For many years, I have insisted that my wife, Jane, has sex with other men - she is a willing and experienced participant - we have no kids, and have made the most of opportunities as they occur. Some of her partners have been imaginative (in their use of her), some have had her dress for their enjoyment (a schoolgirl, minus underwear, at a fancy dress party is still my favourite), some have frightened her, some have been forceful and demanding - most have been of the 'wham, bam, thank you ma'm' ,variety. I have detailed a few of her meetings elsewhere. Readers may be surprised to learn that many men are disbelieving, and reluctant, when presented, out of the blue, with a good looking, willing wife - they are convinced that there is a catch and often fail to perform. However, as with most things in life, practice makes perfect - by the time Jane was around 25, I could have her fucked almost at will, although surprisingly, it was my own extra - marital activities that opened the door to this 'sex on tap' arrangement. I had taken a job with an insurance company (following redundancy), and, although the job did not last long (I was not very good at hard sell), I made a connection that has continued to the present day - here is how it came about. It was on one dreary morning, on my door to door round in Wolverhampton that I walked up a pathway to yet another front door. Just as I reached the door, it opened, and a young Asian guy came out and walked past me without a word. I knocked, and a forty - something white woman answered. After I had explained who I was, she invited me in, before searching for her receipt book in order for me to bring her account up to date. Strangely, I knew that the lady standing in front of me - who was not particularly good looking, and was certainly not the sharpest knife in the box - had just been fucked by the guy that I had passed in the doorway. I cannot say how I knew, but, nonetheless, I did. As I completed my paperwork, we continued to make small talk, and, after a while, I threw in an innocent question about the guy who had left as I arrived. There followed some considerable prompting from me, before she explained the situation. It transpired that she and her husband had rented the house, from an Asian landlord, some few weeks prior to my call. She then went on to say that, shortly after moving in, and when her husband was out at work, she began to receive visits from her new landlord. She confessed that he made it quite obvious that he wanted sex, and, before long she gave in to his persistence - that was when he first fucked her. She then explained that this led to many more insistent Asians calling for the same thing. As far as I could make out, they all had what they wanted, and, being something of an opportunist, I seized my chance and joined the list -I had her there and then (bent over her kitchen table). Over the coming months, I often popped around for more of the same - sometimes having to wait for the milkman (another Asian), to bring her home, after he had taken her to his place for sex. She always begged me to wear a condom as she was terrified of pregnancy, although she admitted that the Asians flatly refused to do this, and always had her bareback. I did as she asked on that first occasion, but thereafter, I also insisted on having her bareback - she protested, but always did as she was bidden. She was sodomized by some of her Asian 'boyfriends' and frequently by me, over the next few weeks (and, for all I know, she continues to be visited by them), until I finished with both the job, and with Dawn. I never gave the episode any further thought, until, around two years later, I wanted Jane fucked, and for some reason, I fancied her fucked by an Asian - the Asian landlord seemed a good prospect, and he certainly had a track record. In many ways I hit the jackpot, and, I am sure, you can work out where this led - but I must leave the many exhaustive and erotic events, of those encounters, to my next post.