I Dream Only Of My Hotwife
I've written many kinky groupsex fantasies. For once, I can claim that this story is one-hundred percent real.
The exact sequence of events leading to how we got to this party was really hazy. I have vague memories of hearing my wife, Ingrid, on the phone working to secure the invite, or at least I thought remembered this. At some point down the road, I asked her about it a few more times to be sure it was still happening. Once in a restaurant, I think, and then maybe again in a boutique in France. At least, I think it was a cloth...