My Wife Turned Me into a Whore - (Chapter 8)

Chapter 8 <unk> Extending the holiday It was about 10 o'clock in the morning when I woke up. I looked to the side and realized that Paul was no longer in bed. So I decided to wake up Rachel who was still asleep. I curled myself between her legs and began to caress her vulva with my tongue. She woke up and opened her legs wide to make it easier to access. I began to caress the side walls and then I focused on her clitoris, making circular movements with my tongue around it. Her breathing became gasping and silent moans began to be heard. Then I fell down and sucked her clitoris hard at the same time as I squeezed the tip of her nipple with my hands. She twisted in bed having a delicious orgasm. It's a good thing to wake up like this, she says. I know you like it, so I did it, I say. It's time to raise love. Let's see what Paul is doing. She gets up to get dressed, only she puts on the clothes I was wearing the night before, that is, the sensual body accompanied by a leather belt and a toothbrush. Then she begins to smooth with her hands the rings and ropes that were still hanging from the iron bar. I was so excited yesterday and wished I was in your place tied to these ropes. I liked it too, I'll arrange it as soon as we get there, but nothing prevents me from today I'll tie you there so you can taste it. There's no time. We have to leave right after lunch. Today is the day we leave back home. Which is a shame. I've had a lot of fun these last few days. I can say the same thing... Well... let's go find Paulo and see what he's up to. Paul was in the living room drinking chamomile. Good morning, my beloved guests... how was your evening? We sleep wonderfully well. The mattress in his bed is something from another world. You don't want to leave it, Rachel replies. I'm glad you enjoyed it. I made breakfast for you. The table is already set. Country men are in the habit of waking up early, so the coffee has been on the table for a few hours. I may have to refill the milk because it's probably frozen. Raquel and I went to the kitchen and we were impressed. There was a real colonial coffee on the table. Natural juice, bacon, bacon, homemade cheese, homemade bread, milk sweet, honey, anyway ... I think milk was the last thing we needed there on that table. Rachel and I didn't make a fool of ourselves and took advantage of our host's hospitality. We ate until we were full. I guess lunch at noon was out of the question for us. Our Paulo... the coffee was wonderful. Thank you very much for the kindness I tell him after we return to the room after the coffee. All the produce there is produced here on the farm and sold to local businesses, so I'm glad you liked it. I thought I'd take you guys horseback riding here on the farm, too bad you don't have a bikini, 'cause there's a lake here on my property, and I think you'd like it. That's cool, I've never been on a horse. I noticed that you're dressed differently today. Yes, I was tired of wearing men's clothes, and I was already missing my panties, Rachel says. You look wonderful Rachel. In fact, you are a wonderful woman, says Paul. Thank you, Rachel replies, showing herself content with the gallantry. So Paulo... I suspect that this horseback ride will have to be done at another time. It's almost 11 o'clock and we're supposed to go home at noon. I tell Paulo to continue the conversation. We came to Pelotas with a group of friends, two couples to be more precise. And they're waiting for us for lunch. At that we heard a whistle outside the cottage. Tonhao must be my foreman. I asked him to bring me the horses. It's a pity you have to leave. I'm sure you'd enjoy the ride. Let's go outside, let me introduce Tonhao to you. He hardly ever leaves the farm. He'd be happy to meet new people. "I don't think I'm dressed properly for an introduction", says Rachel. "That might even get you in trouble. Go tell your wife about our visit to your house". Don't worry about it. Tonhao is my trusted man. Besides, we have a relationship that goes beyond the professional field, if you know what I mean... I've got your son of a bitch... When we went outside the house, we found this Tonhao guy sitting on a horse, wearing only bermuda and holding the reins of another horse with his hand. It was like bells were ringing, my floor was flying at my feet in that moment, my ass was like it was going to jump out of my body to grab that man. Tonhao was a muscular Charrua Indian with broad shoulders and smooth, black hair that ran down his back. His defined chest had so many gums that it looked like a roller coaster. His arms were so strong that they looked like the veins of his biceps. He was young, he seemed regular in age with us. When he saw us, he opened a wide, malicious smile that conveyed desire and promiscuity. His face had the face of an alpha male and a piercing look. I think I lost my breath for a few seconds, and Rachel must have had the same reaction/feeling as I did when she met the Indian, because she looked at me, arched her eyebrow, and bit her lip like a bitch. The only problem was that Tonya barely looked at me. He was glued to Rachel, staring at her like a bad wolf. But also, Rachel wearing that sexy body, just her dental floss, and me in bermuda and soccer shirt was unfair competition. For him to pay attention to me was only if he was gay, which didn't seem to be the case. On second thought, I think we'll take the ride, says Raquel... Paul gives a laugh and takes it all out. Matheus here's what we're going to do, we're going to go home and tell the people who painted a family problem, that my mother is in the hospital and that we have to leave early so we'll pack our things and come here so we can spend another night and come home tomorrow morning you and I will only work for the afternoon period what do you think? I'll be a while. So we said good-bye to Paulo and Tonhao, making sure that we would be back by the afternoon to spend another day at the farm. When we got home, Raquel went straight to her room to change her clothes and put things away. I took it upon myself to speak to the staff to give the news. The girls were very worried and sympathetic to Rachel and almost ruined our plans because they wanted to leave together with us. I had to insist on saying no. That it wouldn't make any sense. It wouldn't help us at all if they left earlier than planned. Everything was packed, packed, packed, packed, packed, packed, packed, packed, packed, packed. But when I left, I didn't go straight to the farm. I went straight to the mall. Raquel asked me what I was doing there, and I told her we needed new clothes. My little whore wants to shake the Indian, don't she? We went into a department store and started picking out models, and it was a lot of fun picking out clothes with my wife, and we came out with clothes, sandals, lingerie, even a bikini set, and we combined that she and I would wear identical clothes, even her underwear, even her sandals were identical, and when we came out of the department store, we walked past a beautician, and she and I looked at each other, and we didn't have to say a word. We girls introduced ourselves as friends, so as not to raise questions of a personal nature. For all intents and purposes, I was just a deer playing with his body in the company of his best friend. We came out of there ready and we still got courtesy makeup. The only problem is that we lost track of time and ended up spending most of the afternoon there at the mall. When we left, we called Paul to warn him. I had already sent a message earlier saying that we would be late, but that we would definitely show up. On the way to the farm, I proposed to Raquel. Honey, what do you say we extend our vacation till Sunday? Paul's wife doesn't come back until Monday. We can go home on Sunday afternoon. Then we'll get a doctor's certificate for conjunctivitis for both of us. What do you think? Look, I will. We arrived at the farm at around 18:00 and were greeted by Paulo and Tonhao. When we got out of the car exhibiting our new models, we took a sigh from the boys. We were wearing a modern cropped with only a strap on the right side and the left side open under the arm. The belly was on the outside showing the navel. Along with it a mini skirt in the same color (black). Below a leather belt attached to drag socks, threaded underwear and bra with a bulge. The sandal was the gladiator type also in black color. With painted nails, and professional make-up, we were really a drag. A detail... The hairdresser made a new haircut on my head. Cutting my hair and leaving it feminine, although short. And also my eyebrows. Tonhao comes and takes my hand and Paulo takes my wife's. I realize Rachel shot me with her eyes, because she wanted to be the one chosen by the Indian. I give her a little kiss on the shoulder and I go out rolling hand in hand with the Indian into the house. The story goes on...