If you've been reading about our journey, you will know that Jenny always rang us at 8pm on a Wednesday evening if she wanted Carol for the following weekend. Occasionally we had visitors, and so I would just say that she couldn't get to the phone right now and agree to another time. Back in the room with our visitors, I'd just say that was Viv, one of the girls Carol worked with, and she'd see her tomorrow; that was our code to let her know that it was Jenny on the phone.

On this particular Wednesday that is what happened, and when it did, we were always keen to get our visitors to leave so we could find out about our next adventure.

Jenny rang back at the agreed time.

'Hi, you two. How are things?'

'All good, thanks, and now free to talk.'

'Good, as I have a very special evening coming up and would like you both to be part of it. There'll be two other couples there also, one you know but will only give you the details once you've both agreed, OK?'

'Sounds intriguing, go on.'

'Firstly, are you both free the weekend after next?'

'Yes.'

'This is very different, as you'll be extras at a charity auction, an annual event of mine that is not talked about outside of the event, even by the attendees. Agree?'

'Yes.'

'The setup is that you will arrive at an address which I'll provide, and I will be there, with Jack, to welcome you and show you to your room. Dress casually, as all the clothing you'll need for the event will be in your room along with specific instructions. All ok so far?'

'Very much so, go on.'

'As a summary, Mark will be in a waiter’s suit and, along with the other two husbands, responsible for serving drinks throughout the event. Carol will be dressed as a French maid and will wait on one of the three tables. There will be nine men there sitting in groups of three. Each of the wives will be allocated a table. The men have free rein to touch and feel you throughout the evening up until the meal is finished and Jack rings the bell.

'The three wives will then be auctioned and spend the night with the winner to do whatever is asked of them without question. The norm is that three men on each table bid together, so each of you will enjoy the company of three men all night, so get plenty of rest beforehand, as sleeping is probably unlikely. Your husband will be in the same room as you and continue to ensure any drinks requested are provided; otherwise, he will play the role of a voyeur.

'For this you will receive a payment of £250 (approx. £2,500 in today’s money) and whatever tips you receive, which normally exceed this amount. The auction money will go to my charity, which helps the homeless and street sleepers to survive.

'Final question, yes or no?'

We both looked at each other and without hesitation said yes. With that, the call ended, and we waited for Jenny to ring us next Wednesday with the address, etc.

The following Friday we found ourselves driving in the Surrey countryside, following the directions Jenny sent. After a series of driving down minor roads, we finally turned into a long driveway; it must have been half a mile long at least. At the end was a large manor house with a number of cars already parked. There were high-end BMWs, Jaguars and a couple of Bentleys; they represented serious money.

As we approached the door, Jenny appeared and welcomed us inside, where we found Jack, who showed us to our room. Inside we found the usual envelope which had our instructions. We were both to shower, and I was to wear the suit provided. Carol was to ensure no body hair below her neck, which is how she liked it anyway, and to wear the clothes provided. I say 'clothes', but it was just a pair of white stockings, a white garter and a French maid apron that barely covered her tits and pussy. In addition, being white, it was virtually see-through and from the side barely covered her front, so there were plenty of side boobs and thighs on show.

The ‘apron’ was not a conventional one, as, although it tied behind her around her midriff, the top was also tied around her neck. Pull the two ties, and it would fall to the ground! The material was a cotton mesh, so very see-through and very sexy to boot.

'Wow,' I said, 'I think you're going to feel a lot of hands-on, dare I say, in you, this evening.'

The note told us to come downstairs at exactly 7:30pm.

At exactly 7:29 we left the room and went downstairs to be met by Jenny and the two other couples. Claire and Nigel, we knew, as it was Claire who took the time to comfort Carol when she broke down at the hotel and introduced us to Jenny. Carol and Claire gave each other a hug and were then introduced to Bob and his wife, Michelle. What was noticeable was that Claire and Michelle were both dressed the same as Carol but in black and red, respectively.

After the introductions Jenny explained that the three round tables were also 'colour-coded' by napkins so they knew which table they would be waiting on with her husband as the drinks waiter.

We were taken into a large dining room where the three tables were set out, and husbands were told to stand by their tables. The three wives were then walked to the front of the room and shown to the nine men present. The men ranged in ages from probably mid-forties to late seventies, maybe. All of them gave off the aura of being powerful and wealthy men, although we didn’t recognise any of them, and no names were ever mentioned.

Carol was asked to step forward three paces and put her arms out to her side and her feet apart. Jenny told the men they had three minutes to approach and check her over, as Jenny described it. Hands were everywhere, feeling her boobs and arse cheeks, and several pulled her pussy lips apart to inspect and smell her clit. She was then asked to bend forward and put her hands on her knees, which resulted in several of them putting their faces into her arse; they smelt her ring, describing it as lovely, and couldn’t wait to explore it and her later.

The same ‘inspection’ was then experienced by the other two wives.

Carol later said having nine men inspect her like she was a prize heifer, looking at her and feeling her up, was a big turn-on for her.

After about ten or so minutes Jack rang a bell, and the men congregated in groups of three. Jenny gave them three envelopes, one for each of the wives, and told them to put in a cash bid for each wife. The highest for each will mean they will be their waitress for dinner, as a separate auction will take place later for the privilege of having them for the night.

Some ten minutes later Jenny told the wives to stand by their designated table, following which she announced which group would be sitting at which table. Carol later told me that she liked the look of all nine and would happily have taken them all on!

After the men had settled and the husbands had received their drinks order, the wives were asked to serve the first course. The inevitable happened, of course, as Carol bent forward to place a plate; the men’s hands went everywhere, making a great play of feeling her pussy and massaging her tits. This set the standard for the evening, as every time she either cleared the plates or served the next course, she was manhandled.

Carol told me later that she found this to be very exciting and was basically dripping down her legs as it made her so wet.

It was just after 10.30 pm when the last plates were cleared from the table, and Jenny invited the men to put their bids into the envelope provided.

Whilst this was happening, the husbands were asked to escort their wives to the front of the room while Jack and Jenny opened the envelopes to declare the winners.

It was a tense ten minutes before Jenny announced who had ‘won’ each bride and invited the winner to come to the front of the room so the husband could hand her to him. We had no idea who was who or what their names were, so I shall call the person who ‘won’ Carol Billy. Billy was approximately 60 years of age, slim, and about six feet tall, and we were certain he used a gym often; he had no beer belly and looked very fit.

Billy was then asked who he would like to join him, and he asked for ‘Alan’ and 'Delroy', again two made-up names. Alan was probably five or more years older than Billy with little hair and a bit of a beer belly; both Alan and Billy were white. However, Delroy was as black as coal. He stood well over six feet and was very clearly someone who spent a lot of time in the gym; age-wise, probably fifty or thereabouts. All three had been at separate tables, which surprised me, as I’d have expected the winner to have invited his two dining partners.

Billy said, 'Shall we?' as he took Carol's arm in his and walked towards the door which led to the bedroom they had been allocated. I followed behind the four of them like a typical flunkey.

Once in the bedroom, Carol was asked to stand still while the three of them circled her and slowly undid the two bows, resulting in the French maid apron falling to the floor, leaving her in just her white suspenders.

Billy turned to me and gave me a drinks order. The drinks being in the room meant that I didn’t miss a thing as I poured the requested drinks. As I was preparing the drinks, Billy asked Carol to undress each of them in turn; she was not to touch them but ensure they were all naked. I’d say both Billy's and Alan's cocks were average, but Delroy's was a bit fatter and longer by several inches. When I saw Delroy’s, I thought, 'Fuck, I can’t wait to see Carol ride that one.'

Carol later told me that undressing each of them without being allowed to touch them was one of the most erotic things she had done. It took Carol about twenty minutes to get all three naked as she savoured removing every item of clothing.

Billy asked her to then kneel with her hands behind her back. Billy stood in front of her with the other two around her, meaning she was in the middle of a circle. No words were spoken as Carol lent forward and started to lick around the tip of Billy's cock very slowly, then underneath down to his balls. She went back to the tip and took his cock into her mouth as deeply as she could, which left a couple of inches outside. Then she just bobbed her head up and down his cock with her cheeks showing her sucking as she went. I just stood to the side waiting for drink orders but also watching intently as my bride worshipped Billy’s cock.

After sucking for a minute or two and possibly to give her mouth a rest, she ducked under his cock and took each of his balls into her mouth, which had him ‘purring’ like a kitten; Billy clearly loved this. After a few minutes he said, 'Stop – you need to look after Alan now as you did me.'

Of course, she did so with the same attention to detail that she had shown Billy. Then it was Delroy’s turn, and as she bent forward, she looked me in the eyes and gave one of those hidden messages that pass between spouses; it said, 'Fuck, yes please!’

At this point she hadn’t blown them, but I think that was concentrated restraint on them, as I'm sure as I watched, all three were struggling to hold back and not cum, as I assume they were saving that for later.

It was Delroy who put his hands either side of her head; this was the first time Carol was touched. Her hands were still behind her back. Delroy gently pushed her off his cock and asked her to stand and lie on the bed. She slowly moved towards the bed and lay down in the middle of the queen-sized bed. As she got comfortable, more drinks were requested, including water for Carol.

It was Billy who lay beside her and pulled her lips to his, and they began to French kiss. Meanwhile Alan and Delroy suckled on a tit each, which I know is a particular turn-on for Carol. While they were doing this, Alan's and Delroy’s hands were opening her legs and playing with her clit, anus and pussy holes.

With this level of attention Carol was soon writhing on the bed, moaning with pleasure and well on her way to her first orgasm of the night, which came with a bang. Her whole body stiffened and her bum rose off the bed as she came, followed by the three of them stepping back to let her shaking body return to normal.

Carol eventually opened her eyes and said, 'Why did you stop?' with a big grin.

Billy tapped her on her side and said, 'Doggy.' She obeyed very quickly, as this was one of her favourite positions. Billy quickly got behind her and rubbed his cock up and down her slit and anus before slowly entering her pussy, much to Carol's delight.

Alan and Delroy were on their knees in front of her so she could hold, kiss and suck as she was fucked from behind. This time Billy didn’t hold back, and although he started off with a slow in and out, this slowly started to increase in tempo until he was – basically – smashing his cock into her. Carol was no longer able to suck either of the cocks in front of her; I think she would have been afraid of biting one of them! With her on her knees, a cock in each hand, Billy holding her hips and banging his cock into her at an ever-increasing pace, it was not long before he started to stiffen up and pump his cum deep within her pussy.

They both collapsed onto the bed, sucking in oxygen as if they hadn’t breathed for a week.

While Carol recovered, they asked for the same again, and I once again prepared a round of drinks for them. As for time, I had no idea, as there was no clock in the room and I wasn’t wearing a watch; my guess is that we had been in the room for probably an hour plus.

Once refreshed, Alan asked Carol to lie back on the bed. He moved her legs apart, lay on top of her in a missionary position and rubbed his cock against her pussy, looking for the entrance. After teasing Carol for several minutes, he finally moved to enter her, and his cock was soon fully sheathed in her pussy.

What followed for the next ten, fifteen minutes or so wasn’t Alan fucking her but making love to her as they cuddled, kissed and did all the things any normal couple would do when making love to each other. It was one of the most sensuous and erotic sensations I’ve ever experienced (before or since) as I watched my bride give herself fully and without reservation to Alan.

While they were making love, Delroy and Billy were happily having a drink and a chat as if this were a normal thing to be doing; maybe it was for them, but it all seemed surreal to me.

My attention returned to the bed as Carol and Alan started to obviously begin to reach a crescendo as they both came together; both bodies stiffened as Alan pumped his cum into Carol, and she moaned out loud as she came with him.

They stayed joined in that post-coital bliss that couples have as they both came back down to earth and separated. Carol whispered, 'Thank you,' to Alan as he sat up and reached for his drink, and Carol pulled her water bottle to her lips and drank the full bottle in one go. I think she was thirsty!

Once refreshed, she looked at Delroy in that female-like way that said, 'You're next, and I can’t wait.' Delroy put his drink down and joined her on the bed. They wrapped their arms around each other, being side-on to each other, and their lips met, and oh boy, did they kiss like each depending on each other for oxygen. At this point Carol had her arms around his neck, and his were around her with each hand reaching down to massage a bum cheek but with one finger circling and stroking her anus, something I know she just loves.

It wasn’t long before Carol pulled Delroy on top of her, and with her legs wide open, she reached down to guide his cock into her pussy. He teased her for some time before he allowed himself to start to enter her. The contrast of a coal-black cock entering her snow-white pussy was a picture that will never leave my memory, of that I'm sure.

Delroy slowly moved his cock in and out of her pussy, and as he pulled out, her lips seemed to come with him as if they didn’t want to let go. As he moved in and out, so Carol moved one of her arms around his back to grab a bum cheek and squeeze it so hard I thought she would draw blood. Delroy loved it and just said ‘harder’.

Once again, I saw her with someone who was making love to her rather than just straight fucking. They continued to make love for some time, and I'm sure she came at least three times before Delroy started to up the tempo and blow his load deep into her welcoming pussy.

Time for a drinks break, and once they had finished, all three got on the bed to join Carol. Billy lay down in the middle and pulled Carol on top; she sank down onto his cock until she had completely enveloped him. Delroy knelt beside her so that she could take his cock into her mouth and start to kiss, slather his cock with her saliva and suck him. Meanwhile, Alan had positioned himself at the other end and was using his tongue to rim her anus, making her wet as well as inserting a finger. I think I know what happens next, I said to myself.

I was right; Alan took his tongue away and presented his cock to her anus. Slowly he pushed in and back out again as Carol pushed out towards him to help him on the next attempt. After a couple of pushes he finally got the head in and held it there while she got used to him. He then started to move in and out as Billy did the same until all three had a good rhythm going on Carol’s body, which was now airtight, and she was loving it, by the sounds of it.

Now they were no longer making love to her, they were fucking all three holes, and she had no say in how they did her. They fucked her like this for what seemed like ages but was probably only five minutes or so.

As they fucked her, Billy said, 'Change,' and he took his cock out. Delroy lay down, and Carol got off Billy, straddled Delroy and sank down onto his cock; he went all the way in without any resistance. Meanwhile Alan had taken up Delroy’s position, and Carol soon had his cock down her throat. Billy went behind her and pushed his cock into her anus with little resistance as it had been loosened by Alan.

Airtight again, they all started to fuck her with enthusiasm.

It was only then that I realised, not sure if Carol did, that Alan had gone from her arse to her mouth, which I’m not sure she had ever done before, as I knew it wasn’t something we had done before. If she did realise, she didn’t make a fuss but gave Alan’s cock the same attention she had given to Delroy’s.

They continued to fuck her without let-up when Billy again said, 'Change,' and this time it was Delroy underneath her and Billy who took her arse while Alan slipped his cock into her mouth; again, this was straight from her arse.

Now they really were banging her, and I was beginning to be concerned about her, but each time I looked at her, she seemed to be in a sexual frenzy of her own and couldn’t get enough, it seemed. Not sure how long they kept this up, but after what seemed like hours (it wasn't, of course) I saw Alan start to lean back and hold her head, which was a sure sign he was about to cum. As he did so, Billy was holding her hips, and his back was stiffening up just as Delroy lifted his arse off the bed as he quite obviously came big time, which set off the other three.

All three disengaged from Carol. Billy was first to give her his cock to clean with her mouth, followed by Delroy and Alan. As for Carol, there was cum leaking from her pussy and arse, which was sliding down onto the bed.

As the four of them lay there recovering, Billy told me that I could now get some kip, pointing to the settee in the corner which also had a blanket and pillow on it. Carol was to share the bed with the three of them.

I did in fact get some kip, but I was regularly woken by the noise of Carol being fucked by one or more of them during the night.

I never did ask how much the auction raised but do recall we had approx. £600 in our hands from tips.

EPILOGUE

It took Carol about a fortnight to recover before I was allowed to reclaim her due to soreness resulting from that night. We did, of course, remind ourselves of that night and of her numerous other adventures countless times, which kept our juices flowing for many years.

No regrets; it was a necessity. If we hadn't met Claire and Nigel when we did, we would have been made bankrupt and lost all chance of ever owning a house again; we would have been left with expensive rentals.

We were with the agency for just over 3 years, and shortly before we left, Carol's job went back up to 40 hours a week. We left as we were once again solvent and wanted to start a family; our first arrived some 18 months after we left and at least a year after we stopped playing with other couples. This was the same for all of them in case you're wondering.

I did, throughout this time, keep a record of all her dates, descriptions of who and what they did and 'earnings'. However, as our kids got older, we realised that it had to be destroyed to ensure they never found it. This means everything I've written is all down to my memory of events.

Over that period, I'd taken the opportunity to go to night school and qualify as an electrician. I found good employment at a local firm, having given up my previous job as soon as this one became available.

It's fair to say I've never been out of work since and been able to supplement our income from 'out of hours' work, which is also 'out of sight' of the taxman.

I have tried to engage Carol in talking about her experiences, but she is adamant that now she has returned to the Catholic Church, she will not talk about that part of her life, although she did to the priest – oh, to have been a fly on the wall for that one! If anything changes, I’ll happily post an update, but until then, thank you for reading and your kind comments.

Stay safe out there, as although our experiences were all bareback, it was before AIDS, so if you do this today, please do so safely.

Mark