I returned to the hotel still trying to get my head around what I'd just seen but thinking about it aroused me, I realised I wanted to experience it again, but where was she?

I'd called her multiple times but just kept getting her voicemail, I was in a quandary, on the one hand imagining she was still in the stately home being fucked, which strangely was quite comforting as the alternative could be anything good or bad.

It was now coming up to 8p.m. and I was getting hungry but I was lothe to leave without her, then at last she called,

Jeannie, where the hell are you.

This isn't your wife, I'm Doctors Vikram Sharma and we've got a problem.

We've got a problem?

Yes, could you make your way to the British Legion, it's a ten minute walk.

I was a member of the Legion but hadn't intended to visit this particular branch.

Why? What's happened?

Sir come to the Legion and I'll explain.

In the legion I walked into the bar area, an Asian looking gentleman sat at the far side and beckoned me over.

Mr Porter?

I nodded.

As you know, this afternoon old Bob fucked your wife.

I stuttered but he cut me off.

Mr Porter, CCTV, we know you saw.

So, what's the problem.

Your wife was given a spiked drink on arrival, she was alone, or so it seemed, by the time we realised she wasn't it was too late and hence the reason she let Bob and all the others fuck her.

All the others, how many others?

He looked embarrassed.

Quite a few

So what's the problem. ? God was I getting turned on.

That old duffer Bob gave her too much, she is completely insatiable, we've had to prevent her going out or else christ knows what she might get up to.

What was the drug?

I can assure you it isn't the drug that made her act this way, all it does is remove her inhibitions, every thing she does she wants to, it's just never socially acceptable but now she doesn't care.

Where is she now?

His eyes looked upward, she's upstairs in a private room, I'm afraid she's still being fucked, luckily you don't seem to mind.

It was true, but I wanted to watch, can I see her?

Follow me.

We didn't go upstairs but to a room along from the bar, he opened a laptop and handed it to me.

The quality of the pictures was startling, this wasn't CCTV it was professional, there was Jeannie bent over a table with her left leg supporting her, her right leg was bent on the table and although I couldn't see the cock she was very obviously being fucked, there were a group of men watching on, they had two things in common, they were all the wrong side of seventy and they all had huge cocks, .

I watched as the man grunted and filled my wife's cunt with spunk, it was the most erotic thing ever, he moved away and I got a good look at the spunk leaking out of her stretched cunt.

I was goggle eyed anticipating the next cock, I really wanted to see as he penetrated her but doctor Sharma said, she has to have an energy drink between fucks, she releases so much fluid she could dehydrated. But on the positive side she doesn't get sore.

I asked how all the men were so well endowed, ridiculously so.

He smiled, it's not natural, another drug

Really I've never heard of a drug like that.

It's not licensed and they are all willing guinea pigs.

I looked back at the screen, Jeannie was on her hands and knees suckingon another cock, she struggled to get it in her mouth, I expected someone to fuck her from behind but Dr Sharma chuckled.

They can't get down to that level anymore, their knees won't take it, don't worry, she'll be back over the table in a moment then you can watch them all fuck her.