The Hotel Ch. 01 - Sex Stories

The Hotel Ch. 01

... excited, but I was concerned about the why and where this would lead. It was a turn on to watch these women, but not with my wife involved. I just couldn't get my head around that idea. I mean, I couldn't for the life of me see anything coming from this, but it felt like something she needed to do.

I looked back at the girls, now all three of them together. Emily took in a breath before saying, "I dunno why, I just want to stand with them."

I noted that it had changed from 'talk to' and 'understand them' to 'stand with them'. I didn't know what that subtle change meant to her, but something in me said 'She wants to be seen and wanted'. Turning back to her, I told her, "I love you Emily and I always want you."

She turned to me and sighed, giving me a lovely smile that I returned. "I know and that's amazing." There was a 'but' there; I heard it and she knew it, but neither of us said it. I turned back to the women, who were now talking with two men.

My turn to sigh, "Christ love."

She let go of my hand. It was interesting to see the conversation between the two men and the women. One of the men even reached out and grabbed one of the girls' boobs. They were laughing and having fun. I was drawn into their conversation, I was playing it out in my mind. Really focused on all their body language and their faces. Then one of the women walked into the cheap hotel with both men following her. I expected one of the other women to follow as well but they didn't. Wow she ...

... was going to 'service' both of them.

BANG

The door behind me.

I turned to see an empty room. Emily was gone. Was she going down to them? Fuck. I ran to the door and swung it open. Looking down the hallway, there she was. Her hips swayed* as she took the last step to the lift, pressed the button and turned to face it. Now side profile, I instantly felt a level of insane jealousy surge up in me. My wife, that body... that fucking sexy woman was about to, show off to... I couldn't even finish the thought. My cock throbbed and grew, I was instantly aroused. Where had that come from? Why was I suddenly turned on? I wanted to run down the hallway and grab her by a tit, pulling her to my lips. I had to adjust my cock as it was growing at the wrong angle in my jeans. She turned her head to look towards me. Catching me moving my knob, she smirked and stepped into the lift. I knew I could still call out to her, to tell her not to do this, to plead with her to come back, but I didn't. Instead I stood there staring at the empty hallway as I just about heard the lift doors close.

At the same time, I heard the buzzing of my mobile phone. Shaking my head, I moved back into our room, closing the door behind me. It was Emily calling me and I answered, "Love come back please, don't do this." But she over-talked me, "I think you want me to do this really, Chris."

I answered her instantly, "No Emily, god, no com-," but she continued. I guess she had my volume turned down or muted ...