Steph, my wife, and I had been married for a little over five years. She worked as a housekeeper for an old couple. The guy died and the woman had dementia and was taken into care. Steph was soon looking for another job as we could not manage the mortgage without her working. Then she got a break from one of the old couples sons, he informed us of a large country house that wanted a new housekeeper and it had a tied cottage with the post. Steph applied and was granted an interview. We were quite excited and I traveled down with her for the interview and wandered the estate while she was interviewed. It was a lovely location and the tied cottage also looked good. Later when the interview finished we went to a country pub for food and drinks before traveling back to town. I asked Steph how the interview went and what did she think her odds of getting the post was. She said it seemed to go well and the estate belonged to a man and his son. The son was older than us. He was in his early forties and we were early thirties. His father was early sixties but still quite active and just sat quiet in the interview. She said she answered all the questions and it seemed to have gone well. She was told that there was just three candidates. Steph did say that a few of the questions concerned me and seemed a little strange. She had told them that I could work from wherever I lived, as I work from home, so moving to the estate was no problem. That was what Steph assumed the questions were leading to. Just a week later she was called again for another interview. I had a lot of work on so allowed Steph to go on her own. On her return she was quieter than normal. On asking how it went she informed me that she had been offered the job and cottage. I was elated as it solved our money problems. I noticed that Steph wasn't quite so elated and asked what the problem was. At first she was reluctant to tell me. With a lot of persistence, this is what Steph told me. "The second interview started much the same as the first interview, only the questions were a lot more personal." Steph informed me. I listened intently. "Then Rod asked how often we had sex," Steph told me, " I couldn't see any relevance, but told him we had sex three to four times a week. Then he asked about contraception. I asked what had that got to do with the job and he shocked me when he replied that part of the duties was to take care of him. It then dawned on me that he meant having sex with him. He was a good looking man although that bit older and I found that due to the conversation I was getting wet down there. Rod confirmed bluntly that it would involve me having sex with him." I was annoyed and at the same time excited and found that I had an erection hearing what Steph told me, and wanted to know what Steph reply was. To my amazement Steph asked, "and how often would I be expected to have sex with you?" I saw stunned that instead of rejecting him she asked how often. Then she continued, "He told me it would be whenever he felt in the mood. I asked how often on average did he feel in the mood. He told me that it was hard not having seen me naked to know and he suggested getting my tits out. It felt so sexy that a man I barely knew asking to see my tits and I was really wet in my pussy and slowly undid my blouse and pulled my bra off my tits." At this point I had to move my cock as it was uncomfortable in my pants hearing what Steph was telling me. Then Steph continued, "Rod's hands were quickly on my tits fondling and mauling them. He whistled under his breath and said that they were great. I again asked how often did he think he would want to have sex with me. He told me that he would need to see me fully nude to be able to make a guess. I tried to resist and tell him I was married. His answer was so was his last two housekeepers. He added that the job depended on it. I knew that we are getting into trouble financially and decided that perhaps just a look wouldn't be so bad," Steph added. "Reluctantly I stood and removed all the rest of my clothes." He again whistled and his hand went to my pussy as I asked again how often he would want sex. His fingers were in my pussy and sloshing around in my juices. He again asked about contraception and I told him that I was on the pill. It was now that I remembered that his father was in the room when he told his father just how wet I was. I remember moaning as his fingers hit the right spot. He turned to face his father and said that I was quite ready. For a moment I didn't know what he meant and as he turned back his cock was out and it was stiff and hard. " At this point I almost came in my pants on hearing that my naked wife had fingers in her pussy and her potential boss had his hard cock out. "Before I knew what was happening I was laid across the desk and he was working his cock deeper and deeper in my pussy. He was telling his dad that I was the best yet and that he was enjoying my married pussy. It was at this point that I remembered you and told Rod that I shouldn't be doing this. He ignored my words and just started to pound my pussy hard. Oooh how good it felt," Steph sighed. I could see that she was remembering Rod pounding her pussy and the dreamy look on her face told just how much she enjoyed it. I know Steph had several lovers before we met, but to my knowledge this was the first time since we had been married that she had been fucked by another man and clearly she had enjoyed it. " He wasn't any better than you my dear," Steph informed me, "It was just different. Then after a while he turned me over and entered me again from behind bent across his desk. I could see his father George had his cock out and was slowly wanking a fair sized cock. Rod was now pounding into me hard and then he was jerking as he spunked in me. I thought it was all over but he held me there as his father came around the desk and as Rod moved out the way George stuffed his cock into my pussy." On hearing that my wife was fucked by not one but two men, and that they were father and son, had me coming in my pants. I had never come before without being touched, but I could feel the warm cum making my cock and pants sticky. "He lasted quite a long time and he also came in me," Steph informed me, It was Rod that talked first to tell me they would love for me to work for them and that my additional duties would probably be three or four times a week. " Steph went on to say how much her salary would be and other terms and conditions, but I couldn't concentrate on that as I started to mop up the mess in my pants with my handkerchief. Steph was asking me what she should do about the job. I told her it was up to her but I would be more than happy if she took it. It was just three weeks later when we moved into the cottage and let our house out. On her first day at work Steph came home looking quite disheveled and informed me that both men had fucked her. Rod had her in the study several times, then George had her in his room much later in the day. It was just minutes later when Steph was spread across our dining table taking her third cock of the day. Afterwards Steph had reservations about the job saying that she couldn't continue to be fucked three or more times a day. The next day she told me that both men had been complete gentlemen and although she felt that their eyes were undressing her no hands touched her. That changed a short while later when the anticipation of the men using her had me so worked up that I fucked her twice in bed. The following day Rod had her blow him, and as she did so, George fucked her from behind. Afterwards Rod asked if I had any idea what she was doing with them. Steph told them that she had told them everything and that it had got me worked up. Both George and Rod laughed. Rod said that it was good that I knew as there was no jealous husband about to get upset. He said that he thought that this arrangement was going to work just fine. After a while Steph discovered that George occasionally had prostitutes in and stay the night. Rod had girlfriends that also stayed from time to time. Things settled down and as Rod originally suggested he would take his pleasure with Steph three to four times a week and George two to three times a week. This added to the three to four times a week I made love to my wife. This meant she was taking between eight and eleven fuckings a week and without even counting the blowjobs. Then one evening she informed me that they were having a dinner party and she was asked to cook and also attend the party. She hinted that she felt that she might be desert, but neither Rod or George had actually said so. I told her to do it if she wanted. She said she would. On the evening she didn't get in until four in the morning and was totally fucked. She was covered in spunk and wreaked of sex. She went straight to bed and was asleep in minutes. Next day she told me what had happened. They had four male guests and three other women. Two seemed very young, early twenties, and the last one was late thirties and clearly married to one of the guests. The meal went off with just lots of laughter and talk about sex, but no touching. The talk was mainly about the previous parties and the previous housekeeper. She was in the center of a gang bang when her husband appeared and went berserk smashing and damaging things. Rod explained that there was no fear of that happening tonight as I knew what was happening. Steph said the four woman were soon on their backs on the table minus panties and the men were taking turns licking their pussies. Steph said she had come three times before a single cock appeared. Then they were put on their feet, bent over the table, with the men taking turns. Steph informed me she had loved it. I was rock hard and went to stroke her pussy. I was rejected and told she was too sore. Although she did give me a great blowjob. These parties were held about four times a year and I was invited to attend the first Christmas one. Steph and four other women were used by all the men that attended, including me. After that party I was invited to all of them. The rest of the year just Rod and George used Steph as well as myself of course. Then almost eight years later George became ill and slowly went down hill and eventually died. Steph said the house felt empty. Although we were very comfortable in the cottage Rod invited us to move into the main house. Two weeks later we had moved in. As I work from home I often saw Rod fucking Steph. She would even spend the odd night with him. I even had the opportunities to screw two of his girlfriends fairly frequently. From the time we moved to the cottage and then into the main house was over ten years. Now in his early fifties Rod had a massive heart attack. Even after surgery and treatments he was still pretty frail and Steph spent more and more time caring for him. He wasn't in a position to fuck and Steph would occasionally give him blow jobs. Rod's mates and girlfriends continued to visit and that Christmas we had a great party and although he wasn't able to fuck he was given several blowjobs as the four women got well fucked. Then sadly he had a fatal attack. We were surprised how little we knew about him and his father, and had to go through his papers to find that he had been married and divorced. His mother died when he was young and he had no siblings or children or indeed any living relatives that we could find. We found papers that told us who his solicitor was. To our shock in his will he had left the estate and some monies to Steph. Some monies to his girlfriends and the rest to a care home. It was the one that looked after his mother. The funeral was a quiet affair and just the few friends and girlfriends plus the former housekeeper attended. Back at the house as we sat around talking about Rod and George, somehow the wake turned into a party and the women including the former housekeeper ended up getting fucked. For the next seven or eight years the parties continued four time a year. The former housekeeper Gail became a regular attender having divorced her husband. To say that Gail was wild was an understatement. No wonder she parted from her husband. She liked pussy as much, if not more than cock, and at one such party Steph had her first introduction to girl love with her. Like Gail, Steph loved it, and afterwards had many sessions with Gail on their own. I was treated to the odd threesome and loved every minute of them. Then Gail was homeless and moved in with us. It was my turn now to have extra wild sex. Steph was happy for me to share myself between her and Gail and even sometimes told me to see to Gail, meaning go and fuck her. The Lock Downs didn't affect us that much as I still work from home and Gail was furlowed and Steph no longer works. The main thing we missed was our parties. Now things are opening up we are looking for our first smaller party to see how things go. Sadly two of our group fell due to the virus, so it would be a smaller group anyway. If I could have my time over again would I change anything. Not on your life. Watching my wife being used by other men as well as joining in parties, and having threesomes, what's not to love.