Michelle, my lovely wife of five years and I were taking a much needed vacation to the big city. We had a suite reserved in an upscale hotel for one wonderful week. We both worked at demanding jobs, and it wasn’t often that we were able to take a vacation together, so we were looking forward with enthusiasm to our week together.

We took a taxi from the airport to the hotel, and were warmly greeted by the hotel people. We were shown to our suite which was perfect. The first thing we did was order up a bottle of champagne and hors d’oeuvres to celebrate our arrival. When we were sufficiently relaxed we unpacked and enjoyed a long shower, finally dressing for dinner. Our concierge had obtained reservations at a gourmet restaurant, and it was every bit as good as advertised. We spared no expense, enjoying cocktails and wine with a great dinner, and we arrived back with a pleasant glow.

When returning to our room we saw two attractive well dressed women entering the next suite. We had seen them earlier, so we said hello and asked how they were enjoying the hotel. They said they enjoyed the hotel and were delighted with their room.

We were both too tired from our trip and the evening to enjoy sex that night, but there was an understanding that this time together would provide us with an opportunity for some sexual pleasure that we had little time for back home.

Our sex life wasn’t exactly stellar. I was quite sure that Michelle was not a virgin when we were married, and I had several sexual experiences which were mostly short term, consisting of hasty sex with little lovemaking. But basically neither of us was very experienced. I usually approached sex with her by going directly to her vagina, and entering her as soon as she was lubricated, finishing very quickly.

After minimal foreplay she was moist enough for penetration, so it was fairly routine. I would ask her at times if it was enjoyable for her, and she responded positively, but when I was more persistent, enquiring if she climaxed, it was clear that in our five years of marriage she had not had an orgasm. But she did say that it was pleasurable, a lukewarm response.

The next morning she mentioned that a couple of times during the night there was some noise next door, the suite that the two young women occupied, but I heard nothing. When we were going down for breakfast we again encountered our neighbors who were also going down for breakfast, and we chatted with them on the elevators. They said they were having a good time, enjoying the sights of the city.

The day was perfect and we did a little sight-seeing, had a great lunch and afternoon, returning late in the day. After showering and changing we had a good dinner out, returning to the hotel about ten, and once more bumping into the young women from next door. We said goodnight to them and were soon ready for bed, tired enough from the long day, the dinner and drinks that we fell asleep quickly.

About the middle of the night Michelle shook me awake and said “listen.” I said listen to what, and she said to what’s going on next door. She said “there’s a lot of activity going on and it’s keeping me awake. I keep hearing knocking on the door, doors opening and closing, water running in the sink, and talking but I can’t make out what is being said, but I hear both male and female voices.” We listened for awhile and she was right.

Finally we both understood what was happening. The women next door were entertaining men in their room, and since there was a lot of coming and going we knew that money had to be changing hands. I couldn’t believe that these attractive well dressed young women were prostitutes, but clearly they were.

I embraced her, and soon found that she was aroused. We had sex, but again it wasn’t very long before I ejaculated in her. Afterwards, as I lay beside her, I began to caress her, finding her still quite moist. I caressed her labia, and finally began stroking her clitoris.

Suddenly she stiffened, giving a little cry and said, “My god, you did it!”

I said, “What?”

“I came! I climaxed!”

For the first time in five years she had an orgasm. I had caressed her vagina and clitoris before, so what happened? And then I realized that she was identifying with the women next door, and that she was more aroused and more susceptible because she was fantasizing that she was having sex with men who paid her for her favors.

I said “you are fantasizing that you were doing what those women next door were doing, having paid sex with strangers.”

She said “I guess I was aroused listening to what they were doing-I think anyone would be. It was exciting knowing that just next door they are having all that sex.”

Not one to leave it at that I did something I had never done before, and that was going down on her. I gradually slid down her body; spread her legs, and getting between her thighs I began to kiss her labia. She lay very still at first, wondering what I was doing, but she began to respond to my kisses, and then I moved my tongue on her lips, then parted her lips with my tongue, sliding my tongue into her, a gasp from Michelle as I continued. Soon I began to lick, circle and lift her clitoris, which became quite stiff. In less than five minutes she cried out, her body stiffening, and then shaking with another and stronger climax.

She said “my God! You did it again!” And I said “with a little help by what’s going on next door.” We lay awake for some time, and it was clear she was shaken and excited by having her first orgasms, and I had to thank the women next door for helping to make it possible.

I was first up in the morning, showered and dressed and ready to go for breakfast. She said “you go ahead and I’ll join you.” I think the sex last night had made her a little sluggish. The dining room was filled, all tables taken. I saw our next door friends and they invited me to sit with them. I said Michelle would be down in a little while. I introduced myself, and they did also, Karen and Jean, first names only.

I said “I want to thank you both for last night.” Karen said “were we too noisy?” And I said “absolutely not!” And then I told them what happened, how Michelle became very aroused when she understood what they were doing, and how she had her first ever orgasms. “I know it was because she was identifying with you. She was imagining that she was getting paid for sex. She was fantasizing that it was happening to her.”

The girls laughed and said they were glad that they had been of service, and they hoped we wouldn’t mention anything to the management. I said “no way, not when we have benefited from your activities.”

Just then Michelle joined us and Jean said “your husband has been filling us in on the events in your room, and we are glad that we have been helpful.” Michelle blushed, becoming flustered, but Karen said it was alright, that a lot of people were turned on hearing or viewing people having sex. We had breakfast and it finally ended by my inviting them for cocktails before we went to dinner. They said that would be great.