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Becoming A Slut Wife: Abby

byJust Plain Bob©

You never know who your friends really are until you give them a chance to take advantage of you.

Abby and I had been married a little over ten years and it had been a great ten. The two of us always seemed to be on the same page no matter what we did. It was almost as if we could read each other's minds over a distance. An example: One morning I was getting ready to go to work and I noticed that I need new underwear. I made a mental note to pick up some the next time I went to the store. When I got home that night I found out that Abby had gone shopping and had purchased me some new briefs. She had stopped at Target to get some sheets that were on sale and for some reason that she hadn't understood she had grabbed me some underwear. Another time I was on the way home from work and instead of turning right onto our street I kept going straight. I don't know why I did it because I had no real reason not to make my turn. Whatever the reason I was almost at Safeway when I decided to turn back, but at the last minute I turned into the Safeway parking lot and went into the store. I had a sudden desire for spaghetti and meat sauce and I went inside and got the stuff I needed to make it. When I got home Abby called me on the phone just as I came in the door, "Do you mind if we go out for dinner tonight. I've had a craving for spaghetti all day and I don't have what we need to make at the house." Those are only two of the examples of how in tune with each other we are and there are many, many more.

Abby and I met in college, started dating, fell in love and we got married. We were both virgins when we tied the knot, Abby because she had promised her mother on her deathbed, and me because I had been too painfully shy to get anywhere with a girl. But even thought we started out inexperienced our sex life was a full and rich one. Again, our being in tune with each other had a lot to do with it. I instinctively knew when and where she wanted to be touched and how and she knew the same about me. As a gag gift one of her sisters had given her a box labeled "Sexual Instruction Manual" at her bridal shower and when Abby opened it she found a porno tape. For the first month of our marriage we played that tape over and over and did everything that we saw on that tape. We did oral, anal, and sixty-nine; we did missionary position, doggie style, several of the more acrobatic positions and in general had a grand old time.

We decided to buy more porno tapes and became frequent customers of the adult bookstore down town. We also had a large collection of dildos that we used in role playing, a sex swing hanging from the beams in the basement and a dozen different bottles of lotions and ointments. When it came to role-playing Abby's favorite was to believe she was getting fucked by two men at the same time. While I stroked into her ass she would use a dildo on her pussy and she always seemed to have a larger than average orgasm when we did that. Once, during a light hearted moment I asked her if she was ever going to drag another man home with her so she could do it for real. She blushed and said, "Good God no. I'm a married woman, not a slut. I could never do it with anyone I didn't know and if I did it with someone I know I would never be able to face them again." Being as tuned in to her as I was I knew that she meant it.

After ten years of marriage our sex life was still going gangbusters. We enjoyed sex six and seven times a week and it surprised us to hear that most of our married friends, who had been married as long as we had, were only having sex twice a week if even that. We had stopped buying porno tapes, but were still getting ideas from magazines like Penthouse Letters, Penthouse Forum and Gallery. On a trip to Mexico we made love on the little balcony outside our room. Abby leaned over the railing while I fucked her from behind. Several people saw us and knew what we were doing and they waved at us and Abby waved back. Another time we made love in the ladies room of a local bar while there was a line of women waiting outside and she sucked my dick in a stall in a men's room while other guys came in and took their whiz just feet away from us. Life was not dull for us - not ever!

It was my thirty-fifth birthday and Abby threw me a surprise party at one of the local bars. When I got home from work that night Abby said she wanted to eat out. I asked her where and she said the Watering Hole.

"I have a craving for one of their half pound ground rounds with a big slice of Bermuda onion."

We walked into the bar and the surprise was complete and we settled down to party. It was a Friday night and the Hole had a band so the drinking and dancing were unrestrained. As the birthday boy everyone wanted to buy me a drink and around eleven I started feeling a little woozy and by midnight I was passed out. Abby had been putting it away too, but she wasn't quite as bad off as I was. There were a couple of people who thought they were fairly sober and they loaded me into a car to take me home. I vaguely remember coming out of my alcohol induced stupor at one point to see Abby in only high heels and nylons being passed around by a group of guys who were kissing her and copping feels. It looked like she was protesting but I faded out without knowing. I woke up the next morning with a head that felt like a bass drum being pounded on. My mouth tasted like a cavalry regiment had ridden through it and as I stumbled to the bathroom I swore that I would never drink again. Finishing in the bathroom I went into the bedroom and found Abby asleep on the bed. There was dried cum everywhere. She had love bites on her tits, her legs were spread and I could see cum leaking out of her pussy lips, which were red and swollen. She had one high heel on and only god knew where the other one was; her nylons had runs and cum stains all over them and it was obvious that she had been well used. I looked down at her and wondered what the previous night had done to our life.

I managed to get to the kitchen and get the coffee going without having to rush to the bathroom and little by little I began to return to the land of the living. About two hours later I heard the shower start running and I knew that Abby was awake. I was sitting on the bed when she came out of the shower and when she saw me she started crying, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, oh god I'm so sorry" and I got up and took her in my arms. She buried her head in my shoulder and she cried and cried. I led her over to the bed, put her down and held her until she got it all out of her system and then I took her downstairs and fed her breakfast. It was the middle of the afternoon before she could bring herself to tell me what had happened. I had been loaded into the car with Sam, Alice, Greg, Nancy and Sid and Abby had been loaded into the car with Ralph, Judy, Harry, Henry and Al. Ralph, Judy and Harry were in the front, with Judy in the middle and Abby was in the back sitting between Henry and Al. They weren't even out of the parking lot before Judy was necking with Harry while her husband Ralph drove. Abby had been drinking almost as much as me, but even as loaded as she was she was amazed at what Judy was doing with Harry sitting right next to her.

Henry said, "See, even though she's married she can still have a little fun" and then he kissed her.

Abby had been kissed at parties before, especially at Christmas under the mistletoe, and she felt safe being in a car full of her friends and so she let Henry kiss her. Then Al said he wanted a taste and she let him kiss her and then it was Henry's turn again and then Al's and then Henry's and then Al's. Then there was a little tongue action and Abby returned it. She couldn't remember who started playing with her tits first, but between the kissing and the feeling she was getting a little hot. More kisses, more tongue and more of having her tits played with and then she saw Judy's head drop into Harry's lap and Ralph looked over at what was happening and smiled and kept on driving. As drunk as Abby was she still knew what Judy was doing with her head in Harry's lap.

Henry and Al's kisses were getting hotter and suddenly Henry was sucking her left tit and Al was busy working on her right one and she couldn't even remember them getting her bra loose. Abby's tits are very sensitive and the two men soon had her squirming. She had her head back and was moaning and she heard Judy say from the front seat, "You go girl. I knew you had it in you to be as big a slut as I am." The word slut barely registered as Henry and Al moved her legs apart and their fingers went to work on her pussy. She started to cry out, "No you can't" but Henry pulled his mouth off of her tit and put his mouth over hers and stuck his tongue down her throat.

When the car pulled into the driveway at our house Abby had three of Al's fingers in her pussy; she was swapping tongues with Henry and she had a cock in each hand and she didn't even know how that had happened. The other car had already arrived and I had been taken into the house and dumped on the couch. Ralph, Harry and Judy got out of the car and Henry told them that he would be along later, "Don't want to give her time to cool down."

Judy had laughed, "Don't take too long. I don't want to have to do everyone by myself."

Another five minutes of working on her pussy with their fingers and then she had been eased down onto the back seat and while Al kept kissing her and playing with her tits Henry moved between her legs. Her eyes shot wide open as the first cock other than mine plowed into her. She knew it was wrong and she tried to struggle, but all her squirming around did was help Henry get deeper and deeper into her. He started fucking her and after several minutes of his pounding her resistance began to fade. Henry and Al had both fucked her twice in the back seat of Ralph's car and then they took her into the house.

The trip between the car and the house gave Abby time to try and collect herself. She knew that what she had just done was wrong, just as she knew that she had enjoyed it. She wished she could have fought harder to keep it from happening, but she also knew that in her condition Henry and Al would have won out any way. She had some idea of what was waiting for her in the house and she knew she had to get away from them as soon as they got inside, but it wasn't to be. As soon as they got in the house several guys had taken her and stripped her down to her heels and hose.

Judy had cried out, "Help at last. Come on sweetie, let's show these guys what a couple of hot sluts are capable of."

When Abby was stripped of her clothes the men started passing her around in a circle and they kissed her and felt her up. By the time she had been passed back to the first man in line her blood was boiling and she was a lust-crazed slut. The man had pulled her down to the floor and Abby was reaching for his cock before her legs were even spread wide. The man fucked her and then after him it was one man after another until every man in the room had fucked her at least once. And then Judy had said, "Lets take this up to the bedroom and the men had carried the two women upstairs where the two women had spent the night fucking every man there as much as he wanted. By the time she had finished telling me the story she was crying again. I got her settled down and told her that I loved her and she begged forgiveness and promised to be mine forever and never ever let herself get in a situation like that again.

The rest of the weekend was a quiet one for us as neither one of us wanted to say or do anything that would bring up what had happened on Friday night. I knew Abby was still shaken up over what had happened to her and I did my best to shower her with love and affection to show her that I still loved her and that she didn't have to be worried about our future. Monday wasn't a bad day for me until about two in the afternoon. All of a sudden I began having images of Abby and other men in my head. On the way home from work I was sitting at a stoplight and an image of Abby sitting on one man's cock while another man fucked her in the ass flooded into my mind.

When I got home from work Abby wasn't there and when I walked into the kitchen I saw the light blinking on the telephone answering machine. I hit the play button and the announcement said, "You have one new message and one old message" The new message was from a telemarketer and I deleted it. Our answering machine is state of the art and has more bells and whistles than you can count. One of the things that it does is record some messages that you wouldn't normally think about and I think Abby forgot about this feature. If the machine answers a call, plays the recorded message and you answer the call using a handset other than the one on the answering machine after the person calling starts to leave their message, the machine records both sides of the conversation.

Abby: Hello?

Caller: Abby, this is Judy.

A: Oh hi.

J: Are you doing anything?

A: No, not really.

J: Hey listen, I've got some friends coming over and we are going to have a little party. Want to come?

A: (Pause) I don't think I can.

J: Come on honey, a party will do you good.

A: I'm sorry, I really don't think that I can.

J: Don't think you can, or don't think you should.

A: Well, yes, I guess that's it. I really shouldn't.

J: But you want to Abby, I can hear it in your voice.

A: (Silence)

J: Honey you can't hide it from me. I was lying on that bed next to you, remember? I know you want to do it again.

A: (a long silence - and then) What time?

J: As soon as you can get here.

A: Who will be there?

J: Just some of the guys you had fun with the other night.

A: I'll have to be home before David gets here.

I heard a noise behind me and turned to see Abby standing there looking like she'd just lost something and I just stood there and stared at her while the message played itself out.

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