The next morning at work, I soon had a phone call from Phil. He wanted me to spend the afternoon the next day in a hotel with him. I wanted to say yes straight away but had to just make sure it was definitely OK with D. So I rang D at work, and could almost see his big grin from where I was. 'Yes yes and yes' he said. So I let Phil know and then wnded up distracted for most of that day too. That night D and I worked out what I would wear. Couldnt be too sluttish on the outside because I had to work the morning but underneath...different story. D picked out some see-through red tanga knickers which I rarely wore. 'He'll love you in these', he said. 'and lose the bra before you go meet him.' The dress we picked was a simple button through summer thing. 'He can get his hand up this easily' said D, the expert on what men liked ' and it's low enough so that he can get a good view of your tits'. HIgh-heeled ankle strap shoes. Fuck me shoes. 'Now babe, remember, I want you back here when he's finished, with your fanny full of him'
I was excited but scared at the thought. I was going to a hotel to get screwed by another man, my husband knew about it, and he was going to have me too when I got home. Two men in one day. I had some great dreams that night.
The next day at lunch time I got into my car, carefully took off my bra and drove to the hotel. I parked and walked across to the main door. My fanny was dripping in anticipation and my nipples were hard and pressing against my dress. I felt so damn excited and horney. I already knew the room number so made my way straight to it and knocked on the door. Phil let me and gave me the once over with his eyes before he grabbed me and we kissed passionately. I could feel his cock against me...hard and long. More wet in my knickers. He ran his hands over my tits and twisted my nipples gently through my dress, then pulled the shoulders of my dress down onto may arms and my tits were free. His mouth went down on my nipples, his tongue and lips working on them. I was breathing harder and harder. While he worked his mouth on my boobs, his hand went down to the hem of my dress and was soon running up my thigh. I let my legs open as best I could, and ran my own hand down onto his cock...started stroking it through his clothes. His hand made its way up to my crotch, wet and warm and his finger slid underneath into my soaking slit. God, God God, he worked my clit a little then took away his hand and turned me round, undid my dress and dropped it to the floor, running his hand down onto my boobs as he kissed my neck. Mmmmm hell I was dripping so badly. He sat me down on the end of the bed in just my knickers and shoes. I sat and looked at him. He quickly stripped and came over to me, his cock right in front of my face, so I took hold of it and pulled it into my mouth. He was slippery with his pre-cum and I sucked it slowly and deeply, enjoying it so damn much. He put his hand on the back of my head and slowly fucked my face. I held his balls whilst his cock fucked my mouth. I could taste his juice. Then he pushed me down flat on to the bed, opened my legs wide with his hands on my knees and bent down between my legs (More next time)
