If you have read our earlier stories you will know that we have been swingers for several years. We both love the extra dimension it gives to our marriage, involving others in our sex-life, swapping with others at a swingers club and the whole swinging scene still really turns both of us on. I obviously particularly enjoy us getting together with a single man and fortunately Gary being as much a voyeur as he is a swinger he loves to share me and see me behave like a slut. He often assures me that he loves to share me, and that he just loves to see me with my legs spread and a cock sliding in and out of me. It's pretty much an ideal situation for me as I was always promiscuous before our marriage and this way keeps me satisfied without sneaking around behind my husbands back and getting our marriage into trouble.
Gary had mentioned about going away next weekend for a short break but I had pretty much forgotten about it until he called me over to the computer.
"How do you fancy this hotel Jayne?" he said showing me a very nice looking hotel in Nottingham. "It would be somewhere different to go and booking it last minute there is a real good price for the room."
"Yes, go for it! Nottingham will be somewhere new for us. That's where Julia's brother John lives." I said smiling.
My friends brother had grabbed hold me at a Christmas party and we had spent several minutes kissing and cuddling but went no further. Since then he had found me on Facebook and told me his marriage had split and he was living in Nottingham.
"I remember you telling me about him the last Christmas, you fancy carrying on from where you left off then?" Gary asked.
"You have got a dirty mind! The thought turns you on though does it?"
Gary smiled and we both laughed but the thought was very much in my mind.
We didn't mention John again until the Friday evening before we were due to go away for the weekend.
"Do you fancy meeting up with John at the weekend Jayne? I really don't mind it might be fun?" Gary asked winking as he spoke.
"Well he was very keen when we had a crafty kiss and cuddle but he is quite a bit younger than us and it might terrify him if we invite him for a threesome!"
I saw my husband fidget at the suggestion.
"I'm sure you will would like to see him though, even if just for a drink?" He said.
"You know I fancy John, would you be ok if we had some fun?"
"I'd love it, it's been a few months since we had some fun and it would make the weekend special," he said.
I went onto the computer and checked Facebook and found that John was online and sent him an IM saying about us being in Nottingham and did he fancy meeting to which he replied that he'd love to. We agreed to meet at the hotel bar at 9pm for some drinks.
I told Gary about the arrangements in bed that night and a few moments later felt his hard cock pushing against me.
"Got some dirty thoughts in your mind then?" I asked him.
"Yes, I was just fantasising about sharing you with John. I'd like to see you being fucked by someone so much younger. "
Gary turned me on my back and began easing his very hard cock into me.
"You are turned on aren't you? I know what you' re thinking. You want to see me being fucked senseless by another man."
Gary nibbled my neck and whispered, "Would you like two cocks this weekend? Have one in your pussy and one in your mouth, banging away? Two men giving it to you hard?"
"Mm! That sounds so good."
Gary fucked me like a man on a mission, my mind full of visions of John between my thighs. My husband made me cum three times before he filled me with his hot spunk.
The following morning we set off, the drive to Nottingham taking around an hour as Gary was driving carefully. We parked up, walked along the river Trent, ate lunch with lots of alcohol and did a little shopping. Gary treated me to a lovely knee length wrap around dress in a stretchy leopard print material that really flattered my curves and went so well with my fair skin and red hair. Checking into the hotel late afternoon, we'd had a lovely chilled and relaxed day, hopefully setting us up nicely for the evening.
Once up in our room we unpacked and freshened up. I bathed first while Gary watched TV making sure that I was sexy and smooth. I could hear my husband sorting out my clothes for me to wear. I enjoy being told by my husband how to dress for a date; I like him telling me what dress and underwear he likes to see me in when he shares me, he likes me to look a bit slutty but classy too. Once I had finished in the bathroom I gave it to Gary to shower while I dressed and made myself up.
In the bedroom Gary had poured me a strong Vodka and coke. I painted my nails bright red, sorted my hair and applied makeup. I then put on the hold up stockings, matching black bra and thong. Lastly I slipped on black shoes with four-inch heels with a thin ankle strap; fortunately I can walk easily in high heels, and went into the bathroom.
"How do I look?" I asked Gary.
" Really sexy," my husband replied.
"Good, I love dressing up and enjoying the attention but maybe I will put the dress on!" I said laughing.
I went back into the bedroom and put on my new dress and was done. I watched as Gary dried himself and dressed looking so smart in his black trousers and crisp white shirt.
"Come on, let's go and get another drink. John should be here soon."
I do like a drink to help relax my inhibitions and the vodka had flowed freely during lunch and in our room during the afternoon. We went to the hotel bar, which was almost empty and as I quickly downed another drink I was feeling pretty tiddly. We were sitting at the bar on high stools so we could see anyone coming in and I felt Gary's hand on my thigh as he moved closer. He then kissed me full on the mouth and pressed his tongue deep inside.
"You just look so sexy, just like a hotwife should," he whispered.
At that moment I looked to see John walking towards us smiling. He looked tanned and fit and looked me up and down approvingly.
"You two look happy," John said shaking Gary's hand before kissing me on the cheek. "A weekend away is doing you good I think?"
Gary quickly got more drinks and then we moved to some sofas in the corner of the bar area where we made small talk as we drank, John told us about his recent divorce but didn't go on too much about and took an interest in our lives too. As we chatted easily I noticed John looking me up and down discretely. I noticed how fit his body looked and his sexy eyes looking at me, no doubt in my mind that he was keen on fucking me.
"I'll get more drinks," John said going to the bar.
"Fancy some fun honey? I can see the way he's looking at you."
"I'm certainly game, I think we should move the conversation a bit so he knows what's on available." I sat back in the chair and crossed my legs.
"Very nice." Gary said. Then he put his hand on the split front of my dress and inched my dress up with his fingers little by little and then adjusted the cleavage.
I looked down, my dress opening at the front just enough to give a hint of stocking tops and showing my cleavage off. We were sitting in a secluded corner in the almost empty bar but in my peripheral vision I saw an Asian guy sitting watching me as Gary adjusted my dress.
"I feel a bit nervous now, do you think I'm showing a little too much?"
