Emily's Slutty Experience (MMMF)

Emily's Slutty Experience (MMMF)Note: If you're a woman and enjoyed this story, feel free to message me. ***Emily was feeling great as she stepped out of her client?s offices. It was Friday, she had just finished with work and a free weekend stretched out in front of her. She had spent the week in Brighton on a work trip and her boss had allowed her to stay in the hotel paid for by the firm until Sunday. Emily?s husband Chris was waiting for her back home in London but they had agreed he could have a weekend hanging out with his friends.It was close to 6pm when Emily got back to the hotel. As she walked into the lobby. Emily?s eye was caught by three men on their way to the hotel bar. All three looked extremely athletic, powerfully built and handsome, and all over 6 feet tall. They were in casual clothes for a Friday night out, jeans and shirts, but she thought maybe they were in a sports team given their obvious physical fitness. As the men passed by, she made eye contact with one of them. He had close cropped dark blond hair and dark stubble on a strong jaw. His strong blue eyes held her gaze for a few seconds, then he looked her up and down and Emily felt those eyes fall on her breasts before coming back to meet her gaze again. A small flutter rose in Emily?s chest, but the moment passed as the man?s attention was broken by one of his friends making a joke, and all three of them walked into the bar.Emily took the elevator up to her room to clean herself and change out of her work clothes. After a long, steaming hot shower she began to feel human again. Looking in the bathroom mirror, she was happy with what she saw.At 26 years old, Emily was still in excellent shape. She had long, blondish hair which she died a paler shade, and a pretty ?girl next door? face with big sensual lips, large round, blue eyes behind large, thick framed and slightly geeky glasses, and a soft, feminine jawline. She was petite in stature at just under five feet tall, which she liked to bolster with high heels. She had small, feminine hands and feet, and slim ankles leading up to well shaped legs, which were long for her short stature. Her waist was slim but soft, and her ass, which was round and plump, jutted out juicily when she wore tight skirts. Her best feature were her breasts, which were very round and full, at a 32H cup size disproportionately big for her slim and small frame, each being almost as large as her head, with pinky puffy nipples which became engorged when she was aroused. Emily?s pussy and legs were waxed bare.She looked through the suitcase and considered what to wear. All week she had worn dark, conservative suits with her clients, but her suitcase also had some more comfortable clothes for her evenings off, as well as a few glamorous outfits which she had packed just in case. Emily?s mind wandered to the three men in the hotel bar. She didn?t have any firm idea what to do that evening, but maybe a quick drink in the bar would be fun. Then she could go for dinner for one or maybe to the cinema.It would be fun to wear something a little bit naughty, a little bit slutty, under her clothes. Nobody would know. She picked up a matching set of black panties and bra. The panties were sheer at the back and had lace and little frills. The bra was push-up and had a little bow on the front. Fitting her heavy tits into it, Emily enjoyed the enormous cleavage it created. Her breasts were so large on her little body that the mountain of flesh on display made it seem that her boobs were straining to burst out of the bra, but the garment was actually quite supportive and comfortable.But what to wear on top? Ever since she had married, Emily had been faithful and tended to dress in a low key way. Although the curviness of her body was quite eye catching and difficult to hide, she tried her best out of respect for Chris. Absent mindedly, she thought of the men in the bar downstairs. It might be a bit of harmless fun to dress up tonight - nothing else would be happening and it would make her feel good about herself. Emily picked a little black dress. It was short, sitting a few inches above her knees, and very tight on her large butt, which strained against the fabric. Up top the dress had a plunging neckline, and together with her bra the effect was striking - her breasts looked ready to burst out of her top, with a deep and inviting cleavage on display. Emily felt quite slutty - not a bad thing, it was fun, but a little too much for public consumption. She would have to wear a little black cardigan on top which buttoned up at the front and protected her modesty. Even wearing the little cardigan, however, it was impossible to hide the impressive size of her breasts - but the lack of cleavage kept her from looking scandalous.To finish off the package, Emily found her favourite red stiletto heels. The three inches they added to her height still left her shorter than most women, but she felt confident and sexy when wearing them, and they made her arse stick out even more prominently in her dress, and her back arch, thrusting her chest forward. Emily chose to keep her thick framed glasses on rather than wear contacts - she enjoyed the look and thought they made her little face look extra cute. Her eyesight was ok and she could still see quite clearly without her glasses.It was 8pm when Emily went down to the hotel lobby. As she tottered on her heels across to the bar, her big chest bouncing slightly under the cardigan, she was conscious of the doorman?s eyes following her and she tingled slightly inside. It wasn?t very feminist of her, but she had always enjoyed the feeling of a man eyeing her up. Pausing at the entrance to the bar, she sent a Whatsapp message to her husband Chris - ?Having fun tonight sweetie? X.? Her phone buzzed almost immediately - ?Hey babe out with the boys.? A second text then came through and it was riddled with spelling errors.Typical, he was drunk already! Chris and Emily?s relationship had been a bit strained for the last few months, after Emily has caught Chris texting and flirting with a girl at work. They had been together four years and the sex was ok but not thrilling - although it had become more interesting recently as Chris had introduced to Emily the idea of watching internet and DVD porn while they masturbated together and had sex. Emily sometimes found herself thinking back to her slutty days at university, partying and dancing and showing off her curvy body. She had had some fun experiences, although she regretted a tiny bit the missed opportunity to try out some of her naughtier fantasies, which often showed up in Chris? choice of porn - usually group sex with the woman as the centre of attention of some well hung men.Walking into the bar, Emily was again aware that there were a number of men?s eyes on her and she thrilled slightly at the attention, making her arse sashay in the tight dress that clung to her voluptuous little body. It occurred to her that men would assume that she was there to be picked up. She fingered the little cardigan which was protecting the modesty of her enormous bosom. Imagine the scandal if she took this off!Emily?s phone buzzed again. This time it was a Whatsapp from Chris? friend Steve. It was a selfie of Chris, Steve and an unknown but attractive girl with a heavily made up face, red hair and prominent cleavage. They were obviously in a club. The picture was just captioned ?spitroast lol? with no other commentary. Was this meant for Emily?Whatever, Steve was an immature idiot so she would ignore the message. Chris and Emily had discussed a threesome with two guys in bed before, and it was a secret fantasy for both of them about which they would whisper and dirty talk together, and on occasion they had watched internet porn with gangbangs and double penetration. Emily found the idea a massive turn on, but not something she really wanted to try in practice - plus she didn?t think it would be healthy for their marriage. As to this selfie, it was stupid (and she felt a small pang of jealousy) but she would overlook it. Chris was free to talk to attractive member of the opposite sex, just as she was.As Emily turned to order from the barman, she felt a hand on her shoulder. A man?s voice, soft but incredibly deep, said, ?She?ll have a G