‘Graham…after giving you the best anniversary present in the whole wide world…ever…I think it’s time we made one of my fantasies reality.’

I couldn’t argue with her logic. The anniversary present I had received, a night of debauchery with my wife and Steph, a young woman Jen had found on the internet, where I could indulge my every whim, had indeed been beyond all expectations. So it only seemed fair to agree wholeheartedly.

When I looked quizzically at her, Jen explained, ‘I want you to take me to a swingers party. You will choose the men I fuck and what I do with them.’

As usual, my incredibly organised wife had done her research. She had found a swingers club with an upcoming party within driving distance and had already made us members. As we continued talking out the details, she explained that she wanted me to decide everything that would happen on the night – what she would wear, drink, say and do. She was interested in what I would ask her to get up to and what would excite me. I told her I wouldn’t let her down and to leave it all to me.

I went and bought a new outfit for her: elbow-length PVC gloves, black fishnet stockings, black patent leather high heels, and to top it all, a black PVC body suit with the front slashed from neck to navel. It clung very tightly around her shaven cunt – I’m nothing if not predictable. She looked every inch the total slut when she tried it on for the first time.

On the evening of the party, just as we were setting off, I told her the rules for the evening and gave her a final present: a silver ankle bracelet with three silver charms - two ♂ either side of a ♀. As she kissed me to say thanks, she whispered, ‘Is this a clue about what you want to watch me doing tonight?’

When we arrived at the party, things were just warming up. Some people had started dancing, getting off together. Some women were already down to their underwear or topless. Some cocks were already jutting out of flies. We sat down on a long sofa next to one another and I looked around, sizing up the men for Jen to play with, finally settling on a tall young man with blonde hair. ‘That one.’ I said, pointing. ‘Suck his cock and drink his spunk for me’

Jen got up without a word or a glance back at me and went over to the young man. They chatted briefly and then started to dance. I could see his hands roaming over my wife’s body while they