A charity night; I didnt even want to go, but my wife June and her friend Theresa did. The location of function was in the middle of Northumberland, or it seemed like it. A big bash I suppose with some international sponsors. The compromise was that I could clear off back to civilisation after dinner and leave them to it, they were staying over and going shopping in Newcastle the following day. However the weather had a different schedule:It started to snow on our way up; I muttered about it being a stupid idea anyway, and that people wouldnt t turn up, but didnt know that it had been on the go for two days prior and this was the last big event. So there we were, by 8pm that night the roads were impassable. The hotel was packed, some of those who were due to leave couldnt, rooms were overbooked, it was like a comedy. June and Theresa didnt seem unduly concerned, They had their room, which in fact I used to change into evening dress, yes it was one of those type of event. June and Theresa looked stunning , both in their fifties but not looking it, very fitted dresses, which in Theresa;s case involved a very low cut top, showing off her boobs very nicely. We have known each other for a long time so dressing in front of each other wasnt embarrassing, but I have to admit that seeing two fit women parading about in heels and stockings was stimulating. June in white bra and pants and six strap belt, Theresa in a Deep purple bra and pants and four strap belt. If only all the blokes at the conference knew ! The dinner was actually quite good, the wine flowed very well, after liquers , people drifted off to their rooms. My plan was to sleep in one of the room chairs, not the most comfortable of nights ahead. However possibly down to an excess of wine, and the fact that the bed was a kingsize, the women decided that it would be ok for me to join them , I offered to sleep on the side furthest from the onsuite, expecting June to be next to me, however by accident or design, Theresa was in the middle. I did feel slightly awkward at this point but made light of it. Although sleeping next to a slightly drunk woman , who was only wearing close fitting purple pants and a bra was disconcerting. Sleep came, and it must have been a couple of hours later when I stirred slightly,to find myself spooning with Theresa, Involuntarily I started to grow. I tried to think of anything to distract me, but my cock had decided to expand; I didnt dare move, but hoped Theresa woldnt be aware. Wrong, it was clear that she was only too well aware, as she pushed her smooth rear into my groin, rolling slightly , so that my now rampant cock aimed right between her legs. She knew what she wanted I think, as I felt her hands pulling down the front of my pants, allowing my cock to spring out and up. As she rubbed herself on me, the effect of the satin material of her knickers only made things worse. In a swift moment she had tugged her panties down below her crotch, and grasping hold of me guided my cock into her. How on earth June didnt wake I dont know. Theresa's slow rhythm quickly made me cum. I could feel myself emptying into her. Job done she pulled herself off me, pulled her panties back up, turned to face me, and with a quick kiss, promptly went to sleep. I think I stayed awake most of the rest of the night. Breakfast was as if nothing had happened. That was 3 months ago, nothing was ever said, no mention made. Life it seems goes on.