With our friend Bertrand, my wife and I got into the habit of going to an idyllic and charming place that we knew in fine weather to play pétanque games. Bertrand being a hardened bachelor, he often accompanied our couple for terrible frenzied parties washed down with rosé wine that we were served in a champagne bucket filled with ice cubes.It was a long weekend in May, Bertrand had a visit from his brother who had come down from Paris with a work colleague and two friends of his who came from the Atlantic Pyrenees.We all got to know each other around an aperitif, the Pyrenees had made a detour through Spain in order to bring back alcohol.After the grills, head to the boules court. We were three teams of two, I was playing with my wife.The games were not serious, some lacked lucidity, the spirits were clouded by the vapors of alcohol but we were there above all to distract us.My wife, as usual was dressed briefly and always played squatting, hugging her knees so that we could not see her panties. Finally, sometimes she squeezed her knees, sometimes she forgot to squeeze them, in the heat of the moment ... I observed that the boys instead of staying near the player all went to the end of the field, exchanged attention from my wife barely veiled words like “aren't you afraid of catching a cold” ?, “you don't risk catching a cold”?I realized that as usual she hadn't put on panties, hence the outrage of the boys, I was going to join them in order to have the same view as them and my wife to confirm my fears, smiling at me generously spread her thighs, I saw what I feared, her pussy, the bitch had not put on panties, she was showing off shamelessly to voyeur bowlers, I was dismayed.She had been drinking and couldn't stand the alcohol, I could understand her behavior and didn't blame her, I would go near her and ask her to stand up to play, she laughed heartily, fell and found herself butt in the air, the bowlers applauded, she had her bare ass, was on her back and spread her legs which allowed the watchers to fully discover her shameless sex.I wondered where all this would take us, I was far from imagining what would happen next.Given the state of my partner we cut short the game of bowls and the decision was made to return to Bertrand to finish the midday grills, there was plenty of meat left.After the midday aperitif with pastis, the afternoon rosé, we put the pastis back as an aperitif, I began to have a headache, my wife had made the wise decision to stop drinking. Except!… Except that Olivier, Bertrand's brother, brought us two well-packed glasses, my wife hesitated and left the glass in front of her, I thought I would finish it to prevent her from drinking it, it was not knowing her well. I found Olivier very attentive to my wife, he took care of her well, it's true that depending on the angle you could see her pussy as her skirt was so short and that my wife, a real tomboy, did not easily have this habit of women pulling on the skirt to lower it and crossing one leg over the other to prevent men from watching.She was seated wisely by my side, I took care of feeding the barbecue fire, the boys were inside the farmhouse, loud voices told me that the bottles of pastis were coming down, I heard songs , the drilles amused themselves and refreshed their throats.Bertrand had joined me, it was good to be near the fire on this beautiful May night, the flames captured my attention, I stared at them, the sounds of voices were silent, I was enjoying the evening, I was watching closely from me, my wife was no longer there.I thought she had to go freshen up in the bathroom, splash water on her face, take a shower, I was going to meet her to see if she was okay.In the hall I found on the ground her denim skirt scattered on the ground, her cotton T-shirt, her shoes, red pumps to match her T-shirt.I wondered completely naked where she was.I climbed upstairs, in one of the bedrooms I recognized the voices of some of the guests, chuckles, laughs, moans, sighs.I opened the door to the room, I kind of expected what I was going to see, never what I saw. My wife was getting fucked by three guys, she was lying on her back on Gino, his cock dilated my wife's anus, the other two Eddy and Olivier were each in her pussy. It was the first time that my wife had experienced double vaginal penetration and anal penetration.The arms fell to me, the infernal trio had seen me but none had stopped, I looked a little admiring the flexibility of Olivier who had entered my wife's pussy while passing in front of Eddy and had succeeded to enter this welcoming hole.My wife was enjoying, I didn't see why I would sound like a spoilsport by intervening, she didn't seem to need help.Bertrand was also mounted, I saw him fall off his pants and his stiff cock come in front of the face of my wife who without being asked took his cock in the mouth and began to suck it while the other three occupied all these holes.Eddy, who had drunk a lot, waved me over to join him, saying "come on, she's a good bitch" ...He must have forgotten that it was my wife that he was talking a ...

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