"She's here," said Tim peering through the spy hole.
He looked anxiously around at Sue. "You don't have to do this, you know. We could forget the whole thing if you're not happy."
"No," replied his wife. "She's already paid for and I want to do this. It's now or never. We're not getting any younger and how often do we get a night away from the kids?"
Tim was concerned about his dear wife's nervousness but his penis was throbbing at the thought of a threesome and he desperately wanted to go through with it.
Sue breathed in deeply. "Let her in," she insisted.
Tim's erection hardened. This was going to happen; he was actually going to fuck another woman with his wife's permission. He hadn't believed his ears when Sue had suggested a threesome and he still couldn't get over the fact that she'd gone ahead and arranged it. But here he was, in a plush hotel room with a Call Girl knocking on his door. His pulse raced and he felt light-headed but he wanted this, more than anything. He swung the door open.
"Hi I'm Chloe," said the quiet spoken, immaculately well-dressed woman who was standing outside their hotel room.
Tim mouth gaped and his hard cock strained against the confines of his pants.
"I have got the right room haven't I?" Chloe enquired glancing between Tim and his terrified looking wife.
"Yes, sorry. Where are my manners?" stammered Tim. "Do come in."
Sue remained silent, her expression one of uncertainty. She necked the glass of wine she was holding and poured herself another.
"First time?" smiled Chloe. "Don't be shy, I'll look after you."
Tim's eyes wandered over Chloe, taking in the expensive dress that showed off her fantastic curves and her phenomenally high heeled red shoes. God he hoped she kept those on when he fucked her!
"Drink?" he asked politely, offering Chloe the choice of something from the mini bar.
"No, thank you," Chloe smiled. "Not alcohol anyway. Water would be good. I've been filling up my bladder but I'm not quite there yet. Is it both of you or just yourself who wants the golden shower?"
"Me, it's me," blurted out Sue coming alive. "I want it. I want you to pee on me, all over me. I want to be drenched."
She thrust a bottle of water at Chloe and watched longingly as Chloe chugged it down.
"More," said Chloe holding out the empty bottle. "I can hold a little more."
Sue's eyes widened as the anticipation of what she was about to do made her cunt swell and her heart pound in her chest. She felt her juices flowing making her crotch damp.
"I'm fit to burst," said Chloe as she finished off the second bottle of water. "Shall we?"
"Show me your breasts first," said Sue, shocked at her own forwardness.
Tim gasped. He'd never heard his wife speak like that and had no idea she liked women in that way but he was dying to see those trussed up titties as well. He wanted to hold them and fondle them or better still, watch his wife do it.
Chloe slowly unbuttoned her dress and slipped it off, revealing the black lacy underwear beneath. Her dark skin was flawless and her ample breasts sat cradled in her skimpy bra, her prominent nipples showing through.
"Do you want to touch them?" Chloe asked Sue.
"No. I want to suck them," she replied.
"Oh yes, do it! Fucking do it!" groaned Tim, highly aroused.