A little background for you. My wife Evelyn (I call her Eve) is 35 years old and works as a project manager for her company in town. She stands 5` 6" tall with dark Auburn hair.
She is very well spoken and is very feminine. You should see her body too ........... anyway, I am 41 years old and work as a tour promoter. We both have an active life and have taken care of ourselves. I happen to be married to the sexiest woman I have ever seen, rare I know! Her object of desire was an 19 year old black lad called Jayson (Jay) who paid her lots of little compliments and flashed her his cheeky wit and smile which she grew to like and look forward to every morning on the way to work.
I especially like the phrase `Cashing in your chips` - you`ll see what I mean....
She wants him
"There he is! oh my God that`s him!"
my wife choked on her wine as she spotted someone familiar over my left shoulder. "There`s who?" I enquired. After recovering from her mini choking fit and regaining her composure she answered.
"Remember that teenager who tried it on with me on the train? remember.....the ticket guy?"
I nodded as I recalled her tale about the young ticket inspector-in-training who had initially complemented her on her dress and then made a habit of making conversation with her every morning on the 7.43am to town. She had previously told me he was black, fairly tall and slim but what she had beamed about most was his cheeky smile and manner.
By the way, we had dressed ourselves smart and headed into town to have a few drinks at a wine bar we both like, it was a gorgeous Summer evening and Eve was wearing one of her lightweight dresses and heels. She has a nice body and these dresses frame her so well. I love it when there is a slight breeze and the fabric of her dress blows against her body, clinging to her and for a brief second or two, showing her thighs or the curve of her tummy......we had found ourselves a table near the window overlooking the river and were deciding what we wanted to drink next.
I had to see who she was talking about so I tried not to look obvious and I followed her gaze to the bar. Behind the bar was a teenager drying glasses with a white towel. He was about 19 or 20 I would have guessed, a pleasant youthful smile on his lips.........but what was he doing behind the bar if he was a trainee on the transport network?. I put that to Eve.
"Oooh I don`t know. Maybe he`s finished that job?"
she held her hands up as if to say `I don`t know`
"Wait a minute, he was talking to me yesterday, I`m confused now"
I knew she was tying herself in knots inside, dying to go over to the bar so I suggested she do just that.
"Tell you what Hon, why not bring us both a drink?, I`ll have a glass of Lloyd`s creek"
I reached into my pocket and took out a £10 note and pressed it into her hands. "Satisfy your curiosity, you`ll only be thinking about it all night if you don`t"
"You know me too well mr"
she said with a nervous laugh.
"Listen, I`ll just nip to the bathroom first then I`ll go to the bar"
She kissed me on the nose and skipped away to the ladies room. A few minutes later she emerged having brushed her hair and applied some extra lipstick and if I wasn`t mistaken, undone one of the buttons of her blouse. My God, was she doing what I thought she was doing?.
Before we married, we had spent long hours talking, about everything, especially relationships. We were both of the mind that if a couple`s love life was beginning to suffer or was becoming a little predictable then one or the other could have a little extra marital fun on the side as long as both people in the relationship were aware of it and both agreed, this way there would be no secret affairs and no heartbreak, I called this `Cashing in the chips`.
As far as I was aware, our sex life was amazing.....was she telling me otherwise by flirting with the lad behind the bar? She was already over there by the time I`d finished panicking to myself. She was leaning on her elbows on the bar and they were both laughing. The boy`s expression was priceless, all his birthdays and Christmas` had arrived at once. Here was a gorgeous middle aged woman flirting with him, even if he was aware of it or not.
I followed his gaze as he chatted with Eve, his eyes made the most of the fact there was a button open exposing the swell of her breasts. A bar tender came along and took my wife`s order, she stood up straight as she waited for her drinks. She finally paid and said goodbye to the lad, winking as she left. His eyes remained glued to the shape of her buttocks moving underneath her dress, she wiggled with an open sensuality all the way back to our table.
"That was fun"
she said as she sat down opposite me.
"He`s just working here in the evenings, well, a few evenings a week to boost his earnings. Got to hand it to him, he`s a hard worker isn`t he?"
"Indeed he is.....did he enjoy the view?"
"What do you think?"
she said sexily with a wink and a smile as she did her button up.
"He`s only 19 anyway, a puppy!"
"Listen babe, do we have a problem, you know......are you looking to cash in your chips?"
She leaned forward with a sudden concerned look on her face and gently took my face in her hands
"No way! I am the luckiest woman in the world to have you, I love you very much darling......I must admit I have been flattered by the attention but that`s all, it`s just a little fun banter that`s all"
she brushed my face with the backs of her perfect fingers and winked.
"Come on, finish up babe, let`s try the club over the river"
We drained our glasses and left. Eve looked over to the bar and smiled to her glass collector, he waved and mouthed `See you on the train` with a smile.
On the following Monday morning, Eve dressed in her power suit, the one which accentuates the shape of her hips and legs, I love to see her in this, it`s a blue jacket which is fitted at the waist and she has a number of skirts and trouser to go with it. This time she chose the shorter skirt with pantyhose, my God......she looked killer.
In Eve`s words:
I sat down on the train as per usual. These days though I had an extra bounce in my step. I knew my young ticket inspector friend - Jay, would be along soon and I knew he`d flirt with me, if only he knew how hard my heart was beating right now! I wore my short skirt today and I had some beautiful pantyhose on from `Eden lingerie` - expensive but worth it.
The contemplation was deliciously sensual. I saw Jay enter the next carriage along, I crossed my legs and made sure he`d get a nice view as he approached. I pretended not to notice him and was looking down into my copy of `Woman`s own` magazine, my skirt having ridden up a little higher over my legs. Jay sat down next to me and I looked up to greet him.
"Hey there Jay, how are you this morning? want to see my ticket then do you hmmm?"
"It`s not your ticket I want to see Eve, you look incredible this morning. Why don`t you leave your husband and run away with me?"
"Hahaha, cheeky boy. Why would I do that? he`s the man of my dreams, I don`t need to leave him, he lets me be me if you know what I mean?"
"New stockings?"
"Pantyhose....look"
I hitched my skirt up at the side, he could virtually see my whole thigh now and he could also tell that I was wearing a thong, I quickly pulled it back down and smoothed it out with my fingertips.
"Oh man, you`re a bad girl Eve, Jeeze ...... my heart is banging hard, you are a right MILF you know that?"
"Thankyou lovely man, that`s actually nice to hear sometimes, good for your ego"
I flashed him a seductive smile.
"Anyway, hadn`t you better go and check some tickets? you`ll end up getting the sack at this rate"
"This job sucks Eve, I can do so much more than this, who cares if I get sacked!"
"Really, so what are you good at Jay? good with figures? good with your hands? what do you want to do?"
"I thought you`d never ask! I`m certainly good with my hands!, oh ... see what you mean"
"I bet you are hehe, no seriously.....there are openings at our place for young people who are keen to learn, I could set an interview up for you if you like"
"Really? you`d do that? what do you do?"
"We go into pubs and clubs, gut them and re-fit them, it`s everything....electrics, gas, water, gaming machines, Optics - you name it we do it. Look, take this card"
I reached into my purse and uncrossed my legs as I took out my personal card, I turned it over and wrote my office number on it.
"If you like, call me and we`ll arrange an interview. Here`s my direct line, give it a go you just never know what you can do when you put your mind to it"
I handed him the card between manicured fingers.
"You think I`ll get this job Eve, I`ve got no experience?"
"Who knows?, impress me in the interview and we`ll see"
"You`re interviewing?"