Diane looked up at the video screen mounted high on the wall of the bar and frowned. She glanced down thru the reading glasses perched on the end of her nose and selected "4" on her keypad β fold. She had a four of hearts and a five of hearts in her hand, and the bet that was coming around was over a thousand bucks. The flop came down and revealed a six, eight, and seven, all hearts. "Jeepers!" Diane groused.
I studied my wife from my vantage point just out of the entrance to the bathroom. She was sitting on her stool, legs crossed. Diane looked stunning again, as usual. She was wearing her hair pulled back, a clip holding it in place on the back of her head. Her top consisted of a blouse that scooped low in front revealing her ample cleavage and a light sweater on top of that. She was wearing a well-traveled pair of blue jeans, slightly frayed and wide at the cuff, almost bell bottom shaped. They fit her curves perfectly, showing off her delicious ass. On her feet she wore her newest pair of heels, a pair that I had picked out by the way, that had a groovy, retro look to them. They were black leather ankle straps on top of a slightly clunky heel and they looked like they were right out of 1978. My cock started to harden just gazing at her.
I wasn't the only one who thought my wife was lovely. I picked out at least three more guys playing hold'em who were checking her out either surreptitiously or outright. And there sat my Diane, beautifully oblivious to the casual lust that was sitting all around her. That was one of the qualities that attracted me to her so in the first place. She was beautiful but she didn't realize it. That was okay by me.
Walking across the room I approached Diane from behind and slid up behind her. I slipped my arms around her waist and pulled her against me, my now fully erect cock pressing against the small of her back. Leaning over I nibbled on a spot right where her shoulder ends and her neck begins. Working my way up her neck I nibbled and sucked pausing to exhale my warm breath on her earlobe. Then I nibbled on her some more and slipped my tongue into her ear. Diane, now squirming and protesting my efforts, shrugged me off of her.
"Stop it!" Diane exclaimed laughing. "I'm trying to win a hand here!"
"Sheesh! Sorry!" I feigned indignation at this affront to my advances.
"Oh puuuuuuuulease!" Diane rolled her eyes. "You stop acting that way or I shall give you a sound spanking when I get you home!"
"Promises, promises." I retorted. "Anyway how are you getting along there Beautiful?"
"Well I would have been doing fine had you not accosted me causing me to miss my turn!" Diane narrowed her eyes at me. "I think you will indeed get a spanking tonight my love, and then I am going to break out, the toy!"