I joined my wife in bed and she talked about being back in Maine and how she loved it. She snuggled in wrapping my arms around her feeling her ass pus... against my cock it started to rise.I wanted to save it for my mom but my wife had other ideas, she reached behind her and started to play with it through my boxers, then pulled it through the slit in the front and continued to get me harder with each stroke.My hands traveled from her stomach to her breast, kneading each breast I heard her. This is the room where you will get your punishments and be tied or chained waiting for them. Now, come here, slave!” she commanded. I obeyed, and she tied my arms to my back and then fastened me onto the hanging straps, which were then used to raise me in the air at crotch level, as a sort of swing. The ties were almost comfortable, which meant that someone could stay there for long time. She rang a bell when I was in place. “I have found the right punishment for my loving little slut.. They would meet at the clubhouse of an apartment complex and we would make love in front of them on a mattress on the floor. They watched us and paired up for their own performances as we “worked”. The pay was nice and I have to admit we put on a really good show. Our bodies were both perfect in those days and the passion of our deep love for each other revealed itself in our sex. We were repeat performers; they would all get very worked up just watching us. One week they contacted Danny with. When my wife sat back down Rick said “very nice babe cant wait to get some of that”. My wife asked Rick what he meant he said “well you need to pay for your room some how” Chapter 2I could tell that Rick wanted to Fuck her just by the look of pure lust in his eyes. He told her to get on her knees beside the bed and move the dam pillow. Tears started to roll down her cheeks as she looked at me and moved to the floor. Rick then signalled to the three guys on the couch they got undressed and moved.