Today had been a busy day and I'd had a succession of meetings, which meant I couldn't actually get any work done. So at seven o'clock I was still sat in my office ploughing through some paperwork. I had phoned Rob to tell him I would be late and told him to get the diner ready and also that the house could do with a clean before I got home. He of course had agreed and had set of to do the chores. Most of the other people had left and it was very quiet so I managed to get a lot done. At about five to eight, I stopped working and closed down my computer, I hadn't finished it all yet but I figured it could wait until Monday. I picked up my case and coat and opened my office door; I then reached back inside to turn the light switch off. As I closed my office door I looked up to see Frank walking down the corridor towards me.
We chatted as we walked out of the offices and got into the elevator that would take us down to the parking garage. I put my finger out to press the button and noticed that I had left my wedding ring in the office. As the doors closed I cursed, my fingers felt strange with out it. Frank looked concerned and asked what was wrong; I told him that I had forgotten my wedding ring. He assured me that it would be all right in my office over the weekend, however if I wanted to go back and retrieve it he was happy to escort me. I thought about it and told him not to worry, Rob wouldn't even notice if I weren't wearing it. Frank looked surprised, I explained that Rob was a waste of space and not what I needed in a husband. As I looked down at my feet wondering if I had gone too far, Frank coughed and asked if maybe he could take me out sometime, to try and cheer me up, as friends he added on the end for measure. I smiled coyly and looked up at him, explained I'd love to and arranged for him to pick me up tomorrow night at eight.
I got home at about eight thirty and parked my car behind Rob's Durango. I grabbed my case and made my way to the door, pushing it open and stepping in. I called out for Rob and heard him scurrying about upstairs. He walked down the stairs towards me wearing his maid's outfit, complete with hold-up stockings and frilly panties that were both clearly visible under the frilly skirts, headscarf and feather duster. He bowed his head as he approached me, he still got embarrassed about dressing this way and his cheeks flushed red showing it. I asked if my dinner was ready handing him my case and coat, he led me into the dining room and sat with me while I ate. That night I sat and relaxed while watching television while Rob spent most of the time dusting and vacuuming around me still dressed up like a fairy. At one point I told him to go do the upstairs as the sight of his little cock bulging in his tight panties turned my stomach. I was sleepy about eleven o'clock and decided to go to sleep, I went up to our bedroom and stepped out of my day clothes and put on one of my silk nighties. I then brushed my hair and teeth and washed before climbing into bed. I was very tired so as soon as my head touched the pillow I was fast asleep.
I slept soundly that night and woke up the next morning with an arm wrapped around my waist. It felt nice being there, quite manly, I ran my hand up his arm and then stopped once I felt the silk of Rob's nightie. I then pushed him off me as the realisation of it all hit me. I lay there thinking about the day ahead, I was going out with Frank tonight and there was shopping to be done. The thought of it was making my pussy wet and I couldn't help run my fingers down over my breasts and between my legs to stroke my clit. I rolled onto my back and saw that Rob was lying on his back next to me. I pulled the covers off him and sat up looking down at him dressed in a soft blue silk nightie. He looked ridiculous with his stubble, hairy chest and nightie; I lifted his nightie up and looked sadly at his hard cock. I took it in my hand and stroked it up and down trying to make it grow some more but nothing happened except put a smile on his face. My fingers were still down between my legs and they were getting slick with my juices. I straddled Rob around the shoulders with my knees holding his arms down; I then lowered my pussy to his lips and told him to lick me. He was useless at this too but I had learnt how to grind my hips against his face to make myself cum rather than to rely on his to do it for me. As his tongue lashed around aimlessly I rubbed my clit against his nose and rode his mouth, forcing my pussy down on him, making him lick and suck me until I came. I climbed off and lay back on the bed a little short of breath, but not nearly satisfied. I got up glanced over at Rob who lay there with his cock in the air and made my way to the bathroom.
I got washed and dressed, picked up my bag and walked out of the house. Rob looked out of the window after me, I hadn't told him where I was going but I hardly ever did these days. I climbed into the car and made my way into the main shopping part of town. I wanted something special to wear tonight, something that would turn Frank on, something that would make him want to bend me over and fuck me the moment that he saw me. I needed that. I walked into the mall and went to one of my favourite shops it was called Dragonia's. In it they had some amazing dresses, they were sexy but not too slutty, real head-turners. I had bought several dresses here before and every time I had worn them out it was impossible not to feel like the centre of attention. I walked in and was greeted by a young Chinese girl called Ling whom I had met on previous visits; she recognised me and asked how I was. I was made to feel at ease as Ling led me around to the shopping area, sat me in a chair and then offered to get me a glass of wine. It was nice to sit and be waited on. The shop was very lavishly decorated with gold leaf and red velvet over the walls.
The main area of the shop was made up of a large room with four changing rooms to one side, a large mirror against the front wall and a couple of doors in the other wall. Ling wandered back and handed me a glass of red wine. We then chatted for a while about what exactly I wanted and how I imagined my dress would look. She asked me to wait as she took her notes and wandered off through the door. I sat for about ten minutes sipping my wine and flicking through a fashion magazine that was on the table next to me. Ling returned and looked excited; she always seemed to get excited about showing off clothes. Ling sat in the chair next to me and clapped her hands together, she leaned over to me and whispered that she knew I'd love one of these and then turned back to watch the show. The left hand door opened and out walked a gorgeous blonde girl wearing a stunning black dress, that had quite a low cut front and a slit right up the leg that stopped just in time to preserve the wearer's modesty.
The dress hung about three inches off the floor, only due to the fact that the girl was wearing some sexy six-inch heels. She walked around showing the dress off to me. She then slid her leg out from the slit in the dress and let me catch a glimpse of stocking top before stepping back down, turning once more and making her way out of the right hand door. I saw about three other dresses after that one but none of them compared to that first and it wasn't long before I was leaving the shop with the dress, stockings and shoes in a bag. While I was in the mall I also stopped by the beauty salon and had my hair, nails and a very painful bikini wax done, all in preparation for the big night.
