Just then, the couple started to get out of the pool and sat down in chairs along the deck. The guy tried his best to pull on his shorts to hide the boner. He might have gotten away with it if he was average sized, but there was no hiding this one. He quickly sat down and pulled a towel over his shorts and continued to dry off. He started casually looking around the pool and stopped when he saw my wife and Whitney. My wife caught eyes with him too and pulled down her glasses to give him a wink and smile. Whitney noticed too and froze in her seat. “Omg he’s looking over herrrreeeeee!” She murmured under her breath so he didn’t notice her saying anything. My wife responded by saying “Hell yeah he is.”
After a few more drinks the sun started to set and the couple had packed up and went back into the resort. My wife and Whitney decided to get ready for the night so they packed up and went back in as well. My wife couldn’t stop thinking about the guy from the pool and hoped they would cross paths again at some point during the weekend. She didn’t know it would be so soon…
As my wife and Whitney got ready, they decided to keep the drinks going and realized they needed ice. Since my wife was already dressed and ready to go, she volunteered to go down to the lobby to get some more mixers and ice. She went down and got what she needed and headed back for the elevator. The doors opened and the elevator was packed with people coming from the parking garage below the resort. There was a tiny spot open right in front of the elevator buttons and my wife decided to smush in so she didn’t have to wait. Just then she looked up and realized who she was about to pile into the elevator with. The guy from the pool! His girlfriend/wife was next to him. It was already to late to back out as my wife had started walking into the elevator and smushed in between the hung pool guy and the front of the elevator.
She turned around so her ass was facing the guy and her face was towards the front of the elevator. She could feel herself pressed up against his body and more so his pants. She but her lip as she had flashbacks of the man by the pool and his big cock. She closed her eyes as the elevator dinged going floor to floor. Without even thinking she slowly backed her as you further into the guy until her ass was firmly pressed against the front of his pants. The mans wife was standing next to/behind him so she had no idea what was happening. To my wife’s surprise, the man didn’t back off, but rather pushed his hips forward into her ass further. My wife let out a sigh as the elevator reached her floor and the doors opened. She opened her eyes and made eye contact through the mirrors in the elevator. The man smirked and my wife got off the elevator and walked towards her room.
When she got back to the room she threw the ice in the sink and yelled for Whitney to come out of the bathroom. Whitney had no idea that my wife was into the Vixen/Hotwife lifestyle. But she was about to find out.
Wife: “You’re not going to believe who I ran into.”
Whitney: “Who!?”
Wife: “That hung guy from the pool…”
Whitney: “Haha so what? We are both married and that guy has a girlfriend here with him.”
Wife: “I know, I know but Whit… I think he’s into me.”
Whitney: “What??? Even if he was, you’re married!
Wife: “Girl, I have to tell you something. Please be open minded.”
My wife proceeded to tell Whitney about the secret hot wife escapades she had been living recently. How her husband supported and was turned on by her being with another hung man while he watched. Whitney was floored to say the least. She had been holding a freshly made drink in her hand for so long all the ice had melted. Her mouth was basically on the floor as my wife continued to tell her about the Cabo trip and everything else. To my wife, there seemed to be a bit of interest coming from Whitney as she asked more prying questions about what it was like being with someone else and having me watch.
After the two ladies concluded the talk, my wife suggested they head downstairs to one of the restaurants to get dinner. As they were about to leave the room, Whitney noticed a small paper that had been pushed under the door. She bent down to pick it up and read it out loud to my wife. “Martin 555-555-5555”.
My wife and Whitney looked at each other wondering who “Martin” could be. Deep down my wife knew exactly who it was. After all, the hung guy from the pool saw her get off the elevator and walk into her room. She knew it had to be him. She took the paper from Whitney and with a smile on her face said “Cmon let’s go eat!”
Once the ladies got down to dinner and ordered food, Whitney got up to use the restroom. My wife took out her phone and then pulled the paper out of her purse. Thoughts raced through her mind as she was tempted to text the number that Martin had left. I was not there so she didn’t want to break the rule we had about me being present if she wanted to play with someone else. Just then a lightbulb went off in her head. She unlocked the phone and texted me.
Wife: “Hey babe, having a good time! A hot guy gave me his number from the pool. Would it be ok if I played just this once without you?
Me: “Haha! Glad you’re having a good time. How did you meet the guy? Hung?”
Wife: “Haven’t met him yet… long story but he gave me his number and yeah he’s got a BIG cock.”
Me: “Ok be safe. Send me some pics :)”
That was all my wife needed for the first step of her plan. She then put the number from the paper into her phone.
She texted “Hey Martin, it’s the girl from the elevator”. A few seconds later a message came back in. “Hi there. Thought you were beautiful”.
My wife texted back “Room 335. Come by later.”
There was no return response. This didn’t surprise my wife as usually people get cold feet with this kind of thing. After all, Martin was there with his wife/gf and probably didn’t want to get caught.
The night went on and the ladies had a great time eating and then going to a live band playing inside the resort at a bar. Around 12AM they headed back up to their room. My wife didn’t tell Whitney about texting Martin but she had given up seeing him since he never responded. Whitney got changed into a long white t shirt that covered her entire body and went down to her knees. She wasn’t wearing anything underneath since she usually slept naked. My wife put on a tank to and booty shorts and both of them hit their beds pretty hard from a long day and being tipsy. As my wife scrolled social media, she started to hear heavy breathing from Whitney’s bed. She was sound asleep. My wife turned out the light and just then heard a “ding”. It was a text alert. She opened her phone and saw that it was from Martin. It read only “Outside”. My wife’s heart raced as she wondered if he meant outside the door? The pool area? The property? She quietly got out of her bed and went to the rooms door and looked through the peephole. Martin was standing right outside…
My wife silently unlocked the door and cracked it open. “Hi! What are you doing here” my wife asked.