How I found out everything

With this story, I am opening a series of tales about my adored wife.

I had just started serving as an officer then. I was assigned to an absolute backwater. Just think: from the settlement where the unit was located, there was only one train (at 5 a.m.) to Chelyabinsk, and it returned in the evening. That was the entire connection to civilization. I arrived with my wife right away. My wife was a stately girl—curvy with long legs. We had just gotten married and essentially knew little about each other, as I had met her a year earlier at a cadet party...

I won't bore you with a description of the first year, as I will tell much of what happened in the first year later, from my wife's perspective. Today

the story is not about that.

And so...

An inspection commission came to our unit once again (we were a training unit, and commissions came every six months). Naturally, the officers' bathhouse was fired up for them in the evening. By then, I had already become the deputy battalion commander (just an incredible career leap) and therefore was also supposed to participate in this event. Several wives of young officers were also invited to the bathhouse, as the commander said, to liven up the male company. Among these wives was my Natasha...

Everything began sedately. The girls were in swimsuits, the men in swim trunks. A few toasts to the meeting, acquaintances, those who didn't return, and the ladies present, then dancing and conversations. During the dances, many of the officers from the commission who danced with my Natalya allowed themselves minor liberties, like stroking her bare back, sometimes moving to her ass... But I didn't get tense, as I considered it harmless mischief. Natasha was livening up the male company, and the other girls weren't far behind.

Then, of course, everyone went to the steam room. The steam room was large but still couldn't fit everyone. Natalya and I ended up in different groups. I went in the first one. When I emerged into the hall after the steam room and the pool, the party continued in the same vein, except people had gotten drunker, and my wife had gotten redder... She was coming out of the billiard room arm in arm with one of the visiting officers, but upon seeing me, she recoiled from him. Her face was flushed, and her eyes were shining. I even thought then that she'd had enough to drink. Then she went to the steam room with her group. I sat down at the table and continued socializing. Meanwhile, many of the wives started allowing themselves to be openly groped. I wanted to protest but changed my mind. About 40 minutes later, I thought they were taking a long time in the steam and decided to go check.

But when I entered the room with the pool, I froze and was stunned. A wild scene met my eyes. Katya, the wife of one of the platoon commanders from my battalion, was lying on a bench with her legs spread, and some burly officer from the commission was fucking her. She had wrapped her legs around his hips and was quietly moaning in time with his movements. Right there, I saw Natasha too... she was being held up by two visiting officers, one under her arms and the other under her legs, while a third, holding her by the hips, was fucking her...

I stood in a stupor and couldn't believe that before my eyes, my beloved wife was being FUCKED. With her arms thrown over the shoulders of the men holding her, she only whimpered, biting her upper lip. At the same time, I saw how another man's cock was going in and out of my beautiful wife's pussy, and judging by the traces of semen dripping from her cunt, he wasn't the first to have my sweetheart...

As if in the background, through the slightly open door of the steam room, I saw Irina, the wife of my friend and comrade, being fucked in a double penetration, front and back, by two more commission members. What snapped me out of my stupor was that my wife noticed me and our eyes met. Without stopping her whimpering from pleasure, she managed to say:

 — Forgive me, Kolya! It's all for you...

I was about to rush at these people. But the commander's strong hand pulled me back into the relaxation hall. He squeezed me in his bear-like embrace and handed me a glass of vodka. I downed the fiery contents of the glass in one gulp and looked into the commander's eyes.

 — It's necessary — he rumbled hollowly.

I trudged dejectedly to the table and poured another glass of vodka. For some reason, I thought she should come running now and beg for forgiveness, but that didn't happen (later I found out she wanted to, but they wouldn't let her go). I got quite loaded and went back to the room with the pool. Natasha wasn't there anymore, but two more wives of young officers were being fucked. I peeked into the steam room, but Irina was still being fucked there. I found Natasha in the billiard room, where she was on her knees in front of three men sitting on a sofa, jerking off the two on the sides with her hands and sucking off the third. Meanwhile, from behind, our chief of finance (her direct superior, as she worked in accounting) was fucking her in the ass. Right there on the billiard table, Katya was being fucked, and on the coffee table, the wife of the 2nd company commander, Kristina, was being taken in the mouth and pussy...

Then I seemed to fall into an abyss and don't remember anything. In fragments, I recall sleeping on the sofa while my wife was on all fours above me, moaning as she was being fucked from behind by different men in turn. Then I remember vomiting, and when I returned, passing by the pool, I saw Natasha sucking off the commander. I think she was also being fucked on the billiard table, but I'm not sure, as that might have been a dream.

I woke up on that same sofa. Few people remained in the bathhouse. I decided to check all the rooms. Some people were left sleeping where they had fallen. I found Natasha in the washing area, where a soldier bath attendant was fucking her, drunk and half-asleep...