I found this site several months ago and often wonder what sort of woman would want to have sex with somebody else when they say they love their husband. I had only ever been with my hubby before and often wondered what it would be like to have sex with another man but would never ever consider doing it. We arranged a weekend away in Nottingham for ourselves and the two kids. We had a family room so the girls were in two single beds in our room with us. We had a nice day exploring the town and a very nice meal in the hotel restaurant, a couple of drinks in the bar, and then it was time for the girls to go to bed. Hubby said he would take them to bed and would then join me in the bar when they were asleep. I sat at a table in the bar and continued to drink the bottle of wine I had ordered. I love people watching and was intriqued by the different people coming and going from the hotel and bar. I wondered whether the couple sat on the table next to me were really maried or were they having an affair. Or was the man sat on his own on business or just visiting like we were. I sat and people watched for about 10 minutes when I was suddenly aware that the man who had been sat on his own was stood next to me. He asked if I would like some company and I said that would be nice. He was about my age, 35, quite tall with rugged, good looks. Not boyish but a very manly, weathered face. He said that he had seen me watching the other people in the bar and had found it amusing as I flitted from one to another. I think I blushed as I realised I had been caught out but he just laughed and I found that he was a very nice person. He was married and on business, attending a conference to get a contract for his company. We talked for about 20 minutes and I found myself quite drawn to him. I must say that I love my husband very much and had never ever actually wanted another man before, but I was beginning to wonder what it would be like to feel his weight on me as he fucked me hard. I was getting very turned on and my neck was beginning to glow red, as always happened when I was sexually aroused. He must have recognised the signs as the conversation was steered towards sex. We talked very openly about our partners and what they were like and I suddenly decided I was going to have this man's cock inside me. I asked him what his room was like and he said would I like to see it. I stood up and he walked towards the lift and we both stood in silence as it travelled to the top floor. I followed him along the corridor to his room and he opened the door, held it open for me and I walked in. He closed the door and immediately we grabbed one another and kissed paassionately, our hands groping every inch of the other's body. We fell onto the bed and his hand went between my legs. I opened them to allow him to feel me and he pulled my pants to one side and stuck two fingers straight into me. I was very, very wet, and I could not remember the last time when I was so desperate for a man to stick his cock in me. I undid his trousers and took out his very hard cock and pulled back the foreskin. The end was very wet as he was also excited and I pulled him on top of me, pulled his cock hard and forced him into me. I came the moment he entered me, and I felt the waves of orgasm sweep right through my body and down to my toes. That is when I know I have had a very deep cum. He pushed his cock very hard in and out of me and I came again within 30 seconds. I had not been this turned on for years and as he got faster and faster, I again felt another orgasm hit me. I think I cried out very loudly in ecstasy this time but still I wanted more. His body was beginning to tense and he suddenly stiffened, groaned very loudly in my ear and gripped the flesh on my bum very hard. I felt his cock jerk several times as his hot spunk shot inside me. This was too much for me and I came again, just as intensely as I had done before and crying out loud again. He collapsed on top on me and we both lay exhausted on the bed for a couple of minutes before I suddenly realised that I was going to be missed if I didn't return to the bar. I pushed him off me, adjusted my clothes and left the room. When I got to the bar hubby was still not there so I sat back down and continued to drink the wine I had from before. I think I could not have been gone more than 10 minutes, but in that time I had had 4 orgasms. I could feel his spunk soaking my pants and I reached down and felt them. I was dripping with it, and it was spreading over the tops of my legs and onto the back of my dress. Just then hubby appeared and sat down with me at the table after ordering another drink. I wasn't sure whether I should tell him about my encounter, but decided it was probably best if I didn't. We had great sex that night and he remarked that we should go away a bit more if I was going to be that horny again.