The Watching

Had arrived at the bar relatively early that night in an effort to catch happy hour. Cheap drinks and a recently received paycheck makes for a good beginning to a memorable evening. As I ordered my third red bull and vodka, I noticed out of the corner of my eye a blonde make her way to the bar. She was probably in her early 40's, blonde hair in a pixie cut, a low cut shirt, and some tight fitting leggings. She got the bartender's attention and ordered her drink, while making small talk with the young gentleman beside her until his girlfriend walked in and they made their way to a table. It was at this point she became fixated on me as she scooted down a chair.

As we made small talk, she had asked why I was in town and all the usual starter questions that open up to more detailed lines of questioning. The more I drank, the more forthcoming I was about my backstory which at this point I had memorized like the back of my hand. I was a network engineer in town to close a major business deal with an unheard of insurance company for a full scale network. She stated the she lived in town, but she had a love for the hotel bar because of the bartender.

As the night went on, the conversation flowed as easily as the drinks did. With every joke I told, she would laugh and rub her hand up and down my leg, as if to steady herself. She was eating out of the palm of my hand, which could only mean that I was being played, but I couldn't figure out how.

I decided to ask for my tab in an effort to push the evening forward and at that point, she leaned over and asked if I wanted any company. I couldn't help but glance down and notice her taut nipples were erect and barely brushing against the fabric of her shirt. I nodded accordingly, I picked up both tabs, and we headed to the hotel lobby.

As the elevator door shut, I shoved her against the wall and bit her bottom lip. She responded in kind, shoving her warm tongue into my mouth. I slid my hands down from her face to her ass and grabbed a handful. Just as I was going to slide her leggings down, the elevator door opened. We readjusted and made our way to the room.

The door clicks. Hands and mouths go everywhere. I shove her up against the wall again and slide my hands down her sides and remove her shirt. She moans as I begin to pinch and pull her nipples, while sucking her tongue into my mouth. I slide my right hand down underneath her leggings and find her recently shaven warmth. She moans in my ear, her breathing labored, as I ease my fingers in between her lips and spread her open. My fingers slide inside her with ease. I barely notice how soaking wet she is as she shoves her tongue back into my mouth in a poor effort to stifle her moans. I gently trace the tip of my finger against her clit, as she keeps grinding her body into my hand. I spin her around and her body slams against the wall. I start to remove her leggings when there's a knock on the door.

She freezes. Before I can tell the person on the other side to go away, she abruptly puts her hand against my mouth. She leans into me and whispers into my ear that she will be right back. She opens the door and steps out. The loud clanging of the door hitting the swing lock breaks the silence like a glass pane shattering. My mind is racing. Is that her husband? A boyfriend? I didn't remember anyone else when we got off the elevator, but I was obviously preoccupied. Before I could get my wits together, the door opens and she steps back inside. She explains that she wasn't completely honest with me and that she was married. Her husband had been in the bar the whole time we were interacting and that this was their thing.

I asked if he wanted to watch and she said yes. Just to reiterate, I asked again in clear English, your husband wants to watch me fuck his wife? Again, she said yes.

There's a knock on the door again, which she opens, and in walks the most awkward looking man I've ever laid eyes on. You could tell at one point this guy might have been a catch, but those days have been gone for quite some time. He tells us to go ahead, as he makes his way to the chair on the side of the room and sits down. I have never been in this situation in my fucking life. There's a thousand thoughts racing through my head at a singular moment and I'm just completely frozen. Her hand rubs against my face as I come barrelling back towards reality. "You need to fucking focus. You have an absolutely beautiful woman in front of you that is begging you to fuck her. How could you possibly want anything more?", she asked.

Before I could even utter a response, her tongue was shoved in my mouth. She quickly unbuttoned my pants and took me into her hands. Before I knew it, she was down on her knees with her tongue making long strides against the bottom of my cock. I could feel it twitch with every pass and suddenly the guy in the chair didn't exist. Nothing existed except for her mouth. In a blinding flash, I shoved every inch of me into her mouth. She starts to gag a little from the sudden jolt, but quickly takes every inch down the back of her throat.

She moans as she attacks my cock. Licking and sucking me forcefully making sure that every inch of me is stuffed completely inside her mouth. I glance towards the chair for a brief second to see her husband has shifted positions and is now with his elbows on his knees...gleefully watching his wife as she devours my entire cock. The room is filled with a popping noise and the rush of cold air hits me as she stands up and leads me towards the bed. I go ahead and lie down as she straddles me facing away and continues to service me. I can tell she wants to taste me, but not before I get my chance to do the same. I rip a hole in the crotch of her leggings. My eyes are met with a beautiful shaved bald pussy. I place my face close to her to allow her to feel my warm breath against her skin. I can feel her moan as I slide my tongue down the length of her lips, making sure to take my time. I spread her lips open with my tongue and dive in. She releases my cock from her mouth and moans loudly as I very quickly dart my tongue against her clit. Over and over again, my tongue pummels her, licking her juices as quickly as she can release them onto my face.

She grinds her hips into my face as I fight to breathe. I continue the assault on her clit, flicking and licking my tongue against it over and over again. Her focus is entirely on what I'm doing, as is her husband's as her back begins to arch. My tongue stiffens and I shove it inside her tight little hole as she comes all over me. As she tries to catch her breath, she lifts up her hips and starts to rub the head of my cock against her soaking wet snatch. I start to moan as I feel her place the tip against her tight opening and start to slide down. She gets about half way down before a labored "ooh" passes through her lips. "You wanted it, so fucking take every inch of it!", her husband demands from across the room.

I'm not sure what it was about him saying that to her, but I suddenly became hellbent to make sure she took every inch of me as deep as she could and as hard as she could. I place my hands upon her hips and shove her body down the rest of the way. "Oh my fucking God!", she exclaims as I can feel her tight hole stretch open. She can hardly catch her breath as I keep moving her body down every inch of me over and over again. She puts her hands on my knees and adjusts herself while taking inch by punishing inch. I take my hand and smack her across the ass which echos across the room. She screams, but continues pounding her body against mine, making sure that absolutely every inch is warm and wet.

I quickly raise her off of me and get on my knees behind her. I start to rub the head of my cock against her soaking wet lips as I start to shift to a kneeling position. I place my leg in front of hers and bury my weight into my ankle. She starts to beg me for it. She tells me how she wants every inch. How I feel so much more amazing than her husband. How I've got the biggest cock she's ever had. Suddenly I shove every inch of my cock all the way inside her. I can feel her tearing a little, as I shift my weight back and forth. It feels like every inch of my dick is about to break off inside her. I start slamming into her over and over again. Her husband reaches forward and grabs her face and tries to kiss her. I'm shoving every inch of me into her so hard that all I can hear is my balls slapping against her shaved mound and her face bones slamming into his violently. She spit his tongue out of her mouth and yells that she's about the cum.

I grab the top of her head with my left hand and pull her back as hard as I can, while sliding my right hand around her hip and underneath her. Her body is writhing in a fury of pleasure and pain as my fingers slide against her clit faster and faster. Her hips are slamming into mine at this point. Every inch of me soaked as her muscles start expanding and contracting all over my cock. Abruptly, this triggers something deep within me, as I start to shoot load after load of hot cum deep inside her. She falls forward in a slump as my cock slides out of her. The last shot hits her right in between her lips.

We take a second to gather ourselves together. I light a cigarette, and glance towards the husband who at some point decided to take care of himself. From the look on his face, you would've thought he won the lottery, but instead just got to watch a college kid fuck the life out of his wife. After some small talk and chit chat, they both leave. It wouldn't hurt me to say that was the last time I saw her but that wasn't the case. We met several times over the next couple of months, sometimes with but mostly without her husband in tow.