Wife coerced Threesome – PART 4

I was excited in sharing my wife with another man. We used to do this quite frequently until she got an infection from one of our encounters. Even though it was cleared up immediately with some penicillin, she was hesitant, and reluctant to ever do it again.

This decision took a significant amount of joy and thrill out of our sex life. I needed to think of alternatives to get this back. There’s no thrill in prostitutes or anybody else but that power and control and thrill of doing it with my wife and one or two other guys is a high that cannot be replaced.

I was at the gym recently with a fellow that I work out with quite regularly, and without so many details talked a bit about this concept, and he recommended the suggestibility when someone’s on Ativan. He compared it to when you go local anesthetic at the dentist and you don’t remember a damn thing, and he told me it only took 2 mg to achieve this and they come in dissolvable tablets, which when crushed up, he said disappear and mix in without taste into drinks. There is one thing about having my wife under the influence of a Xanax or a sleeping pill, we’ve done that many times where I’ve had two guys in the room and myself fucking her in every way possible, but the idea of having her lucid and suggestible was really much more intriguing to me.

I didn’t know how to test this new scenario out, so we went to the big city for a weekend stayed at a nice hotel, and did some shopping and nice dinners and one night I went on to Locanto, a local app for fringe, sex stuff, and lined up a bull to meet us at the hotel bar at 9 PM.

While my wife was getting ready for dinner, I went down to the hotel lobby and I had him meet me there so we could talk face-to-face. I told him that I would be giving my wife Ativan, and I want to get her into a heightened state and a suggested state and that he would join our table. We would play it by ear until I knew she was well on her way and see if we could take this upstairs. I told him there was no guarantee because I had not done this and we will just have to see how it goes. In any event he would have some drinks and visit, and all we could do is hope for more.

My wife got ready, she wore a nice short, red dress with beige, stay ups and high heels to match. It was a low-cut, covering her 34b’s with nice exposure. My wife is 5 foot 3 and 120 pounds perfect legs and ass.

At dinner we had a nice bottle of wine and talked about going to the hotel bar which had a jazz band that evening. I had the Hotel Reserve a nice corner booth to put my plan into play.

I had already set up the idea that I invited the guy that I see at the gym quite often during this day to join us for drinks, something not uncommon and would not make her wary or suspect.

In the room earlier, I ground up three Ativan, so 3 mg and I put a dropper dot of ketamine that I got when I was in the Dominican. So I had the dropper in my pocket with this mix so that the Ativan was completely dissolved in the drops of ketamine My wife went to the washroom and as I watched her get up, her dress lifted up so I could see her stay ups and her leg. She smelled good. She looked good and I was already hard at the idea of putting her into a two way again. While she was away to the washroom, I put the contents of the dropper into her glass, took the spoon at the table and I mixed it in thoroughly. She only had about three sips left in the glass , so I would suspect it would kick in relatively quickly.

We had about 30 minutes more at dinner before making it to the club lounge.

After her wine was finished she had another glass, and the effects of that should be taking place any minute.

I could tell she was under the influence of it as she was heightened, not really saying things the way she would normally, and not as graceful as she usually is. I tested the waters immediately by telling her to open her legs wide under the table and the slip her panties off.

She looked at me, paused, didn’t say a word, and after about what felt like minutes, she did exactly that. She crouched down, as if to fix her shoe, grabbed the hem of her thong wiggled and slit it down past both high heels crunched it up in a ball in her hand, and gave it to me. Then she just sipped her wine with absolutely no reaction.

I figured I’d try the verbal cue first to see a reaction, so I said to her ‘how would you feel about taking an 11 inch bull up your ass tonight?’ She just looked at me and smiled with her flirtatious devil smile, the one I would see back when we did this regularly. I know she was horny, ready to be my slut for the night.

I left it at that, and we went to the lounge.

Jax, the fellow I lined up on Locanto, was at the bar, having a drink, waiting for my visible cue that he could walk over, he already knew the story was ‘we were gym buddies’.

He had Italian features about 6 foot, 4″ tall and disclosed he had an 11″ hard cock 6 inch width and a muscular build.

My wife was pretty well on her way, because she was animated, flirty, uninhibited, and kind of slutty with looking around the room, looking at other men.

I said to her again what do you think about 11 inches up your ass tonight will be double penetrate you and she just said ‘I can’t wait’.

I nodded over to the bar and in about five minutes Jax came by and did the ‘hey how’s it going?’ Etc. etc.

He slid in the booth, sat next to my wife, and we had a few drinks and talked.

When I was finally ‘alcohol influenced courageous’, I told Jack’s in front of my wife “Why don’t you feel how great my wife’s legs are”, and I looked at my wife and I said “why don’t you open up a little bit for him to explore”.

I don’t think Jax had done this before, because he was taken back by my brazenness, and my wife just looked at me and looked over at him and under the table I could feel her opening her legs wider. She was pretty much as wide as she could go underneath the booth so I put a hand on her right leg and started stroking her leg and flicking her pierced clitoris.

I looked at Jax and I told him to do the same. My wife lead her head back on the booth with a smile as both of our hands were exploring underneath her dress I could feel Jack’s big hands slowly inserting a finger into my wife.

I knew at this point anything that I wanted to happen was going to. So I suggested we leave and go up to the room.

I wanted to test this a little better. I told them to go to the room first and I’ll be up in a minute or two as I had to use the bathroom. What I did was I watched my wife walk hand-in-hand with this bull and watched her drug influenced mannerisms.

He had his arm around her, by her waist, coping her ass cheek, and she had her arm around him, and one on his chest as they walked to the elevator.

I took the next elevator up, giving them about five minutes to settle into the room.