Fourth instalment from 2019 when hubby gave me a free hand to play. This was in August, a weekend in London which I would normally think of a great opportunity to be naughty. However, this weekend hubby and son were competing in a 100 mile cycle event around London and Surrey which meant little booze and early night Saturday and exhausted Sunday night so I didn’t expect anything to happen. Early Sunday morning hubby left for the event and I had the morning to myself and had to be on the Mall early afternoon when son was expected to finish and wait for hubby an hour of so later. I had a lazy breakfast in the hotel then took the DLR to Greenwich market. I browsed a while, bought of couple of things I didn’t need then found a nice coffee shop and settled down with my coffee, reading Sunday paper on my phone. I glanced around a few times, customers were mostly couples and small groups of friends. I then clocked a guy sat on his own and did a quick scan of him, mid thirties, longish dark hair and a Mediterranean look, I guessed Spanish or Portuguese. I looked in his direction a couple of times and we made eye contact, he looked straight back and gave me a wide smile so I smiled back encouraged by my now stirring pussy. A few minutes later, he got up and I thought he was leaving, however, he stopped by my table and asked if he could join me in slighted accented English. We got chatting, he told me his name was Manny and he was from Chile ! Ah well, not quite Spain or Portugal but right ethnicity. I normally prefer tall guys, he was quite short but broad shouldered and fit looking and very very sexy. His interest peaked when I told him hubby and son were out cycling for the next few hours, he had seen the closed roads so knew about the event. We finished our coffee and he looked me in the eye and said let’s go. He hailed a cab and I told him to go to our hotel at Canary Wharf. As soon as we were in the lift, he pulled me to him and kissed me hard, he had a great smell and a hard body and I could feel my pussy getting damp in anticipation. As soon as we were in the room, he whipped off his tee shirt revealing his well formed and muscular chest and arms. He pulled off my blouse and soon had me out of my cropped jeans. As I hadn’t been anticipating this, I was just wearing plain bra and knickers, however, they were soon scattered on the room floor so didn’t really matter. He was kissing me hard again and squeezing my tits and nipples, I could feel his erection through his jeans and I started to rub it. His cock was straining at the leash so I pulled back and unbuttoned him and as he kicked his jeans away I had his cock free of his boxers. It was very thick and I was soon on my knees licking and sucking his cock end, he tasted devine. After a while, I stood up, he kissed me again and slipped a finger into my very wet pussy. He then picked me up, lowered me unto the edge of the bed and went down to lick my clit and pussy, running his hands over my body and tits. I was now more than ready for his cock so moved up the bed and he followed, placing my legs over his shoulders and after teasing my entrance for a few seconds, slid all the way in. He felt fantastic and as soon as he started thrusting in and out, I was pushing back to meet every thrust and in no time my first orgasm ripped through me. He was very good and not long after each orgasm subsided he was building me up to the next one. I lost count of how many times I came and I made a bit of a mess of his back with my nails but he was undeterred and eventually in the middle of another intense orgasm he pounded even harder let out a big groan and shot several spurts of cum deep inside me. We lay in a heap whilst he slowly softened inside of me and when he slipped out I realised time was pressing and I needed to smarten up and get going. He also took the hint and after another naked hard snog, he dressed and left after leaving his number on hotel note pad. I was still tingling from a fantastic session but realised I wouldn’t have time to shower so did my best to make myself presentable and dressed. I splashed on plenty of perfume and headed out to the Mall finish line hoping my son didn’t notice the smell of sex, didn’t want him thinking his old mum was also an old slut ! I didn’t mind hubby smelling sex on me though as I would tell him about it later and we would have sloppy seconds despite the exhaustion of his 100 mile bike ride. Ps, ignore previous story link not my story and can’t edit it !