Everything started when I hired this guy John for our large multi-acre property.

My neighbor had recommended him. John had just graduated from college, and he and his crew of three guys were looking for part-time weekend work.

The first day, a truck pulled up and four guys got out. They were all strapping young men. I let them in the gate and suggested that they look over the grounds. John gave me an estimate and said that they could start on Saturday, which was fine with me.

Saturday morning came and I jotted down a list of items they would need from the hardware store. As I was about to pull away from the house, John drove up. I stopped to say hello and that I’d thought he was going to be coming later, so I hadn’t made it to the store yet. I also said that my wife was still sleeping, and would obviously wake up when she heard the lawnmower start. John said he would try to be as quiet as possible. He was by himself; his crew apparently had the day off.

Now, in the past I’ve sometimes caught my wife sprawled on our bed, masturbating with her vibrator. Either I wandered into the bedroom and discovered her in the act or she’s greeted me as I came through the front door with a guilty look on her face, having just finished doing the deed. And of course it always turns me on.

I’d gone about three blocks from the house when I realized I’d forgotten my wallet. When I got back to the house, there was no sign of John. I walked in quietly so as not to wake my wife. As I was grabbing my wallet, I saw John through a side window, standing in the backyard just beyond our bedroom’s sliding glass door. His mouth was open and he was yanking his cock through his shorts as he stared into our bedroom. In that same split second, I heard my wife cry out and also heard a faint buzzing sound. I could tell that Elizabeth was no longer asleep and that John was getting an eyeful. I heard her come, and then silence as she shut off the vibrator. She had no idea that she had an audience. She couldn’t see John or me. As soon as she’d turned off the vibrator, John ran back out front and started mowing the lawn.

Surprised to see me, Elizabeth, now all hot and wet, asked if I wanted to fuck. Silly question! I closed the curtains and we proceeded to go at it. Afterward I told her that I thought our gardener had seen her. She didn’t seem overly concerned.

The next Saturday I was heading out to run a few errands and Elizabeth was awake, reading the paper in bed. As I was leaving, John and his crew drove up. I let him know that I had cleaned up the yard and that my wife was awake and not to worry about waking her with the mower. Then I went on my way.

A few weeks went by and everything was working out well with John and his crew. Then, one Saturday, I was once again leaving to run some errands and saw John and his crew arrive at the house. As I left, I looked in my rearview mirror. What I saw made me wonder. John and his crew were not unloading their equipment. They all got out of the truck and went into the backyard. I pulled over, parked, and walked back to the house, sneaking in through the side door so no one would hear me. As I entered the hallway, I could hear my wife’s vibrator and her moans. I took a few steps back, looked through the side window, and was astounded by what I now saw. Getting a great view of my wife were John and his crew. They all had their flies unzipped and were stroking their cocks.

In the few seconds that I stood there, I heard my wife whimper. Almost simultaneously, John and his crew shot their loads onto the uncut grass, then zipped up and went back to work. I went back to my truck and ran my errands, but all the while I was trying to figure out why Elizabeth couldn’t have seen them standing there. Maybe she was too focused on herself.

So before that next Saturday, I drilled a peephole in the wall next to where I planned to hide. It enabled me to see where the guys were standing and, to a limited extent, my wife’s antics. When the day rolled around, I told Elizabeth I was leaving to play golf and would be back in the afternoon. I drove around the corner, then tiptoed back into the house. I got into position and waited until John and his crew arrived.

They hopped off the truck and went through the gate to the backyard. This time John walked up to the sliding glass door and waved at my wife. As he did, I heard the vibrator turn on. He stepped back onto the grass with his crew, and they all unzipped their pants and began to fondle their cocks. As I watched the scene unfold, I started to get hard myself.

After just a minute, my wife was having an orgasm. She then turned off the vibrator and went into our closet. She returned with our “game bag,” a collection of all our favorite sex accessories. She pulled out a dildo, lubed it with K-Y Jelly, and eased it into her wet pussy. With her other hand, she turned on the vibrator and started to work her clitoris with it. I had never seen her do that before. I glanced over at the crew. They were really enjoying themselves. Soon I found myself pulling out my cock and stroking it. As my wife started to come again, I looked out at the crew, and all four were jerking themselves as fast as they could. One after another, they blew their loads onto the uncut grass.

My wife waved good-bye to the crew and drew the curtains, and the men went to work on the yard. Elizabeth took a quick shower, put on her short yellow robe and fuzzy slippers, and flopped down on the bed for a well-deserved rest. After the crew left, I went out the back way.

The next Saturday I woke my wife and suggested that she pick some berries from the back half of our property. It was a nice morning, and I told her we could sit out on the patio, read the newspaper, and enjoy our coffee and fresh-picked berries. She thought this was a great idea. After showering, she went out in her robe and slippers to pick berries while I read the paper and got the coffee started.

I had previously arranged for John and his crew to show up early so I would be there to pay them. They pulled up right on time. I went out and told them what I’d observed the past few weeks; then I really blew their minds by telling them I didn’t think it was fair that they had to just watch. I had them grab one of the drop cloths that they use for grass clippings and told them to follow me. They were all too eager to do so. So here we were, five guys walking into the secluded back portion of my property. As we rounded the bushes, we saw my wife bent over picking berries. We all caught a good glimpse of the prize under her short robe. Startled by everyone, she asked what was going on. It was then that I revealed what I’d seen. I told her

I didn’t think it was fair for her to tease these guys for so long. She was apologetic, and quite innocently asked what I proposed she do.

With that, I instructed the crew to lay out the drop cloth and told Elizabeth to do anything she wanted. She got on her hands and knees and gave the crew and me one of her most devilish smiles. If I knew my wife, she certainly didn’t need any ideas from me. I got down in front of her and pulled out my cock, and she started sucking. As she did, I pulled up her robe and exposed her ass. I looked up at the crew, tossed them each a rubber, and told them to have at it.

They were all talking and joking as the first guy took up the rear position. He kneeled down behind Elizabeth, grabbed her hips, and slowly stuck his cock in. As he started to thrust, the look on his face was one of sheer joy. My wife looked back at the man inside her and then briefly assessed the other three cocks that were still waiting. The first guy didn’t take long at all; as he pulled out, he peeled off the rubber and shot his load all over my wife’s back. The second and third took their turns, making my wife come almost effortlessly each time.

The last one to go was John. Until now I hadn’t realized how fat his cock was or how big the tip was. He got into position and started to push it in. My wife stopped sucking me for a bit and cried out as she pushed back toward John. After a couple of slow thrusts to get warmed up, he started to pound her from behind.

John put his thumb in Elizabeth’s ass. As he pumped his cock into her, she took my cock deeper into her throat. I was getting close to coming and could tell he was too. As his rhythm picked up and he pounded even harder, she began to come, and this pushed me over the edge. I looked up and saw John pull out. He stripped off his rubber and began to stroke his cock. Then he shot loads of come all over my wife’s back and ass. When I saw this, I lost my load deep in my wife’s throat.

Elizabeth lay motionless. I told the crew not to worry about mowing the lawn that day, and handed them their check. They declined it, saying that they’d already been paid.