Hey guys this is the first time writing in the story and fantasies section, part of this is reality and part is fantasy:
This all happened one weekend myself and the Mrs were heading away for the weekend, it started off as any normal weekend away would, we checked into the hotel and went to our room, Mrs c decided she was going to have a shower and suggested that I go to the bar for a drink and that she would meet me down at the bar when she was finished.
Anyway I head down to the bar and as I walk in I have a quick look around the bar and I see a couple of gents at a small table talking over some paper, there is one guy at the bar on his own not really doing much, three middle aged women sitting to one side of the bar just chatting.
So I go order a drink and go and take a seat in the corner where I can see the entrance and the bar , so I'm sitting there having a quick look at fab and wondering to myself how people are on fab staying in this very hotel so I just write the name of the hotel on our status just to see if it gets any attention.
After about an hour and getting through the drinks nicely I hear heels coming in the door and I look up and see Mrs c walking into the bar and I actually had to look twice , she was looking hot she had knee high black boots, a black leather skirt not too short but still not too long, and what looked like fish tights , a beige coloured top with long sleeves and a v neck showing off her amazing clevage, her hair flowing she looked fucking amazing. She came over gave me a kiss and sat down at the table with me and i went and got us a drink, we chit chatted for a while and the drink was flowing well at this stage not d*unk but giddy, while at the bar I had being talking small talk with the guy that was sitting at the bar just the usual , he seemed like an ok bloke, he came over to ask us if we knew anywhere around besides the hotel that served decent food we both said we didn't know anywhere as it was our first time in the area and of course me being me said to him sit down with us if you want for a laugh there's no point sitting at the bar on his, he said his name was dave and sat down shaking our hands and taking in the great view of my wife's tits , dave was about 6ft late thirties dark hair and in very good shape he was wearing a t shirt and a pair of jeans anyway dave went to the bar and while he was gone I was giving Mrs c legs a little rub and realised she was actually wearing stocking and as she moved her skirt rode up enough to see the top of her stocking and she didn't try and fix her skirt, I knew that look on her eye.
The three of us were having a good laugh and it was my turn again to go to the bar, so as I was at the bar I looked back at the table and dave had moved to my seat where him and Mrs c were getting very close to each other , when I got to the table Mrs c asked if I minded dave sitting in my place I said no , I looked down towards her leg and she was showing off loads of her leg and stocking and dave actually had one of his hands rubbing the inside of her leg and I was starting to get very excited she then gave me a little wink.
I could see dave adjusting himself in his seat and then I noticed her hand was resting on his groin, this was starting to get interesting
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