Samantha smirked as she rolled off me, knowing that if it had not been for the knock at the door I would by now have been slipping my cock between her legs, rubbing my hard hot dick against her silken panties. As she sat up in bed, pulling the covers up over her red lace bra, she called out, "Come in..."

The door opened and in stepped Danny bearing a silver tray on which was an ice bucket containing a bottle of chilled champagne. Danny was the son of the hotel's proprietors, a young guy, around 21 or 22 I guess, good looking and with a very sexy smile. Samantha and I exchanged glances, admiring Danny's fine physique. He was wearing a crisp white shirt and a pair of tight black trousers that served to highlight his muscular legs and gorgeous arse.

"Your champagne," said Danny, placing the tray down on the bedside table. Samantha smiled at him, noticing him blush slightly as she did so. Beneath the covers her hand rubbed over my stiff cock, slowly and gently stroking it, continuing to arouse my desires. She knew how much I wanted her, and she wanted to feel me deep inside her just as keenly. We exchanged glances once more, each knowing perfectly well what the other was thinking. Samantha squeezed my cock and I could see mischief in her eyes. Casually, she let the covers slip down a little, revealing her gorgeous breasts clad in the skimpiest of red lace bras, as she reached for the glasses on the silver tray. Danny could not help but notice, a tinge of red flushing across his cheeks as he glanced at her tits.

"Will there be anything else," he asked?

Samantha smiled once more, reaching further, beyond the tray, allowing her hand to stray onto Danny's thigh. As her fingers hovered for a second on his trousers, then slid upwards and stroked over his crotch, Danny froze, not sure of how to react. Her hand slid between his legs, took hold of his arse, pulled him forward right to the edge of the bed. He glanced over at me, still shocked, unsure of how to react. After all, it wasn't every day that he was taken in hand by a beautiful 30-year-old woman, particularly with her husband present.

"Oh, I think there will be plenty more," smiled Samantha, "beginning right now with this."

She pulled him closer to her, letting go of my cock and reaching out with both hands to Danny. Before Danny could resist, Samantha has slipped a hand inside his trousers and taken hold of his cock, squeezing it gently as she used her other hand to unfasten his shirt, exposing his smooth tanned chest. I smiled and reached out too, taking his hand and guiding him onto the bed between us. As I carefully removed his unbuttoned shirt, Samantha slid his trousers off, revealing his firm, muscular legs, lightly covered in fine dark hair. We exchanged glances, Samantha knowing I was as turned on by the handsome young man lying between us as she was. Beneath his thin black boxer shorts it was evident that Danny was turned on too, his cock becoming visibly harder and straining against the fine cotton, waiting to be released.

Samantha bent forward, her hands now grasping Danny's boxers, and pulled them down to his knees. His cock sprang up, hard and erect, standing proudly out from the tangle of short, dark hair around its base. Before Danny could speak, she took his cock in her mouth and began to lick its tip, taking it further in, sucking his beautiful penis.

"Aaaaah," sighed Danny, his back arching in pleasure as Samantha continued to suck him, her hands holding his cock firmly to her lips. I smiled and began to slide my hands over his young body, fondling his nipples and stroking his chest, enjoying the sight of my wife taking his cock in her mouth. Danny's cock was nice, smaller than mine and slimmer too, a boy's cock still and thus one that Samantha could easily swallow deeply. As I watched and fondled him, she expertly sucked Danny and it was clear that he was enjoying it. I took hold of one of Danny's hands and guided it down across my stomach, through the trail of pubic hair beneath my navel, resting his hand on my hard, warm cock, holding his fingers in place around my penis. I looked into his eyes and smiled: Danny returned the smile and left his hand on my cock when I let go of it. For several more minutes Samantha expertly sucked Danny's cock, bringing him almost to the point of cumming on several occasions then backing off before he shot his spunk, repeating the process again and again.

Eventually Danny could hold back no more and Samantha slipped his hard, wet cock from her mouth and pointed it over her breasts, wanking him slowly and firmly. Danny sighed and stiffened, his spunk jetting out over her tits, several spurts of warm, sticky, white boy juice hitting her breasts and beginning to run down her body. As Danny watched in amazement, I leaned forward and began to lick her tits, my tongue eagerly roaming over her firm nipples, tasting his spunk, licking it from her warm breasts. I glanced over to him and smiled, his spunk clearly visible on my tongue. Samantha leaned over towards me and we kissed, long and passionately, sharing the taste of Danny's spunk.

Samantha then rolled over, kneeling on the bed, her firm arse raised into the air as she pressed her mouth once more to Danny's cock, now soft and hanging limp between his legs. As she began to suck on him again, taking his whole cock into her mouth, I knelt behind her and began to slide my stiff cock along her arse cheeks, playing with her, teasing. Would I be sliding my cock into her slippery wet pussy or into her tight arse ? Danny watched fascinated, revelling in the sensation of his soft young cock being sucked once more, keen to see me fuck Samantha.