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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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My name is Mrs B. I have been married to Mr B for 16 years and we have been together for 22 years.
We have a very open, honest and loving marriage. Recently, we have both started to explore our deepest fantasies and sexual desires.
A few weeks ago, I had to go to a conference with my work with an overnight stay at the hotel where it was being held.
I rarely get the opportunity to have a evening to myself, but I’m not one to turn down a gift horse in the mouth.
I will also be booking a few more nights away in a hotel after what happened a few weeks back.
The Hotel Bar
I had gone down to the hotel bar that evening as I wasn’t feeling spending the night alone in my room. Everyone from my company and the people who they met at the conference today had gone into town for a big session, they invited me of course but I just didn't feel like it tonight.
I had to keep it light tonight as it was my husband’s birthday party tomorrow would wipe me out on the social interactions scale.
I just wanted it to be chilled one and to get some release before the carnage of tomorrow night’s festivities.
I had sat there for 30 minutes, or had it been a hour when I spotted you. You had sat a few chairs down and you seemed to be alone too. I saw you out of the corner of my eye as you sat down and waited for the bartender. I could smell your aftershave and I took a few deep breaths through my nose. Omg that smell was so good.
You had your phone out, it looked like you were scrolling through social media and then sending emails. I could tell because you seemed to relax when you were just killing time and then you would focus and a look of seriousness would grip your facial features as you typed what I imagine were work emails.
So many people it seemed were here for work, some sort of training was going on in the other conference room of the hotel. I had a feeling you were there for that and later you confirmed it when we were exchanging polite conversation.
That conversation started because you caught me looking your way. I don't know what it was, there was something about your presence that was drawing me in. You caught me and I smiled somewhat embarrassingly. We looked over a few more times before you suddenly stood up and took the seat next to me.
"Hey, I'm Joshua" you had said as you sat down.
“Joshua Jackson!?” I replied, reading out loud your full name printed on a badge that was clipped onto your shirt in line with your nipple.
You smiled. “My friends call me JJ!….I figured we should talk since we both seem to keep looking over at each other and I thought I would take a chance." You smiled again and your eyes lit up as you did.
"Hi, I'm Mrs B. Pleased to meet you."
We shook hands.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to stare."
You had been so kind and laughed it off and made mention that you thought it was you who had been staring and then you asked if you could share a few drinks with me.
I was nervous but thought, why not. I’m away from my husband for a night and I wanted to talk to you, to find out who you were, why you were here. The bartender came over about that time and took our orders.
That's how the night started and now here we are several drinks in. Our chairs had gotten closer and closer and your leg was pressing along mine. At first it only just touched mine and then moved away. Like you were testing the boundaries and seeing where I stood. I didn't move away, I moved my leg a tiny bit closer to let you know it was ok. And now your leg is pressing along mine as we talk.
Our conversation started so light, who we are, why we were there, if we had ever been to this hotel or this town. After about an hour though it got deeper, and there had been soft flirting at first and now it was getting more real. We both admitted that we were in long term relationships. We had admitted that it felt wrong and naughty to meet with someone else apart from our partners to have some excitement and fun with. However, what happens on tour stays on tour! We both giggled at this statement and we both knew what we were meaning. We started admiring some of our fantasy's. You looked nervous like you don't do this normally. You don't go to bars and talk about what you like with random strangers but with me, it felt right, it felt safe. I felt the same way about you.
We talked about what we liked and how we had never had a chance to be with someone without any strings attached to just explore and let go and play. Explore the risky side of things. I had joked that I would have to play with myself tonight after this conversation. I cannot believe I said that out loud.
I noticed I was starting to squirm in my seat a bit. I was getting turned on. It had been a a long time since I had done anything with anyone and I had never been so open in a conversation like I was in this moment. Could you tell?
Your smile seemed to deepen and I saw your breathing get faster. I could still smell you, you were intoxicating to me. The bartender brought us another drink. Our conversation pauses and I look up after pulling my glass to me. My eyes lock onto yours and you move your hand so your fingers are running down my arm. You lean in closer and I feel like my heart is beating so loud you can hear it. I bite my lip and you lift my chin and press your lips onto mine.
Omg you taste amazing.
Your lips let go of mine and you grab your drink. It's almost like you are trying to get the nerve to say something or ask something.
"What?" I giggle as I try and draw you out.
You start to twirl the glass on the bar top. You look so nervous and it feels like forever before you say, "You had asked me what one of my ultimate fantasy's were and well... you know how I told you that one of the things that turns me on the most was watching. And well...." You pick up your glass and take a long drink till it's empty and then set the glass down and start to slowly twirl it again. "Well, I was wondering....have you ever done that before? I mean have you ever just played with yourself while someone watches?"
I am so nervous and so turned on, I shake my head. "Ummm I, no I haven't."
"Hmmmmm well, could you...what I mean is....would you... well would you ever want to?"
You seem so respectful and so kind but also so fucking hot asking me that.
"Ummmmmm, I have never thought about it till now. But ummm yeah, yeah I think I'd like that." I feel like my voice is just above a whisper right now.
You lean in and put your lips beside my ear and whisper, "Soooo I was wondering if you maybe would be interested in that tonight? I have a room here as you know and well I don't have anyone sharing it so we have the privacy."
My lace thong is drenched now thinking about it, realizing the proposal. Knowing it isn't something either of us had done. I pause as I consider what it means and I turn to you, while biting my lower lip I nod.
You place your hand on my waist and move it to the small of my back pulling me closer. "Let's go."
You stand up and take my hand. I follow and stand up as I adjust my skirt. Omg what am I doing, this is so not me but you make me feel so safe and so turned on.
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