The continuing story of how my wife helped me find my bisexual side after opening up our marriage and then come to share a male lover.
I showered quickly as Sally got dressed, she was applying some light make up as I came out of the bathroom. Sally did not use a lot of make up as a rule but I guessed she wanted to look as good as she had last week when she first met Mark, which she was managing quite easily. I dressed in my usual smart casual clothes for a night out somewhere, not that any of this was about me. Sally stood and did a twirl for me saying,
"How do I look?"
"Well, I certainly want to fuck you, so..." I replied.
"Now that's not strictly true is it, my husband, because for some weird reason you are quite happy to watch someone else fuck me." Sally said with a smile.
"That my darling wife is because you are just so fucking sexy I think it is unfair on the world to keep you to myself. That and the fact you deserve a seriously good fucking from a younger, fitter, better endowed man than me."
"Umm not so sure about any of that, besides that last part."
Sally pulled me in for a kiss, grabbing my arse cheeks and then holding me there as she rubbed at my hard cock.
"We can still back out, forget about all this and just enjoy the sex we have been having lately, the two of us you know, it's still not too late." She said looking deep into my eyes.
"Is that what you really want, right now, after all this?" I questioned.
"Fucking hell no, I want to go meet my young lover and have him fuck me ragged in front of my incredible husband. That's what I want right now."Sally said
"Well, let's get going then, let's get you fucked sideways my wonderful wife."
We headed over to the hotel leaving ourselves almost an hour before Mark was due to arrive. We took a bottle of champagne in a wine cooler and three glasses. As I was parking up in a discrete corner of the car park Sally suddenly said,
"I'm so nervous Dan, should we be doing this, I mean at our age...."
"Well if that's your best argument, our age, then definitely we SHOULD be doing this, we may not get the chance again. Of course your nervous, I'm fucking nervous Sal but also massively turned on and horny and don't tell me now that you dont feel the same?"
"You're right, ok get me inside quick before I leg it."
We took our "overnight bag" and headed for reception. I have to admit, all the times we had checked into a hotel in 25 years together, I had never felt as jittery as I did now.
Once in the lift Sally seemed to breathe for the first time since stepping out of the car. I held her hand tight and raise it to my lips and kissed it.
"It's just fun Sally, sexy, horny fun. Relax and enjoy it."
She smiled weakly back at me saying nothing as we headed up in the slowest lift ever to the 12th floor. Once inside the room she disappeared straight into the bathroom as I popped the cork on the champagne and poured two glasses. When she came back out I handed her a glass and said,
"To you, me, your lover and some seriously sexy times."
We chinked and drank some down.
Just over half an hour of stunted conversation ensued, along with a second glass of bubbly each. Sally must have checked her phone a million times. Then it pinged 10 mins before the allotted time.
"Oh fuck Dan, fuck...fuckety fuck...he's actually fucking here...we're actually doing this then?" Sally stammered, her face flushing a pale pink.
"Go get him then." I said
She handed me her phone saying,
"You txt him, my hands aren't working."
"Well I hope they'll be working in a minute or else he's gonna be very disappointed." I said with a smile, having messaged Mark back, adding,
"Don't forget the key card." as I handed it to her, kissing her softly on the cheek.
The second the door closed behind my wife my mind raced into overdrive. I had thought of nothing else for weeks now, other than watching another man plessure my wife but now, in only a few minutes time it would actually be happening. What on earth was I thinking, we didn't do shit like this. Don't get me wrong, we were way more adventurous than most people we knew but this was another level. I actually had butterflies for the first time in a million years as I paced back and forth in the room. I took another swig of champagne, fighting the urge to finish the bottle. Suddenly I had no idea what to expect at all from this evening and that felt very strange. Amidst all this though I still had a quite prominent bulge in my jeans which I lightly rubbed at, just as the door opened.
Sally came in leading Mark by the hand, she was a little flushed again but somehow in a slightly different way. She shyly introduced us and we shook hands awkwardly. I motioned for him to sit at the edge of the bed and then had to eye roll my wife and nodded to indicate that she should sit next to him.
We made some difficult small talk as I poured three glasses and sat in the chair by the desk.
Mark did seem a little uncomfortable but Sally was babbling away, a result of three glasses of fizz. She kept leaning in, touching his arm and leg, flicking her hair, all the classic signs of flirting and had eyes only for Mark. It was so erotic and horny to watch and my hard on was now in full effect ensconced in my Jeans. And yet nothing seemed to be happening, Mark nervously looking to me every time Sally brushed against him in some way. I decided to try and push things along and made an excuse to use the bathroom. I took my time and as I dried my hands I noticed the talking seemed to have stopped. My cock stretched some more.
I left the bathroom to find Sally and Mark making out like the new lovers they were. Hungry and passionate in their desire for one another, hands roaming and reaching up to each others faces. My cock was straining hard against my Jeans and I sat in the chair once more, openly rubbing at myself with the best view in the house. It was hotter than any porn I had ever seen, way, way hotter. They paid me no attention whatsoever, totally focused on their own pleasure and the pleasure of their new partner. I however could not take my eyes off them.
After a short while Sally slipped off the bed onto her knees in front of Mark, she looked up at him hungrily as she undid his trousers and pulled his hard cock out. Sally smiled as she ran her hand up and down the length, pulling his foreskin back to show his bulbous tip which seemed to gleam next to her pale skin. His cock was impressive from what I could see. A good bit longer and thicker than mine. My wife seemed to be in awe of his member as she slowly began to work her hand up and down the full length of his shaft. Running her tongue over his huge looking tip as she did so. I couldn't stop myself from opening up my own jeans and pulling out my own cock to give it some of the attention it craved.
As I began to slowly pleasure myself, my wife took Mark's cock into her mouth as far as she could. He let out a low moan saying,
"Just as good as I remember Sally."
Not that I had a lot of experience, having only had a few girlfriends before Sally but she did give good head. I couldn't take my eyes away as she worked as much of his shaft as she could, slowly in and out of her mouth. I was taken not only by the beauty of my wife as she performed this act but also at the beauty of Mark's rock hard cock, now glistening with saliva.
As I stroked slowly watching on I realised I was beginning to feel a pang of jealousy. Not for what my wife was doing to another man but for the fact I was starting to feel that I wanted to take him in my own mouth. I was fascinated by his cock and really wanted to reach out and touch it. I was disturbed from my revelry when I felt Sally's hand brush my knee. I noticed she was now wanking him to enable her to turn slightly and reach out to me as she said,
"Come stand here next to me please Dan."
I shuffled over, trousers and boxers around my ankles and stood next to my wife's face. Sally continued to wank Mark's hard shaft as she took my own into her warm wet mouth.
I was really not expecting this but it felt fucking amazing. Looking down at my beautiful wife as she wanked one hard cock whilst sucking on mine. She looked up into my eyes as she slathered over my shaft. Mark pushed himself up on his elbows to look at her as he said,
"Fucking hell this is so hot, you're fucking amazing Sally...you both are..."
He trailed off as she switched cocks, taking him deep once more as she wanked me. I felt like I had died and gone to heaven. After a couple more swapovers Sally stood and kissed me as she continued to wank my cock. She tasted differently, not sure what it was but it was definitely a different taste in her mouth. Then she looked me in the eye as she asked me,
"So Dan, can I still fuck him?"
I smiled as I asked her,
"Do you still want to?"
Sally looked down at Mark smiling gleefully as she said,
"Oh yes please."
"Then go ahead my darling, fuck your young lover."
Sally turned to face Mark who was still lying back, half on the bed, legs over the side. Without taking her eyes from him she said,
"Will you take my dress off for me Dan and I think it's about time you got naked Mark, don't you?"
I stood behind her and undid a couple more buttons on the front before lifting her dress from the bottom, up and straight off her in one swift motion. Mark was quickly shaking off his shoes, socks, trousers and boxers.
"Shall I?" I whispered as I kissed her neck, slipping her bra straps from her shoulders.
"Uuuum please Daniel." She replied, pulling her arms through the straps as I unclasped the back.
"And these too?"