In the lift back to our rooms Mike and I exchanged mobile numbers. That evening my wife commented that I was quite quiet at dinner and was everything OK? I assured her I was fine, just a little tied. The truth was I wanted more of Mike and I couldn't get the idea out of my head.
Next morning I got a text. "Mike here. Wife has a tennis lesson this afternoon. I'll be naked in my room (523). Can you get away?"
At first I thought there was no way I could but then I had an idea. As a surprise I'd book my wife into the hotel Spa for a facial and to get her nails done. She always goes on about wanting to have a professional do her nails. I checked at reception on the way down to breakfast and luckily for me a slot was free. "That's a lovely thought darling. I'm so lucky to have you," said my wife. "But what will you do?" "Don't worry," I answered, " I'll read my book on the room balcony. "
I texted Mike back and we arranged a time. At the appointed hour, when both wives were securely out of the way, I rode the elevator up to his floor and made my way to his room. I tentatively knocked on the door and I suspect the noise I could hear was Mike checking out the hotel room door's spy hole. He opened the door, dressed in the hotel's white dressing gown. I entered the room as he put the 'do not disturb ' sign on the door. "Don't want the maid interrupting us!" He said. Once inside the room and with the door shut, Mike took off his robe and stood naked before me, gently teasing his cock to attention. I kicked off my sliders, removed my shorts, undies and top and joined tha naked party.
"We don't have huge amounts of time." Said Mike and with that he let go of his cock and started to massage mine. I returned tha favour and in no time we were both hard. I was then led to the bed which hadn't been made up from the night before. I lay down and Mike began to suck my cock. It was strange but I could smell his wife's perfume on the pillow and I wondered if they had had sex her recently. Mike then stopped the sucking and moved to straddle my thighs. The grabbing my cock he lifted himself up a little, placed my penis head against his hole and gently impaled himself on me. I have occasionally given my wife anal, but this felt so different. Almost primeval. Mike bounced harder and deeper on me and I reached out to rub his cock. The presume oozed from him and I was not sure how long I would last.
"Let's change positions" said Mike and he got me to kneel on the bed with my hands grabbing the headboard. I felt Mike lick my ass, finger it and then cover it in spittle. "Ready?" He asked. I'm not sure if I was but I gave my approval. With that he gently pushed himself against me. I first I thought he'd never get access as my hole seemed to clamp close. But with a few more attempts and with my spreading my legs wider, the angle got better and he entered. He rested as my muscles got used to the feeling and began relaxing. He then started pumping harder and deeper and deeper and harder. I reached one of my hands down and began frantically masturbating. I am sure professional porn stars last like this for hours, but we are not porn stars and within a minute I felt myself cumming all over the sheets. Mike lasted not much longer and he gave one final thrust before delivering his hot load deep inside of me.
We lay on the bed, recovering. Mike offered me some tissues. I joked that we'd made a mess of their bed sheets. "Don't worry," he said, "you should have seen the amount of mess me the Mrs and her girlfriend made on here last night."
My mind was now spinning.... |
