Hi all. My name is Paul and this is a real story. Everything happened as I describe here even that the first part of the story has some aspect that are not real. Confusing? You will understand at the end.

We live and work in a suburb that is around 60 miles of the big city. We have everything we need in our neighborhood except good entertainment. Thus, once or twice a year we have what we call a night in the city. We go to a show, have a good dinner, spend the night in a good hotel and go back home the day after. This was one of those nights. I was in the hotel waiting for Jane, my wife of more than 20 years, to arrive. She was coming straight from work.

Knock on the door and there she was. She came into the room with the face of a woman in a mission. Looked at me and said “Honey, I’m horny as hell and you have to fuck me now. The boys at work drove me crazy today. I guess they are not use to see me dressing like this. I didn’t have time to go home and change after work then I went like this but appear it was too sexy for them”. Actually it wasn’t so bad, a little black dress, not really too short and even she was not wearing a bra it was not showing too much cleavage. It looked pretty normal to me.

But she kept going “There were pens or papers falling to often to the floor. Obviously they were trying to peep up my skirt and I had people coming to ask for silly searches in the computer watching at my screen for over my shoulder trying to look at my tits. After lunch I had a meeting with Tom and Nigel to plan some work we have to do. Tom whispered in my ear “Having a good party tonight? I’m sure you are not wearing anything under your dress” I said upset “That is not your business and we have work to do here” but he really made me feel on fire. During the meeting his pen felt to the floor at least three times.

I smiled and said “Did you let him to have a good view?” "Not at the beginning" was her answer "but I was getting so horny that the last time I left my legs wide open and he for sure had a good view because he said I knew it . I finished early with the meeting because I felt like locking the door and fucking both of them right there. It would be a scandal in the firm"

Finishing saying that she took her dress off over her head and indeed she was not wearing any underwear. She said “Well that was the story now fuck me”. I said to her I have ordered a bottle of her favorite Chardonnay and it will arrive any moment. “Who cares” she said “these waitresses for sure are seeing people fucking all the time” I was in shock with the answer but right after she finish saying that there was a knock on the door and somebody was saying “Room Service”.

Jane was totally naked only on her high heels. She went to the door, opened it and said to the guy to put the bottle in the bucked and the glasses on the table. Without showing any surprise the man did as requested, I signed the tab and when he was leaving the room my wife stopped him, went to her bag, pick up a 5 dollars bill and walked to the door to give the tip. He said “Thanks Mam” and left. She turned to me and said “If I was horny as hell before I can’t describe how horny I’m now. You better fuck me now or I call the room service to service me”.

I couldn’t believe what was happening. We have had our fair share of wild parties but I never saw Jane behaving like that before. I started to walk in her direction when a loud alarm went off. “The fire alarm" my wife said. No. It didn’t sound as the fire alarm. Sound more like my phone in steroids. I was really confused until I figure that is was my phone ringing. I found myself seating in my bed and trying to grab my phone from the night table.

IT WAS A DREAM. Everything was a fucking dream.

I answered the stupid call with one of the biggest hard on I ever had in my life and went back to bed trying to relax but my mind kept going over and over again around all the details of my dream.
I was alone at home. Jane was away to help our daughter that was moving from the university dormitories to an apartment she rented with a girlfriend. It was Friday morning and Jane was coming back the day after in the afternoon. At her arrival I pick her up at the airport. She was a happy woman. She has had a quality time with our daughter that was very happy with her new home. We arrived to our home, she went to have a good shower and came down to our living room in her white rob. My mind still perturbed by my dream was visualizing her naked body under the robe. I got ice, the bottle of scotch and poured a generous serving in the two glasses. After some small talk and half of the scotch down I told her about my dream. Initially she was amused but was getting more serious principally after the part of the meeting with Tom and Nigel. After I finished she asked me for more details. She looked interested. Finally she said “Hum, that part of flashing Tom I liked. Not sure about receiving the room service naked. Was the guy good looking?” she asked with a devilish smile. By then we were in our second drink and her rob had fallen open on her left leg and I was having a glimpse of her nice trimmed pussy.

Allow me to clarify something now. Tom and Nigel, not real names, are not fictional characters. They were colleagues of my wife in her former job and we were all good friends. After Jane changed jobs Tom married Christine, a girl from the same company that was very close to Jane. We always got along with them very well. They were very special to us. As I said before we have had our fair share of wild parties including naked hot tubs, skinny dipping and other sexual games. We even had same room sex with other couple but Tom and Christine are, so far, the only couple we ever had full swap. We are now living very far away from them but every two or three years we manage to get together. Even Jane enjoying very much having sex with Tom she says these things have to be done in homeopathic doses to do not become routine. For me sex with Christine is really good and I believe is good for her too but it is not even close to the intensity displayed by Jane and Tom. The chemistry is not the same. Good neither Christine nor I are jealous. Actually we very much enjoy as foreplay to slowly masturbate each other watching our partners fucking their brains off. Christine jokes that if were not for the social implications we could make a fortune selling porno videos of them.

After finishing the second scotch a tipsy and exited Jane had her robe totally opened and was slowly touching herself while asking more things about my dream. Finally she got on her feet, dropped the robe to the floor and said “Let us complete your interrupted dream. Get now your dick out and fuck me hard”. She never talked like that. She was impersonating herself in my dream. I put my shorts and briefs down in no time. She seat on my lap with her tits in my face and started to ride me like there was no tomorrow. Between moans she told me. “Better your stamina be high today. You have to make cum 4 times. One for you, one for Nigel, one for Tom and one for the room service man. Maybe 5. Let us make it two for Tom” and right after saying that she arched her back, her full body got tense and she was getting her first orgasm of what became a long day of sex.

I kept my promise. Everything I have told in this story happened. The first part happened in my dream and the second part in the sex generated by my dream. Interestingly, Jane now keeps impersonating herself in the dream what has been a real good incentive in our sex life. But there is more to come. I had a chat with Christine yesterday. I told her about the dream and it consequences and we both agree it is time to we all get together again. Christine joked that if Jane will come to the party that horny this time she will record them with her phone. Keep you posted.