[shnowballs]

I did something a little naughty last weekend. My wife is a willing and knowing participant in 99% of the hot stuff we do but for the story I'm about to tell, she was an unaware performer.

We were away for the night at a hotel for a reunion of her friends from university. It had been a day long event: ladies did a spa thing in the afternoon, partners had a go at golf, then we all had a meal and finally did some dancing to a band that was playing in the hotel ballroom. At about midnight I popped back to our room for something and just as I left to make my way back to the ballroom, I met the husband of one of my wife's good friends. I get on with this guy fine, although we are only connected by our wives. Anyway, he looked decidedly the worse for wear and I wasn't surprised when he told me. "I'm done. I'm calling it a night."

I wished him well and he carried on and I went to do the same. However, I was surprised to hear a keycard beep very quickly and turning around I saw him entering the room right next to our one. What were the chances?!

I filed this information away for later and by the time I returned to the ballroom a naughty plan had formed in my head. I noticed the guy's wife and she was still on the dance floor and looking like she'd keep partying for a while more. Some time later, my wife comes over to me and says she's thinking of calling it a night and, happily, gives me the 'eyes', which tell me that she'll be expecting me to accompany her back to the room and (let's say) we won't be going straight to sleep. She starts going around the room to say goodnight to her friends.

I look around the room and the friend who I know is in the room beside us is still here. I wander over to her and start some small talk. I mention that we're about to leave and she says she's thinking of doing the same thing. My wife returns to me at that point and they say goodnight to each other. We then leave the room to go to bed, which is perfect because the last thing left that could spoil my plan would be if the two women had decided to leave at the same time. It would have been discovered that we were beside one another and, while it would have generated much mirth, it would also have effected the subsequent fun. Now, we had a few minutes head start as the friend had to do her own lap of the ballroom to say goodnight.

Back in our room, we've got our clothes off and I tell my wife I'm in no mood to rush with what's ahead! She's thrilled with this news - she's the perfect combination of horny and just on the tipsy side of drunk. I tell her the first thing I want to do is for her to straddle my face and ride it, while I lick her from below. She loves this position and does it for about five minutes, having three orgasms in the process. She's generally not very vocal during sex but alcohol does increase the volume a bit. She never turns into a screamer but she does become quite the carefree moaner when drunk.

Next I said I'd like some of that so we changed to a 69, during which she came twice more (albeit her moans were obviously stifled during that!). Next we had our first bit of shagging - doggy style. After a bit of that I asked for a break so we went back to foreplay. She lay on her back and I did some enthusiastic fingering while sucking hard on a nipple. When she came she joked that it was the "other one's turn" and so I went back to work! During this second effort, she actually became slightly self-conscious and grabbed a pillow and put it over her face. However, for our next bout of fucking (she lay where she was and I shagged her with her feet on my shoulders) I grabbed the pillow and threw it back to the head of the bed.

Some minutes later, worrying that I might be about to blow, I suggested we take another break. I got her to adopt the doggy position but instead of shagging her, I gave her some more oral but from the rear. Thus we carried on alternating between shagging and foreplay until, after about 50 minutes, I decided I would actually like an orgasm myself. By this stage she'd come about 20 times (see some of my other posts in relation to her luck with being able to orgasm) so she wasn't complaining. :-)

For a finale, I suggested I wanted to fuck her while she leaned over the dressing table. This made sense to her - she likes this kind of 'standing doggy' and also the dressing table featured a mirror. We both love fucking in front of mirrors. All of the above was true but also the dressing table was attached to the wall we were sharing with the couple next door! So that's how we ended things, with her holding on to the dressing table and her moaning mouth located just about a foot away from that wall. :-)

Was my wife's friend in there, lying awake beside her comatose husband, listening to our performance? I had no way of knowing for certain. But, if she'd followed on with her plan to leave the ballroom when we'd last seen her, she'd probably have arrived back in their room around about the time my wife was riding my face.

The morning after: We actually met them at breakfast; we were leaving as they arrived. We chatted for a moment. At first I was trying to see if my wife's friend would somehow hint at the noises coming from our room but then it hit me that she couldn't have known it was us! Half an hour later though, I struck it lucky for a second time. As I was leaving our room, making a first trip to our car with some luggage, I actually bumped into them returning from breakfast. It couldn't have been scripted better: I opened our door and stepped out in to the corridor just as they passed. The husband went to tap the keycard at their door and the wife asked "Oh, were you guys in the room next to us?"

"Yeah, I guess we were!" I replied, before carrying on out to the car with our bag.

That's the end of my tale. I hope you enjoyed it. Has anyone else done anything like this?