I travel a bit for my job like many others, but this trip my wife, Beth, attended with me. We have great kids but it had been many years since we had actually been alone together and this trip was one for the record.
I needed a certification for my job and my company sent me to a conference/training program in San Antonio Texas. It was in a real nice hotel on the river walk and a crossed from the Alamo. The conference was for a week and the first two days were devoted to the class and certification testing. I had asked Beth on several occasions to travel with me and there had always been one thing or another that kept her at home, but this time it was different. We were able to get someone to watch over the kids for the week and we were off.
I wanted Beth to cut loose and have some fun and thought it would be good for me as well, but little did I know she wanted the same and more. The plan was for me to attend the training/testing the first two days. She would see some of the sites and do a little shopping. The remainder of the week I would attend a few of the workshops/visit the vendors and call it early so I could hook up with her to do a few things. I wanted to take advantage of being away with her with no kids, no interruptions, just her and I.
The day we left it appeared that she was going to be setting the pace for this week. While I was packing the car and getting the things organized, she was getting dressed. When she came out she was dressed in a button down dress that she has worn a very few occasions and black nylons. The dress was fairly conservative in nature but she looked great in it.
We said our good byes and left for the airport. In the car we made the usual conversation about the kids and was everything all set for them. We were at the airport before we new it, parked the car and we got on the shuttle to the airport. This is when I found out that I was going to really enjoy this week as she had undone one top button and one lower button. This showed just a hint of cleavage and a little more leg. Nothing more then you normally see, but not what a mom shows in front of here kids. She said nothing to me, but she gave me look that I wouldn’t easily forget.
We got checked in and made our way to the gate. I had a little surprise for her, as I had upgraded the tickets to first class. When they called for boarding for first class and premier, she assumed that we would be flying economy plus, as that’s how I normally travel for work. I handed her her ticket and we boarded the plane. She was first and she was headed right through first class, I had to call her back and show her our seats. The look was précis as she sat down. She couldn’t believe that she was going to travel first class. The stewardess asked us what we would like to drink and she quickly asked for a glass of wine. When Beth gets two or three glasses of wine in her, she loosens up quite a bit. She had down this wine before we had even got off the ground. Once in the air we were offered another round of drinks and she asked for a wine and blanket. I thought the blanket was a strange request but I let it go. Before the drinks and blanket were delivered, Beth was trying to get comfortable and she un-button another button at the bottom of her dress. She made the claim that the dress was tight and it was more comfortable and besides I was the only one who was going to notice. What I did notice is the top of her stockings. She had on a pair of thigh high stockings with all the lace on the top. The old boy was getting a little stiff just thinking about it and now I was glad for the blanket. The stewardess came with our drinks and blanket and we quickly got comfortable. Beth threw the blanket over her and me and took my hand in one of hers and the other she sipped her wine. She had placed my and hers in her lap under the blanket. I wanted to see were this was going so I started to stroke the inside of her leg. Was I surprised when she let go of my hand and open her legs a little. She gave me a smile of encouragement and I proceeded to make larger and larger strokes until I was touching her just outside of her pussy through her dress. She gave my arm a good hug and a smile so I bent over and gave her a kiss and asked how she liked first class with all the attention. She answered by saying if this is the type of attention, she’s never flying coach again.