My wife, Dawn, and I were married a little over three years ago, when she was
still seventeen and I was twenty-two. Neither of us had experimented very much
with sex before we met, and we enjoyed sex together, but all too soon it became
somewhat routine. I work the midnight shift at "The Point," and I have a close
relationship with my manager, Bob. Bob is a huge guy and a really tough boss,
but he is alright if you stay on his good side. With that in mind, I even
invited him to my wedding, soon after I started working for him. Our apartment
is close to work, so Bob often comes home with me after work and has a few beers
before he goes home to his wife and kids. Naturally, at this hour, Dawn is just
getting up and is usually still in her nightgown or just a t-shirt and robe.
Needless to say, Bob gets to see a lot of my wife. Since this kind of excited
me, and I knew Bob was enjoying it, I told Dawn not to be shy, and maybe even
sometimes put on a little tease show for our benefit. Dawn giggled and blushed
when I suggested this, but soon after our little talk, Dawn started walking
around in just her bra and panties, or a short nightie or shirt with nothing on
underneath. Bob would tease her a lot about her big tits or long legs or tight
ass, and sometimes he even pulled her down on his lap, feeling her tits or
putting his big hand between her thighs. One day, Bob said he was leaving early,
but that he would still meet me at my apartment for his morning beer. I had a
suspicion that he was going to my apartment and start drinking early. There are
not all that many places to go at four o'clock in the morning, but there was not
too much I could do about it. I just hoped that if that was where he was going,
Dawn did not piss him off somehow. I was right. Bob's car was already in the
parking lot when I got home and I dreaded Bob's mood since he had a four hour
head start on the beers. When I opened the door, I saw Dawn, naked, sitting on
Bob's lap on the sofa. Bob seemed to be in a great mood and said that Dawn had
been "entertaining" him in the bedroom for the last four hours, and he hoped
that I did not mind. What was I going to say? Dawn sure seemed willing and Bob
could make my life hell at work and, besides, the whole thing did kind of turn
me on. I later found out that Dawn thought it was me knocking on the door at
four in the morning, and was very surprised to see Bob standing there grinning
at her. He told her that he had been window shopping long enough and was ready
for the real thing. Dawn said she was not really awake yet, and before she knew
what was happening, Bob had her down on the sofa and had dropped his pants and
was trying to enter her. She said she was scared of him and how strong he was
and she did not want to make trouble for me at work, so after the first time he
fucked her, she just played along with whatever he wanted to do to her. Well,
that started a new routine. Every morning, when Bob and I got to our apartment,
Dawn would blow both of us and then Bob would take her into the bedroom and fuck
her a time or two before he left. I was not all that jealous of Bob, and Dawn
seemed to be enjoying the attention. Some mornings, she would really put on a
show, stripping and strutting around, showing off her terrific body. Even work
was going great. They had to let people go right and left, but I stayed, and
even got a small raise. When the layoffs started, Bob put me into a specialty
job classification, which kept me pretty safe from being bumped. I worked hard,
but I also knew that being married to Dawn had a lot to do with it. One morning,
Bob asked me if we could have a Bachelor Party at my apartment for one of the
guys we work with. I said sure. Then he asked Dawn if she would be hostess,
serving drinks and things. Dawn said she would love to, and would call in for
the day off, so she could stay home and help. On the day of the party, Bob and I
got back to the apartment to see that Dawn had done a great job decorating and
getting all the food and beer ready. Bob handed Dawn a box and told her it was
something to wear at the party. Dawn called out from the bedroom that it was too
low and wide cut to wear a bra. Bob laughed and said that was why he picked it.
Dawn did look fantastic. The dress was real short and plunged down in the front
almost to the waist. When the guys started arriving, Bob made a point to
introduce Dawn and you could tell from their looks that they liked what they
saw. Dawn and I were in the kitchen when Bob came in and told Dawn to loosen up
and act as sexy as she looked. He said he did not buy her that dress for her to
act like "Emily Post." Dawn started serving drinks, and when she bent over, you
could see her naked tits from the front and her tiny white panties from the
back. The guys, a total of nine of us, were going crazy and Dawn was loving the
attention. Dancing with all the guys, I could see them feeling her ass or
reaching down her dress to feel a boob. Soon, Dawn's dress was off her shoulders
and hanging from her waist, and she was proudly displaying her large, round tits
for all the guys. Whenever she got near, they would reach up and grab one or
even lick a nipple. She was going from lap to lap, laughing, kissing and being
felt up. I went to take a pee, and Bob was just finishing up. "Hey, boy," he
said, "this party is starting to roll. I'm gonna see if I can talk your sexy
little wife into blowing the guest of honor. He'd love that hot little mouth of
hers." Bob stepped out of the room, and then told me to come look. The guest of
honor was sitting on a chair in the center of the room and Dawn was naked, on
her knees in front of him, sucking away at his cock. Bob laughed and said, "I
guess she had the idea on her on, huh? Damn! What a sexy little slut she is!"
Dawn sucked all nine of us until we came in her mouth. A couple of the guys said
they wanted to fuck her, but she said they just had to be happy with what they
got, and they were. Bob got sucked off right after the groom to be, and I was
last. As Dawn was blowing me she looked up and said, "Are you having as much fun
as I am?" I could only nod as I began to shoot my load into her mouth. When Dawn
finished with me, Bob lifted her onto our coffee table and made her bend over so
he could slowly insert his thick cock into my wife's virgin asshole as we all
watched and cheered him on. She whimpered a little as he entered her, and she
begged him to take it out, but he just kept pulling her back and forth on his
prick. He kept it up for at least five minutes, before he pulled out of her and
commanded her to suck him dry. She took him into her mouth and began sucking and
licking and slurping as hard as she could. Bob shuddered a moment, and then he
allowed himself to shoot his cum into her mouth. Dawn stood up, put her hands on
her hips, and said, "Well, after that, I sure don't have any secrets from you
guys. Now you've seen it all! I'm not calling it quits, but the floor and coffee
table don't cut it. So if anybody's interested, I'll be in the bedroom." Until
the party finally died late that afternoon, and everyone left, Dawn was
available on the bed to anyone who wanted her. Fucking or sucking, it did not
matter to her. Everyone had a great time at that first party, and all the guys
thanked me at work the next day. Since then, we have had a lot of parties and
the guys from work often just stop over for a quick blow job or fuck on the way
home in the morning. Bob has even brought his boss over sever- al times to enjoy
Dawn's easy pleasures. Dawn is having a ball and just told me that her younger
sister is coming over to join in the fun at the next party.
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