Amy is standing in front of the mirror and putting on the final touches of her makeup.
Since I am a second-grade teacher, I live in easy to wash slacks and flat shoes. It is very rare that I get a chance to dress up. The last time I did was when our daughter Chelsea graduated from high school last spring. Since this is such a special night, I wanted to pull out all the stops. I took the extra time to blow dry my hair and put a few curls in it here and there.
Over all, I am very pleased with the results of my handy work. I also have a huge surprise in mind for my dear sweet husband. A few weeks ago, I was cleaning out our bedroom closet, and I came across an old cocktail dress that I use to wear in college. I have been working so hard at the gym this past year. I have almost lost all of the weight that I had gained when I was pregnant with the children. (That is my story and I am sticking to it, thank you.)
I tried it on at home and I was shocked that it actually fit again. I am so excited. I am even wearing stockings and high heeled shoes. I cannot wait to see the look on his face. Well, there is no time like the present. I am as good as I am going to get so let's get the show on the road. I head out of the locker room and make my way towards the front door.
My tall, dark haired handsome husband is waiting by the front door for me. I slowly walk toward him, and I know the exact moment that he sees me. He was looking around the room as his blue eyes passed me. Then his head snapped back to me and he smiled.
"You look absolutely stunning my love. That dress looks better on you today than it did in high school!" He said as he kissed me and slid his arm around me. "Shall we go?" He asked as he opened the door. He even opened the door of the car for me! I giggle to myself. Maybe I should wear this dress more often. He ran around to his side of the car and got in.
After he started the car, he reached over and grabbed my hand. He pulled it up to his lips and kissed it. We drive the short distance to the restaurant and go inside. The inside of the restaurant smelled so good it was making my mouth water. We sat down at a table that I had reserved in the back.
I have something really important that I want to talk to Jason about tonight. I hope that he agrees. It would be a lot of fun for both of us. We ordered our dinners and drinks. I gulped my wine down just to gain some courage.
"Well, dear, I was going to propose a toast to us, but I guess we will have to wait for your next drink." He said with a laugh. Then when he finally noticed how nervous I am, his laughter turned into concern. "Is what you have to talk about really that bad my love?" He asked with a frown.
"No, it is not bad at all actually." I said to reassure him. I guess this is a good a time as any. "I have become friends with one of the new teachers and we got to talking in the lounge one day. Her husband and her have a very adventurous sex life like we do. We were swapping sex stories and then started talking about fantasies we have." I said nervously in a rush.
He chocked his beer. "Holy Crap! That is quite the conversation to have in the teacher's lounge." He said as he tried to clear the rest of his beer out of his throat.
"There wasn't anyone else in there silly." I said as I swatted his hand. Well, here we go, no turning back now. "Anyway, she told me that she had always had this fantasy about having sex with another woman. He thought that it was a wonderful idea, when she finally had got up the nerve to tell him about it." I said and ignored the fact that Jason just spit his beer all over his plate this time.
"I am sure he did." He laughed.