When you have been married as long as I have, it can be hard to keep things interesting in the bedroom. Don't get me wrong, my husband is an excellent lover. He always has been. He knows my body well and is happy to oblige any request to make sure that I cum. But there's something so erotic about a stranger. Foreign hands, foreign lips, different techniques. The idea of this has always excited me. I often touched myself to the thought of a big strong stranger ravaging me in front of my husband. I love to be watched and love giving others pleasure. When I fantasize about having raunchy passionate sex in front of my husband, while he furiously rubs his dick... I get so turned on I can barely stand it. My husband and I had talked about integrating other people into our repertoire but he had never had had the guts to do it. He was always afraid that I would resent him for asking because he wanted to watch me with another man, and I would never pursue anything for fear he would think that I don't love him or that I liked the stranger more than him in bed. So for years we simply talked about it, keeping our fantasies in that daydream realm that couldn't cause any legitimate harm.
This was the case until Christmas time of last year. We went about our regular routines together, quality time with the family, traveling to visit with relatives and shopping for all of their gifts together. We had our regular date nights, drinks at the local social bar and concerts in the city. All was very hum drum until one Friday afternoon. I received a text from my husband stating that he got some tickets to a play out of town. He said that he had booked a hotel room and that I should get cleaned up and pack an overnight bag once I got out of work. This was quite a surprise. I packed a bag as he instructed and even packed a cute little negligee that I bought a while back for a special occasion. I knew he would love it. My husband walked through the door of our condo at 5:15 sharp. With him, he had a bouquet of lovely flowers and a duffle bag that appeared to already be packed for our overnight trip. He told me I looked beautiful and that he needed to grab a few things but he would be ready to go in a minute. He instructed me to leave my bag by the front door and to wait in the car, so I did. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary. I had no idea what he had in store for us.
The play was wonderful but it ended much earlier than I expected. Once we left the theater, we stopped at a small diner off of the highway to grab a bite to eat and headed to our hotel. I waited in the car while he checked us in. After a few moments Paul came out to collect me and our bags. On our way to the room, Paul noticed the ice machine in the hall and mentioned that he would have to get some ice later because he packed a bottle of wine for us to share. Our room was a standard economy suite with a king size bed. It was perfect for our purposes. When we got into the room Paul located an ice bucket on the bureau. He told me to go ahead and change and that he would grab some ice and be right back. I took my overnight bag into the bathroom and began getting changed into my beautiful, new silk negligee and matching thigh length robe. It clinged perfectly to my body and made me feel very sexy. I couldn't wait to show Paul. Once I was dressed, I began freshening my makeup and hair. I heard the door to our room open and Paul calling to me from the other side of the bathroom door.
"Hey honey, I hope you don't mind, but I've invited a friend to visit our room." Paul hollered.
"What?" I questioned.
"A friend from my fantasy football league." "I invited him to stop by for a drink." He explained.
I opened the bathroom door to speak with Paul.
"Whoa! Nice outfit." Paul exclaimed in a rather bold manner.
I folded my arms in front of me, feeling unsure of my situation.
"I thought we were going to have some alone time?"
Paul sauntered over to me and wrapped his arms around my waist.
"Oh we are. I just thought we could hang out with David for a little while first. He happened to be in New Haven tonight for a show at the concert hall. I thought it was a fun coincidence, so I invited him stop in."
"I'm not dressed for company." I replied shyly.
"Babe, you look super sexy. I love being able to show off my gorgeous wife. Just take a seat on the bed and relax. I will get you a glass of wine."
I thought to myself for a moment about what sort of tricks he had up his sleeve. It seemed best to play along so I closed my robe and found a comfortable spot on the bed. Paul turned on the TV and put the back of his hand against the wine bottle that he had he placed in the ice bucket.
"I think it will be a while until this is chilled, let me fix you a drink from the mini bar. What would you like babe? Jack Daniels, Cuervo?
"Cuervo." I requested. "Make it a double."
Paul poured two nips over ice into a plastic hotel cup and handed it to me promptly.
"Drink up!" Paul coaxed.
I quickly sipped the tequila and began channel surfing while Paul got changed out of his work clothes.
"I'm gonna take a shower." said Paul. "Let me know when David gets here."
I continued to sip my drink until it was gone then slid off the bed to grab another. When I reached the mini bar I heard a knock at the door. I put my cup on the dresser and answered the door.
David was much taller than me. He had beautiful blue eyes and glossy dark brown hair. His skin was a warm olive-brown. I was sort of taken back by his appearance. He wasn't what I pictured at all when Paul mentioned that it was someone from his fantasy football league. It turns out that David played live football too, judging from his bulging arms and tight chest. I invited him in with no delay.
"Paul your friend is here!" I called.
I invited David to take a seat in our lounge chair across from the bed. We made pleasant conversation about football and our jobs while I made myself another drink. I offered him a Jack Daniels which he happily accepted. A few moments later Paul stepped out of the bathroom and greeted his friend. I sat back down on the bed and Paul followed suit. We all drank and talked for close to an hour then a slightly awkward stall emerged in our conversation. Paul put his drink on the nightstand and reached for my thigh. He leaned in to kiss me and took the drink from my hand. I opened my mouth just a little bit to let his tongue in. I could feel his warm soft tongue slip past my lips. I pulled my head back quickly, catching myself in the act. It felt strange at first kissing him so intimately with this stranger watching. Paul looked me in the eyes and softly whispered to me.
"It's okay." He said. "Just kiss me."
Paul darted his tongue into my mouth and ran his hand up to my inner thigh. My heart began to pound with anticipation. I opened my eyes briefly and saw David sitting quietly in the lounge chair. He had adjusted his position so his long legs were spread out on the floor and he was rubbing the crotch of his jeans. I felt Paul's hand tickling between my legs. His fingers made their way all the way up where he could feel how wet I was through my panties. Paul looked me in the eyes.
"Hey, David, why don't you come sit over here next to Alise?" Paul guided.
Paul's gaze never left me. David looked in my direction and stood up. He pulled his wallet and keys out of his pocket and set them on the nightstand then he took off his tee shirt and threw it on the floor. My heart started to pound faster and faster. I was so nervous and excited. I realized my fantasy was about to come true. David knelt down on the bed and positioned his face close to mine. He leaned in for a kiss. I looked to Paul for approval and opened my mouth. I began massaging David's tongue with mine. His hands wandered from my hips to my breasts. He began to fondle them over my negligee, circling my nipples with his fingertips, making them erect, almost begging for him to suck on them. He slickly pulled down my negligee top so my full, soft breasts were exposed. I had never felt so naked or so aroused. Paul's lips appeared on my shoulder as I continued to kiss David. Paul pushed his way into my panties to tease my clit with his rough fingertips. I moaned in excitement.
"I want to see you suck his cock" Paul said firmly.
