A Weekend Away - Saturday
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After the drinks and the unexpected excitement, we woke up a little tired. Despite the late-night, ever the early riser Lana still managed to bounce out of bed. I on the other hand was slower to wake. Lana took great pleasure in bullying me to consciousness. Once roused we took stock, I was surprised to find that I felt fine about what had happened. Perhaps I was still a little drunk but Lana was concerned that after the heat of the moment we would have put ourselves into a position neither of us was really ready for.
"Are you sure you are ok?" She pressed, looking into my eyes I could see that she was worried that my relaxed demeanour was perhaps a little artificial. I paused and considered my response before replying.
"Honestly? Yes, I think so. It was incredible, I am not sure I have ever been so turned on. What happened in the lift was crazy and so unexpected but we have fantasised about similar things in the past. How do you feel?"
"Worried that we made a mistake..." she paused and after recognising my concern continued, "It was so exciting, I am glad it ended the way it did though."
My brain did a fast rewind to the earth-shattering orgasm that tore through Lana during the call to Emma and T. Fuck, my cock started to twitch. Lana could read me like a book and killed any notion of morning action with a "Don't even think about it" before getting ready for breakfast.
Fed and watered we wandered back to the room. It was looking like a nice, albeit cold day, stark contrast to the rain we had the day before.
"What do you fancy doing today?" I asked. Lana smiled and said that she was quite busy until early afternoon but she could meet me for lunch.
"I am honoured! What do you mean busy?" I was laughing but I knew Lana and could guess what she was talking about. "How many treatments are you having, or is it a massage you have yourself booked in for?"
"Manicure, pedicure followed by a massage." she was laughing as my face of mock incredulity stared at her from the bed. "Poor husband, I am sure they could sort out your feet if you wanted them to" she teased.
"Oh no, you enjoy yourself, I will be fine on my own!" I was only messing with her. Truth be told I was fine, what's the point in getting away if you can't take advantage of the opportunities. Speaking of which, the unexpected encounter of the previous night had stopped my own 'dirty weekend' scheme in its tracks. Relax and recuperation is exactly what the break was all about.
As she left the room I decided to get some air, wrapping up warm I headed out for a walk around the grounds and perhaps out towards a local landmark. I was half tempted to go and knock on the door to T and Emma's room, recovering my wife's panties was definitely on the to-do list. I was about to swing past their room when I reconsidered the recovery. Opportunities should not be ignored, so I set off on my walk which allowed me to consider how we could use this situation to further our own adventures.
The walk was very bracing and I returned to the hotel around two hours later. As I was walking across the grounds I could see at a distance two people which looked like T and Emma moving across the car park, T was carrying what looked like a laptop bag and from his demeanour wasn't too happy. They jumped into a very nice Mercedes and drove off. My brain was part relieved and part disappointed, a small part was annoyed that Lana's lingerie set was not complete.
I was in the room when Lana returned. She was on cloud nine and very happy with her treatments.
"You fancy staying here for lunch or try and find a pub or something?" I was pretty hungry and keen to eat, the complimentary snacks had disappeared on my return to the room.
"Here! Definitely here, in fact, I am not sure I want to leave the room right now, let's order room service."
Over the food, I described what I saw in the car park. I was curious to see her reaction, wondering if she would be torn on the news. We speculated that perhaps they had fallen out but I was convinced that there was only a small laptop bag between the two of them. In the end, we had no clue so we decided to drop the subject, after a few moments Lana declared "I will be annoyed if I don't get my pants back!" That tickled us both, we jumped on the bed and flicked on the TV, both of us were asleep within 10 minutes. A mid-afternoon snooze, on a weekend how decadent!
Re-energised by the nap we went back to the pool and repeated our previous routine, Saturday afternoon was busier than Friday but there was no mysterious stranger. I may have imagined it but I am sure I saw Lana have a few furtive glances from the Jacuzzi when a new person entered the facility. Post-workout we headed back to the room to get ready for dinner we decided to head to a local gastropub. I got ready first and Lana followed. Whilst she was in the shower I decided that I would risk a trip to room 315.
To say I was not nervous would be to lie. I plowed on regardless of nerves and knocked on the door. Nothing.
I knocked again but there was no sound at all from inside. I turned on my heel and walked back to our room. As I stepped onto our floor there was a woman who looked like Emma, at least from behind walking towards our room.
"Looking for room 233?" I asked.
She paused and turned, looking a little perplexed then smiled. "Um yes actually" with an amused smile and a hint of embarrassment "I was looking to return something".
Up close she was good-looking, 5 7 her blond hair in a pony tail. She was wearing a pair of tight black trousers a white shirt with a black jumper. I have just knocked on your door on the off chance you were both in. I am just back from amusing myself in town. T was called to some urgent meeting he will be back later but seems something expensive has happened. So now I am going to have a soak and wait for an update.
We were just off for some food, feels bad if you are now stranded. We will be back later if you wanted a drink in the bar. Just then her phone started to ring and she smiled, excused herself, answered the phone, and walked a few steps down the corridor.
"Maybe see you in the bar later then?"
"Maybe" she smiled.
I strolled towards the door and it opened just as I was about to present the card. Lana stood there dressed in my favourite leather skirt, and a black silk shirt. Her dark hair still a little damp. I wondered where you had got to.
"Oh I thought I would try to get your pants back, but there was no one in the room. Then I was talking to" I turned to indicate Emma but the corridor was empty.
"Who?" Lana enquired.
"Ummmm, some guy seems he was lost" I bullshitted.
I was happy with my plans for this evening and needed nobody else to make it fun. Dinner was good and we drove back to the hotel.
"Quick drink in the bar or up to the room?" I enquired.
"I think the bar. It was quite entertaining last night." She was teasing me I could see but she was right. We walked to the bar and got ourselves a drink and sat in the same seats as the night before. Once settled I broached the subject again. "You are right, last night was fun, I can't remember ever being so turned on. You certainly seemed to enjoy being such a bad wife." The words once spoken could not be taken back and I knew that these words in particular if received well only took us to one place.
"I was bad wasn't I?" a seductive smile.
"You were almost very naughty indeed" a pun, a bad one but I was loving this.
"I guess we will never know how bad I could have been honey."
I adjusted myself as I was starting to get aroused.
"Are you ok? Poor husband you seem to be uncomfortable" fake innocence dripped from her tone.
"Nothing we can't sort out in the room, drink up." As we arrived at the fateful lifts I said "Isn't this where you are supposed to take your panties off?"
"I would if I had any on my sweet." We kissed as the doors slid shut and did not stop kissing until the doors opened. In our room she said "give me a minute to slip into something more comfortable" she laughed but in a second she was gone. I waited a full minute and it was torture, opening the door I slipped in. Lana was in the bathroom. I quickly rooted through my bag and got the under-mattress straps I had brought from home. I was hoping to use them the night before but we know what happened there. Literally, 30 seconds later they were safely concealed under the mattress the cuffs hidden by the duvet. I stood by the windows over the courtyard and waited for Lana to emerge from the bathroom.
Emerge she did. She was wearing a black bustier-style bra and panty set that accentuated her figure, pushing her chest out of the top. I had not seen these items before.
"You like?" she inquired as she did a little twirl.
I was stunned, seemingly glued to my place by the window. "You are magnificent Lana, I see you have been shopping, fantastic outfit...I approve!"
"Oops just one thing missing honey." As she said this she walked to the bathroom and pulled out a pair of black leather over the knee stiletto boots. I had not seen this pair in a long time, they were definitely bedroom only. "Help me if you would!"
"Sit there!" indicating the centre of the bed. Taking the boots from her she proffered one leg and then the other as I helped her into them before she did the zip up on the inside seam. She stood and did a twirl again. I grabbed my phone and said I have to get a picture. She posed for the camera and then said.
"So wife I think it's about time we discussed your bad behaviour yesterday."
She was standing at the end of the bed as I walked slowly towards her.
"I am sure I don't know what you mean."
Standing face to face I had a hand on her hip and the other reached up behind her head to stroke the back of her head.
"Oh, I think you do, your slutty behaviour with a stranger."
With the word slutty a small groan escaped her lips, I held her ponytail and pulled slightly on it. Tilting her head back, I kissed her open mouth.
"I am wondering how far you would have gone. Very careless losing your clothing."
I was pushing her slowly back, lowering her towards the bed.
"He asked for them so I gave him what he asked for." she responded.
"You do what you are told is that what you are telling me?
