My Wife Cuckolds Me And I Love It! Chapter 4

I slept late and awoke to blazing sunlight streaming through the open window. Gayle had probably only just got up; her side of the bed was warm. Naked, I walked to the bathroom, and then into the kitchen in search of tea. Jason had left out a new box of English tea bags, so I filled the kettle and switched it on as my wife?s delicious giggle reached my ears.Looking out of the window, I saw her and Jason kissing. Both were naked, of course, and she was holding his cock but I heard her say, ?No lover, I promised Paul.?I knocked on the window and indicated for her to go ahead. She laughed, waved, and blew me a kiss before dipping her head. God, I loved that sexy bitch. I heard two separate splashes and looked out to see them cavorting in the pool. I picked up my cup of tea, walked outside, almanbahis and Gayle was now sitting on the edge of the pool. Jason was treading water, his head between her spread legs.I browsed through a newspaper while Gayle enjoyed a noisy orgasm courtesy of her lover?s mouth. She then rushed over to me and plonked down in my lap.?Good morning, darling.? She smiled and kissed my lips. ?Jason knows a tattooist in the village and he?ll take us down there when we?re ready.??Yeah,? Jason said, joining us, ?but I didn?t tell you that she?s my ex-wife.??Oh, cool,? Gayle giggled, ?we?ll be able to compare notes.??She?ll probably try to seduce you,? he said and we waited for the explanation. ?I caught her out here with another woman enjoying a very noisy and very wet sixty-nine.??And you didn?t almanbahis yeni giriş join in??He grinned wryly. ?Well, normally, I would have? like a shot. But the other woman was my sister.??So, you were cuckolded?? Gayle said, unsuccessfully trying to hide a smile.?Yes, I suppose I was.?My wife got off my lap and straddled him. ?No suppose about it,? she laughed. ?You were cuckolded.??All right, I was.??Are they still together???No, the last time I heard anything about my sister was three years ago. She?d joined a lesbian commune in America.??Look, Jason,? I said, ?if it?s going to be awkward for you, just tell us where the tattoo parlour is and we?ll go ourselves.??Hell, no,? he grinned, ?we?re still good friends.?Gayle disappeared to dress and came back in a tiny white almanbahis giriş sundress. ?I thought I?d better wear panties.? She lifted her dress, revealing a minuscule white thong that barely covered her slit.Jason and I stepped into shorts and we all walked to his garage. He had a World War Two Jeep: no doors, no seat belts, and no roof. But it was in pristine condition and I loved it.?We?ll go in this,? he said. ?Want to drive, Paul??Wow, did I ever? Unlike all the other vehicles on the island, it was a left-hand drive but I soon got used to it and we trundled along at a top speed of forty. Gayle enjoyed the ride, too ? but I suspect that had more to do with Jason?s hand being inside her panties.His ex-wife?s shop was next door to a bar in a small mall with a beautiful, long beach opposite. She was outside, waiting for our arrival, and greeted us warmly.?I?m Precious,? she introduced herself. ?Precious by name and precious by nature.?After asking Gayle exactly what she wanted to be done, she turned to Jason and I.