We've been married for twenty years. My wife is a beautiful, polite, well-spoken, intelligent, articulate, English mum of three who takes good care of her body (through running, pilates and yoga).

Shortly before we started dating (back in the early 90's), she had a summer job in the menswear department of a central London department store while studying at university (where we met).

She made some special friends at this store - a bunch of four very well-dressed, good-looking guys - all of Asian origin (2 Pakistani, 1 Indian and one Sri Lankan). I knew they became good friends that summer because there are few pics knocking around of them out for drinks after work. They were all back home from university, living with their parents in and around town. My (now) wife is always the centre of attention in these pics and you can see from the expression on her face that she enjoyed being the only girl in this slightly unusual group. The inter-racial element added and extra frisson of excitment. She has always preferred male company over girls and is quite tactile with guy friends. She likes to give very close hugs to guys she likes, pressing her boobs into them. You can see her doing this in several of the photos.

She had gone out drinking with the guys after a full day in the store and they all ended up back at one of the guy's houses. His parents were away for the weekend so they sampled the drinks cabinet. She managed to miss the last train that would have got her across town back to her own parents' house so she had to phone home to let her mum and dad know that there was going to be an impromptu sleepover. Needless to say, my future in-laws were not overjoyed about this situation but glad she was safe.

I have only just found what happened that night - especially about the sleeping arrangements.

After drinking into the wee hours of the morning, the lights were dimmed and it was clear that they were all going to crash out on the sofas and the floor of thr living room. The guy (whose house it was) brought down bedding, pillows, and a t-shirt for my wife to change into. The four guys were all quite eager to show off their torsos as they were all regulars at the gym and clearly proud of their physiques. My wife slipped out and, feeling rather tipsy and horny from the all the wine, soon came back wearing nothing but her knickers and the over-sized, thin t-shirt.

The guys were now all lolling around in their shorts and felt emboldened to make very appreciative noises and comments about how gorgeous my wife was looking. One of them clearly had always been rather unsubtle about my wife's wonderful tits. The sight of them swinging freely behind just one thin layer of cotton, was beginning to give him a hard on. The comments became more overt and risque. Initialy pretenting to laugh them off, eventually, my wife said something like "Look, Imran, they're just boobs" and gave him a lingering flash.

Well, that's when the party really got swinging. My wife found it hilarious that all four of their dicks had sprung sharply to attention, so she was surrounded by four guys with tents in their pants. Of course this also made her sopping wet too.

Before long, the t-shirt was off and my wife lay back on the sofa. Their appreciative gazes of her breasts soon turned into strokes. She had lips on each nipple while she kissed each of them and hands exploring her pussy.

She guided several hands down her body inside her knickers. She remembers the contrast of their dusky skin against hers. They all took turns licking her - something guaranteed to drive her wild.

Before long, she had a violent and noisy orgasm. She tells me that he only reason that she didn't fuck all four of them was that they didn't have any condoms. But being the polite creature she is, she felt she had to give them each a blowjob in return. She swallowed four loads of Asian cum in one night.