A bunch of Tom's friends...and her own best friend

She giggled, the sound manic and feral, before replying, "Let's keep that a surprise. Just throw me your phone, babe!"

"My phone?" He handed it over, but still felt the need to ask, "Why my phone?" As his wife, Sarah of course knew the unlock code, and her little green fingers moved in a flurry of activity, faster than he'd ever seen her use a phone before. Which, he supposed, made sense. Goblins were supposed to be really dexterous, at least in some fantasy canons.

"Because, I don't exactly have a bunch of guy friends," she replied, still typing...before pausing to add, "Not yet anyway." She cackled, continuing her work until throwing the phone back at him. "They'll be here in two hours."

Stunned, Tom barely caught his own phone. "T-two hours? That's fast..." He looked around the bedroom, and thought about the state of the rest of the house. "Shit, we should clean up, the house isn't really prepared for company." He got up, got dressed, and started throwing dirty clothes in the hamper. There were dishes in the sink, the carpet needed to be vacuumed, not to mention the bathroom...

"Kehehehe~" Sarah cackled, digging through her dresser, tossing a bunch of clean clothes on the floor in the process, before grabbing a red crop top that was just big enough for her to wear it as a normal shirt, paired with some tight black panties. "Your friends are coming here to stuff my green holes with their cocks, Tom, I don't think they're going to give a fuck how clean the place is." She looked in the mirror, approving her appearance while scratching her butt idly. "Well, your friends plus Sandra."

"Your best friend?" That surprised him. He knew she was pansexual, and had had a crush on Sarah for ages, but this was the first time he'd ever heard his wife entertain the idea of reciprocating.

She idly shrugged. "Yeah, I'm mostly in the mood for cock, but I'm interested in seeing what her pussy tastes like."

It would have been a lie if Tom said that he didn't find the idea hot as hell. Still, he was beginning to wonder something. "Is there room in this gangbang for me?" He could have just looked in his phone to count how many people she had messaged, but he wanted to hear it from her.