My wife, Gill and I recently had a weekend away on a short city break in eastern Europe. The hotel was pleasant enough, clean, and had a restaurant and bar. We had dinner in the restaurant on the Friday night, and spent the Saturday exploring the city. That evening we ate out and returned to the hotel about 11pm. We went to the bar to have a drink and sat at one of the tables. It was quite busy with lots of languages being spoken, and we found ourselves talking to a old guy from Hungary who was staying in the town on business. His English was not too good and it was a struggle to understand each other. He bought a couple of bottles of wine, and put them on his bill, to be paid by the company expense account. He was about 60, and very well educated, and interested in finding out about England. Gill is 36, curvy was wearing a very short skirt, and as she got more amd more drunk, was not very careful about what she showed. Steve, (I know, not very Hungarian) seemed very interested in her and spent a lot of time I am sure looking up her skirt. When he went to the loo, I said to Gill that he had been looking up her skirt, and she said she knew, and had been showing him on purpose. She said that it had turned her on and hadn't realised that she enjoyed flashing. We had met one guy from on here before and I said that if she wanted to, she could do what she liked with him. When he came back, Gill suggested that we went back to our room with the bottles and we all got into the lift and into our room. She sat on the bed and Steve sat next to her. At first there was lots of chatting and it developed into flirting. He put his hand on her leg and she just ignored it and carried on chatting. I was sat in the chair opposite watching. She went to the bathroom and Steve said to me that she is a very attractive woman and I replied that I knew how lucky I was. When she came back into the room she again sat down next to him and I could see that she had removed her knickers, and put her hand on his leg quite near to his crutch. They sat innocently touching each other for about 10 minutes, each knowing what the other wanted but not sure whether to make a move. Their hands were slowly, over several minutes, moving up to the tops of the others' legs until Gill was actually touching his cock, and his hand was just under the hem of her skirt. She started rubbing his cock and I could see that he had a bulge in his trousers. Next thing his hand was up her skirt and was stroking her pussy, which I could see was soaking. She opened her legs to allow him to finger her, and laid back on the bed, still with her hand on his cock. He played with her for about 10 minutes before she orgasmed, and she reached up and got his cock out. It was about average length, but quite thick, and he had grey pubes to match his hair. She leant forward and took it into her mouth and sucked it, and licked his hairy balls. He undid her top, and removed the rest of her clothing. He then got between her legs and pushed himself into her in one go. She held onto his ass as he fucked her hard for about 30 minutes. She must have cum about 5 times, and then he groaned and went rigid as he shot his cum into her. She kissed him on the mouth as he came and groaned loudly as she again came. He rolled off her and she laid on the bed with her legs open and spunk running out of her onto the bed. He quickly pulled up his trousers, kissed her and left. I immediately put my cock in her and we both came together as she told me how it had felt to have an old man fuck her. He certainly came an awful lot as the bed was soaked under her. I think we must have had another three fucks that night as she kept telling me how turned on she had been, and wants to try and find another guy when we got back to England.