(this is where i switch from a true story to fiction. sorry for the delay)

I stood and pulled up my shorts, watching her walk away. Dumbstruck. Her husband was going to do what?I started heading towards my room when she turned one last time. "I'll be at the bar for happy hour tomorrow."

I slept good that night, completely spent from our time together. I woke, showered and got ready for work. My mind was somewhere else. I had expected yesterday to be a one night stand but somehow she wanted another round. I wasn't sure. It was the best sex I had up to that point, and I would have been more than ready to meet up again. Except her husband was now aware of what we did that night. What if he was pissed?

Work went by in a blur. I barely remember what I did that day. Luckily I managed to get finished without fucking anything up. I was dropped back at the hotel. The butterflies in my stomach were at work as I took a quick shower to get the day's sweat off of me. My cock was half erect in anticipation as I towelled off and dressed. I thought about going commando in case she wanted to steal some more underwear, but realized that would make my semi even more obvious.

Taking a deep breath to settle my nerves, I headed to the bar. It was about as dead as the night before, and scanning the room I didn't immediately see her. Maybe her husband didn't let her come? I sat at the bar in the same place I had yesterday. I ordered a shot and a beer, which I downed pretty quickly. My second round was being delivered when I heard a whisper in my ear. "I'm glad you came. My husband fucked me so hard last night as I told him about our time together."

"He wasn't pissed?"

"Oh, no. Quite the opposite. He could barely contain himself as he licked your cum out of my pussy. I came so hard on his mouth I'm sure he ate all of you out of me."

Wow. It seemed like this woman wasn't done expanding my horizons. So many new experiences in such a short amount of time. And I was a willing student. I couldn't wait to see where this was heading. We finished our drinks and she pulled me on the dance floor again. This time was different. She held me close, grinding on me in the middle of the empty dance floor. I was feeling relaxed after the drinks, and I just went with it.

Before long, she told me she was headed to the bathroom. I nodded and started headed to the bar to wait. "Don't you need to go too," she asked. I felt like everyone was watching as we headed to the back. She walked straight into the mens room and into one of the stalls. I followed, almost on autopilot. We closed the door and she sat in front of me, sliding my zipper and pulling my cock out. Precum was dripping again. She licked her lips and then swallowed me. She held me deep in her mouth as she swirrled her tongue around my shaft.

Pretty soon she was fucking me with her mouth, slurping and moaning as I slid between her lips. I could feel the pressure building and just as I was getting ready to cum she started playing with my balls through my shorts. The added sensation pushed me over the edge and I started filling her mouth with my seed. She continued sucking me until I was completely spent and soft again. "You really do taste so good. I could do that all night."

"Only if I can taste you all night too."

She reached a hand under her dress and pulled out two soaking fingers, which she placed in my mouth. I sucked them in and licked them clean, moaning with pleasure at her taste. "You make me so wet. You can lick me to your heart's content." She put my spent cock back in my shorts and zipped me up. We headed back towards the bar and I noticed an older gentleman sitting next to our seats. She walked over and kissed him, my cum still fresh in her mouth. "Hi, babe."

He seemed to devour her mouth, their tongues dancing as the kiss lingered. I looked him over as they kissed. He was probably a few years older than her. It looked like he worked in an office. He wore a button down shirt and slacks. He wasn't necessarily out of shape, but he definately didn't do much physical work. His hair was starting to grey and thin out. Today you would say he had a dadbod. My mind was racing. I could probably take him if he started swinging. I could definately outrun him if he had any surprise skills. I started to back away when she reached out and took my arm. "Relax, honey. This is my husband. He's a big fan of yours."

He ordered us another round and while the bartender was busy he just said, "Relax, kid. You were real good to my wife last night. So good that she wants you to come to our room tonight. We both thought a meeting in a public place after you were feeling relaxed would be best. Sorry for ambushing you like this. But I got so turned on by her telling me everything from last night that I wanted to watch you please her."

"I'm not into guys," I heard myself saying. It wasn't a no. And they were right. If they'd asked me to do this before that blowjob I'd have probably finished my drink and left. But here I was, sitting in a bar with a husband and wife asking me back to their room. "Me either," he said. "This is all for her. She's glad she followed you last night. And so am I."

I kept wondering if I could do this. Would I even get hard with someone else in the room? I mean, sure. Who hasn't fantasized about being in a porno? But I was about to to the wildest thing I'd ever done. And just like that, I realized I had made up my mind. I was going to go for it. I was going to fuck this man's wife in front of him. Who knew what else she would teach me before the night was over. I couldn't wait.

TBC