I'm currently splitting up from my husband after I found out he had been seeing some other woman.It wasn't the first time he had done it, and this being the third time, I'd had enough. I'm aged in my late 40's, although not quite as trim as I was in my 20's, I still think I can turn a few heads, thanks to my fuller figure. Last week I was away at a works conference and was staying at a rather nice hotel in Sevenoaks. I was the only one from the company staying there, and so was not looking forward to sitting in the bar and resturant alone. I got to the hotel, dumped my bags in the room and went to the bar for a drink. Being a smoker, I went outside for a ciggy, and stood watching all the other guests arriving. A group of men walked towards the reception, one of them stopped got a packet of ciggies out and lit one up. The usual conversation started that happens between all smokers about the ban, and this passed the time. He seemed a nice guy, in his late 30's, not stunning to look at, just an average bloke, although he was quite well spoken. I finished my cigarette, and put it in the bin. He asked if I was about going for a meal, I told him I would be, and he said "Hopefully I'll see you later then?" and grinned at me. I went and had my meal and ended up going for another drink at the bar. I have to say that curiosity was getting the better of me, and I felt a little twinge of excitement when I saw him sat in the bar with a pint. I went upto him and said hello, he bought my drink and we started a bit of chat, the usual stuff at first. I told him about my pending divorce, he told me that he was married but not happy. There was certain 'buzz' building between us, and I then said that I was going for a cigarette. I went outside, lit up, and began thinking. I fancied this guy, more lust than anything else, but a bit of me still was saying I shouldn't. As I stood there deep in thought, I became aware that he had come outside and was stood near me. I smiled at him, as he said "A lady who is miles away. What are thinking about?" "Not much" What he said next really took me by surprise. "I think you are very attractive and I'd really like to fuck you" I didn't know what to say, other than "Oh!" "I'm in room 103, if you want to, I'll see you there" He went inside, and left me standing there aghast. I was really torn as to what to do. I was shaking slightly, so had another fag to try and calm myself down. I finished my cig and went inside. My brain was saying no, but I realised then that I hadn't had a decent fuck in months. So that made up my mind. I went upstairs and walked towards his room. With a large amount of trepidation, I knocked on the door. He opened it, and showed me in. I walked into the room and turned round to see him with just a towel round him, which didn't stay there long as he dropped it to the floor and showed a rather impressive looking hard on. He came over to me and started to undo my blouse, at the same time as asking me what I liked to do in bed. He had undone all the buttons and was now gently squeezing my breasts, as I stammered that I liked to be licked slowly before penetration. "Do you like sucking cocks?" I nodded, and he said "Well, thats a good place to start then" He guided me towards a chair and I sat down, and took his very hard prick into my mouth, slowly pulling back his foreskin and running my tongue around his knob before taking all of his length in as far as it could go. I felt it touch the back of my throat, but fought the urge to gag. He held the back of my head, as i slowly took his shaft out and started to suck him. I could feel my fanny starting to come back to life, as I started to push my mouth up and down his cock. I could feel him tense, and took him out of my mouth and said "Don't come yet" His reply was "don't worry about that" as he pushed his cock back into my mouth. I felt him give a slight thrust and then felt his hot cum spurt into my mouth, hitting the back of my throat. He held my head as I swallowed it all down for what seemed like ages, and then he took his cock out of my mouth. I wiped a little dribble of spunk off my lips and looked up at him. "Your turn now" and he took my hand and helped me to stand up. He turned me round and put his hands up the back of my blouse and undid my bra. He then put his hands round under my arms and lifted my bra over my tits and cupped them in his hands and started to tweak my nipples that were by now rock hard. I could feel his prick hard through the material of my skirt against my backside. As he squeezed my boobs, he put his face close to my left ear and said "I want you to go over to the chair, turn it round, and bend over the back of it. Don't undress". I was so horny by this point, I did as he asked, and went to the chair and lent over it. He walked up behind me. I looked round at him as he took hold of the hem of my skirt and lifted it up, letting it fall onto my back. He then began to runs his hands over my bum and between my legs, his hands rubbing at my fanny through the material of my knickers and tights. "Have you got any more tights with you?" "Yes" "So you don't mind if these get ripped then?" I shook my head, and then felt the tights being ripped exposing my arse. "what about your panties?" I was unable to answer, due to my mouth now going dry with anticipation, and again I felt material being ripped as my arse was fully exposed. "I love seeing a woman like this" I looked round again and saw him kneel down behind and then felt a hot toungue being run between the cheeks of my arse as they were held open. I opened my legs and felt his tongue being pushed into my soaking cunt. I couldn't help letting out a load gasp as he worked my cunt and clit from behind. My husband had never done this to me and I was really enjoying it. I could feel myself building up to an orgasm, when I felt fingers being pushed into me and seeming to stretch me. Better was to follow, as he started to tongue my arsehole at the same time. Again, I had never had this done to me before, although a couple of friends had told me about it, and it was sending me over the edge. I started to tense up, felt myself arch backwards as he pushed his tongue in as far as it could go, and then I came. I let out a load moan, and then collapsed forward. It was an amazing feeling. I looked back to see he had know stood up and was positioning himself behind me and I felt his still hard cock pushing into my aching fanny. He gave one hard push that made me gasp and slid his whole cock up me and began to fuck me hard, gripping my hips, and began calling me a dirty fucking bitch who was going to be sore by the time he had finished with me. I loved it; he went on telling me that my cunt was tight and he was going to stretch me, I was getting more and more vocal telling him to fuck me harder and faster and to use me. I was getting closer to cuming again, when he pulled out, I almost shouted at him "Don't stop!", when he took hold my hand, stood me up and took me over to the bed. He sort of pushed me onto it, got on beside me and turned me over onto my front. I felt the last bit of the gusset of my tights being torn off, and my legs opened wide. I was then lifted up onto all fours, and I felt my arse cheeks being held open, and his knob was then rubbed over my ring. "Have you ever done anal before?" "No, only your tongue" "Do you want me to fuck you up the arse?" I wanted his prick up me so much, but all that came out was "if you want" I then felt his knob pushing at my tight arse, and a shot of pain as he got it in. He pushed it all the way up and the feeling was incredible, almost like burning, but so pleasant. He slowly started to fuck me, gradually building up speed, until each thrust was accompanied by a little moan from me. This time the orgasm took me by surprise, and I had to put my head down into the bed clothes to stiffle the noise! I could hear him saying "I'm coming" and then he pulled out and I felt hot sperm splash over my arse, onto my back and even felt some land on my skirt that was still round my waist. I felt exhausted and stayed on all fours as he then started to lick my poor stretched arse, this then brought me off again. I got up off the bed and started to tidy myself up as best I could. I felt rather well used, but very satisfied. He lay there and asked if I had enjoyed it as much as he had. I nodded and asked if was here the following night. He said he was and we made arrangements to meet up again. I have now realised that I have been missing out on a lot of fun. My soon to be ex thinks he is having all the fun, but I think I'll be making up for lost time. I did find out the guy's name but he'll remain anonymous, but my thanks go to him.