Midnight Invitation…

I don’t think either of us quite believed it when we found the note which had been pushed under our hotel door. The evening had seemed to go well— or at least we thought it had. Our meeting with the team from our new prospective sponsor had been conducted over a private dinner; just my wife and I representing the company, and the three young executives. They were all in their thirties and I thought that were very sure of themselves; knowing precisely what they wanted from the deal. I also couldn’t help but notice how enamoured they appeared to be with my wife, Janet. They were charming and acted respectfully with her throughout; total gentlemen when speaking to her. It was obvious that she appreciated the attention— but it was not entirely a surprise to me. Janet looked fabulous; her lithe, sexy figure clad in a figure-hugging black dress with a low neckline. With her shock of red hair and perfectly coiffured make-up, she looked ten years younger than her real age of forty-five. A gorgeous milf if I had ever seen one.

“So what does the note say again?” my wife asked.

I turned it over between my fingers, my heart beginning to race.

“They’ve discussed the deal and have agreed to take it in principle, as long as a few loose ends can be tidied up.”

Janet bit her lip, a little habit she had developed when feeling slightly naughty or aroused.

“And they want to discuss it with us further… now? At this late hour?”

I swallowed hard, hardly believing what I was thinking.

“No. They want to discuss it with you specifically, in private, in one of their rooms.”

At first the silence had been deafening. Janet sat quietly on the end of the bed, still wearing the black dress she had worn throughout dinner. My own mind was racing— my beautiful and desirable wife, on her own in a hotel room with three younger handsome men; all of whom would no doubt like to fuck the brains out of her if they got the chance. I didn’t know what to say or do and just stood there, feeling slightly dumbfounded, but also having a sense of arousal as I imagined the scenario.

“So? Do you mind?” Janet asked me quietly after a short pause.

“Mind what?”

“Do you mind if I go on my own to their room?”

I could hardly believe my ears. Here, my faithful and loving wife of twelve years was talking about going to a hotel room containing three virile and handsome men. I didn’t know how to respond, or what to say to her. After a few seconds it was Janet herself who answered her own question.

“I don’t mind going alone. They acted like perfect gentlemen all night long. I’m sure they’ll be gallant and make sure they look after me appropriately.”

She got up from the bed and took her lipstick out of her bag, fixing her lips as she pouted delectably into a mirror. I watched in silence as she straightened her hair and her dress, preening herself to look her best as she walked into a strange hotel room at almost midnight. She had a half-smile on her face and a twinkle in her eye as she turned to face me.

“Will this do then? Do you think I will seal the deal looking like this?”

I looked her gorgeous body up and down; feeling incredibly turned on that she would even consider doing something like this. I had fantasised about us having similar encounters for years, but we had never spoken a word to each other about it. Her reactions now, her apparent eagerness to visit with the three guys; being so relaxed and potentially flirting with them and then heaven knows what more. The situation suddenly had me thinking that maybe she also had been having similar fantasies to my own.

“Are you sure about this… absolutely sure?” I asked slowly, wanting to give her every opportunity to back out if she wanted to. She rested her hands on my shoulders and looked me straight in the eyes.

“I am honey. Don’t worry. Everything’s going to be just fine.”

She planted two fingertips against my lips and walked across to the door, opening it and confidently walking out into the corridor.

“I really don’t know how long this meeting might take,” she said calmly, turning to look at me as she walked up the corridor. “…I have the spare room key, so don’t wait up. And don’t worry… I’ll tell you all about it when I get back.”

My wife turned and walked away from me without saying another word.

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Watching Me…

“Are you sure they are all watching?” I sighed and smiled to myself. “Baby. I can see at least four guys watching you from three different buildings. I wouldn’t be surprised if there are more by the time we’re finished.” My wife giggled like a naughty schoolgirl and reached behind her, sliding down the zipper of her summer dress and letting it drop to the floor. I sucked in my breath as I enjoyed the sight of her in the new lingerie she had purchased that same morning. “Do you think this will have the desired effect?” she purred, staring into my eyes as she brushed her tongue across her lips in excited anticipation of what was to come.

I nodded, pushing my shorts down to the floor as I walked across to her. I dropped to my knees behind her and grasped her hips as she opened her legs wider, steadying herself against the window to allow me better access. “Once they see my tongue disappear into your ass cheeks they are going to blow, don’t have any doubt about that.”

She moaned and pushed her ass back into my face. “Ooh, well I hope they enjoy the show. Maybe I can wear black tomorrow, what do you think?”

I didn’t answer her. I had more pressing things on my mind.

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Watching Me Closely…

“Kevin, I know that you’ve been watching me closely since your Dad went away, and that’s okay honey. But there’s something over here you can help your step-mom with. And I promise not to tell your Dad if you promise too…” #amwriting #amwritingerotica #eroticawriters

The Lodger…

Once again it was Sunday…and there they go again.
I sneak across to my bedroom door and listen— my mom giggling; his fake animal growl— playfully meant to arouse her. Oh yes… the lodger was certainly doing well this morning.
I cracked open the door slowly, hardly daring to breathe, praying that the hinges didn’t squeak in protest.
“Now let’s see, what do we have here?” My mother’s voice soft, throaty and seductive.
I could feel my own heart beginning to pound in my chest, heaven only knows what she was feeling.
“Oh! Well now, that is one fine piece of meat,” I heard her remark, her voice filled with a sensuous hunger. He groaned softly with desire.
I closed my eyes, imagining her reaching out with her fingers and pulling back the bed-cover to reveal his cock. In my mind she took it into her hand, tilting her head and smiling in eager anticipation as she felt the weight and girth of it.
I gasped as I brought up my hand to touch my breast; the soft brown bud of my nipple already growing hard, craving attention.
My mother whispered the words softly to him, but not so quiet that I couldn’t hear it.
“Now listen baby, I’m heading off to work shortly, and I don’t want you lying here all hot and horny while my nineteen year-old daughter is lying asleep in the next room. The last thing I’d want is for you to start getting ideas into that pretty head of yours…so here, let me help you with that.”

I leaned against the door-frame, biting my lip to suppress an excited moan escaping my lips. Inside my head I could see them clearly. I watched as my mom dropped to her knees beside his bed, his cock already fully aroused, standing up stiff and proud as she dropped her mouth down over it, tasting the salty drops of his pre-cum which were already beginning to trickle out from within it.
I felt my pussy begin to ache… a slow burning heat which I knew would need to be extinguished. I dropped a hand down, slipping it under my nightshirt and into the top of my panties. I gasped, my folds were swollen and my panties slick with my juices.
I heard her mouth working on him. Her wet tongue lashing his length, from base to tip, as her hand worked on his shaft eagerly; pumping his cock hard as she fellated him. Her lips were held tightly around his thick rod, sucking him deeply into her throat. The lodger moaned with pleasure, potentially lying there and allowing her greedy wet lips to do all the work.
‘Oh my god… he’s going to come!’
I heard him cry out for a moment and then he grunted; once, twice then three times; emptying his sweet salty load directly into her mouth. My mother moaned with satisfaction around his cock; I could imagine her holding her lips tightly together as she drank down every last drop of his precious jism.
The moment I touched my clit my own orgasm hit me.
I took the inflamed nub between my fingers and squeezed gently, knowing that it wouldn’t take much to finally set me off. I was right— I felt countless tiny explosions suddenly running through my body as my release took me.
I squeezed my thighs together, trapping my fingers within my wetness, and crossed my legs— trying to stop them buckling from underneath me.
Hearing movement from our lodgers bedroom, I quickly scurried across to my own bed and slipped beneath the covers, catching my breath while allowing normality to return to my body.
I don’t know how long I lay there staring up at the ceiling.
Long enough to hear my mother’s footsteps as she moved downstairs, gathering her things as she went, to finally close the front door behind her as she left for work.
I held my breath and listened. There wasn’t a sound coming from the other room.
But things were different.
I now knew that a seed had been sown in his head.
Would it be later today? A few days? A week perhaps…
It doesn’t matter.
Whenever he wants me, I’ll be ready…
I slipped my fingers down into my panties again.
Waiting, patiently…

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The Anniversary…

It was our anniversary. He told me he wanted me to wait for him in the window, making sure I dressed appropriately and put myself on display. I hadn’t done this before and I realised that I was getting the most peculiar glances from people as they passed, but I felt myself starting to feel incredibly horny and I soon grew damp with arousal and expectation. His car pulled up right outside the window and he got out, quickly followed by three other guys he’d brought home from his office. I shivered in delight as I watched him lead them up to the front door, a big smile on each of their faces. He told me that he’d bring home a surprise for me this evening, but I never thought that there would be three of them! I smiled to myself, having the feeling that I’d be remembering this particular anniversary party for a long long time…

I Hear Footsteps…

So is this finally my moment? I can hear at least two sets of footsteps coming up the stairs. Is he with them, or is he staying down there until they’ve started on me? I left him to sort the details out and I don’t really care which way he decides to do it, as long as I get royally fucked. He doesn’t know about the blindfold, but he doesn’t have to— that’s totally for me.

Patiently Waiting…

I felt lost to the sensations Leon was generating within me. He filled me completely; my slit was stretched to bursting. I was loving every moment of being fucked so perfectly. I knew that Sal and Doug were patiently waiting their turn, but my thoughts now were with Philip… sitting in the corner, tied to a chair, watching his wife getting fucked by these gorgeous men!