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Subject: {ASSM} Beach House 01/02 {Jet Lag} (cuckold slutwife groupsex) RP
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"Beach House" - part 1 of 2
   by Jet Lag


   My wife Gloria and I got married fresh out of college.
Luckily I was able to land a job right away and we took up
residence in an apartment in the city.  I was working for an
Internet startup company, as a programmer, which didn't pay
all that great, but offered tons of stock options that could
someday be valuable.

   Gloria is a beautiful woman and she exploits it to the
max. She often dresses in these clingy outfits that really
accent her beautiful figure and full well proportioned
bustline.  Although she hails from a modest background,
college has turned her kind of aloof.  She speaks well,
dresses well, and wants desperately to make friends in high
society.

   After we had been married a year, the company I work
for went public in an IPO.  The options I owned for 5,000
shares suddenly became worth $250.00 each!  That's over a
million dollars and a real windfall.  Of course I would have
to wait a two years for the options to become fully vested,
but I got a good raise and felt like I was rich.

   The life that Gloria had always wanted, the rich life
of leisure with the upper crust of society was within her
grasp. This windfall, she thought, was her ticket to the all
her dreams and aspirations.    She went right out and bought
a two seat foreign sports car, and a whole new wardrobe.  I
tried to explain to her that we really couldn't afford these
things right now.  We had to wait for the options to become
vested.  In a few years we could cash some of them in and
reap our windfall but she wouldn't hear of it.  She wanted
it now and wouldn't take NO for an answer.

   "John, what good is having all this money if we can't
enjoy it" she told me.

   "We WILL be able to enjoy it, once our options become
fully vested."  I informed her.  "We have to wait for almost
two years."

   "Well I want to start to enjoy it now."  Gloria
insisted. "My friends have all the good things in life and I
want them too! I want to start right now, I've waited long
enough."

   I knew it would be impossible to get through to her. 
At this point she was in no mood to listen to facts.  I
thought that maybe I could narrow it down and appease her
somehow.

   "What is it that you want, honey?"  I asked her "Maybe
I can get it for you."

   Gloria smiled.  Her face became cheery.  "I was hoping
that we could spend two weeks at a beach house on Gale
Island this summer with all my society friends."  She stated
flatly.

   "And I want a new apartment.  An apartment at the
Willows." Gloria added.

   "Hell, you know what those things cost!"  Her requests
blew me away.  "We can't afford those things!  Not yet
anyway."

   Gloria's face changed from cheery to a scowl.  She
started sobbing.  I couldn't stand it when she got like this
and she knew I was powerless to resist her.  In this case,
however, there was nothing I could do about it.  The things
that she wanted were just too damn expensive to even think
about. Her desires would just have to be put on hold.

   A few weeks later I happened to be talking to an
associate and he mentioned that one of the senior executives
at my company had a big beautiful beach house on Gale
Island.  He also told me that sometimes he invites employees
over.  It was usually the ones with the sexiest wives. The
wives, he told me, had to live up to certain expectations. 
If he really liked them, sometimes he even loaned his beach
house out on weekdays.  This got my wheels spinning trying
to figure a way to get that beach house vacation my wife so
desperately craved.

   That night I discussed the situation with Gloria.

   "Honey it seems like we might have a chance at going
to Gale Island after all."

   My wife's face lit up with a big smile.  "Really?" she
asked, "I thought we couldn't afford that luxury."

   I began telling her what I had heard about Robert
Stiles, the senior executive with the beach house, and how
he often invited the younger teckies over for the weekend. 
Gloria sat right down next to me, rested her elbows on the
table and placed her chin in her hands.  She was hanging on
my every word.

   "I want to hear more." She coaxed.

   "He only likes to invite the guys who have young sexy
wives." I told her.  "I heard he likes to look at them and
fantasize about what kinds of sex they enjoy."

   "Well what's wrong with me!"  Gloria piped right in. 
"He can fantasize about me if he wants I wont mind a bit. 
Especially if I get to spend the weekend on Gale Island."

   "Wait there's more." I cautioned.  "I heard that the
wives have to wear these tiny bikinis, and sometimes he and
his friends grope them a little."  I was laying out the
conditions my friend had told me about. It seemed that
Gloria was not the least bit deterred.

   "I look pretty good in a bikini."  She quickly
responded "And hell, I get groped all the time by perverts
on the subway for free!  That's not so bad."

   I was a little surprised at my wife's devil may care
attitude about parading around in a string bikini and being
groped by strangers.  I became obvious to me that Gloria was
determined to make this happen.  I could see the sparkle in
her eyes.

   "How do we meet him and get ourselves invited?"  She
bubbled.

   I explained my loosely formulated plan.  "A bunch of
the executives from work stop for drinks at the Copper Top
Lounge on Thursdays. One of these days I could tag along and
you could meet me there.  I could introduce you to Robert
and see what happens."

   "Tomorrow night is Thursday let's do it then!"  Gloria
was really anxious.

   "Well I suppose I could talk to Robert when I see him
tomorrow, mention that you'd like to meet him and then show
up at the Copper Top."  I suggested.

   "Suppose he asks you about me what are you going to
tell him?"  Gloria pried.

   "Well ... the truth I guess." I answered her.

   "No! You fool!" Gloria blurted out spontaneously. 
"This is supposed to be a fantasy for him, right?" She was
getting really carried away over this now. "You tell him
that I have a very sexy body and work out religiously... 
Tell him that I look great in a bikini and that I love
sex...  No wait!...  Tell him that I'm an exhibitionist ...
and I love to give you oral sex all the time! Tell him you
think I might be a nymphomaniac."

   "But you never gave me oral sex in your life!"  I
interjected.

   "Look!"  Gloria insisted "This is supposed to be his
fantasy right?  No one has a fantasy about an ordinary wife
performing regular old lovemaking every other Saturday. 
Robert needs something juicy.  He needs to think I am this
oversexed horny housewife.  If we play our cards right we
can get a nice long weekend at his beach house."

   I was a bit taken back with Gloria's enthusiasm over
this whole situation.  The length she seemed willing to go
surprised me.  I had a feeling that she was biting off more
than she could chew and her insistence on playing the role
of the flirtatious wife could only backfire on her
eventually.  Perhaps it would backfire on us both.

   The following day I casually spoke to Robert and the
subject finally came up regarding his beach house.  True to
form, he asked me about my wife and I suggested some of the
things that Gloria had told me to say.  Robert seemed
interested and asked me to join him at the Copper Top.  I
called my wife with the news and we agreed to meet.

   Robert and I were enjoying a drink and talking when
suddenly the front door opened and the whole bar went
silent.  I looked up to see my beautiful wife entering the
establishment.

   Her light brown hair glistened in the light, and her
blue eyes sparkled.  She wore a silky white top that clung
to her breasts leaving no surprises as to their shape and
fullness.  Her large nipples were faintly outlined by the
thin material.  Gloria had on a short leather skirt.  I mean
it was real short. It showed about two thirds of her thigh. 
It had a slit on the side that ran up the final third of her
left leg.  As she walked, we could see the tops of her stay
up stockings through the slit in the leather. Her extremely
high heels made a clicking noise as she walked across the
floor.

   Gloria came right over to us to say hello.  She kind
of ignored me and fixed her gaze directly on Robert.  Her
attentiveness to him was obvious.

   "Well who is this John?"  She asked in her deepest
seductive tone "Aren't you going to introduce me to this
handsome gentleman?"

   "Gloria this is Robert," I told her, "He's one of the
senior executives at the office."

   Gloria's face lit up with a smile.  She extended her
hand to Robert as if she wanted him to grasp it.  "I'm so
very pleased to meet you." She breathed in her most
seductive tone.

   Robert invited her to join us.  Gloria sat down on his
right, and crossed her legs.  The slit on her leather dress
opened wider, not just exposing her stocking tops but also a
good inch of tender white thigh flesh.  This lovely little
display was not wasted on Robert.  He quickly complimented
my wife on her appearance.

   "You look very sexy tonight, Gloria.  Do you always
dress this way?"  He asked.

   "No."  She replied.  "Only when I'm going someplace
special ... or to meet someone special."  She hinted.

   There was music playing and Robert enjoyed several
dances with Gloria.  From my vantage-point at the table I
could see his hands slide slowly over my wife's ass while he
held her close. Her leather skirt was riding up as he gently
rubbed her ass, revealing just a little of her tight panties
to all the executives who were sitting at various tables. 
Her stocking tops and thighs were shamefully on display.  I
trying to get her attention to get her to discontinue this
lewd show that taking place right in front of all my bosses.

   After several drinks and several dances, we all
decided to call it a night.  On the ride home, in the car,
Gloria wanted to discuss her conversation with Robert.  She
turned off the radio and turned to face me in the car.

   "Well," she boasted "I got him to ask us out to Gale
Island this weekend!  I told you I could get him to ask us! 
See what just a little flirting can do!"

   "It looked to me like you were doing a little more
than flirting."  I scolded

   "It was all harmless." She countered "It was just a
little harmless flashing to get him to ask us to his beach
house.  It meant nothing to anyone, and now I get what I
wanted!"

   "What did he say to you?"  I needed to have an idea
how far this might go.

   "Well he told me I looked very sexy.  He said he
really liked that in a woman.  He said he liked women who
aren't held back by inhibitions.  Robert said that you told
him how I loved to give you oral sex and he couldn't get the
thought of it out of his mind.  He asked if I had ever been
to Gale Island and he told me that if I wanted to look real
sexy this weekend he would invite us out to his beach
house."

   "I quickly accepted and told him that it turns me on
to dress provocatively and that it turns you on to watch
your wife looking sexy and flirting with other men.  That's
when he started to rub my ass a little bit. He held me tight
and pressed his crotch right against me.  I could feel his
big hardon and he kept rubbing my ass. You told me to expect
a little groping so I told him that it felt good and I
didn't resist."

   "You told him I LIKE to watch you flirting and
exposing yourself?"  I was pissed.

   "Well you told me he has this fantasy thing, John.  I
had to tell him something to get us invited now didn't I? 
It was all very harmless and I was sure that you wouldn't
mind.  He told me to come to the office tomorrow and talk to
his personal secretary. He said she would provide me with a
special bathing suit to wear and explain the ground rules."

   "GROUND RULES!"  This sounded awfully fishy to me. 
"Gloria I think we should call this quits right now.  I
think that you are getting in way over your head."  I
counseled.

   "You're just jealous." Gloria shot back.  "You feel
bad because I was able to get a weekend at a beach house on
Gale Island that you couldn't afford to get for us, that's
all!  Now are you going to back me up on this or not?  After
all, this was YOUR idea to begin with!"

   I knew better than to argue at this point.  I decided
to let the matter rest until my wife had a chance to learn
about these "ground rules".  I wanted to hear for myself
what they were and to have a firsthand look at this special
bathing suit he was to give her.

   The next day at work dragged by.  I expected to see my
wife after her appointment with Robert's secretary but she
never showed.  I figured she had come to her senses.  Much
to my surprise, when I arrived at home she greeted me at the
door wearing the tiniest string bikini I had ever seen in my
life.  My chin hit the floor as Gloria did a little twirl
giving me a full view of just how little was covered up by
her new swimwear.

   "Like it?" she asked.  "This is the special bathing
suit I'm wearing this weekend!"

   "That's the suit?"  I was in shock.  The tiny white
bikini was more lewd than if she was actually naked.  The
two microscopic triangles of the top barely covered my
wife's nipples.  The teeny bottom barely covered her pubic
area and only hid a sliver of her butt.

   It was not just lewd it was obscene.  The white fabric
was practically transparent and my wife's tits and ass were
jiggling shamelessly with every move.  All my wife's naked
assets were nearly on display to anyone who might see her
dressed this way.

   I quickly regained my composure and began to subvert
this little scheme of hers.  "I think perhaps you should
reconsider this Gloria.  That bikini is obscene.  If it gets
wet, everything is going to show right through.  You might
as well be nude!"

   "Listen!" Gloria shouted back, " I think I look pretty
darn good in this suit.  If you're ashamed of me just say
so!  I want a weekend on Gale Island!  I managed to get us
invited, no thanks to you, and I'm going even if I have to
go alone and buck naked!"

   I said nothing.  I retired to the living room and
flipped on the TV.  Before long Gloria was standing in front
of me wearing a terry robe over her bikini and blocking the
TV.

   "I'm sorry I shouted at you honey."  Gloria said
softly. "It's just that I want to enjoy the same things that
my friends do.  I want to go to Gale Island for the weekend
and if I have to put on this little show for Robert and his
friends, who cares?  If you really, really love me and care
about the things I want you'll back me up on this...okay
baby?"

   "It's okay honey." I reassured her "I want you to have
your weekend.  I guess I'll go along with whatever happens."

   The next morning we were up early and off on the hour
drive to Gale Island.  We arrived at the address of a
spectacular beach house.  The foyer was huge with a big high
ceiling, accented by an impressive sweeping staircase that
led to the upstairs bedrooms. The great room featured a
two-story oceanfront wall of glass looking out over the
dunes and the sea.  There was a beautiful patio deck
surrounding a large built in swimming pool.

   We were greeted at the door by one of Robert's
servants.  He checked our names off on his guest list and
showed us to our accommodations.  Apparently we were to
occupy separate bedrooms. The butler told us that this was
standard practice for all of the "entertainment wives".  I
gave Gloria a funny look but went along with the whole
thing.  In fact, after seeing the beautiful beach house, I
was thinking that this might turn out to be a pretty good
weekend after all.

   Gloria and I changed into our swimsuits and met out on
the patio with Robert and the other guests.  As soon as we
arrived Robert came right over to talk to Gloria.

   "You look terrific!" he complimented enthusiastically.

   "Doesn't everyone think that Gloria looks great!"  He
held her by the hand and spun her around so all the
executives could get a good look at my wife in her micro
suit.

   I thought that Gloria would blush with embarrassment.
Instead, she seemed to revel in the attention she was
getting. Robert escorted her around the pool area and
introduced her to the male guests.  All my wife's female
assets were nearly on display and she didn't seem to mind
one bit.

   I decided to get out of there and take a walk on the
beach. Once away from the scene I started to enjoy myself a
little.  Gale Island is indeed a beautiful place.  There
were plenty of women in tiny bikinis all over the beach. 
Some were even topless!  As I walked along the surf I began
to get more comfortable with the whole situation.

   After about an hour I returned to Robert's beach
house. Gloria and another young sexy woman were in the
corner of the pool surrounded by 3 male guests.  All five of
them were laughing and joking around.  The other girl was
blonde and topless her big tits were covered in tanning oil.
One of the guys had his hand on my wife's ass and was gently
stroking it.  She was offering no resistance as he openly
groped her.

   I sat in a nearby lounge chair.  When Gloria noticed
me she swam across the pool, climbed out, and walked over to
where I was sitting.  Now that her suit was wet I could
clearly see her silver dollar size nipples and pubic patch. 
The suit was practically transparent!  Gloria sported a huge
smile as all the eyes around the pool watched her sexy tits
and ass jiggle with every step.

   She sat down next to me.  "How was your walk, John?"
she asked. "I missed you."

   "It doesn't look like you missed me too much." I
countered "And besides, you look practically naked in that
wet bikini."

   "No one else seems to care.  In fact," she said
"didn't you notice that Susan over there doesn't even have
her top on at all. I want to take mine off too.  You don't
mind do you, honey?  They have all seen my tits right
through this suit anyway and Robert seems to like that.  I
want to make them happy and be sure we get invited back
here. It's okay right, if I take off my top and let your
bosses have a little tiny peek at my boobies?"

   Without waiting for an answer, Gloria untied her top
and pulled it off.  I couldn't believe it!  Here was my
beautiful sexy wife topless in front of all my bosses, her
big pink puffy nipples lewdly on display.  The other men
were all grinning as they prepared to feast their eyes on my
wife's full sexy tits.  I was in complete shock.

   My wife tossed me her top, turned around and went back
to rejoin her new friends in the pool. Gloria whispered
something to them and they all looked back at me and
laughed.

   I needed a drink.  I went inside the house where there
was a bar and fixed myself a gin and tonic.  I ran into a
programmer from another department at the company.  It turns
out that he is married to the topless blonde at the pool. 
He introduced himself as Susan's husband, Tom.

   Tom told me that they have been spending weekends here
at Robert's beach house since last summer.  He told me that
a few weeks after they started coming he got a big raise and
a lot of extra stock options.   He said that they have been
invited back every weekend. Tom said that his wife loves
acting out the "entertainment wife" scenario and all that
extra money in the paycheck is pretty hard to give up.

   I started asking him just what was expected of the
wives and what these so called "ground rules" were all
about.  Tom explained that the "entertainment wife" was
always a spouse of one of the younger technical personnel. 
She had to be young, good looking, and willing to submit to
the sexual advances of the older executives.  During the
daytime she had to wear a tiny bikini or go topless.  In the
evening she was expected to wear a sexy and revealing outfit
for the "entertainment" of the executives.

   I asked him about the separate bedrooms and Tom told
me that tonight the executives would have a little lottery
to see which ones get to have sex with our wives.  Each wife
was expected to "entertain" two executives with sexual
favors.  Tom told me that his wife Susan was very popular
and would sometimes have three or four guys.  He also
explained that it was customary for Robert to have the guy's
wife first and the guy's boss to be second.  The husband is
only allowed minimal contact with his wife until Sunday.

   The wives get to spend Sunday freely with their
husbands and use all the facilities of the beach house as
their own.  The husbands get a fat raise, stock options, and
free weekends in the exclusive Gale Island community.  Tom
said that it turns him on when his wife tells him of her
sexual exploits with the executives so he really doesn't
mind the whole wife-sharing thing at all.  In fact, he looks
forward to these weekends and sex with his wife afterwards
while she reveals the details of the previous evening.

   Well perhaps Tom didn't mind his wife having sex with
these guys but I sure as hell didn't want mine
participating.  I had no idea what to do or say.  I decided
to have another gin and tonic and go for another walk to
think this over.  I figured I would go along for a little
while anyway and speak with Gloria before doing anything
rash.

   When I returned back to the beach house the party had
moved inside.  They were all drinking, laughing and talking.
 Gloria and Susan were still topless.  My supervisor, Bill,
was standing behind my wife with his crotch pushed into her
ass.  One hand was around her waist and the other was
fondling her left breast.  When Gloria saw me she broke
away, excused herself and came over to talk to me.

   "Is everything okay with you, honey?" She questioned.

   "It's not okay.  But you're obviously enjoying
yourself!" I answered back sharply.

   Gloria gave me a big kiss and pulled me into the next
room where we could talk.

   "John, I'm just doing this for us both.  I may have
neglected to tell you about some of the ground rules for
being invited here."  She whispered.  "But tomorrow we will
have the whole day to ourselves, okay?  Today I have to be
nice to your bosses. Now remember that this was your idea to
begin with.  I need you to be understanding and back me up
on this.... That is... unless you are too insecure to enjoy
the finer things in life!"

   Gloria reached down and started to rub my cock through
my shorts.  She started talking in her little girl pouting
voice.

   "I still love you, John."  She told me.  "I'm just
doing this so we can make more money and have the things we
want like weekends at Robert's beach house.  Now you don't
really mind, all that much now right?  I'm just going to let
them touch me a little bit; that's not so bad is it?  After
all I'm the one doing all the work ... not you, right?"

   I didn't answer her.  I just stood there.  Gloria
continued stroking my cock through my shorts and speaking in
that little girl voice of hers that she uses to get her way.

   "Susan told me that her husband, Tom, likes her to
tell him about the things they do to her.  Is that what you
would like too? You want me to tell you about them touching
me?"


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