My name is Gina and I had no idea where my weekend was headed when I started out on the road to go visit my husband Mark for the weekend. I got stuck working in Boise for the next couple years and together with Mark decided we didn't want to go the route of selling then buying then selling houses back to back in a short time. So we are for the immediate future going to be living in separate states and it sucks all the way around. Luckily I will be close enough to hop a cheap flight to go visit on the long weekends. I expected this weekend to be pretty relaxed and honestly needed the break from all the stress of working. Little did I know that this weekend was going to be one that would change me and our marriage forever.
As soon as I made that first phone call I knew something was going on, but I didn't know what. I called my husband to let him know the plane was about to depart.
"I will call as soon as I get my bags so you can just meet me at the pick up area" I had told Mark.
"Don't bother with the pickup area hun, catch the shuttle to the hotel I sent you info on." he said with no explanation. He quickly told me he loved me and hung up the phone/ I checked my messages and sure enough I had info for a shuttle reservation to a near by hotel. We didn't live but maybe an hour from the airport so this was already getting suspicious and I hadn't even landed yet.
After a quick little couple hour nap on the plane I was waiting for the shuttle and checking what I had missed on my phone while on the plane. After a few boring work messages I came across a message that I had reservations set for the hotel's lounge area. The hotel itself was nice and pretty upscale with actual bell hops, valets, and a lounge that looked like I didn't bring a damn thing that would have me dressed up enough. The clothing dilemma was about to be fixed as Mark met me in the lobby and took my bags. "The room isn't ready for you yet babe. Wait here and I will take these up and then lets go out shopping for something for our date in the lounge." He started to walk away with the bags and I had to ask where he was going with them if the room isn't ready yet. He just gave a playful grin and said "The room is ready, just not ready for you yet."
Shopping was fun in more ways then one. People say absence makes the heart grow fonder, well it also makes people a lot hornier. Shopping took hours longer than it should of. I couldn't try on anything without Mark's hands slipping everywhere he could reach. We finally settled on a very short red dress. I had just gotten it on when the door to the fitting room swung open and Mark quickly jumped in while the sales person was away returning clothes. I was a little shocked "What the hell are you doing" I whispered, but I barely finished the sentence before he had his lips on mine.
"I just wanted to see you in you dress again before you got it back off" he said as he continued kissing my lips, and my neck. I could feel his hands making their way from my shoulders to my waist and to my ass. He has always loved my ass. I thought my but was going to get a good squeeze but instead his hands continued down to the dresses hem, and I felt the dress come up over my ass slowly as the kisses moved to my chest. I thought about making him stop. I knew this wasn't the place to be doing this but I wanted it. I was enjoying how good it was feeling to be so bad.
"Don't stop, please don't" is what I whispered instead of this is wrong. He just smiled because he knew he had tapped into my wild side. He knew that I didn't care what he did to me in that fitting room. The dress quickly found its way to the floor and so did my underwear. Before my bra had hit the floor one of my nipples was in his mouth. I love having my nipples sucked on, and he knows after pleasing them for so long just the way to do it.
I was starting to pant when I said "Please baby don't stop. Just like that, yeah just like that. mmm ahhhh, fuck that's so good."
He stopped just long enough to say, "How about you rub that beautiful pussy of yours, I want it good and wet for me". I was way past wet, my pussy was already soaked. I reached down and started to massage my wet pussy. Just for my own little tease I brought a couple of wet fingers up to my lips and let him watch me taste my pussy. I got exactly what I wanted.
"No fair, I want to taste that pussy too" he said as he set me down on the bench and pulled my knees up over his shoulders. He buried his face in my pussy, and it felt like I could have had three tongues licking me all at once. Mark loves eating pussy and it shows.
About the time the second orgasm of the fitting room experienced I happened to notice that there was a pair of blue eyes peeking over the door. I had to quickly stop Marks little feast of my pussy and point out that we'd been caught.
