An exhibitionist wife – The wedding guest

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An exhibitionist wife – The wedding guestMrs O and I were away for a midweek break in a small hotel on the coast. The hotel was very quiet which was hardly surprising considering the time of year and we had made the most of being the only guests on our floor the night before by having sex in the corridor outside our room and had planned to do the same again the next night.We spent the day touring the shops and Mrs O picked up some really sexy lingerie, a pink lace matching bra and panties with suspender belt and black fishnet stockings all of which she planned to wear that night. I watched her get dressed that evening and couldn’t help picturing her slowly taking it all off as she walked up and down the corridor as she had promised to do later that night.We went out to eat and tried a couple of local bars before heading back to the hotel for a final drink before heading upstairs. I bought a couple of drinks and went to the table where Mrs O was sat, noticing that we were the only customers. I pointed this out to Mrs O and we decided to start the proceedings right there and then so i put my hand on her thigh and inched the hem of her skirt up until i could touch her pussy through her panties. She parted her thighs to give me better access and i managed to slip a finger inside her panties and into her pussy which was already very wet. The Woman behind the bar seemed oblivious to all of this and sat there watching the TV as i continued to finger fuck my wife. Mrs O was trying to get my cock out of my trousers when suddenly the door opened and in walked a very smartly dressed guy wearing a suit complete with carnation pinned to his lapel. We quickly made ourselves decent as he bought himself a drink and sat smack bang opposite us. His eyes seemed immediately drawn to Mrs O’s legs whose skirt bahis firmaları was still partially hitched up and showing her stocking tops. She quickly rearranged herself and looked at me giggling like a schoolgirl. This seemed to have grabbed the guys attention and Mrs O being Mrs O opened her knees giving him a good view of her crotch. The guy pretended not to look but it was obvious he stealing a glance every chance he got.I needed to go to the mens room so i gave her some money to get a couple more drinks in as the bar was about to close and left the room. On the way back I saw Mrs O standing at the guys table talking. I sat down and she came back and told me that the guy had stopped her to tell her that he could see up her skirt. She said that she had pretended she didn’t know and thanked him before bursting into a fit of the giggles. The guy looked over and said “I thought i was doing you a favour!” before i told him that he was meant to see. With that he picked up his drink and came over and sat at out table. I explained that Mrs O loved showing off and told him that he would have seen a lot more if the bar hadn’t been closing but he didn’t ask any questions so i never pushed it. His name was Peter and he was in his early 60s and had been divorced for five years. despite his age he looked quite fit with short grey hair and a young looking face.He had been to a friends wedding and had sat on his own most of the night among a load of couples and had decided to leave early. After a short while he asked what i had meant when i said he would have seen more so i told him what might have happened had the bar stayed open. He couldn’t quite believe that i would allow my wife to show herself off like that but seemed really disappointed that he hadn’t left the wedding earlier. He finished casino oyna his drink and then lifted a bottle of champagne that he had pilfered from the wedding and wished us good night. Just as he was leaving Mrs O called him back and said “If you’re willing to share the champagne i might carry on showing”He looked at me and i shrugged and said “Your call?” He looked at Mrs O and nodded and with that Mrs O gave him our room number and told him to knock in ten minutes. As we made our way back to the room i asked her if she was sure about this and she just smiled and said “100%, let me lead”.When we got back she went into the bathroom and freshened her make up returning just as Peter knocked. Peter came in and Mrs O led us all to the end of the room where there was an armchair and a small two seater settee arranged around a low coffee table. Peter popped the cork on the bottle and poured three glasses and we all sat down, Peter and I on the settee and Mrs O in the armchair. She took a sip of her drink and then looking Peter in the eye slowly opened her legs showing the crotch of her panties finally putting her leg over the arm of the chair. I looked at Peter and he was trying to act casual like this kind of thing happened ever day so i asked him if he liked what he saw. He nodded saying “oh yes” while Mrs O started to lift her top up and over her head, dropping it on the floor. She then stood and let her skirt fall to the floor before stepping out of it and turning around showing her fabulous arse. She bent over pushing it toward us, wiggling it from side to side before sitting back down. By now Peter looked to be sweating a bit especially when Mrs O asked if he wanted her to carry on. He said es but Mrs O said he would have to show her his cock first but he didn’t seem keen slot oyna while i was sitting next to him so i moved to another seat directly behind him.Peter stood up and dropped his trousers and underpants and sat back down. Mrs O then told him that he would have to tell her what to do so he asked her to take off her bra. She unclipped the bra and pulled it off revealing her marvelous breasts which she massaged while looking him straight in the eye. It was obvious by his movements that he was masturbating as Mrs O slipped her hand into her panties and began to rub her pussy. She was getting quite carried away and looked near to orgasm when Peter ordered her to remove her panties. She stood up and moved toward him asking him to pull them off for her closing her eyes as he slowly pulled them to her feet. She stepped out of them and put her hand between her legs burying her fingers deep inside herself. I was now wanking as i watched her pull two very wet fingers from her pussy and offer them to Peter who sucked them clean. She asked if she tasted nice and he told her that she did and that he wanted more so she sat back down opening her legs wide inviting him to taste her sopping cunt .Peter dropped to his knees and began to eat her eager pussy as she looked me in the eye before coming loudly pulling Peters head into her and grinding against his face. As she regained her senses Peter stood in front of her still pulling his cock as Mrs O reached out and took it in her hand. She began to wank him as he tried to pull her head toward it but she pulled away and just used her hand to make him come a huge load into her hair and over her body. He begged to fuck her but she told him no adding maybe another time and went off to the bathroom to clean herself off. Peter gave me his number and pleaded with me to contact him for another encounter before reluctantly heading back to his own room. Ten minutes later I was fucking Mrs O in the corridor as previously arranged all the time wondering if we would ever contact Peter again.

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