The new car purred quietly down the highway while the evening sun was setting out the driver side window. The springtime temperatures were finally getting comfortable, giving real hope that summer may actually come and winter may finally be over. Ken was holding the wheel in one hand while his other rested high on Chloe's thigh. Her hands laid on top of his, contentedly relaxed.
With three kids at home, the silence of the highway was beautiful in itself. The time alone together was hard to come by anymore. Ken glanced over to see his wife's face. After ten years, she was no less beautiful. With her hair up in a bun and the peaceful stare forward, he was reminded of their first date. It seemed like just days ago they were getting to know each other in the car rides. Now most of the trips were overpowered by three boisterous voices behind them.
He couldn't help but notice the soft glow of the setting sun gave her an angelic appearance. But what he couldn't see was the incredible sensuality brewing just beneath the surface. Chloe had a hunger this night that he knew nothing about. Work, the kids, the laundry, the move, the stress. They'd taken a toll on their love life and she had desires that had gone unfulfilled for too long. Had he moved his hand just a little further up her leg, she was certain he'd feel her growing warmth and dampness. But that would have to wait. And it would.
Ken had desires of his own. It had been way too long since they'd had sex. It had been even longer since they'd had a chance to draw out the foreplay and turn the sexual encounter into an entire evening. He remained convinced his wife was the most beautiful woman on Earth and he couldn't wait to undress her, to ravage her, to make her beg for pleasure and to finally fulfill her wildest dreams. He gently squeezed her leg and she smiled softly in the dimming glow of the sunset.
Her outfit had been chosen months ago for a special rendezvous but the busyness of life had kept it in the closet. The blouse was red, laced at the top and button down. Under normal circumstances, she'd have only the top button unbuttoned and a tank top underneath. But tonight she wanted to be noticed. A black push-up bra and an extra button unhooked showed off the cleavage she had. But she knew how much Ken adored her perfectly-shaped breasts. And she also knew he'd looked at them several times already. She had every intention of leaning over during the romantic meal and giving him even more to see.
The short black skirt matched her knee-high black boots so well. Her slender, toned legs were framed so perfectly by the outfit. Part of her wanted her husband to slip his hand under the skirt, push her thong aside and driver her to a first orgasm right there in the car. But she would compose herself... for now.
Ken had no idea about the thong. It wasn't the most comfortable, but the thoughts in her head mixed with the string's pressure on her clit and she was already starting to burn up. The intensity was increased because she had just that morning shaved her entire mound. Hopefully the act would be enough to persuade her husband to eat her all night long. It always felt amazing, and since he'd started shaving for the warmer months, Chloe had ached to have his smooth mouth sucking her clit all the way to ecstasy. She blushed a little at the thought, then let out half a chuckle. She was getting so horny in her old age. Maybe the thirties aren't so bad after all.
The plan was set enough that they could plan ahead but loose enough that they could let things develop naturally. Dinner was scheduled at a fancy downtown restaurant within walking distance of the hotel. After checking in for the evening at the local JW Mariott, they had reservations for a relaxed dinner. Ken was wearing a dark blue dress shirt and a suit coat, but no tie. Appropriate for the environment and the evening.
Ken looked over at his wife, his attention caught by the slight chuckle. "What are you laughing about?"
"Wouldn't you like to know. I was just thinking about what I want to do to you tonight. We haven't even had dinner and you can't keep your hands off me!" She looked down at his hand and squeezed it against her thigh. "But there's so much more coming," she said in her most seductive voice. Unbuttoning one more button, her bra was now clearly visible. She spread the blouse out even more and slowly leaned over until her face was by Ken's ear. Knowing he was looking squarely down her shirt, she reached over and pressed her hand against his already-hard cock. She softly whispered in his ear, "I know you want these. I know you want to touch them; I know you want to suck them." She nibbled his earlobe briefly. "You can have them, but you're going to have to be my bad boy tonight."
With that, she removed her hand, sat back into her seat, and re-buttoned the lower button. Man was he hard already! She was certain this evening was going to be enjoyable.
Ken chuckled. He wasn't quite sure where this new boldness had come from, but he certainly wasn't going to complain. If she wanted a bad boy, he could deliver. And boy would he.
They pulled into the hotel parking lot, bringing an abrupt end to the sensual tension in the air. Becoming momentarily tactical (and thankful to get his attention off of his second head), Ken announced the plans. "We'll check in, drop stuff off in the room, and then walk to dinner. The restaurant is right over there," nodding just a block down the street, "and our reservation is in twenty five minutes."
After checking in and getting room keys, they dropped their small suitcase off in their room. Chloe stopped in the bathroom to touch up her hair and makeup and compose herself with a couple deep breaths. When she came out of the bathroom, Ken was slouched against the countertop, watching her with desire. He still looked so amazing in a suit! Chloe walked slowly toward him, exaggerating the sway of her hips and lengthening her stride. Upon reaching her husband, she pushed her throbbing mound into his still-hard cock and leaned into him. Their lips met and they exchanged an incredibly passionate kiss. "You don't get me yet, ya big stud. I think you owe me dinner first." With that, she grabbed her purse, stood up, and headed toward the door. Ken pulled it open around her and they headed off to dinner.
The walk over was mostly uneventful. It was nice to hold each other's hands. The little things that got overlooked had a new magic to them again. They made small talk about work, about things going on downtown, about upcoming plans. The chance for both of them to cool off was welcome; neither wanted to create a scene right in the middle of the restaurant.
Dinner was filled with the most conversation they had experienced in months. Neither had any idea how much catching up there was to do. As planned, Chloe had taken several opportunities to lean over - reaching for the salt, reaching for a little more wine, and the napkin that didn't fall by accident. She knew every time exactly where her husband's eyes were, too. The power she had over him was electrifying at times, and tonight was one of those times.
They both ordered a light dessert while finishing the bottle of wine. The conversation was encouraging enough it almost made them want to stay and chat. But there were growing desires that was slowly pushing them to find a conclusion. Chloe leaned back in her chair with the last few sips of wine in her glass. Ken was waiting for the bill to be wrapped up. Chloe had thoughts of teasing her husband under the long table cloth but the boots, sexy as they were, weren't really conducive to such things.
After the waiter dropped the receipt off and said good night, Ken leaned over the table to speak more softly. "So, you want a bad boy tonight, huh? I'm not sure you know what you're asking for."
Taking the last three sips of wine at once, Chloe placed her wine glass on the table and slowly leaned in to put her face only a couple inches from his. Whispering back, "You think so, eh? Tonight, you're married to a very bad girl. I'm going to do things I shouldn't, and what are you going to do? Stop me? I don't think so. I think you're going to follow me every step of the way. I think you're going to be just as bad. So, tonight, my love, you're going to be my bad boy."
