After a few minutes, I made myself get up. The first thing I did was grab both of the cases and put them into one of the more discreet pockets in my purse. I then stripped off my bra and panties. I walked into the bathroom and slipped into my robe, then fixed my makeup and hair. When I was all done, I snapped a pic and sent it to my husband, making sure to open the top of my robe and just let it show my cleavage and a nice amount of my breasts.
He was very happy with the pic I sent, then asked if I had grabbed the cases from the nightstand.
I assured him I had, then walked over to my purse, opened it up, and sent him a picture with both of the cases nestled nicely inside of the pocket.
“You should put one inside of you right now, and leave the other one at home…” “Do it just like you did last time, and put the empty case in your purse. I’ll tell you when you can look at it later…”
“Ok.” I responded. I grabbed my purse and headed into the bathroom. I didn’t tell him I knew which one was where, seeing as how I had just placed them in there, but I assumed he knew and wanted to see what I would do. I walked into the bathroom, sat down and closed my eyes.
I reached in, opening the case, then pulled out the diaphragm. I slipped it inside of me then pulled out the other case and put it away in the drawer right next to me. I closed the drawer before I could see which one it was then texted him, “All Done.”
I knew it was getting late, so I walked over to my nightstand and grabbed my bustier. I slipped it on, then straightened out the garters. I slipped on my silk stockings and attached the garters to them one leg at a time. I thought about leaving the panties off, but I knew they completed the outfit, so I slipped them up my legs. I had to adjust the crotch a little, because the straps were pressing against my clit and slipping up inside my pussy.
Once everything was in place, I ran my fingers across my bare, pouty, exposed lips, feeling the smoothness and wetness already forming. I started wondering how I was going to make it all the way through the night being as turned on as I was. I thought about finishing myself off really quickly, but was startled when I heard my phone buzz.
Mr. UPS was 5 minutes away. I needed to finish getting ready. I read the last message from my husband.
“Send me a picture of the case you put away.”
I slipped on my dress, then my black high heels and walked into the bathroom. I spun myself around, checking myself out and smiling at how sexy I looked. I wondered how he would be able to keep from fucking me as soon as he saw me. I smiled to myself, then grabbed the phone, set up the camera, closed my eyes, opened the drawer and snapped a pic.
I closed the drawer just as I heard the doorbell ring. I turned and walked out of the bathroom, grabbed my purse, and walked toward the door. I didn’t want to see the picture I took until I was already leaving the house. I might chicken out, I thought. So I walked to the front door and opened it.
He took my breath away standing there in a very nice button down white shirt and slacks. He was holding a beautiful bouquet of flowers for me. I reached out, took his hand, and led him into the house. I thanked him for the flowers, then grabbed them out of his hand and leaned in and wrapped my arms around him and kissed him deeply.
I felt his arms wrap around me, pulling me close to him. I could feel his cock getting hard against my abdomen. I started rubbing my body up against it gently, feeling it grow even more as we sat there kissing each other.
He broke the kiss, telling me we had reservations and that we needed to get going. Reluctantly, I led him into the kitchen, found a vase, and put the flowers in it, then added some water. I turned around and found him right behind me. I reached up, wrapped my hands around his neck, and pulled him into me for another soft, quick kiss.
I broke the kiss, while still rubbing my abdomen against his hardened cock, leaned up to his ear and said, “We should be going!”
He just nodded.
I pulled away, turned around and headed for the door. I felt him reach for my hand and grab it as we walked out the door. He held my hand all the way to the car, opening the door and guiding me in.
The whole drive, he held my hand as we chatted about work and some of the things he had planned. The restaurant we were going to was not a super fancy restaurant, but it wasn’t a dive either. We had a nice meal along with a couple bottles of good wine.
He held my hand on top of the table as much as he could. Every now and then he would lean in and kiss me on the lips. I was enjoying all the attention he was giving me, as well as every person in the restaurant. I could feel their eyes looking at us as we kissed and talked and ate.
I didn’t mind the attention. When we were all done and he had paid the check, he stood up, reached for my hand and helped me up. I couldn’t help but spreading my legs a little, giving him a little show as he did. My dress was just long enough to cover my thigh high lace tops, but as I scooted out, it had ridden up. I spread my legs wide, exposing my bare pussy to him as I got out of the booth. I straightened my dress once I stood up, then excused myself to the ladies room.
I cleaned myself up, fixed my hair and makeup, then walked back out and grabbed his hand. We walked out to the car, and just before he opened the door, he turned to me and kissed me deeply, pressing me up against the car. I could feel his cock hardening against my abdomen as I pressed harder into him.
He finally broke the kiss, stepped away, then opened the door. As I passed by him to get into the car, I felt his arms wrap around me from behind. I felt his hot breath on my neck, and his body pressed up against me from behind. I felt him kiss my neck, sending shivers up and down my spine.
I pressed my ass back against him, feeling his big hard cock wedge between my ass cheeks. I was ready to take this some place more private, when he said he wanted to go dancing. I didn’t mind, but my pussy was aching for his cock.
I told him that was fine, then scooted into the car and waited for him to get in. It was a very small car, but it was nice with leather seats and full leather dash and the stereo was nice. I liked trucks myself, but I liked how when I sat into his car, it gave him a nice view between my legs.
When he finally joined me, he leaned in and kissed me again. I let my hand wander onto his thigh, starting to tease him by rubbing up and down his sexy thick thigh. The drive was short and we were pulling into the club before I even knew it.