Chapter 1

Ted and Sarah Simmons were sitting in the large bar lounge area of the hotel they were staying in. The reason for their stay, some one hundred plus miles from home was that it was in a city Sarah had always wanted to visit and Ted had landed a new client there providing technical security support to quite a large company, so when the need for him arose to oversee the installation of some specific security equipment he had asked Sarah to come along, telling her they could extend the stay beyond the time he would need, to take in the sights of the city proper. However their reason for being in the bar lounge at that moment in time was for a totally different reason.

A few months earlier Sarah had discovered that Ted had been reading some rather, in her mind, unusual, porn stories on a site called Storiesonline. The genre of the porn was regarding men, encouraging their wives to take other lovers, on the proviso they could watch or hear all about it after the fact before and have, what one reader had titled, reclamation sex. Ted and Sarah had always been very adventurous when it came to their sex lives, often engaging in risque activities like exhibitionism, although despite his best efforts Ted hadn’t managed to persuade Sarah into anything involving a third party. However, following her discovery, which had made her think that over the years the fantasy role play and bouts of exhibitionism, were Ted’s attempts to fulfil a desire he clearly seemed to have. Ultimately she had confronted Ted and after confirming Sarah’s suspicions they had talked at great lengths about the issue.

Over time Sarah had become more relaxed about it and had also read more and more, even watching some cuckolding porn. She had come to understand Ted’s point of view and desire and whilst not fully committed to it, had agreed that if it were to happen it could be with nobody they knew or anywhere near their home. That decision had brought them to their current situation where Sarah was sitting at the bar, casually scrolling and tapping the keys on her phone and Ted was sitting on the other side of the lounge observing his wife. The arrangement had been that Sarah would do this for thirty minutes and if nobody approached her, or more to the point nobody she liked approached her they would call it a done deal and Ted would never mention it again.

If someone she liked approached her she would take it from there but was promising nothing. “I doubt anyone will even notice me, never mind proposition me.” Sarah had said to Ted when he gave her a covert camera to slip into her bag, to be deployed if she were to go off with anyone so Ted could watch and monitor proceedings, both for his arousal and Sarah’s safety.

“You must be kidding! This hotel is full of married men away from home. You’re a hot sexy blonde, thirty five, awesome body, sexy smile, wearing a short spaghetti strapped dress and no bra, which shows off your amazing tits and long athletic legs. In their eyes, you would be ripe for the picking and they would be falling over each other to bag you.” Ted had said as the pair separated, Sarah walking to the bar and Ted finding a suitable chair to observe events. Sure enough in the space of fifteen minutes three men had asked Sarah if they could buy her a drink but to Ted’s dismay she had turned them all away. Two he could understand as they were rather too old and not at all attractive. The other one looked to be in his forties, well dressed, in shape and pretty handsome, As Ted watched another man approached, again a good looking guy, similar age to Sarah but he was rebuffed. Ted, feeling a little annoyed, decided to call his wife. “What was wrong with him? Nothing I could see. You don’t really want to try, do you?” Ted asked, rather grumpily when Sarah answered.

“I don’t know. Much too full of himself like I was a sure thing and one thing I’m not is a sure thing just because some guy has decided I am. That means any guy. My husband included!” Sarah rasped back rather annoyed herself.

“OK sorry baby. I’m just a bit excited at the prospect and thinking it won’t happen.” Ted replied.

“Look! I’ll restart thirty minutes from now. Will that convince you I’m serious?” Sarah said to her husband. Once a delighted Ted had thanked her Sarah hung up and groaned, “Christ! Men!” a little louder than she realised and loud enough for a man who was sitting two stools away from her to overhear and look across to the hot blonde and say, “Were not all that bad! Hubby missing you?”

Sarah looked across, ready to tell whoever it was to mind their own business but as her eyes set upon the man her mood softened. He wasn’t another cock sure looking man, far from it. He was a portly little man, perhaps in his late fifties or early sixties, who, even though he was sitting down, didn’t even look as tall as Sarah’s five feet eight inches, without heels. His greying hair was receding badly and his eyes were kind of soft. He was dressed in what looked like a very expensive suit that fitted him badly. Sarah paused before answering him, looking him up and down, her mind processing her situation and why her and Ted were here. ‘He might just be perfect’ Sarah thought in her head before responding, in a soft friendly voice, “Really? Why don’t you come and reinforce that comment.” Offering the man a nice bright smile.

“The man looked at Sarah and smiled. He held up a hand and rubbed his wedding ring with his thumb before saying, “I’m in marriage number one, thirty years, my wife’s third, and she tells me that compared to her first two and most of her friends I”m pretty good, despite a few minor faults. I can count the number of times we have argued on two hands. That’s really the best I have. Sorry to have interrupted you.”

“Sarah again paused before saying, “good enough. Let me buy you a drink, as kind of a thank you and to break the cliche of a guy buying a lone woman a drink at the bar of a hotel.”

The man stood, approached Sarah and extended a hand introducing himself as Jack. They shook hands with Sarah telling him her name before Jack said, “delighted to have a drink but honestly, I’ll buy. Only because I have an account at this hotel as I’m here so often and my company pays directly, so, happy with that?”

Sarah laughed before saying,”Oh sure Jack. As long as your company can spring for champagne?”

“Without pause Jack turned to the bartender and said, “another scotch for me Bruce and a bottle of champagne for the lady. Will you bring them to our table” He then paused, looked at Sarah and said, “assuming the lady is happy with going to a table?”

“Erm sure! I was actually joking about the champagne but hey I’m happy with that!” Sarah replied.

Ted looked on, incredulously as he saw Sarah stand up along with Jack who ushered her to a small table with two soft chairs, not far from the bar. As they walked Sarah glanced around, making sure she could see where Ted was sitting and made a point of sitting down a little short of completely side on so she wasn’t looking directly at him but he could see her face. After their drinks arrived Sarah and Jack chatted about a number of things but Sarah soon got onto the subject of marriage and how come Jack’s had lasted thirty years. Jack shrugged and said, “I don’t honestly know. We are open and honest with each other, mostly, make a lot of time for each other, and support each other in their work.”