I knew tonight would be fun. She told me earlier that she had a special surprise for me and she couldn't wait to try it out. I had noticed the $65 charge to our account from an adult catalog she enjoys buying from earlier last week but didn't want to spoil her secret. She has the best sexual surprises for me when I just let her go.
It seems lately that she's more interested in sex and in the enjoyment of letting herself go a little bit wild. For the first part of our marriage she was reserved and preferred the lights out, under the covers, missionary position over anything risquΓ©. Recently though, she's begun to notice the great feeling of sexual empowerment that comes with getting "in to it" more. I couldn't be happier. She's always been a closet exhibitionist but has started to come out of her shell. I can't wait to see what she's got planned for tonight.
We go to our usual Mexican restaurant and order margaritas from the bar while we wait for a seat. It's mariachi night so the place is loud and packed. She looks as hot as ever with a classy skirt, tight long sleeve shirt, plunging collar, and small necklace dangling in her ample cleavage. The waitress calls to seat us. I always walk about 3 steps behind her so I can watch her amazing ass and see all the other people checking her out too. I can smell her perfume as I lean across the table to kiss her red lips. She can see I'm admiring her and lifts her leg under the table to rub gently on my crotch. I massage her smooth leg just as the second round is getting to our table. She takes a big gulp of hers, winks at me (I can tell she's tipsy because our food hasn't arrived yet), and then reaches for something in her purse. Could this be my surprise?
What she hands me is ... a small remote control. It's similar to one you might use with a video camera or CD player. "What does this go to?" She smiles and says that I'll find out soon enough. It seems to only have 2 buttons on it. She's got that look in her eye, the one she gives me while she's giving me a blow job, the one that says, "I'm hot and I want you!"
My curiosity finally gets the better of me and I can't wait any longer, "Can I turn it on?" She tells me that I can do anything I want with it. I pick it up and immediately press the on button. Her leg leaves my crotch and returns under the table. She sits back briefly then leans forward in her seat; I lean in to kiss her. Her kiss is passionate and daring. My hand moves instinctively to her neck and hair. By now I can tell what's going on. Beneath the loudness of the room and the people all around us I can just barely hear the low hum of a vibrator. Her eyes are locked on mine as she finishes her margarita and, without missing a beat, orders another. "Do you like?" I whisper to her in my best low voice and she nods her head with approval.
I look down at the remote again and remember that I haven't tried the other button. Finding it with my finger I look at her and press the button once - her mouth opens slightly and her breath quickens. I can see her erect nipples straining against the tight fabric of her shirt. I reach across the table again to kiss her passionately while I let my hand slide discretely down her chest and brush against her willing nipples. I press the button again and her head falls back while one of her hands disappears under the table. I'm sure the people around us have noticed our little display but they can't possibly know what's going on ... can they?