Matt got out of the shower and started to dry off with his mind racing. Nicole wouldn't tell him the rest of the story from when his boss had stopped over yesterday. Did she tell her of a promotion? A raise? That would really make life a lot easier... but was there more? When he had surprised her, she was masturbating to porn β two things he rarely saw her do, and where did she get that video? And the smaller vibrator? Too many question, not enough answers.
He threw on a pair of loose fitting shorts and a t-shirt and walked into the kitchen to find that Nicole had dinner waiting on the table. She was wearing a pair of short-shorts that accentuated her long, lean legs. Above that, she had on a thin spaghetti strap tank top. He could see the faint outline of her nipples pressed against the fabric. She was so sexy, and though he would tell her constantly, she did not believe it. Her auburn hair, green eyes, lightly tanned skin, perky 34b tits, and flat stomach were almost enough to take his breath away. He was not only in love with his wife, we was in lust with his wife.
As they sat down to eat, Matt asked Nicole if she would tell him about her visit from his boss yesterday, but she wouldn't budge, saying that he had to wait until after they ate. Conversation turned to Matt's recent trip, where he had landed a contract that would almost be able to single-handedly keep the company he works for in business for the next 10 years. He worked for a small, family owned company. His direct boss was Samantha. Her husband, Steve, headed up the other division of their company. He had worked there for the past 8 years, and truly loved his job.
The food was wonderful, and Nicole had chosen a nice merlot to accentuate their meal. Matt did notice that Nicole had a couple extra glasses than she usually drank, but, remembering their earlier adventure, was hoping for a repeat.
As they finished, Nicole re-filled her wine glass and told Matt to go sit on the sofa, and she would tell him more about her encounter with Samantha yesterday. He could tell she was either nervous or excited, not sure which, but he was anxious to find out.
As he sat, Nicole nestled in the opposite side of the sofa. "O.K., I am going to tell you everything that happened yesterday afternoon, but you have to agree to two things β agreed?"
"Fine, whatever. What are they?" Matt replied, now getting a little nervous himself.
"You have to agree to not say anything, and I mean ANYTHING until I am finished. If you interrupt me, I am not sure I will be able to tell you what happened. Secondly, you have to agree to stay exactly where you are. You cannot leave the room, nor can you move towards me. Agreed?"
Matt now had a pit in his stomach, not sure what his wife was about to tell him, but couldn't stop now, so he simply said, "agreed," and watched her intently to hear what she was about to tell him.
"OK, here goes....
I had just finished my shower yesterday when the phone rang. Figuring it was you calling, I raced downstairs in just my towel to answer it, only to find out that it was Samantha. She asked if she could stop by the house for a little bit, as she had something for us. She was just a minute or two from the house, so I had to quickly run upstairs to put on some clothes. I threw on some yoga pants and my Victoria's Secret zip-up hoodie, the first things I could find.