Everyone Knows

It wasn’t my secret online activities that got us caught. Not the first time, at least.

“Hey,” he said. “I guess I’ll just come right out with it — I know you’re into the hotwife stuff.”

I froze and my stomach dropped.

My friend was usually confident, and his sheepish demeanor threw me off only slightly less than his admission.

My face reddened. I only had myself to blame. A while back, we had gotten a little careless. We were looking for a third. Abby fired up Tinder, matched with a guy, and he and I both took turns fucking her brains out. What we didn’t realize was that her profile was spotted by someone we knew. He told his friend, who told his friend…the rest is history. Pretty soon, everyone knew my wife was on Tinder. Not because she was cheating on me, but because we were having threesomes with random men. Eventually, it got back to us. We weren’t sure how many people had heard.

I knew it was coming, but I had been dreading this day.

He showed me a screenshot of Abby’s Tinder profile.

“Would it be okay — and stop me if I’m totally out of line — if I…um…” He paused. “Would you be open to the idea of bringing me into it?”

I raised my eyebrows.

“I’d really be into the idea of sleeping with your wife when you’re away on this trip.” He seemed to have regained his confidence. “If you’re into it, and she’s into it, I think it would be a lot of fun.”

“A lot of fun?” I asked, almost in a daze.

“Yeah…if you’re okay with it.” He added.

I shook the cobwebs off. I didn’t like feeling this exposed, this seen, but that ship had already sailed. He knew. There was no denying it.

“I’d have to ask her,” I said, my cock stiffening ever so slightly. I sighed. “So, everyone knows?”

He frowned sympathetically. “Yeah, basically everyone.”

I cringed, but my cock hardened even more. Everyone knew I liked to share my wife. Everyone knew that I watched her get railed by other men. And now, my friends were asking me to bang my wife.

How many of my coworkers had smiled behind my back? How many of them had cut a conversation short when I walked into a room? Did my wife’s friends know too? I guess I just had to live with this now. I was the guy who liked to share his wife.

Oh well.

“I’ll ask her,” I said. “But nothing is for sure. I guess I’d be okay with it.”

In fact, I loved the idea of it. We’d only done threesomes, so I’d always been present. This would be the first time I’d be absent when she got screwed by another man.

“I’m glad you said that,” he said, looking relieved. “I wasn’t sure if I was out of line…”

“No, you’re not out of line,” I said, not knowing why I was reassuring him. “I’m into the idea. It’s just…we’ve never brought in someone we know. It might be a little weird.”

“Weirder than banging a stranger?” He asked with a smile.

“You’d be surprised,” I replied. “The anonymity makes it easier. Not that we have much of that anymore.”

“Sorry,” he said. “I’d hate it if my private sexual interests were public knowledge.”

I winced. So that’s where I was at. Public knowledge.