[MFM] Met a couple in a hotel bar, and began to mess around right there in the bar

First time posting here – but this actually happened to me about 4 years ago

I travel for work. Sometimes when I travel I like to explore and have adventures. On this particular trip to Austin I was in the mood for a hotwife and a husband who was eager to share. A man reached out to me early in my trip. They were both in their mid 40s, and from the faceless pics he sent over she seemed incredibly fit with long curly dark hair. I let them know what hotel I was in and that I would be interested in having them over. He said they would be available later in the week. That was the last I heard from them. I assumed they were fake or changed their mind, and I moved on to other prospects. So you can imagine my surprise when I got a message from him three nights later.

I had just stepped out of my car, having returned from a business dinner, when I got the message from him. They were in the hotel bar having a drink and asked me to join them. I was completely unprepared, but pretty excited, so I agreed to go meet them for a drink. He then asked that I act like I didn’t know them and make no mention that we had ever talked. Uh oh… this sounded like a problem. I assumed that it was one of those guys who wants to surprise his wife into this situation. Maybe they had loosely spoke about it once, and now he just decided to make it happen without telling her. I don’t think I need to tell you all, that’s a bad idea. Nonetheless I was curious, and thought I would have a drink a see what happens. He told me where to find them in the bar, so I grabbed a bourbon for myself and went there to find them. They were sitting around a corner in a booth. Not totally private, but out of view from about half the bar. I recognized the long dark curly hair immediately. She was sitting, but wearing a short black cocktail dress and black heels. Her legs were crossed, so I could already tell that the pics he had sent earlier were accurate – very toned.

As I’m taking her in, I realize I’m standing right in front of their booth staring at her. She is looking back at me like “who the hell are you?” Her husband suddenly says hi to me, I snap out of it, and manage to ask if I can join them for a drink. He says of course, and I’ll never forget the look on her face- she slowly turns to look at him with a half a smile and half of a “WTF” look on her face. I start chatting with him, and she has that look on her face for a solid 15 min. Then I notice the anklet she’s wearing. It’s nothing fancy, but I’ve seen anklets like that before. It is enough to suspend my disbelief and I realize that I’m likely dealing with a experienced hotwife couple. I turn to her and tell her that I love her anklet. As I finish that statement I look her right in her eyes and smile, my eye contact lingering longer than what is usually comfortable. Her eyes narrow, the WTF expression transitions into a slight mischievous smirk, and she announces that her glass of wine seems to be empty. I jump up and tell her that I’ll take care of it

When I come back to the booth, they are having a rapid exchange, she doesn’t look angry, but she is trying to get information and he is acting aloof. She looks a bit flustered as I hand her the glass, but sit down anyways, wondering where this is going to go from here. She suddenly blurts our “You two are so full of shit!” She smiles while she she says it, so I don’t think were in trouble. He acts surprised by her statement. I just stare at her and smile. She starts probing both of us, asking us if we’ve been chatting and for how long. As she is interrogating us, his arm wraps around shoulder and he starts fingering the strap of her dress. Fingering turns into pulling and pulling turns into sliding down her shoulder. She doesn’t seem to notice. He keeps sliding revealing more and more of a perfect tit, until a hard nipple pops out. I’m waiting for her to slap his hand or to show some sort of shock, but she has now turned her questioning to me. I’m looking in her eyes as he starts to pinch and roll her nipple in his fingers

In case you aren’t aware, that’s an invitation. I accepted that invitation.

I get up and sit down on the other side of her, all the while proclaiming my innocence. He’s still playing with her nipple, but with his other hand sliding her skirt up her thigh. I place my hand and her thigh and give it a firm squeeze. Her questions start to trail off, and she is starts to non verbally acknowledge what her husband is doing to her. I slide my hand around to her inner thigh and begin to move upwards. I stop as the side of my hand brushes against her panties. He leans over pulls out her half exposed tit completely and begins to suck and lick her nipple.

Have you forgotten that we were in a hotel bar? I certainly had not, but they seemed to have complexity forgotten it. Don’t get me wrong, I think exhibitionism is really hot, but this could end up with someone getting arrested. I look out from our semi-private booth and see that a group of people has settled at a table about 10 feet away. Only two of the people have line of sight to the inside of the booth, but both of them are turned at a 90 degree angle to us. If one of them turned their head slightly to the side they would have a full view of an almost topless women flanked by two groping men.

I’m assessing if we are a unnoticed at the moment, when I feel her panties get pulled to the side. He has reached all the way up and moved them out of the way for me. Another invitation. Looking up to make sure the other table isn’t gawking at us yet, I slide my fingers into her. Instant moaning. She is managing to restrain herself, but moaning nonetheless. We start making out and she is moaning in my mouth while I slide two fingers in and out and all around. She breaks off from me, looks me in the eye and says “you guys are so full of shit.” I say nothing but smile, and lean down to suck and lick her hard and exposed nipple.

At this point, I think it safe to assume that we have a thing going, so I pull out my hotel room key, and slide it on the table. I tap it, look at her in the eye and tell her that I’ll see her in 10 minutes. I don’t wait for an answer. I get up and head to my room

There’s more to tell of course, but the lead up to the encounter was just as hot as the fucking that followed , Because of this they are my favorites so far. If you want to hear the rest, I’ll share, but I’m about to fly to Austin now (which is what made me think of them) and need to wrap this post up before my plane takes off. If you want to hear more, let me know.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/rc9gbv/mfm_met_a_couple_in_a_hotel_bar_and_began_to_mess