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It was Thursday night; Jessica had been home from work for a bit but was still in her suit as she and Steve talked outside. "So you're sure this would turn you on and not upset you? Jessica asked, still finding it hard to believe after all the times they had talked about it.

Steve smiled mischievously, "I am a voyeur by nature, or at least that is what I have always been. I'm old but not dead. I can still cum, I like to watch, and you are the only thing that turns me on, so this makes perfect sense. We try it once; if you hate it after, or you get there, and you don't want to go through with it, we walk away."

Jessica thought about it and realized that he was desperate for something. She'd fooled around before and never had a bad time. She loved her husband and knew how much he was sacrificing for her. Okay, she'd give it a shot. "Okay, one time. But If I say no, then no!"

He agreed eagerly, and she knew he was good to his word these days.

Saturday night, Jessica stepped out of the shower at their hotel in Tampa. Steve stood at the bedroom door, staring at her, practically licking his lips like a hungry hyena. He was across the bathroom in seconds, and as he slid to his knees, he pressed her naked body against the wall. His tongue went straight for her button, with one hand hurriedly grabbing her breasts and the fingers of the other penetrating front and back without warning. Her date was in less than an hour, and knowing Jessica would not like being late, he had to satisfy his urge to get her off quickly. While his tongue lapped at her like a thirsty dog, he roughly kneed her tits and pounded away at her holes until she rapidly collapsed against the wall in a shattering climax. He left her to finish getting ready, still panting from the waves rippling through her body.

An hour later, she was dressed and ready. She looked beautiful in one of her favorite dresses, heels, and jewelry. She looked in the mirror and was pleased with how she fit her clothes. If she didn't think about it, she looked dressed to attend a fancy company dinner, not what she was really there to do. Steve looked her over with an equal compliment of affection and unbridled lust. Hand in hand, they left the room and boarded the elevator that would take them to the top-floor bar, as was the plan.

It was a beautiful night for a rooftop bar. The small crowd of upscale people were in a good mood and drinking joyously. As soon as they walked off the elevator, she saw him. She was immediately surprised and excited. Even though they had been chatting online for a few weeks, he was much more attractive in person. Bill was in his early 50's dark hair with grey around his temples. He wore a blue blazer, which made his yellow tie stand out that much more. With a glance, she noticed that his shoes were soft Italian leather, his cufflinks were real gold, and his watch, a Montblanc, she just happened to recognize from a magazine. He greeted them both and kissed Jessica on the cheek with a gentle hug. She noticed he deftly pulled her chair out as she sat down.

"I hope you don't mind, but I took the liberty of ordering us a bottle of wine, a surprisingly nice vintage for a bar in Tampa Beach." His voice was soft and strong, with just the slightest hint of a British accent. It sends a shiver through Jessica's spine. Knowing what she was there for, she had not anticipated the bonus of his being so handsome and refined.

Steve rose from the table to bid them goodbye, "Well, I am sure you two have much to talk about and don't need a third wheel. It may be tough for a minute, but please don't give me two thoughts for the rest of the night. Just enjoy yourselves." Jessica was surprised when he so quickly wheeled and walked away, but he had said he was only staying long enough to ensure her safety.

She and Bill settled into quick and comfortable conversation and wine. Anyone passing by would assume they were a couple on vacation together enjoying a romantic evening out. A half-hour into the conversation, Bill leaned close to her ear, "You are more beautiful than I could have imagined," and he kissed her ear. Ten minutes after that, they sat side by side, unabashedly making out despite the prying eyes of the other guests. Their passion was palpable, and the others couldn't help but take notice. Finally, they broke their embrace as Bill looked into her eyes. "Shall we?"

She smiled lustfully back at him, "Yes."

As they walked past the other patrons towards the elevator, they heard one guy say to another, "Well, someone's definitely getting laid tonight." Bill looked back at them without skipping a beat, "Oh yes, I am." He pulled Jessica close to him and then got on the elevator. Later, when she told Steve what she had done, she still didn't know why she had done it. Before the elevator door closed, she loudly unzipped his pants and dropped to her knees for all to see.

Coming into the room, they found it candle-lit around the bed, but the rest of the room was dark. For just a second, she looked towards where Steve was sitting in the corner of the room, a black shadow, but then she remembered his request to act as if he wasn't there. Bill was on her immediately, and his tongue urgently found her mouth. He kissed her passionately, their lips perfectly aligning and his tongue dancing with hers. He held her tightly to his body, and she could smell just the hint of his wonderful cologne.

Soon, their passion turned into a frenzy of flying clothes; she tore his tie from his neck and unbuttoned his shirt, kissing straight down his chest. As she saw him entirely without a shirt, she couldn't help but think how much he looked like a thicker, more muscled Pierce Brosnan. She removed her bra as he raised her dress over her head. She was sure she heard him sigh as he gazed upon her body.

Pulling her to him, they resumed their passionate kissing while his hands freely roamed across her body. She felt a finger between her legs as he gently teased her clit. Sliding down, he moved between her breasts, licking and sucking while his digit worked more feverously, driving her wild. Unable to control herself, she dropped suddenly to her knees and quickly unfastened his belt, then ripped his slacks from his body. Her mouth was immediately on his cock with what he would recount later as the most incredible blowjob of his life. She was desperate for his hard cock, and he impaled her mouth on it again and again. Gazing in the corner, she saw Steve happily removing his pants and enjoying the show. That was the next to last time she would think of him that night.

Not wanting to lose his load too early in the game, Bill pulled Jessica from the floor and threw her onto the bed. He dove between her legs and instantly plunged his tongue inside her. His fingers followed, and from earlier conversations, he knew she was very open to anal, so his hands shot quickly inside her in front and behind. Jessica, soaking wet, knew there was no way she would control this for long. She could smell his cologne in her nose, hold his hair in her hand, and feel every stroke of his tongue and savage violation of her holes. She felt the wave starting to hit. Her instincts told her to hold back so as not to make a mess, but his senses were just as strong, and he turned everything up to a mind-blowing level as she came, and she could feel her juices pour out and soak the sheets.

When she regained her senses, she was embarrassed by what he might think of such a display, but she didn't have to wait long for an answer. He practically launched himself in the air to come down inside of her. His cock was huge and beautiful, filling her completely. Her hands road his ass as he arched his back way up into the air before crashing back inside her. There was no hesitation or pause. For twenty minutes or more, he drove into her repeatedly. Her body shook with repeated orgasms as his assault continued. His tongue and lips moved from her mouth to her neck to her ears and back again. Pressing close against her, he reached underneath and fingered her ass as his dick moved firmly inside her. His pace grew more urgent, his breathing labored, as his cock grew even larger inside her. He arched his back up, looking down into her eyes; he grunted like a monster as she shot his load inside her walls.

They lay in a passionate heap for a few more minutes before he rose from the bed to retrieve the extra bottle of wine he had brought to the room. They drank, kissed, petted, and giggled quietly. Finally, after a time, he looked at her earnestly. "I've been dreaming about this; I must have that ass." Jessica smiled, rolled onto her stomach, and pulled her cheeks apart. He didn't need to be asked twice. His cock was hard instantly as he popped up between her legs and rubbed the tip of his dick up and down her ass, squirting lubrication liberally. She looked back at him, "Fuck me, fuck my ass." He was surprised he didn't cum right that second, as that was the hottest thing he had ever heard, but he survived. His cock found its mark and pushed deeply into her soaking wet ass. For several minutes he slowly slid his cock as deep inside her as he could, then slowly slid it all the way out. She desperately wanted him to pound her but allowed her lover to use her body as he pleased. Kissing the back of her neck while he lay on her and pushed slowly in and out, she could feel his breath increasing and could tell he was once again cumming inside of her.

Exhausted, he lay down next to her. They cuddled together again, kissing and touching. They barely noticed when Steve silently slipped from the room.

The next day, Steve was waiting for her at breakfast. After a bit of morning play, Bill had left a short time before, and Jessica showered and came down to join her husband. As she kissed him deeply before sitting down, she couldn't help but notice the two guys from the bar the night before sharing confused glances, watching her kiss this other guy. Jessica smiled at them, then sat.

"So, what did you think?" she asked Steve.

"I loved it! It was 100 times better than I ever thought it would be. Truth be told, I was hard all night and came three times, twice in the room watching you."

He looked at her with doubt in his eyes. "Did you enjoy it?"

She considered sugarcoating it to spare his feelings, but knowing that he wanted the truth, she looked him in the eyes, "Yes, it was wonderful."

Steve looked at her nervously, "Do you think you might like to do this again?"

Knowing her husband and knowing an affirmative response would set him in motion to set up the next time, she unhesitatingly grinned, "Yes."

Over the following months, what started as a one-time experiment had become an ongoing bit of fun between them. She discovered that the more she did this, the more Steve's vitality increased, and their private playtime on their own continued to grow. Meanwhile, as she moved into her late 40s, it didn't hurt her ego to have all of these men lusting after her.

She would often catch Steve shopping online, but as it was for men, she didn't really mind. It was fun to unleash his creative mind without worry. After Bill, there had been a few more of what Steve referred to as the Silver-haired foxes. Then he had her experiment with a few younger guys in their early 40s and 30s, and Jessica surprisingly had a good time with them as well. Tonight, though, was something totally different, and she was probably the most hesitant she had been before a rendezvous.

She sat at the bar in her flowered sundress outside the bar in St. Augustine. She dreaded his reaction when he saw her in person and was sure this would be the night to end the fun. The guy was uncomfortable with the idea of Steve being there, so by agreement, they had set up cameras in the room, and Steve would be nearby to ensure safety. She was nearing the end of her second mule when she saw him from across the bar; he was unmistakable. Nearly everyone stared as he strode across the room, particularly the women. He walked right to her. "Jessica?"

She looked at him sheepishly, sure he would run away. "Yes. Stetson?"

He looked at her, and a giant smile formed across his face. "Fuck, you are so hot!" and he leaned in and kissed her smack on the lips. "Phew, I was worried you'd look older in person than you had online, but you are fine!"

He sat his massive frame down in a chair across from her, swept his long blonde hair behind him, and ordered a Red Bull and vodka. Man, did I need that after my workout just now!"

"Oh, you just worked out?" Jessica asked.

"Oh yeah, I gotta hit the gym twice a day before a competition, but don't worry, I got plenty left in the tank for you!" he said with a knowing wink.

As he talked about his training, Jessica thought back to when Steve first showed her his profile. 25 years old, 6'6", 280lb bodybuilder. He was massive in the pictures and even bigger in person. She had told Steve he was too young and wouldn't be interested, but with a little gentle begging, she agreed to let him contact Stetson. To her surprise, he was immediately interested. When they sent her nudes to him, he remained interested, which she couldn't have imagined. And now here she was, sitting with this massive 25-year-old model, getting ready to go back to a room with him. Part of her thought he was just being kind while secretly plotting his exit, but instead, he looked at her. "So, you ready to get busy?"

He smiled that jumbo smile, pulled her close, and gave her a massive kiss in front of everyone. He was up in seconds, leading her by the hand behind him. Every young girl in the place looked at her with bitter envy and every older woman with admiration.

Stetson didn't hesitate for a second when they got in the room. He somehow managed to rip her clothes off at the same time as his. In a flash, she was on her back in bed, and he was naked on top of her and inside. His fucking was unbelievable, as the tape they were recording later proved. For an hour straight, his torso moved up and down on her like a piston in an engine. He didn't change position or rhythm; he just kept pounding away. Jessica had so many orgasms that they blended together in one giant hour-long climax. Her hands ran all over his body, touching and exploring every different muscle on his body. Finally, after forever, he growled loudly, "Yeah, I'm coming!" as his powerful body thrust inside her one last time.

He rolled off to the side. "Man, you were awesome!"

Jessica shrugged, "Not sure. I feel like I had to do much."

He smiled, "Nah, you are just perfect."

He meant it, and honestly, that felt pretty good.

"Give me a second, and I'll be ready for round two."

"No problem, take your time; we have all the time in the world." She said, continuing to run her hands across every bulge and sinew.

Less than a minute later, he looked at her excitedly, "Anal?"

She smiled, discovering his "give me a second" meant he just needed a second. He pulled her onto all fours and poured a ton of lube in her ass crack, fingering her butt vigorously before replacing it with his hardened cock. An hour later, she was pretty sure her ass would never function again as he pulled his dripping dick from inside her.

He smiled, "Give me a second."

Oh dear lord, she thought, I'm not sure I'm up for this. Eight hours and eight sessions later, the morning light came through the window. Stetson was sitting at the end of the bed, staring at her. "I've never had a woman who could go all night with me like that. I think I love you! Are you sure you're married?"

Jessica smiled and showed him her ring.

He looked at her disheartened, "Man, you've ruined me for any other woman. If you ever change your mind, hit me up! I got to bounce now, or I'm never leaving." He hopped from the bed as she drank in his form one last time before he left.

Steve came in a few moments later, and typically now, they made love, though she wasn't sure she could do it one more time. Fortunately for her, she didn't have to. Steve's dick was red and swollen from the number of times he had JO'd watching her. They spent the rest of the day in bed recovering.

A few months later, Jessica finally had the guts to put her plan in motion. They had been having a blast with their new game, but she knew there was something he was dying for her to do. She came home from a Dermatology event in Arizona. They had dinner, and she drank a glass of wine. Steve noticed she was acting a little odd. "Hey, what's up with you, weirdo?"

She couldn't think of any way to tell him, so she figured she would show him. She brought him into the main room and cast a video onto the screen. "So there were two things I know you've always wanted me to do, and though I didn't intend to, I did them both simultaneously."

Steve watched as the video showed a large, empty hotel room. The door opened, and Jessica hastily walked into the room alone. He could see her setting the camera up in a discreet spot across the room. A moment later, there was a knock at the door. She looked sheepishly at the camera before turning and heading to the door. Steve watched as she opened the door, and a strange man entered the room. He was very handsome, sharply dressed, and in his mid-40s. She greeted him as Dr. Andrews.

"Call me Dale, please."

They sat on the couch together, sharing a cocktail and casual conversation. Then to Steve's and Dale's surprise, Jessica reached over and grabbed his cock through his slack.

"Wow, you are a woman who knows what she wants."

In the video, Jessica unzipped Dale's pants and slid her lips down the length of his shaft.

Sitting beside Steve, she said, "He is a stranger I picked up at the conference."

Instantly, she noticed Steve's erection. They continued to silently watch the video as their clothes disappeared; Steve had Jessica over the ottoman, his well-lubed cock pounding her ass as they watched the video.

Dr. Dale had removed his clothes and guided Jessica over to the bed. He threw the sheets back and laid her down, sliding in on top of her. She moaned as he began gyrating on top of her. She kissed him furiously with her tongue in his mouth as he had his way with her.

Meanwhile, back watching the video, she could feel Steve getting close to cumming. She stopped him. "You're going to want to wait for a few minutes." Curious, Steve slowed down and gently moved in and out of his wife, watching the screen intently.

Dale and Jessica had a nice rhythm in the bed, with their bodies working together for pleasure. Then, there was a knock at the door, and they abruptly stopped.

A voice called out, "Dale, you in there?"

Jessica looked at Dale, surprised. Dale shrugged. "Oh, crap. Remember when you talked to us in the bar and invited me back to your room?"

Jessica nodded.

"Well, after you left, we got to talking and were all a bit confused about who you invited back to the room."

Dale got up from the bed, covering Jessica. "Don't worry about it; I'll get rid of them."

Dale slapped on his pants and shirt as quickly as he could and went to the door. When he opened it, three guys were standing there--obviously, three other doctors from the conference. There was a thick, shorter guy with blonde hair, a tall guy with short brown hair who looked like he may have been in the military at one point, and then an Asian doc, muscular and younger than the rest.

Dale kept the guys out, "Oh hey guys, we just got our wires crossed. She was just inviting me up to the room, and I think we just got confused." The guys were looking right past him.

The military guys nodded, directing Dale's attention behind him.

Dale turned around to discover Jessica had pulled back the covers and was now touching herself in the middle of the bed, looking right at them.

Back at home, she turned around to Steve. I was embarrassed for a second, realizing how I may have botched your dream of me hooking up with a stranger, when I suddenly realized that I would be able to answer two of your dreams simultaneously, strangers and a gangbang.