Trisha was in her mid-forties, a mother of two, and had been married for twenty years. She stood 5 feet 6 inches tall and had a slender build of about 120 pounds. Nice tits, but nothing too bigat 34C. Like many of the other soccer moms in her well-to-do neighborhood, she was involved in her kids’ activities, kept a nice house, and didn’t really do anything out of the ordinary other than getting tipsy with the ladies at the monthly book club meeting.
With her kids being older and able to drive on their own, Trisha’s days began to change. She no longer needed to ferry the kids to after-school activities as they could now do this on their own. Her husband’s job required extensive traveling, so Trisha was alone quite often. Daily life began to drag on and after a while of boredom, Trisha decided to go back to work. Her family did not need the money as her husband had a high-paying executive job, but Trisha needed something to give herself purpose.
She eventually found a job which allowed her to use her college degrees that had been mothballed during the past decade and a half as she was raising the kids...online teaching. This allowed her to stay at home but have something to do during the day to keep her mind stimulated. As part of her onboarding process with the university where she would be teaching, Trisha was required to attend in-person training with her academic department head Heather. This training was out of state and would take an entire workweek. Fly out on Sunday night, classes all week, and then fly home on Friday.
While Trisha’s husband traveled around the country quite a bit for work, Trisha had never taken any solo trips since the kids had been born. On the week of her trip, she arranged for her husband to be at home with the kids. As the big day arrived, Trisha hugged her kids, kissed her husband with a peck on the lips, and headed to the airport. Florida would be nice in the spring and Trisha was looking forward to her first trip away from home in quite some time.
Trisha arrived in Florida, picked up a rental car, and drove to the hotel. While checking in, she spied a pair of men at the hotel bar who were eyeing her. Raising a family for the past eighteen years left Trisha with little time for herself, so seeing members of the opposite sex take interest in her was quite exhilarating.
The next morning, Trisha drove to the university and met her new boss, Heather. Heather was a cute redhead a few years younger than Trisha in her late thirties. After some requisite paperwork, Heather reviewed department policy with Trisha and the two ended the day with discussions on class curriculum for the upcoming semester. The next few days were filled with long and tedious teaching workshops at the hotel where Trisha was staying. Since the workshops were running all day long and partly into the evening, Heather had booked a room for a few nights at the hotel so she would not have to drive across the city to get back home.
On Wednesday night, Heather told Trisha that the two of them needed a night out to blow off some steam from the arduous work of the past few days. Conveniently enough, the hotel had a great bar and the two decided that it was safer to drink where they were sleeping. No risk of DUI’s if they did not have to drive. As Trisha and Heather walked into the bar, they noticed a pair of well-dressed men sitting across the room having cocktails. Trisha remembered that these were the men who were ogling her a few nights ago.
Heather and Trisha sat at their own booth and ate a light dinner. During their meal, a waitress dropped off two drinks and noted that they were compliments of the gentlemen across the way. Heather and Trisha looked across the room and raised their glasses in thanks to the guys.
A brief time later, Heather needed to use the restroom which was near the table of their gentlemen callers. After answering nature’s call, Heather returned to the table with Tom and Stuart in tow. It was obvious that the men were on a business trip as they were both in suits, ties loosened after a long workday. Tom was a solid 6 feet tall with an athletic build and looked to be in his late thirties. Stuart was a bit shorter at about 5 feet 10 inches and had a slight middle-age pudge, but nothing too excessive. For a guy who was in his early to mid-forties, he was still in decent shape.
Tom instantly seemed interested in Heather and sat by her side leaving Stuart to chat with Trisha. After thanking them for the drinks, the four exchanged pleasantries and the idle chatter of people getting to know one another. All were having an enjoyable time and the drinks flowed.
After a while of this, Heather was getting tired and told Tom that she was going to head back to her room. Tom, of course, was dying to go upstairs with Heather and slyly asked if she needed an escort back to her room. Heather knew what Tom was up to and although she was slightly curious to see what would happen if they went to her room together, she thought of her family and politely declined his offer.
Heather slid to the other side of the table and told Trisha that she was headed upstairs. Knowing that Stuart wanted to take Trisha back to his room just as Tom subtly proposed to her a few seconds ago, she asked if Trisha wanted to end her night as well. Trisha was having fun, genuinely enjoying her conversation with Stuart, and told Heather that she was going to stay. A bit worried, Heather asked Trisha if she was sure, and Trisha told her that everything was fine and that she would head upstairs soon.
Trisha said, “Just one more drink.”
Heather replied, “Ok, please be careful and text me if you need anything.”
With that being said, Heather said goodbye to the table and took her leave. Tom was a bit disappointed as he watched Heather exit the hotel bar. When she walked away, his gaze zeroed onto her ass which was being caressed by the fabric of her dress. With each step, the dress slid silkily over her cheeks, and he just knew that she was not wearing any underwear. He felt his cock start to harden but knew that Heather would not be the one to satisfy him tonight. Would he have another date with his hand jacking a load in an empty hotel bed as so often happened on his business trips? “Likely,” he thought and then turned around to join Stuart and Trisha back at the table.
Trisha was laughing at one of Stuart’s stories and the two looked like they were having a great time. Truth be told, Trisha was having a great time. Having been married to her husband for twenty-plus years, she had heard her husband’s stories a hundred times over and every other conversation they had lately revolved around his job. It was nice to have a stimulating conversation with someone new and with a person who seemed genuinely interested in her.
Noticing that the drinks on the table were getting low, Tom headed to the bar and ordered another round for the group. After handing Stuart his drink, Tom sat next to Trisha and spilled a bit of his drink onto the table. Everyone at the table had a good laugh and Trisha grabbed a napkin to clean up the mess. As she leaned over wipe up the spilled drink, Stuart could not help but to stare at Trisha’s tits hanging down from her body over the table. Trisha was always a modest woman, so there was no cliché cleavage exposed when Trisha bent over the table. Nonetheless, the curves of Trisha’s breasts did not escape Stuart’s attention and he thought of how nice it would be to kiss them later in the night. Of course, as Trisha leaned over the table, Tom made sure to catch a glimpse of Trisha’s bent-over ass. While it was not as pert as Heather’s, Trisha’s ass was in attractive shape.
Having wiped up the spilled liquor, Trisha plopped back down in her seat and raised her glass to toast the group. That “one drink” Trisha intended to stay for turned into many as the group continued to chat the night away. Trisha was feeling quite tipsy, and this was honestly the most fun she had enjoyed in quite some time. She also felt some excitement being the center of attention for two men. Trisha never made a habit of trying to attract the opposite sex since she had been happily married for two decades, so the night’s experience was a bit new for her.
Having drained yet another bourbon, Stuart announced that he needed to visit the little boy’s room and hopped up from the table leaving Trisha with Tom. At this point in the evening, Tom had begun sitting closer and closer to Trisha, so his knee was now rubbing against her leg. As they talked in Stuart’s absence, Trisha noticed Tom’s touch and she felt a wave of excitement. It had been years since she had touched another man and the feeling of Tom’s leg against hers was invigorating.
When Stuart returned from the bathroom, the lights in the bar suddenly flashed a few times and the bartender announced that it was closing time. The trio stood and upon doing so, Trisha stumbled slightly. With Tom and Stuart on each side of Trisha, they both quickly grabbed her to prevent her from falling to the ground. In doing so, Stuart’s hand brushed against Trisha’s right breast and Tom had a handful of left ass cheek. Slightly embarrassed but too drunk to care, Trisha thanked the boys for coming to her aid and regained her footing.
The three walked side by side to the elevator with Tom and Stuart holding Trisha by her arms to give her support. As they walked, Trisha noticed that both men had their other hands on the small of her back and they were slowly drifting down to the top of her ass. While mindless chatter was occurring outwardly, Trisha’s mind was swimming. Her drunken state had smashed the walls of her inhibitions and certain thoughts began to race through her mind.
Trisha could feel that her pussy was wet and to be perfectly blunt, she was horny as hell. She was drunk. She was alone in a city far away from home. She was sandwiched between two men. These things did not happen to a good suburban mom like Trisha, but it was now. One of Trisha’s secret obsessions was Asian hentai porn, and she would voraciously read these comics on her iPad while her husband was away. Memories from one of the hentai comics she recently read flooded her brain with images of a petite Asian beauty being spit-roasted between two hard cocks.
Could she do it? Trisha had been married for so long and had remained faithful during that time, although she had once strayed during their dating phase for a one-night stand. Conflict was in her mind as she was horny and knew that she was in command of her male companions whom she was sure wanted to fuck her brains out.
Surely, Trisha thought, in all my husband’s business travels he has probably fucked some one-night stand a time or two. He is always horny, and it would be a total shocker if he had not(although he never had). Trisha decided to see where things would go if she let it happen.
“Fuck it, I am doing this,” thought Trisha. She wanted to be one of the girls in the hentai comics she read.
The ring of the elevator bell snapped her back to reality and as the doors opened, they stepped into the hall and advanced towards her hotel room. At this point, Trisha knew what she wanted and put her plan in motion. As they took the final steps towards her hotel door, Trisha purposely tripped so the guys would have to catch her again. Noting that she may have had a bit too much to drink, she handed Stuart her hotel door card and asked the two men if they could help her into the room. Tom and Stuart exchanged hopeful glances and thoughts of lust raced through their minds.
The hotel room door opened and the three of them entered. Upon reaching the bed, Trisha lazily dropped herself onto its surface and asked if someone could help remove her shoes. Tom grabbed one foot while Stuart grabbed the other. Trisha lifted her legs so the guys could have better access to unstrap her shoes. In doing so, she made sure to slightly spread her legs to expose her panties. Of course, as Tom and Stuart removed Trisha’s shoes, their eyes went straight to her crotch, and they could see Trisha’s underwear was drenched.
“Holy shit!” thought Stuart, “She is horny as fuck!”
Sensing an invitation for sex, Stuart slid his free hand up Trisha’s calf as he removed her shoe. Seeing Stuart respond to her signals, Trisha allowed her legs to open more. Tom noticed this and put his hand on Trisha’s thigh. Trisha responded by opening her legs even further and letting out a soft moan. She reached out to touch Tom and Stuart.
Trisha’s mind was racing. Normally she was quite reserved and had mundane sex with her husband. She was not one for foreplay and certainly did not like dirty talk. While she loved having her husband eat her pussy, she never returned the favor by sucking his cock. In fact, it had been sixteen years since she last had a dick in her mouth, and even then, it was more of kissing the shaft as opposed to sucking cock.
Hentai porn images flooded Trisha’s brain and she could feel unbridled lust as never before. She wanted to fuck. She wanted to suck cock. She wanted cum on her face.
“Just this one time,” she told herself. “No one will ever know.”
With those thoughts in mind, she reached up and felt two hard cocks bulging in the guys’ pants. Stuart’s hands found Trisha’s tits and he was squeezing them through her blouse. Tom, on the other hand, had moved his hand up Trisha’s thigh and found her drenched panties. As he rubbed her pussy, Trisha let out a moan and arched her back. She lifted her hips signaling Tom to remove her underwear and he happily obliged. Stuart began unbuttoning Trisha’s blouse and Trisha returned the favor by unbuckling his belt and unzipping his pants.
With his attention down below, Tom spread Trisha’s legs and lifted her skirt. He bent down and kissed her inner thigh, quickly working his way up to Trisha’s wet pussy. He did not waste any time and plunged his tongue deep into her vagina. Trisha threw back her head in pleasure and gasped. It felt so good! With her mouth open, Stuart saw an opportunity and quickly exposed his rock-hard cock and presented it to Trisha’s lips. Although Trisha normally loathed giving head and never did so for her husband, Trisha threw caution to the wind, grabbed Stuart’s cock, and inserted it into her mouth.
Having been quite some time since she sucked a man, the feeling was a bit foreign although she could remember how from her college days. Stuart’s cock was hot and stiff. As she guided his member into her mouth, she tasted his salty pre-cum and felt her lips glide over the head of his cock. With her eyes closed and head turned, she bobbed forward to get more of Stuart’s dick into her mouth.
Down below, Tom inserted two fingers into Trisha’s pussy and flicked his tongue in wild motions over her clit. With a cock in her mouth, and her pussy being simultaneously serviced, Trisha felt an orgasm crash like a wave upon over her body. Trisha rarely orgasmed when having sex with her husband and this is one of the reasons why she was so stingy in offering it to him.
When Trisha orgasms, her entire body tenses, and she lifts off the bed. As she did so, Tom held her hips down and sucked even harder on Trisha’s clit. Tom then quickly moved to Trisha’s pussy lips and lapped up the cum that rushed forth. With her orgasm, Trisha’s mouth clamped on Stuart’s cock, and she sucked with great abandon. This sent Stuart over the edge, and he could no longer hold back.
Trisha felt the hot cock in her mouth twitch a few times and she knew what was coming. Trisha hated cum. She had swallowed her husband’s cum once while they were dating in college, but that was the last time she ever done so. In fact, she would not even allow her husband to cum on her body as it was messy and would get all over the place. The thought of cum on her face or in her mouth was a hard NO ever since college had ended. Tonight was different, however, and Trisha kept Stuart’s dick in her mouth as it gave a final jerk and spewed forth a torrent of hot salty cum.
This was a bit much for Trisha and she coughed as Stuart’s jizz ran down the sides of her mouth. Trisha swallowed some of the cum and she nearly gagged. Still fully clothed, but having just came from Trisha’s blowjob, Stuart stepped back and admired his handiwork. In their haste of entering the hotel room, they had not bothered to turn out the lights and he saw the reflection from his cum on Trisha’s face.
Trisha wiped the cum from her face and sat up on the bed. Her skirt was up around her waist, her blouse unbuttoned, and bra still on. She saw Tom undressing at the end of the bed and her attention was consumed by the 9-inch cock that sprang forthfrom his underwear. At best, her husband was 6-inches on a good day. The thought of that big dick filling her pussy was all Trisha could fathom.
Trisha told the boys that she needed to wash up in the bathroom. She saw her soaked panties on the floor next to the guy’s clothesand she felt a bit slutty. Stuart and Tom were both stroking their cocks as Trisha walked by. This turned her on even more. In true male fashion, Tom reached out to grab a tit and Stuart lightly smacked Trisha’s ass as she walked past them.
Trisha shut the door to the bathroom and looked at herself in the mirror. Blouse undone to the last two buttons with her bra exposed. Hair disheveled. She looked a bit closer and noted that she still had some of Stuart’s cum on her chin.
“Holy shit,” she thought. “What just happened? Did I really do that with two random men who were strangers to me just a few hours ago? I cannot believe I just swallowed a load of cum. I don’t even do that for my husband! Do I allow this to continue? I mean, I have not fucked these guys so if I stop things now, did I really cheat on my husband?”