Susan stepped out of her walk-in closet wearing a very sexy Neon Pink Shock Value Lingerie Dress she purchased online from Spicy Lingerie. The dress was a very form-fitting garment shaped like a one-piece swimsuit, with the bottom open as a micro skirt. The collar was long, open and ended in a fishnet with large holes that exposed all her cleavage to just below her breasts. The sides of the dress were open fishnets with large holes, and the back was open down to the base of her spine.
With her long blonde hair properly brushed to wavily flow down to the mid back, Susan knew she looked irresistible.
"What do you think?" she asked her husband, who looked up from reading a medical research paper.
To her delight, his eyes opened wide and his jaw dropped; he stared at her like a deer in headlights, completely under her spell.
"Alexa, dim the lights," Susan said, and then her husband saw her dress glow in the dark.
Her husband could only stare at her lustfully. Sadly, since he was wearing nothing but boxers, Susan could see that Michael still was having trouble manifesting a hard-on.
Susan sat on her husband's loins, and wiggled her rear a little, hoping to get a reaction, but didn't.
She crossed her legs and placed them on top of his, while her husband's hand found its way to her lower leg and started to caress up the leg from the outside.
Susan then put her tablet on the stand, and went to her video call app, selecting Martin's icon and pressing the audio call button. After a few rings, Martin answered.
"Hi guys," he answered politely.
"Hi there, lover," responded Susan, "Are you studying alone now? Not partying with friends, right?"
"Umm...no...I'm studying now," Martin answered honestly. Well, Susan and Michael suspected he would typically be studying, alone, and almost available to their beck and call; they had committed to never let his grades slip throughout their seduction of him after all.
"Good boy! May I share with you a secret, please? Just between the three of us?" asked Susan gently.
"Of course. I haven't told anybody anything," Martin replied earnestly.
Of course, you haven't, thought Susan, as you don't know anyone. This was one of the major reasons they selected hardworking Chinese students for their plan.
"Turn on your video," commanded Susan. She knew she had established herself as the dominant one in their relationship.
Susan turned on her video at the same time as Martin and was delighted when Martin went bug-eyed over her glow-in-the-dark neon lingerie dress. The dress did have shock value, but only when women like her wore it, Susan noted with pride. She felt her husband's hand start to move up past her knee and onto her outer thigh, slowly circling her knee and thigh; clearly, he enjoyed the thought of Martin watching him appreciate her perfectly toned long legs.
"Like my dress?" asked Susan. Martin could only nod and stare as her husband's hand started to move up her outside thigh, slowly spreading his fingers across the front of her thigh that faced the tablet.
"Still on for tomorrow? How about seven thirty so you get home earlier to study....and the same place as the last date?" inquired Susan, emphasizing the location. She hoped Martin would get the hint, especially as she felt her husband Michael's hand start to reach the point where her dress ended.
As Michael's hand started to push her dress hem along, revealing more leg, Martin just nodded on screen, hypnotized by Susan's beauty. To test him, she shook her long wavy hair so some landed down the front of her dress and over her breasts.
"Yes. I'll be waiting for you at the same spot," blurted out a starstruck Martin.
"OK...it'll be fun! I promise!" Susan ended the call and began tongue-kissing her husband.
It was date night again.
After an early dinner with her husband, Susan rushed into her walk-in closet and searched for the right outfit for her evening with Martin. After fumbling through her section for sexy clothes, she picked out a matching white lace bra and panty set. On top, she covered herself with a tight, form-fitting white satin long-sleeved buttoned blouse, and put on a tight black micro skirt that only covered about a third of her thighs. Normally she only wore the skirt with her husband inside the house, but since she would be taking Martin to the secluded Lookout Hill again, she wasn't worried about anyone seeing her like this.
On her way out, she made sure to walk past her husband, and he dropped his research papers in awe of his beautiful wife. Susan smiled, did a slow spin, and waved her beautiful long wavy blonde hair, then bent over to the side to show how the skirt accentuated her firm, toned buttocks. She then walked over to her husband and they kissed passionately; she felt his hand reach up her leg but had to stop him as she was late. She stepped away, blew Michael a kiss goodbye, and quickly strode to the exit of the garage. After picking a pair of heels, she opened the automatic garage door and jumped out the door to rush into the car.
In the car, she made a quick FaceTime call to Martin, being sure to only show her face, and told him she would be over a little later, around seven forty. He just stared at her, starstruck by her gorgeous face surrounded by glowing long blonde hair. She smiled at him and made a kissing motion before hanging up.
After backing out and leaving her gated community, she drove quickly to the complex, where Martin was waiting for her. Again, she quietly called her husband and left the phone in her purse which Martin couldn't see, and exited the car with the engine still running. Martin's jaw dropped when he saw her walk around the front, and his eyes gazed from her beautiful face down to her wavy long blonde hair to her firm young breasts encased in the satin blouse. Then he looked down further as she turned her back to him to enter the passenger side, and he admired her firm toned buttocks and long toned gorgeous legs as they elegantly moved Susan in front of the passenger door.
She then turned and used her finger to indicate to Martin to get into the car; she did so urgently because even though no one was around now, she was afraid someone would come by and notice them.
Martin, wearing another short-sleeved shirt and shorts, quickly and obediently jumped into the car and began driving upon Susan's command. Once they cleared the university, Susan unbuckled her seatbelt, leaned her back against the passenger door, and stretched her legs over the armrest and onto Martin's lap. Shocked, Martin slowed the car down; careful enough to know how to drive and have fun at the same time, Susan noted.
Susan then leaned in closer to Martin, and he turned and looked at her hopefully, but didn't make the first move. Good, thought Susan, as Martin was under her spell and wouldn't become aggressive or forceful. She then leaned in and kissed him lovingly, pressing her lips against his to open his mouth and play tongue games for a short moment, before Martin had to return his attention to driving.
While driving, one of Martin's hands went to his lap and wrapped around Susan's lower leg, slowly feeling over the top until he reached the knee, then a little further up her thigh.
All the while Susan marveled at how he was able to pay attention to driving and arrive at Lookout Hill without swerving off course, though it was not much of a challenge as there were no other cars on these secluded roads, so the only distractions were Susan's perfect legs. Susan noted that he only began fondling her legs after she gave some very big hints that it was alright, which meant that Martin wasn't getting ahead of himself and was still under her complete control.
When they arrived at Lookout Hill, Susan quickly pointed out a secluded parking spot near the bottom of the hill for them to stop at, as she didn't want to waste time and wanted him home studying by nine-thirty. During this time, Martin's hand had become confident enough to glide over her knee and fondle some of her thighs. However, his fingers were unable to reach the hem of her micro skirt.
As Martin parked the car, Susan reached over and unbuttoned the top two buttons of his short-sleeved shirt, and gave him a peck on the cheek. As Susan predicted, he waited until he had pulled the parking brake and turned off the engine before he turned to face Susan, hoping for some tongue action.
Smiling at him, Susan ran her hand lovingly through his hair, nodded, and leaned a little forward, removing his glasses and placing them on the dashboard, then placed her hands on his face. Martin dived in, placed his open mouth over hers, and began sucking her face like in mainstream films. After a while he ran his hands through her golden blonde hair and wrapped his open mouth over hers, and stuck his tongue inside; she reached out with hers and their tongue dance began.
As their breathing became heavier, Susan broke off the kissing and started nibbling on his lips and chin, while Martin did the same. Her hands left his face and unbuttoned more of his shirt, while his hands rested on the top of her lower legs. As she removed the last few buttons, Martin slid his hands over her knees and leaning into her, managed to get his hands over her thighs.
Susan then broke off the gentle face kissing and looked between Martin's open shirt; his upper torso was lean, his chest was athletically built, and his stomach was generally flat with a few abdominal muscles starting to protrude. I'm going to be enjoying this much more than I thought.
She reached in with her hands and felt his smooth skin, wonderous at the contrast between her pearly white hands fondling his firm, hard body. While doing so she removed his shirt without complaint from Martin. She let her hands run up over his nipples, then down the center of his torso to the top of his shorts.
Holding onto his belt buckle, Susan managed to pull her legs back over the dashboard to her side, then pulled herself over to Martin to suck on his nipples. Martin's breathing increased, and he tried to gently pull Susan closer, but the raised hand brake and gear shift got in the way. Susan giggled for a moment.
"Not enough space here. Let's get this date going in the back seat."
