Part 9

We had taken the opportunity to have a weekend away and for a change we were in a hotel rather than the motorhome.

We had spent the day out and about around the city and the usual touristy sightseeing.

My was in the shower and asked me to pop down to the shops and pick a couple of bits up for her.

When I returned to the room there was no sign of her, I looked around and found a note “meet me in the bar”. I had a quick shower, got some smart clothes on and headed down to the bar.

As I walked in I started to look around the room and eventually spotted her sat at the bar chatting to a guy. She looked amazing, her hair was immaculate, cascading onto her shoulders and just covering the thin straps of the dark blue dress she had on. The dress was a firm favourite of mine and I had asked her to bring it this weekend. It was a perfect fit for her, hugging her curves all over. A very plain material with a bit of stretch to it, thin straps holding over her shoulders and stopping about 4 inches above her knee when stood up.  The most eye catching feature was the big, chunky, shiny silver zip that ran all the way up the front.  She had matched it with some nylons, tights or stockings was hard to tell and a pair of sparkly heels.  She was sat with her back to me so very hard to see much else.

I walked past her and went to the bar, sitting in her eyeline I waited.  The bartender came and took my order and then my wife and I caught each other’s gaze. She looked at her left wrist and tapped her watch with her right hand. This was the signal to give her some time.

I got my drink and sat there, watching her in the mirror behind the bar, she was obviously flirting and he was playing his part perfectly.  Chatting, complimenting, having a really good eyeful and buying just another glass of Prosecco. I sat and enjoyed the show as they chatted and she got slightly drunk. After a while she stood and excused herself, she went to the ladies and when she came back she walked straight past me, handed me a piece of paper and went back to the man she had been chatting to.

I looked down at the piece of paper, it said “enjoy the show” I carried on watching, ordering another drink so as not to attract too much attention. She stood beside him and then instead of pushing her dress down to get on to the stool as she would usually do, she hitched it up. My earlier question was answered as I could clearly see the stocking tops, so clearly that I could see two of the suspender clips.

He handed her another glass of Prosecco and as she took it from him his hand let go and smoothly dropped to her leg. It didn’t take long for it to edge a little higher and his finger tip reached the stocking top.  She dropped a hand onto his and stopped him going any higher.

She placed the drink on to the bar and started fiddling with her necklace. Obviously drawing attention to her cleavage and the she touched the zipper and pushed it just a little lower. At that point I knew that she would be fucking him tonight.

There were only about 6 people in the decent sized bar and I was by far the closest to them but I couldn’t hear much as they were speaking very quietly.  After a while she reached up and undid the zip a bit lower.  Surely he could see the edge of her bra now.

A few people had left the bar now and I saw him gesture to a small sofa in a corner.  They both stood and as they walked over I saw his hand on her arse cheek as he guided her. When they got to the sofa they sat very close. Both twisted towards each other and I could clearly see her bra showing through the zip now.  After a couple of minutes she turned a bit further towards him, her knee sliding towards the back of the sofa and her lower leg laid across it, her knees spread wide and a bare strip of skin visible above her stocking tops.  They sat chatting his hands slowly creeping up her leg until his fingers started to vanish under the hem line of her dress.  She leant forward towards him and their lips met in a deep kiss, when she pulled back the zip had gone significantly lower.  After a short while she stood up and headed to the ladies, as she walked past me she winked and smiled.  She emerged a few minutes later and handed me a small fold up bag that she always carries in her handbag.  I looked inside and saw her knickers sat on top of her bra.  She went back to the sofa and straight into the same position. This time the zip was higher, he pointed and obviously mentioned it, she leant forward slightly and his hand reached for the zipper, pulling it down to reveal her naked cleavage. His other hand was now completely hidden by her dress and by the look on her face I could tell that she was enjoying what he was doing.  After what seemed a long time, she pulled back, pulled his hand from her dress, lifted it up and licked his fingers before placing it down on his lap. She reached for her handbag and pulled out her phone, shortly after, as she dropped it back into her handbag, my phone pinged and I opened the text.  “He knows I’m married, he knows you’re watching and I want to bring him back to the room, see you in the lift”.

I stood up and headed straight for the lifts.  It was now just gone midnight and the lobby was very quiet. I heard heels in the tiles of the lobby floor, held the door open and was joined by the man and my wife.  She had done the zip up to a decent level to leave the bar. Once in the lift she stood with her back to me and was passionately kissing the man with her.  I reached around her and found the zip.  I dropped it all the way down until it undid and then pulled the dress apart and behind her, she read my mind and dropped her arms so that I could remove it completely, there she stood, naked except stockings, suspender belt and heels, kissing a stranger in the lift.

The lift stopped, the doors opened and I got out first, I hurried down the corridor and opened the door and turned to watch her walking towards me, her huge tits and her shaven pussy totally on show.  She entered the room, then him, then I. She got to the bed and got straight into her knees, as he walked over she grabbed his belt and started to undress him. She pulled his trousers and boxers down and took his hard cock into her mouth.  She devoured it, licking, sucking and taking it deep into her throat.  He had done the top half and was now standing naked except his trousers and boxers around his ankles, both hands on her head as he started rocking his hips back and forth and face fucking my wife who was clearly enjoying it.  I walked around behind her and slipped a hand between her thighs, she was soaking wet and pushed down onto my hand, I slipped two fingers up into her and she started rocking on them as his dick was working her throat.  After a while she stood up and as he was frantically trying to remove his shoes, socks, trousers and boxers, she turned, kissed me and her tongue pushed into my mouth.  I could taste his cock on her and it turned me on.

She turned back to him and kissed him as he groped her body, his hands wandering everywhere. She backed towards the bed, laid back, scooted further on and lifted her knees up. He didn’t get the hint, he knelt on the bed next to her head and offered her his cock. I took my chance and went down on her soaking pussy, licking her clit as I gently finger fucked her.  I could tell it was working as her legs began to tremble, soon her pussy filled and gushed as the orgasm hit her, she stayed vocally quite quiet and I knew that his cock was doing a great job of keeping her mouth occupied.

I pulled up and asked if he was going to fuck her.  He finally got the hint and got on top of her, lined up and pushed his rigid cock into her.

He was a gentle lover, nothing frantic, fast or hard but his technique obviously suited her as she orgasmed several times. He just kept going, eventually her eyes rolled, another orgasm hit but this time it just kept going and going.  Whatever he was doing was keeping her on wave after wave of orgasm that just wouldn’t end.  After a while she started tapping his back and shaking her head, the taps got firmer until he pulled out and she just lay there, quivering and unable to string words together.

I asked if she could take more and she shook her head. I took her arm and rolled her towards me so that she was on her front, spread her legs and told him to try again from behind.  The second he was in her she started shaking her head again and saying no, no.  He pulled out and I suggested he finish in her arse.  He said that he had never done that but he changed position and pushed his cock balls deep into her arse in one stroke.  She was loving it and it didn’t take him long to shoot his cum into her.

We all lay in the bed together chatting for a while before my wife said that she needed a shower.

I told him to go and help and a few minutes later I looked in to see her pressed up against the glass as he took her from behind and loaded her arse for the second time.