Yes

I didn't want to make a night of it, as I wanted dinner, but my wife read the roulette and said, "Since you like watching me, let's find a guy. A woman may be harder to find. "

So we set out to the hotel bar. My wife and I sat at the bar and ordered drinks. There was a guy about our age a few seats down, and my wife kept telling me, "This guy looks familiar".

After a round, she leaned his way and said, "Do we know you? You look familiar to me"

The guy looked back at her, smiled, and said, "Funny you should say that. I was just thinking the same thing".

I decided to let me wife take the lead in the conversation.

"Are you here with your family?"

"Just my wife. She and her sister wanted to go shopping, and I wanted to give them the afternoon to themselves. How about you. Are you guys staying here?"

When my wife answered, "Yes, we have a room here", his face flushed a little and his eyes got big.

"What?" my wife asked.

"Nothing"

"Come on. Where do we know each other from?"

"I'm not sure if you want to know why you look familiar"

"Oh. NOW you've got to tell me, buster"

The guy made us promise not to be mad, and after we agreed, he pulled out his phone and opened his photos. We looked, and it was a photo of my wife, her head down, and her ample cleavage hanging out of her sundress. You couldn't see her face, but we all knew it was her.

"I was outside your room yesterday and you were on the balcony. I took this photo. I'm not a perv, but my wife and I looked at it when we had sex last night. She asked me if she wished it was me fucking you. I told her yes. It was pretty hot. I decided to save the photo as a vacation memento."

"So you wanted to be the one fucking me, huh?", my wife asked.

The guy looked at me, but I just smiled and put my hands up in the air.

"Yes", he stammered.

"Let's finish these drinks and discuss this in the room", my wife said.

We got to the room, and after getting assurance that his wife wouldn't stalk us down to kill us, my wife had us sit side by side on the bed.

She moved us apart and sat between us, rubbing both of our crotches. Soon she had a cock in each hand. We were both hard.

"Do you want to fuck me?"

"Yes. Very much so. As long as your husband is ok with it."

"Don't worry about him. He will enjoy the show. Do you want me to bend over the bed and pretend it's the balcony railing?

"Yes"

"Ok. My hubby will watch for a little while."

My wife was already wet, so he bent her over the bed and slid his cock in. My wife was enjoying the fucking she was getting.

After a few minutes of fucking, my wife said to me, "Honey. I want you to lay on the bed underneath me"

I wasn't sure which way she wanted me to lay, but I wanted to be part of the action.