John carried the suitcases from the station three hundred yards to the hotel and we booked in, once in our room we quickly changed and headed down to the bar. It was already late and the journey north had been a long one. So a few drinks and an early night was planned. I went to the bar while John headed to the loo. I stood waiting to be served at the fairly bar behind a very tall guy, he smelt wonderful. I wondered what he looked like. I purposefully nudged the chap ahead of me making him turn and I apologised as he gave me the broadest and whitest grin I'd seen in such a long time. "Hey, it's fine, Miss." Ooooh, American! He ordered his drink, singular, and I pulled my phone from my bag. "John, how long will you be?" "Two seconds, I'm coming in now." "Oh no, thats not good, be as quick as you can, I don't want to be sat here alone for two hours!" John laughed and put his phone away as he stood three feet from me at the bar. The American turned and smiled again. "Bad news, Miss?" "What? Oh, yes, hubby had car trouble, he's moving now but it a few hours away. Just my luck." I caught the attention of the barman and ordered a large white wine. "Can i get that for you?" he offered, I gazed up and down as discreetly as I could, 6'3'' and a good ten years younger than me. "No, don't be silly, you don't know me." "I don't know anyone!" he laughed. "Please, I would love some company for a while." I hesitated, then agreed with a nod of my head and a grin. "Great stuff." he turned to pay and I gave John a really manic smile of excitement behind the giants back. Hot, young and very very fit. I knew John would be struggling with a hard on, he loved this, no, we loved it. We stayed at the bar as there were no seats free, the music was not so loud but I acted as if it was deafening, I constantly leant in so his mouth was by my ear, I would take a large gulp of that scent as I made eye contact with my husband, his face now glowing like he had a blood pressure issue and a smile like he had won the lottery. About ten minutes in a table came free and we retired to sit, I was a little disappointed with what I was wearing and felt slightly frumpy although Guy, that was my Yankee mates name, didn't look put off. He told me he was a stage designer here to put forward a design for a big forthcoming show. He was so passionate about his work, showing me on his smart phone some of his work and some of the stars he had come in connect with, I loved his passion and the way he never failed to make eye contact with me throughout. I could have sat with him forever, he was 12 years younger and he was gorgeous. i pulled my phone out when he went to the bar, "John, sorry but you're not getting here until after midnight, darling." "Oh no," he whispered in a hoarse tone, I looked over and saw his face was puce, the poor man was really excited. Guy returned with the drinks and I held up my mobile. "John's car has broken down again, so I'll leave you after this and hit the sack, he's not getting in until one or two a.m.!" "That's terrible, but listen, I would love to keep chatting, and there's a disco upstairs in half hour, we could go and have a look at that." he gave me a hopeful stare. "Dressed like this, no way, Guy." "You look devine, honestly." "Listen, I'll nip to my room and get something decent on and meet you there in fifteen minutes." he smiled that hollywood smile and said "Thats my girl." when he stroked my leg in appreciation I nearly squirted in my pants. As I headed up to my room I pulled out my phone, John answered instantly. We had never gone too far, to be honest we only did this sort of thing to spice up our bedroom, furthest I'd gone was a back seat necking session with a 29 year old guy who had gotten upset when I wouldn't let him in my knickers, John was watching close by and said it had been the most exciting moment of his life and thanked me over and over. My pleasure.. "Look love, going to the disco on the upper floor. Just in the room putting on some slap and nice pair of heels." "What's he like? He looks young." "John, he is a lovely man, I'm going to put a show on for you, I promise." "Fuck, Jan, I love this. Thank you." "Just show you love me later, I'm so wet right now. I'm going to need looking after." I left the room feeling a lot more sensuous than I had earlier, good heels, hold ups and flimsy top that looked classy not cheap. Guy was waiting for me at the stairs, he had slipped on a grey suit that fitted around his young body like a glove. A white detailed shirt, that had maybe one button too many open, finished his ensemble off. The fresh knickers were just as damp as the pair I had just dropped on our bedroom floor. Guy pulled me in for a hug and kissed my cheek. "You look divine, Jan." "Don't be silly, just a skirt and blouse." I patted the black skirt that came just above my knees. "I hope your husband doesn't get here too quickly" he said and lead the way to disco. Inside it was warm and fairly dark, the music was loud and when he asked me what I wanted to drink I had to put my face by his to hear. While Guy got the drink my iphone received a message. 'You look fucking hot!' it was John, I looked around and finally spotted him stood alone. I wandered over, I wanted to tease this man I loved, this was for him, I love pleasing John and nothing pleases him more than his wife being wanted by another man. I smiled and i swear I saw his adams apple bob as he gulped deeply. Over the next hour I drank wine, I flirted outrageously, I laughed and then we danced. He moved so gracefully, on the slower tracks he held me like a fragile package, stroking parts of my body I hadn't realised were erogenous zones. John watched from afar as I snuggled my head against his chest, he nearly forgot to breathe as he saw Guy pull my arse onto his stiff cock. Shit, it was like a marble rolling pin, the big man looked down at me and I took my face from his broad chest and stared up at him. The kiss was natural, slow and deep and so fucking sensual, I felt his cock twitch against my belly. Oh dear, seemed to have gone on a lot and said nothing dirty yet...sorry readers...I'm off to bed with my John now and will complete tomorrow, I know its not all spunk and 15" cocks...but it is real, I find real stories to be the horniest. Back soon.