Everything was ready. Curtains shut, candles lit, dinner cooked, wine chilled, and table set. I was ready, too. I took a long relaxing shower, brushed my red hair and let the long tresses flow down on my breasts that were covered by the dark red, see-through, lace-hemmed brassiere my husband had brought me from his last business trip. To match it, I had a pair of cute, Brazilian-cut panties of the same color. And that was all there was to my outfit! I covered myself with a silk scarlet dressing gown, so that I wouldn't get cold. I only put on mascara to highlight my eyes, as my husband prefers me without any makeup. As I was putting on a dark red lipstick, I heard a car park in our driveway. He was here.
I rushed to the entrance hall. As the engine stopped, I assumed a seductive pose, leaning against the wall with the gown opened, just hanging off my elbows, displaying the lingerie and my body. One hand was on the wall, the other one embroiled in my hair. I had practiced the pose in front of the mirror for the past week.
When Richard was leaving on the business trip, I was aware that three weeks apart was a long time, but I never realized how
much
I would miss him. And what would three weeks without human touch do to my libido? Nights were painfully long and lonely. I even had to change my normal way to work, so that I didn't need to pass the erotic shop along the way. I never understood the reason for sex toys before, but after just two weeks alone, I caught myself staring at the toys presented in the window. Desperate and tempted!
The key rattled in the lock and the door opened. There he was. My Richard. Tall, tanned, strong and hot. His eyes widened when he noticed me. I sure surprised him! He took in the view. I saw his eyes travelling across both my naked and covered body parts. To my surprise, his expression was not that of a pleased man. On the contrary,for some reason, he looked very troubled.
All of this happened in one single moment. And the next instant, I realized why his reaction was so unexpected!I realized the moving shadow behind my husband wasn't a tree in the wind, instead, the face of a young man was peering over Richard's shoulder. I made a high-pitched noise and retreated to the kitchen.
*********
"No, It's fine. But thanks, Richard."
I declined my colleague's offer for the third time.
"Oh, come on. The plane leaves at six o'clock in the morning, you said. You can't wait for eight hours at the airport!"
He kept reasoning with me.
"I don't want to be a bother to you. Or your wife."
"I promise, you won't bother anyone. And you need to meet her, too. After all you've heard about her from me..."
Richard was roommates on this business trip. He talks about how sweet and perfect she is, every night. And that was one of the reasons I didn't want to go on the trip. They always choose two people who don't know each other to be roommates, so the employees are forced to meet new people. I mean, yes,it was a very nice gesture for him to offer me a bed. My flight to Paris was delayed for nine hours, and I didn't have anywhere else to spend this time. In another situation, I would probably gladly accept. But right. I had
heard a lot about his wife. We were from what he told me about Lis, I knew they had plans for the night. And I didn't want to stand in their way.
"Is this your final answer?" Rich frowned at me.
"Yes."
**************
"Why didn't you tell me we'd have visitors?" I asked Richard, while tightening the belt of my gown. I felt so embarrassed!
"He didn't want to come, at first." He smiled back at me.
"And what made him change his mind?"
"I kinda stole his luggage, so he had no choice..."
"You did what?" I wanted to maintain an angry look, but now I failed and smiled. I love my husband
so
much! He can be such a goofy person sometimes...
"His flight's leaving early in the morning. I couldn't let him wait in the airport lobby for the whole night! And I know you always cook more than we can ever eat, so I thought it was a great idea."
He smiled at me, kissed my forehead, and hugged me, firmly.
"I missed you, so much."
"I missed you, too." We kissed.
"I need to get Pierre, before he calls a cab for himself and leaves for the airport."
As I was setting up the table for three, Richard went to get his friend. He was right. Pierre had already called a taxi, and refused to come in.
As I was carrying the last casserole to the table, I heard voices from the hall. "Are you sure she doesn't mind?"
"I told you so, already. She'll be glad to meet you."
I turned around and quickly tip-toed to the staircase. I couldn't meet anyone dressed like
this
! What would they think about me? My cheeks turned scarlet as the scene of me, standing almost naked in the doorway and a stranger gawking at me, popped into my head. I was so embarrassed! I heard the door to the hall open, and then someone rushed towards me. My husband caught me in the middle of the stairs.
"Where are you going,Love?" He pulled on my robe.
"I'm going to get dressed," I hissed back at him. "Do you want your friend to watch me dressed like this, for the whole evening?"
Richard examined me from head to toe.
"I don't see a problem. You could be wearing anything or nothing under that, and I wouldn't be able to tell."
"Yea, but we both know what I am
not
wearing under that, don't we? And our guest knows it, too, thanks to you." I tried to scowl at my husband, but the absurdity of the situation made me giggle.
"He didn't see anything. I was blocking his view." He tried to save the situation.
"You don't believe that, do you?"
"Oh, come on, Love. You can't show yourself to me like this, and then get changed. That's unfair. Would you mind staying dressed like you are?" He started cuddling me, while unveiling my undergarments.
God, how much I wanted him to do this! How much I dreamed about him getting me undressed! How much I missed his cuddles and caressing touches! But, not when there's a guest waiting for us in the hall.
"You missed your chance!" I said firmly, closing my robe.
