My husband Kevin was flying off to India on business and one of his friends had told him that he'd look after me while he was away. I'm 50, blond, firm 34d boobs, size 12 and I'm told I have a good figure. Jim phoned to invite me out for dinner the first night Kevin was away and I thought how nice it was of him. I arrived at the hotel about 6.00pm and met him at the door. He suggested we have a drink before we went through for dinner and we went into the bar area where he ordered 2 large vodka and diet cokes. We relaxed in the soft seats, by the window and I felt quite chilled after the rush of getting Kevin ready for his trip. 4 vodkas later we moved through to the restaurant where we enjoyed a lovely meal and a bottle of Chablis. We then went back into the bar where Jim ordered 2 more large vodkas. At about 9.00pm we were joined by a mutual friend, who lived out of town and was staying overnight at the hotel. I was getting quite tipsy now and the usual male smutty comments were starting to flow, which I simply laughed off. Jim said he would probably be going home soon, but after a trip to reception announced that he booked me in for the night, as I could hardly drive home. That's nice I thought, hubby's away so why not. Jim asked Brad what he'd been up to before he got to the hotel and Brad said he'd been doing a bit of late night shopping for a birthday present for his ex wife. He said she was a hard person to buy for as she was my age, again with a good figure, but he had to be mindful that she never wore tights, knickers of bras, which made selecting something more difficult. Jim ordered another round in and I was now very tipsy and a bit giggly. After I'd finished the drink, Brad came back to his shopping and asked if I would have a look at the clothes he bought for his ex wife, to see what I thought. Jim also suggested that since she was the same size as me why didn't I try them on and let Brad see for himself what they looked like on. Why not I thought. Brad gave me his key and I set off for his room, staggering slightly en route. There were a couple of bags on the bed, which I opened and took out the contents. The bags contained black leather look leggings, a shite vest, a pair of black high heels and a leather look bomber jacket. I decided to do what Jim had suggested and tried the clothes on, remembering what Brad had said about his wife not wearing any underwear, so I did the same I looked in the mirror and thought, not bad, although not something I would choose to wear. I trotted back to the bar, which almost empty now and obviously had only residents left in it. I walked up to the guys and it was Brad that saw me first. Wow, you look fantastic was his comment. Jim turned round and had his mouth open, just staring at me. He shouted over to the barman and said Hazels joined the party set, bring us a bottle of bubbly. He then asked me to go back to the door and walk back in as if I was on a catwalk. I did that and must admit I was feeling quite horny. Great Jim said, now go back and do it again with the jacket over your shoulder. I walked back to the door taking off the jacket as I went and then walked back to the table. What a figure you have Brad said, he though it was even better than his ex wife's. Jim said he'd never seen me show so much of my body before, which again made me feel quite turned on. Jim threw his mobile to Brad and said he wanted a photo of me with him. I stood against the chair he was sat on and his hand rested on my backside and gave it a rub, establishing that I had no knickers on. He then told me to sit on his knee and we had a couple of photos taken he then turned his attention to my nipples which were sticking out a bit and gave them a tweak. This had its desired affect. He then said how amazed he was at the leggings, which showed of my arse beautifully, but also highlighted by lips. I didn't know what he was taking about and said so. He then gently slid a finger down me pussy. It was electric and I'm sure my juices were creating a damp patch inside the leggings, which fortunately could not be seen outside. Jim then thought it would be nice for me to sit on Brad's knee for some more photos. I did that. After the photos I remained on Brad's knee whilst we drank the bottle of champagne. Shortly after Jim announced that he was leaving and gave me a peck goodnight. Brad and I finished off the bubbly between us and he suggested it was passed his bedtime and would escort me to my room, which by coincidence was next to his. I had forgotten my key, so Brad went back to the table for it. On his return he open the door for me and took my arm helping me into the room. Somehow, I don't know how, we ended up kissing and he made some silly comment about me giving him his clothes back. I was too far gone to care and said he could have them straight away. I lay back on the bed and told him to take of my shoes and then the leggings, sitting up for him to take of the White vest. I was now totally naked in front of this guy. I can remember asking him if he liked what he saw and he said I looked far better without the clothes than with them. I said something like why don't you take your clothes off as well, then we can get a couple of selfies. It didn't take him long. He took his mobile out of his pocket and got me posing in different positions, some quite pornographic when I think about it. I took some of him and them he said why don't we get on with it. We did and he was in between my legs in seconds, pushing my thighs apart and getting himself position with his cock at the entrance to my love hole. Seconds later he was inside me. During the next hour and I suppose the previous 4 hours I didn't give my husband a second thought. The sex was fantastic and he truly filled me up. He thought it might be wise if I went through to his room to collect my clothes for the following morning, just in case I slept in longer than him. It was now quite late, so I didn't bother getting dressed and went through to his room completely naked. I was a bit of a shock when I'd entered and found Jim in bed. I thought you'd gone home I said. I couldn't get a taxi, so I got a spare key to Brads room Jim said. But look at you he said. Walking down a corridor completely naked and with spunk dripping from you hole, I never thought I'd see the day. What would Kevin say if he saw you know. This was the first time I'd even thought of Kevin and was horrified. Don't worry Jim said I'm not going to say anything, I don't think. He then gestured me to get I to bed beside him. I did that and was pleading with him not to say anything to Kevin. He turned on his side and put a finger straight into my sopping wet hole rubbing my clit and turning me on. He told me to pull the sheet back, which I did and saw for the first time his manhood. Waht do you think of that he asked. It was thinner than Kevin's but longer. I automatically took hold of it and started to wank it. Now I've never given my husband or any other man a blowjob. Jim told be to lick his cock and balls. I did as requested. After a few minutes he told me to take it in my mouth and do the necessary. I looked up at him and he simply said please. I took it in my mouth and started to suck and wank this long cock. Moments after I'd started I heard the door open and close, but I was too far gone with the drink to think any more about it. Seconds later my arse was being raised of the bed and a cock was sliding into my hole. I was now being spit roasted and was enjoying it. The session went on for another hour or more, before I limped back to my room, sore and full of spunk. I slept late the following morning , dressed and knocked on the next door, but no answer. I went down for breakfast thinking they would be down stairs. No sign of them. I then got an email saying how much they'd enjoyed my company, enclosed a few photos which left nothing to the imagination and said they'd booked the room for that night and they'd see me at 6.00pm in the bar. I had mixed emotions, guilt, relief and feeling good, but wanted to meet up with these guys again.