She fucked three guys that night a total of seven times, sucked their cocks and from then on she was everybody’s whore. She never went to a party that someone didn’t fuck her and usually it was more that one guy. At one party she fucked seven different guys during the evening and was on her way out to do the eighth when I came up to her and said it was time to leave. While I was at work and the kids were in school our front door might as well have been a revolving door so many guys went through it. And then one night while I was out of town on a business trip and the kids were over at her parents she went to a guys apartment and while he was fucking her his roommate came home and he fucked her too. Before the night was over eleven guys were standing around as she pulled the train and then they did something totally unspeakable. While she was on her hands and knees, taking it in the mouth and from behind, somebody brought in a Great Dane and the dog had mounted her before she even knew it was in the room. The guys held her in place until the dog was done and then they all fucked her again to see what it felt like to fuck a woman after a dog. When the evening was over she was disgusted with herself and men in general. That night she swore off men and decided to make herself undesirable so that they would leave her alone.
“I did just what I set out to do. Even you didn’t want me anymore. I hadn’t even thought about what it would do to us; I just wanted to be left alone whenever I went somewhere. But it was a catch twenty-two like situation. I made myself undesirable so no one would want me, but I still needed sex and I couldn’t get it. Not from you, not from anyone. One night I went to a Tupperware party on the other side of town and I had a flat tire in front of Emily’s. I changed the tire and then went inside to use their bathroom and clean up and then I decided to stay and have a drink. I was sitting at a table when Steve, one of the guys you saw tonight, came up to me and said, “Hey Fat Stuff. I like women with meat on their bones. I got an old Chevy outside with a big, comfortable back seat. You interested?” I’ve been going back to Emily’s twice a week on your bowling nights ever since and Steve and his buddies have been taking good care of me. Very good care. One night Steve got the bartenders to close early and then he had me take on fourteen guys while I was lying on the pool table, and God help me, I loved it.”
I sat that stunned by what I was hearing. That Becky could have done what she said she’d done and that I never even had a clue? Oh, I had suspected that she might have had an affair or two, but wholesale fucking? It was mind boggling, but it also raised a question, “Why didn’t you try and lose some weight, improve your appearance after you went back to fucking? After all, wouldn’t better looks have made it easier for you to get what you decided that you really wanted and needed?”
She gave me a sad smile, “Two reasons I suppose. One is that I was punishing myself for what I’d done, and the other is that Steve and his buddies were willing to take me as I was. They didn’t run away from me like the guys who always used to chase me.” The was a couple of moments silence and then she said, “What are you going to do now?”
I didn’t have a clue and I told her so, “I don’t know Becky, I honestly don’t know” and I got out of bed and went down to the kitchen and put the coffee on.
Work that day was a chore. I didn’t get a lot done because all I could think about was Becky and the story that she had told me. Every guy I saw that day made me wonder if he had fucked my wife. I wondered what they looked like on top of her or fucking her from behind. Curiously I had not trouble accepting Steve and his buddies because it was my asshole attitude that got her started there, but all of the other ones she had been with before she let herself go were guys I worked with and guys who were supposed to be my friends. I didn’t know who they were, but I did know that we hardly ever went to parties where we didn’t know the people giving the parties. How was I supposed to come to grips with that?
Becky had dinner ready when I got home that night and after the dinner dished were done and the kids were sent to their rooms to do their homework I asked Becky what she planned to do. She shrugged and said, “I don’t know. Get a job and an apartment somewhere I guess.”
“Why?”
“Why what?”
“Why are you leaving?”
“Isn’t that what you want? For the fat slut to get out of your life?”
I shook my head no, “I happen to love the fat slut and I thought I proved that last night when I went down on her cum filled cunt. No way I’ll put her out of the house. I just don’t know what to do about the situation. What I want to know is are you still going to keep on seeing Steve and his buddies?”
She gave me a long look and then said, “Probably. Even before you stopped making love to me you weren’t enough for me. Don’t get me wrong, you were great in bed and I had a great time in bed with you, but when you were worn out and couldn’t get it up anymore I was still wanting more. The fact of the matter is that no one man has ever been able to satisfy me. The nights I had two or three men fucking me several times each were the ones that left me satisfied. I love you and I didn’t even like most of them, but I never looked at it as hurting our marriage. You never knew and I gave you all you wanted. All I was doing with the other guys was trying to take care of my needs.” She paused and said, “Why are you looking at me like that?”
I shrugged and said, “I’m trying to adjust to this. You aren’t the same woman I married and I’m looking at you in a different light. It’s going to take some getting used to being married to a cock hungry slut who gets off on being fucked on the back seats of cars.” Becky actually blushed when I said that. “But” I said, “If I’m going to have to share you with Steve and his buddies I want something in return.”
Becky interrupted me, “You’re willing to share me?”
“What choice do I have. I already told you that I love you too much to kick your ass out and you’ve told me you’re going to keep fucking him and his friends so what’s my choice here? All I’m doing is accepting the inevitable. But like I said, I want something in return. I want you to let your hair grow back out again and I want you to lose some weight – to try and at least get down to pleasingly plump.”
She cocked her head to one side and said, “Am I really that repulsive to you?”
“Not to me sweetheart, but I want you to get back to where guys start chasing you again so you can let them catch you. And then I want you to bring them home so I can watch and participate. I might not be able to satisfy you myself, but I at least want to be part of the group that does. The guys I bowl with want to start a weekly poker game and if we have it here that would be four more for you to fuck. What nights are you going to be going to Emily’s?”
“Tuesdays and Thursdays are when I usually go.”
“Okay, we will have the poker game on Fridays. Can you get by with just me on the other nights or do we need to arrange something for those nights too?”
Becky was shaking her head in disbelief at what I was saying and she said, “You are taking this way too calmly, not at all the way I expected.”
“What choice do I have? If we stay together it’s a given that you will fuck other men so I have to accept that. Who knows? I might even be able to make it work to my advantage. If you can get sexy looking again I might be able to pimp you off to my boss for a raise or a promotion.”
She gave me a rueful smile, “Too late sugar. He had me at the company Christmas party three years ago and several times after that. I think the reason you haven’t been promoted is because I stopped seeing him, but I don’t guess it would be too late to go back to him if you think that’s what you want.”
“What I really want right now is for my slut of a wife to do something about the hard dick all this talk has given me.” “You want me to suck you off, or do you want to fuck me?”
“Can’t I have both?”
In the two months since our talk Becky has made the trip to Emily’s every Tuesday and Thursday, and once on a Saturday when Steve asked her to do a bachelor party for his brother. And every night when she comes home I eat her pussy, more to show her that I love her than because I’m a cum junkie, but I do have to admit that I’m developing a taste for it. Becky’s hair is starting to grow back and she has joined a gym and she spends two hours there every morning. We are both looking forward to the first poker game that will be staring next month and even though it is supposed to rotate between the homes of players I expect that our house will become the permanent site after Becky gets through with the guys. Being married to the new Becky (at least new to me) has taken some getting used to, but in the long run I think I’m really going to like it.