"I have a four hour layover, but that's not enough time to get home and back to catch my flight. Why don't you just pick me up and we can go get coffee or something somewhere? Sorry."
Darcy was disappointed, but I didn't really have time to make it back to the house before I had to head on to the next city. It sounded like she had something in store for me.
When she picked me up, I got a big, long hug. I could smell her citrus vanilla perfume - my favorite. I love hugging my wife - she has a great body for hugging - just the right height, firm breasts pressed against me, and that wonderful smell.
For some reason she insisted on driving the car. (She drives a Vibe, because, well, we own a few vibes.)
I wasn't sure where she was going. But I was tired, so I didn't ask. Then she pulled into the parking lot of the Sheraton. "Uh, what are we doing here, honey?"
"Yeah, I don't know. That's weird. How'd we end up here?" she said with a grin.
She took my hand and guided me through the lobby to the elevators. Oh, I think I know what's going on, now.
In the elevator, she took out a cloth and wrapped it around my eyes, so I couldn't see. Then she guided me off the elevator, down the hall, and into one of the rooms. I heard her close the door behind us. She gently led me to a chair, and had me sit down. She kissed my lips gently and whispered, "Sit tight."
"Yes, ma'am," I said. I think I'm going to like this.
I heard some soft music start playing. Then I felt Darcy's body lean over me and pull off the blindfold. There was my beautiful wife, in my favorite pjs - one of my old t-shirts that accentuated her ample breasts and a loose-fitting pair of sweat shorts. I never was a fancy pj guy, so Darcy's outfit was super-sexy to me. I leaned forward to get up, but she told me to sit still. I obeyed.
She turned the lights down, and began to sway to the music - moving her hot body from side to side, and quietly singing along. She began to run her hands around her body - down her sides and hips, turning around to show me her awesome ass. It was a great show, and I was definitely getting hard just watching her. I loved how she wasn't self-conscious about her body and just swayed to the music.
Her hands started gently rubbing the sides of her firm, upright breasts. I could see her nipples start to protrude from her shirt. This was clearly exciting her, too.
She ran her hands down over her hips, slowly turned as her hands ran over her ass and she bent forward slightly, showing me my favorite part. She continued around and let her hands caress her breasts, rubbing them from outside her shirt.
Slowly she lifted her shirt over her head exposing her bra. She continued swaying to the music, and dropped one bra strap off her shoulder, she slid her arm out, but held the bra in place.
Then she turned around and moved toward me. I unhooked her bra. She turned around again, so I could see. Slowly she let the bra fall from her hands, exposing her beautiful breasts. She looked me right in the eye, and brought the left breast up to her mouth - running circles around the nipple with her tongue. She then did the same with her right breast. I was in heaven.