Dana and I had been seeing each other for a few months. We were both stuck in unfulfilling marriages but neither one was going to leave their spouse. We would meet each other whenever we could just to fuck each others brains out. Every once and awhile we would escape for the weekend on "business trips" that had nothing to do with business. This was one of those weekends.
She was a tick taller than me, standing right around 5' 10", with wavy, shoulder length, light brown hair, beautiful green eyes, and a smile that would light up a room. One of the nicest people you'll ever meet. Even though she was in her late 30s she still has a totally rockin' bod! 38DD's that, as Bob Seger would say, stood up firm and high, a tight little waist, and legs that stretched to the sky. Me? I stand about 5' 9", back then I weighed about 200 lbs and was in really good shape. Dark brown hair starting to show some gray in the temples, hazel eyes, a bright smile surrounded by a goatee, and a hearty laugh that was quick to come.
I booked a weekend at a hotel about an hour from home, as well as tickets to see a big name comedian appearing at the concert hall at the same hotel. I booked a suite that had a balcony with a view of the mountains.
After the show we went to the bar, had a couple drinks, then headed back to our room, where we had good old fashioned fuck-me-good sex. When we were done, I threw on a robe and went out to the balcony while she went to the bathroom to straighten herself up.
The balconies were interesting. Nice and large with a spectacular view. A couple of lounge chairs, a nice table with a set of chairs, and wrought iron fencing separating our balcony from the neighboring room's balcony, and so on down the length of the hotel. The fencing was only about mid-thigh high. I'm not sure what it's purpose was other than to create distinct boundaries. It certainly wasn't going prohibit me from going onto the neighbor's balcony, and vise versa. I laid back on one of the lounge chairs and closed my eyes. Ahhhhhh, nice and relaxing.
A little bit later Dana came strolling out to the balcony wearing a matching robe. God, she was stunning. That robe looked way better on her than it did on me. She sat down at the end of my lounge chair.
"Whatcha doin'?" she asked.
"Nothin', babe, just maxin' and relaxin', livin' the dream."
"Oh yeah? Why don't you come back into the room? I'll give you some maxin' that will really make you think you're livin' the dream," she said with a mischievous smile, running the tip of her finger down my inner thigh.
"Oh really now? What did you have in mind?"
"Why don't you come inside and I'll show you?" Her hand had found it's way to my cock.
"So what can you give me in there that you can't give me out here that I might really want?" Now I had the mischievous grin.
"What?! Out here? But there are people down there." She nodded her head in the direction of a balcony a few rooms down that had three middle aged guys enjoying a beer together, probably a guys weekend away from the wives. And they couldn't help but glance this way every so often.
"And? Like nobody's seen you suck dick before? Hell, there's a video of it out there with over 10,000 views."
"But they're right there!" That hadn't stopped her from stroking my cock.
"So what? Give 'em a story to tell the boys back home." I paused. I could tell she was thinking about what her next move should be. "Come on, be honest. You love it when you know people might be watching. I'll bet you're getting wet right now just thinking about."
She looked at me, looked in their direction, and looked back at me. "Are you sure?"
I peeled back my robe at the waist revealing a raging hard on with her hand still wrapped around it, gently stroking it. "What do you think?" I asked with a crooked smile.
That brought a crooked smile to her face and put a twinkle in her eye. I spread my legs apart and placed both feet on the balcony floor. She did the same and was now facing me full on. She leaned forward, untied my robe opening it all the way, grabbed the shaft of my cock, and dove in head first.
She took the whole thing in with the first gulp, the tip of my cock hitting the back of her throat. This made me close my eyes and throw my head back. It kind of took my breath away for a second. She held it there for a second, then went to work, her head bobbing up and down, slowly, at a deliberate pace.
This hadn't been going on very long when I glanced over and the guys who were on the balcony down the way had stopped everything and were watching us. One even had his camera out recording the activities. I simply looked at them and gave them the thumbs up. I got smiles and three thumbs up back. Then I placed my hands on the back of her bobbing head and mouthed to them "Oh my god."
Not too long after this Dana's head stopped bobbing up and down and pulled my cock from her mouth. She looked up at me with a sly grin. "Are they watching?"
"Oh yeah. You've got a fan club."
She kept her eyes on me. "Ooooooo, really?" My, how her attitude has changed. First she was worried about them watching, now she acts excited about it.
She continued to stroke my cock. "Do you really want to give them a story to tell the boys back home?"
"I think we're doing that right now." We chuckled at that. "Why, what do you have in mind?"
"Answer my question. Do you really want to give them a story to tell their buddies?"
"Sure, what the hell. I'm game."
She gave me a devilish grin. "Watch this."
She sat up and lifted her leg over the chair so she was facing her fan club face to face. One of the guys got rattled and looked way, trying to look like he was totally uninterested and doing something else. The other two didn't flinch.
She ever so slowly opened the top of her robe, down to where it was tied, fully exposing her 38 specials. The guy who fained interest now looked very interested. All three jaws dropped. She proceeded to run circles around her nipples with the tips of her fingers, stopping to pinch and tug on her now erect nipples. Then her left hand reached over to fondle her right breast, while her right hand slid south, untying the robe and pulling it away, exposing her wet pussy. Her hand ran down, past her little runway strip of public hair, and rubbed her pussy. She was enjoying every minute of this.
She ran her hands up her stomach to her breasts, massaging them, pinching her nipples again. She placed a hand under each breast, cupping them in her hands. She tilted her head forward and let a stream of saliva fall from her lips that fell in the cleavage. She looked back up at them, rubbing the saliva between her tits.
Then, once she thought they had seen enough, she turned her attention to me.
"Well?" she asked with a smirk, grabbing my cock and stroking it.