I pull in to the driveway of our small suburban home and hit the button on the garage door remote on the visor of my truck. As I pulled in to the driveway, I noticed a strange car parked in front of our house. Not thinking too much about it, perhaps just someone visiting a neighbor.
I park the truck in the garage and walked through the associated door that led me inside the house. I heard my wife's voice followed by a man's voice coming from the living room. Walking in to the living room there was my wife sitting on the couch and a young man talking to her.
"Oh, hi honey, I thought I heard the garage door open and then close. This is Mike, he is a, believe or not in this day and age, a door-to-door vacuum salesman."
"Really."
The first thing I notice is Mike is young, maybe all of 25 years old, athletic build and wavy blond hair.
My wife is a middle-aged woman, still very attractive, a bit plump with large breast.
"So, you think we need a new vacuum."
"Well, ours is about 10 years old."
"Uh-huh, does it still work well?"
"Yes, but I thought with all the new technology today I would hear what he had to say and see what he had."
"Honestly sweetheart, I really don't think we should be spending any more money right now after we just bought that new car for you 3 weeks ago."
"Perhaps you are right. I am sorry Mike I think I will have to pass today."
"Not a problem, I understand, maybe another time."
Mike packed up his paperwork into a briefcase and my wife walk him to the front door. As they approached the door Mike handed my wife a business card.
"If you should change your mind, here's my number. Thank you for your time, nice to meet you also sir."
With that the salesman left.
I walk to the bedroom to change clothes from work. As I was changing, I noticed a pair of my wife's panties crumbled up on top of the dresser and the bedspread had a few wrinkles in it. Both unusual, my wife was a stickler to neatness. The bed had to be made every day taught and tight looking and very rarely any clothes not put away properly, (as she would say).
I didn't try to over think that. My wife walked in and said she was going to take a shower. Strange for this time of day but okay, whatever. Our master bath does not have a door on it, the toilet area does. She walked in and I could see her start the shower, and as she pulled down her sweatpants, she was wearing she had no panties on.
I went to our home office to do a couple of things for work while she took her shower. I sat down at the desk and started to think, was my wife fooling around with that kid selling the vacuum cleaners? No, she wouldn't do that, I was sure. After all she is 56 and that kid couldn't have been any older than our son who was 24. I was sure if she was to really fool around with anyone it wouldn't be with someone her own son's age, would she?
A week or so later I was putting some of my underwear away in the dresser and noticed there was a small part of my wife's underwear slightly sticking out of her drawer. I opened the drawer to push the panties back in but I had not seen these panties before. I pulled them out and held them up, they were a very sexy looking blue crotchless panties and new with the tag still on them. I opened her drawer that held her bra's out of curiosity and sure enough there was a matching bra, very sexy with cutouts where her nipples would show. Did she buy these to surprise me with them on some night, I thought. Okay that would be so hot, I can't wait to see her in these.
