Barb called me at my office around 11:30 and told me to wear the sexiest outfit I could assemble. She promised to pick me up at six o'clock sharp. We had spent a lot of time together over the past six days and since my wife and kids would be home the next day she had planned a special night for us. Barb and I have been fucking all week and she said that she wanted to introduce me to some of her friends.
I left the office early to prepare for our special evening. I took a quick shower and shaved my legs and underarms. I wanted to look extra special tonight since I didn't know when I would get the chance to dress in public again. I pulled on my favorite black lace panties, and a black strapless longline bra, hooking the snaps in front and twisting it around my torso. I loved how tight it was. I inserted my breast forms and pulled on a very tight lycra and lace open-bottom girdle. I rolled on black fish-net stockings and attached the six straps. Four-inch fuck me pumps and my black shoulder length wig was the exact look I was going for.
I went way over the line with my makeup and looked like a thousand dollar a night hooker. I put on my wife's black velvet cocktail dress, applied long fake nails, and painted them a light pink to match my lipstick. I accessorized with big hoop earrings and a choker. I was ready by six o'clock so I rolled a couple of joints, fired one up, and put the other one in my purse.
At exactly six-thirty Barb walked into the kitchen and gave me a big wet kiss. I handed her the joint and she took a couple of long pulls on it. She admired my outfit and before we left she got on her knees, pushed up my skirt and girdle, and proceeded to suck me off and fill her mouth with a big hot load of my cum. She immediately stood and planted an open mouth kiss on my lips which allowed the cum to slide down my throat.
She told me she had planned a night of dinner, drinking, and dancing, but we were to make one stop at her friend Kim's to pick her up. Two other women, Caroline and Liz would meet us at the Blue Dolphin Grille. I knew Kim and her husband Tom quite well so I was a little hesitant to go to the door. Barb insisted that Tom wouldn't be home and that Kim was expecting us in for a glass of wine.