Chapter 6 -

We checked in the hotel around 4pm and decided to make it downstairs for happy hour and dinner. After my shower, Becky took control of the bathroom.

I was surfing some porn, watching what 'married threesome' searches might pop up, always looking for any girls that reminded me of my wife. Luckily I didn't find one before she was ready to go. 

Becky was all dolled up! She dressed up sexy that night, wearing dressy shorts barely past her ass, high strappy heels, and a silky, sleeveless top that she unbuttoned lower than usual. Her lacy bra was easily seen through the sleeveless arms and the low cut front.

She never dresses this sexy and revealing in public. She also had more jewelry than usual. Necklaces that dipped down almost between her boobs, a bunch of bracelets, even a little ankle bracelet. 

My first thought was 'fuck it, let's order room service and get naked!', but I knew better. She was dressed and ready and we love going out have fun together. 

The bar was crowded, so we grabbed a bar table just behind all the bar stools. No waitress came over for a while, so I headed to the bar to get a round of drinks. I told her to be careful of guys hitting on her. 

"Don't worry, no one is hitting on this girl," she replied. I wondered if she still thought of herself as that innocent high school girl who no one thought was sexy, or she was just being modest. She didn't seem to notice almost every guy in the room checking her out when we walked in.

It was taking a long time to get drinks at the bar. Before I ordered one guy had already approached her. She dismissed him quickly saying she was married, pointing me out. 

'See, I told you so,' I texted her. 

'Just a fluke,' she replied.

'You think so? Just wait... and have some fun with the next guy, it's taking forever to get drinks!' I sent. We like to play over text, especially when things turn sexual, etc.

'There won't be a next one,' she texted back, but before it even arrived on my phone, another guy was at her table. I finally got our drinks but decided to wait at the bar and watch this guy hitting on Becky. 

She was definitely flirting, flashing big smiles and laughing at whatever he was saying. It didn't last long though, as she again pointed out her husband at the bar. 

"How did that go?" I asked bringing our drinks to the table. 

"Oh, it was... whatever," she said giving my arm a light slap. She was actually embarrassed! Wow, he really had her going I guess.

"Did that make you wet babe?" I joked with her. She just looked down at the table.

"Maybe a little," she admitted shyly. "I'm sorry! I don't get hit on very often, ya know?"

"Hey, it's ok babe. It's totally natural. Some hot guy flirts with you... who wouldn't like that? And as hot you look tonight, you'd get hit on a LOT more if I wasn't sitting here with you!"

"I feel bad I got excited though. It doesn't bug you?" she asked.

"It's totally fine honey! If some hot girl flirted with me... it might get my juices flowing. It's just natural. We're still us sweetheart." She seemed relieved, smiling, and rubbing her leg against mine. "You were really turned on though, huh?" I joked with her to keep the mood light.

"Oh, shut up about it," she joked back, even more embarrassed. We downed our drinks quickly. 

"I'll get another round, then we can get some food. Let's see who hits on you this time... I kinda like you all worked up," I said jokingly, but actually meant it completely.

'"Oh please, it won't happen again," she said, but unconvincingly. 

"Sure it won't babe," I said sarcastically, "don't tell them your husband is with you this time though. Just tell him you're married and here on business. Have some fun with it." I winked and went off to the bar.

Sure enough, another guy approached her. This guy was a stud. I'm a good looking guy and can hold my own, but he was in a different league, taller and better build than me. He was around his mid-30s.

My heart was racing. Our drinks were taking some time, so I sent her a text.

'Tell him you're here alone, but your husband will be texting and you might have to reply sometimes.' I sent to her. I could really feel my heartbeats, and my cock was starting to swell. 

'Ok.' she replied. I let them get through introductions and they were chatting. 

'How's it goin?' I sent back with a smiley face' I sent.

'Fine I guess. Where's my drink?' she replied on her phone.

'Don't worry, he'll buy you one. Just watch. Heehee' I texted back. Sure enough, he waved down a waitress and ordered them drinks. I sent her a wink emoji.

'Smartass' she replied.

I was only about ten barstools down, now sipping on both of our drinks as I watched. This was getting really exciting. I had to make sure I didn't just stare at them, but I was watching as closely as I could. 

'He's kind of a stud honey. Well done!' I texted her.

'Bite me,' she sent with another cute emoji.

'Go ahead and flirt, this is kind of fun' I encouraged her through another text. I was actually very tense watching them though and was working on my second drink at the bar. 

My sweet innocent wife, who had never even kissed another guy except me, was now the sexiest woman at the bar getting hit on by a random guy. I would have never imagined a year ago we would be doing this kind of thing. And having fun! 

I noticed him touching her arm, then her patting his arm back, but not removing it right away. At one point he put his arm around her shoulder and slid it down her back, then stopped his arm on her leg. She didn't stop him.

In a hotel bar, letting a guy touch you like that is basically saying 'come fuck me'. I'm not sure she really understood that though. 

Becky was giving him very sexy looks too. She was at a bar table sitting in a barstool, while he was standing right alongside her. There was a lot of body contact. She shifted around so her leg was touching him.

'Wow, I bet he thinks he's gonna fuck her tonight,' I thought to myself. Then I wondered if that might really happen! My heartbeat and that weird feeling in my belly were increasing.

She finally sent me another text.

'I'm going to the bathroom. He's holding my table. Didn't want you to think I'm sneaking away, LOL!' her text read. I guess she wanted to keep flirting with this guy and for me to stay at the bar. 

As she walked to the restroom, every guy at the bar was eyeing her. The mystery guy at our table stared at her ass the entire time, like the cat that ate the canary.

When she came back in, she walked right past where I was standing and slipped something in my sport coat pocket and kept walking. I reached in my pocket and found her bra! She took her bra off in the bathroom! Holy crap, this was not my little good two shoes wife anymore!

I could clearly see her nipples through her sleeveless silk shirt, and so could everyone else in the bar. She looked so sexy (and a little slutty) I could barely stand it.

She bent over to hang her purse on the hook under the bar table, but it was very obvious that she was taking a long time to find the hook, flashing her boobs at him. I could see him staring right down her shirt. I could even see her cleavage from ten barstools away, so he probably had a great view of her tits and nipples! 

They talked and flirted and had drinks for another 10-15 minutes or so. It felt like an eternity. I had downed both the drinks I ordered and had two more sitting in front of me. I'm not sure why I was ordering two at a time. I guess expecting to go back to our table at some point, but now I wasn't sure would happen!

They were getting closer and whispering in each other's ear. I think he even kissed her neck once. I could only see one of her hands, the other hand was under the table touching him. She finally grabbed her phone. 

'He invited up to his room for another drink,' She finally texted me. There no emojis or other way for me to tell if she was actually going to go or not. My heart was now pounding in my chest. I wanted to play it cool and let her have some fun though. 

'Ok, should I wait here or in the room?' I sent with a wink emoji, but with a lump in my throat.

'Haha, smartass. Are you ever coming back?' she sent. 

'Whew!' I thought to myself. I really wasn't sure where this was going, but I knew I wasn't ready for Becky to go fuck some guy in his room. If I let her fuck another guy, I'll sure as hell be there watching, both to protect her and enjoy the show! 

'Ok, send him away, I want my wife back,' I replied. He held her hand for a long time saying goodbye. I could tell he didn't want to leave and who would blame him with all the signals Becky was sending him. 

After he left I walked up to our table with two tequila shots and limes. I pretended to hit on her and almost every guy at the bar was checking it out, probably wondering what the hell was going on with this chick. We played it up a bit, slamming the shots, kissing at the table, then leaving the bar.

When we got to the elevator, it was game on! We were kissing so hard I thought we'd break each other's teeth. I was trying to squeeze in some sexy talk along the way.

"Wow babe, you were on fire tonight! What all were y'all doing over there"

"Just flirting babe.... it was nothing. Take me back and fuck me!"

"OH, I am! But I want to hear how horny he made you. Did you like showing him your perfect boobs?"

She kinda giggled, "yea, that was fun" as we opened the hotel room door, slamming it against the wall. 

"So, were you thinking about fucking him? I mean, I know you wouldn't... but were you thinking about it?" I wanted to give her full reign to admit her desires.

Our clothes were coming off fast. I had her up against the wall sucking hard on her nipples. She paused before answering, not sure how to admit her desires.

"Yes... yes I guess I did want to. But you know I'd never," she started, but I cut her off.

"Oh, I know babe. It's ok, I just want to hear how turned on you were. What you wanted to do," I encouraged her to open up. 

"Ok. I wanted to kiss him at the table. I wanted to kiss him pretty bad," she started, "I wanted him to take me. To do whatever he wanted to me."

"To take you back to his room?", I said to her, "what would you do back in his room babe?"

"I would feel his cock. I want to feel it. To know how big it is. I want to suck his cock," she said all very breathy and excited. I didn't expect to hear that so bluntly, but I was the one asking. And it was a huge turn on to hear her say it!

"You wanted his hard cock in your mouth?" I asked. Her shorts and my pants were the only clothes still on. I reached my hand inside her shorts and panties to find the wettest pussy I've ever felt! "Oh fuck, you're so wet babe. You did want to suck his cock didn't you?"

"Yes, yes I did. Is that ok?" she asked still breathing hard 

"Yea baby, it's totally ok. Show me what you would have done to him," and I stopped touching her and sat on the bed in front of her.

She had that cold stone look on her face, with her eyes wide and lips partially open. It's the same look she used to get when my cock would accidentally slip inside her before we were married. The look that means she not in control anymore and whatever happens, just happens. I loved this look!! 

She dropped down to her knees between my legs and ran her hands up my thighs. "What's his name?" I asked.

"Derek," she said quietly. 

"Show Derek how much you wanted him Becky," I demanded. "Derek.... say it to Derek." Her hands went straight to unbutton my pants.

"I want to suck your cock now Derek," she said aloud as she methodically slid my pants and boxers down my legs.

As soon as my pants were off, her tongue went to my balls and she licked them all over. It was different than what she usually does to me. She was really in the moment, pretending I was Derek. She actually sucked each ball into mouth and slurped on them, something else she doesn't usually do.

When she made her way up my shaft I heard Becky whisper, "oh, I want your cock so bad." When she started sucking me, it was slow and deep with a LOT of pressure from her mouth. It was so different than her normal blowjob!

I stood her up and made her mount me while I was still sitting on the bed. Her legs wrapped around my back and my cock slid quickly into her wet pussy. She was as wet as I had ever felt her!

We fucked like crazy, her calling me Derek the whole time. She had an orgasm from us fucking in the first minute and I hadn't even licked her pussy first! It's the first time I ever fucked her to orgasm without making her cum first. 

Hearing Becky say "fuck me Derek... fuck my pussy all night!", I knew I wasn't going to last long. I came hard inside of her with her whispering, "cum in my pussy." 

We laid there for a bit and I had an idea. It was time to use some of the things I brought at the sex shop. 

I checked the clock and sat up. "Ok babe, hop in the shower," I kind of ordered.

"What? Why a shower?" she questioned. I could tell by her voice I caught her off guard 

"Just hop in and wash off. You don't have to wash your hair, in fact, don't. Just your body. Take your time though, take a nice long, hot shower." I sounded like I knew exactly what I was doing, but I was making it up as I went. My heart was racing.

As soon as she got in, I grabbed silk ropes and blindfold out of my suitcase. I grabbed my phone and started recording my voice, taking long pauses, trying to imagine the next steps. I found Pandora on the hotel TV, I needed loud music to pull this off. I asked Siri to text Becky "hello" in 10 minutes. I was improvising how this was going to work, but here's how it played out.

Becky came in out of the shower in a towel. I walked over to her, taking the towel and drying her off, getting her pussy and ass especially dry. "Hmm, what are you up to?" she asked.

I laid her on her belly on the bed, but toward the foot of the bed. I pulled back the pillows revealing the silk ropes already tied to the headboard.

"Oh, wow... " she mumbled while I tied her hands to each rope. "What are you going to do to me?" she questioned in a sexy, submissive tone. I made sure she noticed me checking the clock, then blindfolded her. "Well, this is new. I like this," she said quietly. I could tell her heart rate was increasing. 

"Get on your knees, you know much you like it doggie style." She did as she was told. It had been 10 minutes. We heard her phone receive a new text message, the one I set up 10 minutes before. 

"Who's that?" she questioned, wondering who would text me this late. 

I acted like it was my phone and picked it up whispering to myself, but out loud so she could hear me, "perfect timing". 

I leaned into her ear, "You're going to like this. Enjoy every second of it honey. I love you."

I walked to the door and opened and shut it as if letting someone in the room.

"Beautiful, isn't she?" I said out loud as if I was talking to someone else. "I did warm her up a little... but now she all yours." I made sure I walked around between the beds as I said those words so she could hear that I was no longer behind her.

The next part was tough to pull off. I flung the comforter back and sat on the bed next to hers, trying to make as much noise possible sitting on a bed. I had to make it obvious someone was getting on the bed next to hers. As I sat on the bed, I quickly rolled all the way through the bed and off the other side. I tiptoed back around the bed.

If this worked, she would think there is a person on the bed next to her, and perhaps another person in the room as well.

She looked over at the bed next to hers when she heard me lay down. "Is there someone in here Ben?" she said with a little disbelief. I could see and hear her demeanor changing though. She was getting turned on at the idea. 

I turned up the music a little hoping it would help cover my tracks.

She looked over again at the other bed. Her breathing was suddenly very heavy, she was biting her lip, not sure what was going on.

'Could there really be someone else here while I'm tied up and naked on the bed? Is Ben just playing with me? What is about to happen?' thoughts ran through Becky's mind.

I needed to touch her in ways I usually didn't touch her. She was still on her hands and knees. I knew I had to start with her perky little boobs because of the recording I made earlier. The first touch Becky felt was when I lightly ran my fingers (or in her mind, someone lightly ran their fingers) from the outside of her boob all the way to nipple.

She gasped hard when she felt the touch, not knowing if it was someone else. 'Wow, this is actually working!' I thought. 

I continued to play with her boobs. I flicked her nipple and pinched just the tip, still trying to make sure it was different than how I usually do it. 

I stopped touching for just long enough to quietly set my phone on the bed next to hers and hit play on the recording I made while she was in the shower.

"You wanted to flash those beautiful boobs in the bar. But this is what you really wanted him to do, isn't it?" my voice said clearly coming from the bed next to hers, NOT from behind her.

Becky's head glanced over the bed where she heard my voice, then looked behind her. The blindfold kept her from seeing anything though.

"Oh my god," she paused for a long time. "Is that him? Is that Derek?" she said, still unsure of what was happening.

I tried to muffle a positive response, "uh-huh" in a deep whisper, but quieter than the music from the TV, 

Then I starting massaging and playing with her nipples harder, hoping she couldn't recognize her husband's exact touch. "Oh, oh yeah," she muttered.

I lightly traced my fingertips down her back toward her ass. Then I aggressively spread her ass cheeks trying to use more strength than normal since he was a bigger guy than me. I smacked one of her ass cheeks firmly making a loud slapping sound. 

"Oh fuck!" she exclaimed. I think she was fully buying it now.

"Fuck her good. She needs a good fuck!" my voice rang out from my phone on the next bed.

All through college when she was trying to maintain her virginity, we both used to say how much she needed a 'good fuck'. It was our little saying, so I knew it would turn her on to say it now.

She bent over pushing her hips and pussy in the air even more. She was offering her pussy up to 'Derek'! Wow, I never thought I'd see Becky like this.

I took my finger and put a large amount of saliva on it and rubbed it along her asshole first, massaging it in, teasing her. She reacted with moans and groans.

Then I got on my knees behind her and roughly licked her pussy from her clit, upward toward her hole. (I usually start with very light licks of her pussy) I spread her pussy lips wide and circled my tongue at the entrance of her wet pussy, still trying to make it a different sensation than the way I usually lick her.

I think was doing a good job pretending to be another guy and it was super hot for both of us. I licked her clit a little too, trying to determine if she wanted to cum from her clit or just get fucked by 'Derek'. 

"Yes, yes... lick my pussy Derek!", she said out loud. Well, that answered my question. I started to lick and suck on her clit with my tongue. She came way faster than usual, screaming loud, "aahhhh!" 

It was better that she had a clit orgasm first, then her pussy would be very sensitive and she might not be able to tell it's my cock.

After she came, I pulled my cock out and stroked it hard and fast a few times. I needed it to feel as big as possible. I pushed the skin down toward my well-trimmed pubic hair, trying to give me as much length as possible.

I slapped her pussy with my cock, making her shudder each time. Then, in one full motion, I shoved my cock all the way in her! She yelled loud enough to wake the people in the next room!

"Ohhhh... YEESSSS!"

I left my cock all the way for a little bit, pushing my pelvis against her ass. Then I grabbed her hips and started ramming her hard, only pulling my cock out of her pussy an inch or two instead of all the way. 

Her first orgasm hit in less than thirty seconds of fucking her like this! She screamed again, much louder than she ever does at home! 

The orgasm kept going and going. I kept fucking her hard as long as I heard the loud screams. 

Once she came back down to earth, I flipped her over on her back and aggressively pulled her hips to the foot of the bed. She looked SO sexy on her back with her hand above her head and blindfolded. She was there to be fucked anyway 'Derek' wanted. She was a slut for him. 

Still trying to make it feel different than me, I pinned her knees and thighs close together, then pushed them again her chest. The only thing I could see was her wet labia between her thighs.

I slid back into her pussy like this. The only body contact we had were my hands behind her knees pushing her legs against her chest, and my cock pounding her pussy. I fucked her like this for a few minutes and was close to cumming.

My voice rang out again from the bed next to hers, "oh yea, fuck her hard." The timing could not have been better! 

This sent her over the edge and she started to cum again "Oh Derek... fuck me! I'm cumming on your cock! Don't stop!" she screamed.

'Oh shit!' I thought, 'do I pull out or come inside her?' I hadn't thought that far yet.

But with her screams of ecstasy, I suddenly exploded inside her pussy! She could sense 'Derek's' orgasm, breathlessly saying, "yes, yes." It was amazing for both of us.

As we calmed down, I realized I hadn't decided if I was planning to ever tell her it was me or not? I hadn't planned that far ahead.

'Would she like me setting her up? Or be pissed I fooled her? Do I actually want her thinking I would let another guy fuck her?' thoughts racing through my brain. I don't think I ever would let someone actually fuck her. Not yet at least. 

I had to figure that out later. Right now, I had to get 'Derek' out of the room. 

I pulled out of her and muffled, "ahhh... amazing" in a lower voice.

I went to the bathroom to wash up. I had to get all of her pussy juices off of me. Then I opened and closed the door again. 'Derek' was gone.

I again tiptoed back around the other bed, rolling quickly through it as if I was getting off the bed for the first time.

I eased on the bed beside her, untieing her hands and pulling her blindfold off. She threw her arms around me and held her body against mine. She seemed a little scared and a little embarrassed maybe, thinking she just doubled the number of men she'd had sex with. I held her tight for a long time.

She went to the bathroom then crawled into bed, quickly back into my arms for comfort.

She looked up at me with a slightly scared look, "so, did Derek just fuck me?" she barely got the words out in a whisper. I looked down making eye contact and smiled at her.

"Maybe", I said with an even bigger smile, then giving her a wink to let her know it was ok if it was him and ok if it wasn't. She smiled back and the tension was gone.

"Oh babe, are you horny? Or, did you... ", she asked not knowing to ask if just fucked her or if maybe I was masturbating on the other bed. 

"It's ok babe, I'm good," not letting her know if I was the one fucking her or if I just took care of myself watching her get fucked. We drifted off to sleep.