So I'm new here and this is my first post, and the first time I have told my story. Years ago my wife and I ran a guest house in Cumbria in the north west of England. For a number of years the business was quite busy because a nearby nuclear power station attracted a lot of contractors due to the amount of construction work being carried out at the site. I was also employed on this site on a rotating shift schedule so my wife for the most part ran the guest house on her own except for the cook who prepared the breakfast and evening meals.
The guest house was usually full of contractors, usually around 15 in total, a few of these were long term resident and others on short term contracts. Evening meal was served at six pm and the residents would retire to the lounge to socialise. After clearing up the dining area my wife would join the guys in the lounge because she enjoyed their company when I was working. Naturally she got quite familiar with the guests, especially the younger ones and quite often she would get flirty with them.
At the time my wife was in her early thirties, she is a very attractive petite brunette so naturally the guys all fancied her. She would often get hit on and invited out for a drink, if she fancied the guy she would accept, but normally on the evenings I was working. I would often come home from work after 10.00pm only to find a note telling me she was out for the evening. Of course she had my blessing to do this, she was a hotwife so I knew the score and I would reap the benefit when she came home.
Our apartment was on the ground floor, it was an L shaped apartment and the kitchen window looked out to the front entrance. The pubs closed at 11.00 pm so I would stand in the kitchen with the lights out at 11.15 pm and wait for her to arrive home so that I could see who she was with, or should I say who was going to fuck her this evening. I would then go to the door and listen to them going up the stairs to his room.
After an hour or so she would come home where I was usually awake in bed waiting to here the lurid details, she would climb into bed and play with my dick whilst she told me how good he was, if he went down on her, if she sucked his dick, and how well he fucked her. By then I was so worked up I would give her another second fucking.
Looking back there must have been a lot of gossip in the guest house among the lads but it never bothered me particularly as I didn't have much contact with the guests.
My wife, who's name I wont mention had, still has a voracious sexual appetite, she loves to fuck and embraces the lifestyle to this day. I don't know how many guys have fucked her or how many times she got fucked in the guest house but it was lots, some she saw quite often and some were only with us for a short while depending on the length of their contracts.
The guest house was usually full of contractors, usually around 15 in total, a few of these were long term resident and others on short term contracts. Evening meal was served at six pm and the residents would retire to the lounge to socialise. After clearing up the dining area my wife would join the guys in the lounge because she enjoyed their company when I was working. Naturally she got quite familiar with the guests, especially the younger ones and quite often she would get flirty with them.
At the time my wife was in her early thirties, she is a very attractive petite brunette so naturally the guys all fancied her. She would often get hit on and invited out for a drink, if she fancied the guy she would accept, but normally on the evenings I was working. I would often come home from work after 10.00pm only to find a note telling me she was out for the evening. Of course she had my blessing to do this, she was a hotwife so I knew the score and I would reap the benefit when she came home.
Our apartment was on the ground floor, it was an L shaped apartment and the kitchen window looked out to the front entrance. The pubs closed at 11.00 pm so I would stand in the kitchen with the lights out at 11.15 pm and wait for her to arrive home so that I could see who she was with, or should I say who was going to fuck her this evening. I would then go to the door and listen to them going up the stairs to his room.
After an hour or so she would come home where I was usually awake in bed waiting to here the lurid details, she would climb into bed and play with my dick whilst she told me how good he was, if he went down on her, if she sucked his dick, and how well he fucked her. By then I was so worked up I would give her another second fucking.
Looking back there must have been a lot of gossip in the guest house among the lads but it never bothered me particularly as I didn't have much contact with the guests.
My wife, who's name I wont mention had, still has a voracious sexual appetite, she loves to fuck and embraces the lifestyle to this day. I don't know how many guys have fucked her or how many times she got fucked in the guest house but it was lots, some she saw quite often and some were only with us for a short while depending on the length of their contracts.
