It was Saturday night. This was Alice's one night for relaxation this week. It had been a busy week and she had worked many late hours to keep up. Her husband was out with a friend and wouldn't be home until late, so she had plans to meet up with a couple of friends for a light dinner and a few drinks.
Alice enjoyed dressing up and feeling sexy. It was a warm summer night so she pulled out a couple of pairs of shorts and a few blouses to find an ensemble that fit her mood. After trying a few combinations, none were catching her fancy, so she pulled a red sun dress from the closet. She hadn't worn it in ages. She stepped into it, stood in front of the mirror, did a half twirl one way and then the other. It hugged her figure and accentuated her breasts. It was perfect for tonight. She felt confident and sexy. She was feeling free and thought about going braless, but she knew her nipples would be too obvious through the thin material of the dress and decided against it. She added a few accessories, applied her make-up, slid on a pair of complimentary heels and drove 30 minutes to meet her friends at the restaurant.
The restaurant was a popular upscale place. It was busier than usual, so the girls sat down at the bar and ordered a cocktail while they waited for a table. They made small talk, catching up on the events from the week. After about 20 minutes, one cocktail was gone and the table still wasn't ready so they ordered another round. As their drinks were served, the maitre d' announced their table was ready and proceeded to seat them. They all ordered their usual, continued their light conversation, and enjoyed a third cocktail. Alice was feeling more relaxed and adventurous now and could tell the other girls did too.
Usually, the girls would say goodnight after dinner and head home. On this night, they decided to stay out and go to a specialty beer pub that always had a good mix of the younger and older crowds. It wasn't a dance club, but always had a big crowd with good energy. The girls found a spot at the bar and each ordered their favorite drink. The drinks came and the conversation started loosening up. The girls were having fun and Alice was starting to feel a little buzzed. She knew she needed to slow down if she was going to drive home. As the girls were finishing up their drinks, they began to say their good-byes. As they each took a final sip from their drinks, the bartender placed another round in front of them.
With a look of puzzlement on their faces, the bartender responded, "It's from the man at the end of the bar."
Alice looked up to see a handsome, fit, young man in his mid to late 20's. His build was slender and he stood 6'3" or 6'4". He was with a group of friends and had his back half turned to them as he looked over his shoulder and raised his glass. The girls raised their drinks and mouthed the words "thank you" in return. After a few sips and more conversation, the young man broke away from his friends and walked over. As he approached Alice scanned her gaze over the length of his body, instantly feeling a physical attraction. She began to wonder what he would look like naked.
He introduced himself as Jonathon. The girls introduced themselves. The group made small talk and they covered the usual, where were they from, what they did for a living, their ages, etc. Jonathon was 28. The girls where all around 40. They learned Jonathon had just purchased a townhouse about a mile away and that he was an investment specialist for a local bank. While everyone was active in the conversation, it was clear Jonathon was interested in Alice. The other girls thought it was cute and excused themselves to go have a cigarette.
Alice had always found other men exciting, especially younger men, but was very satisfied in her marriage. She never seriously thought about hooking up with another guy. She had discussed it with her husband and she knew he was alright with her enjoying such an experience, but she had mostly considered the thought a distraction. She enjoyed the attention though and found the conversation with Jonathon engaging. When the girls came back, they broke off into their own conversation. Jonathon and Alice discussed sports and politics. Jonathon casually sprinkled innuendo into the conversation. Each time Alice blushed and felt her heart pound in her chest. It was a thrill, but she didn't take the bait.
After another round, the girls turned to excuse themselves for another cigarette. Jonathon asked if it would be ok if he joined them and grabbed Alice by the hand to urge her along. His touch was warm and electric, sending a shiver of excitement through her body. The girls all grabbed their purses and proceeded outside. As the girls lit up their cigarettes, Jonathon patted his pockets as though searching for lost keys.
"I left my smokes in the car. Will you come with me to get them ... my car is right around the corner," he said reaching his hand out to Alice.
Not thinking and feeling the effects of the alcohol, she complied.
Jonathon and Alice circled around the corner and walked halfway down the block out of sight of the others. Jonathon grabbed Alice's hand and pulled her into an inset doorway, out of sight of prying eyes. He pinned her against the wall, his hands flat against the wall on either side of her body to prevent her from easily sliding away. Alice felt a rush through her body, she could feel the heat building inside and her legs and arms felt weak, almost numb. She rested the weight of her body against the wall, so as not to fall. Her hands were on his chest ready to push him away. But she could feel how hard and muscular his chest was beneath the thin fabric of his shirt and paused.
Jonathon leaned in to her ear, "I'm sorry, I just needed a moment alone with you ... I don't even smoke."
She could feel his heavy breath on her ear as he pushed his hips towards hers, pressing what felt like a sizable hard-on against her lower stomach. She lifted her eyes to meet his. She melted to his crystal blue eyes, and found that she was unable to control herself. She leaned in and gave him two small, soft, wet kisses. For a moment, she felt as though she would do anything he asked. But then she snapped back to reality. Maybe it was a feeling of guilt for doing something she shouldn't. Maybe it was just the fear of getting caught. Fighting the passion ready to explode inside her, she broke away from the moment.
"Jonathon, I can't do this. I'm married," she pleaded as she tried to look away.
He touched her cheek softly with the back of his hand directing her gaze back to his, a slight look of disappointment in his eyes.
After a moment of silence he replied, "I understand. I wouldn't want you to do anything you're uncomfortable with. But you can't drive home! You've had too much too drink. You can sober up at my place. I promise to behave."
She adored the mischievous glint in his eyes...but going somewhere with him? How could she go anywhere with him? Besides, she wasn't sure she quite believed he would behave. Yet the idea excited her.
Alice sometimes believed it's safer to keep fantasies as exactly that and not push them into becoming a reality. A dream locked away can't be fulfilled but will never be shattered either. In her world all fantasies and desires stayed locked away. She seldom spoke of them and certainly didn't act on them. It was a safe world...safe and sometimes dull! She should say 'no' to Jonathon.
"Thank you for the offer Jonathon, it's tempting but I don't think it's a good..."
Then her head began to spin, maybe from the alcohol, maybe from the thrill of the moment. Either way, she knew it wasn't a good idea to make the 30 minute drive home. With a little time to clear her head, she tried to convince herself that she could resist his advances if he wasn't true to his word. Or maybe the possibilities it may lead too became too inviting instead of frightening.
"OK, but the girls can't know. People might get the wrong idea. We can talk for an hour or so while I sober up. Nothing more!"
He nodded his head in agreement.
"Meet me at the gas station on the corner in 10 minutes. I'll say good-bye to the girls and follow you from there."
Alice returned to her friends. They were surprised Jonathon was no longer with her.
"What happened to Jonathon?"
"He wanted my number. I told him it was inappropriate. I'm married! I think he went home a little disappointed," she said with a feigned laugh, hoping the girls wouldn't be suspicious.
"That's too bad! He was hot!!"
The girls all giggled. They made small talk while the other two finished their cigarettes. As they parted to go their separate ways, Alice assured them she was fine to drive home.
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As they drove up to Jonathon's building, he stopped, rolled down his window, and waved for Alice to pull along side. She rolled down her window. Jonathon was pointing towards several open parking spots.
"Park your car over there. I'll park my car in the garage and meet you at the front door."
As Alice parked car, she pulled out her phone and shot a quick text to her husband.
"Had too much to drink, staying at a friend's to sober up. Be home late."
Alice slipped her heels off in the car and walked barefoot unsteadily towards the building. The alcohol was definitely going to her head and she was grateful she had decided not to drive home. At the same time, the excitement began to build within her once again. What was she doing? Her phone buzzed. It was a text from her husband.
"Just got home. Exhausted and heading to bed. Sounds like you're having a good time :) Talk in the morning."
Knowing he wouldn't be worrying freed her mind. She felt a flash of heat pass through her body at the thought of not having a curfew.
Jonathon opened the front door and greeted her with a big smile and a wink of the eye. He put his arm around her shoulder and guided her towards the stairs. It was illicit, forbidden, and sent shock waves of pleasure rippling through her. She never dreamed that she would be spending her evening with such a gorgeous man and his attentiveness made her feel wonderful.
"We're headed to the top floor ... the penthouse suite!" he said with a big smile and a laugh.
Jonathon helped steady Alice as they walked the stairs. They innocently flirted with each other and giggled until they reached Jonathon's door. Jonathon released his arm from Alice's shoulder and unlocked the door.
Jonathon's home was much larger than Alice had expected. It didn't look like a bachelor pad! It was very clean and neat with a contemporary design.
"Jonathon must be very successful and well paid to afford such a place," she thought.
"Make yourself at home. Would you like coffee or tea?"
"Tea, please. May I use your restroom?"
"Down the hall, first door on the left."
