Philip looked around as the car crested a hill. The bar at the top looked vaguely familiar, but he couldn't quite be sure. Jayne didn't say a word, looking out her window as the night time scenery went flashing by. With a quick glance to his right, Philip eased his Mustang into the next lane. It wouldn't do to smack into someone because he wasn't paying attention. Beside him his lovely wife shifted in her seat, snuggling up against him. "It's OK if you can't find it," she said.
"Let me go just a bit further, and if I don't find it, we'll quit," he answered while glancing over at her. The busty blonde looked a bit worn out from their trip, but Philip never begrudged her the right to lean on his arm for support. He was doing this as much for her as he was for himself, and to have come so far with nothing to show for it was unacceptable. With a gentle nudge he steered the car around the next curve, and his eyes lit up. The shopping center ahead on the right was definitely familiar, and he pointed out the landmark. "See, right there. I told you," he said without a hint of smugness. Jayne sat a bit more upright in her seat and nodded as they drove past the neon glow of the strip mall. A few minutes later, Philip flicked his left blinker on and headed down a dark side street. He didn't have long to go before he hauled the car over again, this time turning into a dimly lit parking lot. The building was roughly 'L' shaped, with the open side hidden from the street. Considering what the sign on it was advertising, it made sense because it gave potential clientele some privacy from the road. The pavement hadn't been touched in years, and Philip bounced the car to a halt.
Jayne was more alert now, and she took in their surroundings. The lights of the main road could barely be seen in the distance, and there wasn't much more coming from the lamp posts near them. In the darkness beyond she could make out a series of low warehouses and such, they were definitely near some kind of industrial park. The eerie silence told her that no one else was around, at least no one who didn't want to be here. There were a few cars scattered through the darkened parking lot, most were clustered by the door. Jayne got her first good look at the building, it wasn't her first visit to such an establishment. The door had the usual warnings about patrons being over 21, and a gaudy sign advertised the peep shows within. She was surprised to see that the siding on the building looked relatively new, in all of hers and Philip's experiences with these places, they expected them to always look run down. Still, the outer facade was just that, and it was what lay inside that interested them. "You've been here before, right?" she asked.
"Yep, found it on my last business trip. They've fixed it up since then," answered her husband. "Everything look OK to you?"
"Yes but, not tonight, right?" Jayne looked over at him. "I'm a little too tired to be much fun. You don't want that now, do you?" A smile. Philip didn't even have to answer that one, and they agreed to come back on another night. There was still plenty for them to do on this mini-vacation, finding an adult bookstore like this one just added more spice to it. It wouldn't be their first time visiting such a place together, in fact Philip and Jayne made a habit of it, as long as they were nowhere near anyone who might recognize them.
Although they longed to spend an evening at the bookstore, other events kept Philip and Jayne from doing so until the last full night of their vacation. Despite the fact that they'd have to leave town early, they made it a point not to miss out on what was usually a very pleasurable experience for the both of them. After finishing up the last of the things they wanted to do, the couple made their way back to their hotel so that Jayne could change. She always kept a hot little outfit or two around, just in cast they'd find somewhere to play, and tonight was the night. Philip waited patiently for her as she got dressed, entertaining himself with pleasant memories of other nights like this. Depending on the clientele, they could be in for a very hot evening, but times like this were always hit or miss. There had been several occasions where no matter what they did they couldn't get anything started. On the other hand, there were a number of blissful nights that started in the often smoky corridors of a peep show. While Philip was wondering just what lay in store for them, his wife finally emerged from the bathroom. Even though he knew what to expect, his mouth was agape as she picked up her jacket and made for the door.
Jayne hooked a finger into the collar of her black leather jacket and turned to her husband. A broad smile covered her face and she gave him her best 'come fuck me' look. She had done up her curly blonde tresses, the look was a little poofy but it kept her hair out of her face. That was quite important, with what she had planned. Her make up was just a little on the heavy side, a blend of colors accenting her beautiful green eyes and bright red lipstick on her luscious lips. Jayne's finger and toenails were painted a matching candy apple red. If her hair and make up were all she had done, Jayne would have been quite tarted up. She hadn't stopped there, of course, and what he saw left Philip's heart racing. A black lace bra was all the top Jayne had chosen to wear, and it was quite skimpy and sheer to boot. From the way her cleavage bulged out at him, Philip knew his wife had deliberately chosen a bra that was at least a size too small, accentuating her already magnificent breasts even more. Her flat tummy was exposed over top of a scandalously short denim mini, that ensemble was held in place by a wide black leather belt. Jayne had fishnet stockings disappearing into her skirt, and the straps of her garters were quite visible when she walked. More of those fishnets and sexy long legs would have been visible, but she had completed her outfit with a pair of over the calf black leather boots. Philip often wondered how she maintained her balance with such impossibly high heels, but he couldn't complain about the effect. Jayne's entire body was pitched forward as she towered in those heels, they even gave a little more definition to her relatively flat bottom. If she could be said to have any flaws, her minimal derrière was it. Still, the top heavy blonde was a killer sight, and Philip had high expectations as they drove off into the night.
Since they knew which roads to take, the trip to the bookstore wasn't nearly as eventful as it had been earlier in the week. A few more cars were visible in the parking lot, and a mist filled the air as they made their way to the garishly painted door. Philip led the way in, followed quickly by Jayne. Together they paused immediately as the door swung shut, their eyes taking in their immediate surroundings. Philip remembered the place as a smoke filled dive, dark and dank like so many other establishments. What he saw was a relatively clean storefront, and a freshly carpeted floor to boot. Sure the workmanship of the decorating had an overall cheap feel to it, but it was a far cry from the place he had visited earlier in the year. Racks and racks of all sorts of sexual paraphernalia lined the walls, everything from magazines and DVDs to dildos and assorted S & M equipment. In the far corner was an open doorway, and a simple sign that said 'Booths'. Jayne had just started to wander around the shop when a gruff voice called out "Can I help you?"
Philip and Jayne turned to see a powerfully built man glaring over at them. He was bald headed and carried an air of authority as he spoke to them. Philip recognized him from his previous visit. His name was Ray, and he owned the place. While his manner could be a lot more customer friendly, Philip understood that the guy must deal with some pretty rough characters. "We're just looking around," he started to explain.
"That's fine," came the man's retort. "Just remember, no soliciting in my place." He gestured towards Jayne.
"It's OK," she cooed as she leaned over towards him, giving the man a great view of her tits. "I'll be a good girl, I promise." Her smile disarmed him somewhat, and he nodded and went back to his work. Philip decided to hustle Jayne back towards the booths before the big man changed his mind. They didn't notice Ray watching Jayne's skirt covered bottom as she left the room, but if they had, they certainly wouldn't have minded. Indeed, Jayne was getting a lot of similar looks from various guys they passed when they wandered through the darkened corridors of the peep show. Philip was able to do some looking around himself, and he liked what he saw. The video booths were spaced widely apart, the better to accommodate a good sized monitor, and the benches seemed to be wide enough for at least two. The lack of doors was a bit of a drawback, but that just meant that people could wander between booths to check out the action. While they were walking, Philip saw a couple of guys hanging around watching another guy's video, they might even have been involved in a circle jerk. Together, he and Jayne made the rounds of the place, attracting a bit of attention to her and generally advertising that she was not at all opposed to letting a guy sneak a peek at her. Philip guided her towards an out of the way back booth, one that was at the end of a corridor, and there they settled in. Already one guy could be seen meandering down the hall towards them, and Philip settled himself into the far corner of the booth. Jayne was situated at the open end, and they started the video player for themselves.
