"Coming, Mom!" Marty called to his mother. Jeanie and Marty came out of his room and said hello to Selena from the top of the stairs. She greeted them both affectionately and took her bags of groceries into the kitchen. She set everything on the counter and went upstairs to her room, passing the two of them on the way to the living room, already involved in a debate about what kind of music they were going to listen to.
Selena went up to her room and kicked off her heels on the way to her bathroom. She turned the tap on and adjusted the temperature, then quickly stripped off the rest of her clothes and got under the hot spray. She stood there for a moment, letting the water spill over her, then grabbed the soap.
As she lathered herself, Selena thought of her experience with the officer who had pulled her over. She was still surprised at her behavior, but she didn't regret it. She had enjoyed being cuffed and fucked hard while bent over the seat of the officer's car. She had liked how he'd ripped off her panties and fucked her with his nightstick, making her feel so nasty for agreeing to fuck him.
Selena finished her shower and dressed while she thought about the wild things she'd done lately. Howard hadn't noticed there was anything different about her when he'd been home for the weekend. There hadn't been anything different about him, either, she sighed.
She went downstairs to the kitchen to fix dinner for herself and her children. Howard wouldn't be home until Friday, so frozen pizza would do. The kids would love it, and she didn't mind. Maybe they could make popcorn later and all watch a movie together. It had been a long time since they'd spent an evening together like that. Selena smiled.
* * * * *
Howard Wilson was restless. Three of his clients had canceled appointments this trip. He had one more meeting at 11:00 in the morning and then he could go home a day early.
"To what?" he asked himself. He didn't know what was wrong, but things between Selena and himself seemed even more distant than usual the last time he was home. He wondered if his marriage was headed for divorce. He didn't think Selena was happy.
Howard called room service and canceled the dinner he had just ordered and left his room. He didn't know where he was going to end up, but he wasn't going to stay in his room for another boring night away from home.
He flagged a cab at the curb and got in. "I'm looking for someplace to go have a few drinks," Howard told the driver. "I'm tired of sitting in my hotel night after night on these trips."
"I've got just the place for a guy like you," answered the cabby. "Lucky's is a good bar. I think you'll like it."
"Sounds fine," Howard replied. He didn't really care. He just wanted to get out for a while.
"Promises, promises," Howard thought as he saw the flashing neon sign when they pulled into the lot. He walked into the place and noticed there seemed to be a surplus of women. The sign on the specials board announced "Ladies' Night".
Howard laughed to himself. Wouldn't you know... ladies' night at Lucky's. That was too funny. Not much good for a guy like him to hit a place like this on ladies' night. He had never even thought about being unfaithful to his wife, ever.
Howard took a seat at the end of the bar. The place wasn't overly full, but seemed to have a good crowd. The music wasn't so loud you couldn't hold a conversation with someone. Not that he had anyone to converse with, but he could at least order a drink without shouting.
He ordered a rum and coke and sat sipping it and watching the crowd. There was a good mix of ages amongst the patrons, so he didn't feel any more out of place than any other man who never went to a bar at night without his wife. He was well into nursing his second drink along when he noticed someone had walked up beside him.
"Is this stool taken?" a feminine voice asked. Howard turned to see a pretty young woman standing next to him. She couldn't have been more than thirty.
"No, no one's sitting there," he replied. "Have a seat." He couldn't figure out why she'd want to sit here at the bar next to him when there were still a couple of empty tables and other empty seats at the bar including the next stool over, but he wasn't going to be rude.
"Thanks," she said as she sat down. "My name's Kelly, what's yours?" she asked him. Kelly had watched him from across the room for about an hour before she got the nerve to approach him. Kelly had waited for two reasons. She figured either he was married or gay, and she wanted to see if anyone joined him. He didn't look like he was used to being out by himself.
She thought he was the best looking 'older' man she'd seen in ages. She'd always liked older men. She hadn't dated much in high school, being uninterested in the boys around her and too young for most of the men she did like.
"I'm Howard," he replied, suddenly wishing he was 10 years younger.
Kelly was pretty, her blue eyes seeming to dance at some secret amusement, and the corners of her mouth naturally upturned. Her long dark hair fell over one shoulder and sexily across her face when she turned. Howard had noticed her great figure right away. She wasn't quite as big breasted as his wife, but almost. Her trim waist curved into full hips, and he felt a sudden flush of desire to know what it would feel like to hold her naked body against his, then swept it away as quickly as it had come. He was married. Besides, she had to be at least 15 years younger than him. There was no way she would be interested.
"So what are you in town for," he heard Kelly ask. "Business or pleasure?"
"What makes you think I'm a visitor?" Howard asked her.
"The suit, for one," she answered laughing. "And maybe the fact that you looked like a scared rabbit when I asked if I could sit down beside you. You're married, I see. Don't worry, Hon, I won't bite... unless you ask real nice," she finished with a wink and a grin.
Howard smiled back at her. "This wasn't so bad," he thought. She was nice, as well as pretty to look at. It would be fun to spend a little time with her.
Kelly looked pointedly at Howard's glass. "You're almost empty," she said as she signaled the bartender. "Another one of those for him," she said, "and I'll take one too."
She looked at Howard after she paid the bartender for the drinks. "That's to keep you from buying me one and thinking I'm just paying for my drink by sitting here with you. Now why don't you tell me what you do that brings you to our city?"
Several drinks later, Howard couldn't believe Kelly was still sitting there talking to him. She'd coaxed him into telling her all about his job and what he disliked about it as well as liked, and into talking about his family as well.
In return, she'd told him about her job as a state inspector. She traveled with her job from time to time. She agreed that it wasn't any fun sitting in a hotel room night after night watching television while you were stuck away from home. "I don't have any kids," she said, "but I can tell my dogs miss me when I'm gone even though my brother takes good care of them."
Howard was feeling very good. Kelly's company was the most pleasant he'd had away from home in a long time, and he didn't want to leave her, but just then the bartender leaned over to them and said, "Last call."
Kelly looked at Howard. "I'm still having a great time with you, Howard," she said. "I don't want to go home yet. Can we go to your hotel and have another drink?"
Howard gulped. He knew that wasn't a smart thing to do, but his judgment was impaired just enough that he said, "Yes."
He had the bartender call them a cab, and they waited by the exit for a few minutes while it was en route. He was suddenly tongue-tied, after spending the last several hours talking with this woman about everything under the sun.
"What's the matter, Howard?" Kelly asked him when he finally shut the door of his hotel room behind them. "Why are you so nervous? Haven't you ever had a woman in your hotel room before?"
They walked on into the room and she turned and smiled provocatively at him. "Do you still think I'm going to bite you?"
"No, but I almost wish you would," Howard thought before saying, "Of course I don't. And no, I never have."
"Want me to help you get over your nervousness, Howard?" Kelly asked him.
"Sure," Howard laughed. "Although I don't think I'm that nervous any more. Do you want that drink now?" He knew he was lying. His heart was beating faster than he wanted to admit.
"No," Kelly answered as she stepped closer to him. "I want this." she murmured as she leaned closer and kissed him, her lips barely brushing his.
Startled at first, Howard almost drew back when Kelly leaned forward. As soon as her lips brushed against his he felt a stirring he knew he couldn't ignore. He pulled her closer to him, his arms wrapping around her back as hers twined around his neck.
He kissed her hard, his lips forcing hers apart, his tongue invading her mouth as if it was his first kiss in a long time. His hand wound in the back of her hair, crushing her to him, their kiss growing more passionate until finally he released her, gasping.
"I'm married," he said.
Kelly smiled. "I know. I don't want to go home with you, Howard," she said as she put her hand on his erection and squeezed it very gently. "I just want to make us both feel very good tonight, and go home tomorrow with some good memories."