It was dark, cold and windy on a Thursday evening as the taxi pulled up outside the Radisson BLU near Tivoli in Copenhagen. A short flight from Manchester. We were travelling light as I’d promised to buy Linda some new cloths – or at least to give her money to shop whilst I was in meetings the following day. We’d eaten on the plane so ordered just a snack from room service and had an early night. By four on the Friday afternoon I was back at the hotel and suggested a walk through Nyhavn taking in a beer or two en route. Back to the hotel nicely relaxed, showered and changed Linda was still busy preening so said she’d meet me in the bar. Half an hour later she perched on the stool next to me looking stunning, more heavily made up than usual, bright red lipstick, long flowing curly auburn hair complemented by her green eyes. She was wearing a new coat, buttoned up black shiny PVC with a red belt but showing a good V of flesh and matching boots black boots with a red zipper down the inside. I was about to order her a drink when the barman placed a glass of Champagne in front of Linda, “With the compliments of the gentleman” pointing at a chap sat opposite us at the round bar. We were about to leave but Linda said she should than the gent for her drink as the barman returned with a piece of paper in his hand, “message from the gentleman” again pointing. Linda read it out “I’d be pleased to enjoy your company you once you are free. Room xxx”. Linda went round to him, kissed him leaving a scarlet red impression of her lips on his cheek and walked back to me hooking my arm and we walked out into the street. We chatted as we walked, Linda told me she’d thanked him for the drink and told him she was off for supper with her husband. He’d offered her DK2,500 for an hour if she changed her mind which amused her. We had a delightful but light supper in a seafood restaurant, Linda was tipsy and happy. I was concerned she was cold as she’d refused to remove her coat when invited to do so by the waiter but she claimed to be “just right”. Arm in arm we went for a wander, stumbling across Chris’ Bar, a place I’d told Linda about from my many previous visits to Copenhagen. In we went as she was determined to enjoy the bar’s famous tipple “Chris’ Spunk”, a precipitation of aquavit and something or other turning the contents of the bottle cloudy with little white tadpole looking bits. She asked for a large one – I stuck with a beer. “Nice” she decided, “nothing like the real thing but warms the cockles of a MILF’s heart”. Definitely tipsy I decided, Linda never speaks like that when sober. Mind you, she’d never dressed in PVC before. Off again for more wandering and as we walked down a nondescript street I recognised a basement cinema club I’d visited. “I’ve been in there Lind, they show porn films”. You’d never have guessed from the plain looking frontage. “Come on then, let’s go” she led me to the door and rang the bell. On my previous visits a bloke opened the door, DK20 to go in and watch in the main movie room, private rooms also available for an extra DK10. So I’m not sure who was more surprised and shocked when the door was opened by a young lady wearing a half cup Basque, stockings and no panties! As the young lady in question was enthusiastically welcoming us in, I told Linda we needn’t go in, her only response from the side of her mouth “You bastard” as she followed the hostess to a small bar. I paid the DK30 as Eva explained the cinema was in there, play room down the corridor, private rooms to the righthand side, couples only rooms on the left. Dress code, naked, towels or sexy underwear as we were led into the changing rooms. I was getting thunderous looks, “Come on Lind, it was a cinema when I came, no more. Look, let’s just go”. “No, I want to see what happens here now I know you’ve spent many an evening in the place”. She was unbuttoning her coat. Slipped it off her shoulders. All she was wearing was a matching panty bra set in sheer black, suspender belt, stockings and her new just above the knee PVC boots. Coat hung up in locker, “Bring the key when you’re ready” and walked off. Fast as I could I was naked, towel wrapped around my waist off looking for my wife. I started in the cinema room, my eyes taking time to adjust to the gloom. On screen a girl being undressed by three guys, she fondling crotches in anticipation. Folk wandering in past me taking up seats as I tried to spot Linda. Movement towards the front drew my eye, people changing seats. I spotted a big head of hair and wandered down the aisle. It was Linda, on the front row. Seats beside and behind her were taken, the many empty seats at the back. I stood to the side at the front looking at her. Arms on the chair arms, legs crossed studiously watching the screen. Her hair started moving, a hand from behind fondling her neck. Not for long. Slowly moving down her front, taking a boob in hand fondling through the thin material of her bra. Chap at the side hand on her leg, tracing her stockings up to the bare flesh. Hand under suspender strap gently pulling Linda’s leg toward him. Legs uncrossed. Hand on leg from the other side. Bloke behind stood up, flopped out his cock and tapped Linda on the shoulder. She turned, saw it, took it in hand then mouth. A scrum around her now, I couldn’t see a thing. I tried to make my way towards her but caught only glimpses of a my wife slurping on cock, one in each hand. It seemed she was at ease. I went back to the bar, a somewhat forlorn figure, ordered a beer and waited. Half an hour later Linda came out, she’d tidied up as best she could but asked for another towel so she could shower. Properly clean she came to the bar stockings sponged down and ordered a large aquavit. We chatted, Linda knew I didn’t mind her having other men, indeed it was something that I enjoyed the thought of – she’d been the more reluctant one although we had enjoyed a few naughty experiences, nothing like this. The hostess was behind the bar and we chatted with her too. Linda asked her if she joined in the fun. “Sometimes but I’m usually too busy working”. Linda asked if it was quieter mid week. “It’s just a film club during the week – Swingers paradise at the weekend”. Linda was full of apologies, suggested we should go and she’d make it up to me back at the hotel. She’d been driven by revenge. But had to admit she’d enjoyed all the attention. I suggested if she wanted to make it up to me we should stay and explore the rest of the Club. Readily she agreed. “I haven’t had a cock inside me” I was surprised, “not without condoms with strangers And”. Eva heard and pointed out the numerous sweety bowls full of condoms on the bar, “They are all over the club”. We started in the couples only section. Mattresses on the floor, one couple in there. Linda is petite, small B cups and small hips. A lady was on her knees between a chaps legs, sucking on a limp dick. She was lovely, half cup bra with C or D cup firm lovelies, little panties and hold ups. Blonde short hair, guessing mid forties. She smiled at me as she took her man in her mouth. Linda lay next to him as I knelt between her legs, I pulled her panties to one side and buried my head in her pussy. I licked her clit her legs clamped around my ears and her hand was on my head pulling it hard onto her pussy. I reached up to fondle her boob only to find another hairy hand there, I glanced up and saw the chap next to us was fondling Linda. I glanced sideways and got another smile from blonde lady who was now playing with an erect penis. Linda was moaning, her hips coming towards me, I slipped a finger inside her, she was so wet, blonde lady touched my arm and I looked up, she motioned for me to move. She placed herself between Linda’s legs and went to work with her hand and mouth. Linda had a handful of her hair, I moved up alongside them loving the show. Blondies bloke shuffled up on his knees and offered Linda his cock. First in hand then in mouth. Until a brimming climax started to overtake her, she nearly broke his cock, it went purple as she squeezed the hell out of it as she came, moments later “Sorry” and went straight back to work on him. Seconds later he was coming in Linda’s mouth, spilling over her chin, blondie took hold of my throbbing erection but I wanted more before I came so shook my head, she snuggled up next to Linda, licked her man’s cum off Linda’s chin and then kissed her, slowly, deeply, fondling her boobs as she did so. Then she eased herself onto her knees, straddled Linda’s face and dropped onto her mouth, Linda’s tongue now going to work on her. I was fondling and kissing her boob, her chap doing likewise on the other side. Soon she too enjoyed a loud orgasm. We all sat, rested and chatted. The Danes all seem to speak English. We returned to the bar before deciding to explore further. The communal room at the end of the corridor was a hive of activity on a massive circular bed. A screamer who seemed more into the performance arts than enjoying swinging was at the centre. We sat and watched a while, smaller beds occupied around the room by couples waiting for a space to appear. A beautiful young couple sat naked, she stroking his massive cock and he fondling her large but pert boobs. An older couple, grey hair and a little overweight laying side by side on a bed, she in Basque with her plentiful and surprisingly firm boobs out, her aureole smooth and cherry red. She smiled at me, an invitation I would have gladly accepted but then in walked a stunning couple, she oriental in gloriously sexy underwear. Linda saw me transfixed and decided we should take a walk. “You were doing your best impersonation of Marty Feldman there And”. “Jealous?” “Yeah. You know I can’t stand the thought of you with another woman. Strange place for me to be when telling you that for the umpteenth time but it’s true”. Another drink at the bar and I suggested we call it a day and come back to have a look at the private rooms tomorrow.