My wife is the bands groupie

What time will they be here? She asked.

Around seven. I said. Micks bringing some Turkish pizza for tea.

Do you want a beer? She said. Im having a scotch.

She went over to the bar Id set up in the corner. As she bent down into the fridge I could see that she didnt have a visible panty line through the little black dress she was so fond of wearing.

She walked back slowly and handed me my beer. I patted her on the arse to confirm my suspicions.

No knickers tonight?

Well Mick and Ben are coming over. She smiled at me. I was thinking that maybe. She rubbed my cock through my jeans.

You are one horny little tart. I said. If you behave yourself and let us rehearse for a few hours afterwards Ill let them at you. OK.?

She loved Bens massive cock and it had been months since hed been away from his possessive wife Julie who was away visiting her sick mother. Mick was engaged to Sharon before I met her and although the break up was difficult we got around it by sharing her one night after drinking and smoking far too much dope. Mick regularly came over for a threesome.