A Dim Lit Hotel Room

A Dim Hotel Room

He sits and watches her as she nervously makes her way around to the far side of the hotel bed. His view remains focused on her as she bends over the bed in his direction. His eyes shift momentarily to the incredible down blouse view of her big natural breasts in her low cut sundress, before making eye contact with her again. Her eyes are like a window into her mind. He can see a mix of emotions and thoughts swirling through her head. There's obviously nervousness, confusion and anxiety at the forefront, but deep inside there's also curiosity, willingness and perhaps even a look of submission or desire.

One lamp afar from the bed is set on the lowest setting. He continues to watch her in the dim light of the hotel room, as she bends over onto the bed completely. Her short sundress rides up exposing part of her silk and lacey underwear. Her face expresses more nervousness than before as she feels the exposure of her undergarments. The tall and dark complected man behind her takes a fleeting moment to admire her sexy choice of panties before he gently touches them and slides them down and off her legs.

Her husband remains locked on her as the stranger's hands return to her bare thighs. The look on her face says she's in shock of how real this has become so suddenly, but it also doesn't express any desire to stop moving forward. He and her share eye contact as the stranger's hands slide up her thighs and make contact with her exposed womanhood. By the small widening of her eyes he can tell that the man has begun to check and see if she's ready. Her eyes show her mind still racing with thoughts and questions as the man's hand meets the dampness that her body has already produced.

That little bit of liquid helps his fingers glide effortlessly up and down her most sensitive areas. Sighs and moans escape from her mouth as her body reacts to his gentle touch. Her eyes lock again with her husband's. This time he sees her curiosity starting to win over. Her other thoughts still run circles round her brain, but the rest of her body shows signs of pleasure beginning to creep in.

"Do you like it?", he says as the he watches the stranger touch her. She is unable to find the words to respond as her mind can't seem to settle, instead another moan slips from her lips and simultaneously she gets a little wetter.

The stranger uses her new wetness to slowly slide one of his large fingers inside her. His gentle and slow penetration causes her to breathe heavy and deeply. Her husband looks her deep in the eyes as sighs of pleasure emanate from her. The look in her eyes while still showing hints of nervousness, also shows no signs of backing down. Looking into her eyes he can almost see each soft wiggle of the stranger's finger happening inside her.

"Are you ready for him?" her husband asks. He watches as she's still unable to openly say it in words, but she nods her head and tries to say mmmhmm, but it turns into more of a moan.

He watches as the stranger slowly withdraws his hand and she instinctively repositions herself to receive him. Watching from the front he can't physically see what's happening, but he can read her reactions well enough to know when the stranger rubs his penis along her folds. He watches her steady herself when the man applies pressure and she gasps as the man begins to enter her. Her eyes recenter on his eyes after rolling from the incredible feeling of the stranger's initial penetration. This time her eyes have changed. He sees her immersed in pleasure with no intention of stopping. In place of nervousness and submission her eyes glisten with desire and empowerment.

He watches the erotic scene unfold before him. It's hard to tell which is driving which, but the intensity of her moans and his thrust both steadily increase. Between eye rolling orgasms they make eye contact again.

"Do you like it?" he says. Between moans and heavy breathes she manages to say yes and a few explicit words towards both him and the stranger.

He steps forward and joins in. First fondling her lovely breasts as they swing beneath her. He offers his own cock to her to see what she'll do and she takes it in her mouth. Her moans now muffled by his member, the stranger picks up pace. Moments later an earth shattering orgasm courses through her body and she has to remove him from her mouth to both breathe and scream from the pleasure.

He and the stranger take turns pleasuring her body, with their hands, mouths and cocks until there is a new look in her eyes. By the end of the night she lays on the bed as he makes eye contact with her again. This time her eyes tell the story of a woman who has experienced the most intense and satisfying sexual pleasure that any woman ever can. Her eyes and trembling body alike showcase her power, desire, allure, gratification, satisfaction and exhaustion from this evening's events.

Then he awakes. He slowly opens his eyes and turns off his alarm, realizing it was only a dream. The dim lit hotel room plagues his thoughts. "Why do I dream about this?" he asks himself.

It's not the first time he's had such a dream. It doesn't change much, a different stranger, different room, different positions. One thing that always remains the same is the intensity and deep emotional connection that runs between him and his wife's interactions when she's being desired and completely fulfilled by two men at the same time.

"Am I weird? Am I broken? Why do I want to see this?" he questions each time he thinks about it.

He knows that it's the look of pleasure that he sees in her eyes that drives him wild. Seeing her completely let go and be a sexual vixen for him. Taking another cock, having mind blowing orgasms right in front of him, before engaging in sex with each other like animals. The thought of it rattles his brain.

"There's no way to tell her this. She won't understand. She'll just think I'm weird and look at me differently." He says to himself and tries to suppress the thoughts. "But I wonder... what if it's not another man? What if it's a toy? Just a dildo with just some role play." He thinks to himself.

But still he wonders if she'd ever understand, he wonders if he should say anything at all. He contemplates how he would say anything and how she would take it. He wonders if she would be disturbed by his thoughts and ideas. "Or would she be open to at least role play? Is she curious too? Is she hiding a similar secret?" He thinks almost aloud.

Should he keep them a secret or should he be open and honest? He loves her so much and doesn't want to do anything to upset her. She's beautiful! She's lovely! She's perfect! And he just wants to give her the world and watch her enjoy a state of pure sexual bliss from time to time.

But for now, he just reflects on his dream and wonders what would happen if he opened up about the fictional events that transpired, in a dim hotel room.