Waiting at home during her hotel hookup [true story]

A few years ago I (M42) had gone to bed early. A little after midnight I woke up and my wife (F32) was standing in the bedroom doorway. She told me "I want to have sex." I perked up thinking I was about to get lucky. Not so fast. She said "There's someone who wants me to meet them at a hotel." Turns out she had been texting with a guy (M30) who she had hooked up with a couple times two years earlier while I was traveling for work. Half dazed I said OK and she headed downtown.

Turns out this guy had rented a suite and was partying with some friends. When my wife got there, the two of them retreated to the bedroom, but there was a girl passed out on the bed. So they went into the bathroom. After making out a bit, she got down on her knees and sucked his cock, then she bent over the bathroom counter and he took her from behind. She said it was hot watching in the mirror, and he alternated between grabbing her tits and reaching around and playing with her clit while he fucked her. After they finished, he offered to walk her to her car, but she said she was good, and headed out the door while his friends who were playing cards cheered.

She got home a little after 4 am. The entire time she was gone I was lying awake in bed with a raging hard on knowing that another guy was with my wife, but I didn't get off because I wanted to fuck when she got back. But when she got home she said she was exhausted and needed to sleep. I didn't get to hear what happened until later that evening.

It's still one of my favorite things to get off too. I even looked up the hotel room online to see pictures of the suite, so I can picture in my mind what it looked like while she was fucking him.