It was a chain hotel not far from some walks. I took Friday off and got there before check in, but I got booked in. I sent Carol the room number '37 xxx' and took a shower. Carol arrived at four, I was reading in the bar drinking coffee. Her ponytail was gone, her hair rolled back and hugged her face. She wore a shiny jumpsuit. ABBA jumped to mind.

I took her largest bag and gave her a kiss on the cheek, she responded by crushing her lips to mine. "We need to get to the room." I agreed with her and led the way. 

She dropped her bag in the corner and I dropped her other bag alongside. We looked at each other for a moment then passions clashed. She rubbed my cock, still covered by trousers, I pulled the zip of her jumpsuit down. She tugged at my belt and thrust her hand into my trousers. I pushed her jumpsuit off her shoulders, she released my cock just long enough to free herself and fell to her knees to take it into her mouth. I reached down with both hands undid her bra. God she was always good at playing the flute.

"Bed." I told her. She held up her jumpsuit and threw herself on the bed. I freed myself of my trousers and tugged at her jumpsuit. Her shoes came off with it. I descended on her pussy just noticing the new addiction, Winnie the Pooh dipping his hand towards her honeypot and a couple of bees. No time to admire her tattoo, I started to lick at her honey. I thrust my tongue into her and she opened her legs wide. I wanted her, I jammed my cock in her, she was wet horny and I met no resistance. I hammered away at her. I was afraid I would cum too soon but she was equally enthusiastic, we came together. 

"I'm sorry, I should have asked if we needed condoms." I apologised.

"We never have." She responded, playing with my balls.

"I know but it has been years."

"Too many years. I should have asked before."

I never answered, or rather my answer was my face in her honeypot. She came 3 times to tongue and once more to cock.

We caught up with the last few years over glasses of wine. Helen had got married, her husband while Helen was pregnant tried it on and Carol let him. She never enjoyed him and Helen started to move in new circles. They don't see each other much. Carol had a number of boy friends but none shared her that they knew of.

I had a few girlfriends, some I did share, some I took to clubs. I had not seen Clive in 4 years.

"He was never as good as you." She kissed me and we started over. I took a little more time, refreshing my memories of her switches and more personal areas. She was right we had left it too long. Nearly an hour later we came up for air and dinner.

Over dinner we reminisced over our 4sum. We took little notice of the couple at the next table. She said she was exceedingly excited by the experience but surprised she even got in the sleeping bag.

"Would you like to do it again?" I asked her. 

"Yes, I would." She said almost excitedly. 

There was a tut tut from the next table. We both almost burst out laughing. 

Back in the room we made love reminding each other of our past encounters as we did, of Helen and Clive.

I repeated my question, "Would you like to swap with another couple."

"Yes, but I would have to like them."

"Why did you get in bed with Clive and then me?"

"We were cold."

"Why did you get in bed with me?" I knew I was pressing her.

"It was Helen's idea."

"But you enjoyed it so much you want to do it again?"

"Yes if we met them and we all liked each other."

"Let me show you something."

I logged on to the site, and let Carol search the chat rooms. 

"Men wanking and looking for cheap thrills." She commented. 

"That's part of it. There is more to it."

"Really?" She said with disbelief. 

"I'll prove it."

We created a couples account and agreed on wording for some ads.

Back in the bed Carol exhausted me and we fell asleep. In the morning we satisfied each other and had breakfast. 

We went for a walk and found a fallen tree in a quiet spot. Yes I bent Carol over the tree and had my wicked way with her.

We walked back through town and passed a sex shop. 

"You said you would try a 4sum, have sex with others in the room, fuck me and others."

"If I like them."

"Would you have sex with me on camera so others can see."

"Not if they can see my face."

"That is why we need masks."

"Hot!"

So we did the whole shop, found masks and purchased them. Carol was a little red as we left.

We had lunch, afternoon sex, a walk, dinner and then we logged into the couples account. Carol did all the typing, we set up a private room and invited about a dozen couples. We stripped off and I fondled her breast as she typed. I put the mask on her and myself. 

"Sure?" I asked her.

"I'm sure, have me, let them all see."

I switched the camera and sound on. I Placed the tablet where I hoped it would get a good view, then ignored it. I started with kisses then a hand on her pussy that is when I knew she was enjoying it. She kissed me back savagely. I pushed my finger into her, and she screamed "O YES." I moved to eat her pussy, "no in me, I want you in me."

I obliged fucking her knowing her excitement was elevated by the knowledge we were being watched. I took her with hard fast long thrusts, hammering her pussy. She came, I was nowhere near, her pussy was sopping it was not all the remainder of afternoon activity. She came again very vocally and finally I managed to spill into her.

"That was so good. Do it again." So I did. She came again, I filled her again. 

Before I left her I whispered, "I'm going to do something very crude. I'm going to show them my spunk in your cunt. Say no if you don't want me to. Cover Pooh."

"Show them my cunt." That surprised me the use of the word cunt.

Carol pulled her lips apart and covered her tattoo. I pointed the tablet at the evidence of our depravity. "You look gorgeous my love."

I gave the tablet to Carol. "That is so dirty." She read the comments and picked a few couples to chat to. She, we became friends with 2 couples but more asked. We turned the tablet off. "I don't believe we did that."

"We did, but we don't have to do it again."

"O yes we do."

"Do we?"

"I want to."

"Then we will. I like you dirty and crude but I like you loving and sweet."

"There is a time for both. A time to love and a time to fuck." Carol confirmed. 

We put the tablet away and made love.

Sunday we made love, I think that is when I knew Carol was more than another lady.

We had breakfast, went for a walk, fuck where we could have been discovered but were not. We had lunch in a pub and walked back to the hotel. 

Carol read and answered some messages on the site.

The rest of the day was ours, no site. 

Monday morning was rushed, a quick fuck, breakfast, another quick fuck and a promise to it over again.