Shelly and her husband Dave had been on the Oregon freeway since leaving Portland at 4pm. It was now 8:30 and the winter night was dark and rainy. They decided to stop for the night in Pendleton.
They found a hotel and checked in. The desk clerk explained the hotel's amenities and then slid the room key cards to them and said, "There are two free drink coupons and two breakfast vouchers inside. The Bar closes at 11:00."
On the elevator ride up to the room, Shelly told Dave that she wanted to use the free drink coupons and get a little loose. She rubbed his dick over his pants. "After a few drinks, we should hit the hot tub", she added.
After they found their room and unpacked, Shelly put on some red lipstick. Shelly is a milf. At 45, she stands 5'5", and weighs 135 lbs. Her breasts are 34-D, waist 28, hips 34 Her hair is dyed blonde. She is pretty and gets lots of looks from men and women. She dressed and they were off.
When they arrived at the bar, there were lots of seats. The hotel wasn't full on a Thursday night. They sat at the bar. Shelly ordered a sex on the beach, Dave ordered a gin martini. Dave had told Shelly to wear something that would show off her body with plenty of cleavage visible. Her top was a red silk button down shirt, the top 3 buttons left undone, her pink lacey bra pushed her boobs up and together. She wore black leggings that left little to the imagination. Her curvy ass caught the attention of the desk clerk as they had walked into the bar.
The Bar Tender hovered nearby, his eyes were on Shelly's tits. Shelly liked to tease people with her body. It turned her on to know that the Bar Tender was looking. She leaned forward over the bar as she ordered her second drink. She noticed a bulge in his pants.
After an hour of drinks and college basketball, Dave felt Shelly's hand rubbing his thigh and cock when the bar tender's back was turned.
Dave knew that two drinks made his wife loose and horny, three drinks turned her into a slut. He liked it.
By now Shelly had polished off her third mixed drink and was beginning to slur her words. "Let's go get it on in the hot tub," she whispered loud enough that the Bar Tender could hear. The Bar Tender offered one more drink on the house. A shot of kamikazee's. Shelly and Dave had never had these before. The shots went down and Dave noticed the feeling of intoxication coming over him. He knew hat if he was drunk, his wife was shit faced.
As they left the bar, Shelly invited the Bar Tender to the hot tub. He declined explaining that the hotel staff were not permitted to use the facilities. His erection was noticeable. Shelly's pussy was wet knowing that she turned him on.
Shelly and Dave went back to their room to change into their swimsuits. They walked through the lobby half staggering to the elevator. Dave let Shelly lean against him for support and he squeezed her ass as they walked along. Once inside the elevator he slid his hand down to Shelly's wet pussy. She hadn't worn underwear and her leggings were wet with her love juice. Dave fingered her for a few moments until the elevator stopped and two teenaged boys got on. The boys were identical twins. The elevator was filled with the smell of Shelly's sexy perfume and the strange unfamiliar musky smell of pussy. Shelly said hello to the boys and pushed back with her ass into Dave's hard on.
The boys were quiet until the elevator stopped at their floor. They got off and as the doors closed Shelly heard one of them say to the other, "That chick is hot!"
After putting their swimsuits on, Dave and Shelly drank some water and french kissed. Dave felt up his wife. She told him that they should stay and fuck instead of going to the hot tub, but Dave really needed the soothing help of wet heat on his sore back. "Let's go down for 15 minutes and then come back to fuck." He said as he slid his hand under her suit bottom and rubbed her asshole with his middle finger.
The elevator ride back down was stopped when the same two teenaged boys got back on. They had also changed into swimwear. When the doors opened and the boys saw Shelly standing there wearing here swimsuit Dave noticed that the boys were giving Shelly the elevator eyes, really checking her out.
When the elevator stopped again and a little old lady got on, the boys moved to the back of the elevator behind Dave and Shelly.
Dave had been feeling Shelly's ass the whole time and didn't stop once the boys were behind them. Shelly was beyond the point of caring. The kamikazee shot was hitting her. She giggled as Dave slid his hand into her suit bottom and kneaded her ass cheeks. The boys had a great view.
As Shelly quickly looked around, she saw one of them playing pocket pool. "What are you doing?" She said in a low husky voice.
The teen blushed. Shelly giggled.
Once the elevator reached the lobby floor Shelly and Dave staggered to the pool room. The teenagers followed.
There was no one else in the pool. Shelly went to the hot tub, Dave stepped into the pool. Both the teenagers followed Shelly.
After Dave swam a few laps he went to the hot tub and found Shelly sitting on one side and the teenagers sitting on the other. Shelly was talking to them.
