Excitement and trepidation bubbled over. She couldn't believe what she had done. There was absolutely no logic in this. She'd just set up her profile online. Why? She had no idea, but god it was risky. What if her husband checked her phone and saw she's been using the app. But she was alone in the Hotel room whilst her husband was off enjoying the conference so she figured with nothing to do why not. It was better than spending another evening alone, waiting for her husband to return half drunk and fall asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.
Once Erin started flicking through the profiles of the men, she knew there was no going back. There were some really cute men on the app. About 11 photos in she paused a little longer than she had on the rest of the photos. On her screen was a man probably 5-8 years older than her, in his late 30s. He reminded her a bit of that actor Ryan Phillippe. She hesitated, doubts in her head about what she was considering doing. Why was she doing this? She was happily married and more than satisfied with their sex life. Why would she risk her world as she knows it on something so meaningless? But she knew why. It was the adventure and the allure of risk that came with being so deceitful. Oh well, she thought, even if I swipe right on this guy he's too hot for me and I'd never get a match back. And just like that, as if it was some justification that made it alright, she swiped right for the first time. The next photo popped up and she continued to swipe left.
A few photos later, a notification popped up on her screen. She had a match! The Ryan look-alike had actually matched! She let out a little squeal of excitement and did a dance around her hotel room. The Ryan look-alike, who's name was Campbell, messaged her instantly and the banter began. He was from London, visiting Sydney for work for a few weeks, and feeling lonely. So they arranged for Campbell to come to her hotel room and they'd head up to the rooftop bar for some drinks.
45 minutes later there was a knock on her door. She took a deep breath, still wondering what the hell she was doing. He knocked again, and she hesitantly opened the door and greeted him. For an awkward moment, they exchanged greetings and introduced themselves. She was thankful that he really did look like his profile picture. "You look amazing," he said. "Should we head up to the bar?".
"Mmmm, I have a better idea, how about we grab something from the mini-bar and hang out here for a while"? He smiled, his eyes radiating a come-get-me sexiness that Erin has never been able to resist. She could already feel her loins moistening.
He moved closer into the room and she could feel his breath on her ear as he whispered: "we could just skip the drink if you can think of something better to do". She tilted her face into his which he took as a sign to proceed and instantly pushed her against the wall and they embraced in a heated passionate kiss.
In that moment Erin's doubts dissolved, she wanted him so badly. They moved backwards towards the bed, the hotel door shutting behind them. Never breaking their embrace as they began removing each other's clothing, hurriedly exploring their new bodies as they finally fell onto the bed.
Campbell raised himself up on one arm and admired her big breasts escaping out of the top of her red lingerie. With his free hand he sensually massaged each one before moving his hand down the length of her toned figure, finally imparting her lace G-string from her skin and coming to rest on her firm backside. Erin raised her ass in the air to give Campbell easy access for their removal and he quickly slid the thong down the length of her legs before releasing his bulge from his own silky boxer shorts. He began kissing up the length of her legs, but Erin needed his cock now. She pulled him up towards her so they were now embraced in a kiss. She pulled him in tight with her arms wrapped around his muscular back, before sliding down and grabbing his ass.
She needed him inside her and she needed it now, she positioned her hands to grasp his cock and directed it towards her entrance. He slid inside her wet cunt and she gasped with pleasure. He moved inside her, her mind exploding with enjoyment. She was so turned on by the idea that this was the first guy, other than her husband that she had slept with, in the last 20 years.
There was a quiet beep at the door as someone swiped an electronic card to enter the room. Campbell and Erin were fucking so loudly that they hadn't heard Erin's husband enter the room. He'd returned early to the room having been out a post-conference network event. And the sounds that greeted him were unmistakable, he slowly closed the door behind him and quietly followed the source of the noise, down the short hall, past the bathroom, to the luxurious king-size bed. There he was greeted by the sight of a man with a ripped body fucking his wife missionary. Her eyes were closed, arms wrapped around his muscular back, and head tilted back in pure bliss enjoying the sensations of this newfound experience.
Christian continued to watch on in amazement, he'd fantasized about it many times before but never in his wildest dreams did he ever think it would become reality. He stood at the end of the bed, taking in the sight. A wave of emotions was flowing through his body, shock, jealousy, but mostly arousal. His cock getting an instant erection at the sight of his wife being fucked on the bed in front of him.
