by Lexi Archer
Keith glanced towards the bar and frowned, then looked to me. "You know, I could really use a drink but I don't want to risk going up to the bar…"
I blinked as Kate looked at me. That was a very pointed look. I took the hint. It looked like I needed to leave them alone for a moment.
I thought about being dismissed like that. It seemed like I was doing a lot of thinking about things like this. Of course I wasn't nearly as hesitant today as I had been yesterday. I figured after letting my wife have an illicit fuck session with three college guys plowing into her at the same time there really wasn't much farther we could take this. Besides, my already throbbing cock was on the verge of blowing in my pants, a problem I seemed to be having regularly ever since we started indulging in these fantasies this weekend. The thought of her alone in a secluded booth in the back of this bar was just adding to the turn on.
"I think I can take care of that," I said. "What do you drink?"
And so I found myself moving towards the bar and trying not to think of my wife sitting in a corner booth alone with another man. Wondering what they could possibly be getting up to while I was heading to the bar, ordering a drink, and turning around and peering at where they were sitting but not really able to see anything since they were shrouded in darkness.
I'd chosen my secluded spot well. Perhaps a little too well.
I'd topped off my own drink as well and I took a moment to take a sip. I wanted to give them a moment to get up to whatever it was they were getting up to.
Finally, after what seemed like a suitable wait even though it felt like an eternity, I made my way back. As I approached I watched for any sign they might've been up to something naughty, but there was no evidence of anything of the sort.
Kate looked up at me with a smile as I sat down and put the drink in front of Keith.
"Welcome back baby," she said. "I've just been telling Keith here about our arrangement…"
Keith took his drink and raised it in a quick salute. I raised my own and took a sip as he drank his. Then he looked back up at me.
"So be honest with me," he said. "Is she serious?"
"That depends," I said. "What did she tell you?"
"That you get off on watching her with other men," he said. "It seems crazy. So crazy that I had to ask."
I smiled and shrugged. "What can I say? Guilty as charged!"
Keith shook his head and took another drink. I noted that this time he actually kicked it back rather than taking a sip.
"That's crazy man," he said. "Not that I'm complaining, given the circumstances, but it's crazy."
Kate reached out and grabbed my hand as he put his drink down and made a funny face. And it was at that moment that I realized something. Something I hadn't noticed when I first sat down even though I'd been keeping an eagle eye out for anything weird going down at the table.
Both of Keith's hands were visible. One was still on his drink and the other was tearing at a napkin. Both of my hands were visible. One over my drink and one under Kate's hand. There was only the one hand visible with Kate though. I turned back to Keith and watched his face, and it seemed like he was looking around nervously. It certainly seemed like he was having trouble concentrating. And it struck me.
I looked to Kate. "Are you…"
She pulled her hand away from mine and put a finger to her lips.
Damn. She worked fast while I was over there getting drinks. No sooner had I left than she started feeling up this guy. I wondered if she was just feeling his cock through his shorts or if she'd actually pulled his cock out and was jerking him off.
I almost giggled. It would've been weird for me to a giggle, but that was how I felt. I wondered how much gossip sites would pay for a picture of Keith Trent in the back of some hotel bar getting jerked off by some married man's wife he just met at a convention.
That would definitely fuel those gossip blogs Kate always enjoyed so much for weeks if not the whole year!
Keith shrugged and smiled. "Sorry, I couldn't resist when she…"
Interesting. So my wife was the one who was made the advance in this forbidden scenario. Then again that did make sense. She was the one who had the hots for Keith. Why wouldn't she avail herself of the opportunity when he started to show some interest? Although looking between the two of them, looking at the sudden smiles on their faces, it seemed that both of them were getting something out of her forbidden under the table exploration of his cock!
Hell, I was getting something out of it as well. Watching guys stare at her was one thing. Even having those college guys fucking her was one thing. Only that seemed like bush league stuff compared pulling an A-list celebrity who was wanted by women the world over. He could have his choice of the women at this convention, and the choice he made was my wife.
Needless to say, from the perspective of a man who got off on guys watching his wife that was like the holy grail. I hadn't even realized it until I was in the middle of the actual situation, but damn was it fucking hot!
"I was just telling Keith here that there's so much more where that came from," she said. "All he has to do is say yes, but he wanted to make sure you were okay with it…"
I looked to Keith and then back to my wife. I reflected on the strange turn of events that had brought us to this place. From secretly fantasizing about men watching my wife, to openly enjoying it after I confessed to her, to watching her getting fucked and then having her seduce her Hollywood crush.
Yeah, it had been one hell of a whirlwind weekend!
"I think that could be a fun time if both of you are down for it," I said.
"I'd definitely be down for it man!" Keith said.
Kate pulled her free hand up to her lips. She idly stroke at her chin.
"I think I'd be up for it as well," she said. "But with one condition."
I blinked. She had the man of her dreams, well the other man of her dreams aside from her husband thank you very much, literally in hand and she was setting conditions? It seemed crazy, but at the same time I couldn't deny that she was definitely in charge of the situation.
"What were you thinking honey?"
"I'll do just about anything but letting pictures or video get taken," Keith said. He shuddered and his voice was coming in gasps. It was obvious he was having a bit of trouble concentrating. I smiled. I knew exactly how difficult it could be to maintain concentration with Kate's hand on my cock. She was good. Real good.
"I was thinking of going back to the hotel room and getting my costume and…" Kate said. She bit her lip and glanced to me, then looked to Keith. Locked eyes with him. "And I was hoping that maybe we could reenact that scene from Dragonfire… You know the one…"
I very nearly groaned and rolled my eyes, but somehow I managed to keep it under control. I knew exactly what scene she was talking about. It was the now infamous scene, parodied over and over in pop culture, where Keith seduced Sierra for the first time. Or rather where his character seduced Sierra's character for the first time. It was a hot scene, and one of the first ones that had sold me on the series since. Sierra Knight naked was enough to make me a fan for life!
Of course it also meant getting to see him very nearly naked. I'd caught Kate pausing that scene on the brief couple of seconds where he turned around and you got a good look at his ass on more than one occasion. Not that I ever complained on those occasions. No, any man who enjoyed fucking his wife wasn't going to complain when he was presented with an opportunity that got her ridiculously horny!
Apparently he had a pretty good idea of what she was referring to because he smiled and chuckled as he shook his head.
"Is that a no?" she asked, sounding disappointed.
Keith was quick to placate her. He held up a hand. "No. I mean that's not a no at all! I'm just thinking of how many times I've had women beg me to reenact that scene…"
"Really?"
He shrugged. "Sure. Whether I'm on a date or it's just some girl at a convention, I get asked that all the
time. Usually it's kind of creepy, but I think for you I would definitely make an exception."
Kate smiled, a broad grin that split her face and lit her up.
"Glad to hear it," she said. "So are you coming back to our room or should I come to yours?"
He thought about that for a moment and then shrugged again. It was a fatalistic shrug. "I guess you guys are probably safe to know my room."
He took out a slip of paper from his hoodie and handed it over to Kate. She looked down, back up to him, and smiled. Of course she was doing all of this with her free hand. Her left hand was still hidden under the booth. It was driving me wild wondering what her hand was doing even as I had a pretty damn good idea exactly what it was she was doing hidden under the table like that.
"I suppose we'll see you shortly then," Kate said. Finally her hand pulled out from under the table but this time around there wasn't anything on it. Keith hadn't blown his stack, but something told me it was only a matter of time before I witnessed just that.
"I suppose you will," Keith said.
They stared at one another and I was forgotten, but that was fine. My thing was watching, not participating, despite what happened yesterday, and I was getting one hell of a show. The kind of show that men only dreamed of.
18: Star Struck
"Is the coast clear?" Kate asked.
I peered around the corner. The room was mostly empty. As empty as it was going to get in a big hotel like this full of people from the convention. It was later than we'd intended, getting back into her costume had taken longer than we'd initially anticipated, but there was still plenty of time to have plenty of fun.
"Coast is as clear as it's going to be," I said.
We rounded the corner and walked briskly towards the bank of elevators. Kate was in a robe we'd picked up in our hotel room, we'd figured it would be a lot easier to make our way through the convention center if her bikini was covered by something less conspicuous, but the robe ended up being anything but. It turns out that an attractive woman walking through the corridors between hotels wearing nothing but a robe drew just the same sort of attention as a girl walking around in one of those bikini costumes.
I shrugged. I guess it couldn't be helped.
She drew a few eyes as we walked over to the elevators. Keith wasn't staying in the same hotel as us which necessitated this walk. He was in a giant blue monstrosity with reflective windows that had been built for a big football game a couple of years ago or something, but now it was just another tourist destination. One of the nicer ones, and so I could understand why he'd be staying here. I figured the A-list types attending these conventions only got the best considering they were one of the biggest draws.
We got into the elevator and luckily no one tried to climb in behind us. We had a little spot of trouble in the elevator back at our own hotel where some guy had been eyeing my wife close enough to realize what she was wearing underneath the robe. And that had prompted an awkward moment where we had to tell him to get the hell away from her in no uncertain terms. After that we'd been a little more careful, prompting the need for me to make sure rooms were mostly clear before we crossed them.
The elevator closed and I breathed a sigh of relief. Kate looked up and smiled. A definitely nervous smile, but so sexy for all of that. And I wondered if I was going to have that to look forward to for the rest of our marriage. That mixture of nerves and sexiness that was so hot as she thought about what she was about to do. As I thought about what I was about to watch her do.
I shivered just thinking about it.
"So are you going to back out? You still have time," I said.
The smile on my face made it clear I was bullshitting. It was an echo of what I'd said yesterday, but there was no way I actually meant it today. Not after everything that had happened. No, I knew we were committed to this no matter what. I knew there definitely wasn't going to be any backing out when it was Keith Trent who was about to have fun playing with my wife.
"Very funny," she said in a tone that indicated it was anything but. I smiled and leaned in to kiss her, a quick peck because I didn't want to ruin her makeup or her lipstick.
Kate looked absolutely radiant. One of the reasons why it had it taken so long to get up here was because it had taken her so damn long to get ready. Not that I could fault her. I'd probably over think things too if I had a chance to get with, say, Sierra Knight.
Yeah, even radiant didn't begin to describe just how fucking gorgeous she looked. Her makeup was done perfectly. She'd spend forever on her hair getting it to look exactly like Sierra's did in that scene. Apparently she was absolutely serious about reenacting that to the best of her ability.
The costume was the same, but there was something about the way she held herself. There was something about the glow coming off of her that added to the sexy. She was exuding sultriness. The temptress from yesterday with those college guys, ***the seductress with that girl in the costume booth, was back in full force, and I loved it!
The elevator opened and we found ourselves in a hallway that only had two doors on either side. Your average hotel floor had thousands of doors if not more, but this was reserved for apparently this one was reserved for just two giant rooms considering the hotel wasn't any smaller at this height than at any other level. I glanced at the suite that wasn't Keith's. I glanced long and hard. There was only one other A-list celebrity from the Dragonfire miniseries who could possibly be staying at the hotel. If Sierra Knight was here then she was probably behind that door considering she hadn't made an appearance at the convention center today.
"Are you there honey?" Kate asked.
I shook my head. "Sorry, just thinking about how Sierra Knight's probably on the other side of that door," I said with a sheepish grin.
Kate rolled her eyes and shook her head. "Didn't you hear she wasn't at the convention today? Chances are even if she is behind that door she's probably puking her guts out or something equally unsexy." Kate paused for a moment and looked at me. "I hope to God that the idea of her puking her guts up is unsexy. Please tell me the idea of a woman puking her guts up is unsexy, because I'm willing to go to a lot of places for you but that's…"
She was babbling. She was getting out of control. It was something she did when she was really nervous, and why shouldn't she be really nervous right now? So I put a finger up to her lips, another one of our universal marriage symbols to get her to be quiet when she was getting out of control.
Kate smiled and blushed just a little. At least I think she blushed. It was hard to tell with the way she was made up to have her natural blush accentuated.
"Sorry," she said. "I guess I was getting a little out of control there, wasn't I?"
I grinned. "Just a little."
While she was having an attack of word vomit we'd made our way over to the door for Keith's suite. Only to my surprise it opened before I could even knock and he was standing there. I heard Kate's breath catch.
"Damn," he said as he looked her up and down.
"I could say the same for you," Kate said.
It was as though he'd stepped right off of the screen and into reality. He wore a suit that was very similar to the outfit he had in the television series. Actually, as I looked a little more closely it seemed like he was actually in the suit he'd worn in that infamous scene. I wondered if he had a copy of it made or if it was the real thing.
"I get this for conventions in case they want me to make an appearance in character or something," he said. "You'd be surprised how often that happens."
Kate was speechless. Keith held out a hand and she took it and he pulled her into his suite. I followed, looking around and whistling at the digs. They were pretty nice. I made a note that I should definitely try for a second career as an A-list Hollywood celebrity if my current job in financial planning ever fell through. Because it certainly looked like it was a fun gig. At the very least the perks were pretty damn nice!
"You like?" he asked.
/> "It is a pretty damn nice!" I said. "Do they put you up in places like this all the time?"
He shrugged. "Usually. I figure I might as well enjoy it while I'm still on top of my game."
I was surprised a guy like him would have a such a circumspect view of his celebrity.
"Are you kidding? You're one of the biggest stars on TV!" Kate said.
He shrugged again. "Being a star today doesn't mean anything tomorrow," he said. "So I figure I'll enjoy the ride while I can and sock away as much money as possible while I'm making the big bucks."
"Sounds like a good plan," I said. "You know I hate to talk about business at a time like this, but I'm in financial planning. Maybe later we could go over some of your stuff and make sure all that money lasts for the rest of your life?"
Kate shot me a look and rolled her eyes. She always thought it was ridiculous how worked up I got about my job, but what can I say? I enjoyed numbers and it had helped to provide a pretty comfortable living for us so far. Including affording that costume and the tickets that got us to this moment where she was about to have one hell of a good time with her biggest celebrity crush!
Keith grinned. "I might take you up on that offer." His gaze turned to Kate. His eyes ran up and down her body and I shivered at his close inspection. "But for now, I think I want to take you up on your initial offer…"
There was a moment of awkward silence as the three of us looked at one another. Finally Keith cleared his throat and looked between the two of us.
"I'm sorry," he said. "I've had lots of propositions before, but this is a first. How exactly does this work?"
I shrugged. "Just pretend I'm not here and do what comes natural."
Keith shrugged and looked at me, then back to my wife. And then he sprang into action.
19: Action!
The room itself was huge. There were giant floor-to-ceiling windows on one side that looked out over the city. There was also what looked like a whirlpool hot tub off in one corner looking out through the windows. There were doors on either side of the room, though I had no idea which one was the bathroom and which led to his bedroom. There was a massive impossibly fluffy white couch in the center of the room facing those windows.
