It has been a few years since I last submitted a story or since I actually had a story worth telling Lit readers. I hope you find the story which follows as exciting and satisfying as I did...
To review, my wife Stacy and I have an average sex life; mostly common sexual experiences and mundane sexual exploits throughout our 5 plus years together. Other then our Bora Bora vacation (First Lit Submission: Bora Bora Sexual Awakening) our sex life has more valleys than peaks.
My wife is a sexy woman, and if you haven't read my previous story submission, she is 5'9" 130 pounds, 34B/C breasts, with very nice curves, brown hair and brown eyes. She is a real looker, turning heads when she enters any room, and way out of my league. I am a lucky man to of married such an attractive sexy woman with a very unique personality.
My wife Stacy was turning 30 last summer and I planned a getaway weekend for just her and me. A trip to Napa Valley to see one of the most beautiful areas of the country was our destination.
We left for Napa late Thursday afternoon, arriving at the B&B later evening. Enough time to get a late snack and arrange for bed. The drive from the airport reveled vineyards at every turn, rolling hills, and more natural beauty then almost anywhere I have ever seen.
Morning arrived and as we finished our amazing breakfast, a man in a black suit approached our table. He introduced himself as Tom our driver for the day. My wife was surprised by my planning and continued birthday giving. Tom escorted us to the beautiful 300 class limo waiting in front of the B&B. He drove off to start our day of wine tasting and vineyard tours.
The day was perfect; sun shining, warm weather, soft breeze. Being Friday, the vineyards were a little slower than normal, allowing for additional tasting in private rooms; we even got a personal tour by one vineyard owner. I could tell my wife was drinking more than she had planned. She wasn't drunk but she was getting very flirtatious and not just with me. Servers behind the wine bars, other patrons, even Tom or driver was getting some flirting action. I love to see my wife use her beauty and sexual appeal to her advantage.
As night approached, I spoke with Tom as we waited in the limo for my wife to finish her purchases inside our last winery. I asked Tom if he knew of any clubs in the area; and of course he asked what kind. But I noticed a little tone to his voice. And looking back, I am sure my wife's flirting had something to do with why Tom came to suggesting such a club. As Tom described the club, it sounded more like an "adult" wine bar; but he was a little vague with fine details. Maybe the wine distorted my decision making ability, but without a second thought, we headed to the club.
When we arrived I was surprised by the fact it was an old mansion in the country, on the outskirts of the town of Napa. It was a beautiful building, quite an interesting site. Tom dropped us off and went to park, waiting for our return. Once in the club we were greeted by a hostess, and let me tell you she was wearing a very skimpy tight red dress. She was a sexy young woman, early twenties, blond hair, perk breasts, firm ass. She really set the mood for this interesting place. She walked us to the bar area, where we sat at a table. Of course I watched her walk away just a little too long and I got the friendly slap on the knee.
We looked around the bar area and noticed the other people and they all seemed to be sitting a little close to each other, even tables with 3 or 4 people. With a closer look, some were even kissing and hands were wandering under the tables, although somewhat discreetly. A waitress approached our table, and again she was a very attractive younger woman. Not the level of the hostess but a very sexy short-black hair, petite woman. She sat down and handed us two menus, which at the time, other then her sitting with us, seem fairly normal. The first menu being the wine list; she consulted on a selection and we agreed with a bottle.
Now the second menu, which I thought was a food menu, turned out to be a big surprise. It was a list of "Services" offered by the club. Each "Service" was described in an interesting vague but understandable manner. Our waitress began to explain the club and how proceedings would unfold. I looked to my wife expecting her eyes to read "let's get the hell out of here," but to my surprise she looked intrigued, even asked a couple questions. As my wife and the waitress chatted I sat stunned, almost removed from my present surroundings.
