It had been some time since my threesome that James set up for me with Ray and Robert. I remember how surprised I was that James had organized a BBC threesome for me. I had told him that I wanted a threesome, but I meant with him and one other. I am uncertain why I was thinking about it, but I was. At that point, I remembered that James had asked me a question.

If you have read about my threesome with Ray and Robert, you know what he asked me to do. I had completely forgotten about it, and he has never questioned me since he asked. I had the most overwhelming feeling come over me, remembering that my husband asked me to do one simple thing for him, and I forgot he did. He asked me if I would surprise him with something. He didn't say what; when I asked, he told me he just wanted to be surprised.

I spent most of the day thinking about how I could surprise him. About the only thing I figured out was that this had become harder than I ever imagined. He seemed to surprise me without effort, and I couldn't think of one thing. That night, it weighed heavily on my mind, and I didn’t sleep much.

The next day, I got on the phone with my best and oldest friend, Lisa. We talk all the time, and she knows as much about James and what he likes as anyone. We talked for an hour, going over everything we could think of. We came up with two things that James really enjoys. First, he gets the biggest thrill when he has me accidentally expose my breasts or a nipple for men to see when we are out. Something that is absolutely the one thing I do not enjoy doing. And second, he likes to see me pushed to my limits in bed, either with multiple men or very well-hung men, which I do enjoy. While our first thought was to set him up with two women, let's all face it, he would enjoy that for maybe a good fifteen minutes, and then what? No, I would have to expose myself for him and maybe get a couple of guys or a hung guy to play with me for him.

I thought about this for a few days, and every day, I came up with ideas of how I could do this, and then found flaws with every idea. I finally had a plan, but I wasn't sure if I could make it happen. I was, however, determined to try. I called Lisa and told her my plan, and she agreed that doing this was perfect.

I called my friend Kathy, talked to her about what I planned to do, and asked her if she had a friend she thought might be interested in helping me.

It would have to be a guy that James had never met. Kathy is a swinger friend we play with and has several guy friends she visits with. I told her what I was doing for James and what I needed help with. She thought that was so nice and that she would make a couple of calls to some guys she and Lance had played with who lived in the area we were going to be. It was a couple of days before I heard back from her. She told me she had reached out to a friend and showed him my picture. She told me he was open and excited to do this. She also told me his name was Roger and she believed I would have a good time with him. I took his number and called him the next day to introduce myself and make sure he was up for helping me out. We talked over the next few days, and he sounded excited to help me with my husband's surprise.

I called the casino and booked our room for the planned date. I told James I wanted to go to the casino and had already booked our reservations.  He asked if I intended to contact Robert to let him know we were coming, so he could make his plans. I told him no, that I just wanted to have some fun with him, play some slots, and he could play poker. I told him that I booked an even-numbered room on the sixth floor, like he likes, and I would bring my remote control vibrator for him to use if he wanted.

That is not a superstition with Janes. It's that even-numbered rooms look out over the main entrance, and he thinks the sixth floor is the perfect floor for passersby, should they look up. I did not doubt that I would have to get undressed or dressed while standing in the window.

With everything ready, we left early in the morning to drive to the casino and had to stop at Buc-EE's for a pause and a breakfast sandwich. Once we arrived at the casino, we got checked in, went to the room, and I went to get ice for the bucket. When I returned, I told James to go on and play his poker game, and I would text him when I was ready for dinner and meet him at the Mexican restaurant. He told me to wear something sexy with my vibrator and butt plug in place for him. I agreed, and he left to go to the poker room.

I took the opportunity, being alone, to text Roger to confirm that everything was still on for the next night. He assured me he would be here at the planned time and place for me to meet them. I then realized that I didn't know what he looked like. I sent Kathy a text and asked her to send me his picture.

By the time I finished showering and getting dressed, I was hungry and ready to eat, so I texted James and told him to meet me in about twenty minutes. He texted me back, telling me to wear something sexy. When I got to the restaurant, he wasn't happy with what I had on. I had worn a loose sun dress with my tennis shoes and socks. I was not looking sexy at all, but I was comfortable, and that is what I told him. He told me that he thought I would wear the top he liked. I told him I was saving that for the next night.

Once we finished our meal, we started walking back to our room through the casino. He would hit me with a full blast from the vibrator from time to time, causing me to stop, gasp, and cross my legs when we were around groups of guys. I would get looks from them, knowing a few of them knew what was happening because they would smile at me. As luck would have it, once we got to the lobby elevator at the hotel, a few people were standing waiting for the elevator. I knew, as soon as I got on that elevator and the doors closed, I was going to get hit with another burst from the vibrator. I tried to brace for it, and when it hit me, it was all that I could do to hide what was happening to me. He put it on high and left it on. I heard a lady ask her husband what that humming noise was. I quietly stood there until we reached our floor, and when the doors opened, I was out of there like a bullet.

Walking to our room, before James had time to tell me, I slid one of the dress straps off my shoulder, exposing one of my breasts. He instantly gave me another shot of the vibrator, causing me to let out a gasp and stop walking. He was smiling ear to ear as he came up to me and slid the other strap off my shoulder, causing the top half of my dress to slide to my waist. I had to hold my dress up to keep it from falling off. There was still a long way to go down the hall to get to our room, and yes, I was nervous, hoping no one came out of their room. Every step that I took made the vibrator hit my G spot, causing an involuntary jerk of my body. I was relieved when we reached our room, but before he opened the door, he told me to give him my panties. I wasted no time reaching under my dress, pulling them off, and handing them to him so he would open the door. To my surprise, he told me to slide my dress off and drop it to the floor.

I could see he was enjoying this, but we had been in the hall longer than I liked without anyone coming out of a room. I figured I was on borrowed time, so I quickly pushed my dress to the floor and told him to open the door. He smiled and moved his hand down between my legs and softly began to rub my clit as he kissed me. I almost forgot I was standing in the hotel hallway naked as he moved his finger over the top of it. He whispered for me to relax and that he would open the door when we heard someone open a door. I took a deep breath as he continued to rub my clit. I whispered to him that I wanted him to pull his pants down and let me suck his dick right there in the hall. For some reason, he quickly opened the door, and we went into the room.

Before he could tell me to, I walked to the window, leaned over facing the parking lot, and told him to make me cum. He had his clothes off in an instant. I looked out the window and asked him if it was okay if I stood there so someone might see me while he played with the vibrator for a little while.

I was making him so horny, doing things that I knew he was going to tell me to do before he had time to. It was driving him crazy that I was doing it for him without him asking.

With the butt plug in me, pushing the vibrator against my G spot, it wasn’t long before my legs were shaking and my breathing got louder. Thinking about being in the window, the lights in the room all on, and people constantly walking past and could probably see me, had me so turned on I couldn't take much more.

My body shaking and legs trembling, I raised my head and let out a loud gasping moan and told him to fuck me. I removed the vibrator, and he wasted no time as he entered me from behind as I looked out the window. I didn’t know if anyone could see us or was watching us, but it did excite me knowing that someone could.

He entered me hard and deep on his first thrust. With the butt plug still in me, along with his thick dick in my pussy, I felt extremely full. I gasped each time he would thrust himself into me. I could feel my orgasm coming, and I told myself to let him keep thrusting in me. When it hit me, I almost fell to the floor. I think the only thing holding me up was his thrusts. It was all I could do to stand there, bent over on the window ledge and take the relentless pounding I was getting. I couldn't believe how long he was going without coming. I was still coming and about to tell him to stop when I heard his first groan. My body was so tense I couldn't move. I was never so happy when I felt the first pulse from his dick as he began to fill me.

As he pulled out, I quickly turned around and dropped to my knees, telling him to let me suck him so people could see. I took his semi-hard dick in my mouth and moved up and down his shaft, getting the last bit of cum from him before he pushed me off and fell on the bed. I couldn't believe how turned on I was from getting fucked in front of a window, not knowing if anyone was watching or not.

After we got cleaned up and in bed, he asked me if I wanted anything from room service. I knew what he wanted and to mess with him, I almost said yes so I could let the delivery guy see my tits, but I couldn't muster up the courage. I told him that I was tired and wanted to go to bed.

We both slept well that night and didn't get up until mid-morning the next day. After eating a combination breakfast and lunch, I told him I wanted him to play in the poker tournament that evening and win us some money. I really hyped him up. I wanted to be sure he was busy as I prepared for his final surprise.

By the time we got back to the casino, he had just enough time to get his shower and get to the poker room. This would give me time to get things ready and mentally prepare for his big surprise. I knew it would be all I could do to go through with the first part of his surprise, but I knew I wouldn't have a problem doing the second part.

I thought I would go to the lobby and walk through the casino shops to kill time and maybe play a few slot machines. I got on the elevator, pushed the button for the lobby, and as I stepped off the elevator, I thought about how fast I got there. I stood in the lobby and realized it was so fast that I wouldn’t have enough time to give James his biggest surprise before we reached our floor. I got back on the elevator, pushed the sixth floor button, the doors closed, and it took off. It hit the sixth floor so quickly; there was no way my plan would work. I needed more time than it gave me. I rode that elevator maybe seven or eight more times before I could figure out what I could do to get the additional time I would need.

With my mind at ease, I played a few slots until the time came that I had to get back to the room and get ready. Once showered, I put my makeup on, picked up the jumpsuit I had purchased for this occasion, and put it on. I looked in the mirror and saw that the deep V neck went down lower than I remembered when I first tried it on, and the low cut underarms didn't leave much to the imagination. I stood there looking at myself in the full-length mirror, telling myself I could do this. Then it dawned on me that Kathy never sent me Roger's picture, so I could find him when I got downstairs. I grabbed my phone and called her. When she answered the phone, I quickly told her that she forgot to text me Roger's picture. She laughed and told me no, she didn't forget. I told her I never got it, and she laughed and told me I didn't get it because she didn't send it. I was almost in panic mode when she told me she didn't send it because she knew I wouldn’t have wanted to meet him if she did.

It was then that I started to panic. I thought to myself, "What has she done? Who did she set me up with?"

She calmly told me to settle down and go wherever I told Roger to meet me, and he would find me. She told me everything would be okay and I would enjoy this handsome man's company. I had no choice but to go to the bar and wait for him to find me. Before we hung up, she told me to enjoy myself, and I could thank her later.

Before I left the room, I went back to the mirror and made one final check on my attire. I moved my arms and body around to make sure what I had chosen to wear would work. It didn't take a lot of movement for the deep V to slide off my nipple, and when I raised my arms, the low cut underarm did expose my tit from the side. I knew the suit would do what James would want it to, but I wasn’t sure if I would do it. I knew this would be the best surprise I could ever give him. So I took a deep breath and started walking to the bar to meet Roger.

While walking to the bar, I realized that the jumpsuit was doing its job because I got a lot of looks from several men. I made sure not to make eye contact with any of them. As I walked up to the bar, I scanned the entire place looking for Roger to raise his hand or do something to catch my attention. I saw nothing like that, so I sat down at an empty table. I determined that I should maybe drink a beer to ease my nerves. I kept searching the bar, looking for a man trying to get my attention. I began to scan the bar, and didn't see anyone I would be attracted to there. Every man in there was either eighty years old or twenty-five years old.

As I sat there drinking my beer, I noticed a man sitting across the way, alone, drinking his beer. For a brief moment, I thought about how ruggedly handsome this man was, even though he was an older gentleman. He had solid white hair, not blond or gray, his hair was white. His skin was tanned, and he dressed like my husband does when we go out. I found myself staring at him sitting there in his boots, neatly pressed jeans, and a pressed white dress shirt.

 I imagined that if he were ten years younger, I would probably be flirting with him.

By surprise, the young man sitting at the table next to me leaned over as he asked me if I was looking for someone. I turned to see a young man dressed in a T-shirt and shorts. I think he actually had on those rubber shoes I have seen a lot of people wear. He told me I looked hot and offered to buy me another beer.

I thought, “What has Kathy done?"

This couldn't be the man she so eagerly told me I would love being with. I never cared for younger men in their twenties, and she knew it. I thought to myself that there is no way this was Roger. I was about to go into panic mode. I had nothing; no words would come as I sat there looking at him.

I looked up only to see the gentleman across from me stand up to leave. As he walked past me, he stopped, said hello, and called me by my name. I quickly looked and said hello back to him. The guy that I thought was Roger sat back in his chair and turned away. It was okay because I was about to call everything off if this was Roger.

I sat there for what must have seemed to be five minutes before I turned toward him to say something. He introduced himself as Roger and asked if I would like another drink. As I looked at him, I thought how strikingly handsome he was. Even though he had white hair, he appeared to be in his early to mid-fifties.

As we talked, he worked hard to put my mind at ease. He told me that Kathy had told him about me and what I wanted to do. He asked me if there were any details that I wanted to discuss with him. To make things worse, he told me he didn't think it was proper here, but that he looked forward to kissing me later that evening.

Kathy knew that if a man said that to me, he could do anything he wanted, and I would let them. She must have told him that. I loved her to death, but she was playing dirty with that.

As we continued to talk, I began to feel comfortable and told him I needed his help with one thing.  I had one thing that I needed him to do. I told him that when the three of us got on the elevator, he needed to ask us what floor we needed so he could push the button for us. I told him that when I told him we were on the sixth floor, he did not press six. I needed him to press buttons twelve through eighteen to give me time for James's big surprise. I told him what I planned to do, and if he wanted to chime in, he could. I told him it was time for me to meet James at the poker room and that we would walk past the bar on the way back to the room, so he would know we were going to the elevator and he could be there too. He told me to take my time, and he would be ready for us.

I felt at ease after talking with him. In fact, even though he was older, I was attracted to him.

 I got to the poker room as the tournament was about to finish. It was maybe five minutes before they stood up from the table to collect their winnings. I could feel eyes watching me as I sat there and knew my outfit was working. James cashed out and came over to me, smiling ear to ear. I could tell he was pleased with my choice of dress. Now I was about to start doing the hardest part of his surprise, which I would have to do. As we started the long walk back to the hotel, I looked at him, slid the top over, exposing my nipple, and asked him if he liked that. He didn't have to say a word; I could see it in his face. I asked him if it would be okay if I let my nipple be exposed so that someone might see it before we went back to the room. I thought he was going to throw me down and fuck me right there.

 He couldn't believe I asked him that.

As we walked through the machines, I found one with a couple of guys playing and prepared to sit between them. Before I did, I raised my right arm to point at the pay lines and exposed my right tit for the guy sitting on my right. I held it there as long as my nerves would allow. I know he got a clear long look because he never hit a button on the machine he was playing. I then lifted my left arm and did the same for the guy on my left. I had given these two guys a good, long view of my tits, and I didn't pass out from being so nervous. I played a few rounds, making the top slide off my nipple for them to see before I got up to leave. As we continued walking, I asked James if he was surprised by what I did and if he would like me to do it again. He was thrilled and couldn't believe I was doing this.

As we walked through more machines, I told James I wanted him to pick a machine for me to play, and I would do it again. He was like a kid in a candy shop trying to find one. When he did find one, there were a few more people around than I was expecting. I paused a second, telling myself that I could do this. As I walked up to the machine, guys were already watching me. I repeated my actions as I did the first time, exposing myself to all of them briefly for a couple of minutes. When I finished playing and stood up to leave, the guys asked me to stay and keep playing. I knew for sure they had seen everything I offered.

I told James I was getting horny and that I wanted to go to the room. As we walked past the bar, Roger stood up and followed us. I was getting nervous and wasn’t sure why. Roger moved around us as we approached the elevator and hit the call button. The only thing that could stop this from happening now was if someone else got on the elevator. Finally, the door opened, and Roger got on first and asked what floor we were on. I told him six as I moved to the back corner of the elevator behind him, and James went to the opposite corner. Before the doors closed, James was slyly giving me hand gestures to open my top and expose myself to this stranger. I almost started laughing at him.

I was ready for the beginning of the final part of his surprise. I walked over to James, turned around, and leaned against him as Roger looked at us. I reached behind my back, took James's hands, and brought them to the front of my top for him to hold. I whispered to him that if he wanted this stranger to see my tits, he would have to expose them. We were almost to the first stop when I felt him slowly pulling my top open. Roger was doing his part as he began to watch us.

Finally, James pulled my top open, and just as I had hoped, he cupped my tits in his hand. In a soft voice, I asked the stranger if he liked what he was looking at. I could feel James getting hard against my back. Roger was perfect with his response, telling me he liked them. I thought James was going to cum when I asked Roger if he would like to touch them. As Roger held and kneaded my tits, I needed to move things faster as we were running out of time. I asked James if he would like me to fuck this man. Roger chimed in, saying that he hoped he did. I then told James that I wanted both of them to fuck me.

I looked at the elevator panel to see that we were already going back down. I was so into what was happening, I didn't realize we had already stopped on the top four floors. I reached over to hit six, but it was too late. We were already stopping at the lobby. Roger moved back to the other side of the elevator, the doors opened, and three or maybe four guys got on.  When the doors were closed, I felt James's hands move back to my top. I knew he was about to expose me to these guys. I turned my head and whispered no to him. I know he felt my body tense and whispered back, asking just one nipple. I felt his hand begin to move my top over.

I had to do something. I was more okay with an accidental flash than an intentional one, so as the elevator hit six, I moved forward while James was holding my top and exposed both tits right in front of everyone. I paused long enough for them to see before I said, "Excuse me," and pulled it back in place.

As the three of us stepped off the elevator, Roger turned around to James and introduced himself. They shook hands, and I told him my name was Debbie. For some reason, we stood there for a few minutes and talked. I was afraid that things were about to fall apart, so I spoke up, telling them I was ready and needed some attention.

I noticed that James was quicker at opening the door than the day before. As we entered the room, I was uncertain how I would get things moving forward. This meeting was different than arranging a meeting with someone for this.

I walked to the window, and James came up behind me, sliding my top off and pushing my clothes to the floor, fully exposing me to the open window. I moved my hands down, feeling my husband's rock-hard cock through his jeans as he kissed down my neck. I was melting as he kissed me. I was in such a blissful state that I would have had no will to resist anything he would have wanted to do to me. He slowly moved me to the bed and sat me on the end.

As James moved to the chair to undress, Roger moved closer to me as he began to undo his belt. I reached up to help him, and as I slid his pants down, I got my first glimpse of him. He was very thick, and as I moved his pants down, I was pleased at what I saw. Once he popped out, I realized why Kathy told me to enjoy. Roger was of average length but thicker than most. I knew he was going to stretch me.

He raised me from the bed to my feet and gave me a deep, long kiss as he moved his hand down between my legs. I was softly moaning as he slid his finger in me with ease from my wetness.

I sat back down on the edge of the bed and pulled Roger to me. I took his cock in my mouth, and as I took him in, I could only get about half of him in my mouth. I could taste his pre cum as I stroked his shaft, milking it down my throat. He moved me back on the bed as he spread my legs to expose my pussy for ease of access. As he licked me, I asked James to let me suck him. As Roger licked every inch of me, I took James in my mouth, immediately tasting his pre cum.

After a couple of minutes, I told James that I wanted him to fuck me. He and Roger changed places as I moved to my knees and crawled between Roger's legs. This was the first clear view I got of his cock, and it was big. As I began to take Roger in my mouth, James slid my butt plug in me quickly and hard, making me gasp out loud. He then entered my pussy slowly but deeply. He went all the way in me on the first thrust, causing me to raise my head and groan. I was truly full with him and the butt plug in me, and James liked that. As James fucked me, it was difficult keeping Roger in my mouth due to my gasping every time James lunged in me. He was fucking me hard like it was his first time, and I couldn't believe how long he was able to keep that pace up. He had almost had me to the point of an orgasm, and I liked it.

As quickly as he went in me, he pulled out of me and backed up. I wasn't sure what he was doing because I never felt his dick swell in me or the hard pulses I usually felt when he comes. He moved back, telling me that he wasn't ready to cum and for Roger to come fuck me as he went to sit in the chair next to the window.

As Roger moved behind me, he rolled me on my back and spread my legs. I knew with my legs raised high and spread, he was positioning me for deep penetration. I saw James watching and smiling as Roger was about to enter me.

I knew that James liked to see me struggle with taking a big dick and how he enjoyed encouraging me to take them, so I looked at him and asked him how he wanted me to take this huge dick. I heard Roger tell James he was about to stretch me and ask if he liked that. I could see that it excited James when he asked that. He told Roger that he wanted him to go slow and deep, and he should stretch me good.

As he entered me, I felt him stretching me as he went in, and it felt like he was splitting me in two. I could actually feel him going deeper and deeper as he pushed in. The pain hit me as I quietly screamed out and pulled the pillow to my mouth. I didn't know if he was fully in me, but I did know he was deep, and my pussy was full.

Roger paused for a second, allowing me to catch my breath. Then he whispered that he was going to give me a little more. In my mind, I couldn't believe that there was more of him to get in me. As I prepared for the next push, my body started shaking. My legs were quivering, and I could feel an orgasm coming from deep down in my pussy. If this was what he was causing from his deep penetration, I wanted more of him in me. I could barely get the words out, telling him to go in me deeper, as deep as he could. Before I could finish telling him, I felt him push so hard he must have hit my cervix. I screamed for him to hold it and not move. He didn't listen to me as he pulled out about halfway and immediately pushed back in up to his balls. I could feel him in my stomach as he repeatedly fucked me. My orgasm had started and was not easing up as I held the pillow over my face while screaming. I was pushing him back while telling him to stop. I began to squirt as he pulled out of me and closed my legs tightly in an effort to control my orgasm. It seemed like minutes before it started to ease.

Roger didn't give me much time before he rolled me over to my knees. As he moved behind me, I looked at James and told him that I wanted him in my mouth. James positioned himself in front of me as I took him in my mouth. He was dripping with pre cum as I took him. As Roger entered me, he wasted no time getting all of himself in me. He would push in as deep as he could, hold it for just a second, and then give it a little extra bump for the last fraction of an inch to get in me. I could feel myself stretching each time he lunged forward and would let out a loud gasp as I tried to suck James.

I had James moaning constantly and knew that he wouldn't be long before he released. He looked at me and told me that no matter what, don't stop sucking him until he comes. I wasn't sure what he meant until I heard him request Roger to fuck me hard and not to stop, no matter what I said. He put his hands on my shoulders to hold me there and not be able to move forward.

As I began to get James to come, Roger began to fuck me harder and harder. Every time he pushed in, it would cause me to gasp. It was becoming difficult for me to suck my husband's dick, but I was determined to do what he wanted. I was feeling another orgasm coming as James started to swell. I knew I had to get him to cum before I began to orgasm, for fear I wouldn't be able to finish him.

Then it hit me, I was having another intense orgasm. As I tried to crawl forward, James was pushing me back. It took all I had to hold my head up and keep James in my mouth, and Roger wasn't stopping. I was screaming the best that I could with a dick in my mouth as Roger pushed in me deep and held there. I don't know what he was hitting, but it was causing an incredible feeling. I then felt a blast of cum in my mouth, and it repeated time after time as James filled my mouth.  When he finally finished and pulled out, I was coming so hard I couldn't swallow. I tried to move forward for relief, but James kept holding me there. It was the hardest thing I had ever done, trying to ignore the orgasm and Roger pushing in me long enough to swallow.

I heard James tell Roger to go ahead and fuck me hard and not to stop until he had to. I didn't know how much Roger would go, but I knew I couldn't take this much longer. I seemed to lose control of myself, screaming for Roger to fuck me harder. I was coming, but it felt like I needed to come harder, but couldn't as he drove his dick deep in me, thrust after thrust. When I felt Roger stop and hold himself as deep in me as he could, I began to feel his dick swell to what felt like twice its size. I could feel every pulse of his shaft as he pumped me full. He pulled about halfway out of me when my orgasm exploded. I was squirting everywhere, and my pussy was throbbing. It was like my orgasm wouldn't stop. I was trying to hold my pussy while Roger was trying to push back in me. It felt like five minutes had passed before my body began to ease up. As Roger pulled out and stood up, I took him in my mouth to milk what remaining cum he had to swallow. I was surprised at how long he let me suck him before he pulled back.

I looked at James, and I knew that he was spent. I was pretty tired as well. I don't know if Roger could have gone another round, but I told him that it was time for him to get dressed and leave. He agreed and told me he had some friends he had to meet.

As he was getting dressed, I whispered to James to ask him if he wanted me to walk Roger to the elevator naked for him. I swear that I saw his dick rise a little when I said that. He looked at me and asked if I would do that, and I immediately told him hell no and asked him if he was crazy. He laughed a little at me asking him that.

After Roger was dressed and I put my jumpsuit back on, I told James I would walk him to the elevator and come right back. On the way to the elevator, I thanked him for doing what he did for me and said I enjoyed his company. He told me he enjoyed it too and would like to join us again sometime. I agreed that we should get back together.

 I was dying to know and had to ask him his age. When  he told me he was sixty-four years old, I was shocked. I thought that at the most he would be around fifty-two.

He got on the elevator, and I started back to the room. As I turned to walk down the hallway, I saw James standing in the doorway looking at me. I knew what he wanted. So as I walked back to the room, I slid my top down and stepped out of the jumpsuit. I threw it over my shoulder and walked all the way back to the room naked for him. When I reached the room, I told him I needed a shower before we went to bed. He asked me if I wanted anything to eat from room service. I knew exactly why he asked, remembering the last time he wanted room service, I asked him if I could let the delivery guy finger me or maybe suck his dick when he brought our food.

I had no intentions of doing anything like that, but I knew it would excite him to say that. I couldn’t believe it when I saw his dick starting to get hard again. I told him never mind about room service because I wanted him to fuck me again in the window for someone to see.

It seemed like every time I would say or do something he wasn't expecting, his dick would grow a little more. I began to tell him things I wanted to do the next time we came. I was making up everything I could think of while leaning on the window seat while he fucked me.

 He fucked me good, and once we finished and got in bed, I asked him if he enjoyed my surprise for him. He told me that never in his wildest dreams would he have thought I would do those things without being coaxed into it.

 He told me he never would have thought that I would pick a guy up in the elevator and bring him back to the room and fuck him. I made sure that he understood that I probably wouldn't do that again, and it was because he had me so turned on when he opened my top, exposing me to a total stranger in the elevator.

I enjoyed flashing a little more this time than I did the last time. It got me quite wet and excited while I did it.

I have never told James that I set up our meeting with Roger. I doubt if he will ever read this story and find out. But if he does, I think he will still be excited about it.