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Arriving at the door of his room, George unlocked and opened it to usher Jan inside. I was about to continue along the corridor to our room when George stopped me and said he wanted me to watch him fucking Jan, ‘a fitting present on your anniversary night'.
Of course, I wanted to watch but was well aware of the humiliation of watching another guy having sex with my wife on our wedding anniversary and hesitated.
"Come on, get inside. You know as well as I do that Jan wouldn't come to your room now, even if you asked her. Your wife would rather open her legs for me tonight than you," he jeered, and I quailed, thinking he might be right but reluctant to put it to the test.
As if to make George's point, we found on entering his room that Jan was already undressing, prompting him to whisper in my ear, ‘See what I mean. Your wife can hardly wait to get her knickers off for me'.
I looked for somewhere to sit while George undressed, nearly as speedily as Jan. She was about to climb on the bed when George told her to wait.
"First things first."
He led Jan the few steps to stand in front of my chair and turned her to face away from me. He kneeled down and gave my wife's left buttock a love bite, during which Jan squealed loudly. Next, he planted a second love bite on her right buttock, joining the one already there. With Jan squealing lustily as the bite went on and on, I had difficulty refraining from stimulating myself; I felt so excited by what I was seeing.
"I'm going to give your wife's arse another love bite every time I fuck her. That way, at least for a time, you'll have a record of the way you spent your anniversary," George teased.
Jan was now lying on the bed, and after telling her, ‘Spread your legs ready for me, darling,' George turned to me and said, "I find it ironic and satisfying that instead of a romantic anniversary break with your wife, you're spending two nights of celibacy while a complete stranger enjoys the delights of her body. You can toddle off back to your room now while I give your wife a night to remember. Count the love bites when I send her back to your room in the morning."
And that's what I did. When Jan returned to our room on our final morning, I immediately asked to see her bottom. Five love bites now adorned my wife's buttocks, one of which looked very fresh, so George must have fucked Jan three times since I'd last seen her, which she confirmed.
"Twice last night and again early this morning before he left."
I must admit to regularly inspecting Jan's bottom over the following days to see how long it took the love bites to disappear, and it was longer than anticipated.
One good thing to come out of the escapade with George was that when Jan told him about my photo collection, featuring all the guys she's had sex with, he was happy to pose, but only alongside Jan. I now have some very intimate photos of the two of them, but also the knowledge that he kept several for himself.
But George had one more trick up his sleeve.
On finishing our breakfast, Jan went back to our room to complete her packing while I settled the bill. Having done so, I mounted the stairs and encountered the hotel manager, or perhaps he was the owner, I've no idea, coming down.
"I hope you and your wife enjoyed your stay, Mr. H," he beamed. "We get a fair few couples here, celebrating their wedding anniversary."
I assured the manager everything had been fine and we'd had a thoroughly enjoyable break. It was then that I discovered that George the devil had told most of the male members of staff, including of course, the manager, about the state of play between us. They all knew my wife had spent both nights of our anniversary break in George's bed instead of mine!
"Mr. S even showed us photos of himself and your wife in some very compromising positions," the manager said, a big grin on his face.
I felt as if I wanted the floor to open up and swallow me, as the manager walked away laughing loudly.
I decided not to say anything about it to Jan, at least not until we were home anyway, to save her from embarrassment should we meet anyone on the way out.
At the March conference a few weeks later, Jan renewed her acquaintance with Mick, who took it for granted she'd spend the three nights in his bed, as she had last year. Jan, remembering the great sex she'd enjoyed with him then, was of course happy to oblige.
Mick, who you may recall, had a penchant for watching Jan urinating, seemed even more turned on by the act now, and my wife said he must have watched her peeing at least fifteen times this year!
Simon 33.
Jan's next encounter was an interesting one, inasmuch as it was only her second experience of outdoor sex, the first being the brief fuck by Declan up against a wall. It is something we ourselves haven't yet indulged in. It happened like this.
Just before my parents were due to leave for a holiday in Italy, a branch of a large tree in their garden split away from the trunk during exceptionally strong winds. It was a matter of some urgency to remove the branch and also the rest of the tree, which my parents thought could pose a hazard in the future. They arranged for a local tree surgeon to deal with it, but the first available date was three days after they were due to go on holiday.
To cut a long story short, we arranged for Jan to take a day off work and travel up to my parent's house early enough to be there when the tree surgeons arrived. And that's where it happened. My wife had sex with a guy on the lawn of my parent's house!
His name was Simon, and he was one of the tree surgeons involved in the removal and disposal of the branch and suspect tree.
The work was successfully completed and two of the team departed in the larger of their two vehicles, leaving Simon to clear up some debris before departing in the second vehicle.
When he'd finished the work, Simon knocked on the door and asked Jan if there was somewhere he could wash his hands and use the toilet. There is a small room with a toilet and washbasin situated just off the entrance hall at my parent's house, so Jan directed him there.
While he was in the loo, Jan found herself wishing she'd dressed more attractively-sexily, I suppose she meant, as she really fancied the good looking Simon. The guy sported a beard and was thirty-four, just a few months older than Jan.
Anyway, according to Jan's tale, Simon emerged from the loo to find her sitting on the hall chair, legs crossed and with skirt hem high up her thighs.
"I'll be off then," he called, his voice fading away when Jan uncrossed and parted her legs.
My wife admitted that it was a blatant display, and she was very obviously offering herself to Simon, but excused herself, saying she really fancied the guy. (Jan also admitted to feeling thoroughly ashamed of herself later, once Simon had left. Coupled with her sluttish behaviour in the pub where she'd picked up Peter eighteen months earlier, it gave my wife pause for thought. Had she become so desperate for sex she was reduced to throwing herself at guys, she pondered.)
"Perhaps you're in need of something else before I go," Simon said, approaching.
"You know I am," Jan replied, hiking her skirt up practically to her waist while spreading her legs wider.
If the early part of Jan's tale amazed me, the next phase thrilled me.
Telling him, ‘My husband doesn't satisfy me, and I need a handsome and virile guy like you', Jan was slipping out of her tights and panties while speaking. Straightening up, she found Simon beside her, jeans and boxer shorts half way down his thighs.
"Suck my cock then, you hot-arsed tart. I'll give you what you need, and no mistake."
Jan wasted no time in taking Simon's penis into her mouth, aware of him yanking his t-shirt off. While she licked and sucked his penis, Simon told Jan he was ‘going to take you outside and give you a damn good seeing-too on the lawn'.
Overly excited himself now, he picked Jan up and carried her out to the rear lawn, fortunately completely secluded from neighbours. While they completed their undressing, Simon told Jan, "First, I'm going to give your cunt a good licking before filling it with my cock."
Depositing Jan on the grass, Simon laughed to see the eagerness with which she spread her legs. He then performed a very satisfying cunnilingus on my wife, bringing her to orgasm, before reversing position into the tradition 69. Jan took his penis into her mouth again while Simon's tongue resumed its work on her cunt.
Telling me about the next phase, Jan actually blushed. Simon started off licking between Jan's legs with his hands gripping her buttocks tightly. Then, after lubricating his fingers inside Jan's cunt, he began stroking her anal opening. She paused briefly in her tale before telling me in a rush how Simon had pushed one, then two fingers, deep inside her anus.
Continuing to lick her clitoris, Simon drove his fingers in and out of my wife's anus, which culminated in a wild and convulsive orgasm coursing through her body.
Although Jan was clearly embarrassed about the incident, my reading was very different as I pondered that yet another guy now knew my wife's body more intimately than I!
Next, he mounted her, and the power of his penis driving into her took Jan's breath away.
He fucked her steadily for a short while before scooping Jan's legs up to double them back to her shoulders. Continuing to fuck her, he stared down into Jan's face and jeered that she was ‘a tart and a slapper, desperate for cock and will spread your legs for anything in trousers'.
He then withdrew, and releasing Jan's legs, flipped her over onto her tummy.
It was all happening so fast, she told me, that her head was in a whirl as he pulled her up onto her knees.
"I bet if the other two guys came back now, you'd take us all on," he jeered, slapping Jan's bottom several times.
He then spread Jan's buttocks and fingered her anus again, this time much faster than before, and called her a ‘good-for-nothing whore, whose probably had more pricks than a pin cushion.'
Next, he drove his cock deep inside my wife's cunt to fuck her hard and fast, soon coming with a loud shout.
"Ah, the lads have returned," Simon said as he withdrew. "Roll over on your back and spread your legs for them."
"What!" she had exclaimed, her body automatically doing as he said.
"See, I was right," he jeered, "you would have fucked my mates."
Simon laughed, and Jan realised it was all a tease; no one else was there.
"You sod!"
"Disappointed now are you."
The deed done, Simon left Jan stretched out on the lawn and went inside to freshen up and dress.
Thinking fast, Jan followed the guy indoors and asked if she could take a nude photo of him. Simon laughed and said something along the lines of her ‘wanting to look at the photo of me and remember the good time she'd had'.
Anyway, the photo was taken and he then picked my wife's panties and tights up, saying "In return for the picture, I'll keep these as a souvenir to show the lads when telling them all about fucking you and how you can't get enough cock."
Simon went off laughing, and that was that.
Relating her story to me that evening, Jan told me how ashamed of herself she felt in the aftermath. Appalled about flaunting and throwing herself at Simon; it seemed as if she'd lost all control of herself but was also amazed at the excitement she experienced during his rough speech and handling of her throughout the episode.
Lowering her voice to a whisper, Jan went on to reveal that when Simon taunted and teased her about giving herself to his two colleagues if they returned, he was right! Jan admitted to feeling so fired up and out of control at that moment, anyone could have fucked her, and indeed, any number!
My wife's final statement, confession rather, excited me even more than the rest of her tale, the idea of multiple guys fucking her, a thrilling one!
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