I got up to fetch drinks and on my return it was difficult to see what my wife was doing as she appeared to be lying down between them. As I got into ...the booth I could see that in fact she was busy sucking one guy while the other had her skirt pulled open and was busy fingering her pussy. As I placed the drinks on the table she sat up, turned around and started sucking the other guy while his friend got to finger her pussy. We had a couple of drinks while they all played with each other then. She ate you as if she were starving while being doubly pounded. You began to climax in succession at the tip of her tongue until another stranger came by, picked you up and bent you over the arm of the divan and pumped his cock into you from behind, with long steady, strokes. Still delirious from your endless string of orgasms, he grunted filling you with an enormous load that ran from your pussy and down your thighs when he removed himself. You rolled over into a sitting position and took his. She would tell Bill and we would go out for a nice dinner together and then come back to the house for a drink. If any of us wanted to call it off we could and there would be no hard feelings and no change in our relationship. “What do you say?” smiled Marnie. “If you are sure," I said as I added, “we have the day to consider all this and call it off right?” “I know for sure Bill and I won’t Jess, but it is absolutely up to you,” Marnie promised. “We will pick you up at seven.” I went home and. A quick scan around the room to try and locate my wingman Greg proved fruitless and I’d decided to retreat to the safety and solitude of my apartment when I saw her. She sat at the bar with another woman, she looked almost as nervous as I was. I saw and felt a lot of things in that brief instance of eye contact. In my head I heard the opening line to ‘True Blood’s’ theme song. It goes ‘When you came in, the air went out’, and it did because I stopped breathing for the duration of our eye lock..