She really didn't have a reason to come along. It was just one of his regular trips. There wasn't anything particularly special to do in Dallas during the day. She had found a place for a mani/pedi in the morning that was only a short walk. She had spent an hour by the pool just because it was warm and she was bored. She had spent the afternoon taking a nap on the oversize bed surrounded by too many pillows. It was a decent way to spend the day. She spent the rest of the afternoon getting ready. She had a surprise for him.
She had texted him that she would meet him in the hotel bar. He was running a little late but not bad. She told him not to worry. He scrambled in the door and headed for the elevators, the plan had already slipped his mind. It was only after pressing the button and searching his pockets for the key card that he remembered. He turned back around and headed for the bar.
It was larger than most and nicer. This was a nice hotel all around. Sticking his head in, he surveyed the tables looking for her. He spied a pair of legs at the bar talking to a couple of men in suits but quickly looked away. If she was looking for him, he thought it would be a bad way to start the evening, getting caught looking at another woman's legs. He scanned again and didn't see her. He headed for a barstool pulling his phone from his pocket. He sat at the end with a view of the door, ordered a beer and typed out a text for her. It all hit him at once. He took a first sip of his beer, hit send, heard her phone go off, and noticed the short platinum hair, the slinky white dress and his wife's succulent lips smiling at the suits that were clearly flirting with her up. He swallowed hard and smiled as she turned and looked at him. She stood up slowly, clearly wearing higher heels than normal. Knowing he was watching her she leaned down and kissed the old suit on the cheek and the young suit quickly on the lips. He heard her thank them for the wine and wandered over to him. She kissed him long and slow on the lips. With her hand clenched to his thigh she felt him stir in the slim cut suit pants. "Hey," she said. "You're late."
"You're delicious." He smiled back at her.
They took a cab to dinner. The flirted, she looked marvelous. He called it her Marilyn dress. Other than being 4 inches taller and 20 pounds lighter, she was hell of a tribute to the 60's pin-up. All she needed to complete the ensemble was a blast of steam from a street grate. They ate fish and steaks and drank wine. The first bottle was good, the second was better. They didn't necessarily need it but they enjoyed it. After dinner they cabbed it to a jazz club. It was dark and the music was a bit more Blues than Jazz and they enjoyed it. They poured martinis onto the wine, only one a piece. They danced. Drunk, they flirted.
It really started with him teasing her. He teased her about the suits. He thought it was good he got there on time; she would have been too much for the old one. She might have killed him.
"You liked when I kissed him, didn't you?"
"Who?"
"The young one."
"Was he that young?"
"Stop it. Tell me."
"You'll think I'm a pervert."
"I already know you're a pervert."
"Fair enough... yeah, you know I liked it. You felt it when you came over to me at the bar."
"You caught that, did you?"
"Oh yeah."
"It's been a while."
"We haven't done anything like that in a long time."
"I know! " He sat staring at her. He wanted her. His thoughts were on the times they had played. He thought about watching her. "Too long." They sat for a while listening to the music. She held his leg, he held her bare thigh.
"Let's go." He did what he was told.
The ride seemed to be taking forever. He stroked her thigh. The dress was thin and although it was warm out, he could see her nipples rising beneath the sheer white fabric. He moved higher up her thigh and her legs parted a little. She took a deep breath and he moved his hand higher. She had on panties and he ran his finger along them. She shuddered a little and then pressed her legs back together. She looked at him. He looked back at her and kissed her. It felt like a ridiculously long time until the cab pulled up to the hotel. He paid the cabbie and she stumbled out of the car with the help of a bellman. He took her around the waist and led her into the hotel.
"Can we call room service?"
"Sure, whatever you want."
"I want champagne."
"Here, we can just take it up." He pressed the small of her back towards the hotel bar and pulled the door open for her. They slipped inside. There were still a good number of people. He slipped between a couple of them and signaled for the bartender. Across the bar he saw the younger suit, sipping a beer and watching a basketball game. He was having a thought when she tugged on his coat. He leaned back to her and felt her breath in his ear.
"Love me?"
"Always?"
"So, um..." she mumbled a bit at him. He smiled back at her. "So, um... you want to watch me suck a dick?"
"Yes."
"Will you fuck me while I suck him?"
"Yes."
"What's our room number, forgot."
As he ordered a bottle of champagne from the bartender he watched her swing around to the other side of the bar. The young suit smiled at her as she slid up next to him. He watched her whisper in his ear. She saw his hand move towards him under the bar. He smiled back. The talked a bit and then she leaned in a kissed him. Longer than the last time. The bartender handed him a check and he signed it. He gathered the bottle and two glasses and stepped back from the bar. He followed his wife and the young suit out of the bar to the batch of elevators.
"Woody," he introduced himself.
"Theo." The suit replied. He wasn't all that young. 35 maybe. As they stepped into the elevator he asked Theo to hold the bottle on glasses. After he took them he took his wife in his arms. He kissed her hard, his hands moving beneath the short dress. He leaned into her. "Nervous?"
"A little." She kissed him again as the elevator opened.
He slipped the card into the door and with a click, pushed it open. He held the door for her and Theo. The other man set the Champaign down and stood, somewhat awkwardly at the end of the bed. She slipped up to him and helped him. Kissing him she pulled his suit jacket off of his shoulders. Woody slipped beside them and opened the wine. She was working on his shirt. He was taller than her but not as tall as her husband. His chest was bare and she ran his hands over him. His abdomen was trim and firm and she ran her hands over him as she dropped to her knees. Woody handed her a glass and she ran a hand over the man's cock as she took a sip. Woody slipped out of his suit coat and took off his tie before lying back on the bed. She set her glass down and started on Theo's belt and pants. As they fell to his feet she turned him giving woody a better look.
He watched her pull down his briefs. He watched her stroke his cock a few times slowly. He was hard already and she moaned a little in appreciation. He started pulling off his own clothes as he watched her. She started slowly her hand pulling his cock out to her mouth. He watched as she took him between her lips. As she ran her tongue along his shaft. Naked he took his cock in his hand. She watched him out the corner of her eye. Knowing he was watching she worked his cock harder. Her lips running along him as she took him deep into her mouth. She hummed as she sucked his head. It was finally enough to get him off the bed.
Moving behind her he reached down on pulled her to her feet. She continued to work him with her hand as she took her husband in the other. She held both cocks as the young man took her breast in hers. Woody worked on the tie of the halter dress until her large full breasts fell free and the young man took one in his mouth.
She was forced to let go. Woody finished undressing her. He pressed his cock to her ass as he sucked at her ear and she felt his teeth on her neck. Theo was on his knees now. His fingers were on her thigh working their way to her waiting pussy. She wonders just how quickly she would come. Her husband's hands ran down her back and over her hips, the young man ran his mouth from nipple to nipple sucking at each just a little and she pulled his head to her chest. His lips were on her. She waited as he touched her lips. Her legs buckled as he finally came to her clit.
"Lick me." She begged and woody moved her to the bed. Laying back into the middle of the overly soft bed she spread her legs and welcomed the man between them. She felt his hands on her thighs and his tongue make its first move over her dripping lips. She purred as she felt his tongue inside of her. Laying back she looked over at her husband's hand running over his cock. He smiled down at her and she laid her head back. She felt his hands on her. She closed her eyes. At first she focused on what the men were doing to her. She felt fingers opening her so that a tongue could stroke her clit cleanly and felt the rush run up her spine. She felt hands on her tits. Then a mouth. It was harder. She felt a pinch. She shuddered at the feeling of a tongue on her nipple pressed between his teeth at the same time and then she felt it coming. The first orgasm started in her legs and thighs and washed over her body. She cried out and lifted her legs off the bed. The details went away and she simply felt her body under attack. Hands, lips, tongues and teeth moving over her. She reached out and found her husband. She moved her hand down his back and his ass then around his waist to his cock. She took it in her hand, he was hard for her and she pulled it to her.
