Glenn looked at his watch for the third time since he'd joined the queue at the bar. He hated this place, it was always so busy and it took forever to get a drink. But for some reason Penny liked it. God knows why, it was a pick-up joint and not much more, and they were the oldest people in the place. He stared around the bar at all the people, no one he could see was within ten years of him, but then Penny was a bit younger, and she looked younger still, she could probably still pull in a place like this no problem.
He leaned as far away from the bar as he dared to check on her, and noticed her talking to a good looking lad. Glenn wasn't an unduly jealous man, but in recent times he'd began to feel a bit uneasy about their relationship. Something wasn't quite right and it was beginning to bother him. He knew he'd taken his eye off the ball a bit, and he felt bad about it, but he didn't seem to be able to get his head back where it needed to be.
He glanced over again and saw Penny had her phone out, but the guy was still there talking... was she taking his number?
'Don't jump to conclusions' he told himself. There could be a reasonable explanation, and the last thing you want to do is ruin the evening by being a hot headed dick.
Finally Glenn got served and wandered back around the corner holding the two glasses, she really did look amazing tonight, and he couldn't really blame that lad for being attracted to her. He arrived back at the table to see Penny alone and her phone laying on the high table she was perched at.
"Okay?" He asked.
"Great," she said, taking the glass of wine from him and raising it to her lips.
"Sorry I was so long, it's always a nightmare in here."
"That's okay, I was... just checking my phone."
Glenn's eyes narrowed slightly, but he said nothing. He looked around the room and spied the lad Penny had been talking to with a group of guys.
"Let's dance," said Penny, grabbing her phone from the table and pulling Glenn onto the crowded dancefloor.
Glenn didn't like dancing much, it didn't help that he was rubbish at it, so he spent the whole time praying for the song to end. While they were dancing he saw the lad again, standing on the fringes, checking out his wife as she danced. As the music continued Penny noticed him and kept glancing over to see if he was still looking at her... Glenn was starting to get annoyed, but he kept his composure. No point ruining their night out, but it was starting to get to him.
After the song ended Glenn excused himself to go to the toilet, he glanced back over his shoulder to see Penny dancing to the next song and looked at his watch again, 'not too much longer' he thought and we can get out of here.
As Glenn stood at the urinal he could hear heavy breathing and moaning coming from the cubicle behind him, someone was getting lucky tonight. He thought about Penny out there on the dancefloor alone, and started to worry.
Re-entering the main room Glenn moved along the fringes of dancefloor, Penny was still there dancing, and of course so was the lad. Right in front of her, far too close for Glenn's liking. His fists clenched as he watched them moving together, closer and closer until inevitably they kissed. It took every ounce of self-restraint he had for Glenn not to fly into the fray and start a fight. But he wasn't stupid, the lad was with friends and they would just as surely pile in if he started anything. But Glenn knew he had to nip this in the bud, even if he had to wait until they got home.
Penny broke the kiss and looked around, as if checking she hadn't been seen, while the lad scurried off back to the edge of the room and his waiting, cheering friends.
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The night came to an end and Penny and Glenn rode the taxi home in near silence. He was furious and now that the alcohol was wearing off a little and the heat of the club was fading, Penny was nervous and awkward. What if Glenn had seen her, it was such a stupid thing to do, to risk their marriage, and for what? She picked up her phone and then put it down again, she would delete the lad's number as soon as she could...
They arrived home and locked the door behind them, the house was warm and Glenn threw his jacket over one of the armchairs. Penny made for the stairs, but the sound of Glenn's voice halted her in her tracks.
"Where do you think you're going?" he growled.
Penny turned, doing her best to look innocent, but failing miserably. She looked nervous now, and she turned to face him.
"I was just going to get my make-up off..."
Glenn stood there with his arms crossed and his lips pursed, he was clearly annoyed.
"Don't bother."
Penny was worried now and she stood routed to the spot until he spoke again.
"Come here."
Penny inched slowly and nervously towards him.
"Strip," he said, firmly.
"Huh?" responded Penny.
"You heard me. And I suggest you get a move on, unless you want to go over my knee."
Penny swallowed hard, then bent down to undo her high heeled strappy sandals.
"Not the shoes, you can leave them on."
Penny looked up at her husband, unsure as to what he was about to say or do next.
"Come on, we don't have all night."
Penny slipped out of her dress and let it fall to the floor, Glenn was moving around the room now, appraising her from different angles it seemed.
"And the rest," he snapped. "Get it off."
Penny unhooked her bra and let it fall from her arms, then self-consciously peeled her knickers down her thighs and off over her shoes.
"That's better," he said.
Penny instinctively tried to cover herself as best she could, but Glenn wasn't having it.
"Move your arms, in fact put your hands on your head so I can see your tits properly."
Penny slowly lifted her arms and placed her hands on her head as instructed, while Glenn paced around her in a circle.
"I suppose I can't blame him for wanting to fuck you, I mean you're still very fuckable... even if you are old enough to be his mother."
Penny started to say something but thought better of it, as Glenn moved around behind her.
"I don't appreciate other men touching my property Penny, do you understand?"
"Yes Glenn," she mumbled. "I didn't..."
Glenn slapped her ass, hard.
"Ooooow!" cried Penny.
"Do you understand?"
"Yes Glenn," she repeated, clearer this time.
He returned to her front and reached out his hand.
"I'm not an idiot Penny, I know I might have been neglecting you a little lately, but from now on I'm going to make sure I give you plenty of attention. Is that what you want?"
"Yes," said Penny quietly, ashamed that she had been so foolish in the club.
"Is that really what this was all about?"
