We both had fantasized about being with other couples, sharing each other, and both were bi-curious, but both scared to actually do it for real. But ...that changed...It was a simple thing to do, take a picture of me and my wife having sex, and post it on the sex site. We had to do it without our faces showing, because we were both well known in our community. What I neglected to think about was the tattoo of a pair of cherries above my wife's left front breast that was clearly visible anytime. The other night, I arrived home from work to find Louise already there and lying on the couch, wearing a short black satin robe. As soon as I saw her I developed an immediate erection, thus yet again becoming a slave to her desires.She ordered me onto my hands and knees and commanded me to crawl to her side. She then raised her foot to my face and said ‘Lick my foot slave!’I happily licked her foot as she rubbed it all over my face. She then pushed my face away with her foot and tossed a satin. Nin started to edge into the room, but I pulled her back from the door. I didn't want to find out the hard way there was somebody in there waiting for us. ‘Nin, let’s get away from here. We need to work out what to do.’We went to reception to tell them our room had been broken into. I asked them if they had CCTV coverage of the room. The hotel’s Head of Security, a burly Scotsman, appeared and showed us what they had. There was only one camera trained on the lift up to the penthouse, and all it. Maybe they'd foregone the pool and had just been running around like freaks all afternoon? Maybe.James led Jennifer up the stairs to the second floor, and then down the hall to Mindy's room. James' own room was the next door beyond, and directly across the hall from that was a small study his father used on rare ocassion when he wanted to be alone. It was well known among all of the Chase children's friends that the father was more often to be found pounding his wife's cunt against a wall. They.