This is purely fantasy, written for an acquaintance of mine. Hope she enjoys.
Please be kind with your comments, This is the first story I have attempted. Lol
But having said that, any constructive criticism would be greatly appreciated.
Emily was my incredibly sexy wife. 32 years old , slim, toned from the gym, tanned from the summer sun, long blonde hair, and small pert little tits. She always turned heads when out and about. Tonight was no exception.
As it was our anniversary I had booked us into a posh upmarket London hotel. Few drinks, a nice meal, and then back to the room for some naughty shenanigans.
Or so I thought!!
I lay on the bed waiting for Emily to get ready. The wait was so worth it. After pampering herself in the bathroom,
She slipped on a sexy black silky dress. Long. Split up one side fairly high. Backless. It was clear she wasn’t wearing a bra, not that she needed to as her boobs almost defied gravity.
She looked amazing.
I quickly slipped on some trousers and shirt and out we went for the evening.
As we entered the hotel bar I could tell a lot of eyes were on my blonde bombshell of a wife. I felt so lucky.
Lots of business men by the looks of it, plus Some other couples. We ordered some drinks and made our way to the restaurant.
After a Fairly uneventful dinner, and a few drinks later we ended up back in the bar again.
The bar was still quite busy as we perched ourselves on stools at the end of the bar. As Emily hopped up her dress opened down the side flashing her whole leg. Ooops. She laughed as she straightened her dress out. I looked around wondering who had seen and realised a group of 4 older businessmen were looking over. As soon as I looked over they immediately started talking and laughing with each other.
It looked and sounded like they had been drinking quite a lot.
We had a couple of drinks together, laughing and enjoying each other’s company, when the bartender came up holding a bottle of champagne and a couple of glasses.
I’m sorry, I didn’t order that?
Oh no. It’s with compliments from those gentlemen over there. He pointed to the 4 older business men.
They all smiled in our direction raising their glasses.
Err thank you. I said.
You are very welcome. One of them replied.
It looks like you are both celebrating something, and we have just landed a huge contract, so looks like we are all celebrating this evening.
They invited us over to their table to join them. I guess we now couldn’t refuse as they had bought us a bottle.
They were actually quite good company. All had various tales of their lives and business. All very successful. All very confident.
That’s when they could keep their eyes off Emily’s pert tits in her dress.
The drinks were really flowing and soon Emily said that she had had enough. She actually sounded pretty d*unk.
She told me that she was going back to the room, but that I was to stay and finish up my drink with the men.
She stood to leave but wobbled a bit. Unsteady on her feet.
She was caught and held by Harry, one of the men.
Steady there. He laughed.
Look guys, I’m going to have to take her back to the room. I told them. But I will be back to finish my drink shortly.
It’s ok. Harry replied. I need to go to my room to get my phone anyway. I will make sure she gets back ok.
Ahh what a gentleman. Emily cooed as she placed her arm in his and headed out of the bar. We all watched them walking out. Emily’s tight ass swaying as she walked.
I guess at this point I should describe the businessmen.
They were all in their 60’s. Either grey hair or balding. They all had an expensive successful look about them. All be it a little bedraggled with drink. Shirts untucked. Ties undone. All had fairy portly figures.
The 3 that were left ordered some more drinks and our chatting continued.
I completely lost track of time to be honest. And hadn’t realised that Harry didn’t come back.
I popped to the toilet quickly to relieve myself. When I came back out I realised that the men had left.
I looked around for them but no, they had definitely gone.
The barman called me over and handed me a pint.
From the guys he smiled. They said to say thank you for a lovely evening, sorry they had to go, and to give you 1 more drink.
I sat at the bar and tried to call Emily to make sure she was okay. No answer. Probably asleep.
I thought I would just finish up my drink and head on up.  |
