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Written by: Hanzo Category: Fiction Tag(s): Cheating, Consensual Sex, Exhibitionism, Group Sex, Males / Female, Reluctance, Voyeur, Wife I am not the author of this tale. This story was submitted many years ago to Xaviera Hollander at Penthouse in her column, "Call Me Madam." It remains in my mind one of the hottest stories I've ever read. I’ve read a number of letters from men who enjoy watching other men make love to their wives. I wonder if you’ve ever received any letters from these “wives” and hear their side of the story. My husband has always encouraged me to dress in sexy outfits. My dresses had to be cut low to show a lot of cleavage, and my hemlines had to be higher than the current fashion. My underwear had to be black and of lace, stockings had to be sheer, pantyhose were forbidden, and see-through clothes were a must. When I went out I felt like a hooker on display. Men always turned to look and my husband (I’ll call him Jim) loved every minute of this coy, femme fatale performance. We hosted numerous parties and other men were always over at the house. I first noticed the trend years ago when another man made a pass at me. He’d kissed me very passionately and had his hand down my low-cut cocktail dress, feeling my breast, when Jim walked in. Jim then stepped back out of the doorway and continued to watch. The incident went no further. Afterward, Jim admitted that he’d seen us, and rather than being furious, he was actually pleased. The man had had been so taken with my beauty that he couldn’t help himself. One day we held a pool party. We’d run out of ice, so I went into the shack to get some more. One of our guests followed me inside and started becoming overly friendly. I noticed Jim peeking in from the side window, and decided to see how far he’d let us go. The man kissed me several times. I allowed him to remove my bikini top, and to caress and suck my breasts. He then lowered my bikini bottoms, and slowly inserted a finger deep inside of me. I opened my legs wide, giving him full freedom to do whatever he wanted. He lowered his trunks, but before he could penetrate me, someone started yelling for the ice. Jim never mentioned the incident. After that, I started noticing that there was dirt on Jim’s shoes. Searching around the house, I found footprints in the soil by our bedroom window. Evidently, Jim had been watching me from outside the house. A few weeks later, the same man who’d made a pass at me was over at the house. We were all drinking and having a ball when Jim suddenly announced that we were out of Scotch. I knew it was a lie, but said nothing. As soon as Jim left, our guest began to get fresh with me. After making out on the sofa for a while, I told him that we should move to the bedroom where we could be more comfortable. As he kissed me, he removed my dress and my slip. I excused myself to go to the bathroom to freshen up, but instead went around back. I saw Jim hiding in the bushes outside our window, peering in. I wanted to see how far he’d let the man go. I returned to the bedroom, and we kissed and caressed each other. He removed my bra, and sucked my breasts for a long time. Then the panties went, and he knelt down and began licking and sucking me down there. I moaned, begging him to continue and never stop. I was losing control of myself, and fully expected Jim to come rushing in. The man then rose and lowered his pants, revealing his erect penis. I hadn’t planned on taking it that far, and tried stalling for time. I began kissing his cock and running my tongue around the head. He became really excited and held my head firmly while thrusting forward, shoving himself into my open mouth. He began rocking back and forth until he shot a huge load of semen all over me. I excused myself to go to the bathroom to clean up, and stalled for time until Jim returned. He never said anything about it. We have a New Year’s tradition at our house. As a couple meets under the mistletoe they have to kiss, and the one to break the kiss has to drink from the “bowl of courage.” It’s straight booze, and after a few shots, you get all kinds of courage. Anything goes, and the crowd cheers the loser, boos the winner, and chants as your drink another cup. We had six other couples over. I’d already broken away from two men when a stranger who came with another couple caught me under the mistletoe. He began kissing me very passionately, so I teased him back, running my tongue inside his mouth. The crowd cheered as he put his hand inside my low cut dress, feeling my breast. I responded by reaching down and unzipping his fly. The crowd roared as he bent me slightly backward and grabbed the hem of my dress. He brought it up to my waist, revealing my stocking tops and panties. I didn’t know what to do then, but Jim kept clapping, yelling for him to keep going. He grabbed my panties and pulled them down to my ankles, fully exposing my vagina for everyone to see. Suddenly, there wasn’t as much cheering, and I realized that things had gone too far. I tried to break away, but he had a really tight hold on me. Before I could get away, he managed to get a finger in me. After that, all of the wives went home, as did four of the men. Jim told me that he’d enjoyed watching the show, and had loved every minute of “your act.” I was furious, and was determined to show him once and for all. I deliberately positioned myself under the mistletoe, and let the man remove my dress and my slip. Breaking the kiss, I went to the punch bowl, not bothering to dress. The next man removed my bra, and again my panties were pulled down and kicked across the room. There I stood, totally naked for the four men to view. The three men took turns kissing and caressing me. Finally, Jim took down the mistletoe and pinned it to the back of the sofa. One of the men who’d had a lot to drink got me on the sofa. As we kissed, I unzipped his fly and pulled out his hard cock in an effort to make him break away. He pushed me back, and I opened my legs wide and allowed him to enter me. We began a violent lovemaking session. He achieved a quick climax and then rose, zipping up his fly. I just lay there with my legs spread. The second man looked over at Jim, then lowered himself onto me. He lasted about ten minutes. Then the third man got on me. He was so loaded that he couldn’t climax, and he continued to screw me for what seemed like an hour. After the men left, I turned to look at Jim. “That’s what you’ve wanted all along, isn’t it?” Jim just smiled and nodded. 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