[This story is in response to the true comments of some critics as well as intriguing ratings given to certain stories here on Literotica, but any resemblance to real people, alive or dead, is purely embarrassing to those people.]
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Debbie rushed home from the mega-mall, excited to try on her new outfit and thrilled that her monthly date night with Bobby Ray had finally arrived. Throwing her packages down on the bed, she quickly stripped off her modest full-length wool dress which she usually wore when she was unaccompanied in public, and jumped in the shower.
As the warm water cascaded sensuously down her glistening wet body, she couldn't help but admire herself in the mirrored walls that Bobby Ray had installed. Thinking of the coming excitement of the evening of romance and passion with her handsome and loving husband, her hands glided over her perky 36DD breasts, down her flat stomach and tiny waist, finally reaching her wide feminine hips and tight ass.
The sight of her former beauty-queen body, still in top shape after ten years of marriage, made her proud to know that she would soon be sharing it again with her ever-appreciative husband. Debbie felt perfectly satisfied with their once-a-month trysts; it made everything that much better when they finally did make sweet love together. They were both proud of their moderation, but also knew that sex was necessary - not only for procreation but for keeping the matrimonial bond strong.
Thinking of how handsome her Bobby Ray was, she felt blood rushing to her private parts and looked down to see her large nipples instantly stiffen and her fully shaved symmetrical labia swell and open in anticipation. She was tempted to touch herself, but quickly shook that thought out of her head -- that was her husband's job, and his alone.
After drying herself off, Debbie went into the bedroom to luxuriate in the process of dressing in her new outfit. The black mesh hose fit perfectly and ended just below where her thighs met her vulva. The zipper of the tight black mini-skirt barely closed; she wouldn't be able to wear panties with it, but that was ok -- Bobby Ray liked to have easy access on their date night. The sheer lacy black bra and tube top completed the picture, she thought, twirling in front of the mirror and even bending over to verify that her lips were just peeking out from the edge of the skirt.
She felt so naughty! A conflicted wave of disgust and excitement washed through her in reaction to the sight of the slut in the mirror. Her hubby normally made sure that she dressed very conservatively, but on this one night of the month he required her to be his personal love-whore, her only goal being to entice and please him. She consoled herself with the thought that her lascivious appearance was especially and only for Bobby Ray.
Debbie heard the front door open and rushed out to greet the love of her life. They had met in high school and she had never dated anyone else, saving her virginity for their wedding night, which had been perfect. Bobby Ray had had tons of sex with many different beautiful girls before they were finally married (all with her acquiescence, of course), but she was just happy that he was exclusively hers now - and with all the skill a man needed to please his wife, to boot! Debbie had never had any regrets or interest in any other man. Their love and appropriate lust for each other had never waned and she fully felt the confidence of their sincere devotion as she skipped into the living room.
The look of love and unadulterated desire on Bobby Ray's face warmed Debbie's heart. He immediately hugged her tight, even trying to cop a feel, but she just giggled and pushed his hands away.
"That's for later, honey-bunny! You know that."
"Oh, I know, dear," Bobby Ray laughed good-naturedly, giving her a peck on the lips and heading for the bedroom to change. She turned to watch his tall manly figure and sighed loudly. She was so lucky. She just knew it would be a wonderful evening as usual.
They went to their favorite local restaurant, located just on the edge of the suburban housing development that Bobby Ray's construction company had helped build. The new waitress flirted shamelessly with the extremely handsome Bobby Ray, but he seemed oblivious to her, which made Debbie so grateful for her luck in finding such a perfect man.
After eating, they visited the club next door as was their custom. All eyes were on the beautiful couple as they danced perfectly in step. Three men at the bar watched particularly carefully, probably entranced by Debbie's beauty and short skirt. Bobby Ray, a muscular former Marine and award-winning body-builder, simply glared at them and flexed his biceps and all three of them literally peed in their pants, rushing out of the club in shame, with no violence necessary.
Before they left, a pretty young blond single woman, with a smile that made it obvious she had a heart of gold, asked them if they could give her a ride home, as her date had been a bit too forward with her.
Happy to oblige, Debbie and her husband walked out to the parking lot together. Just before they reached their car, a young well-built man with a strangely beautiful face and a gas can in his hand, stopped them and asked if he could get a ride to the nearest gas station as he had run out around the corner. He smiled charmingly at each of them, including and perhaps especially Bobby Ray, and Debbie couldn't help but admire his good looks and the large bulge in his slacks. She quickly looked at her even more handsome husband standing beside her and immediately forgot about the young man completely.
