CUCKOLD Dinner Date – Saturday Night
My weekend started out very innocently. I got up very early and went to the gym had a super good workout, and then went to the Studio 3 to get my hair and nails done, because I was going out to dinner with my husband. I was looking forward to dinner, as I was telling Ronaldo, that I actually could not wait. I had gone to the Short Hills Mall, to buy a little hot dress, off the shoulder goddess type dress, and a hot very spiky pair of fuck me pumps to match. The dress was a suede material, in a soft taupe, I like the beige tones with my dark hair and eyes. The shoes were very high with a platform in the front, in a leather that matched my hot little dress.
Ronaldo was all excited about his new gay lover, and was busy telling me all about the great sex, and what a wonderful lover he has now, and was blowing my hair out, he could hardly contain himself. The little old lady in the next chair was blushing, and trying to hear every word he said. He was talking about how good his lover was sucking his….. and pleasuring him, It was too funny, I thought the little old lady was going to fall right out of her chair.
After I was done at the Salon, I went home, to soak in a hot tub for a bit, I turned the jets on full force, and relaxed with a glass of wine, I had turned the lights down, and really let my muscles unwind. I towel dried myself off, and started to dress for the evening. My husband had not been home in a week or so, on business, so I was eager to see him, and catch up on everything he was doing at work. I dressed in my usual prolonged fashion. I love the ritual of dressing, and taking my time, to make myself beautiful, for my men.
I start with body lotion all over, I love to massage the cream into my feet and skin, so that not only do I smell good, but I am extra soft to the touch. Then I do my makeup, I like it natural, which takes me even longer to do. I try to pick out underwear that goes with my outfit, So I picked out flesh tone bra and lace panties to match — to go with my taupe dress, and a pair of thigh high stockings in taupe. I took out the leather pumps, and the smell of that rich leather, was so delicious, I thought they were too gorgeous to actually wear.
My husband, did a sneaky thing, As I was bending down, to put my shoe on, he quietly entered the room to surprise me. He had a bouquet of little baby pink roses, in his hand, his trench coat thrown over his arm. All 6′ 4″ of him, looked handsome and delicious, I wanted to eat him right up. He told me he rushed home, as soon as the plane landed, even though he was supposed to stop by his office. He said, that would all have to wait until Monday, he wanted some time with his beautiful wife.
He took a quick shower and changed, I poured him a glass of wine. My husband sat next to me on the sofa, and we kissed for a while, before we left for the restaurant. I have to say, that my husband is totally good looking, and even now, after being married a few years, I have to stop and admire how handsome he is. The flip side of this coin, is that he is equally kinky, which is most likely why I married him.
I forgot to mention, how much my husband loved my outfit, and he was so happy that I had gotten all dressed up for our date. We had discussed the weekend over the phone during the week, and we were both eager for this evening out. Just the two of us. My husband had made reservations, at the Loft which is a great little spot that has excellent 5 star cuisine, and a blues quartet that is outstanding.
We both ate and talked and caught up on each other’s week, He surprised me by telling me he had been keeping tabs on my blog, and was totally turned on by all the things I had done and talked about. I was flattered, because he is a busy executive and he has little free time, I would not imagine him reading my blog.
After the waiter removed our dinner plates, the band started up, and I noticed a great looking guy at the bar, I told my husband, that I wanted to go over and talk to him, I had seen this guy, hold up a glass, in an effort to buy me a drink. My husband smiled. and nodded his head… I think he new, this would be just the beginning of our evening.
So you must be wondering what happened next. Richie was the name of the guy at the bar. He was very talk and very lean, my husband has a muscular build. This guy was built totally different. He was very slim in the hip area, and had broad shoulders and I could see that his arms were muscular. He had on a henley type shirt and jeans, with a worn crotch. I could tell he had a few bucks, from the way he looked. I noticed he had expensive car keys, and a twinkle in his eye. He wanted to know if I could lose the guy I was with. I explained to him, chuckling, that I don’t want to lose him.
“That guy…is my husband” I told Richie. He leaned back with is elbow on the bar, slowly sipping his vodka and taking in each word I had said. “So, he let’s you talk to strange men” I replied back, my husband does not let me do anything, I do as I please. Smiling broadly, I could see Richie squirm with excitement, as he realized something might come of this evening after all. I asked him if he might like to come back to our house, and have a little fun this evening.
Richie replied “that he had always fantasized about a night like this with a beautiful woman, but never did he think, it would really happen to him.” I went over to the table my husband was sitting at. I told him, Richie would follow him home, I was going to drive in the car with Richie. I wanted to chat and find out a little about the guy, that hopefully would be my lover for the evening.
Richie it turned out, worked in NY, for a record company. Our house is only about an hour outside of Manhattan, and I learned that Richie lives surprisingly close to were we live. He stepped on the gas pedal of his silver Porsche, and seemed to have to speed up to catch up with my husband on the highway. I guess these boys were eager to have the festivities begin. So was I, but I was trying not to show my excitement.
Richie pulled in the driveway behind my husband. We all went into the house, I got inside and put some good music on, while my husband cracked out the ice and drinks, I went over to Richie, sat next to him, and we began to make out. I loved the way his body felt, so different then my husbands, and so sexy. My husband, kept smiling, as he watched me in action. Nothing turns him on more then me with another guy. This evening was turning out to be more then perfect, My husband never knows, if someone will really turn my head.
Richie certainly turned my head. I stood up, and went over to the stairs, I motioned to Richie to follow me up to my bedroom, I went over to my husband, and I told him to give me about 20 minutes, alone, then he could come in for the rest of the night with us.
My husband, loosened his tie. Sat back on the sofa, and smiled again, He knew it was going to be a long night.