Hands in the cookie jar.

Mia and Spencer both bolted upright. Spencer snatched his hand out from between Mia’s legs and her pussy. Both reacted like they were naughty children caught doing something they shouldn’t. Dani didn’t notice a thing, coming awake at the driver’s words. Dan neither as he tried to finish off the end of a long-winded story about how the Queen of England owned all the swans in the United Kingdom.

Dani was the first out of the car as the valet held the door open for her. Spencer had to shuffle awkwardly across the backseat as his straining full erection made it difficult to move. Mia was third. As she came out of the car Mia was at eye level with the tremendous tent Spencer had made in his suit trousers. It was every bit as big as Danielle had led her to believe. And present at entirely the wrong time. Mia panicked as she saw Dani turn towards her boyfriend. If she saw Spencer with a hard-on like that she was bound to ask questions and what had caused it. Thinking fast, Mia launched at Dani, grabbing her around the shoulders before she could face Spencer.

“You look worn out. Let’s get you inside,” Mia said to Dani as she directed the smaller woman towards the hotel’s entrance.

“Oh, I’m not so tired now,” Dani said mischievously. “That sleep in the car helped.” Her brain had returned to what she had in mind once she got back to her room with Spencer.

The two men followed their women into the hotel and the elevator. Standing next to Dan, Mia couldn’t stop herself from glancing down at Spencer’s package. He was hiding his bulge cleverly by hunching over and keeping his hands in his pockets. Deeply relieved to have not got caught, Mia was now thinking with a clearer head. It was beyond stupid what she’d done in the car, and she was beyond furious with herself. She felt disgusted by her crass behaviour. Even deeper down Mia was shamefully more disgusted in herself that she hadn’t at least tried to feel Spencer’s cock for herself. She’d never give herself another chance like that. She was unquestionably faithful to her husband from then on.

All four of them took the elevator to the same floor. Both of their rooms were on the same level. Walking down the corridor, they came to Spencer and Danielle’s accommodation first.

“Thank you for a lovely night,” Danielle said first as they began to say goodnight to each other.

“It was great to meet everyone,” Mia agreed diplomatically.

“Yes. Wonderful to meet you both,” Spencer concurred but his eyes only spoke to Mia’s dark brown ones.

“Nice of your old work to pick up the tab Spencer. Appreciate that,” Dan said he and Spencer shook hands last.

Mr and Mrs Maxwell continued down the hallway while Dani worked the card in the lock to her and Spencer’s room. Spencer took one long last look at Mia’s tight rear, committing it to memory, as she walked off with her husband. He wondered if she would turn and look back at him, but she didn’t. The light on the reader changed green and Dani took them inside.

No sooner than they were inside and Spencer had Danielle lifted up and was throwing her down eagerly on the bed.

“Yes, Spencer! Fuck me!” Dani demanded as her legs flew open on landing.

Pushing her knees open Spencer dived his face down into Danielle’s panty-less pussy. His tongue was in her slit instantly as he unleashed his greed and hunger on her pussy. Dani interlocked her fingers in Spencer’s hair as her still-heeled feet kicked blindly into the air. It felt incredible to be ravished so eagerly by her amazing lover and Dani knew it would be only a short minute or two before she came all over face. Her moaning let Spencer know she appreciated his vim.

In The Maxwell's room, Dan's advances didn't meet the same result as Spencer's.

“What’s say I get you out of this dress and get you between the sheets?” Dan offered, kissing Mia’s dark shoulders as he approached her from behind. One hand slid onto her hip as the other cupped a delicate breast.

Whatever aversion she felt for her own actions in the car, Mia felt ten times the intensity for Dan’s behaviour at dinner. She dropped her shoulder, cringing away from his **** kisses. Her skin crawled as she escaped his fondling clutches. “I’m going for a swim,” Mia told her husband as she shook him off and beat a line towards the ensuite to get changed.

Dan accepted his rebuff easily. It wasn’t anything out of the ordinary for Mia to be disinterested in sex after a long day. Still, a man can’t help but try. Getting out of his dinner clothes, Dan was lying up on the bed watching TV when Mia reappeared in her one-piece swimsuit and white Terry Towelling bathroom. Mia left the room without so much as a word as Dan flicked the different channels with the remote.

Spencer’s chin was doused in Dani’s gelatinous pussy juice moments before Mia walked the corridor outside the room. The brief intermission as Spencer got out of his suit was the reason Mia didn’t hear any noise coming from the room as she made her way past and back to the lift to take her down to the hotel’s health centre.

In short order, Spencer’s designer clothes were on the floor and he was climbing up onto the bed. He’d told Dani to stay exactly as she was, which was the reason she remained clothed in her tight black dress and matching heels as she squatted over Spencer, ready to climb atop his dick. Spencer watched as the head of his cock warped Dani’s pussy lips out wide as she sheered her pussy wide to accept him. In one long continuous movement, Danielle accepted every inch of Spencer’s hard cock into her pussy. Her head was thrown back to moan in unbridled lust. Over a bottle of wine with dinner making her every bit as loud and vocal as Spencer had experienced before. Full mounted on his cock, Dani started to bounce herself over and over on his long thick shaft.

Spencer found it extremely erotic the way Dani fucked him still dressed in her evening wear. Black stocking changed to pale white skin which was then replaced by her red and enflamed pussy plus his deep purple veiny cock. All of which was then tucked back into Dani's black and shiny little cocktail dress. The other added visually was the glossy sheen Spencer’s cock took on as it appeared and then disappeared thanks to Dani’s full strokes up and down his manhood. She’d coated him almost instantly in her grease when she’d begun riding him. That same moisture and excretions lapped over to drip and coat Spencer’s balls. Spencer could smell the primal scents of their bodies as he and Dani started to perspire from her feverish attack on his pole. It was amazing he could smell it over the remaining trace of her cum Dani had left on his face. The final detail of Spencer’s delight was the unhinged moans and shouts Danielle made as she felt some new intense feeling of pleasure and pain at fucking so animalisticly.

For close to an hour Mia swam laps in the hotel pool. The monotonous and repetitive nature of going back and forth across the 20-metre pool gave her much-needed time for her mind to drift into **** thinking. A Zen-like state formed as she continued the wearisome exercising. It was with a clear head that Mia returned to the hotel floor her room was on. She was at peace until the moment she drew closer to Spencer and Danielle’s room and heard the noise coming through the door.

Being so deeply aroused in the Uber earlier had made it difficult for Spencer to cum easily that night. He’d had no trouble orgasming earlier in the day but the effect of being so completely rock-hard before had deadened Spencer to normal sensitivity. It was why an hour later, as Mia walked past again, Spencer was only just getting ready to climax. In Danielle’s case, it was all the booze she’d drunk over dinner that had given her a near-unquenchable libido that evening. To question Spencer’s incredible staying power would have been unthinkable right then.

Neither of them knew that Mia had her ear pressed hard to the door as Dani braced on her hands and knees getting speared from behind by Spencer. Dani’s ass was on full display to Spencer as he slammed his cock inside her puffy pussy over and over. The skirt of her dress was bunched up around her waist and her tits had been pulled free from the top by Spencer’s grabbing hands.

“I’m getting close,” Spencer gasped. His lungs were nearly burning from exertion as he drove himself onwards.

“Yes, Spencer! Fuck me harder! Give me that cock! Fuck your dirty little slut!” Danielle screamed as she rose to another giant peak herself.

“Oh fuck! Nearly there!” Spencer announced as he slowed into his final rhythmic strokes.

“Fuck! Yes! Yes! Cum in me! Cum in me! Give me that fucking cum!”

“I’m cumming!”

Spencer froze his cock as deep inside Dani as he could be and exploded. Cum blasted from the end of his throbbing cock as he filled Dani’s raging pussy with an avalanche of hot sticky spunk. Blast after blast erupting to fill the packed insides of Dani’s chamber so much so that it oozed out freely from the sides of Spencer’s big cock before he was even done with his orgasm. Dani could do nothing other than shriek as she came in time with Spencer. Her brain experienced a supernova of orgasm as her vision blackened and her whole body shook. It was like nothing she’d ever experienced. Climax ripped through her whole body from the tips of her hair down to the toes of her feet.

Mia waited riveted to the door as she heard her friend and co-worker get fucked to screaming completion. A banshee of old would have made less noise than Danielle did. Mia expected doors to start opening in the hallway in response to the sound. The soles of her feet itched that she needed to escape, run, anything so that she was not caught listening at the door like some filthy pervert when the people showed up to check on what was happening. It was only when the last peep had left Dani’s lips that Mia was able to gain traction back on her body and flee. Barrelling open the door to her own room and Mia leaned up against the closed door to catch her breath and slow her heart rate to something close to normal.

Mia’s hands still shook when she left the doorjamb some minutes later. Dan was fast asleep having not waited for her to return. That or the wine he’d drunk over dinner had done its job and knocked him out. Mia circled the bed feeling out of sorts over everything that had happened tonight. There has an itch at the base of Mia’s skull that she couldn’t shake no matter what she said to reassure herself. She’d showered and got changed into her nightwear, hopping into bed next to Dan. Still, half an hour later she couldn’t sleep.

In a fit of annoyance, Mia threw back the covers and sat up in bed. Something was bugging her that she couldn’t get rid of and wasn’t allowing her to sleep. Maybe it was watching Dan fawning over Danielle that made her lean across her husband’s supine body and take his phone off the bedside dresser. She would normally never go through Daniel's phone but something tonight made her. Checking his photos Mia found nothing out of the ordinary. Work, her, their houses in London and Manchester, photos of Dan and Mia together. Mia looked through Dan’s search history and through his messages and emails. She was about to give it up as a foolish endeavour and attempt to go back to sleep when something made her click back to Dan’s emails and open the app back out to see the various different folders he used to keep things organised. At the bottom of the list was a blank folder without a title. Mia clicked on it and the hairs on the back of her neck started to stand up. Before her was the name, Jessica.

Jessica had been the name of Dan’s girlfriend back in university. A Welsh girl, they’d dated for two years before Jessica’s spiralling mental health had made it impossible for the relationship to continue. Mia had met Dan in their final year of studies together when she’d been broke and in a **** situation. She’d known about Jessica but had always suspected Dan had some lingering feelings for his ex despite his claims to the contrary. Still, they’d gone ahead with their relationship and got married some years later, Jessica a forgotten name.

Here now were dozens of emails between the two going back months. Mia was glued to the screen reading the sickening exchanges. Two old lovers reconnecting. Filling each other in on their lives since they last saw each other. Sharing photos of the present as well as the past. Reminiscing about old times and discussing with cloying fondness previous sexual encounters they’d shared together. Mia wanted to vomit.

Mia left Dan’s phone open beside his sleeping face as she packed and left the hotel. The screen remained unlocked on a particularly graphic email where Dan recounted to Jessica his fondness for the first time she’d allowed him to make love to her without a condom and he’d cum inside her. Asking Jessica if she could still recall the feeling, as Dan did, of his cock releasing his seed inside her and the way it ran out of her pussy afterwards, collecting between the cheeks of her bum in a milky river.