I was running very late. Flight delays, slow baggage handlers, it took forever to get away from the airport. I was supposed to meet you at the hotel at 5:00, and it was already 6:00. This was our weekend away. Away from jobs, phones, computers. Just for us. And already I was screwing it up.
Finally arriving at the hotel, I left the car with the valet and headed for the desk. I asked the clerk if you had already checked in. He checked my ID and handed me a key card along with an envelope. "Your wife left this for you", he said.
Once in the elevator, I opened the envelope. Inside was your note, telling me to shower, shave, and dress in what you had laid out for me on the bed. Once dressed, I was to come downstairs and find you in the hotel lounge.
After refreshing shower and shave, I headed to the bed to see what you had selected for me. I found my black double-breasted suit, with a blue dress shirt and your favorite tie. I was puzzled a bit though when I found a pair a bright red thong panties included with the ensemble. You knew how I loved the feel of your panties as you rubbed them against my body. Apparently tonight I was to experience it first hand.
As I pulled them up my legs, I began to get excited. "This could be some evening", I thought.
As I stepped out of the elevator into the lobby, I checked my watch. It was after 6:30. I knew I was in trouble. How much, I could never have anticipated. Hearing music coming from the lounge, I walked to the doorway, and stood there surveying the scene before me. There was a bar at one end of the room, with a dance floor in the middle, surrounded by booths. The lighting was fairly dim, the music sensual, and based on the number of people there, a pretty slow night.
I saw you sitting on a stool at the bar, and what a vision you were. You'd gotten your hair done today. It was cut much shorter, and much sexier. Your makeup a little more severe than usual, but then we weren't here for a PTA meeting. You wore a white, long sleeved, silk blouse, with several of the top buttons undone. Your beautiful breasts were displaying more cleavage than I thought possible. You must have paid a visit to Victoria's Secret today as well. The blouse was tucked nicely into a very short, very tight black skirt. Dark, seamed stockings encased your legs leading down to a very sexy pair of black patent leather pumps with four inch stiletto heels. A wet dream sitting right there on a stool in front of me. And, it was my wife.
It was then that I noticed, you weren't sitting there alone. You were face to face, in an animated conversation with a man I didn't recognize. You sat close enough that your knees were in between his legs. At times, during your conversation, you would occasionally rest your hand on his leg. What was going on?
I walked up to the bar, and taking the stool next to yours, ordered a Crown on the rocks. I thought you would turn and welcome me. But that didn't happen. You remained in your conversation and ignored me. I sat there alone with my drink, which disappeared quickly.
As I ordered another,your new friend got up and as he headed out of the room said to you, "I'll be right back. Don't go anywhere." I was stunned to hear you say, "Hurry back, I have plans for you tonight."
As we sat there in silence, my second drink began to disappear. With your back still toward me, I put my hand on your shoulder. You shrugged if off, and told me, "You know, I've been horny all day anticipating tonight I put a lot of effort into this, and you couldn't even be on time. I sat here, alone, waiting while man after man hit on me. I finally decided, why should I suffer. So I accepted Paul's offer of a drink. He's nice, and I'm enjoying myself."
With that, you turned toward me, and with fire in your eyes said, "You can watch, but don't interfere."
At that moment, Paul returned to his stool, but instead of sitting down, he invited you to move to a booth. "Go find us one", you said, "Something private. I need to visit the ladies, then I'll come find you."
