After my wife's 'blow n go' tattoo experience with her favourite tattooist (see the previous story), I knew it was only a matter of time before she fucked him. It came up a little bit during our dirty talk fucks but other things happened and it got pushed down the pecking order. It was almost two months later before we visited the city again, there were no plans for anymore tattoo's and my wife hadn't mentioned him for a while. This particular visit was a quiet one, nothing planned and nothing happened, or so I thought. When we returned home after a night away, we were tucked up in bed, my wife took up her usual position as the little spoon. I was already feeling very horny, a feeling reciprocated by my wife as she began wiggling her bare ass into me. Before anything could happen, she suddenly spoke, 'baby, I have a confession to make'. Thinking it to be some kind of game I played along, 'what have you been up to babygirl', I replied. As she reached back and started playing with my cock she continued, 'I was bad while we were away'. Expecting her to tell me she had spent too much money, I pressed her for more. 'What did you buy babygirl?' A brief moment of hesitation later, 'I fucked the tattooist'. I was a little taken back, I realised this wasn't some little game or trivial matter. I wasn't angry but she needed to explain herself. It turned out she had messaged the tattoo guy a few days before we went to stay in the city. She told him she would try and pop in to see him at some point, nothing more than that and she kinda just forgot once we were there shopping. The tattoo guy had messaged her during that time and made it suddenly clear that he had a free hour and an empty shop. My wife's reaction was to get instantly horny so, she gave an excuse to go shopping for girly things alone for a bit, which wasn't unusual at the time. Instead, however, she went over to his tattoo shop fully expecting to suck his cock, things shall we say escalated somewhat. Upon arriving she told me how the walk over there had got her so much more horny and wet that a blowjob was not good enough anymore. She arrived and went straight to the back of the shop, he followed after locking the door. My wife wears dresses almost all of the time, usually short ones as well, this day was no different. She sat on the tattoo table opened her legs and pulled the tattoo guy towards her. The two kissed for a bit before she told him to fuck her, she didn't even care that they didn't have a condom (wasn't thrilled about that bit at the time). She slipped her panties to one side for him and he entered her soaking wet pussy with ease, she slipped around on the vinyl topped table as he fucked her harder and harder. Then he turned her around and bent her over, she hitched one leg up on the table, giving herself up to him. He continued to fuck her furiously, so much so that all his various bits and pieces of tattoo equipment and ink bottles were rattling. Realising she was running out of time, she changed it up and began sucking his cock, telling him to cum in her mouth. Not long later he was shooting his load for her to swallow, she cleaned up every drop as all good sluts should. She left quickly and headed back to me, she debated whether to tell me right away. If it had just been a blowjob like before she would have told me as a surprise when finding me but, she panicked for some reason and kept it to herself. She needn't have worried, as she was telling me all the details in bed I had begun playing with her pussy. By the end of her confession, I was fucking the details out of her. I was never angry with her, I embrace that she's a slut and slut's sometimes lose control, it's the way it is. Since this event we do have a rule that she doesn't keep any new guys from me but, if its a guy we both know then she's free to surprise me. Also, carry condoms!