The Hotel Wife: A Hotwife Fantasy

by Jason Lenov

  “Can you hand me that towel?” Piper asked. She was still splayed out on the table, not wanting to let his load run down her leg.

  I stood up and grabbed the towel, then went around and dabbed up what Jack had left until it was gone.

  When I helped Piper up she was smiling. “Thanks. That was really nice of you.” She leaned forward and pecked me on the cheek. Then she left without another word.

  I stayed at the back of the boat as we motored back. I was in a strange head space, one I didn’t really like. Even though Piper had said this was about us it really felt like it was starting to be more about her.

  And the weird part was that I wasn’t even really sure what she was getting out of it. I guess she’d had an orgasm when Jack fucked her so there was that, but there was something deeper driving her to submit to him.

  She came out in her dress and joined me a few minutes before we dropped anchor. Jack and Donna came out to say goodbye but it wasn’t a very warm one. It seemed like we’d been toys they’d used and gotten tired of. We got in the zodiac and headed back.

  As we walked across the beach from the dock to our suite more men seemed to be turning their heads as we passed by. Each and every one of them would stare at Piper’s anklet, then look at me, then their eyes would rake down Piper’s body.

  One of the guys, a refrigerator of a man and hairy as a bear with gold chains draped across his chest turned and started to walk beside us. “Hey,” he said, eyeing Piper up and down.

  “Hey,” she replied, acting somewhat nonchalant.

  He sized her up again, then looked down at the anklet. “That thing mean what I think it means?”

  Piper shrugged. “What do you think it means?” she asked.

  The guy got a little huffy.

  I watched Piper. There was something about being so aloof and getting the guy all riled up that she was getting off on, I could see it in her step. Something about that kind of started to get me all worked up, too.

  “Hey what’s the deal here?” the guy asked, looking at me through his dark glasses.

  “I don’t know man?” I said. “Talk to her.” We had just walked up to our suite.

  Piper stepped up onto the first step, turned around and looked the guy up and down. “So? Are you going to fuck me or what?” she asked, sounding a little flippant.

  The guy shook his head. “Oh you little bitch I’m gonna’ make a little slut out of you.” He brushed past me, grabbed Piper’s arm and started hauling her up the stairs.

  I nearly said something, the guy was being pretty rough, but Piper seemed…into it. I followed them up and walked in just in time to see the guy grab a fistful of Piper’s hair and bring her to her knees.

  He hauled his cock out of his shorts and stuffed it into her mouth. “Now suck.” He started pushing and pulling her back and forth on his cock.

  And Piper? Piper, instead of telling the guy to fuck off, started sucking his cock gurgling and gagging like a porn star until he was totally hard. She looked up into his eyes like the obedient slut he’d said he was going to turn her into.

  When he rammed his cock into her throat and held it there tears stained black with her mascara ran down her cheeks but she didn’t protest. When he finally pulled it out she sucked in air through her nose but continued to let him fuck her in the face.

  I hardened as I watched him take her. This was Piper, my wife and some stranger off the beach that was turning her into a complete whore. It was a different sort of arousal but it was still hot.

  The guy brought himself to the edge then, with a rough grunt, blew his load into her mouth.

  Piper gagged at the volume and some of his ejaculate bubbled out the sides of her mouth, between her lips and his cock.

  When he was done he pulled his cock out of her, grabbed the shaft and shook it. The last drips of his emission splattered on Piper’s cheeks and forehead. He let go of her hair, stuffed his cock into his shorts and walked out without a word.

  Piper looked at me with cum still dripping out of the corners of her mouth. She let some of it drool out and land on her dress. “Did you like that?” she asked.

  I was suddenly overwhelmed by the powerful sensation of needing to make her a whore, too. My whore. I pulled my cock out, grabbed her the same way he had and stuffed my cock into her mouth.

  Piper smiled as she took me. She laughed over my cock and more of his cum bubbled out.

  That only turned me on more. She loved that this was driving me crazy and that in turn was crazy hot. I fucked her mouth just as roughly as he had and when I came Piper opened her mouth and gurgled for me.

  When I let her go and staggered back she fell forward onto her hands. A big dribble of cum ran out of her mouth and splatted onto the floor. She lifted her head. She was wearing a crooked, devious smile. “I guess you do like that,” she said, laughing and wiping the cum off her lips with a finger.

  With a hand on the table she dragged herself to her feet and stumbled off towards the shower.

  We spent most of the day in the suite. We were both exhausted and happy to just laze around reading.

  We were just about to get up and head out for dinner when someone knocked at the door.

  I got up off the couch and walked over to open it.

  It was a guy, obviously another guest. He was fit but not muscular. He smiled as I opened the door. “Hey. I hear…uh…” he peered past me at Piper who was lying on the bed. “You guys swing?”

  I turned and looked at Piper.

  A smile was curling up one corner of her mouth. “Looks like words getting around that I’m the hotel slut,” she said, watching me closely. “What do you think about that?”

  I stepped to one side and waved the guy in.

  He smiled awkwardly as he walked by. “Uh…thanks.” When he got to the side of the bed he glanced at Piper, then at me, then back at Piper. “Is, uh…is he gonna stay?” he said, pointing at me.

  Piper shrugged. “It’s your call, I guess,” she said to the guy. Then she turned and looked right at me. “I’m your slut.”

  The guy looked down at the floor. “I’d prefer he left.”

  The request sent a jolt rocketing through me.

  Piper still had me firmly affixed in her gaze. “You heard the man.” She waved me towards the door.

  I was furious and crazy and jealous and so turned on. It took a while but I finally got my feet to move. I shuffled out the door, shut it behind me and sat down on the steps outside.

  Time slowed to a crawl. I tried to think of something other than the fact that Piper, my wife was in our hotel suite having sex with another man. That proved extremely difficult. I couldn’t stop imagining what they were doing, how they were doing it and whether I was going to hear about it later.

  Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, I heard the guy come with a shout. A few minutes later he opened the door doing up his zipper. He walked down the steps and around me. “Uh…thanks,” he muttered.

  I watched him go before I managed to find the strength to stand up and go back inside.

  Piper was still lying on the bed. She was naked and her legs were splayed giving me a good view of her pussy. A thin white line of cum was leaking out of her.

  I walked over staring at it. When I looked back up into her eyes she was watching me intently. “What happened?” I asked quietly.

  “Take your clothes off,” Piper said with a nod.

  I did as she asked.

  “Come here,” she said, patting the bed next to her.

  I laid down next to her.

  She picked up my hand and put it on her breast. Then she pulled me to roll on top of her. “I want you inside me,” she whispered.

  I sank my cock into her defiled cunt.

  “He wanted to make love to me. Slowly. Like this.” She put her hands on my ass and guided me to thrust in and out of her with gentle strokes.

  I was fixated on what she’d said.

  He wanted to make love to me.
r />   It was a terrible thing to hear but my cock was painfully hard because of it.

  Piper kissed me gently. “I kissed him just like that,” she whispered.

  I throbbed inside her.

  She moaned.

  My cock slid in and out of her sloppy puss.

  We came together, holding each other, my muscle flexing as it dribbled seed between her legs.

  Chapter 18

  Our suite did get a reputation. The next few days were filled with a string of men showing up and fucking Piper. Some would let me stay and watch others would ask that I leave, or just tell me to go.

  Sometimes I would go for long walks alone on the beach. My thoughts would always wander back to wondering what Piper was doing or what was being done to her.

  Piper would always invite me back into the bed so we could make it ours again. She would describe what happened as we made love. We would climax together and hold each other for a long time after.

  We wore our little groove into a habit. So much so that the day before our departure, as Piper’s last lover was leaving, she started to cry.

  “What’s wrong?” I asked as I walked into the suite. I rushed up to the bed. “Did he hurt you?”

  Piper sniffled and shook her head and wiped her nose with a finger. She looked up with big, round, glassy eyes.

  “What is it then?” I asked, sitting down on the bed next to her.

  She sniffled again. “I just…I’m sad that we have to leave.”

  I put my arm around her and brought her close. We hadn’t yet talked about where this was all headed. I had thought about it a lot. I wanted a family and a normal life. As arousing as it was to watch Piper turned into a slut, I wanted our old relationship back. This had been a fun vacation but it was time to bring it to an end.

  With all the men that had fucked Piper we’d be getting off easy if she wasn’t pregnant.

  I pulled her closer. I was really horny but it didn’t feel like the right time to bring that up. “Piper?”

  “Huh?”

  “You know how you said that we were going to come out this together on the other end?”

  She nodded and lowered her eyes.

  “I want out. I mean of this, all this crazy stuff we’ve been doing. I want out and I want out with you. I want a family. I want things to be normal again.”

  “Oh, Tom,” she said. Her lip trembled but she kept herself together and didn’t start to cry. “I know. I know you do. I think I’ve known this whole time. I just…it just felt so good and…” Her eyes glazed over as her mind wandered into the past.

  “Piper? What is it? What’re you thinking about?”

  She came back. “Oh, never mind.”

  “Tell me. Please?”

  She looked up and straight into my eyes. “I’m going to miss black dick so much, Tom.” She didn’t bat an eye.

  The words cut like a knife in my side. I knew she was just telling me the truth and I appreciated that but it still hurt. That was something I was never going to be able to give Piper. I’d never have a cock that big or that fat.

  The idea dawned on me and I knew instantly that it was the right thing to do. “Hey,” I said and squeezed her hand. “I want to do something for you.”

  “What?” Piper asked.

  “I want to give you a gift. Something that’ll help you remember this place.”

  “Okay,” Piper said.

  “I want you to spend this last night with Simon.”

  Piper’s eyes lit up. “You do?” she asked.

  “I do. I want you to have the night of your life. Fuck him all night. I’ll leave you two alone and you can have the room. I’ll find somewhere else to sleep.” It was a lie because I knew I wouldn’t sleep a wink. I’d spend the night at the bar or on the beach or walking through the streets wondering what was going on.

  “Are you sure you want to do that?” Piper asked putting a hand on my cheek.

  “I’m sure. I want you to have this. I want you to be happy. You wait here and I’ll go see if I can find him.”

  Piper wrapped her arms around my neck in a tight hug. She was beaming when she let me go. “I’m going to jump in the shower.”

  I watched her skip across the room to the bathroom. Then I picked myself up off the bed and trudged out the door.

  The beach chairs and umbrellas were being taken down. I asked a few of the staff if Simon was on but none of them had seen him. I’ll admit each time they answered “no” I felt a bit of relief.

  It wasn’t that I didn’t want Piper to have this last night with him. I did. But I knew that it would drive me to the edge of crazy thinking about her all night. I’d made the effort. She’d appreciate the gesture.

  I was just about to give up when I saw Simon walking down from the main building, whistling as he kicked up sand. My heart sank but I knew what I had to do. I walked up to him, forcing a smile. “Simon.”

  “Hey man! Good to see you! I didn’t see you guys out on the beach I thought you’d gone.”

  “Yeah, we…” I decided that now was not the time to explain to Simon what we’d been doing all week. “Hey listen, we’re leaving tomorrow. I was wondering…Piper would really like to see you one last time. You could stay the night? Have her all to yourself?”

  Simon’s smile faded. “Oh shit! Are you serious? I’m on tonight. I’m not done till one. Listen man, if it were any other night but I can’t bail on work I’ve already checked in!”

  My heart soared. “Shit man. That sucks. No worries though. Who knows we might be back some day! It was good to meet you anyways.”

  “Hey good to know you, too.” Simon said. He turned his palms up and shrugged. “Sorry I can’t help you out.”

  “No worries. No worries at all.” It was all I could do to keep myself from punching a fist in the air. I would have Piper all to myself and she would leave thinking that I’d have done this for her. It was the perfect out.

  Except as Simon started walking away my eyes settled on a figure in the distance. The thick, muscled neck, the broad shoulders and bulging pecs flicked a switch in my mind that made me realize who I was looking at.

  He noticed me, cocked his head and started walking from the bar with a drink in his hand.

  “Did you find him?”

  Piper’s voice startled me and I jumped. “What are you doing here?”

  She was dressed in a flowing white dress wearing bright gold earrings and a gold necklace. Her eyes sparkled in the fading light. “I couldn’t wait. Did you find him? Is he here?”

  “He’s here but…” “Hey you two. I remember you. From Jack’s boat, right?”

  Piper looked up at Lavan. It took her a moment before she realized who he was. She smiled a bright smile when it dawned on her. “Lavan,” she said, her voice soft.

  “Hey baby,” Lavan grinned. “Whatcho’ up to?”

  Piper put an arm around my shoulder. “It’s our last night. Tom’s going to give me away one last time as a special goodbye present.” Her nose wrinkled as she smiled.

  “No, Piper,” I said as I turned to look at her. “I’m sorry. Simon has to work tonight.”

  The smile faded from Piper’s lips. Her shoulders sank. “Oh,” she whispered as her eyes fell to the ground.

  “Well then it’s your lucky night,” Lavan said beside us.

  My guts tightened up.

  Piper looked up and at Lavan. “What?”

  “I was just sitting there wondering which of the boys to call. But I’ll take a night with you over them any time. That is, if it’s alright with Tom?”

  I looked up at his powerful stare. Then I looked at Piper. Hope had returned to her eyes. As if by instinct she was standing up straighter, pushing her chest out and making her ass round.

  My heart sank as I realized that I didn’t have much choice. If I backed out now Piper would be devastated. And she looked so hopeful, so innocent, so sweet as she stared at me with her big eyes.

  I looked back at Lavan. “Of co
urse it’s alright,” I said, trying not to sound too deflated. I took Piper’s hand and offered it to him. “Show her the time of her life.”

  Lavan grinned. He took Piper’s hand and handed me his drink. “Take that back to the bar would you? I don’t want them accusing me of stealing their glasses.” Then he tucked Piper’s arm under his and started to walk in the direction she’d come from.

  “Wait!” Piper’s voice made my heart thud. I turned to see her running back. My heart swelled in my chest. Piper put her hands on my shoulders and pressed her forehead to mine, then kissed me. “Thank-you. I love this. I love you.”

  And then she was gone, walking into the sunset with Lavan.

  That may have been the hardest night of my life. I spent it trudging through the streets, sitting on park benches and kicking at the sand on the beach. When the first ray of light broke on the horizon I knew I still had a long wait. It was only after the sun was up and breakfast was bustling that I knew I could go back.

  I walked up to the suite just as Lavan was descending the steps. He smiled. “Hey Tom! Be careful with her she’s pretty tired,” he said, grinning. He slapped a meaty paw on my shoulder as he walked past me. “Have a good flight back!”

  “Thanks.” The word sounded weak and deflated. I walked up the steps with a heavy heart.

  Piper was lying on the bed, limbs akimbo like a ragged doll. Lavan’s cum was leaking from her pussy.

  I walked to the bed and sat down.

  Piper stirred. She turned her head to look at me. A faint smile sprouted on her lips then wilted.

  “How was it?” I asked.

  She closed her eyes. “Oh my God, Tom. It was amazing. I’m so sore but it was amazing.”

  I shuddered and my cock hardened.

  Piper’s eyes opened in time to see it rising in my lap. She managed another weak smile and shook her head. “I want to, Tom, but I can’t. I hurt too much. But if you want you can…”

  I nodded even as my heart sank. I wanted her so much but I didn’t want to hurt her.

  “Tom?”

  I stood up and pushed my shorts off. My cock sprang out. I looked at my wife.

  She rolled over slowly.

  As my eyes settled on her stretched back hole my stomach seized up. A rivulet of Lavan’s cum dribbled from it.