Every year at this time I am reminded of a Halloween party that my wife, April and I attended back in 2003. The party took place at her friend, Stacey’s cabin. It’s a huge, lake front property that has been passed down Stacey’s family for generations. My wife had attended many parties there, and she had been looking forward to this one for weeks.
28 years old at the time, April looked incredible dressed as a cave girl with a very short, fur skirt that barely covered her taught little ass. Underneath she had her favorite pair of red g-string panties that you could easily see if she moved the wrong (or the right) way. The costume also had a matching fur top that fit diagonally across her chest. Needless to say, my wife’s outfit showed a lot of skin. I wore a corresponding “cave man” costume, and although I am quite fit, I was sure that I wasn’t going to attract nearly as much attention as my sexy wife.
April already had downed three drinks while getting ready, and on the drive out I could tell that they had put her in an amorous mood. She kept making suggestive comments about what might happen at the party considering that there would probably be several guys in attendance that she’d slept with back in her slutty single days.
“Like who?” I asked, always eager to hear stories about April’s promiscuous behavior.
April mentioned a few names, and I encouraged her to repeat a few stories while we drove.
Now if you’ve read any of my other stories, then you know that I’ve been sharing April with other men since even before we were married. I’ve always been turned-on by the fact that she’d slept with lots of other guys before we met, so it only seemed natural that I allowed her to continue her wayward activities throughout our relationship.
We had been married for just over three years at this time, and she’d already slept with well over twenty other guys. I’d become pretty good at knowing when she was in the mood to spread her legs for another man. As April reiterated a story about the time she was fucked in Stacey’s hot-tub by a guy named Todd, I began to feel that nervous, excited feeling in the pit of my stomach that I get just before my slutty wife commits another one of her sanctioned adulteries.
We arrived at about 10:30 and most of the guests were already there. I was introduced to a few people including Stacy and her husband, Jeff. I instantly liked him. He offered me a drink, and then showed me around the place, introducing me to people as we went.
There must have been close to 70 party-goers there, and for the next few hours I had a great time despite not knowing a single person besides my wife. Speaking of April, she was starting to get pretty drunk. With every passing hour she became more and more brazen especially with the other male party-goers. I saw her doing body shots with a group of guys and one other girl, and then later she mooned about twenty people from the upstairs balcony. Everyone below not only had a nice view of her sexy little ass, but a good look at my wife’s meaty pussy as well.
The party began to wind down at about 2 am. I had been playing shuffleboard in the games room for a while, when I realized that I hadn’t seen April for at least an hour. As soon as my game finished I went looking for my wife and spied her on the upper level talking to a tall, blonde guy. They were standing noticeably close to each other, and I couldn’t help but feel a slight degree of jealousy due to the fact that he was exceptionally good-looking.
I decided to keep my distance and see if something would happen. I tried not to pay too much attention to them, but it was easy to see that April was flirting with him in plain view of everyone. At one point April noticed me watching them. She immediately flashed a sexy smile and raised her eyebrows to let me know her intentions. I swallowed about half of my beer as I tried to prepare myself for what my wife was about to do.
A couple minutes later I saw April lean into him and whisper something in his ear. A huge grin spread across his face and I read his lips “Here?”
My wife nodded, took his hand and led him towards the basement stairs. Watching from the corner of my eye, I pretended that I didn’t notice my wife and her soon to be lover as they snuck out. I’ll never forget the look of alarm he had on his face as he glanced back at me to see if I was about to follow and beat the living shit out of him.
It was difficult to concentrate on the conversation that I was currently involved in to say the least. I couldn’t stop myself from staring at the stairs leading to the basement and wondering what my wife was doing down there. It seemed like forever before the blonde guy emerged followed shortly by my sexy babe.
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