Sitting watching my gorgeous size 12, 50 year old wife prepare for a night out, walking around the bedroom in her black underwear. Watching as she slips on her fully fashioned nylons and clips them into her 8 clip suspender belt. Watching as she chooses her little black dress with sheer top, showing glimpses of her fantastic breasts in her bra. It's was a couple of months ago when I eventually persuaded her to text one of her previous suitors. Once she had told me that before we met and despite them both being married he had come onto her a number of times and eventually she met him in a car park he stood at the car door while she unzipped him and sucked his cock while hand played with her ample 32g breasts until he held the back of her head and pumped his cum into her mouth and she swallowed him down I have been fantasising about introducing him into our love life. A few texts and photos sent back and forth and he was keen to meet again and progress. Tonight I am to drive her to a bar where he will be waiting and she will text me to update me how it is going. We walk out to the car and she looks fabulously sexy. I rub her nylon clad thigh for the 20 minute drive, pull up out side and cup her breast as she leans over to kiss me. "Text you in a while" she said, well a while was an hour, 'Had a couple of drinks just chatting he has been rubbing my legs and backside going to move on.' They moved onto a nearby hotel which had a bar with a dance floor. 'A couple more drinks, dancing hands all over me.' I decided to drive to the hotel and try to slip into the bar unseen by the pair of them. Fortunately when I arrived the place was heaving so it proved easy to get in, get a drink and side off into the corner and look around relatively discreetly. They were dancing, close his hands rubbing her arse lifting her skirt far enough to reveal her stocking tops to the group of 3 guys sitting at a table next to the dance floor. They were all encouraging him, thumbs up etc so he was teasing them with more and more. As they moved round the floor they were grinding together and I could just see her hands was at his groin rubbing the front of his trouser. The track finished and they returned to their drinks which they finished they gathered their things and headed for the reception. My phone buzzed, 'going to get a room, pick me up in an hour as he has to get home.' With that I watched as they collect a key and disappear into a lift. I returned to the bar and replied to her text, 'get him to take pictures' After an hour my wife rest me a photo of her with his cock in her mouth, obviously taken by him with his hand on the back of her head 'he's leaving can you pick me up?' Wait in the room, what room number? She text'd be the room number, I waited until he passed through reception and out. I went straight to the room, knocked and she let me in. She stood in nothing but her stockings I hugged and kissed her she smelt of sex, we went to the bed I laid her down and started to kiss her all over. I could smell their mixed cum on the inside of her stockinged legs. My fingers explored her and started to slide in and out of her swollen lips.i pulled my fingers out of her and offered them to her mouth she sucked them and smiled I hesitated as my mouth came to her used fanny I had never gone down on her before I looked up at her and closed my eyes and pushed my face into her poking my tongue into her tasting the mixture of his and her cum. I lapped at the cum dripping out of her and we kissed her tongue probing my mouth. We spent the hour having great sex while she told me all the sordid details of the previous hour.