The hotel room door clicked shut as our guest went on his way, slipping out in the dead of night to make his way home. So that was that… it had now happened. After so long just talking about it, my wife had finally plucked up the courage to approach a stranger to share our bed, after she caught sight of him from across the hotel lounge bar.
But I was a bit puzzled. What exactly had been so different about him rather than the other guys who had come onto her while we were on holiday? Why hadn’t she picked up one of them? Maybe she noticed something in his pants that had attracted her from the outset? It made no difference. I don’t think he hesitated a moment, and almost leapt off his seat after she had put the proposition to him. He’s obviously a local; tall and tanned, darkly attractive. Maybe he’s done this before… but we’ll not see him again to ask him the question. You know, I don’t think he even told us his name.
“How are you honey?” I asked quietly, stepping out onto the verandah to see her lying back on the seat, hot with sweat and smelling of sex.
“I know we didn’t plan for this tonight,” she answered, “…but I just couldn’t help it, baby. To be honest, once we’d started, I didn’t want it to stop. I’ve never been filled or fucked so completely before!”
A slight sting of jealously appeared for a moment, and then almost as quickly was gone. I looked down at my wife as she reached out for my hardening cock, taking it between her fingers and squeezing it hard as I watched her pussy seeping with his juices in front of me. A serene smile slowly appeared across her face.
“You realise this will now change everything for us?” she said softly.
I nodded, and suddenly I realised that it was true. I could see from the look in her eyes that our lives would never be quite the same again.
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