She seemed so excited and I could hardly believe we were actually going to do this.
We had talked about sharing her with another man for years but only as a fantasy. Now she was all dressed up and ready to head downstairs to the hotel bar to meet Sean, for sex.
She has always been so loving and conservative by nature but tonight would demand that she become extremely sexual, even wanton. I secretly wondered if my loving wife could be that way tonight.
We got up to leave the room and I looked at her again realizing that I had never seen her looking so sexy or so desirable. I thought about how everything that we both had done up to this point was to make her look that way. I could also tell that she "felt" sexy and that was so important for tonight. She now seemed more than ready to have this happen. I almost started having second thoughts. She had never looked more desirable and I, somewhat painfully, realized that this time it wasn't for me. For some strange reason my own apprehension only added to the eroticism of what was about to happen tonight.
We walked to the door with my hand on her lower back and resting on the swell of her sexy ass that I loved so much. I knew that soon it would be enjoyed by another man. Alone in the elevator going downstairs I went to kiss her but she stopped me saying, "I don't want to smear her lipstick." It was yet another subtle reminder that she looked this way tonight; not for me, but for him.
When we walked into the hotel lobby bar we immediately saw Sean. He stood up and greeted us. I noticed they kissed each other on the lips and surprised myself in that I already felt some jealousy. Sean quickly ordered us some drinks.
We both felt comfortable with Sean. He was good looking, in great shape, respectful, and he clearly wanted her in a sexual way. That had always made me somewhat excited and also very proud of her.
We all seemed comfortable and talked for awhile until I got up to use the rest room. It was the first time I left the two of them alone and that's all I thought about while I was gone. When I came back I noticed her leaning over to him and saying something and smiling and then when she saw me she leaned back and looked more serious. After a minute or two Sean then excused himself to go use the restroom.
We sat in silence at first but she had a sexy smile on her face and while stirring her drink she whispered to me.
"Babe we talked a little while you were gone and, well, we're both a little nervous."
"Would you mind if Sean and I went upstairs alone first for a little while, you know, just to get comfortable with each other? Then I can text you when we're ready and you can come up, I promise."
I was surprised and a little taken back but then again it seemed understandable so I answered, "Will you two be doing, you know, anything together?"
"Oh no, I doubt it babe, not until you come up, maybe just 15 or 20 minutes," she said.
"Well, sure, I guess then it's ok." I answered.
She smiled and said back to me, "Ahhh Babe, your the best, thank you. I promise it shouldn't be too long."
Sean returned and he paid the bill and then as he walked to the table she quickly got up and while touching his arm and smiling sweetly at him she whispered to him, "It's ok, he'll stay here for awhile."
Then with his arm around her waist they turned and walked towards the elevators. As they walked away I noticed his hand was on the swell of her ass, exactly where mine was only minutes before. She looked back at me once, but only briefly, and then they were gone.
Siting in the bar and waiting was driving me absolutely mad. Twenty minutes quickly came and went. For some reason I imagined her actually ready to text me but mentioning to Sean to "let him wait awhile longer." Finally, after almost 40 minutes the text came. It was a simple one, "you can come up now."
I left and went upstairs, nervous, hard and very very excited.
I knocked lightly and it was Sean that opened the door and let me in. I noticed right away that he had only an open shirt and only his under shorts on. Then I saw her. She was sitting over on the end of the bed and she looked so sexy and actually stunning. Her legs were crossed. It was obvious that something may have already have happened but at this point it only heightened my excitement so I wasn't going to make an issue out of it. Her sexy little skirt laid over in a nearby chair and it was obvious she was siting on the bed in her tiny thong panties.
Realizing that he must have seen some of her before I had even come up was a turn on. Our eyes met, she gave me a sweet smile, acknowledging me, but then her eyes went over to Sean. Good, I actually thought to myself, "She knows she is all his for tonight." Honestly, deep down I had hoped that would happen.
It was also obvious that a button and maybe even two had been undone on her blouse. Her shelf bra under her sheer blouse allowed her breasts and their hardened nipples to be held up and out to him. I thought about how they looked like they were actually being presented to him.
I also thought about how they say the real turn on to a man is that a woman took the time to really "prepare" herself for sex with you. That she wants to look her best for you and to help make you feel excited just by looking at her. To make you want her sexually. Just the fact that she purposely wore the shelf bra so that her sexy breasts and nipples looked their best and their most enticing for him drove me wild with passion.
