Irene's Story: Chapter 3 - Johan Takes Me To His Room - Sex Stories

Irene's Story: Chapter 3 - Johan Takes Me To His Room

The recap: My life was changing at a frightening pace. Thirty hours ago, I was a shy, prim and proper housewife. In all honesty, I was a bit on the prudish side. I had never had a multiple orgasm. In fact, I seldom achieved orgasm during sex with my husband. My manner of dress and demeanor were conservative, and my husband, Oscar, was the only man with whom I had been intimate. Well technically, the part about only having been intimate with my husband was still true, but that was likely to change tonight. My entire existence started to change when Oscar bought me a 'present' for his birthday. Oscar bought me a very revealing outfit, and requested that I wear it on our date to a dance club this very evening. Oscar had never encouraged me to dress provocatively before, so I was a bit taken aback by his request. But the real shock came when he told me that while we were on our date, he wanted me to dance with other men, and he wanted me to allow them to touch me and caress me on the dance floor while he watched. I am ashamed to admit this, but the thought of doing these wicked things excited me. And last night, Oscar fingered me to my first multiple orgasm while he talked to me about what other young, handsome men might do to me on the dance floor. My physical response to imagining this scenario shocked both Oscar and me. The fact that I had a series of orgasms while Oscar's fingers opened and punished my tight vagina as he talked about other men touching and pleasing me ...

... provided irrefutable evidence that the thought of bedding other men aroused me. Tonight, for his birthday, I allowed my husband to take me across town to the Hotel Vela. The Hotel Vela is also known as the 'W' Hotel by the locals because of the shape of the building. The hotel has a disco on the twentieth floor which is very popular with foreign travelers on holiday from other European countries or from the U.S. Oscar selected this venue because it was highly unlikely that we would encounter any of our friends or co-workers. We truly would have a level of anonymity at the 'W' Hotel. As Oscar requested, I wore my sheer blouse and the wrap-around skirt with no bra and no panties. I felt so wicked and bad. I was very aroused. When we arrived at the disco, Oscar sent me to sit by myself at the bar, dressed in the most provocative manner, while he sat at a table and watched with a keen interest. It did not take long. While nursing my second drink, I was approached by a very handsome young man who was young enough to be my son. He was charming and sexy. His confidence and swagger were almost irresistible. His engaging smile and flirtatious style 'sealed the deal', so to speak. Yes, I met Johan, a gorgeous Norwegian on holiday from Stavanger. Johan was tall, blond and blue-eyed, with a fantastic build. He was also in his early twenties, making him approximately twenty years younger than me. Johan fit every stereo-typical image of the type of youthful and virile stud for whom I could be ...