“You’ll see when you get home,” she replied cryptically.

George went to work horny and excited for the next stage of their games. He suspected that Abbey would try and get fucked today but didn’t know if she would succeed.

His mind jumped from thought to thought about who she would fuck throughout the whole day. The neighbour? Some random at a bar? Return to the glory hole for some more anonymous fun?

As the day continued, his thoughts became more perverse. He found his cock leaking with excitement as he wondered how far she would go. He was surprised when he thought of his brother fucking Abbey and how aroused it made him. Even more so when he thought of Abbey ’s brother. He was a perpetual bachelor who had a huge cock and knew how to use it if his exes were to be believed. He was also unemployed, like Abbey, both the beneficiaries of a trust fund. George heard himself moan as he pictured Abbey on her hands and knees with her brother behind her.

He ended up leaving work early. He couldn’t focus on work with the perverted erotic thoughts going through his head. He almost messaged Abbey to let her know he was coming home but decided not to in case she had company.

When he finally pulled up at home, there were no strange cars in the driveway. He was almost disappointed. He entered the house through the garage door like he always did and then stopped dropping his briefcase.

There, ****, on the kitchen table was his buxom wife, her arms and legs tied to the table. Her hair and face were a mess, and she was encrusted with dry cum.

He stepped closer to get a better look while he undid his fly and pulled out his cock. Scrawled across her were words written in ink. ‘Whore’ ‘Slut wife’ ‘Dog’. There were also what looked like phone numbers. All were smeared from cum and friction.

He pulled out his phone and took a couple of snaps before he started to stroke his cock. Such a mess, her blonde hair clumped with dried cum. He moaned as he looked at her and moaned more as her eyes started to open. “Hello dear,” she said weakly. Her voice was hoarse.

“You really went all out, didn’t you?” he said.

She half-smiled, “I think it was eight guys.”

George moaned more, “I can count at least nine numbers written on your skin, so you don’t know how many you fucked do you?”

She shook her head, “I guess not. Oh, can you open the top drawer, please?” She looked towards one of the kitchen drawers, and he pulled it open to find a bunch of crumpled notes. “Oh good, they didn’t rob me. After letting them tie me up, they said they would take the money and leave me here. I guess they were worried if they did, I wouldn’t invite them back.”

George shuddered, “Invite them back?” he asked.

Abbey smiled, “You wanted me to be a slut, didn’t you? Now tell me, do you want to fuck my face or my cunt?”

“I take it none of them used protection?” he asked.

She smiled, “A couple did. They promised to put their loads in the fridge for me to enjoy later.”

George quickly moved over to the fridge and pulled the door open. Inside he saw on one of their nice serving platters six condoms, each with a full load. One, in particular, was very full. “There are six condoms here,” he said.

Abbey moaned, “Either they went again after I passed out, or there were a lot more men than I remember.”

George stepped back up to Abbey ’s head and slowly pushed his cock into her warm mouth. “Considering my darling wife is trying to get pregnant, I think I should use your mouth.”

He pushed easily into her throat and noticed not a trace of gagging. “God, I guess you had some practice today,” he said. Abbey moaned around his cock, but obviously didn’t say anything.

He knew he wouldn’t last long with his current state of being aroused all day and coming home to find her like this. His thrusts, although slow, were incredibly pleasurable, and after only a few minutes, he felt his nuts tingling. With a low growl of pleasure, he filled his wife’s willing throat. It wasn’t the most powerful orgasm of his life; however, he did feel it was the most satisfying, being able to use his slut wife as countless men had earlier in the day.