I tried writing this one from my wife's perspective. I welcome any feedback.
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My husband, Mike, had been out of town on business for most of the week, so I was thrilled when he called and said he was able to catch an earlier flight home in time to go out for dinner. It was a Friday evening and we had both had busy schedules that week. We talk to each other every day, but it's not the same as being there in person and lying next to each other in bed.
I knew Mike was coming from a broker meeting and would be dressed in a suit. He generally prefers business casual, but he looks so much sexier when he's dressed up. Mike just turned 50, but he's in good shape for his age. He has always been an avid runner, but he also likes to hit the gym a couple of days a week and the two of us will spend our evenings on long walks or playing tennis. He's usually clean shaven (except on vacation) and keeps his salt and pepper hair cut short. He has blue/gray eyes and a handsome smile that always looks perfect in pictures. He may be middle-aged, but he has the energy of a twenty something in the bedroom and encourages me to share sexual fantasies with him, especially when he's horny... which seems to be often!
Mike phoned when he landed at the airport and suggested we have dinner at one of the up-and-coming restaurants in a hipster part of town. It was a pleasant summer evening so I picked out a light sheath dress that would be appropriate for the weather. Mike would be at the house in 45 minutes, so I had plenty of time to get ready.
We are empty nesters now that our youngest child is away at school and while we miss the kids, our newfound freedom has given us the opportunity to reconnect as a couple. Since we hadn't seen each other all week, I decided to wear some sexy lingerie for our date. I picked out a black demi bra that shows just the right amount of cleavage of my 34C tits. (Mike is a boob guy and doesn't leave for work in the morning until he gets a free look at my chest. Most times he kisses his "girls" goodbye before he walks out the door!). I slid on a matching pair of Brazilian panties. I could have grabbed a lace thong, but since we would be walking in the restaurant district, I chose something sexy, but still comfortable. I've gotta say my booty can still turn heads. It's not curvy like a Kardashian, but it is definitely one of my better "assets". I slid on my dress and paired it with some red heels for a pop of color.
Mike picked me up at the house and immediately took notice of how sexy I looked for our date. If we weren't so hungry I think he would have scooped me up to the bedroom right then. He looked handsome in his dark gray suit, but he had removed his tie for the airplane ride back to town. The two of us shared the events of the day on our way to the restaurant district.
We got a rooftop table at one of our favorite restaurants. It's nothing fancy, but it is a fun atmosphere and the staff is always attentive and friendly. We don't mind that we are usually the oldest patrons in the place. It is very common for us to strike up conversations with the younger customers or employees and forget that we are old enough to be their parents. That evening the restaurant had a special on their house margaritas. It was a pleasant summer evening so I ordered one (or three!). Mike and I toasted with my margarita and his Moscow mule.
Our conversation covered all sorts of topics, including the week's activities of our three kids. I could tell Mike seemed especially wound up from his trip. He said his meetings went well, but his head was spinning from all the work he needed to accomplish in the next week. Since he had only had one drink, I knew it wasn't the vodka making his head spin.
After dinner, we went for a leisurely walk through the restaurant district before heading to the car. It was still early and Mike mentioned he would like to go to the gym to clear his head and work off some of the frustrations from the week. After three margaritas I just wanted to go home and fuck! Mike still had his gym clothes packed in the car from his trip and I could tell the sex wasn't going to be relaxing until he could clear his head. I was going to have him drop me off at home when he mentioned that he had some free tanning passes from the gym and asked if I wanted to use one while he worked out. I certainly wasn't dressed for the gym, but since we hadn't been on a real summer vacation, I thought a little shot of Vitamin D might not be bad. I normally don't use a tanning bed, but it sounded nice to relax under the lights while Mike was in the other room.
We belong to a small 24/7 gym that is not generally crowded, especially on a Friday night! When we arrived, there was just one guy working out at the free weights. Otherwise the place was empty. Mike recognized the man and said "Hi Jeremy. Nothing better to do on a Friday night?"
Jeremy shrugged and said he wasn't going to be able to make it in on Saturday, so he was getting his workout in now. He was obviously very dedicated to the gym, great definition but not overly muscled. I'm guessing he is in his late 20's or early 30's, and he looked like he could be Italian. Dark hair and eyes and he wore a slim fit t-shirt that showed off the body he worked hard to achieve. He was wearing jogger pants instead of shorts, but I didn't mind. The pants gave me a good view of his tight ass and a peak at the bulge in front. He must have thought Mike and I were nuts since Mike was in his suit and me in a dress!
Mike gave me a kiss and went to change into his workout clothes. I headed to one of the tanning rooms. The room was in the hall just before the free weight area where Jeremy was working out. As I walked toward the tanning room, he smiled at me and said something that I couldn't really hear, but I smiled back as if to acknowledge him. His eyes followed me as I walked into the room and closed the door. I have to admit, the brief bit of attention from this young stud got me excited as I entered into the tiny tanning room. I was feeling proud of myself for rocking that dress at my age!
The temperature in the tanning room was cooler than I expected. I turned on the bed to warm it up and then took of my shoes and slid off my dress. I adjusted the timer in the bed to 35 minutes, thinking that would give Mike enough time to work out his frustrations on the weight equipment. I don't know whether it was the cool temperature of the room, the sexy glance from Jeremy or the three margaritas, but when I unsnapped my bra, my nipples were standing at attention! I left my panties on. There was a mirror in the small room and I was pretty happy with what I saw standing there. I didn't want any tan lines on my shoulders or chest, but I wasn't concerned with tan lines on my ass, since no one but Mike every sees it. I lied down on the tanning bed, which was comfortably warm by now. Once I was horizontal, I could feel the effect of the tequila as if the bed was swaying on a cruise ship.
