To say I'm furious is an understatement. I was persuaded by my new lover Andy to put my story on this site under the above title, which I did after much thought. I didn't realise he was putting his story on as well, which appeared 2 down from mine. Neither did I realise that my loving husband John was setting me up for someone, who I had absolutely no interest in, to screw me. But I'm happy with my new lover and as the saying goes revenge is sweet. After getting 2 really good fucks, I was hooked on Andy and after a couple of days without my new fix, I needed to get together with him again. I suggested to John that we should go for a meal and as he was driving I had my usual bottle of wine. After the meal and feeling quite happy, I said to John we should pop in passed Andy's work to see if he was in. Andy was really pleased to see me and gave me a hug and whispered in my ear, did I want it. Of course darling I whispered back. We drove to our local 5 star hotel and took a seat in the lounge. It was a low table with equally as low soft seats. John and I sat next to each other and Andy sat opposite me. John went up for the drinks and I leaned forward to speak to Andy opening my legs, so he could see I was once again without any underwear. You like, I asked. Definitely, he said. Do you notice anything different, I asked, opening my legs a little more. Wow, he said, you shaved your pussy, nice. John arrived back with the drinks and my legs closed. We drank and chatted for over an hour and I was getting more and more frustrated by the minute. Andy said he was going for a cigarette. Gotcha. I said to them both it would be nice to have a cigarette again, as I'd stopped 16 years earlier. John thought it would be a stupid idea. I promised that I wouldn't get hooked again and John reluctantly agreed. We went to the back of the hotel where there was a stair which was never used. We kissed, he fondled me and I unzipped his fly and pulled out that beautiful stiff cock of his. I turned round, leaned on the stair and lifted my skirt at the back. Andy didn't need any further encouragement, he was inside me like a flash, thrusting deep into me. I came almost immediately and managed to cum again before he finally shot his load and what a load it was. We straightened ourselves up and went back to the lounge. John was stood at the bar talking to a mutual friend. Andy and I slithered up to the bar and I jumped up onto a bar stool and as I did my dress opened and our mutual friend Graham saw a visible run of Andy's cum trickling down my leg. Our eyes met. He looked at the tell tale run, looked into my eyes again, then at Andy and then back to me and smiled. It was obvious that he knew what I'd been up to and the thought now was, how do I keep it from John. After a while John said it was time to go home and would Andy like a lift, to which he said yes. We said our goodbyes to Graham and we went out the door. I said that I'd forgotten to ask Graham something and I'd be back in a minute. Back I went into the hotel and straight up to Graham, who fortunately was still sat on his own at the bar. As I approached he said, so what have you been up to. I couldn't deny my wrong doing as the evidence was quite plain. Ok, I said, how do I stop you telling John. He didn't make it easy. What are you suggesting Helen, he asked. The only thing I could suggest of course was me on a plate. Would you like to fuck me, I asked. Would you like me to, he asked. The bastard was making me squirm. Yes I would, I said. Ok, if that's what you really want, meet me here tomorrow afternoon at 1.00 when John's at work. We'll have a couple of bottles of champagne and I'll book a room. Now Graham knows that I get drunk very quickly on Champagne, but there was nothing I could do about it. Are you OK with that, he asked. What alternative did I have. Yes, that sounds good. He pulled me towards him, slipped his hand under my skirt and a finger into my pussy. To be honest it felt good. I made my excuses, kissed him and went off to the car. The follOWing day was amazing.