Hate to Waste a Hot Dress
On a hot May weekend day, Jay and Lori fall onto their deck chairs on the back porch and soak up the sun with a couple of cocktails. The chores and yard work have been completed by noon so next they reward themselves and discuss the events that will soon face them for the next 5 days.
"So is your team all set and ready to play?" asked Lori.
"I think so." Jay replied. "I'm excited about this one for many reasons."
Jay is a strong pool player and the 4-man team he shoots with won their state tournament so that qualifies them to go to Las Vegas to shoot in the National tournament with most expenses paid for.
"Why is that?" Lori inquired.
"Because all four of us are shooting well so we should do well. Then there's that little thing you and I are going to do!" Jay replied with a smirk.
"Whatever do you mean "that thing"?" Lori responds as if jokingly acting like she doesn't know.
"You know what I'm talking about." Chris replies as he turns from his lounge chair and gives her that one brow low one brow high look.
What they are talking about is the discussions they have had about going to Vegas and role playing for one night.
The role playing consists of her wearing a daring short black dress, going to the resort's bar, and acting as if she's a lady of the night. Then Jay would walk in, notice her, and strike up a conversation that would ultimately lead to them going to "his" hotel room for the night.
The two have been married for 17 years. They aren't doing this role-playing game because their sex life is dying. They're doing it because each of them has a hidden fantasy, and this role-playing event just might suffice in partially living out their true needs without the other knowing.
As many people do, Lori has a side to her that nobody, even Jay, even knows about. She has always wanted to be flirty and wanted by another man. She loves Jay way too much to tell him that but to be a total slut for just one man for just one night is something she has painfully longed for. It's not that she doesn't love Jay or that he doesn't satisfy her. It's just the naughtiness of being wanted by another man and having her heart pound and adrenalin rush through her from his rough hands that sends her sometimes to the bathroom to relieve herself many, many times.
At 5'5" and in her 50's, Lori is the poster female for a MILF. Her shoulder length hair is silver with a slow-motion bounce to it. She watches her diet on her average body and works out to keep herself firm in all areas. Others tell her she looks like Salma Heyek with silver hair because two attributes she was gifted with is a round butt and firm tits that don't really sag.
Lori is not the only one with a dark side.
Jay's ultimate fantasy is to watch another man have his way with Lori. He is more surprised than anyone that he has this obsession because it's wrong on so many levels but to watch her make love to another man is hot. He's been to several porn sites and looked up many topics, but Cuckolding is the one area that draws him in every time.
"Oh, that's right." Lori says with a snicker. She played it dumb so she doesn't lead Jay to believe she's been wet between her legs ever since they discussed it.
"So, what night did you want to do this?" She asked. "And what exactly did you want me to wear?"
"I was thinking right away on the night of the tournament's first day, but we can play that one by ear. If it works well and we enjoy ourselves, we can do it the next night." Jay answered. "As far as what to wear. I was hoping you would wear this."
Jay puts down his drink, rises from his chair and heads toward his pickup. He returns a few minutes later with white boxes of different sizes with red bows on them.
"OMG Jay!" Lori exclaims in complete surprise and excitement. "Did you go shopping for my clothes for that night? That is so not like you!"
"Let me tell you, I knew what I pictured you in but buying it was so embarrassing."
"Oh, I bet it was!" Lori shouted with laughter.
Lori quickly put her drink down and attacked the packages one by one.
The first one was the largest and it contained a little black dress. Little being the operative work. It was a black lace deep plunging dress that was sheer on the sides and just below and above the breast area. The sheer material was in a French lace design -- something that Jay absolutely goes insane over.
"Oh my. Okay. That's small but so beautiful" Lori stuttered in hesitation of this dress even covering her butt.
The next package contained her shoes. The right size but at least 4" heels that she has never worn before. They matched the dress with lace material and leather stitch braiding up the back of them.
The next package was a real shocker. It contained what Jay would like her to wear under the dress. It was a pair of his favorite type of panties -- French lace in black that seemed to be pure see through with the French lace design. The matching bra left little to the imagination and just might cover her nipples. Both left little to hide.
Lori held all the garments of the night in her hands and turned to Jay. "Are you SURE this is what you had in mind for me wearing in a public bar in Las Vegas? In front of all those people? Looking like this?"
With a wide-eyed look, Jay replied." "Absolutely! It's perfect. It's what I envisioned! Besides, we're in Las Vegas. Remember, you're going to be dressing to be a total slut for me and we are going to act like we've never met. You'll flirt with me, and I'll do the same."
"But what if you don't get there in time and someone moves in?" Lori asked.
At that moment you could see them both absorb that question and quickly play the scenario of another person with Lori, and in an almost awkward instant, Jay said "I guess we'll have to see if we get lucky and have that happen."
Lori thought to herself "did he really mean that?" and Jay thought to himself "did I release too much of my desire to her?"
Day one of the tournament went as normal.
Jay played and did well. As he kept winning, he kept playing.
Lori watched him shoot in the beginning, but it was Vegas, and the Resort did have a huge pool area and it was over 90 out so off she went to get some sun.
As evening came, Lori stared at her watch to see if there were any texts from Jay on whether they would go with this role-playing game.
Jay finished his last match of the day and text conversation went like this:
"Hey babe it looks like I'm done soon. Please change into the outfit and I'll meet you at the resort bar."
"Okay. I'm at the pool right now but give me an hour to get up to the room, change, and then get to the bar."