Chapter 8

I looked a bit sheepishly at my wife and replied

“When I heard you were going to get fucked I was jealous and when I heard them say I was locked and bi, I knew you told them. So when they opened the curtain I just let what happens go.

I don’t regret any of it either other than not seeing his cock in you”

Juan laughed and pulled a twenty from his pocket and handed it to Hector and said,

“Yep you were right about him and her at the start having a open relationship but how did you know he would suck you”

“Well if he was locked up like she said it meant he was submissive and I figured he would do what we asked when I dragged him out of the shower” replied Hector.

Manuel was watching the exchanges with a huge smile on his face when he commanded us to get over to him.

“Both of you are going to get down here and both lick and suck my cock and we are going to show that live until I cum.

Your both going to share sucking it then and after I cum I want you both to open your mouths and show the cum and then swallow at the same time. We will turn off the videos then for the night”

I got onto my knees right beside my wife and started to lick part of his cock and his balls while my wife took him back into her mouth and was trying to get it as far as possible into her mouth as she could.

I saw 2 phones pointed at the action and Manuel had a phone pointing down at us.

We alternated back and forth a few times sucking him before he started to groan. He was damn close and we both knew it. He started to cum as my wife was about to suck him again when. He hit her in the face with a huge blast of cum.

I quickly reached over and started to half kiss her and Manuel saw what I was doing as the next shot out and hit me in the face. He slid his cock into both of our mouths as we were kissing shooting the rest into our connected mouths. He stepped back as he finished cuming and we both opened our mouths as told and showed the cum inside on our tongues and on our faces for the cameras.

“Swallow now” he said and I kissed my wife as we both swallowed the shared load of cum.

The phones were turned off at that point and we all relaxed. My wife rolled to her side and then laid down on her back and spread her legs with knees up as to say for someone to fuck her.

Manuel looked at both of us and then at me.

“I have a question for you. Since we discovered that you are really a Puta, you know what it means correct?”

“Yes its bitch in Spanish “ I replied

“Good, Juan and Jose are both pretty good tattoo artists and in the bag in the corner is some of their supplies. I planned on having her get a PUTA tattoo as a tramp stamp on her back but I think it fits you more. Do you want it?” Manuel asked me.

I looked at my wife and she smiled at me

“Go ahead and do him. I can get one later after we get together again” she said.

“Is that ok with you” I was asked “Yeah I am ok with that as it seems that I am a puta or a slut as seen tonight. But can I see what it would look like on paper first. I kind of know what style I would like”

Jose looked at me and smiled. “What is it you would like”

I thought for a few seconds and looked at him,

“Not sure what you call it but an old english style where the letters kind or are bold and have tails on them.”

Juan grabbed a piece of paper and quickly scratched out a design and showed me how it would look.

Jose was doing the same and he showed me his thoughts. Winner winner. Chicken dinner as Jose got it as close to what I was thinking of.

“Yes that’s it. Now what color will it be “ I asked.

“black of course” Manuel replied and everyone nodded in agreement.

Manuel and Jose got up and got dressed and told me to grab my stuff and we would go to another room he said.

“What about my stuff” asked my wife.

“We will get that next but both of you will remain naked with him in panties. I am trying to give the epoxy time to dry and it fun to watch him trying to keep from leaking all over”

Manuel lead all of us out of the mens locker room and down the hall to the womens locker room.

My wife went in and returned with her clothes and bag in less than a minute.

He continued down the hall past some training rooms and around a corner where we found a cleaning lady who just took one look at my wife and me and said sonething in spanish and all the guys started laughing again.

Manuel turned and looked at us and said. “I guess neither of you speak spanish. She said you both look like a mess. She got that right”

We went around another corner and I saw that we were at the Physical therapy room.

He took a access card from his pocket and waved it over the panel and opened the door.