"Yes honey, I'll wear the black one." Lacey cooed into the phone. She was having a hard time concentrating on getting her make up just so while her husband described in lurid and lewd details exactly how he was going to take her when she got home from her business trip. That wouldn't happen for another three days. "With the heels you got me for Valentines Day." Beast that he was he loved seeing just how worked up he could get her when she was away, the only blessing Lacey had now was she was already off work for the evening. Normally he liked to whisper in her ear while she drove to work and she'd have to sit through her meetings hoping nobody could see how flushed she was. Worse sometimes he'd send her pictures of his glorious body.
"I've got to go. Sara wants go out for a few drinks to unwind. It might the only chance we get while we're here. Boss man has us on a pretty tight schedule over here." Lacey said as she finished getting her make up just right. "Goodnight Love, I'll see you soon." Lacey made a loud smooching noise before hanging up and dropping her phone into her purse.
Lacey smiled and took one last look in the mirror. She wasn't quite the 'hard body' she'd been in high school but only her husband minded that and he was smart enough to keep it to himself most of the time. She'd never really been comfortable with the body that five years of running track had produced, she'd been the only girl in school who wore a regular bathing suit to cover up her abs instead of her gut. You could only see them when she was wet but getting wet was a normal part of swimming so she always went covered up.
Now that she was six years out of high school and track was replaced with three times a week in the gym her stomach had softened to a still trim and sexy belly, just not one her husband could trace the lines with his tongue. Her breasts had filled out a little as well. Harold didn't seem to mind that change at all and he was overjoyed that her ass had a little bounce in it now. She was wearing the same little black dress she'd worn when they met but now she filled it out much better stretching the fabric in all the right places.
"You ready yet Lacey?" Julia called from the next room.
"Yes," Lacey stepped out of the bathroom turning around for Julia, "-how do I look?"
The older blonde was wearing a smiled. "You look amazing dear." She snatched up the red leather purse to go with the vibrantly red dress she'd chosen. "Come one, I want to get there while drinks are still half off."
Lacey hoped that she looked as good as Julia did when she was in her fifties. She was the kind of woman that had helped coin the term MILF and she knew it. Unlike a lot of women childbirth had done Julia a lot of favors widening her formerly waifish hips into shapely grippable curves. It had also replaced her just more than a handful breasts with the kind of tits that turned heads, male and female alike. Just to pass the time she lean into through a doorway to ask trivial questions in her low cut blouses. Her blood red knee length dress did a fantastic job of showing off her body.
Lacey was actually happy that her husband wasn't around to see Julia dressed up. Not because she cared about him looking at other women, she knew he did it and he was usually pretty discreet about it. He wasn't quite as low key when he caught her looking at a woman. A threesome was one of the things Harold had always wanted to experience and never had so he never hesitated to comment when she was obviously slipping back into her curious college mentality. There weren't a lot of people in the world that would say no to an opportunity to kiss Julia and Lacey could not count herself amongst them even if the woman was more than double her age.
The nearest bar was a fifteen minute cab ride from the hotel they were staying at. Fifteen minutes of Julia promising her husband the most mind blowing sex of his life time and putting on a show for the driver at the same time.
Julia insisted on sitting at the bar and Lacey reluctantly allowed herself to be led to the bar. It took less than a half hour before Lacey admitted that sitting at the bar was a better plan than her plan of staking out one of the relaxing corners. It was the first time she'd been at the bar since she got married and during those three years she'd forgotten just how eager men were to buy a pretty lady a drink.
She and Julia were discussing the job when a handsome young man in a black silk shirt and red tie sat down beside the two of them Julia with a smug smile. "Hello ladies. Would you mind terribly if I got you each a drink, I hate to drink alone." Lacey rolled her eyes, she'd seen his type before dozens of times. He thought he was God's gift women. And not entirely without warrant either. He was a handsome man with a strong square jaw that would have looked perfect on a poster for an action movie, especially with the 'I couldn't bother shaving this morning' stubble he was sporting. His shirt did nothing to conceal his broad shoulders either. Julia crossed her legs towards him and accepted his offer for both of them. He had a slightly South American Accent that made every word he spoke sound exotic and sensual.
"Thank you, it's a pleasure to have a drink with a two beautiful women. May I ask what brings you and your," he paused slightly looking them over. Lacey couldn't tell if it was rehearsed for dramatic effect or genuine but she couldn't deny the slight flutter he gave her while he spoke, "-sister, here?"
He wasn't the first person to comment that the two ladies bore a certain resemblance to each other. Julia had had the same sporty build as Lacey when before her children had transformed her body. They had matching blue eyes and high cheek bones as well and at the request of her husband Julia had bleached her hair blonde a few weeks back.
"My daughter actually." Julia replied with a sugary smile. "We're in town on business for a few days."
Daughter?
Lacey tilted her head slightly taking a sip from her Long Island Iced Tea. This could turn out to be interesting and even if she was only going to be looking at him Lacey wasn't quite ready to send him on his way yet. "We here with the PR division of Tepestech to film a commercial." It was close enough to true. Lacey was Julia's assistant and Julia was the webmaster for the Tepestech website.
"Models? I should have guessed." He smiled. "I am very sorry, I completely forgot my manners. I'm Alejandro and you are?"
"Julia." She extended her hand. Alejandro took it with a flourish and placed a gentle kiss on her knuckles. "And this is my
