NOTE: These are the same characters from "Lana and Gabe Host a Party." No need to read that one first, but if you like this check that one out! Also, this features consensual sex between a woman and a man who is not her husband. If that's not your thing, click on someone else's work. For everyone else, enjoy!
Gabe woke up early, as he usually did. He glanced around the strange room and, as the fog of sleep cleared, remembered that they had decided to take a short trip and had landed in this hotel room late the previous night. He had been sleepy from driving and had passed out almost as soon as his head hit the pillow.
Glancing next to him he saw Lana laying on her stomach, her bare shoulders visible under the heavy comforter, mostly covered by her long brown hair. In the other queen bed, his friend Nate lay on his back, his mouth partly open. Another memory came back - had it been a dream? He thought he had woken up briefly in the night, alone in the bed, with the soft sounds of movement coming from Nate's bed. Had Lana crept over there in the middle of the night? He glanced at his beautiful wife, and then back at his slightly snoring best friend, then shrugged.
It had probably been a dream. Lana had certainly slept with her share of strangers while they had been married, but to his knowledge she told him about all of them (and he had been there for a few of them). Nate's girlfriend was "saving herself for marriage" for whatever reason, and he could do with a good fucking - something Lana could certainly provide! But had she? Hmmm.He had a plan to find out.
He rolled over and quietly got out of bed, walking silently over to his iPad and flipping it up, turning it so the camera faced the two beds. Then he slipped into his clothes, grabbed his phone and book, kissed Lana on the cheek (receiving a sleepy 'mmm' in response), then slipped out of the hotel room and went down into the lobby.
The breakfast buffet had been set up so he helped himself to a pile of powdered eggs and a big cup of dark roast coffee. Glancing around the room, he saw a small table tucked away in the back corner and made his way over. As he dug into the bland food, he flipped through his phone until he found what he was looking for.
Several months earlier he had installed an app on his iPad that allowed him to access the camera and microphone from his phone. He opened it up as he pulled out his headphones and popped them into his ears. As it was still dark out, and there were no lights on in the room, the screen was dark, but the microphone worked just fine and he could hear someone's easy regular breathing. Leaving the app up, he finished his breakfast and began reading his book.
A few moments later, engrossed in the story and forgetting what he was listening to, he was startled by the sound of a toilet flushing. Someone was up. He stopped reading, and concentrated on listening to what was happening upstairs.
He heard the sounds of someone getting into bed, then the regular breathing stopped and he heard Nate's sleepy voice, "Hmm? Lana?"
"Mm hmmm," he heard his wife reply.
"Oh, good morning!" Nate said. "Is it morning?"
"Just after 6," she replied. There was a pause.
"Mmm, that feels good," Nate said, then a whisper, "Is Gabe..."
"He left a few minutes ago. Took his book and went to breakfast," she replied.
"Ah," Nate said.
"Mm hmm. He knows we sleep in. He won't be back for...quite a while..." she whispered the last part, and Nate gave a pleasurable grunt.
"Well, guess we should make the most of it," he replied, with barely disguised glee.
"And I don't have to be quiet this time," she said, deliciously.
There it was! It wasn't a dream! He was going to have to ask her about that later. In the meantime, he would see how this went. Things were heating up so he pushed the record button.
The talking stopped, and he could hear clear sounds of kissing. This lasted for several minutes, during which he could also hear shifting sounds of sheets and squeaking springs. He was hard as a rock listening to it.
"I love this ass," Nate said.
"I love how hard you were gripping it last night when you came in me," she replied huskily.
Confirmation! A few more details came back to him. The rhythymic movement, tiny gasps, a muffled moan, and the light sounds of kissing that he now realized was probably her nibbling quietly on his neck. She loved doing it, and he loved the feel of it, especially when she slipped her hand behind his neck and caressed the back of his head as she did it, usually accompanied by her wrapping her legs around him and tapping his ass with her heels to pull him deeper into her. Gabe was sure Nate had experienced that very thing last night, and likely was about to again.
