The following is a true story as told to me by my hot wife, Maggie. While have had many sexual adventures together, this was one she had on her own and did not tell me about it until many years later. Maggie is 5 feet, 4 inches tall, 120 pounds with dark hair, brown eyes, perpetually tanned skin (Native American roots) and a shapely body the more prominent feature of which is her 39 DD breasts. On her petite frame they look enormous. She is hot and knows it. She rarely wears a bra allowing for her pert and sensitive nipples to stand out when she wears a tight blouse or sweater. She is smart, funny and always in control. When she releases her inner slut she is as close to a nymphomaniac as anyone I have ever met. She can climax over and over and will fuck as long as her lover can stay with her. This story involves her leaving Georgia to take a position Florida which enhanced her career. She worked there for over a year and did not tell me this story until after she returned home. Hope you enjoy it but it does involved a wife cheating on her husband so if that does not appeal to you, perhaps you should pass on reading this one.
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As you know when I accepted the assignment to work in Florida it meant separation from you and our comfortable lifestyle. The salary was alluring as it was my first and only job as CEO. The salary was good even though I had to spend a lot of it to maintain my lifestyle in Florida.
I left you and Atlanta in early November. We made love the night before I departed. We had my car loaded and ready for the trip. On that Tuesday morning I kissed you goodbye and headed south to start my Florida adventure. Little did I know how things would turn out for me...for us.
I drove almost seven hours to central Florida. I had a reservation at the Comfort Inn and Suites. I checked in to the hotel around 4:30 to 5:00 PM after a long but easy drive. Once checked in I retrieved a bellman's cart and got all my clothes and personal items out of the car, knowing that I would be in the hotel for a while. The condo I had rented would not be ready for about three weeks.
Once I loaded the bellman's cart with all the stuff from the car, I hauled it up to the fourth floor on the elevator. I pulled the cart towards my room and there was a housekeeping cart in the middle of the hallway. I tried to slide past the cart and as I was pulling my cart past it; a man came out of the room directly across from the cart and right in front of me.
He stepped out into my path and we laughed as I tried to move past him. There was an instant attraction and when he smiled I returned the smile. He asked if he could help me unload my cart and I accepted his offer to assist. He was attractive and polite and had a sexy air about him.
We moved to my room which was next door to his. This was already beginning to feel like something predestined. He entered my room with me and helped me unload the cart making a comment about the bottles of white wine that we unloaded. He said he thought I should invite him to share a glass of wine since we were now "neighbors."
I told him to come back to the room in 20 minutes so I could freshen up a bit. I washed my face and hands, put on fresh lipstick and was already anticipating his arrival with a great deal of eagerness.
A few minutes later he knocked on the door. I opened it to find him dressed in a button down oxford shirt, pleated trousers and loafers. He was well groomed, handsome and in his late fifties or early sixties. He had salt and pepper hair and an air of success about him. He was fit, handsome and debonair and had a voice like silk.
We sat down and had a glass of wine. He was very direct and told me he thought I was attractive and very sexy. I was flattered. I asked him why he thought that at my age and with all my surgeries and cancer issues. He told me he thought I was not only attractive but that I had a smoldering sexuality that was palpable. As we poured our second glass of wine the conversation turned more steamy and sexy. He was very forward but smooth. He made many sexual innuendos and as he did I relaxed and started warming up to his obvious interest in me. He kept telling me how hot I was and I enjoyed his admiration. I am sure he could see my erect and braless nipples poking through the thin blouse I had on.
He continued to shower me with compliments. He kept telling me how attractive and sexy I was. Finally I asked him what it was about me that he found so attractive. He moved a bit closer and asked me if I thought I was sexy. I asked what he meant and he surprised me by asking, "Do you like sex?" I grinned and could feel my body tingling as he sat there staring through me as if he knew that I was getting hot.
I told him that I did like sex and he asked me if I thought I was good in bed. Again I could feel my pussy getting wet and told him that I had been told that I was pretty hot. He then asked me what I liked in the bedroom. He had a very sexy and confident way about him and I guess the wine made me open up to him.
When I hesitated a bit he told me that he would bet money that I was a great fuck. I tried to act shocked and look demure but he could tell he was getting to me. I was squirming in my chair and he moved even closer.
He asked me if I was a good kisser. I told him he should find out and he moved to me and kissed me deeply. I remained sitting in the chair and he was standing. He was a very good kisser and before he broke the kiss he boldly reached down and found my braless breasts and stiff nipples. At that point it was all over. We both knew that we were going to fuck.
We kissed for a few minutes standing by the bed in my room. I stood up so that we could enjoy a full body embrace. I pressed my big tits tightly against his body and soon felt his enormous erection through his trousers. It made me even hotter as we French kissed deeply, his hands groping me aggressively with no resistance from me. I gripped his cock in my hand through his pants as we kissed. It felt big and thick.