I had been out with my girlfriend Rachael (Ray) at a nightclub.  Afterwards we went on to a late night pub for one last drink before getting a taxi home.  As we entered there was a group of lads, probably in their twenties, one called out that he would.  For a moment I wondered what he was referring to.  Then from loutish calls and comments from the other lads it transpired that what he meant was that he would like to fuck my girlfriend.

I was more than a little surprised.  Ray is a good looking woman just reaching mid thirties and here was a twenty something lad wanting to fuck her.  Ray and I ignored them and the barman told them to pipe down or he would throw them out.  We had a swift drink, and just before going to the taxi rank, I went off to the gents for a pee.

I was surprised to see the lad that had said he would along with one of his mates.  I found myself in the middled urinal between the two lads.  The gobby one told me I was a lucky fucker.  I asked him what he meant.  He was quick to say that my girlfriend was hot and he wouldn’t mind an hour or so with her.  Then the cheeky sod asked was she a good fuck or was she like a sack of spuds.  I should have ignored him, but I replied that she was a good shag.  The other lad then piped up that in that case he wouldn’t mind a go either.  The gobby one asked what his chances were.  I told him nil before zipping up and leaving them. 

Ray and I were soon walking towards the taxi rank.  On route Ray asked what had taken me so long.  Stupidly I told Ray what the two lads had said.  Ray seemed pleased with herself that not one but two younger lads fancied her, or at least a fuck with her.  I must say that the thought of two young bucks with hard cocks for Ray had my own cock rising to attention.

Back at our flat it wasn’t long before I had Ray out of her clothes and giving her a sound fucking.  Afterwards Ray rubbed it in that she had two young admirers.  I wanted to just forget what had happened, and to be honest as the weeks went past I thought that Ray had also forgotten about it.

Ray was telling me that it was someone from work’s birthday and she and some mates were off to a disco and to get my own tea.  She also told me not to wait up as being a Friday it would probably be a late one.   After having a ready meal, I sat surfing the web.  Time flew past and just after ten o’clock I went off to bed taking a stiff drink with me.  I didn’t hear Ray come home, but she was there and fast asleep when I got up.  Being a nice day, I decided to put some washing on.  In sorting the clothes into coloured’s and whites I noticed that the panties that Ray had been wearing the previous night still had a very wet patch in the gusset.  It had my suspicions raised that she might have cheated on me.

It was almost lunch time when Ray finally surfaced.  I asked had she had a good night and Ray had a devilish sort of look on her face when she told me that she had.  I asked had anything exciting happened.  Ray said that Rosie got off with a young man.  My mind immediately went back to the two men in the toilets of that late opening pub.  “You didn’t find yourself a toy boy then,” I enquired.  She joked that there was too many to choose from.  Again, it was all forgotten over the next few weeks.

Then we were out with Colin and Alison.  During the course of the evening Colin and Alison had an argument over something and Colin stormed off leaving Alison with Ray and myself.  Whatever the argument was over caused Alison to hit the bottle rather hard and Ray joined her in sympathy hitting the bottle.  An hour or so later I had to help two drunk women to the taxi rank.  The driver pulled a face, and at first I thought he was going to refuse to take us.  For that reason, instead of giving him Alison’s address first, I just gave him our address.  I decided that Alison could sleep it off in our spare room.

Once indoors Ray dragged herself straight to bed leaving me to deal with Alison.  I took Alison upstairs to the spare bedroom to discover the bed wasn’t made up and sat Alison in the chair next to the bed whilst I made the bed up.  I was going to just lay Alison in the bed and cover her up, but she started to rip her own clothes off.  I had long fancied Alison and had to hold myself in check, so not to do something I might regret.  I manged to stop Alison going any further than bra and panties before trying to get her into bed. 

Alison tried to pull me into bed with her and when I told her we shouldn’t and it wasn’t a good idea.  Alison muttered something about Ray.  I asked her to repeat what she had said and she giggled as she told me that Ray had slept with a young man.  Then she giggled that so had she.  Of course, I wanted to know more.  It took some effort to keep her awake and telling me what happened.  I gleaned that after the nightclub it was Ray that wanted to go to the pub for more drinks before coming home.

Almost immediately on arriving at the pub the eight women that had gone to the pub found themselves with a bunch of lads surrounding them and hitting on them.  Several of the women all but fled leaving six married women with eight or nine lads.  After several more drinks more of the women left leaving just four of the women.  The lads all suggested that they could take the party off to one of the lads house. 

The four women were soon whisked away in cars to an old house that had seen better days.  As most of you can imagine there was just one thing on the lads minds even if it wasn’t on the women’s minds.  At the house quite quickly one of the women took fright and insisted that she be taken home.  That left seven or eight lads and three women.  Alison giggled when she told me that two of the lads said that they had already fancied Ray.  They steered Ray out the room and Alison said she didn’t know what happened to her after that but could guess. 

Alison said that she had ended up with three lads and was given a sound fucking by the three of them.  Later when she was returned to the main room, one of the lads was still fucking Rosie.  Afterwards she was taken with Rosie to Rosie’s house where she stayed the rest of the night.  The argument was because her husband discovered that she hadn’t stayed at ours, like she had told him, and he just assumed that she had been cheating on him.  Turned out his assumptions were correct.  But she wasn’t the only one to cheat that night.

I didn’t know what to think or do.  I knew that although I had fancied the pants off Alison, I had to untangle myself from her and not succumb to her trying to get me into bed with her.  By the time I got to bed Ray was already asleep.  As I lay next to her all I could think about was the two lads that had told me in the toilets that they wouldn’t mind time fucking my wife.  Now they probably had.  I had visions of them on top of her.  I barely slept that night.

Next day I asked Ray about what happened that night.  At first she tried to tell me nothing and then she realised that I knew some if not all that happened.  Ray tried to bluff her way out of it almost telling me that it wasn’t her fault that the two lads made use of her body.  When I tackled her that it was her that had suggested going to the pub after the disco, she eventually told me that she was flattered and excited at their attention and hadn’t meant for anything to happen.  She thought that she had everything under control.  Then when one of them had his hand in her panties she was soon lost to them and she admitted that she was not just flattered, but excited.  She owned up that she eventually allowed them both to take turns with her.

Ray wanted to know what I was going to do about it.  Was I going to kick her out.  I couldn’t divorce her, we weren’t married.  I told her that I had seen a way of sorting out all our problems.  By this time Alison had joined us and I told them that I intended to have my way with Alison and then I would tell Colin that there was a mix up and Ray was so drunk that she wasn’t aware that Alison had stayed at our house and I had dropped her at Rosie’s the next morning as Rosie had her handbag.

So that was what happened.  I took Alison to our room and gave her a sound fucking, and then a few days later I told Colin that she had stayed at ours.  Whilst he was still a bit dubious about what I told him he did accept it as being feasible.  Since that night the three women have been back to the pub a few times.  Each time I have had my way with both Rosie and Alison afterwards and I have provided them with any stories they need to cover themselves with their partners.

I don’t think Ray likes it much that I fuck her two palls, but if she want’s to continue to let these young men use her then she had little option.  What is good for the goose is good for the gander.What