Hot Wife in Nevada

My husband and I visited several local Brothels in NV and there are several near out home that we visit to have drinks, flirt and have paid the odd time for sexy action as MFF.

Our last visit, the Madam, caught me away from my husband and asked if I would be interested in working there a few nights a week? I wasn't shocked, but excited to have the question presented to me. Her and I joked and laughed a moment, and I responded, get me the information and I'll get back to you. Before I got back to the bar, my phone email pinged her emailing me the guidelines, testing and such. WOW, hot wife or prostitute?

My husband and I drank away talking to the ladies, I watched the men entering and picking ladies and wild thought entered my filthy mind. I could do this; I could be a "working girl" a few nights and see what happen.

Later on, that evening after we were both drunk, I had started making comments to my husband, "You think that guy would pick me?" "You think it would be sexy for your wife to work at a brothel?" "I could be fucking whore here".

More and more thoughts and comments flowed out of my mind and mouth, he smiled, telling me every man would pick me, I'd be the best working whore in NV....

On the drive back home, I told my husband the madam asked if I wanted to work. He "slurred, work where, there?" "Yes baby, I could work a couple nights a week and see if it's fun and play around, can I?".

I started playing with my wet pussy, telling him, you can come visit me, you can see what men pick your wife, maybe someone we know will visit and see me? Maybe some of your work colleagues will visit and see me? you like that baby, your wife being the local whore, prostitute.

We were both very drunk and played out the night having wild great sex. That week, I opened up the email again, read through what I needed to do have tests completed. While husband was at work, I built my Bio, got tested at the health clinic and got my certification, got my other paperwork needed along with sending some sexy photos to the Madam.

To my desired surprise, she responded back that day, "great honey, can you work Wed, Thru, Fri each week from 2P to midnight? I emailed back urgently, yes, I'll get there early Wednesday to talk through the routine.

The rest of the week, I was horny, excited, nervous, my pussy flowed juices and stayed moist and kept my panties and shorts showing a huge wet spot, I fucked my Husband every night moaning out to him, "fuck your whore wife, fuck me like a dirty prostitute baby", I'm going to be a filthy fucking prostitute baby". I hadn't told him yet but he knew my excitement and filthy desires.

Wednesday came, I packed up some makeup, sexy / slutty clothing, perfume, towels, toiletries and drove out to the "ranch". I met the madam and see collected my paperwork and certificates, gave me the quick rundown, showed me my room and passed of the key. I dumped my stuff off in the room and slid into a tiny nighty, texted my husband, "guess what?" he responded, "What", "I'm working tonight, come visit me", he returned a quick text, "you nasty fucking whore", you always surprise me slut", "I'll come visit and see my filthy prostitute wife". I rushed off to the lobby, I got a drink and heard the doorbell announcing we need to "line up".

I was so nervous, the normal business looking man walks in, the Madam greats him and show him the line up. He looks up and down at each one of us and walks back grabbing my hand asking, "would you like a drink?". I proudly smiled and walked with him to the bar.

We had a few drinks, and I invited him to the room to talk, once in, I told him my rates and escorted him to the madam to pay. back to the room and just had normal sex, I tried to be all he wanted and he tipped me heavily asking what nights I work.

I cleaned up and headed back out to the line up and being picked the 2nd time by a couple. Same routine played out all night and my first night was packed with sexy fun $

My husband showed up sometime while I was in the "room", I watched the smiling expression on his face as he watched me walk back into the lobby with a happy "client"

I become bolder and braver each line up, making eye contact, showing off and giving the man a lustful look that worked most everytime. That night some girls congratulated me, some were not so happy, and the Madam told me what i made for the evening after the cut!

Getting home, My husband stripped me down and fucked me harder than ever, i moaned out all the filthy things and let him know what a filthy prostitute wife he married.