My name is Jim and my wife Honey and I have been married for eight years. We have two twin girls age four. I work for an insurance company and Honey works for a big advertisement company. Honey has to deal with big time clients and works off commission.
Honey has shoulder length blonde hair and is 5'6" tall with an hour glass figure. She has long slim legs and seeing her wearing her 5" spike heels. They show off all her curves in all the right places. Even after the girls were born, Honey has maintained her figure. Honey is as beautiful as the day I met her in college.
I remember back in college when we were dating. Honey always loved to wear short skirts with heels. She always seemed to find the right top to show off her ample breasts. Honey wears a 36C bra and with her 22"slim waist line, they appear much larger. To this day she still wears provocative attire. I really can’t complain about her wearing what she does to work. We both know it helps bring in some of the big commissions she has earned over the last six years.
This weekend marks the start of summer vacation for the girls. We made plans for them to stay with Honey’s parents in Florida for the whole summer. We’ll have the whole summer alone for the first time in four years. Although we’ll miss the girls, we both look forward to spending time like we did before we became parents.
Saturday arrived and Honey’s parents were here early to pick up the girls. We got everything loaded in the car and they were on their way before noon. Our first little date alone together would be a nice dinner tonight. Honey mentioned she wanted to drop off her wedding and engagement rings off to be cleaned and inspected. It’s part of our insurance plan that we do this once a year.
Honey picked a very nice place that had seafood. I have to admit, not seeing Honey’s rings on her left hand made me feel like we were dating again. I had noticed a guy in the mall this afternoon checking her out as if she were single. It’s only for a week and her rings will be back on her finger where they should be.
We returned home from our dinner and a last minute decision to see a late movie. I sat myself down on the sofa while Honey went up stairs to change into something a little more comfortable. Just when I thought I could fall asleep, I herd Honey making her way down the steps and into the family room.
Honey had changed into a pair of black stockings being held up by a black garter belt. She had on a matching half brassier and a pair of spike heels. To top things off she had splashed on a little of my favorite perfume. Honey made her way over to where I was setting and sat down on my lap wrapping her arms around me and giving me a big kiss as she settled herself down.
I told Honey I loved her, and she kissed me again, this time her tongue had found its way in my mouth. Honey knew what turned me on the most and tried very hard to please me in every way. I consider myself one of the luckiest guys on earth.
I reached around to unclasp Honey’s brassier and tossed it over on the floor. After caressing her firm breasts for a minute or more, I slowly slid my hand down her back to her legs. I spread her legs apart and ran one hand up and down her inner thighs and slowly worked my hand over toward Honey’s pussy while my other hand went back to massaging her breasts.
