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Her new found freedom has a price

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It had been about three weeks since we last made love. Over the last year or so I guess my needs were waning it seems we were only intimate once or twice a month. This was a far cry from the raging hormones that had brought us together 15 years ago. Yesterday she said we need to have sex! I took a Viagra when I first got home so I would be ready.

I tried to play all the foreplay that she used to love. I rubbed her legs stroked he ample breasts and spoke of my desire for her. We kissed and cuddled on the couch and ultimately we wound up in bed early. After about ten minutes of me trying to work up a hard on, she grabbed my soft cock and began to coax it along. When I was fully erect we began to fuck. Several positions and twenty minutes later she hadn?t cum and neither had I so we just stopped.

The next day we met for lunch. She told me she just needs sex! She said that she really needs someone to want her, to be to be really turned on by her and just take her! She wants feel someone uncontrollably explode within her. We held hands as we paused a moment and then I said I want that for you too. The new found freedom was beginning with this conversation. She said that she doesn?t really want it with a stranger. I told her that she will just have to make a new friend. We finished our lunch and returned to our jobs.

I had to face the music. My wife of many years was still a head turner everywhere we go. She always dresses to impress men and has the assets to back it up. Her figure is a size 8 and she has a great body with full 38C?s. Her legs were firmer than ever due to her daily work out and she always looked great in a short black skirt or a form fitting work dress. I had to face the music that my shriveled up old cock just couldn?t do the job for her anymore. Viagra would usually help make it hard but nothing could make it cum. She needed someone who would make her vaginal muscles feel alive, pulse and quiver but it just wasn?t me anymore.

When I got home she was on SLS and was corresponding with a businessman in town for the night. We talked a few minutes more covering pretty much the same ground as we did at lunch and she decided she wanted to meet the guy. I told her to head upstairs to bathe, shave and get dolled up while I texted with her new friend and set up a plan for the evening. It wasn?t hard to lock in on a bar near his hotel where we would meet around 7:30 to 8 depending on how long it took my wife to get dolled up.

I headed upstairs to help her get ready. I applied a special cream to her breasts to make the nipples feel especially soft and supple. I applied some lotion to her back and but to make sure the glide of a guys hand over her skin a more heavenly experience. She asked my opinion on several outfits, jewelry, shoes which all looked great to me. Pretty soon I figured out that it was her opinion that counted, she needed to feel that the combinations were just right so that she felt flirty, sexy and fun for her date even with her husband in tow.

She had forgotten her phone so we used mine to text her new friend. In about 20 minutes he joined us at a high top table in one of our favorite bars. It happened to be across the street from his hotel. Quickly it became clear that she thought he was more than OK. She began casually touching his shoulder or arm as the conversation progressed. It was hot for me to watch. Even though I couldn?t fully see I was pretty sure his hand was on her thigh a few times. As the stories, laughter and flirting continued, he left no doubt as he reached across her nearest thigh to put his hand on the other thigh. I felt the inside of my boxers getting wet with pre-cum as the show got hotter between them. We each had a couple of rounds and split an appetizer.

It was getting late and I knew I had to be at work in the morning so I asked for the check. He made no effort to tab out so I picked it up. This is my first hint that maybe he is a jerk but the show was hot and I was glad to spend the fifty for it.

As we left the bar and we learned he had walked over, my wife asked if he wanted to ride with us. He said sure and she opened the back door and they both got in. With the doors closed the action began. He was all over her and I had a very hard time concentrating enough to cross the busy street to the parking garage of his hotel.

We stopped at the lobby bar for one more round for her, I had a diet soda and he had bourbon on the rocks. While we were sipping and talking he took a call as was gone 5 or 10 minutes. That was the second clue, it was probably his wife calling to tell him news of the kids. When he finally returned, my wife asked if we were tabbed out. I said in a clear voice I don?t have a tab here, I paid the last one! He grudgingly reached for the tab.

While he had been gone on the phone I asked my wife if she planned to go up to his room. She quickly said yes. I asked if she wanted me to come along, she paused and said he seemed like a really nice guy, professional and quite attractive. We left the lobby bar and headed to the elevator. The front desk manager and some other guests were around so I walked with them but let him be the male part of the couple, I was just tagging along.

As we waited for the elevator I noticed a nice sitting area with a TV. We rode up to the top floor and walked the long hallway to his room. All along the way I was watching a couple who couldn?t wait to get inside the room. They were almost like teenagers but more sensual.

Once inside she stopped in the bathroom to freshen up. I found a seat in the recliner by the window and he settled on the bed closest to the bathroom. When she came out they resumed kissing passionately. His hands worked her top off revealing her beautiful breasts. I wanted to unhook her bra but before I could even move he had released them and laid her back on the bed. His mouth was on one nipple and hand on the other. Her breasts never looked so happy as she moaned and sent him signals.

After a few minutes somehow they had changed positions and she was sitting on the end of the bed, he was standing facing her still kneading her breasts. I watched as she loosened his belt, unfastened his pants and soon they dropped to the floor. It seemed her mouth was about to take him in when I excused myself telling her I would be in the lobby bar. She doesn?t like it when I watch, she becomes so conscience of the angle of my view she can?t enjoy herself. As I left the room I asked him to text me when it is time to come back up as she forgot her phone. She shouted out ?I love you? as the door closed. I decided to snap a picture of his room number in case I forgot which room it was and he never texted. I also snapped a picture of the time on my wrist watch so I would be able to remember what time I had left her with him. It was 10:22.

When I got to the first floor, the lobby bar had closed. I started to leave to go to the parking garage and wait in the car but the sign said key card required for re-entry. I didn?t quite know what to do so I picked up a free newspaper at the front desk and found the sitting area at the base of the elevator.

I half watched TV, half read but was quite distracted thinking about my wife on the top floor. It had been almost an hour. I played with my phone, got caught up on e-mail, checked out some stuff on SLS when I noticed the front desk manager had apparently finished his shift and was approaching the elevator. I watched him out of the corner of my eye, hoping he wouldn?t start asking questions or ask me to leave.

I wondered if he had seen us all three in the lobby bar earlier. I tried to think of a reasonable explanation for why I was here waiting. Nothing I could think of would explain this away. I felt like a well dressed homeless guy loitering in the hotel to stay warm.

He didn?t push the button to call the elevator but instead put his take out food box down, loosened his tie and just stood there. I spoke to him trying to seem normal and casual and just make polite conversation. Instead of pushing the elevator call button, he sat down!

He didn?t say a word for the longest time, I tried to act normal. Then he asked me if I was a pimp? I said I had no idea what you are talking about. He said he had seen me in the bar earlier and I seemed pretty cozy with the hot lady. He asked again are you a pimp for the lady? Maybe I was sweating bullets or turning red but he saw right through whatever I answered. He said that he should call the cops? but he wouldn?t if I made it worth his while.

I didn?t have any cash left because the jerk had left the bar tab for me. So I decided the truth was my best bet. I explained that we were swingers and she is my hot-wife but he didn?t believe me. I stood up to walk away and he stopped me by grasping my arm and said you better come with me. He finally pressed the call button for the elevator.

It seemed like forever but we rode to the third floor, exited the elevator and walked down the hallway to the last room on the left. Once inside his room he took out his mobile phone and I just knew he was calling the cops. I said wait. Maybe we can work something out. Instead of dialing he led me to a chair and snapped my picture just sitting there looking afraid. I explained that I didn?t have any cash but I was sure my wife would be glad to help get me out of this jam. He didn?t say a word, he just stepped forward a little and began unfastening his belt. He reached down to where my hard nipples were clearly visible through my shirt and began to twirl his fingers around them. He said you know what to do?

Just then my phone lit up with a text from the jerk entertaining my wife. We?re though you can come get her now. That?s all it said? My heart was pounding and my fingers trembled as I took the front desk managers flaccid cock into my mouth. I felt it grow as I sucked and wrapped my tongue around his cock in my mouth and he moaned to let me know it felt good. I looked up at him and just as I did his phone snapped several quick pictures of my full face and his cock in my mouth. He said I have you now cock-sucker! I get off at this same time each Thursday and look forward to seeing you in the lobby at the bottom of the elevator unless you want these snapshots to just turn up somewhere.

Another text lit up my phone, the jerk who had just fucked my wife was growing impatient but the manager told me to finish what was started, then we will go meet your wife. I wonder if she is as good at this as you? She definitely looks like more fun than you. Soon after he tensed up and I could feel his load cumming. I stayed on him and took all of it swallowing until his knees became weak and he pulled back.

Soon he told me I could go but said he looked forward to next Thursday and that I should bring my wife.

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