This is a continuation from "The Unexpected Roommate" but it isn't necessary to have read that first.
This is a story of a new hotwife and her second encounter, not long after her first.
*Warning* This is a story about a husband willingly sharing his wife with another man. So if that's not in your interest you may not wish to continue.
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My wife and I were in our final week of our European trip. After leaving Spain we spent around 2 weeks travelling up through France, Germany, Denmark, and finally arriving in our final destination, Sweden. We flew into Stockholm in the morning from Copenhagen and made our way to a hotel complex, we had chosen a pretty nice hotel, but the real selling point was the outdoor swimming pool and the sauna facilities.
We arrived at our room and relaxed for a short period while we settled in. It was a nice room with windows and a small balcony overlooking the water. We got changed and then decided to go and explore the city by bike. Reception recommended a rental place just a block away and we spent most of the day cycling around, stopping for coffee or food, and generally just enjoying the Scandinavian culture.
We went back to the hotel in the late afternoon and showered and got dressed in nice clothes before heading out for an early dinner.
That evening we got on our hired bikes and rode back to the hotel. We had a drink at the hotel bar and then decided we would head down to the pool which stayed open late in summer since it was still very warm and sunset wasn't until around 11 pm.
My wife Emma is a 5'2" beauty, she has an hour glass shape with fantastic hips and D cup tits that look bigger than they are on her petite frame. However, her ass still stands out as her sexiest feature to me, I often find myself staring at it, even after years of marriage.
She put on her tiny white bikini that she has become more than comfortable wearing in public now. We went down to the pool area and found it to still be quite busy. The tiny white thong bikini seemed to be rather popular amongst the men at the pool. It was incredibly hot seeing how many guys clearly wanted to fuck my wife, which was obviously also apparent to her, she tried her best to hide it but I could clearly see that she enjoyed the attention.
I left Em swimming in the pool and went to get us a gin and tonic each. When I came back I found Em leaning on one edge of the pool chatting to a man I had never seen before. He was middle aged and in decent shape. I sat down next to her on the edge of the pool and handed over her drink. She introduced me and it didn't take long for him to excuse himself and leave.
Once he was out of ear shot I feigned curiosity "I wonder what he wanted?"
She went a little bit red, "He was just being friendly!"
I laughed, "Ohh my mistake, I just assumed he wanted to fuck you."
She exaggerated a shocked expression and playfully hit my leg telling me to shut up. "He may have asked if I was here with anyone and whether I wanted to join him for a drink," Em said quietly.
I laughed again, but my pulse quickened. Seeing how other men react to my beautiful sexy wife is incredibly exhilarating, my swelling cock was in a agreement. I quickly slipped into the pool next to her before my arousal became too obvious.
"So not interested?" I raised my eyebrows at her questioningly with a grin.
She laughed and rolled her eyes, "I told you, it was a one time thing!"
We had discussed the recent event with the stranger, Thomas, in Spain several times. It had been an amazing and erotic experience we both thoroughly enjoyed, but Em had been adamant that despite being a lot of fun, it wasn't going to happen again. However, I couldn't help but feel like the attention she was receiving was having more of an effect then she was letting on, and the conviction in her resistance to my suggestions of future experiences seemed to be lessening.
With her gin still in one hand, she plunged the other down under the water and gently grabbed my cock through my shorts. Then leaned in close and whispered in my ear, "Why don't you worry about fucking me yourself, naughty boy!" She emphasized her statement with a little squeeze, and before I could even respond she put her gin down and kicked off to do a couple of laps.
I just stood there almost in a daze watching her fantastic ass breaking the waters surface as she slowly swam across the pool.
The sun was starting to go down and the pool was going to close for the night soon so we decided we would call it an evening and head up to our room.
Em wanted to wash the pool chemicals out of her hair so she got straight in the shower. All I could think about was her suggestion that I worry about fucking her. I considered joining her in the shower, but then I remembered the vibrating dildo we brought with us. So instead I made us another gin and tonic and then placed the dildo on her pillow.
I heard the shower stop then joined her in the bathroom. She was drying her hair with her towel, her large tits jiggling with the action. Her sexy naked body was moist and she had freshly trimmed the small landing strip above her pussy. My cock was immediately hard, and I struggled slightly as I took off my swimming shorts.
"Well hello there," she said to my cock rather than to me. "I had assumed you were going to join me," she added as she continued to dry off.
I walked over and we kissed passionately. "I wanted to give you the chance to have a nice shower and wash your hair properly," I explained.
I stepped into the shower and said "I made you a drink, and feel free to start without me." She looked at me with a little smirk that I knew very well meant, "Of course you've tried that again." She wrapped a small silk dressing gown around her otherwise naked body then said, "Thanks for the drink," and ignored the second part of my comment as she left the bathroom.
We often play together with toys, specifically Em playing with some kind of vibrator, but she typically doesn't like to use them without me present. On occasion I attempt to get her to start playing before I arrive in the bedroom but it doesn't usually work. I was hoping this time might be different.
I showered off quickly, I rubbed my cock a little bit picturing what I wanted to do to my wife but ensured not to get carried away. I dried off and left the bathroom in the nude, my cock extended like a flag pole.
As I opened the bathroom door I could hear a faint humming noise and heavy breathing with intermittent little moans of pleasure. I couldn't believe it, my wife was laying on the bed with her silk gown thrown open and her bent legs spread wide. Her left hand was squeezing one of her large tits while her other was plunging the vibrating dildo into her pussy in slow deep strokes. She looked mildly embarrassed for a moment but didn't stop. I rushed over to her and kissed her as she continued to pleasure herself. I straightened up and started stroking my cock while I watched her. Her moment of bashfulness was gone, she was biting her lip, whilst staring at my cock. Her breathing intensified and her moans came faster and louder.
"Do you want this cock?" I asked.
