We entered the first bar and I was amazed by how packed the small town were, different age ranges and ooooh, lovely looking people. I could play straight or gay. The second bar, we ended up staying in all night. A DJ played awesome music and we stood close to the dance floor, Young girls dancing clearly turned my hubby on as I glimpsed at him watching their arse and small breast, an older gentleman with his wife couldn’t take his eyes off me, it was quite amusing, noticing these things gets me a little giddy and then flirty. After a few cocktails I decided to give my husband a private dance; he recalled it catching the attention of a few people but more so, it set his cock rock hard and made him Horney as fuck. Closing time was slowly approaching. We finished our drinks and headed back to the hotel. Climbing into bed I reverted back to our conversation about our male neighbours. “I wonder if they are home?” “Go and see” he replied… laughing at one another I jumped out of bed and headed towards the door, opened it and said “see you later” his face was a picture! I stood in the corridor in my underwear gently knocking on my door, “open the door” Hubby didn’t answer, again, I knocked louder, ‘open the door you fool” my voice was shaky with laughter and fear of someone opening their door seeing me half naked. I heard the silent voice behind the door saying, “Go and knock at your friends door, ha ha ha” Then the sound behind me of the boy’s door opening. “Are you ok?” Nervously I said, “err yeah, we were having Banta and I've locked myself out, I think he’s fallen asleep” The gorgeous looking lad replied “shall I go and get reception for you?’ Me; “no, err, he’ll wake up soon, I can sit in your room if you don’t mind and I’ll knock on again later” “Yeah, I've got wine, let me grab you a t-shirt” God I could have died but the plan actually developed… ha ha, who’s having the last laugh now? I hoped he was squirming behind the door listening! Small talk took place with the general, so what’s your name, where are you from, why are you here and then I asked “what’s a good looking lad like you doing alone when there’s so many lovely girls out there tonight?’ He sheepishly smiled and responded with something like “I'm not that type of guy” with a cheeky smile. I smiled back giving half a flirty giggle and commented on how divine his aftershave smelt on his top I was wearing. As he came over to top my glass up I pulled him into the bed, “sit here with me, you don’t need to sit on the chair, I don’t bite…. Not straight away!” He leaned towards me and we began to kiss, He was very passionate and forceful holding me close towards his chest. I thought I would want to flee but instead I felt my pussy tingle and nothing fogged my mind other than the thoughts of wanting to ride my new stud. I unbuttoned his jeans and gripped his arse as they fell to the floor; I saw his manhood growing in his Calvin Kline’s. My hand took a slow pace on feeling his muscular physique as I made my way to gripping his cock, His breathe inhaled deeply as I took grasp and as I slowly wanked his shaft he let out a moan. I took his t-shirt off and stood in my underwear, he took down the straps of my bra and removed it uncovering my pert and excited nipples, his tongue gently gliding over them as his hands cupped my breast. I lay back on the bed as he reached into his wallet for a condom. We fucked for half an hour before hearing knocking at the door, his friend had returned and hadnt got a key. “Let me in”… we left him knocking for a few minutes until we heard another voice, It was my husband. I reached for my underwear and walked towards to the door. The young lad looked at me in amazement and glanced at my husband. I pecked the stud in his cheek “Thank you for rescuing me” and walked back to my room taking my cuc's hand. “Come on, you can clean me up while I tell you all about it”