This story takes place after my last story, titled "Believe it or Not". I suggest reading that first as this story will reference it often
Chapter 1
It had been an interesting time in Stuart's life since "that night". He had questioned Elizabeth numerous times, trying to get an answer as to whether or not the events she described were true but, being the cheeky person she was, she always played coy and was non-committal in her answers. Stuart had even spoken to Jayne, Elizabeth's best friend, and asked her but was met similar responses. The one upside of the whole thing was Stuart and Elizabeth's sex life had never been better!
As a married couple with 2 kids, their sex life for the past few years had been somewhat stagnant. They had settled into a routine of about once a week, sometimes fortnightly. The only time they really let their hair down and had time to fully enjoy each other was on the rare occasions they found a babysitter and had a night away - usually in a hotel after a nice dinner or a movie. This was when Stuart saw some of the Elizabeth he had heard about early in their relationship. Elizabeth had a healthy sex life when she was younger - nothing outrageous but a lot more exciting than Stuart's which, until he met her, consisted of his right hand and a solitary visit to a brothel - which was both a waste of time and money. Originally, he had hated hearing about her escapades - it drove him crazy with jealousy.
Once, early on in their relationship, they had been out at a function for Stuart's work and had run into an ex-boyfriend of Elizabeth's whom she had some particularly interesting experiences with. All night, Stuart was thinking about those stories and how angry it made him, to the point where he wanted to go and punch the guy in the mouth. Elizabeth had seen the anger, but Stuart brushed it off as anger at how she had been treated at the end of the relationship, hiding the true reasons. Elizabeth was a smart woman however, so the stories had stopped. As they grew older together, had 2 wonderful boys, worked through all the typical issues a married couple have around the 7 to 10-year mark, Stuart had been a lot more open to hearing about his beautiful wife's past. He started prompting her for bits of information - a question here, some innuendo there - and slowly Elizabeth had started to share them with him again.
Since the story about Bill, everything had changed. Elizabeth had come out of her shell. Where Stuart used to be the instigator for their weekly sex, Elizabeth was now like a woman possessed. She was groping him in the kitchen while he was washing the dishes, the kids sitting metres away watching TV. She was sneaking into his home office during the day and surprising him with deep, passionate kisses or sucking on his ear lobe and breathing heavily into his ear while he was trying to type emails or write documents. At night, it was all he could do to keep up with her. Almost every night ended with the couple sweaty and thoroughly exhausted after riding each other to orgasm.
Elizabeth had also developed a habit of sending Stuart dirty messages throughout the day while she was at work - describing what she wanted to do to him when she got home or what she wanted him to do to her. Other times she would tell him about a customer that she had just served, describing what she would do if she could. This drove Stuart wild as he had developed quite a fetish for imagining his wife with another man. That was why the story about Bill had been such a turn on for Stuart - and why it was killing him to not know if it actually happened or not.
A few months after Elizabeth recounted her experience with Bill, Stuart began to plan a special weekend away for them. It had been a while since they had a kid free weekend, Elizabeth's favourite comedian was performing soon and it seemed like all the stars were aligning. He organised her Mum to come and stay with the kids and made her promise not to tell Elizabeth - he wanted it to be a surprise. He organised a room at her favourite hotel and got front row tickets for the comedian's show. It was going to be a great break from their day to day lives.
Chapter 2
Elizabeth was exhausted. She had just finished an 8-hour shift. Retail was not the most exciting career but it was flexible and that was what mattered with kids. As she pulled into her street, she was trying to decide if she had the energy to make love to Stuart that night. She definitely wanted too - she seemed to always want to lately - but it had been a LONG day. Maybe she would give him a hand job while she whispered things into his ear. He always liked that.
She grinned at the thought of his rock-hard cock in her hand, her tongue slowly tracing around his ear as she breathily told him about something - and someone - she did in the past. Since her story telling adventure of a few months ago, she had become a lot more comfortable telling him stories, true or not. That experience had ignited something deep inside her that she had forgotten all about. She loved Stuart more than anything in the world and pleasing him physically gave her such joy - not to mention plenty of her own pleasure.
As she drove into the driveway and opened the garage door remotely, she noticed a strange car in the garage. Small and silver, she had no idea whose car it was and why it was there. Just then, Stuart stepped out from under the garage door with a suitcase, a suit bag and a big smile on his face. She stopped the car as he walked around to the driver's door. Opening it, he leaned in and stuck his tongue in her mouth, swirling it against hers. His hand began to slide up her thigh, causing her legs to open slightly, however it then moved to her hip and she heard a "click". Suddenly, he pulled away from her, leaving her out of breath from the sudden, very enjoyable assault. Her seatbelt retracted.
"I have a surprise for you. Your Mum is here to watch the kids because we are going away for the weekend."
Elizabeth was taken by surprise - money had been a little tight since they took a family holiday earlier in the year.
"I have packed everything so all you need to do is get out of the car, swap sides and let's get going!"
Still reeling from the kiss, Elizabeth slowly climbed out of the car. As she stood up, Stuart put his arm around her waist and pulled her in close, kissing her again. This time his hands went straight to her ass, squeezing it firmly as their tongues danced again. He pulled her in close, letting her feel his growing dick pushing into her. She melted, unable to resist such passion. She wrapped her arms around his neck, losing herself in the kiss. He finally broke away and grinned ear to ear - he knew what he could do to her with just a kiss and he had done it. He took her hand and led her around to the passenger side, opened the door and closed it behind her. He then put their luggage in the boot and they were off. She hadn't said goodbye to the kids so she video called them from the car - they weren't too fussed as Nana had promised pancakes for breakfast and McDonalds for dinner.
As they drove, Elizabeth began asking where they were headed. Stuart took the opportunity to play coy - never giving straight answers, talking in riddles or just flat out ignoring the question. Elizabeth was getting frustrated - she hated surprises and this was driving her mental. After 30 minutes of driving in the general direction of the city, she reached over and started rubbing his inner thigh, gently brushing against his cock through his shorts. In a sweet voice, she pleaded with him to tell her where they were going. Stuart smiled and took her hand off his lap, putting it on her own leg and patting it, repeating to her as he had done the whole trip so far.
