The Evening to Remember
The day was a rush like all others, but today was even worse. I guess it was normal to expect that on a day when her husband and she had planned a special evening, all things would go to hell. She had rushed through the afternoon one phone call after another, billing, phone calls, and payroll. It never seemed to end, it didn't help that it was her boss had left early to play golf, lately he seemed more interested in golf than work. The busy pace did make the afternoon fly by, but her mind would occasionally drift forward to what lay ahead. It was distracting, thinking about what Dan had promised her, but it was a very pleasant distraction. She looked at her watch as she shifted into fourth gear; she had just enough time to shower and dress and still get to the salon. Yes, she wanted everything to be perfect.
As she walked into the house the phone was ringing, she let the answering machine get it until she heard Dan's voice. She grabbed the phone, "I'm here, and I just got in."
'Yes, " Dan said, "I figured you might be running a little late, so I called Judy at the Salon and moved your appointment back an hour."
"That's very sweet," Jackie answered, "but I thought I already had the last appointment."
"Well, you did," Dan said, "but I convinced her to wait for you, I told her how special the evening was, and how you wanted to look so perfect. She was very interested, and said it wouldn't be a problem."
"You're so sweet," Jackie said almost cooing as she talked, "So thoughtful"
"Yes, I know," Dan answered, "But I have to run, now don't forget, we'll meet at the Derr Blitz Hotel at 8:00. Just go the bathroom and start to get ready, I've planned the entire evening."
Jackie said goodbye, and hung up the phone, Dan had been so mysterious about the evening, leaving the sketchiest details. It had been years since she had seen this side of him, the loving, caring, affectionate side of him. Their marriage had become rejuvenated after their troubles earlier in the year, and things were better than either had ever remembering them being before. Jackie went to run the water for a bath, the extra time would allow her to run a long luxurious bath. She smiled as she entered seeing the bucket of ice, the bottle of chilled wine, and a glass, and a card. Yes, Dan was going all out, she poured a glass of wine, sipping as she opened the card. It was a sweet picture, and included a note,
Rosie,
Take your time and relax, Judy will wait until you arrive; I have laid out an outfit for you on the bed. Please wear it and
only it
.
Love,
Dan
Jackie smiled, thinking how thoughtful as she removed her clothes slipping into the tub. She sipped her wine as she relaxed; the warm water soothed away the tensions of the day as she lay there relaxing, her mind wondered
what had he planned?
She lay there resisting the urge to play with herself, something she would have never done before, but was now becoming more acceptable. She soaped her breasts, rubbing the washcloth across them, imaging it was Dan. No! She had to stop, if she started, she wasn't sure she could stop.
After 25 minutes and the third glass of wine, the warm water started to cool and she got out of the tub, she patted herself dry. She stood in front of the mirror doing her makeup, her perfume, brushing her hair out as she headed down to the bedroom. Her mind returned to thoughts about what Dan had chosen for her to wear. She entered the room, finding it, bathed in candle light; a light, vanilla odor filled the room as she walked to the bed. There on the bed was a dress, and a new bra, a sheer black lace affair, she held it up, discovering it was more a bustier, the cup not really enclosing her breasts but funneling them. She put it on, it seemed a little small, but it pushed her breasts out, her nipples jutting just above the lace border. Under the bra was another card which she opened,
"This is the outfit I want you to wear to the salon, Judy will have the last piece there. Wear, only what is here nothing extra?"
Jackie smiled to herself, as she picked up the dress. It was black sateen dress, sleeveless, a little bit of a plunging neckline. She held it up to her shoulders; it stopped just short of her knees. She looked down, finding a new pair of black 5" high heels; she looked around and didn't see any underwear. She started towards the dresser, when she remembered the note...
Wear, only what is here nothing extra.
She wondered what Judy could have for her as she slipped the dress over her shoulders; it fell down into place, as she zipped the back, stepping into the heels as she looked in the full-length mirror. She saw herself, dressed in the provocative outfit; she was being to like her new trimmer self. The neckline plunged a little; exposing a little more cleavage than she was accustomed, but the bra seemed to give her a little more cleavage as well. The dress, was shorter than she had worn recently, about 2 inches above her knees. Could she leave the house like this and go to the salon like this? She looked at the clock by the bed, 6:30, the shop would be empty, the sun was down now, no one would see her, she went along with the plan, it seemed so meticulous; down to the exact outfit she would wear.
She smiled, looking at herself, touching her breasts through the dress feeling her full nipples. Yes, she would follow the plan, exactly as Dan had laid out. She grabbed her purse and keys and headed for the car. She got in and drove towards the shop, realizing for the first time, the beginning of the sexual excitement that was in her loins, a faint dampness a slight quickening of her pulse. She shifted the car through the gears, noticing how each jerk of the car, sent vibrations through her entire body. She parked in front of the shop, and saw Judy come to the door, unlocking it. Jackie got out of the car and walked in, as Judy held the door. Jackie started towards one of the chairs, when Judy spoke, "I thought we could use the back room since, no one else is here." She locked the door and led her to the other room, "You are really dressed to kill tonight, your husband said that he had something special planned." Jackie sat down in the chair, her dress rising on her thighs, she knew that Judy could look down her dress, seeing most of the expanse of her breast, for some strange reason this excited her.
Just then she heard a noise in the other room startling her, "What's that? Is someone else here."
Judy giggled, "Don't be so nervous; It's just Eric, your husband said you should also get a pedicure tonight."
Just then Eric walked in, smiled, "Hello, Jackie, how are you?" he politely asked as he placed a tub of warm soapy water at her feet. He turned and walked out of the room; Jackie looked as he walked away. He was dressed differently than usual, wearing a tight pair of white shorts and a pullover shirt. He returned with a stool and placed it in front of the tub, only then did Jackie remember her attire, the short black dress, no panties; How could she do this? Eric smiled and said, "I'll let your feet soak for about ten minutes, and then I'll be back." He turned and left.
Just then Judy spoke, "Dan said, I was to give you this after Eric set up the water." Judy handed her a card as she continued, "Dan was very specific about the events of the evening, he also left you a present that I am supposed to give you later." Jackie opened the card and read it,
"I know what you're thinking, but don't worry about it, just let the events unfold, think about what you would like to happen. Be bold."
Judy was continuing to talk as she finished the card, "... He seemed so mysterious, about this evening, it all sounded so different and unique, that husband of yours was really focused about this evening." Jackie removed her heels and placed her feet in the warm water, the feeling was pleasant as Judy combed her hair, styling. "I wish my husband took that much interest in me."
Eric returned and sat on the stool, looking up at her, "Jackie you must be going out tonight someplace very special, you look very pretty." She smiled, at him as he continued, "Your husband was insistent that you have a pedicure tonight; and really wanted you to be prepared." Eric's hands reached down in the water, grabbing her foot, pulling it out of the water, placing it on top of the toweled rack. Her dress rose slightly as his hands worked on her nails, deftly doing his chores. His hands rubbed lotion on her feet, massaging it in, as his eyes moved up and down her legs, to the joint of her thighs just below the hem of the dress. He had never seen her like this before; he had thought of her as just another older woman, he was pleasantly surprised as he felt his manhood grow. He looked up at her, he could hear Judy chatting in the background, but Jackie's eyes were watching him as he placed her foot to the side. This motion forced the joining of her thighs to part a little farther, closing now under the dress. Jackie could feel herself becoming even more excited, more turned on.
He smiled up at her and reached down for the other foot, removing it from the water and placing it on the rack. He looked at her hemline, and then up at her, she was blushing. He smiled as he moved the foot out a little further. Yes, this would produce the desired effect; he would be able to see this woman's panties. His eyes looked at hers, then they made the slow trek down to her hemline, there he saw it, her exposed pussy lips, no panties, they glistened. He swallowed hard, almost choking, being caught totally off guard he tried to regain his composure he smiled weakly as he looked up, feeling his manhood twitch. He returned to his work, clipping, massaging the woman's feet as he looked at her pussy. It excited him and it seemed to excite her. He had never imagined she would have shaved her pubic area, he looked up at her, and her eyelids were heavy, as his fingers rubbed her feet. She was enjoying it, he stopped removing the bucket, walking out of the room.
"Jackie, are you okay?" Judy was saying, "You drifted off on me, what were you thinking?"
Jackie smiled; No, she was not going to tell her thoughts, the ones that filled her mind. Yes, she had drifted off, fantasizing about Eric, bending down kissing her feet; her calves, her thighs, she was imaging an entirely different massage from Eric. Oh yes, it was delightful. "Oh, Nothing, I guess I'm just a little anxious."
