I warned her

Don't go to that club, she goes to that club, she's in trouble.

My wife Karen and I have an understanding whereby we can play the field but keep it sensible and don't bring trouble home. We seldom go on the hunt, its more an opportunistic thing. We've had around five each since Covid.

Karen is built like the swimmer Sharon Davis and at forty is in good form. Our son is living with his partner so we are mostly free. We both work but have time to play.

Karen was going out with two friends last Friday, Kath and Lorraine, two or three clubs would benefit from their attendance and they would meet by cab at the first club.

Karen went out in a black dress that zips up the front and is five inches above the knee. It is also cut low at the front and lower still at the rear. Three inch heals made her stand tall.

The three clubs included one with a bad reputation which I really tried to get my wife to leave off the agenda. As the girls had never been there they were keen to try it just for a change.

The first two clubs were good and produced many roaming hands, some of which got Karen rather moist. At the last one Kath and Lorraine left early as they were no longer so keen, the atmosphere lacked something for them, and there was a dodgy feeling too. Karen was happy being very popular on the dance floor and at the bar and stayed.

I got a call from a distraught Karen around 4.40 A.M. She was in a local park, naked, fucked and covered in cum with only her phone and wallet. I had to race to collect her.

When we arrived home my wife was in a hell of a state. She showered and told me of her night.

After her mates left Karen was centre of attention for a hand full of men who were soon all over her with their hands and grinding her from behind. She was turned on a lot and realised she was none to steady or clear minded.

Someone some how got the zip down on her dress enough to prove there was no bra, much bosom was being displayed and a lot of leg when guys worked her dress up as they groped her. A couple of hands from time to time even found her slit through her panties really getting her going. She would stop it soon.

Karen noticed she was now sidelined on the dance floor near a wall and hemmed in by several guys. A young black athletic type was kissing her and finger fucking her while she hung onto him and someone had got her panties down and she had to kick them of as she danced. The zip was soon almost fully down, tits flying.

Next clear memory is bent over on the dance floor with a good stiff cock up her hole and some guy feeding her another one to suck. She had to hold tight to his belt to stop herself falling over. She soon had cum in her mouth and pussy while her tits were handled and a crowd looked on.

Led out a back door my wife found herself laying back on a wooden picnic table, naked, legs in the air and being fucked like some body's life depended on it. Her tits were being sucked and some enterprising soul got astride the table and tried to get his cock in her mouth. The angles were all wrong so at some stage she was moved sideways on the table so her head hung over the side and a cock could fuck her face.

The next thing my wife knew was that she was in a car, on the back seat in a similar position to the table episode. She can't remember quite when it was that her head and tits were stuck out the rear window while someone fucked her as they drove around town.

Her last memory before oblivion was of two or three dirty homeless types fucking her on grass somewhere and laughing at her and calling her a stupid fuck slut and whore etc. They all added to her cum collection and she realised her arse had been taken too.

Drugged or not, I claim it was her fault for going to that club, and especially staying after her mates left. No point going to the authorities really, and we have already seen three online pictures of her hanging out of the car. If any trouble arises from them fuck knows what we can do.