We’ve known Mike & Gwen since our early arrival to UK…almost 10 years ago. Mike is under a skills contract with Judi’s real estate organization…he’s a carpenter. I should say a highly skilled artisan who handles high-end finishing work for several builders here in UK and IE…the couple originally from Ireland. Only close friends aware, Gwen was an escort employee for a hi-end service that caters to the business and professional network… Michael was aware of Gwen’s history; however, once they became engaged, Gwen dropped from her former “service” industry. They’ve been married for 14 years. Mike is 43…Gwen 40. As you’d expect from the rigors of his business, Mike is a physically fit gent. Gwen continues to project the beauty of her formative years…she was an escort partner from age 22 to 26. Still looks the lovely lass of those years…fit figure…toned body…great rack and derriere…and a kindly face with now dyed red locks framing her great looks. About 6 weeks ago Judi asked me to accompany her to a client dinner. She normally handles her business dealing solo, but this time I sensed she had some reservations about the gentlemen at her dinner meeting. She structured a major RE deal that would take over a large parcel of defunct industrial presence. The developers were approved to build and manage a mixed-use property zone to open in 2016…including commercial, residence and a large ‘brand name’ hotel. The two developers were business partners from London and Marseilles. The UK person is a 60’ish gent…divorced for some years…and well known in the local RE marketplace. The Frenchman is very young…about 35…and known to be business savvy and RE aggressive Knowing my wife’s style, there was a possibility she’s had “experience” with one OR both men! I think that’s why she invited my attend. The evening dinner became quite interesting. Bernard and Francois met us at Judi’s bistro choice. Bernie was accompanied by a luscious babe, Myra. Judi and I learned she’s 25 BUT could easily pass for an under-age, jail-bait sweetie. Yes, she’s an escort, and accompanied Bernie for several days that week. Francois, the young lad, likes ‘older’ women…somewhat akin to my preference over the years. His escort almost floored Judi and me (perhaps more me)…!! I say almost…we maintained our composure and discretion, though I have to admit Judi and I shared a discreet smile. You guessed it…Francois’ escort was none other…than Gwen! She was beautifully dressed in a sexy-appealing tight cocktail chemise…short and low-cut with décolletage style right down to her naval. Whereas the younger escort with Bernie had minimalist titties lovingly framed by tight fitting blouse and support push-ups, Gwen appeared to have no bra…just adhesive-like push-up cups. Her nipples…like her young colleague…made clear impressions through the dress fabric. We were NO surprise to Gwen. In fact I believe she and Judi chatted before the dinner…so there would be NO surprises. BUT, sure as hell for me, I was astonished to see our good friend back in the ‘play’ so-to-speak. I learned from Judi the next morning that while her husband had been doing very well in his job, once the Celtic Tiger economy started to tank in 2010, and the RE business became pressed here, his skill sets were no longer compensated at the high levels they had been for many years. Gwen had always been approached by her former ‘agents.’ She was missed in their stable, and while now older, her talents and beauty even more in demand by a younger executive-type crowd. As I’ve seen my wife engaged by younger men in recent years, Gwen no different…the younger lads enjoy fucking older women…especially if they’re “happily” married…!! Gwen took their offer about a year ago with stipulation she would choose whom to consort, and only during periods when Mike was on scheduled contract assignments away from home. Sometimes those away assignments would last up to two weeks. As far as we understand, Mike is NOT aware of his wife’s “part-time” employment. The dinner went well as Judi and I witnessed both men also having their fun with their gals. Bernie couldn’t keep his hands off his young lady…Blair her name. She was as much touched as he would touch his dinner napkin…and often I glimpsed what appeared under-skirt activities while Blair massaged Bernie’s trouser zipper! Francois was more ‘tasteful’ with Gwen. He liked to kiss her neck and cheek…and on occasion he’d bend down to her open chest and kiss her skin between those lovely titty mounds. Gwen seemed to enjoy her handling. Judi and I enjoyed witnessing the whole affair…;);) At dinner-end, and all the usual mannerly conversation, Bernie left with his tart…she would be addressing a lot more later that night. Francois, however, had a travel agenda. He said that he would have limo service bring Gwen back to his hotel. He wouldn’t be there…BUT had pre-paid for another 2 days. He offered Gwen the opportunity to ‘vacation’ another day at his largess. Judi intervened…suggesting that she and I drive Gwen to the hotel…giving us a chance to ‘better acquaint’ ourselves with his companion. Francois thought it was a great idea…accepted no challenge from Gwen (she didn’t object BTW) and thanked Judi for the offer. At departure, he whispered to me…”She’s been paid well for the week…enjoy her. I know your wife will…” and smiled. I then realized, with little doubt, he’s fucked my wife!! Judi’s business deal with both men far too large without a hint her open legs likely facilitated the contract. At concierge car pick-up, demeanor among three of us…Judi, Gwen and I…relaxed. The girls heartily laughed. I was the one surprised…Judi had been aware of Gwen’s ‘current employment’ for months! I climbed into the driver’s seat as BOTH gals went into the rear of our Volvo…no surprise…thought they would want to talk a bit. The hotel Gwen was staying is about an hour’s drive…at that late hour…from our bistro. After three of us casually chatted, both ladies lowered their voices to what became a ‘private conversation.’ I’ve got GOOD HEARING however…;);) I could also watch the gals in the rearview mirror. Within minutes, Gwen and Judi kissed…lips of course. A few minutes later, Gwen seemed quiet but breathing heavy. I noticed my wife’s right hand…wrist…and lower arm…disappeared under Gwen’s dress and between her legs. Judi asked Gwen if she wanted more. Judi wasn’t really giving her a choice…Judi was doing what she wanted. My wife’s arm moved deeper under Gwen’s dress. I saw Gwen flinch. My wife’s hand…fingers …whatever …found their objective between Gwen’s legs! Gwen remained generally silent except for a modest moan or two. Judi spoke. “When is it my turn…our turn…?” Judi fucking knew I could hear and see most of the backseat action… She turned forward and asked…”Arli, would you like us to set up a threesome…and properly pay Gwen for her services…?” My wife was being ‘kindly and helpful’ to her friend. It obviously had nothing to do with the sex… Right…? Bullshit…!! I laughed a bit while Judi’s hand kept Gwen mesmerized. Judi must have been manipulating Gwen’s clit…fingering…rubbing…massaging. I replied…”You girls set the date and time…perhaps tonight?” Judi replied not that evening…she wanted to give Gwen a chance to recuperate. Obviously, Judi knew a lot more of Gwen’s sexual activity that week with Francois…and who knows…perhaps foursome swap with Bernie and Blair… I would let my wife handle the arrangements. I did assure Gwen that I would pay her handsomely for “the fun.” I agreed with my wife’s comment…it would be nice to ‘help’ Gwen’s (AND Mike’s) financial situation. Judi and I also agreed…her hubby would have NO knowledge of our arrangements. That was about 6 weeks ago. I’ve yet Judi and I engage Gwen, BUT, I know Judi wrote out a fairly hefty draft to Gwen. It’s possible Judi and Gwen have already connected. In the next few weeks, if no secured date scheduled, I’ll reach out to Gwen personally. She has every reason to acquiesce to my wants. That draft came from a joint account. I plan to collect my value of it from Gwen…even if it’s only Gwen and me in bed! If ever an issue, I’m the “innocent” in all of this…my cock hasn’t touched Gwen…yet! It could become an interesting conversation with Mike if Gwen doesn’t properly put out…