Every year the company I work for sends an employee from the east coast office as well as one from the west coast office to the convention held in Las Vegas. I was selected to go this last year. I talked my wife, Stacy, into using up some time-off and flying out with me, make a mini vacation out of the whole thing.
Once we arrived and checked into the motel I got in touch with Mike, the employee sent from the east coast office. After discussing our schedules for the next few days, I decided that Stacy and I could unpack and relax for the rest of the afternoon and meet Mike later for dinner at the restaurant in the lobby.
Mike never took his eyes off Stacy as I made the introductions. Of course she looked great that night. Stacy is a 5’2” brunette with brown eyes and tan skin. She’s an attractive petite woman. That night Stacy was wearing a black knit skirt, red satin blouse, stockings, and heels. She looked fantastic and obviously felt so as well. Throughout the evening Stacy was having a great time, with Mike on one arm and myself on the other. Stacy was the center of our attention, both of us flirting with her and Stacy loving every minute of it.
When we turned in that night Stacy wasted no time in initiating sex. During our lovemaking I noticed how hot and wet she was. When I asked her about this she blushed and admitted that being escorted all night long by two attractive men had really turned her on. I told her that I also enjoyed watching her flirt with Mike.
During the next several days things progressed along the same lines. Mike and me lavishing attention on my wife, and later in the evening Stacy and I fucking like newlyweds.
On our last night in town we decided to do it up big. First we went to dinner, then dancing. Stacy was almost always on the dance floor, either Mike or myself. Stacy made it a point to dance several slow dances with each of us, each time holding us close to her body.
Back at the hotel we stopped in at the hotel bar. After a few drinks the conversation started drifting towards sex, jokes and subtle comments flying right and left. The electricity around the table was getting pretty strong. Mike made it no secret that he was attracted to Stacy but limited himself to heavy flirting.
While Stacy had her hand on my leg, I couldn’t help thinking where she would have her hands if I wasn’t with her. Just thinking about it was giving me a raging hard-on.