We had gone back to Mon Chalet a couple of times during the summer, but didn't connect with any guys that L was that interested in. One of the times we went, she was pretty interested in a young black guy that was there, but when we chatted with him, he said he was meeting with a group of people for a party there later.
Well, we went back to Mon Chalet in the early part of fall, I was really horny to see her with another man. We got a room with a spa, had a wine cooler and headed down to the pool area. It wasn't very busy, with a few couples and just a few single guys in the pool area. L wasn't to interested in any of the single guys that were there.
Well I was anxious to see her with another guy, so I pressed her that maybe one of the guys would be okay. He was in his mid to late forties, and more then just a little overweight. L finally relented and we chatted with him for a little while. His name was Martin, I think. I got L alone and asked if it was okay, she said it would be okay. I went over to Martin and asked if he wanted to come to our room, he said yes. I told our room number and said to meet us there in a few minutes.
L and I wrapped up in towels and headed out of the pool area for our room. When we got there, L throw off her towel and climbed onto the bed. A few minutes later Martin knocked on the door and I let him in, he was wrapped in a towel. I got rid of my towel and Martin got rid of his and we climbed into bed with each of us on one side of L. L lay on her back and let us play with her tits and pussy. Martin was sucking one of her tits and fingering her pussy. I back away a little; L lay there and watched Marin playing with her. L finally rose a little and nudged Martin over so he was lying on his back. His cock was almost completely hard from playing with L, he was about average size (same as me), maybe a little smaller, but he looked like he was thicker.
L positioned herself so she was kneeling down in front of him. I was now sitting on the edge of the bed watching. L pushed her dark hair to the one side so I could watch, and lowered her mouth down onto his cock. Her forearms were resting on the tops of his legs and her hands were flat down on his crouch, his cock was pointing through her cupped hands. She was sucking his cock, doing her "up and down fairly quick and then slowly all the way down and then slowly back up" thing. Martin was watching her in the ceiling mirror. L seemed to be enjoying getting him turned on. She started leaving her mouth down deeper on his cock, with her lips only coming up off the base of his cock a little before going back down again. She kept this up for a little while, Martin was moaning a little; one of L's hands was reaching up under her and she was starting to rub her pussy. Martin's hands went up to L's head and he pushed her mouth down hard onto him. Marin's head seemed to roll back a little and he was groaning, and I could tell he was cumming in L's mouth. L's lips were being pressed down to the base of his cock and she waited there while he finished in her mouth. Finally, Martin let the pressure off of L's head, her mouth came off his cock; she leaned back on her knees and wiped her hand to her mouth. Martin lay there panting a little; L backed off the bed and went into the bathroom. A few moments later, L came out of the bathroom, walked over to the cooler and took out a beer (she normally drinks wine or wine coolers). She came back to the bed and handed me the beer. I opened it, she almost snatched it from me and took a big swig from the bottle; then headed for the spa. Martin was still lying on the bed saying something like "man that was hot".
L sat in the spa drinking her beer, I sat on the edge of the bed with a little bit of a hard on from watching her, and Martin was laying on the bed recovering from L's blowjob. Martin got up and went into the bathroom. I grabbed two more beers and headed for the spa. I sat down by L and smiled at her, she stared (should read glared) at me. Martin came out of the bathroom and I handed him a beer.
We chatted a little; I got up and turned on a XXX movie. When I came back I positioned myself, so that L was between Martin and I. We found out from Martin he was a married businessman from out of town. He said he was suppose to leave today, but decided to stay an extra day, because he had read about Mon Chalet in a local swingers newspaper he had got at an adult bookstore.
After a little chatting and another beer, I started to play with L. Martin started to play with L. L half-heartedly started playing with the two of us. We got out of the spa, dried off a little and headed for the bed. Martin leaned a little bit against L next to the bed, and then I realized she was taller than him (L is around 5' 8" and Martin was at least a couple of inches shorter). In fact, when Kevin (see L's 3rd and 4th time) saw her in heels in the restaurant on their "second date", I think he was a little surprised at how tall she was. I am a little over 6 feet and when she has heels on, I can almost look her straight in the eye.
Anyway, Martin lay down on the bed. I thought L was going to lie down next to him and I would lie next to her and help things get started. L climbed onto Martin in a 69 position and she lowered her pussy down to his face; she bent down and started sucking his cock. Martin hands were on her hips and I think he was licking up on her pussy (there wasn't that much of a reaction from L). L was leaning over sucking on his cock and when Martin's cock was hard; L kind of flipped around on him and guided his cock into her pussy. She buried his cock in her and then started rocking her hips. Martin's hands were up squeezing her tits and pinching her nipples. L was sitting straight up on him with her hands were on her thighs; her eyes were closed and she was rocking her hips. L continued with her rocking getting faster; Martin was looking down, watching her pussy sliding against him. After a few minutes of this, Martin's hands went to her waist, he started groaning, and L kept on rocking and was now looking down on him. Martin started grasping onto L's hips harder to slow her down; L slowed down and then stopped; she rolled over on the far side of Martin. L lay on her side with her elbow on the bed holding her head up. Martin was lying back breathing a little hard, and his was looking at L and his hand next to her was playing with her tits. I was sitting on the edge of the bed; I wasn't that turned on from watching him fuck my wife (or should I say, my wife fucking him).
We all sat there for a while, making awkward conversation. Martin finally got off the bed and went to the bathroom to clean up. I looked at L, she was still lying on her side on the bed; her eyes would look up at me with darting glances (should read lances). Martin came out of the bathroom, I told him that it was great, but that L and I needed to leave shortly. Martin was finished anyway, he said he needed to get going; some more awkward pleasantries, and I let Martin out with his towel wrapped around him.
I climbed on the bed next to L. I asked her if she was okay; she just looked at me. I leaned down to kiss her, she looked at me and I didn't if she was going to kiss me or head butt me. She kissed me. We started to talk about the evening. She said she liked our little adventures, but she didn't just want to go to bed and fuck anybody. She said it was fun when there was an attraction and some excitement between her and the other guy. I apologized for pressuring her to go to bed with Martin. I said I didn't think he was that bad. She said he wasn't that bad, but there wasn't that much of a connection between them. She said in our prior adventures, we spent some time talking with her "dates" and that there was some excitement that built up with the unspoken anticipation of the sex that was to follow. She said there wasn't that kind of attraction to Martin, and it kind of went downhill from there. She said she knew that I liked to watch her in bed with other guys, but she needed to feel comfortable and excited about being with them or it was going to just play out like it did tonight. She said she would rather have one good adventure in a year, then ten bad ones.
We laying side-by-side talking and then started kissing, we were making up and she was forgiving me for my mistake. I would never again pressure her about going to bed with a guy unless she wanted too. I was starting to rise up and lean over her to make love to her. Make up sex is great. She pushed me over on my back, through her leg over my chest, and planted her pussy down on my face. Her pussy was wet and gooey from just fucking Martin. She held my head and buried her pussy down on my face and started to slowly rock. In her own subtle way she was telling me "This was your mess. Now clean it up".
(Anonymous)