I stared at my reflection in the mirror and thought to myself "how did my life come to this?" I am successful business owner, a mother of two great children, and my husband is a good man even when he is not being a total asshole. So why am I thinking of crossing the line with someone else? Why is it after all this time I am doubting my sexuality? I am 43 years old and never thought that I would be tempted by someone of the same sex. But I never intended to meet someone like her. I knew the day I meet her that there was something more behind her eyes then first perceived. I stood in front of the mirror checking my body, I wanted to look my best for her. My short sleeve brown shirt fit me snuggly and showed enough of my breast that I knew where her attention would be most of the night. My jeans hugged my firm ass and made my legs seem longer than they actually were. A smile crossed my face as I thought about what her reaction would be to my outfit, all that played out in my head was her eyes running over and over my body. Just that thought alone made me hot with anticipation. I brushed my hands down over my breast as the image of her hands on my body filled my head. I wanted to feel her hands on my body. Lower my hands roamed down in between my thighs, I could feel the heat through my jeans. I imagined her fingers in me thrusting in and out, letting me enjoy every wave of pleasure. My fingers squeezed around my mound and my breathing began to quicken. I pressed harder against myself as the images of her fucking me with her fingers harder and harder began to take over. Just as my orgasm began to break I heard the faint sound of my cell phone ringing. She faded from my mind and my body began to ache for her. I knew tonight was going to be very interesting. I raced across the room and quickly retrieved my cell, but my smile disappeared as the caller I.D. lit up my husbands name.
"Yes." My voice trembled as I tried to put the longing for her touch out of my mind.
"Hey you haven't left yet. Do you think they would mind if I tagged along tonight?" His question broke my heart. How was I supposed to get her to myself if he tagged along.
"I am not sure let me call." My voice trailed off as I began to mention her name. My body began to shake in my head I heard me screaming her name as she licked at my clit.
"You still there?" His voice startled me. I was breathing hard again as my mind raced with images of her.
"Yeah," I answered clearing my dry throat. "Let me call Shirley and see what she says." I quickly stammered out.
"You know I am your husband, I should be able to go out with my wife without needing permission." He answered sternly as my mind stopped and focused on his voice and changing tone.
"I am sure she will say that she doesn't mind. I'll call Shirley then call you back." I quickly snapped the phone shut and sat on the edge of the bed. My mind was racing I knew that she would not be happy either about him coming along tonight, but sometimes sacrifices had to be mad to keep peace.
I flipped the phone back open and found her number. Just seeing her number before my eyes made my body shiver. I pressed the call button and waited through a multitude of rings before I heard her answer as only she does to me.
"Well, hello sunshine." Her voice sent my body in to a trance.
"Hello, I have a question to ask. Well it is more like a favor then a question." I said softly as I layed back on the bed letting my free hand venture back down between my thighs.
"You are not backing out on me are you?" I heard her voice change to anxiety as she waited for my answer.
"No nothing like that, but apparently Ed's poker game got canceled tonight and he was wondering if he could join us?" The feel of my hand on myself and her voice in my ear was enough for me to climax quickly.
"Well, I really did not want him to be there tonight but if it makes you happy then sure why not." The echo of her disappointment rang in my ears. I wanted to scream her name as my orgasm took over. "You still there?" I heard her whisper as my body regained its control.
"Yeah sorry lost in thought. It does not thrill me that he will be there either but to keep the peace I will have to play along." My breathing was heavy as I mumbled out my words.
"Are you alright?" She asked noticing my breathing.
"Yeah just a little disappointed that he is coming with us."
"I know how you feel." She replied quickly. "Well I guess I will see you two here in a little bit. Remember Illusions at eight." She quickly said as I heard the voice's of the rest of the group already with her.
We said our goodbye's and she hung up quickly. I could just imagine her reaction as she told rest of the group that Ed was now coming. I quickly called him back and let him know when and where to meet us at. As I hung up with him I noticed the clock 7:36. Just enough time to freshen up and out the door I went.
Illusions was a little hole in the wall bar just outside of town. As I parked I noticed her car. I pulled in next to it and parked. Unfortunately my husband was already here and so was the rest of the group. Needless to say I could imagine that none of them were pleased that a man was joining us on our girls' night out. As I opened the door I heard her voice yell across the room
"Hey she is with me." Just the way she phrased that sentence made me smile. My eyes adjusted to the darkness of the bar and my meet with hers from across the dance floor. I had never been in this bar and I liked the way it was set up. The pool tables and dance floor was separated by the bar. The dance floor was average in size but extended back to far corners that were almost pitch black. As I made my way to the table I noticed a small band setting up off to the right in front of the bar. I loved this set up I smiled to myself as I noticed Ed playing pool. Shirley stood and pulled out the seat next to her allowing me to sit next to her. "I don't think Ed will mind if you take his seat." Her voice was low and smooth as she passed a glance over at the pool tables. The rest of the group consisted of two servers Tiffani and Amanda and Shirley's production help Alicia but we all called her Turtle. As Shirley took down the drink order she moved closer to me and I did the same. Our arms touched and I could feel the hair stand on the back of my neck. Our eye's meet and I could feel my face flush as she smiled at me.