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One evening I returned home from work to find them already slightly drunk. Erica's face was flushed, and one of the straps of her dress had fallen off her shoulder. To my sober eyes, it seemed as though the hem of her baby doll was worked too far up her smooth thigh and it was unusually bunched around her crotch. I stood in the doorway absorbing the moment. Jack, and my wife stared blankly at me, their eyes a little glazed from the gin they had consumed, as the silence began to consume us.

"Darling, you're home! Well don't just stand there, come and have a drink with us." Erica finally said, breaking the awful silence and patting the couch between her and Jack. I didn't know what to do. On the one hand, I knew I had just caught them in the midst of an affair, on the other, my wife looked so beautiful, and Jack so handsome, I admitted to myself that the thought of them together was making me aroused. I figured there would be enough time to untangle this mess in the morning. In the meantime I would sit, let my wife pour me a drink and wait to see what would unfold.

The three of us all readily drank, and Erica ensured our glasses were never empty. Her behavior grew more and more provocative, and Jack seemed to revel in his manly control of the situation. He reclined on the couch and draped his arm behind me and my wife. The ambiguous flirting became intense and I felt myself grow more and more shameless. I was acting coy, impetuous and cute. In a word, I found myself acting more and more girly as the night wore on.

"All right" my wife said. "Enough joking around. All this liquor has gone to my head. It's time for some fun. I want to reveal my sexual fantasies."

I was too drunk to be shocked really, but I was surprised. My wife was an extremely open and sensual, but she always maintained her decorum among company. The way she had said 'sexual fantasies' with her mouth open an her wet lips pouting left no doubt as to the fact that she intended to live them out after she revealed them. Jack and I waited in anticipation.

"I have always wanted to watch two guys get it on. You know - Fucking. There I said it."

"Oh, come on!" I exclaimed. "Just what are you trying to drum up here." I protested falsely.

"Don't play stupid with me." She said. "I hear you talking in your sleep. Jack, would you like to know what my husband really wants? Would you like to know what he really fantasizes about?" Jack was grinning in a bemused sort of manner. It was clear that he already knew what she was going to say. He shrugged, the humiliation was for my benefit and my benefit alone.