My wife and I have been married for ten years and have always been monogamous, although we were both very sexually experienced from our days of being single. For her 40th birthday, I decided to give her a special gift.

I took her to a classy restaurant for dinner on her birthday and gave her the diamond necklace that she had been admiring and talking about for the past six months. She was very happy with her gift; I told her that I had a special birthday surprise for her. She asked what it was and I dropped a bomb on her by saying "You get to have a girls night out with your women friends from work - and ANYTHING goes." She looked at me with this stunned expression, as if I'd just slapped her across the face. She said, "You know how those girls are when they go out drinking - it's no limits. I have seen more than a couple of them go home to their husbands with another man's come inside them after a girl's night out." I smiled sheepishly and said, "I know." She asked what I meant by anything and I replied, "You know - ANYTHING. With any one - man, woman or couple."

As the gravity of what I'd just given to her began to sink in, she began to hyperventilate a bit. She could not stop her hands from trembling through the rest of dinner. She asked me, "And you're going to be okay with whatever happens? Even if I have sex with another man? Is that what you are telling me?" ""Yes" was my reply. "Oh, my God!" was her reply.

I was becoming very aroused by our conversation and by the thought of my wife coming home to me full of another man's come, like her girlfriends do after a night of drinking and dancing with no husbands present. I had a raging hard-on and both our faces were flushed. I knew what would happen when we got home.

Two weeks later, girl's night out came around. As my wife prepared for her evening out with her horny gal pals, She checked to make sure the deal was on. I assured her it was. An hour later, she was ready to go; when I saw how she was dressed, my eyes nearly popped out of my head. She wore her black, shiny pumps - the ones with five inch heels. She had on sheer black nylons, the kind with the seam running up the back. She had bought a new black satin cocktail dress for this special occasion; it was skin tight and extremely short. She gave me a seductive grin and said, "Well? What do you think?" I said "I think I want to lick that sweet pu$$y right now." She lifted her skirt to reveal a black garter belt and tiny black lacy panties which could not contain all of her copious black muff. I knelt in front of her, carefully pulled hr panties aside and licked her to orgasm twice before her girlfriends arrived to pick her up. I carefully dried her sloppy pu$$y with a hand towel from the master bathroom and helped her adjust her panties back into their proper position, covering her swollen pu$$y lips. She smiled at me seductively and said, "Just so you know, you will be doing that again when I return home later tonight - and I will most likely be full of another man's come." My face turned beet red with humiliation and arousal. My wife's girlfriends arrived and they left quickly for their no holds barred evening.

As I waited for my wife to return home, each hour dragged on and seemed like an entire night. I was more aroused than I had ever been in my life, thinking about what my wife and her friends must be doing. At 2:00 a.m., I finally heard their car in the driveway. The door slammed and my wife's friends drove off into the night. My wife walked in with a big grin on her face. " Hi, Honey - how was your evening?" she asked. "The question is - how was YOUR evening?" I replied, trembling. "I am wonderful," she replied with a wicked grin. She took my hand and led me into the dining room.

In the dining room, she pulled out a chair and said, "Have a seat, Sweetie - I brought you a very special bedtime snack - a hot, yummy creampie." With that, she sat on the dining room table in front of me, spread her legs and placed each of her shiny black pumps on the chair's armrests. Her black panties were soaked; she pulled them aside, revealing her pu$$y lips. They were standing open and she was full of juices from both her and the man who had been inside her. "You know you want it, Baby - go ahead and taste my just fucked pu$$Y" she said with a pretty smile.

I was insane with desire for my beautiful wife's yummy treat. without a second's hesitation, I moved forward, sealed my mouth around her opening and began sucking. I was surprised at how much juice there was inside her; my mouth quickly filled up and I swallowed. I devoured her; she tasted so good. She firmly held the back of my head with her hand, not that she needed to keep me from trying to pull back. I would suck her sweet pu$$y till sunrise if she could sit in this position comfortably for that long. She began rocking back and forth, gently thrusting her pu$$y into my mouth. She was fu**ing my mouth. It was hotter than hell.

After 30 or so minutes of my best efforts, she was squeaky clean and had orgasmed in my mouth four times. My c**k ached for release. I stood up, yanked my pants off. I buried my raging hard-on in my wife's swollen, hot pu$$y and slowly fu**ed her, trying to not lose control of my load. I looked down between her legs and saw my c**k going in and out of that thick, black muff. She moaned and threw her head back. I had been in her less than ten minutes, but I could no longer restrain my load. My balls boiled as my hot come shot deep inside her. She shouted as she orgasmed.

She kissed me deeply, and then with a wicked grin guided my face between her thighs again. I didn't have to be told what she wanted - I sucked all of m y come out of her and swallowed it. By now we were both exhausred and headed off to bed on wobbly legs.

The next morning was Saturday and we went out for a gourmet breakfast. My beautiful wife was giddy with excitement as we talked in whispers about what had happened last night. She said that every two weeks, her girlfriends from work had a girl's night out like last night and that she wanted to participate from now on. I told her that I wouldn't have it any other way. She smiled and said, "You won't regret that decision, Baby - because mine will not be the only cream pie you get to eat once I tell my girlfriends what we did after I got home last night."

I can't fu**ing wait for my wife's next girl's night out because I have wanted for years to eat a couple of her sexy friends.