When my wife and I moved to England 5 months ago, I had no idea how this was going to change our marriage.

Karen and I have been married for 15 years. She is now 41 years old. With no children it was easy for us to accept my job offer and move to another country. Moving to England would give Karen the opportunity to enjoy a workfree life. My new job has given us financial freedom, so Karen can try out the housewife life. Little did I know her new life would turn out to be a Slut life!

To the best of my knowledge we have lived a faithful monogameous life. Even I have had fantasies of a "nastier" Karen, I never told her. We both considered our life as happy.

Only one week into my new job, one of my colleagues John invited me for a drink at the local pub. I ended up pretty drunk, John seemed more sober and started to ask into my marriage. I showed him a photo of Karen and told him we are very much in love with each other. When he saw the picture he said: "What a sexy fox! Is she a slut?". I was very surprised by his question and told him we live a monogamous life.

He looked at me and said: "I sense you fancy Karen being taken by other men. I can help you, I have contacts. You and I can make this happen". I think it was the alcohol, because I did not know what to answer. John saw my open mouth and simply said: "I see you are excited about the idea. Well we have an agreement then". He put his hand forward and we shaked hands. An agreement ?? I was schocked.

John quickly stood up paid the bill, then looked at me and said: "There is only one rule: If Karen turns out to be a slut, she might not want you to know. So never tell Karen what you know from me. Never. Understand?". I mumbled "I understand". John turned around and left.

I tried to grasp what just happened. What agrrement was that? John has contacts? Karen a slut? I hoped John would just forget our conversation. 

Next morning in the office John did not mention a thing and I soon forgot about our strange conversation. Life went on. Karen Loved our new place and her new life. She spend a lot of time decorating our new house, and we were both very happy with the result. Life was good.

Two weeks later in the office, John said that his wife would love to introduce Karen to some of her friends. I thought it was a good idea, so I gave him Karens phone number. When I arrived home from work Karen told me that a wife of one of my colleagues called and invited her to a party next friday. I was happy that Karen weas being introduced to people in the area and encouarged her to go.

Next Friday, when I kissed Karen in the door and wished her a fun night, I was looking forward to a relaxed night in front of the TV. It was a very relaxed night, until a little past 11 PM, when I received a SMS from John: "what is the only rule?"

The conversation from the pub immediately came to my mind! I felt my legs started shaking, at the same time I felt very excited!! . I saw no other options than to text him back: "Not to tell Karen what I know".

John answered: "Good boy", followed by a picture of a giant cock and a question: "Is this the size of your cock?". I was already trapped in his game. I answered: " No, it is much bigger than mine". His last text was: " Before the night is over this cock has made Karen a slut. When Karen writes you in a little, remember the rule". 

I was in shock at first. I imagnied Karen implaed on this huge cock, imagined her screaming in orgasms. Then I relaxed, this was probably just John who wanted to scare me. And I had an agreement with Karen, she would be back before midnight.

20 minutes later I received a message from Karen. My legs was literally shaking when I opened her message: "darling, we are having so much fun and Susan is offering me to sleep in their guestroom, so I will be back in the morning. Do you mind?"

I knew Johns game was a reality when I messaged her back: " Have fun, see you in the morning". Karen was taking first sttep into a new, exciting slut life. I was afraid ... and excited!