you. After tonight you will never look or feel the same about sex as you have known it before. The sex with your husband will be enhanced twenty-fold. He will question what has gotten into you, but you must never tell him. You just need to make him happier than he has ever been and do things with him you would have never done before. You will need to roll these new things in over several months, or he will become suspicious of you. We will all work on this together, learning from each other while we love each other on our wife's night out! With the Holidays coming, we will start to have them two times a month in January.'"
"'After tonight, if you were not bisexual, you will be. You will crave a woman's touch, maybe even more than your man's, but that is manageable."
"We all took another shot."
"There was another knock on the door. I went to get it, and Tony was there with five women and a rack of dresses and other items. They came in rolling the dresses into the living area."
"Jenny continued, 'Ladies, it begins now. These women are professional dressers. They are here to pamper you throughout the afternoon. Tony is here as the lone male. He is also available to pamper you satisfying any need you might have. There is nothing you can want that cannot be satisfied this afternoon. This is simple afternoon delight, an appetizer for the main event tonight.'"
"We all looked at each other and the beautiful women and hot Tony!"
"Jenny continued. 'Each of you can choose one of the ladies. Then you will pick a dress to wear tonight. You will take your dress to your room, and your lady will bring the appropriate accessories and join you in your room. They are all amazing makeup and hair stylists, trained masseuses, and experts in women on women loving. They will wash and pamper you, fix your hair and makeup, fit your new clothing, and satisfy any desire you may have. Should you have the desire for male assistance, Tony is here to provide that for you.'"
I stopped reading again. There were many more pages to go. I had to pee and needed alcohol reinforcement. I looked at the clock, 9:00 pm! Claudia had been in that position for hours now. I felt bad, but this was her doing.
I went to the kitchen, poured a tall glass of Jim Beam on ice, and took the bottle with me. I peed on my way back. I settled in the chair, took a slug of JB, and read on.
"I chose a beautiful black woman, Alisa. She looked to be about twenty-five and had an incredible figure, and her face was like a painting of pure, innocent beauty. Alisa helped me pick a blood-red satin dress and then carried it and its accessory bag, following me to my room. Tony followed with a tray of drinks, water, and tequila. There were a few snacks as well. He left it, and Alisa followed him to the door locking it behind him."
"She turned, and we said our first words almost simultaneously."
"'My God, you are beautiful.' I gushed."
"'You are magnificent. I am so privileged to serve you today.' As she was talking, her dress slipped off onto the floor. My God, Peter, she was like a black Barbie. My pussy was instantly wet, knowing soon we would be in bed loving each other."
