My Husband and I have been in the Hotwife Lifestyle for over 10 years. But the way we go about it has certainly evolved quite a bit.  In the beginning, we would spend a lot of time vetting the guys we would meet. 3-way text chats, drinks, and see how it went, with condoms. Over time, I became more turned on by the idea of my Husband choosing the men and I would only see a pic or two. Eventually I got my first taste of Hotwife Bareback sex and couldn’t go back. So we dropped condoms in favor of asking for test results.

After that I preferred he choose and I would be totally surprised and obligated to fuck, which was a major turn on and new step.  The next step was we dropped even asking for test results.  I didn’t know if it could go even further but I was wrong.  I found myself role playing with my Husband that I was a high end escort.  We would fantasize about that being the case before I would meet a guy.  This fantasy was making me wetter and wetter each time we discussed it.  In time, I really wanted to try it for real but with a twist: Everything would be Free.

We didn’t quite know how to make this a reality but our thought was to dip our toes into an environment close enough and see what would happen.  We set a night aside and I got ready.  I teased out my hair, put on eyeshadow a little thicker than usual, lipstick a little deeper than usual, and wore a red one shoulder dress that was totally inappropriate for general public appearance. 

It barely covered my Full Bush when I sat down and hugged my thighs.  My breasts looked fantastic and I certainly nailed the appearance of a “professional” woman. I topped it off with a pair a studded stilettos and a very sexy short black Fox Fur Coat. It was very obvious I wasn’t attending a business dinner. I had on plenty of perfume and was ready to roll.

We decided to go to a very high end expensive hotel. The plan was that I would sit at the lobby bar and wait patiently while enjoying a drink.  My Husband would be also there but as far away as possible in the same room to observe.

I was getting plenty of looks.  Most of them negative from other women but I could tell their men were secretly turned on and trying not to make eye contact (but failing).  Eventually a very attractive business man showed up and sat on my side of the bar. 

He was in his late 50s, silver hair but very handsome and stately. Tall, and in obviously still very good shape. He ordered a martini and we sat there quietly at first.  He eventually asked me if he could buy my next drink and I agreed. We were off to the races at this point.  We talked for a bit. He didn’t ask what I did for a living. 

About 15 minutes into a flirty conversation and after several compliments, I suggested that he slide over closer to me.  We brushed arms, and I gently took his hand and slid it over on to my upper thigh. My dress was so short sitting down that if not for the fur coat my hairy gash would be fully exposed.  It didn’t take his fingers long to find the dampness of my hairy slit and he was in no hurry to move them.  He smiled and said “mmm natural, a throwback”. He continued to nestle his fingers in my girl-forest while we whispered in conversation.

He said he couldn’t help but notice my wedding ring.  I told him that what my Husband doesn’t know won’t hurt him and that in this economy, everyone can benefit from a side hustle. I was very careful about my wording.  I could tell he was very turned on at this point and he asked me “how much for your time”. I told him that I don’t take money for my time (again very careful with my wording) but that we could see how the evening went in private and I wouldn’t prevent him from leaving a gift or donation in the room.

He said that sound like a reasonable plan, and at that point I was ready to Cum just on his finger I was so excited.  We paid the tab, and headed towards his room.  I texted my Husband the room number and told him we are going to fulfil the fantasy and to not wait up. 

When we got to the room, there wasn't much small talk.  I went into the bathroom, and removed my dress.  I can back out in a see-through bralette and crotchless panties and showed my entire thick 70's triangle.  As I was coming out of the bathroom, I saw him placing some money on the desk but didn't see how much.  It didn't matter, since I was so dizzy with wetness I needed a man inside of me.  I told him to sit in the chair, and I got on all fours and crawled over to him.  I kissed my way up his neck and whispered in his ear "Can I be Your Whore Tonight"?  Before long, I had his cloths off, and  very slowly stroked his ridged hard cock.  I gave it little kisses, before lowering my mouth on to it. 

I could tell he was a gentle lover and not into rough stuff, so I spend a long time slowly lowering my head back and forth on his cock. He was throwing his head back and moaning.  I didn't want him to Cum just yet so we moved to the bed.  He laid me down and back to kiss my breast and lightly suck on them, his fingers buried  into me. 

I let him kiss my soaking wet pussy for a bit, but it was aching to feel his hardness, and I gestured his body up on to mine.  We never discussed condom usage.  His cock was purple-hard at this point and snaking it's way through my opulent dense thick pussy hair.  I guided his dick into me and he began to slowly pump away.  It felt amazing.  I could tell that he wasn't going to last long, and it was at this point I made the decision this would have to go multiple rounds because I was having too much fun. 

We kissed and made slow love missionary for a bit, then I suggested he bend me over.  I was on my hands and knees and he got behind me doggie style.  He begain to fuck me harder and faster with more gusto.  I knew he was reaching the point of no return, and told him I wanted to feel him fill me.  He began to exert breathy grunts, and I went into total orgasm.  Not long after he bellowed deep and I could feel him shooting a massive wad of steaming hot cum into my greedy Hotwife hole.  He asked me if I would consider staying longer, and I agreed. 

We fucked 3 more times, each round ending with him spewing a giant load of Cum in my pussy.  After the last round, he fell asleep.  And it was at that point I did the sexiest thing of all:  I got up, quietly got dressed, and didn't even look at the monetary consideration he had placed on the desk.  I simply left.  

I felt like a true Whore in the purest sense, and had never been more turned on.  I quickly got home to my Husband, and explained what happened. He listed intently, and was flush red, but not with anger, but rather passion.  He bent me over, pulled down my cum soaked panties and plunged his concrete hard cock into me and added more sperm to my already defiled pussy. And this wouldn't be the last time we tried this type of fun.