In the last episode the wife played the Private Game with an out-of- town businessman, in a hotel lounge. This is what happens next. Will the husband agree to go home and wait for his wife?
There are references to characters in the Private Game episodes
This takes place in the era before cell phones, the internet, etc.
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Mike was stunned! "I know you want to fuck him, and I don't mind. But going home to wait for you? That's a bit much!"
Lynn whispered, "I know you weren't expecting this, and neither was I. We're new to this. Derek is very experienced with couples. He said a lot of husbands get turned on waiting for their wives. Besides, I'm not going to spend the night."
He regained his composure. The older businessman was standing looking at them with a confident expression. He wasn't going to let a man like Derek intimidate him. He wasn't going to be a whiney husband and make a scene. Besides, he knew something like this was inevitable.
Mike took the initiative and said to Derek, "Lynn told me about your suggestion for the Private Game."
"And you're onboard?"
"Yeah, it sounds exciting. Since Lynn isn't spending the night, I'm ok with waiting for her."
"I must say I'm sort of surprised you liked my suggestion."
"Lynn's probably told you I'm not jealous or possessive." He said to his wife, "Honey what time do you want me to pick you up?"
The older businessman told him, "I'll make sure she gets home ok. You just go home and wait. She will be well taken care of."
"Alright. Honey, I'll leave the door unlocked."
Lynn excused herself.
Derek said to Mike, "Now that we know what we want, we'll start my Private Game. You've been picturing your wife in my room undressing for me. I can't wait until she unbuttons her top and shows me her tits. You've been imagining us in bed with her legs spread and my cock in her pussy. I haven't told her about my cock but she's about to find out."
Mike swallowed, "It's been turning me on thinking about you fucking her. I know she'll like it."
"I know she will. She's not the first young married woman I've fucked. I know what they want." He continued, "When she returns, you hang back and watch us head to the elevator. You can think about what's going to happen. Don't worry, I'm not going to keep her too late. I also know what you want. You want her fresh fucked pussy."
Lynn returned looking radiant. Her cheeks were flush from the combination of alcohol and sexual arousal.
She kissed her husband, "I'll see you. Don't worry, I won't be too late." She lowered her voice and tongued his ear, "I know what you want."
"Ok Derek, I'm ready."
She locked one of her arms with the older man's and they headed for the elevator. One of Derek's hands drifted to one of her globes.
They stopped at an alcove. Derek put his arms around her and gave her a passionate kissed her. She readily responded, accepting his tongue. She had her arms around his neck pressing her married breasts against his chest. They broke the kiss and with his arms on her waist and hers on his forearms, she looked at her husband. She had the same look of lust she had before fucking Chuck. She maintained eye contact with her husband and placed one of Derek's hands on her breast and kissed him again.
Mike watched them enter an elevator leading to the guest rooms. He had a brief fantasy of that jerk Steve joining them.
He took another elevator to the parking garage. When he sat in his car it hit him. Fuck! Lynn was in Derek's hotel room getting ready to fuck him! He knew he should have seen this coming. But it was too late. What could he have said? He was boxed in. If he confronted her, when she got home, he imagined the conversation.
"Why are you so upset sweetie? You knew what was going to happen when I suggested stopping for drinks. All you had to do was to say you wanted to go back home like you always do."
"Yeah, I guess so."
"I gave him our phone number. I told him I wanted to see him again. What would you have said if I told you I was going to meet him at the Ritz for lunch? Would you have minded?"
"No, I wouldn't have minded."
"And if I told you that after lunch, I was going to his room to fuck him, that would have turned you on."
"That would have turned me on."
"The only difference is instead to waiting until next week I fucked him tonight."
"You're right. I was thinking about you fucking him."
"The reason I didn't spend the night is I wanted to tell you about it. Derek got a lot of pussy. Don't you want some pussy?"
Like previous experiences, once he got over the initial shock and jealousy, he became aroused thinking about his wife fucking Derek.
He pondered going to the brunette's room. He pictured her on top as he played with her big tits. As hot as that would be, it was out of the question. That would be a revenge fuck. If he did that, Lynn would think he encouraged her to fuck other men so he could fuck other women. That would put their marriage in jeopardy. He drove out of the parking garage picturing Lynn spreading her legs for the older businessman the same way she spread for Chuck and Tommy.
He arrived home, went to the refrigerator to grab a beer. As soon as he opened the door, he saw the champagne. Lynn was celebrating, but not with her husband.
He sipped his beer and tried to relax in the family room. After Chuck's visit they never talked about what would happen. That was a mistake. They should have talked about what they wanted and set up boundaries. The experiences with Chuck and then Tommy took place in the privacy of their home. They didn't have to worry about someone finding out.
Tonight was different. They were in a public place where other people knew what was going on. The brunette certainly knew what was happening. Probably everyone in Derek's company knew. Lynn certainly wasn't attempting any discretion. He became aroused thinking what other people said about the young married woman and the older businessman. Who else saw them getting into the guest elevator? Why was he fantasizing about that jerk Steve fucking his wife?
He lightly stroked his cock through his dress slacks, and pictured Lynn in Derek's room. Now what? How late will she be? They said she wasn't going to spend the night. But that gave them a lot of leeway. Well, he wasn't going to sit up waiting like she's curfew, tapping his foot when she came through the door.
He finished his beer and before going to bed, unlocked the front door. Sleep didn't come easy; he masturbated thinking about Derek fucking his wife.
Lynn was excited walking down the corridor to Derek's room. She didn't feel nervous or any trepidation about committing another act of adultery. They reached his room, and he used his keycard to open the door.
"Ohh my god! This room is beautiful."
He laughed, "It's not the Holiday Inn, is it?"
She entered and walked around the room. There was a king-size bed. A bed where she will soon be fucked.
"What a view. You can see all the way to the Capitol."
"It is spectacular. DC looks stunning the night. Can I get you a drink? I'm afraid scotch is all I have."
"That will be fine."
She made another contrast with Chuck. He would already have his cock in her mouth. Not that she would have minded. Derek knew he was going to get some but took his time.
He joined her by the window and handed her a scotch. She took a sip.
"How is it?"
"It tastes pretty good. I'm told scotch is an acquired taste."
He lightly stroked the nape of her neck. She leaned her head on his shoulder.
"You should learn to acquire the taste. Did you notice any other men when you came into the lounge?"
