City Hotel Pt 01

(This story contains wife sharing, hotwife, cuckold, and cheating. If this is not your thing then please don't read and move on. )

Christmas was approaching and Linda and I decided we would book a night away at a hotel in London to do some Christmas shopping, have a few drinks and some fun. We decided to treat ourselves and spend a little extra to book a more expensive upmarket hotel.

We arrived early and left our bags in a secure room at the hotel until it was time to check in.

We headed to soho and toured the shops and had a late lunch. After lunch we visited a few bars and by early evening were both very merry.

As we made our way from bar to bar, we came across one of Soho's sex stores. We went inside and begun looking at the toys and clothing.

Linda played around with the toys on show but seemed particularly interested with a medium sized rechargeable wand.

The wand was very powerful and had various setting, it was also very quiet.

Although it was expensive we decide to purchase the toy.

We continued to look around the store and saw a mannequin dressed in a lingerie set. It was a soft satin black basque with red lace trim and half cut cups. There were matching black fishnet stockings which also had red lace trim around the top.

I told her how nice she would look in the outfit especially if she wore it with my favourite strappy black heels which were back at the hotel. We bought the outfit and Linda promised to model it for me later.

We were both a little tipsy and decided that as it was now evening we would go back to the hotel and check in.

The room was ready and the receptionist gave us the key cards and we headed for the lifts. As we approached I realised that I needed to grab the bags from the secure room. Linda waited at the lift while I went back to reception to collect them.

As I waited for attention, I glanced across and noticed a stranger approaching the lifts where Linda was standing. He was taller than me, about 6' maybe a little more, also a bit older, maybe late 50's, but very handsome, and obviously very fit. His clothes were clearly expensive. He wore dark well fitted trousers, with a crisp white shirt with no tie, which was just tight enough to show he had a strong chest, flat stomach and very big arms. His dark hair was well cut, with just a hint a grey. His eyes were grey/blue and he had a nice natural smile.

I smiled to myself as I imagined that although he was not the usual type Linda would typically describe during our fantasy talk, he was certainly a man, who I'm sure she would find attractive.

As I watched he stood next to her at the lift and waited. He made some small talk about the speed of lifts. Then he glanced down at the bag Linda was holding. The logo of the shop displayed on the bag.

With a friendly but cheeky smile he asked "did you buy anything nice?"

Linda looked confused for a moment then glanced down at the bag, realising he had recognised the shop and she turned very red. But she saw the funny side and they both a had a little giggle.

The lift arrived and he stood aside to let her enter, but Linda pointed in my direction and said she was waiting for me.

He smiled and nodded in my direction and told her he hoped to see us again later and entered the lift.

Once I'd got the bags we headed to the room. Once inside Linda told me how embarrassed she'd been knowing the guy had seen the bag.

She used the bathroom first and when she came out I took a turn. On my return to the room she was already naked on the bed, eyes closed with her new toy pressed tightly against her clit.

I sat next to her and ran my hands over her body as she continued to pleasure herself.

I asked her what she was thinking. As first she didn't answer, but I asked again. "Tell me what your thinking babe."

"I can't." she moaned.

"I want the truth babe, I want to hear you say it," I replied "let yourself go, tell me."

Linda opened her eyes and looked at me. "I'm thinking about the man at the lift. I'm thinking what might have happened if I'd stepped into the lift with him." Closing her eyes again and letting out a loud moan.

I took her breasts in my hands and firmly squeezed her nipples. "tell me exactly how he made you feel. Don't hold back."

"Dean, he was so sexy, so good looking, tall and strong. And he smelt so fucking good I felt I could have cum there and then. He was so confident without any arrogance and he clearly has a good sense of humour. As soon as he begun talking to me I was immediately turned on. I felt weak and even felt kind of submissive to him. I don't know what could have happened if I'd stepped into that lift with him." She moaned again.

My cock was as hard as it's ever been. Her instant attraction to this powerful stranger was like mental viagra to me. The things she said gave me feelings of powerful jealousy, but the arousal it gave me was overwhelming and I needed more. We had talked and fantasised about this kind of scenario so many times using made up make believe men, but now it was a real turn on to be able to focus on someone real.

I quickly undressed. Then reached down and took control of her new wand vibrator, and turn the power down. I wanted to keep her on the edge. She thrust her hips up to try and increase the friction, but I was in control now.

"Please," she begged "I need to cum."

"But wouldn't you rather save it and cum on his cock?" I asked

There was a sharp intake of breath and her hips rose again seeking pressure from the toy.

"NO," I said "not yet, answer the question!"

"Oh babe, yes I'd love to cum on his big hard cock."

"And what makes you think he might have a big cock?" I asked.

She reached out a hand and took hold of my leaking cock, stroked it and replied. "how could he not have? A man like that is bound to have a big cock to match his body. He has big cock confidence. I love your cock babe, but I bet his is a lot bigger."

She was really getting into it now, no longer was she holding back to prevent my hurt, she was getting off on it now, relieved to let her true feelings out. Understanding that this is what I needed and wanted to hear. The fact was that she craved this other man's cock.

We were both on the very edge of orgasm, but I wanted to extend and intensify our experience. I wanted to keep her on this edge for the rest for the evening, fearing that if she came too soon the fantasy barriers that we had breached might return. So with all the strength I could muster, I pulled away and switched off the toy.

Linda tried to grab the toy and we ended up wrestling around the bed laughing and kissing before I managed to drag her away to the shower.

We washed and teased each other, still managing to keep each other on the edge. Then I left her in the bathroom to get ready for the evening. We were planning on spending the evening in the hotel bar, which was a lovely lounge room that served drinks and cocktails.

I dressed in smart casual wear and waited. After some time Linda emerged from the bathroom, her long brown hair straightened and her make up looking great with dark smoky eyes and very red lipstick. She wore her little black polka dot play suit. One of my favourite outfits on her as it really highlighted her gorgeous bottom. She wore it with my favourite black strappy heels that accentuated her toned legs and calves. She looked amazing.

We entered the lounge and headed for the bar. The room was relatively dark light by ambient mood lighting and soft music playing. There were tables and chairs around the middle and more secluded semi circular booths around the perimeter. There were a number of couples, like us, who seems to be enjoying a romantic getaway and a few single people, mainly business people, around the room.

We caught the attention of the barman, who just happened to be another very good looking chap who I knew would appeal to Linda's tastes. This time younger, Mid to late 20s, dark brown hair, brown eyes, slim, medium height and good looking.

We ordered our drinks and I leaned over to Linda, who was wide eyed as she took in the handsome barman and whispered in her ear, 'don't be greedy' and drew back with a wink. I stood back and allowed Linda to receive and pay for the drinks, then we headed to a booth near the back. We sat enjoying the atmosphere and people watched. We were touching and teasing each other, laughing and being silly.

Linda finished her first drink and decided she wanted a cocktail. There was a cocktail list at the bar, but she said she wanted to use the restroom before we ordered. I watched her walk off enjoying, as always, the sight of her cute arse and toned legs.

As I sat finishing the last of my drink, I saw someone walk into the room, it was the man from lifts earlier.

He was alone and again I saw he was dressed well, this time in light coloured slim fit trousers and another shirt, this time light blue in colour. As before the cloths were just tight enough to show his physique without being obvious.

He didn't seem to notice me as he headed to the bar and once there he sat on a bar stool while he waited to be served.

As I watched, Linda emerged from the far end of the bar returning from the restroom. I realised that she would have to walk right past him and wondered if they would interact.

I didn't have to wait long, as he noticed her right away and as she approached him, he stood from the stool and held out his hand to greet her.

Linda immediately turned red as he took her hand and kissed her gently on the cheek. He spoke a few words and gestured to the bar. Linda spoke back and pointed in my direction. He turned gave me a friendly smile and a small wave, and continued talking to Linda. They chatted for a few moments before she headed back towards me.

"Who's your friend" I joked when she arrived.

She gave a coy smile, her face still glowing from her encounter. "Oh just an old friend, I'm sure I've talked about him with you in the past." she replied. Punctuating her words with a comedy flutter of her eye lashes.

"Well does your friend have a name?" I asked.

"His name is Ryan and he has invited us both to have a drink with him. Apparently he has an expense account with the hotel and his company picks up the bill."

"Well how could we refuse a free drink, mines a southern comfort'." I said.

Linda looked shocked and replied "we can't babe...we shouldn't....should we?"

"Why not?" I replied "Let's do something different and let ourselves go and see what happens. Go back and tell him we would be happy accept his generous offer."

She hesitated for a moment, then quickly stood and went back to him.

He was already watching as she headed back to him. He smiled and again reached out and took her hand, clearly delighted that we had accepted his offer. They turned and faced the bar, picking up and studying the cocktail menu. They chit chatted and laughed as they made their choices, Linda pausing for a moment nodding in my direction, I guessed she was telling him my drink of choice.

When the drinks arrived, he picked up the tray and gestured that he would follow her back to the table. He made no effort to hide the fact that he enjoyed the view as he followed.

Once at the table he placed the tray down, I stood and we shook hands. I was pleased it was a firm and friendly shake. We introduced ourselves and I invited him to sit down.

I immediately noticed how comfortable and confident he seemed. This in turn made us both feel comfortable. The conversation flowed easily as we talked about our lives and jobs. He worked for some kind of engineering company and travelled the world pricing up projects. The company was based in Dublin. He was 59, born in England but had moved over to Ireland with work. He was quick to add that he had family links to the country via his grandparents. He was recently divorced, to which he blamed their jobs. His ex wife also travelled a lot so they had grown apart. They were on good terms and shared two grown up children.

Linda mentioned how fit he looked and asked how he maintained his physique. He told us he loved the gym, swimming and running and still regularly contested in some Ironman competitions and Ultra Marathons.

"Ooh a fellow runner." Linda remarked, being a keen runner herself.

Ryan replied, "nothing like some tight Lycra and a hard workout."

"Yeah, I love a man in Lycra, doesn't leave much to the imagination." she laughed.

They flirted easily, he was quick witted and cheekily funny. His jokes earning the occasional touch on the arm or push from my wife. He was free with his compliments about her, which would always induce a blush and embarrassed look from her.

As the night got later and the drinks flowed. I noticed the occasional touch from him to her. All very subtle, but increasing in duration. It would be arm, hand or shoulder, then some touches to her bare leg.

We had all finished the latest round of drinks. All of us were feeling the effects of the alcohol, but Linda decided she wanted to go get the next round. She grabbed the tray and headed back to the bar.

While she was gone Ryan slid around the seat closer to me. "Dean," he said "your a lucky man she's not only gorgeous but fun too."

"Ain't that the truth" I agreed.

He continued "I hope you don't mind me saying this, but I am very attracted to your wife" He spoke the words so comfortably and naturally that I felt complimented and filled with pride that she was mine.

I said "I think the feeling might be mutual, she's quite taken with you. We spoke about you after your first encounter."

He thought for a moment, smiled then asked confidently "have you ever shared her with another man or tried swinging?"

"Swinging is not for us," I replied. "I have no interest in sleeping with other women. All my fantasies revolve around Linda having fun. We have talked and fantasised about her being with other men, but have never been brave enough to indulge these fantasies'.

"I've slept with a number of other men's wives. Some with their husbands knowledge and some without. I prefer when the husband knows, the absence of guilt always makes the wife super naughty." He said quite matter of factly.

He paused again then asked "Would you like me to fuck Linda and make those fantasies come true?"

Here it was, the moment of truth. After all these years of imagining it, the chance was finally here. I was speechless for a moment, unable to speak. I lowered my head and just nodded.

"Dean, if you want it you need to look at me a tell me," he insisted. 'If you ask me to do this then I will take control from now on. You will promise to not interfere and I will promise to give Linda the experience she deserves."

This strong dominant man was making our positions clear. I steeled myself, looked him in the eye "I want you to fuck Linda." I confirmed.

"Ok, I'll make it happen, but one more thing, do you want me to fuck her privately and send her back to you after or do you want to watch it happen?" He asked.

Both options appealed to me equally for different perverse reasons. But I chose. "I want to watch." I confessed.

"That's perfect," he said "but remember watching only, we will involve you verbally, but there will be no physical participation on your part."

I nodded my agreement, realising I would soon bear witness to my wife's first infidelity and hotwife experience. The thought made my cock throb and leak.

I looked over to the bar in time to see the barman placing the drinks on the tray. Then he handed Linda a slip of paper, which I assumed was a receipt. She picked up the tray and came back to the booth and sat down between us. She leaned over put her hand in my lap and gave me a quick kiss. Her eyebrows raised with surprise as her hand discovered my rock hard cock. She squeezed and rubbed it a little.

"So what have you boys been talking about while I've been gone?" she asked.

Ryan placed a hand on her thigh and said "I've been telling him what a lucky man he is to have such a sexy wife."

"Thank you kind sir, what a lovely thing to say." she said leaning over and kissing him softly on the lips. She sat back and quickly looked to me for belated approval shocked by her own spontaneous act.

I smiled and winked to let her know it was all fine.

His hand was still on her thigh, a little higher than before. His fingers flexing slightly as he enjoyed the soft texture of her skin.

"Dean told me you spoke about me when you got to your room after I first met you at the lift this afternoon." he told her.

She caught my eye, silently probing, trying to work out how much I'd told him. Had I told him him how she had christened her new toy while picturing this hunky stranger. I shrugged my shoulders and played innocent.

She recognised the game I was playing and decided to play along.

She turned back to him "Well yes, I told him about how you recognised the name of the adult shop on my bag and that you tried to embarrass me by mentioning it." she said.

Ryan lent forward and with his free hand lifted his glass and took a sip of his drink. As he did his other hand slipped even further up, his little finger now under the edge of the play suit on the inside of her thigh. It now must have been close to touching her freshly shaven lips. Then I saw her body visibly lift and her breath catch as his finger made contact.

He said "I just wanted to know what was inside the bag that's all. When a man see's a sexy women with a bag like that he imagines all kinds of things."

She sat silently sitting with her eyes now closed, breathing heavily. I looked down and could now see his little finger rubbing up and down against her pussy.

"Well," He said "what was in the bag?"

She kept her eyes closed but replied "a toy..a vibrator and a sexy outfit."

He smiled and said "did you wear the outfit and use the toy?"

"No...I mean yes, I used the toy, but didn't wear the outfit because I couldn't wait to use the toy." she moaned.

I could see her hips moving as she responded to his touch.

"What made you so impatient to use the toy." he asked now using more fingers to stimulate my wife. Now visibly rubbing the area of her clit.

"I...can't," she hissed "I can't say it."

"Say it Linda, tell me why you needed to use that toy so badly." he said while increasing the pressure with his fingers.

"I was fucking horny, so turned on, I needed it," she moaned out loud.

She turned her head towards him and leaned into his shoulder "it was you, you turned me on. I imagined you kissing me in that lift, trapping me in the corner and kissing me, feeling me up, groping my tits and arse while pressing against me with your hard cock. Oh Ryan, your fingers feel so good, I'm so close." she said.

He lifted her chin and looked deeply into her desperate, pleading eyes and kissed her. She responded immediately forcing her tongue into his mouth, moaning as did so.

They kissed passionately for a minute or two, then broke apart. "You imagined my cock while you used your toy didn't you." He said.

It was clear he didn't want her to cum yet. He was keeping her on the edge, just like I'd done earlier that day.

"Yes I've been thinking about it all evening. Wondering what it might be like." she confessed.

"Did you cum while thinking about my cock?" He asked.

"No he wouldn't let me." She replied.

"Tell your husband what you want Linda, you know he wants to hear it." he instructed her.

She clung to him as he fingered her wet cunt, she looked to me, her face enflamed with lust and said 'I need it Dean. I need Ryan to fuck me, I need his cock, I need his seed in me. I'm sorry babe, but I know he's going to fuck me so good. I need to be used by him and be his slut tonight. I want his cock to be the first strange cock to make me cum since we started dating. Please let me, I couldn't stop now even if you say no or change your mind, I'm sorry, it's too late I'm going to get fucked by him, even if I have to cheat on you to do it'.