To continue. As mentioned, the loving I received from blond stud Ian was something else. He was relentless; but then so was hubby, though the latter in pleasuring himself!
So when we emerged from our hotel room an hour or so later, the hotel staff; indeed even the other guests must have known. For sure, though I tried tidying myself up as best I could, my lip stick must have looked smudged, my normally impeccable hair somewhat dishevelled—- but I felt good, as I felt people looking at us, the cuckoldress, the cuckold, & the stud! A sense of empowerment I felt. I wondered how hubby felt. I asked him later, & he said he felt a sense of shame & humiliation, but that was a part of the name of the game! I reminded him later that the humiliation he felt was only ‘2nd best degradation’, & that he should consider himself lucky that he was not totally degraded—- “Be thankful, my stud came in my mouth, not in my womb”, I chided hubby.
Unfortunately, we didn’t see my property we liked, so in that sense, an unsuccessful trip, but sexually very fulfilling. So we returned home . But something great happened just a week or so later. Unexpectedly, Ian phoned, telling us that a new property was to come on to the market; he reckoned, seemed perfect for us, sending us pictures. He wanted to tell us before it went public, so really, we ought to drive over the next day to view it before it went public.
We dropped everything, & drove over. Ian was there at the property. So whereas hubby & he shook hands, as soon as we entered the property, in the hallway, I kinda slipped into his strong arms, as he & I greeted one another by having a lovely long French kiss, with him doing a dirty tongue job on my mouth! And yes, the property was fab, ticking all the boxes. No further discussion was needed, as we made a very decent offer for it. Ian phoned the owners, & the offer was accepted! We were all delighted. As a thank you, in the lounge, on the settee, as Ian sat there, I subserviently got on my knees before him.
He knew what was expected, as he released his darling cock from his trousers. All nice & hard it was, as I beautifully wrapped my,lips round it. Yes, very unprofessional was it too, a client sucking off her agent at someone else’s house; but lust overcomes everything. Equally unprofessional was the fact that my husband released his own small, but erect cock, & began masturbation—- so so shameful, masturbating in someone else’s home! Stud came in my mouth, & as an act of bonding, I went over to hubby, & placing my mouth an inch from his,fairly drooled all of Ian’s gorgeous love from my mouth into my husbands! Twas lovely!
All went well, & a couple of months later we moved in— no problems as the agents, particularly Ian, bent over backwards to help speed things up.
Naturally, Ian was a regular visitor at our new place, servicing me regularly in front of my husband.
But we missed our hotel visits, except occasionally we’d go over there for a drink, with the hotel staff giving us knowing looks. But one time there was a dinner dance at the hotel in aid of a local charity, where most everything was donated. The 3 of us booked a table; indeed even a large room at the hotel for the night on account of drinking & driving. A large room being one with a double, & a single bed in the same room. No guesses for WHO was to be in the single bed. The evening was great. A lovely meal to start with, then a live group played; at first fast rock type music, & when hubby & I danced, darling stud sitting out. But then, the lights were dimmed, & slow music started. Ian & I naturally got up, & what followed must have been magic for onlookers.
Slow cheek to cheek became, within a minute, good old fashioned mouth to mouth, as we did what must have looked like an exhibition French kiss for ALL to see! I sensed people must have been watching us, as we surely must have looked great together; the classic attractive brunette (me), with this tall handsome blond stud Ian. Hubby later told me that he too was conscious of people looking at him, with maybe pity? If anyone was in any doubt about our cuckoldry this must have dispelled it once & for all!
After the dance we retired to our large hotel room for a night of lust, &for sure all the staff must have known, specially at breakfast the next day, when the 3 of us were given funny looks
So yes, people knowing about cuckoldry is pretty toxic.
Anyone else with similar experiences.
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