Hubby was out of town for the next week and Holly had been invited for a night out with her friends. It had been a while since she had been out with them, but she was still considering skipping. There were some reports she had to get done for work at home, plus a fair bit of cleaning for their upcoming move. It was fair to say she was feeling some stress and needed the break.
"But I know there's a lot to do still," she told hubby on the phone.
"It'll be OK, have a good night with your friends," he told her.
"I suppose. We'll just have to get this place looking presentable faster, love you, bye," and they hung up the phone.
She still felt guilty about taking the time for herself, but again, she hadn't spent time with her friends in a while and they were going out to a local bar and maybe a dance club they'd been to before. It would probably be a late night and she was sure to be tired at the end of it. She wasn't planning on drinking much since she didn't have much of a tolerance, being only 5'1...plus she had to see a client the next day.
Her friends had suggested a certain bar that played a lot of older music. It was a retro kind of place and she was considering more retro clothes, but she had just bought a new dress and wanted to wear it. She had been planning a date with hubby and would have worn the dress for him first, but he had to cancel last minute due to the business trip he was on.
She pulled the dress out of the closet and hung it on the bathroom door while she showered. It was black, or a very dark gray, it was hard to tell depending on the light. It was slightly form fitting and ended just above the knee. At the top, it hung off the shoulders with a very slight ruffle. The whole dress had a modest hint of lace sewn into it.
Holly decided she was going to feel as sexy as she could, even if hubby wasn't there. In the shower she decided to give pussy a trim and clean up as much fuzz as she could. She got out of the shower and began towel drying her hair, watching herself in the mirror. It was quiet and she decided to turn on some music while getting made up.
"Black panties with a black dress right?" She said to herself. Hubby had picked up a tiny thong for her a bit ago, she would wear that and maybe send him a photo later. Strapless black bra of course, there was no way she could considering going without with the size of her chest. She put it on and began messing with her hair. It was shorter now that she had just had a haircut, and she just had to tame it a little bit, nothing too fancy.
Holly slipped into the dress in front of the mirror, watching the dress conform to her curves, then she put on her bootie heels, something she rarely ever wore.
"Hubby could probably count on one hand the number of times he's seen me in heels since we were married," she thought to herself. She admired herself in the mirror, but something else was needed...She felt like wearing something on her legs...leggings? Hmm, no. Pantyhose? Too stuffy. She remembered fishnet hose that she had worn on a date with hubby once. Those seemed good, but they were open in the crotch, she remembered. No matter. Why not feel a little more daring. While she turned in the mirror she looked at her legs, how they looked in the black fishnets, her toes, poking out the very front of the shoes, her curvy hips and booty in the dress, and the way the bra was working hard to hold her breasts perfectly, and one last thing...a necklace given to her by Malik. We'll call him the ex-lover for now, unless you've read some of my other stories. She was sure the guys were going to be looking at her tonight.
She was ready, and called a car to pick her up to meet her friends.
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Holly's phone chimed with a new text: "Make sure to send me a pic of how hot you look tonight ;)" It was from hubby, and she smirked.
There was another text, "Hey! It's your driver, I'm outside. -Kyle"
"Oh wow, he's here already," she said to herself. As she left, she thought about hubby's text, and decided to pull off her panties before heading out to the car. "Maybe I'll see if I can take an exciting photo for him in the back of the car..."
After a minute, she had removed the thong, and was walking out to her ride, "Sorry! I just forgot one thing," she apologized as she got in the car. "It's got us heading to the bar on 3rd Street, right?
"Yep! We should be there in no time," Kyle, the driver, replied.
They chatted a little as they made their way towards the bar, small talk, but fun. She managed to discreetly take a few photos up her dress and sent them.
At the bar she met up with her 3 other friends. They found a table and got some snacks and a drink.
They went over their trials and frustrations from work and life over the last month. Her other friends with children talked about their kids and motherhood a lot. She mentioned how she and hubby had been trying to get pregnant for a while now with no luck. They told her stuff like, "It's ok, it'll happen sometime," or other stuff like that.
Anyways, it was time to get up and move around some. The four of them decided to get up for their favorite song, taking their drinks with them, they got out on the floor and formed a circle, dancing for quite a few more songs.
When the song changed again, two of her friends decided to sit down and rest.
Holly decided to stay on the floor and dance with the remaining friend for a while, though some guy she knew came up to her and they got to talking and Holly was left alone. Not ready to sit down yet, she made her way to the bar and got herself another drink. As the drink arrived, "Hey, you move pretty good out there. Mind if I join for a song or two?" She her a voice from over her shoulder. She turned to find a well dressed guy with dark hair and glasses. He wore an un-tucked purple dress shirt and a gray jacket, with dark denim jeans. Nice shoes though, definitely.
"Hey! Thanks!" She considered him, and finally, "I suppose I could probably give you a dance or two," she smiled and they danced together a little.
Hoping to not spill her drink she finished it quickly so she could focus on the guy in front of her. He was a pretty good dancer, good with his feet, and very handsome. She was impressed. He did move in closer for some of the more playful songs, twirling her around, even a little bit of grinding. She could feel he was turned on, and actually kind of liked the idea of getting some other guy excited in a club. She felt dirty, in a good way, knowing that she was grinding against some guys erection with while wearing a dress with no panties.
Before long, he proclaimed he had somebody to meet, and he kissed her hand, before leaving.
She rejoined her friends who were still sitting down, but there were only two of them now. One had left.
"Yeah, she said one of her friends from out of town came and she was going home with him. We really think she just met somebody and wants to get laid," one of her friends said.
Oh wow, that sounded so good to Holly right now. Her hubby had actually shared her with another guy previously, but she didn't know if she should just go explore by herself while he was out of town.
The friends stayed for another 45 minutes, and she danced with a couple more guys, none as attractive as the first, though each wanted their chance at a quick grind, naturally. Each of them got their own drive home, and when Holly's arrived, she discovered she may have had a little more to drink than she planned, as she stumbled towards the car.
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Her driver greeter her and started to take her home for the night to sleep off the alcohol. She rested her head against the cool window and thought about the cute guy she danced with, and the fun of grinding against him.
"I'm probably all kinds of wet now," she thought to herself, and slipped her hand up her dress to feel. Yep. Soaking. Ugh. What to do...maybe when I get home...
"Hey," she addressed the driver, "can you actually stop at the store up here on the corner? I need to pick something up. That can be the end of the ride."
"Are you sure?" He questioned.
"Yep, thanks!"
She got out of the car and looked up at the store, and the hours. The store was something she'd been to with hubby before, a store with sex toys, fancy lingerie, porn, and all that stuff. The sign said it'd be open a little longer than an hour. "Oh no problem," she said to herself, and opened the door.
She had never been in one of these stores by herself. Always with hubby, but she knew what she wanted to do. She was going to get herself a new toy, and see if they had a bathroom where she could use it.
She browsed the section, finding futuristic looking toys like the long slender white and gray toy that vibrated at the end. It looked like something by Apple, like an iDildo, she laughed to herself. There was a smooth purple vibrator like what she already had, and a big flesh colored penis shaped dildo with a clit tickler like what she also had. This was intrigued her since she only had brightly colored toys, and nothing that looked real.
The next one to catch her eye looked more like a real cock than the rest of them, with balls, but it didn't vibrate. Did she need it to vibrate? Hmm, maybe not. Then she saw it. Even a little bigger, and a darker flesh color. She wouldn't call it black, but it did remind her of the latest fuck she had, not her hubby.
She brought the toy to the counter and paid for it, then asked the clerk, "Are those restrooms back there?" Pointing to a hall way.
"No, those are the booths," she informed Holly.
"Booths?"
"Where you can watch porn if you have some $1 bills."
