This is part two of my story written as part of my therapy on the road to recovery, so if you have not read part one I suggest starting there. In this part of the story I will describe what I could have had if I trusted my husband enough to talk to him, I was so stupid. This part starts out as my husband and I were off to have a special weekend, a weekend he didn't tell me about.
"I am sure you will enjoy the adventure I have planned. Put on something sexy before you drop off the kids this afternoon, I will be waiting when you get back," was all he told me about the weekend he planned before he left for work Friday morning. I was nervous all day, not knowing what to expect.
When I dressed for the trip I ironically chose to wear the same sundress and sandals that I wore for the company picnic and once again I donned the lace lingerie. When I returned from dropping off the kids I found my husband in the driveway waiting for me. I parked and locked the car before walking sexily over to him, hoping to illicit a hot time.
"Damn honey! You look good enough to eat," pulling me against his body as he planted a big kiss on my lips. A certain glow crossed my face at the compliment, however crude, coming from my usually mild-mannered husband.
"You should show off more of your hot body," he unbuttoned the top three buttons, revealing the lace bra. "There that looks much better, you've got great tits."
I was taken aback by the change in his language but not enough not to enjoy the compliments. Surprisingly my pussy started to get wet, I loved the sudden change.
He opened the door allowing me to sit down in the car, "Umm these thighs look so delicious," he said as he was once again undoing buttons, this time starting at the bottom of the dress.
After three bottom buttons were free he moved the dress to either side of my thighs, "This will prove a delightful distraction during the ride." He moved away and got in his side of the car, taking a long look at my over-exposed thighs.
"I do not think I have told you how much you turn me on lately so I thought we could go away so I can make up for it," he said as we pulled out of the driveway. "You have got one hell of a body!"
"Thank-you but you are the reason for that, you pay for the aerobics classes that allow me to stay this way." He sort of giggled and we continued on, his eyes constantly diverted to my legs and my lace bra peeking through the unbuttoned dress.
"Do you enjoy it when we make love?" he asked a little bit later.
"That's a funny question, of course I enjoy making love to you," I replied.
"I do too honey but isn't it getting kind of mundane? I know I would like to spice it up a bit," he asked next, "wouldn't you?"
"You know as well as I do that it would be too hard to accomplish since the kids are always around." I countered.
"That is the reason for this trip, no kids to worry about," smiling evilly as he spoke.
"The kids are not home, why not just stay there and play?" I inquired.
"I want to live out a fantasy and the location plays a big part in it," he said not revealing just what the fantasy was. "Would you like to help me?"
"I guess that would depend on what you had in mind," not wanting to be pimped out for his enjoyment, "but I would do most anything for you."
We pulled into a remote location where a worn out trailer stood, complete with the duct tape holding in a couple of screens. So much was going through my mind; 'What is this all about?', 'Why the sudden change in my husband?', 'Oh no does he know about my affair?' I was really starting to get nervous now.
"What exactly is your fantasy, being poor?" I asked half jokingly.
We got out of the car and were standing side by side when he answered, "No, no, I want to feel how it is to dominate you, to treat you like a slut for a change," he said knowing already how much it turned me on. "Do you want to be a nasty little slut for me?" he asked as he pressed his body against mine, his hard cock pressed against my ass.
"I guess I could do that for you," I tried to hide my excitement but my nipples were already giving it away.
His hand was unbuttoning the remaining buttons as he spoke, "Let's see all of this hot body of yours," my dress falling to the ground.
"Such slutty lingerie honey," his hands were roaming my body rubbing and groping my tits and ass. "Umm this ass is so firm!"
"Umm! Oh my!" I was melting into his body enjoying the sensations his hands were providing.
My bra quickly followed my dress to the ground, "These tits are so playful," he twisted the nipples invoking a moan from deep inside me, "and these nipples are so hard. What a body!"
He moved away, "Now show me how trailer trash removes her panties!"
Determined to put on a good show I turned around giving him a great view of my ass while I rolled the panties down my legs. I left my knees locked knowing the effect it would have on my ass. I spread my feet exposing my wet pussy to him, swaying my ass back and forth as I did.
"Holy shit is that ever hot," his hand caressed my ass while I was still bent over causing a shiver to run through my body, "and so wet!" his finger probed my pussy.
I smiled delightedly as, "Umm... Umm... Good!" he mumbled while tasting my pussy juices. "You real like being my slut don't you? I have never seen you so wet. Are you enjoying this?" His hands were constantly running from my tits to my pussy, driving me insane with pleasure.
