Amanda gaped at me. She was having trouble speaking again. “What are you talking about? Is this a joke? Are you absolutely insane? What possible reason could you—“
I raised my hands to cut her off. I knew many things, including the fate of our marriage, hinged upon what I said next. “I know this is crazy, I know. But, please, just listen to me.” I swallowed hard and squeezed her hands. “I love you. I adore the ground that you walk on from the moment you wake up in the morning until the moment you go to sleep at night. There isn’t a second that passes when I don’t realize how lucky I am to have you in my life. I’ve dedicated my life to keeping you safe and trying to make you happy. And there’s nothing I won’t do to try to achieve that.” I paused again, trying to frame my thoughts. “Sometimes I feel that as your husband….as a single man…I can’t give you everything that you want, everything that you need… everything you deserve.” My expression became sheepish, “I only have one penis to give you. I know you’ve always fantasized about playing with more than one so I…, uh, you know… set up a gangbang for you.”
It took a moment for the words to register as my wife continued to look at me with a dumbfounded expression. Then her eyes narrowed and her nostrils flared, her expression becoming hard. I knew I was treading on dangerous ground. But Amanda saw the genuine look of love and adoration on my face, and she quickly began to soften. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, she closed her eyes, sighed, and shook her head in resignation.
“Oh, babe… you silly, silly thing! What have you done? I know we enjoy sharing our fantasies… talking dirty in bed and all that stuff… but it’s just that: fantasy! How could you think I would do ever really do those things? That I’d be capable of touching another man? I don’t want to be with anyone else. I just want to be with you.”
I couldn’t love Amanda any more than I did at that precise moment. I touched her hand to my cheek again. “I know. I guess what I’m trying to tell you is that it doesn’t have to all just be fantasy. It can be real.” I kissed her hand. “I see how intent you get when we watch those threesome and group sex movies. They always make you so hot. Deep down inside, I know you want it. I love you, and I want to give you everything and anything imaginable.” I paused again. “And quite frankly, there’s aren’t that many things that would make me harder than watching you have sex several men.” There was no point in holding back know now.
Amanda buried her head in my chest. I took a quick glance behind her, and saw everyone still stroking themselves to keep their erections hard. No doubt they were staring at my wife’s ass as she stood with her back to them. Their burgeoning cocks were a sight to behold, but by the way the men were shifting, I could they were getting restless.
As fate would have it, Amanda lifted her face at that moment. There was a loving smile on her lips and actual tears in her eyes. “I cannot believe I’m even considering this,” she quavered. She paused, and I could feel her trembling once more. “Are you sure?”
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