A Holiday Romp for My Wife

My wife and I are on holiday at the moment, and have not had a lot of Internet access.  So I've been waiting a few days before writing this.  It happened at a small hotel we'd been staying at.  At the time, we were the only guests in the place so, basically, we had it to ourselves.

When we arrived at the hotel, the manager greeted us and checked us in.  He also checked out my wife at the same time!  He more or less ignored me, directing everything at her.  Naturally she loved it all, and flirted outrageously.  

As he showed us around the room, he managed to inject a bit of innuendo into virtually everything.  My wife's giggling didn't help.  When he stepped into the bathroom after my wife, he closed the door behind him, leaving me in the bedroom.  I heard her giggling, and then silence.  Then the door opened and they walked out.  He explained to me that there was a problem with the hot water tap, but he'd showed it to my wife.

After he'd left, my wife told me he'd run his hand up the back of her leg, and then claimed it was an accident.  She had then rubbed his cock, and told him it was on purpose.  She said his face was a scream.  We just stayed in our room that first night, having eaten before arriving.

The next morning, my wife had a shower, and then stepped onto the balcony wearing just a towel.  The manager was in the garden below her.  She waved and said good morning.  He smiled back, but didn't react at all.  My wife came back into the room and shrugged, figuring he wasn't interested.  We went out and played tourists for the day, returning to the hotel at about 5 for a rest before dinner.  We went to the guests' lounge and slumped into two big chairs and read for a bit.

A while later, the manager appeared and greeted us, offering to make us a drink.  My wife gestured with her finger for him to come over.  When he reached her chair, she slid his fly down and grabbed his cock, giving him a good squeeze.  His face broke into a big grin.  He looked quickly over at me.  I smiled and nodded.  My wife took his erection out of his trousers and started pulling on it, staring into his eyes as she did so.  

Without missing a beat she asked him why he had ignored her in the morning.  He said his wife had been just inside the door.  As my wife pulled on him, she asked where his wife was now.  He grinned and said she was out for a few hours.  My wife grinned back and stood up.  She threw her arms around his neck and they kissed, hot and long.  That always gets me very hot, watching my wife passionately kiss another man.  They put on quite a show for me, hands roaming over each other, pulling clothes, removing things.

Eventually my wife turned her back toward him, bent over the back of an armchair, and opened her legs wide for him.  She was wearing a knee length skirt, which he lifted over her back.  He pulled aside her panties and pushed his cock deep within her.  

He fucked her like a man who hadn't fucked for a long time.  He didn't take long before he was pumping his load into her.  My wife was not pleased at his speed.  She stood up and told him so.  

His cock popped out of her as she stood, and he apologized, saying he would make it up to her later.  He told us we should call the office at about 11, complaining about the hot water in the bathroom, and he would come and fix it.  He claimed it would take a long time.  My wife smiled a little, and said she might call.  She gave his cock a final squeeze before he put it away.

He did come to our room that night, and he did stay longer.  My wife is SUCH a slut! 


