Karen sat naked on her vanity stool and brushed her long red hair. Her bronze tanned skin was still warm from the long shower she had just enjoyed. She brushed her hair back, gathering it in her free hand. Two twists and a flip later, the hair tie that had been around her wrist held her hair in a high pony tail. She completed the maneuver by wrapping the hair around itself and twisting it into a tight bun with a second tie.
Karen carefully applied her make-up. The effect she was seeking for this evening was more dramatic than usual. Unlike the natural look she generally preferred, Karen applied her make-up more heavily this evening. She planned to play the seductress this evening, and she winked and smiled at herself in the mirror as she transformed herself into just that.
Karen walked naked from the bathroom to their bed. Her clothes were carefully chosen for this evening. She sat and slipped the light yellow, lacy thong over her feet and up her long slim legs. The lace tickled her freshly shaved legs. The soft caress ended as the cup of the thong pressed against her smooth, already moist, mound. She adjusted the thong so it lay nicely across her tight lower belly. She reached for the matching bra. She had chosen the push up for effect, an effect she really didn't need but enjoyed none the less. Her breasts were beautiful and had left the test of time far behind in a race that was never really a question. As she clasped the bra, its snugness cradled her breasts and made her nipples stiff.
Karen sat again and rolled a pair of sheer thigh high stocking up her legs. She smoothed the stockings, enjoying the feeling of the nylon as it caressed her legs intimately. She liked the way they accentuated the nakedness of her upper thighs, it was a nice complement to the cheeky exposure created by her thong. She looked at herself in the mirror and smiled. She looked as sexy as she felt, and that was damn sexy indeed.
Karen walked into the closet and slipped the tight yellow dress across over her head. The scoop neckline and tight bodice would work well together to highlight her breasts. The dress hung to just above the knee and hugged her ass as if it knew the beauty of that which it held. A slit on each side would compete for the many glances she would attract. She stepped into the pair of 4" yellow pumps she bought to complete the ensemble.
As Karen walked into the bathroom, her heart raced. She was excited to add the final touch. She lifted the heavy raven mane that she had selected to transform herself. She placed and adjusted the wig over the tight bun that contained the red tresses that John so adored. John often first noticed her hair when meeting with her. Long... red... always beautiful... it was an essential aspect of her beauty. A quick brushing to fine tune her new look and she was ready. She took a final look in the mirror and her smile erupted into a gentle laugh as turned and left for the evening.
The day seemed to drag on forever. John had been looking forward to a relaxing dinner out with Karen that evening, and was disappointed to see her e-mail mid-day that she had been called into the hospital that evening because of a shortage of nurses. He had been anxious to see her, to spend time with her, but, then again, she had told him there was a virus spreading through the ranks and that there was a chance of her being called in. Even knowing that, he was disappointed.
John's spirits brightened when he received another e-mail just before leaving, this one from his friend Jim. Jim happened to be in town for the day on business and had some time to meet for drinks after work. Jim had suggested meeting downtown for happy hour and John quickly responded that it sounded like a great idea.
John walked into the bar. It was already in full swing for happy hour, but Jim hadn't arrived yet. Taking up a stool at the bar, he ordered an Absolute Vanilla and Coke. He was on his second when he started to wonder just when Jim would be getting there. The time had actually passed fairly quickly as there were lots of attractive women and couples soothing their days with the seemingly free flowing libations. In particular, John had been captivated by a raven haired beauty sitting in a booth across the bar. She had long, beautiful black hair, with its only noticeable downfall being that it had thus far hidden her face from him. From the profile he was able to see she was enchanting. The slits in her short, sexy yellow dress gave him a great view of her shapely legs. The tight bodice highlighted her trim waist, and even more alluring, the swell of her high, firm breasts.
John was oddly drawn to this beautiful vision. He often noticed, and as quickly forgot, the many attractive women that passed though his sights. But this was different. He was actually attracted, more accurately drawn, to this woman. John turned back to his drink. He drank it down and ordered another. He looked at his watch and, as he kiddingly cursed him, hoped Jim would arrive soon, now more to distract him from this vision than for any other reason.
A few glances toward this beauty and several gulps later, he was ready for another drink. Jus as he was about to order, the bartender set a fresh drink before him. John looked at him curiously and he pointed to the booth across the way. "It's from the lady... " he said. John thanked him, the bartender nodded, and John took a sip of the drink. He was hesitant to take the initiative to thank her, but decided it was the polite thing to do. As he walked to the booth, he worried that she had seen him glancing at her and may have gotten the wrong idea. After all, he was married and more importantly very much in love.
