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Key Party: His Story

Date: 5/9/2015, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: thatguy625, Rating: 27, Source: LushStories

to get to!” Miranda said, excitedly, “You’re driving, by the way.” We got in the car and Miranda grabbed the GPS and tapped in an address. “Where are we going?” I asked. “One of Lindsay’s friends is having a little party tonight. She told me we should stop by.” Miranda told me. At this point in the night, there was little else I wanted to do but take my wife home and fuck her brains out after she had teased me so expertly earlier in the day with half a blowjob. However, I was not stupid and knew that by going along with what she wanted to do was the surest way to do just that. I could wait. We pulled up to a large house in a nice neighborhood. I parked in the drive way and we headed up to the big blue front door. Before we could even knock, the door swung open and we were greeted by a lovely woman with short black hair. “Hello! You must be Lindsay’s friends, Marc and Miri,” she said excitedly. “Come on in! I’m Christina. We’re just about to get started. Let me take your jackets and keys.” I handed over the keys and she tossed them into a bowl by the door and hung my jacket in the front closet. I had a feeling we might be taking a cab home tonight if they were taking keys at the door. Christina motioned for us to follow and we all walked into a large living room where the rest of the party was sitting around, chatting. ‘Party’ may have been a stretch. I counted seven other couples - it was really more of a small gathering. Christina walked to the front of the room like she ... was about to make an announcement. The room quieted and I looked around at the other couples. It was all bait strange to see people so obviously paired up. Usually these kinds of parties end up with all the women in the kitchen bitching about the kids and drinking wine, while the men sit around a living room and talk sports. “Thank you all so much for coming!” Christina started, “Now that we are all here. Feel free to fix some drinks and get to know each other. The games will start in about 30 minutes!” I got up and headed to the bar. I mixed up a vodka soda for Miranda and poured a scotch for myself. A few of the other guys had similar plans and we made some idol chat before I headed back to deliver my wife’s drink. “Here you are, love,” I said, as I presented her drink. “Thanks, honey,” she replied. She was in the middle of chatting with one of the other wives so I decided to take a look around the house. Miranda usually scolds me and tells me this is rude but I like to wander at parties, especially in new environments. It gives me an idea of other things to talk about when I eventually get cornered by one of the husbands who wants to drone on about his accounting practice or something. Before long, I had made my way through the whole first floor and headed back to the living room where I noticed the normal lines had been drawn - women on one side, men on the other. “Ah, there you are!” Christina chimed, “Come grab a seat, Marc. We’re going to get started.” I grabbed an open ...