Eva walked over to me and handed me a blindfold. She said, "Go take a shower slave. Then kneel in the bedroom floor naked. Put on the blindfold and wa...t for me."I rushed off to shower, thinking this sounded pretty good, even if I had lost the bet. As I showered, I wondered what Eva had in store for me. Through the years I had learned my dear sweet wife had a very fertile and downright kinky imagination. I had been tied to the bed as she sat on my face while I licked her to orgasm, rode my cock. I remembered looking into those deep emerald green eyes, fringed with thick black lashes and feeling something shift inside of me, recognizing him somehow, in some elemental way. He always ordered a burger or some type of sandwich with fries and drank two or three beers—Michelob Light. I’d feel his eyes on me as I moved about the room, but he’d look elsewhere when I glanced his way. He was always cordial and tipped well but never talked much. Sometimes I’d try to draw him out, engage him in. That night after he had showered I locked him up again and this time told him I would not be releasing him until he had found me a well hung lover.In the following week my husband outdid himself. He found a well endowed 9 inch black guy named Roy that he had met while playing squash with a few months earlier. He knew Roy was well hung from peeking in at him in the shower at the gym. When my husband told me that part I laughed and told him I always knew he was queer. You should have seen how. Fearing that they would be seen, Beth and Sister found a small group of rocks to hide behind until the sun set. She hoped to get a better look at their operation when it was dark without being noticed. Curling up with Sister they both rested until it was dark enough to get closer.A loud siren woke Beth from a sound sleep. It was completely dark out and she was surprised at how long they must have been sleeping. Looking over their rock hiding place, Beth was worried that someone may have seen.