After reading some great stories on here, I thought I would contribute one of my own. This is about a true experience from a couple of years ago. I hope you enjoy it. My wife and I were invited to a wedding in West Sussex. I suggested we stayed at a hotel so we could make a long weekend of it. I booked a room at The Premier Inn at Arundel. We had stayed there several times before when we went there for dirty weekends. Whenever we went there, my wife, Jane would take a collection of what she called her 'gear' for dressing up, and taking photos. This would include such outfits as a showgirl, secretary, sexy girl pirate and, best of all, naughty nurse made up from a real uniform including a hat. When wearing her nurse outfit she would wear seamed stockings and leave the top couple of buttons open to show off her sexy tits to perfection. Her sexy curvy body would look great when she was dressed up. My wife very seldom drinks, but to help her relax and feel more confident, she would drink a small glass of cider. I had asked her once, why did cider make her so randy? She had told me about how it had all started. When she was younger, she and her friend would go to see a couple of lads at one of their houses during the day when the parents were at work. On one particular day, she found herself there on her own with just the two lads. She was in the living room, and could hear them talking quietly in the kitchen. She went over to the door so she could hear, but not be seen. One was saying what a big pair of tits she had and would love to feel them. His mate said, give her a glass of leg opener and let's see what happens. She quickly sat back down when the lads come in with three glasses.Try this one of the lads said offering her a glass of cider. She had a sip and liking the taste, ended up drinking the whole glass. Soon she was all giggles when one of the lads sat next to her on the settee. After a while, he put his arm round her, and gradually positioned it so he could have a feel of her boob. The other lad, who had been sitting in a chair watching, now sat next to Jane on the other side and asked if he could have a feel. The other lad was enjoying himself to much and just carried on with what he was doing. This meant the second lad had to put his arm round Jane so he could feel her other boob at the same time. Jane was enjoying it, so she leaned forward telling them to get thier arms out the way. She lent back between them so they had easy access to a boob each. This went on for a week or so, always with a glass of leg opener to get her in the mood. One day, it went a bit further. She would always sit between them on the settee, but this day she felt a hand on her knee. The hand started to wander up the inside of her leg, with her not protesting, it was soon rubbing her pussy through her cotton panties. She opened her legs wider and soon she had both of the lads feeling her through what was now a very wet pair of pants. That was as far as it ever went. She went round the next day and found another lad there with the other two. She didn't like the look of him, so got up and left, never to go back. It was a shame really Jane said, I'd made up my mind to let myself get fingered by the pair of them that day. After she told me the story, I would always make a point of taking a couple of bottles of leg opener with me whenever we went away for dirty weekends. I'd make sure I'd have some with me this time as well. But, back to my story. When we used to stay at the hotel we would have lots of fun, playing role games and taking polaroid pictures. Later, as time went by, this would change to a digital camera where I would film her fingering herself and with the use of one of her vibrators, bring herself to a climax. Then with the help of a tripod, film ourselves sucking and fucking. I often wonder how many amateur porn films have been made at hotels. It must be in the thousands! On this occasion, Jane would not be taking all of her gear, but with all the memories of our previous stays, would definitely be in the mood for a bit of fun after the reception so I knew she would have something sexy to change into for when we got back to the room after the wedding. We booked in on the Friday at around six, and we're given a room on the first floor. The wedding we were attending was for an old apprentice of mine, Ian. He was a great lad and we got on very well. So when my wife and I received an invite to his wedding, we were very pleased to be included. When Jane saw where it was being held, she got even more excited. Ooooh she said, our old playground. Ian was a popular lad, so I knew there would be a few old friends there. I looked forward to seeing them, and maybe making new friends as, Ian now worked for another company. After a coffee in the room and unpacking our bags I suggested to my wife we could have a meal in the restaurant located next to the hotel. Jane put on a nice knee length black skirt that showed her sexy hips, and a baby blue jumper which not only gave her tits a great shape, but also revealing a hint of cleavage. Finally, with a pair of dark tan tights and black heels, she was ready. How do I look she asked? I'd fuck you given half a chance was my response! Maybe later she said playfully slapping my arm. It was quiet when we walked into the bar with only a few diners dotted around the restaurant and a couple at the bar. I noticed a couple of younger guys look at my wife as we walked in and quickly looked away in case their girlfriends saw them looking. I find it a big turn on when guys of all ages look at her. It makes me feel proud. It's also because, like a lot of men with sexy wives, they like the idea of sharing her with another man. We sat at the table and ordered our meal. Neither of us are big drinkers, so I didn't bother ordering any alcoholic drinks. I wanted to be wide awake when we went back to the room for some fun. Whilst we were waiting for our meal, Jane excused herself to go to the ladies, I noticed one of the guests, a guy about our age, sitting on his own looking at her as she went past his table. He even turned his head after she went by to have a look at her arse! He must have known she was with me because he kept looking over with a guilty look on his face. I just pretended to look at my phone, and watch him through my peripheral vision. Sure enough, when she did return, he had one eye on me, and another on my wife's arse! When, Jane got back to the table, I told her she had an admirer sitting at the bar. Who she said? and I pointed him out. He's not bad looking she said jokingly. After we finished our meal we went over to an empty table and ordered a coffee. Cross your legs for me I asked. No! she said, I know your little game! Come on, give your admirer a treat. She looked at me, shaking her head as she crossed her legs revealing a nice bit of thigh. Happy now! I just gave her a big smile. Our friend didn't miss it, and kept taking quick discreet looks at my wife's legs and tits under her tight jumper. I think your going in someone's wank bank for later tonight I said jokingly. Stop it! Jane said going ever so slightly red. After we finished our coffee I said to my wife, let's go back to our room now and have some fun. The guy looking at my wife had turned me on and I wanted to go to our room for a nice sex session. As we got up to leave, so did my wife's admirer. He beat us to the door and opened it for us. Goodnight he said, Jane smiled and thanked him. I opened the next door for Jane and nodding, allowed our friend to go in front of me, thank you he said. The next door was for the upstairs rooms, on opening it, he smiled and said we must stop meeting like this. Jane and I laughed and went ahead of him. I thought, the cunning bugger planned that, with us in front, he could have a good look at my wife's arse without me knowing. He was slower walking up the stairs than us, I think this was because he knew a bit more of my wife's legs would be on view as she climbed the stairs. I held the door open at the top of the stairs and waited for him. He come up the last few stairs thanking me for waiting and said goodnight to Jane. I was behind him now and wanted to see what room he was in. He got to the room next to ours, glanced up and smiled as he opened the door and went in. That's handy I said to Jane with a wink, our bed is against his wall. He will hear when I fuck you on it. Stripping off to her bra and panties, Jane got into bed. Do you really think I'm in his wank bank she asked? Fucking right you are I laughed. He was having a good look at me my wife replied. How does that make you feel knowing he could be thinking about me and wanking? You know in his mind he would be fucking me. Fucking you hard I should hope I said getting in bed with her. I bet he's in there wanking over you as we talk I said to my wife. I wonder if I got him excited, I like to think I did. Of course you did you sexy bitch, you'd get any man going. I put my hand on her pants, being cotton I could feel she was wet straight away. Looks like he's not the only one who's excited. Opening her legs a little more, she said do you really think he's wanking over me? Why not I replied, he was having a good look at your arse! Her hand disappeared in side her pants and she started playing with herself. Looking at me she asked, would that turn you on, him wanking over me? Fucking right it would! I replied. The mood I'm in, I want to invite him in our room and watch him fuck the arse off you! Dirty bastard she said laughing. What you need is a nice hard climax I told her. She was going for it now, her fingers worked her clit just how she likes it. I knelt between her legs and started to finger her. Play with my nipples she said. With one hand I carried on fingering her, with my other hand I flicked her nipples hard. This really sends her over the edge. Her short sharp breaths told me she was about to come. I repositioned myself between her legs and held her pussy wide open with my thumbs. She loves the feeling of her pussy being stretched as she reaches her climax. Then she came really hard, her body was going into a spasm as she climaxed, then she went limp. That was good she said. What did you think about I asked? What do you think she said laughing, come on fuck me. I didn't need asking twice and quickly got between her legs. She guided my cock into her wet pussy and I started pumping her. Slowly at first, then I picked up the pace and started pounding her so hard the bed was banging against the wall. Don't Jane said! He will hear us. That's what I want I said and carried on fucking my wife hard. It was turning her on as well because as I was fucking her she said, do you want to come in my mouth? When we first met, coming in her mouth was normal, but as the years passed she would always give me oral, but never swallowed. Now here she was, so turned on she was going to let me come in her mouth. Do you mean it I asked? Yes, let me know when your ready. Well, with the thought of that I was ready now! I few more hard thrusts then I stood up quick by the edge of the bed. Jane sat up quickly, and without hesitation, started to suck my cock. I gave my cock a few strokes before I shot my load. What a thrill that was, looking down at her as I come. She was holding eye contact with me as she swallowed my spunk. After I'd come, she lay back and said, did you enjoy that? I loved it I replied, was that because of this evening? Might have been she said looking coyly. Come on, let's get to sleep we have a busy day tomorrow. As I drifted off to sleep, it occurred to me, my wife had been so excited tonight thinking that the guy in the next room might be wanking over her, she let me come in her mouth without a drop of cider passing her lips. If I'd known what excitement tomorrow was going to bring, I wouldn't have got a wink of sleep that night.