Rick smiled as I walked in the door. After a day of work, I was ready to relax beside him on the sofa for awhile. From the mischievous smile on his face, the smile that I have loved since they met, I knew there was something on his mind.
"Ok," I asked. "What is going on in the head of yours?"
"Nothing much," he replied, "I just thought since it's Friday night and you've had such a long week, that I would take you out tonight."
"That sounds wonderful!" I said enthusiastically. "You know just what I need! Let's get showered and we can head out."
As was our custom, we headed for the shower together. That had been a pleasure of ours since moving in together. We both loved the feeling of closeness that came with that.
Undressing in the bedroom, I padded across the hallway and into the warm, inviting shower. Rick took my hand as he steadied me to step in.
"Oh, you look good tonight," he said. He gave me a light kiss, his tongue just brushing my lips. "Let me help you with that."
He took the shampoo from my hands and applied it to my hair. The warm water and his hands felt relaxing. He lightly worked the suds through my hair, massaging my scalp with his fingertips. Rinsing it off, he squirted some body wash onto the sponge and became softly washing my body. He slowly circled my breasts, following the soaping with soft kisses on my nipples.
He worked the sponge lower, gently cleaning the outer lips of my pussy. He began to squat down lower to taste me there.
"Whoa big boy!" I said as I stopped his descent. "We don't have time for that right now!"
"You're right," his cute pout forming. He gave my ass a slap as I stepped out of the shower.
A short time later we stepped out into the car and headed for a night on the town. Tonight's outfit was one of Rick's favorites. I wore a form fitted sweater with my small cleavage peaking out, and a short denim skirt over bare legs.
"Where are we going?" I asked.
"It's a surprise," he replied. His eyes wandered from the road to my legs.
Half an hour later, he pulled up in front of a bar. The neon lights in the windows blinking Miller Time and shining onto the parked cars in front.
"This is it?" I asked incredulously? "This is my night on the town?" I tried unsuccessfully to hide my disappointment.
"Oh come on," Rick said. "It'll be fun. Now this is the surprise part. I am going to walk in alone. You wait five minutes, and then you come in. But don't look for me. Find a table or seat by yourself." His grin continued to grow. "Tonight is your night. Anything goes. Absolutely anything you desire."
He opened the car door and stepped out. He didn't look back as he walked away. I watched as the heavy door to the bar opened, just for a moment the loud noise from inside escaping into the night air.
Checking my clothes and reapplying my red lipstick, I waited my allotted time nervously. Just what did he think was going to happen here tonight?
As I stepped into the crowded bar, the first thing that hit me was the music blaring from the flashing jukebox in the corner. The bar was filled with workers off from an evening of work. Some played pool, while others just nursed their drinks.
All of the bar stools were taken and I finally spotted a small corner table that was recently vacated. The bartender appeared, wiped the table clean, and took the beer bottles into his hand.
"What can I get for you?" he asked. I watched his eyes as they followed the scoop of my sweater.
"How 'bout a Margarita, frozen with salt?" I answered.
"Coming up!"
Without meeting my eyes, I caught my husband sitting at the bar, looking my direction. The beer bottle in his hands tipping up to his lips. The wink he gave did not escape my notice.
"Here you go, miss." The bartender set the drink down in front of me. "The guy at the end of the bar bought this for you."
I looked up in the direction he pointed. A tall, dark-headed man looked back at me with a smile. How lucky could I be? I smiled back, a smile that beckoned him to come sit with me.
His eyes met mine, and then quickly turned away as the restroom door opened and the lady coming out seated herself beside him.
Maybe this isn't my lucky day after all, I thought to myself.
I continued nursing my drink and watching the action around me. I got looks from a lot of men and women. The men would smile and the women looked jealously, holding tighter to their men afraid I was after each and every one.
"Mind if I sit down here?"
The voice came from a leggy redhead walking past my table.
"I hate to bother you, but there aren't any empty table here tonight," she said.
"Sure, go ahead." I answered. "Nothing much going on here for me anyway."
"My name is Eva. It's nice to meet you." She smiled as she spoke. "Can I buy you a drink? I see yours is getting low."