World Cup fever was running rampart. Cars drove down the street flying their favorite nationality flags.
My husband Rick had planned a “World Cup Party” for the guys to watch the final game on out big screen TV.
He had invited fifteen of his buddies and spared no expense to entertain them while they watched the match.
The Recreation room bar was well stocked with every king of liquor and beer you could imagine. A catering firm had been contracted to provide a smorgasbord buffet for the guys.
“There is one thing I would like you to do for me to make it a day the guys will remember Sweetheart.” Rick said.
“What’s that?” I asked curiously.
“Fuck them.” My husband asked bluntly.
“Excuse me?” I didn’t think I had heard his correctly.
“I want you to fuck the guys.” Rick repeated.
“All of them?” I couldn’t believe what he was asking.
“Do you love me?” Rick asked.
“Then you will fuck them all for me.” My husband ruled.
Thus it was decided that I was to be the slut for fifteen guys.
Rick and I were not monogamous as we had done our share of swinging but always together.
I had never fucked another man without my husband being included in the threesome or foursome.
This was completely different as I was to be gang-banged by fifteen guys while my husband watched.
“Do the guys know?” I asked.
“I told them I may have a special surprise for them.” Rick smiled.
“Rick, I know all these guys, most of them are married?” I brought to his attention.
“No guy is going to turn down the chance to fuck you.” He grinned.
Unfortunately I knew what he said was true. At twenty-eight I knew guys found me attractive and I got hit on numerous times wherever I went unaccompanied. My 38DD bust, nicely rounded ass and long, shapely legs were like bait for guys on the prowl.