I wanted my wife to be sluttish, promiscuous, wanton, debauched. As she once was. But she would not have a bar of it. She had turned a corner in her l...ife, and settled into monogamy, and we tapered off into a quiet routine of occasional, barely satisfying sex. Then I saw Catherine’s ad; found myself waiting in the bar to talk with someone, in whose high-heeled shoes, I wanted my own wife. Catherine was composed, quite lovely, elegantly dressed, and overwhelmingly desirable. I was one of the. “That, my darling, is how a real slut would act."And that, my darling, was just the best fuck we have ever had," Ken replied. ~~~~~~~~~"Up to anything special today, love? I know it's your day off, and was wondering what you have planned," Ken asked as he finished his breakfast."Not really, Carol is coming over for a bit of a girly natter, nothing else," Cathy smiled at her husband and thought ahead to when she would be lapping at her friend's cunt, and hearing the sounds of orgasms.Ken for his. She started sucking my cock wow it was amazing she was sucking it as if a child is sucking a lollipop within some 10 minutes I have cum in her mouth and she has not wasted even a single drop of swallowed each and every drop of it. I said in a short time all my friends are coming to fuck you. She said what you are talking about. I said your fantasy I’m fulfilling it then she asked me how many of them are coming I said 5 including me 6 of us are going to fuck u bitch. She hugged me very tight her. ”“Where do I sign?”“Tomorrow morning. McIlwraith MacEachern is in a new building on Wynyard Square, Carrington Street. We’re near the approach to the new bridge.”“Time?”“After nine.”“Will I be – uh – needed immediately?”“I doubt it. Katoomba won’t even be here for about ten days. Why?”“I thought I’d visit my folks in the west of Queensland. It’ll take me two days each way.”“Well, we’ll sign you up tomorrow. We’ll put you on salary from the 26th. OK? Then we’ll send you to our tailor and then.