Confessions of a Hotwife - Sex Stories

Confessions of a Hotwife

... set up for Saturday at the Plaza," Mark explained.

I was excited about another evening of sharing and said, "I'm gonna dress like a sexy hotwife to give him a preview of what he's in for," I suggested.

"I like the sound of that," he said.

"Did you tell James about my plans for the cell phone?" I asked.

"Nope, I figured I'd let you surprise him with that," he answered.

I was filled with anticipation when I awoke Saturday morning. Tonight, I'd be with another man, someone besides my loving husband. We'd sneak off to the hotel room together, and for as long as I choose, I'd be his and his alone, to use me as he saw fit. I'd pleasure him with my sexy mouth, big soft tits, and slippery tight cunt. I felt sure he'd reward me with a load of thick creamy cum that I'd swallow and then fill me again as he pounded my wet slit. Yes, the anticipation was incredible, and I counted the minutes until I'd be with him.

As I was about to undress and shower, Mark came into our bedroom, "The room is booked," he remarked.

I smiled at him and said, "We'll need two key cards."

He gave me a thumbs-up and then turned and left me to begin preening my body for what I knew would be a special night.

I love using scented body wash, and tonight, I wanted a sensual aroma, so I chose a lovely lavender shower gel. It had been a few weeks, so I carefully trimmed my pubic hair into a sexy triangle just above my clit. I enjoy having a man's nose nestled in my pubic mound as he pleasures ...

... my slippery labia with his lips and tongue.

Finishing in the shower, I patted my body dry and returned to our bedroom. I had decided that tonight I'd try and give the appearance of a sumptuous, sexy woman, so I chose white for my lingerie, a sheer lace bra, and matching crotchless high-cut panties. I was already feeling sexy and added to that feeling by sliding a pair of white silk stockings up my legs that featured a dark seam running from my ankle up to the lacy white top hem.

Fortunately, I own a pair of five-inch white stilettos that have served as fuck me handles in the past, and I imagined both men would be grabbing them at some point that evening.

As I slipped the second shoe on, Mark entered the room. "WOW," he exclaimed, seeing how I'd look after James removed my clothing.

"You like?" I asked as I straightened up and showed off my sexy outfit.

"Like is putting it mildly," he answered.

I'm not one to go in for lots of jewelry, but tonight was unique. I dug through my drawer and found a gold ankle bracelet with a heart-shaped medallion engraved with "HW."

I wanted James to enjoy a preview, so I chose a sheer white button-up blouse, leaving only the top button open for now. As we got to know each other again, I could open a few more to allow him to gaze at my deep, soft cleavage. I thought about slacks but instead decided on a lovely long cream-colored peasant skirt that allows light to show through, silhouetting my sexy legs and those awesome dark ...