Then before I could ask another question, my wife opened her handbag and reached into it, while simultaneously saying, “I had sex with a bunch, (and she kind of emphasized the word bunch), of guys tonight and each one paid me $50 a piece to do it.”
Then she dropped a large wad of money onto the blankets in my lap. As I stared at the cash and tried to absorb what she had just told me, Brandie dropped her handbag onto the love seat, then stepped back, away from me, towards the other side of the living room. She flopped down on the couch with her head away from me so that she could look at me, and she put one foot up on the couch while leaving the other on the floor, giving me a perfect view of her swollen, reddish, obviously, very well used pussy between her legs!
I was having a difficult time focusing, because of my fever, and the fact that I had just woke up, and I was trying to understand what my wife was telling me. I looked at her, and at the big wad of money in my lap, back and forth a couple of times, then I blurted out, “How many? How many men did you fuck?”
Brandie was laying on her back, with the back of her left hand on her forehead, her elbow against the back of the couch, her eyes closed. I knew she was drunk and I didn’t want her to pass out I wanted to know what the Hell had happened!
Louder this time, I almost shouted, “How many men did you fuck?”
Brandie shuddered as if I had startled her, and she said, “I don’t know. I wasn’t keeping track. Count the money and you tell me.”
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing! My wife had fucked so many men that she didn’t know how many, and the large roll of cash in my lap told me it was…a LOT! I picked up the money, there was one, $100 bill, a couple of $50’s and the rest was $10’s and $20’s. I started counting, but because of my shaking and fever, I lost track and had to start over a couple of times. When I finally got it all counted, there was $1500 there! HOLY SHIT!
I did as quick a calculation in my head as my feverish brain would allow, and I almost screamed across the room, “There’s $1500 dollars here! At $50 bucks a piece, you fucked 30 men?”
It was as much a question as it was statement of fact.
Again, my wife bolted as I yelled, because she was almost asleep. Now that her eyes were open and I knew she could hear me, I repeated myself.
Slowly, my wife said, “No. No. I didn’t fuck all of them. I gave several blow jobs, jerked a few guys off, and it must not have been 30, it was probably 29. They were paying $50 for 15 minutes a piece and one guy paid for 30 minutes, that’s where the hundred dollar bill came from.”
My wife and I had been into the HOT Wifing lifestyle for nearly 20 years at the time. We had done a lot of crazy sexual shit during all that time and she had done a few small gang-bangs from time to time. I had seen my wife fuck literally hundreds of men since we first met and married. But her having sex with 29 men in one night, and doing it for money, was the wildest and craziest thing I had ever known her to do! Despite my illness and fever, I started to get sexually aroused, my heart was pounding and I wanted to know more. I wanted to know every fucking detail of the entire night! A thousand questions started running through my brain and I started to ask them.