We were in downtown Dallas in an upscale hotel with a downstairs bar, a beautiful outdoor pool, full room service, and all the other amenities one could expect at a place like this. It was just after 6 in the evening, my wife was in the shower with the bathroom door open, I was lounging on the bed admiring her blurry form through the fogged up glass of the shower door. My stomach was full of butterflies as I waited for her to get herself ready for her date later that night. She had been messaging a man nonstop that she had met online for the past couple of weeks. Everything about him was a mystery to me. She hadn’t shared a single detail about what he looked like, what he did, what he was like, nada. All I knew was that she would be meeting him downstairs at the bar tonight.
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“How are you feeling, babe?” she said as she exited the shower, towel wrapped around her body, her wet hair slicked back.
“Nervous! But I’m also feeling extremely horny. I cant believe this is happening tonight. How about you?
“Same as you. Nervous, but I’m feeling quite horny myself,” she said with a smirk as she began to look at herself in the mirror.
I watched her get ready for the next hour. I watched her blow dry and curl her hair, as she slipped on a black thong, as she applied makeup, as she slipped into the outfit she had picked for tonight. My heart was pounding in my chest as I watched her transform herself into an absolute knockout. Her black dress was low-cut, her breasts practically spilling out, the dress hugged her curvaceous body and was complimented perfectly by the red heels she was now wearing. Her makeup was stunning and her hair looked gorgeous. I couldn’t keep my eyes off her.
“I think I’m ready,” she said as she walked over to me and gave me a kiss.
“You’re an absolute smoke-show! Maybe you and I should go out tonight instead.”
“Nope. That wasn’t the deal,” she said with a huge smile on her face. “Are you ready for me to tie you to the chair in the corner of the room now?”
My breathing became shallow and my heart began to race. “Ok, lets do this,” I said. I was beyond nervous, but my cock was already throbbing.
“Ok, good! Now strip off all your clothes, babe. Then take a seat.”
I did as I was told, trembling as I pulled everything off and sat down in the corner of the room in the chair, it was oriented towards the bed. She bound me to the chair with bondage rope, expertly tied the knots, and before long I was completely unable to move. I couldn’t even touch my cock if I wanted to. I sat there fully erect and feeling a bit sheepish as she blindfolded me.
“Ok, all done! I’m off now to meet my date downstairs at the bar,” she said as she leaned down and gave me a little kiss on the cheek, which gave me an opportunity to get a whiff of her perfume. The scent of it only increased my desire for her.
I heard her footsteps walk to the dresser, she picked up her purse, walked towards the door, turned out the lights, opened the door and and closed it behind her. I was now completely alone with my thoughts as my wife was on her way to meet a man I knew nothing about to have a few drinks, and then bring him back up to the room if all went well. All I could do was wait.
My mind began to race and I could feel my cock pulsating. What would they talk about? What would she think of him? What did he look like? Would she be attracted to him? All these thoughts swirled around my mind with an intensity I almost found to be unbearable, being in the dark, unable to move, or able to do anything else but to sit and wait, and think. My stomach felt light and fluttery and occasionally twisted itself into knots. I couldn’t believe this was happening! I was extremely turned on and nervous all at once.
I had been sitting there for what had felt like eternity, I think I had even dozed off for a bit, no telling for how long. Time had seemed to grind to a halt. Then, suddenly, I heard the mechanical click of the door and the sound of the door swinging open. I heard footsteps and quiet whispering. Her was giggling and I could hear the squeak of the bed as they sat down. The scent of another man’s cologne reached me, then someone leaned over and I heard the click of the lamp next to the bed. Light came in through the edges of my blindfold. I blushed, knowing they could see me sitting there with my cock fully erect. I was doubly embarrassed that I was so turned on. What must be going through his mind to see me sitting there so aroused and turned on? The thought was humiliating but did nothing to soften my erection, it only made it harder.
I heard clothes being pulled off and tossed to the floor. My heart jumped into my throat. Another man was disrobing my wife right in front of me and she was clearly enjoying herself. I could hear them kissing and the occasional inaudible whisper, my mind furiously trying to piece together everything I heard into an image in my head. I heard their bodies lean back onto the bed. Was she on top of him kissing him? Or was he on top pinning her down? Either scenario was erotic and my cock continued to throb between my legs.
There was some shifting on the bed and I heard what only could be the sound of sucking followed by what was clearly my wife gagging on his cock, as she was wont to do whenever she sucked mine. She loved to take it as deep into her throat as she could, and now she was doing this to another man, I could hear him quietly moaning, clearly enjoying her mouth. I imagined her on her knees leaning forward and taking his penis into her mouth, perhaps she was even cupping his balls as she did so. This went on for several minutes until I heard more shifting from behind the darkness of my blindfold. A few seconds later I heard several loud slaps and my wife moaning in the dark. Was he spanking my wife? Then I heard her let out a loud gasp, and she said “Ohhhhh, yes! Push it in deeper.”
My heart was galloping in my chest. My wife was being fucked right in front of me and I couldn’t see any of it. I could hear the sounds of their moans, the bed squeaking under their bodies, the ever increasing speed of the thrusts as his body slapped against hers, or perhaps they were his balls slapping against her pussy. My cock felt like it was going to burst, if anyone had touched it I think I would have cum right then and there.
They were fucking hard and fast. A few times I thought I heard them switch positions, my mind furiously trying to visualize what was happening. Perhaps she was riding him now, maybe she was bouncing up and down on his hard cock. My wife was clearly enjoying herself, I don’t think I had ever heard her make so much noise before.
Suddenly, he cried out, “I’m cumming! Keep riding me don’t stop, don’t stop!”
“Ohhhh, yes, cum deep inside of me, baby. Yesss!”
I was almost hyperventilating. My cock was throbbing and I was straining against my bonds, desperate to touch myself. I needed to cum. This was too much, I was going crazy with the sounds and the smell of the sex going on right in front of me. I was completely helpless, I had to sit there and listen as they collapsed onto the bed. They were catching their breath. I heard some more kissing, a few whispers, my wife’s laugh.
I heard him get up off the bed, he rummaged around, it sounded as if he was getting dressed. My wife got up off the bed and met him at the door. I heard her tell him she had had a wonderful time. They kissed once more, then he let himself out, the door closed behind him.
“So, honey, did you enjoy yourself?” my wife said as she directed her attention towards me.
“Yes, yes I did. But I’m desperate to touch you. I’m desperate to cum, baby.”
“Hmm, I’m sure you are” she purred. She walked over to me and gave me a gentle kiss on the lips while her finger slid along the length of my cock. I shivered at the first touch my cock had felt all evening. “Would you like to finish in my pussy, babe? My pussy is already nice and wet for you. You won’t be the first to enjoy it tonight, but surely you wont mind, will you?”
“I’d love that,” I said as I strained against my bonds. I was desperate to be inside of her.
She turned around, placed her hands on the arms of the chair, and slowly lowered her dripping pussy towards my eager cock, I felt her pussy push against me, my cock slipped right inside of her. I gasped. She felt heavenly, warm and wet, I could feel myself already building towards orgasm. She began to bounce up and down on my cock and it wasn’t long before I cried out, shooting what must have been the biggest load of my life inside of her. My whole body shook, the chair rocking on its legs. I gasped for air. My wife laughed and turned around, took the blindfold from my eyes, and as my eyes focused I could see my wife’s beautiful face and disheveled hair. She was glowing biting her lip with a mischievous grin on her face, “What if he wants a second date, babe?”
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