Immediately following the episode in the porn shop I found myself sat behind the wheel of my car, unable to drive and gripping the steering wheel so tight that my knuckles seemed to glow a translucent white. I had sent Louise on ahead of me to the hotel so that I might compose my thoughts after what had to have been THE most incredibly erotic thing in my life. I could not believe how things had developed and, as I replayed the whole thing through my mind, the rational, mature side of me screamed its disgust and anger at what I had done and let be done to Louise.
I was also so incredibly turned on that, had I told Louise to go straight to the hotel room I would most certainly have followed her with the sole intent of satiating my lust filled mind by burying my cock deep into that sweet looking wet pussy of hers. I needed to think, to get back in control.
I am not a bad person....am I?.....but I am a man and a man has needs. I blamed the lack of intimacy at home for the reason I ended up trawling porn on the web to satisfy my sexual urges. I am still none the wiser as to why my wife, Wendy, became disinterested in having sex. I tried to spice things up but it would just annoy her. I would try to engage her in conversation to find out what, if anything was wrong, and all it would do is lead to an argument. Eventually, rather than argue or be unfaithful, I turned to my work ....and online porn.
When this thing with Louise presented itself I was helpless to fight the urges that overwhelmed me. Louise is stunning, sexy, and, as it turns out, a slut. Mind you, although I've had my fair share of blow jobs from Louise, and even managed to fuck her up her arse – something Wendy had never let me try with her – I had not yet fucked Louise's pussy and that, to me, meant I had still been faithful to Wendy. The recent improvement in my home sex life had dampened my enthusiasm for being unfaithful with Louise, but when she came into my office and all but begged me to take advantage of her ....well....what was I supposed to do? I really wanted to fuck Louise and had set out this particular evening to accomplish that very goal.
When I looked at the time I saw that I had already wasted a good 15 minutes wrestling with my conscience and realized that Louise must be wondering what had happened to me. I started up my car and headed for the hotel still unsure of the path I would take.
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When I got to the hotel I quickly found the bar but decided I had to slip into the bathroom first to check that I did not look as unnerved as I felt. I quickly scanned the bar and saw the delightful Louise, side on, sat at a corner table, her hair now up in a fetching pony-tail, talking with a man whom I had never seen before. Louise never saw me as I walked, confused and more than a little scared, to the bathroom where I freshened up, straightened my tie, took a few deep breaths and, gathering up all my bravado, marched out into the bar.
I did my best to maintain a 'neutral' demeanor as I approached Louise's table. The man looked every bit the type of guy I had grown to hate as a young man. Okay, maybe 'hate' is too strong, but I was certainly very jealous and intimidated by his type. I guessed he was easily over 6 foot tall, athletic, ruggedly handsome if you liked that sort of thing, and exuded all the charm and confidence of a guy used to getting his own way. He was probably the Captain of his school football team at one time and, even though I knew nothing about him, I already disliked him and seethed at his presence. I forced a small smile as I stepped up to the table and reached out a hand to grab a chair when suddenly.....
"Sorry buddy, this table is already taken."
The stranger had just glared up and warned me off without having any idea of who I was. I was dumb-founded for a moment and hoped it did not show. My mind raced at this development and as Louise's head began turning toward me, to see to whom this .... this.... interloper was speaking to I knew I had to react. Thankfully, my years as a Bank Manager finally paid off. Mentally I dismissed the man as nothing more than another delinquent loan account holder, a person who had not yet realized that I held all the cards.
Still smiling, I said to Louise, "Would you care to introduce your friend to me, Louise?"
"Oh, Mr. Yearwood, I ...erm ...I was beginning to worry. Where have you been?"
"Do I have to repeat myself, Louise?"
"Oh yes, I'm sorry. This is Tony. We just met. He....he's just visiting and we...erm... were just talking." Her face betrayed her concern. Not fear exactly, but a deep unease. I turned my head to look down on "Tony" and saw he was equally confused and his eyes flitted between Louise and no doubt trying to determine where this was going. I said nothing more and merely sat down at the table between Louise and Tony.
"Perhaps I should go. I can see that I have intruded," offered the interloper.
Then a thought occurred to me. "No. Stay. Let me buy you a drink Tony." I waved for a waiter.
"Actually...Mr. Yearwood is it?..... I think I should go."
"Nonsense, and call me Colin. Why should you leave, after all we already have so much in common." I held my breath as I allowed my statement to sink in, hoping I wasn't going too far.
"How so?" Tony was tense, expecting trouble. Typical muscle bound idiot. I have no desire nor ability to engage in chest beating or fighting well above my league.
I reached across with my right hand and took both of Louise's hands in mine before saying, "Well, we both think Louise is a beautiful, sexy woman. You're from out of town and hoping Louise is an easy hit or at the very least a high class hooker." I paused, gauging his reaction. "I'm also hoping to have a piece of her tonight. All you need to do is be polite, make sure you have a condom or two and maybe, just maybe, I'll let you fuck her."
BINGO!
Tony was stunned. I felt Louise try to pull her hands away from my grip, however, still smiling, I turned my head and looked her in the eyes ending all her resistance. I turned back to Tony hoping I had read him correctly.
It took a couple of agonizing seconds, but this 30-something 'grown man' suddenly resembled a kid in a candy store. His face lit up as he looked first at me, then at Louise and then back at me before saying, "Really? You're not kidding right? Damn, Yeah. Are you sure?"
"Calm down, Tony. Yes, I mean it, but we play by my rules or not at all, got it?" All Tony could do was nod enthusiastically as he blatantly drooled at the prospect of fucking Louise.
I turned to Louise. Her face may have alluded to indifference but her eyes were alive and bright with excitement. She offered no words of dissention and merely dropped her gaze to the table top once she realized I was staring at her. I released her hands and dropped mine down onto her firm thigh and began gently rubbing my hand up and down the material of her skirt feeling the suspender belt strap beneath. My cock began to swell again.
We had a drink together during which time we found out a bit more about Tony who agreed to all my conditions. We answered none of his requests for more personal details about either of us and told him that that is the way it had to be. This was a one off opportunity for him to get laid for free on his business trip. As we talked I made no secret to Tony of the actions of my wandering right hand and let him clearly see as I moved the hem of Louise's skirt up her thigh, revealing her stocking tops, before slipping my fingers into her panties. The look on Louise's face and her sighs of contentment told him the rest.
Once satisfied that I had Tony under my control I had him settle the bar bill and we made our way to the elevators having agreed to retire to Tony's room. I never mentioned that we had a room of our own at the hotel.
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