As I merged onto I-57 from I-80, I glanced to my right and noticed that my wife had fallen asleep. I just had to smile, because I knew that her exhaustion was due to a weekend of hot sex! She looked so beautiful in her black turtleneck sweater, tight jeans, and high heels. My wife is in her early fifties, but could easily pass for at least fifteen years younger. She's 5'7" tall and weighs 135 lbs. She has curly auburn hair, brown eyes, 36C tits, shapely legs, a nice butt, and a beautiful shaved pussy.
As she slept, I thought back to events that had transpired over the last three days in the Chicago area...
We had left downstate Illinois early on Friday morning for a trip to visit family in the Chicago area. We always try to schedule our trips to miss the rush hour traffic. We had a reservation at a hotel in Oakbrook near a certain fast-food giant's 'sandwich school'. As we approached our destination, the GPS gave us directions from I-294 that led us past the Graue Mill and through a quiet residential road to our hotel. While I parked the car, my wife went into the lobby to check-in.
A few minutes later I entered the lodge through the revolving front door. I quickly spotted my wife and noticed that she was talking to two attractive young men, one black and the other white. While talking she was constantly laughing and playfully hitting them. Shortly after they left, I approached my wife, put an arm around her waist and pulled her to my side. After kissing her on the cheek, I inquired, "What was so funny?"
Smiling, she replied, "Let's get to our room and I'll tell you all about it as we unpack."
Our room was nice, but not overly lavish. I went to the small balcony and saw that our room overlooked the woods and the indoor swimming pool. The view was nice, but not nearly as nice as the one that greeted me when I turned back to the room. There was my wife reclining on the bed with her jeans and panties around her ankles. One hand was between her wide-spread thighs fingering her clit as she met my astonished gaze and asked, "Would you be a sweetie and get my vibrator and the lubricant from my suitcase? And please don't look at the clothes I packed. I have a few surprises for you this weekend."
As I searched for her 'pocket rocket', I remarked, "What's gotten into you? We haven't even unpacked yet and you're already hot to trot."
Grinning, she said, "I just got hot from flashing all those truckers. And then meeting those two guys in the lobby has me way too turned on. I really need a release before we go out for dinner tonight. ...And by the way, I invited Charlie and David to go along with us. Is that okay?"
With a questioning look, I asked, "Who are Charlie and David? And don't forget that your brother-in-law, Earl, only made arrangements for us to eat in a private dining room 'for two' at his Greek restaurant."
Answering my question, my wife laughed and said, "I was sure you would have figured that out. Charlie and David are the guys from the lobby. If you can believe it, they're brothers. That's why I was laughing so much. They told me that they were twins. When they saw the skeptical expression on my face, they swore they were really born on the same day. After stringing me along for a while, they finally explained that they're step brothers. But they really were born on the same day and year. Now give me that vibrator and no more questions until I cum. And be a sweetie and call Earl and ask him to change our reservation to a private room for four."
Handing her the vibrator, I answered, "Okay, I'll call and see what I can do."
As I talked to our brother-in-law, he assured me that it wouldn't be a problem. He also said he would give us his best waiter. Before hanging up, he asked about the other couple that would be dining with us. I cautioned him, "Don't tell your wife, but it isn't another couple. It's two guys we met at the lodge."
Returning to my wife, I said, "Everything's taken care of at the restaurant. Now take care of that itch between your legs."
Her eyes were closed and the vibrator was pressed against her clit. Now she opened them briefly and said, "Okay, that's great, Babe. Why don't you take a shower and dress. I'll meet you down in the lounge. Charlie and David will be there at 6:30."
After a quick shower, I went to the lounge and ordered a drink while waiting to meet our dinner companions. When they arrived I introduced myself to Charlie and David. They were at the lodge making final arrangements for a Saturday night party to celebrate their parents' 25th wedding anniversary. It had been a second marriage for both after some messy divorces.
From what they told me, Charlie and David truly were born on the same date. They even allowed me to check their driver's licenses. We talked more and I discovered that they were both single and weren't currently dating anyone.
Two beers and 30 minutes later, my wife made her entrance. Surprisingly, she was wearing a long coat that concealed her outfit. This was totally out of character for her as I knew she always liked to dress up when we went out, but I could tell that her legs looked nice in hose and heels. She quickly walked up and said, "Well, gentlemen, let's hit the road. I'm starving!"
As we walked to the car, I whispered in her ear, "What's with the coat? I was hoping you'd do a little flirting and flashing in the lounge before we headed to dinner."
Smiling she softly said, "I've got a surprise for you under the coat. I bought a new outfit for tonight, but I don't want you to see it until we're at the restaurant. I promise that you and our guests will be impressed."
On the drive to the restaurant, the guys sat in the back seat. The conversation was mainly about their plans for the anniversary celebration. They explained that the catering manager at the lodge was a good friend from college and he had gone all out with the preparations for tomorrow night. Then they invited us to attend as their guests.
Arriving at the restaurant, I parked in the back and went around to open my wife's door. She still had the coat tightly closed and I wasn't even able to get a peek at what she was wearing. As we entered the front door, I offered to hang up her coat, but she declined. With a wink and a smile she said, "I think it would be better if I removed it after we get into our private room."
Just then our brother-in-law, Earl, appeared and escorted us to a private room in the back of the building near the kitchen. On the way, my wife excused herself to use the ladies room. After we three guys were seated and my brother-in-law was preparing to leave, my wife walked in. Turning her back to him and facing me, she asked him, "Earl, would you be a darling and help me off with this coat?"
He eased the coat off her shoulders, and as he did so, my jaw hit the floor. There was my wife wearing a see-through black blouse and a short black leather skirt. She was braless and we could clearly see her tits and erect nipples. No one said a word as we all took in her spectacular appearance. Turning around, she looked at Earl and remarked, "Will this get us attentive service from the men on your wait staff? ...And by the way, don't tell my sister about this outfit or about our dinner guests. I don't want to have to listen to all her judgmental comments."
Unlike his wife, Earl is cool. Grinning broadly, he assured us that he wouldn't say anything to his wife as he pulled out my wife's chair and handed her the menu. He then disappeared and was quickly replaced by our young waiter. Our waiter lit the candles on the table which helped illuminate my wife's provocative appearance even more. She was definitely on display and loving it. Shortly after the waiter left, a bus boy entered, filling our water glasses, then another appeared with butter. It was a constant parade of helpers.