Ping...Ping...it was Thursday night again, working late into the night finishing off quotes and proposals, replying to emails and setting up new appointments for the following week. Advertising is hell at times and seeming to meet all of the business etiquette is as important as brushing your teeth in the morning. Eventually I realised what the pinging was and quickly checked out the page I had open but hidden. There in chat was a whisper...for me? wow that was new. But who gets a whisper and doesn't look? not many I think. It was my friend I had chatted to a few times driving home the fact his wife was stunning, at least on pictures she was, but how many of these were real was a question constantly on my mind. What are you up to tonight? he asked...twice. Not much besides trying to get ready for Friday...why what are you up to?, what is that beautiful wife of yours doing? Well, we are in a hotel which I think is close by you, we had dinner and I realised I was over the limit, he said, and we thought that while the courage is here we would invite you! Wow this was a surprise! What would I do? carry on working or run like hell for their hotel? I was halfway out the door before I had that thought again, hell was I going to work....no! My friend had quickly sent a photo of his wife on the bed, on her knees, back to the camera and her head on the bed, what a sight seeing her perfectly formed bum completely and perfectly filling her panties, she was indeed the same woman in the pics she had sent! Her legs as smooth and shiny as a models and her position was a hypnotic target for someone as horny as I was right then. And as well as the pic he had suggested I rush over, they had room service for some booze, spare towels for my shower, and to top it all ready and horny for their first time at swinging! It took 20 minutes to get there, I had the essentials, me and a pack of rubbers and a high expectation of some relief! Going into reception and talking on the phone as he described himself, me trying to avoid the staff eyes and then breaking into a smile as we headed for each other, hands out stretched like two old friends meeting for the first time in ages.And then quickly into the lift foyer and waiting for the lift, making small talk about nothing much , still waiting for the lift where we would have some privacy to chat properly about the evening ahead. As soon as the lift had us sealed inside he turned to me and said; we are very nervous as it is the first time, but we are ready so please go slowly and my wife does not like rude words even though I used them when we chatted online...ok? Yes ok, not that I had much pleasure in rude words myself but it seemed that's what he wanted when we chatted. And then he pulled a wad of pink ribbon from his pocket and opened my hand to put it in my grasp. We want you to use this he said, it was flimsy but shiny as most ribbons are. Ok I said, but how exactly do you want me to use this? on my cock or what? No no he laughed, I want, we want you to tie her up in that position. Opening the door to the darkened room, it was as all hotel rooms, plush, quiet, dimmed lighting and a TV glare flickering somewhere beyond the entrance.We went in further and it took a few seconds for my eyes to adjust as I looked around eagerly for the lady. I think I did gasp or gurgle or something when I had her in my sight a few feet from me, still in the same position, her hair covering her face but that bum was exactly the same one I had just looked at on my screen. He handed me a glass of champagne, good champagne I must add, and sat down showing me to my chair while she held her pose as if she was a statue. We hope you like what you see, he asked pointing to the wife with one hand, was I happy? hell yes. I still believe that sexiness is the most attractive aspect of a woman, they are all attractive but sexy is another thing completely and I have always been drawn to sexiness before dimensions and looks. Yes yes , your wife is beyond likeable I told him and I could see his shoulders relaxing slightly at that, his relief extended to her as she wiggled just so slightly at the same time. Please have your drink and then you can shower and we can get more comfortable he seemed to speak to the room and not just me. I leapt up, downed the glass and headed for the shower, turned it to hot and got in, enjoying the whole atmosphere and watching my cock stir more than once in quick succession. And it was soon very twitchy as I became aware of both of them in the shower room with me, just to add this was a shower room in a fancy boutique hotel so the room in there would have held at least four people comfortably. Although they got in next to me their attention was on themselves and I guess also for me to watch as they soaped each other, eyes closed and seemingly oblivious to my presence. I was mesmerised watching them, watching the suds on her tits and then as they cascaded down and away as she turned to the water and then his turn as she washed him.I was ready to leave the shower but watching this was more important just then. They finished and as if I wasn't there opened the shower door and stepped out, each grabbing a towel and once they were wrapped he opened the door and led her out, turning back to look at me and then left. I was soon with them as he handed me another and gestured to the fridge telling me there was other drinks if I wished. She was laying down, wrapped but showing some delicious flesh as well. My cock as well as his were both hard as we looked at her and let the anticipation take over. Those pink panties were now back on and I watched her back in her position. My mouth must have been open looking at how incredibly surreal this was. I must add that this couple were oriental, their manners and hospitality impeccable, their bodies hairless, smooth and fit. This was something that only ever happens in dreams and I was living this one. On the bed next to her was an array of things, the ribbon, condoms, latex gloves a pair of scissors and other things as creams but my attention was on her bum. Please can you tie her up, gently and then use the scissors to cut the panty and then I want to see you play. But you must please be safe, and also use glove for all internal play, if you don't mind he said to me. No problem at all from my side, actually I had always wanted to do this, wear gloves as I fingered a woman and here I was being asked to do it. I tied her ankles first, one to each side of the bed, then her calves just below her knees. When I got to her upper thighs, I passed the ribbon around her thighs just below her bum line and again to the bed posts. The ribbons were flimsy so they were for show more than holding her down. I stroked her back and legs, moving between her legs bum, back and tummy. did this for a while, enjoying the feel of her skin as well as seeing her torso move from her breathing and showing she was enjoying my touch as much as her husband was enjoying watching the show. Ok can you cut it now please? he asked. Then I took the gloves and put them on as he watched as he had been savouring it all, watching every movement with his full attention, stroking his cock gently all the time... Part two tomorrow......