Unspoken Pleasure

Later that evening sitting in my backyard lanai I pondered everything that happened today. I sipped on a glass of Rose and thought there is no way I can wear the outfit I bought today. What on earth was I thinking letting Emma talk me into this silly idea. It was a beautiful evening and once again I was all by myself with no one to enjoy its ambiance. Hmmm maybe I do need to go and have a good time tomorrow night. It certainly can't be any worse than sitting home by yourself. I heard the lanai door slide opened and heard my daughter say, "Hi mom. I'm home. I'm going upstairs to finish my homework. Good night. I love you."

I turned and smiled, "I love you too babe. See you tomorrow morning." I lost myself once again in my silly wonderings. I had to admit that I looked really nice in that little dress. I just don't know that I have the confidence to wear something like that in public. What if someone I know sees me dressed like that? I'd be horrified but then again who do I know would actually be at this event. Hmmm. I went inside and got ready for bed.

As I undressed, I glanced at myself in the mirror and in all honesty I was still a very attractive woman. My breasts had a little more sag but they were also much fuller. I ran a hand over my stomach, it was nice and firm. Turning around I looked over my shoulder and my ass was tight. I worked hard to keep my body looking good and it shows. Not bad for a 36 year old, not bad at all. I threw on an old ratty tee and looked at myself again and laughed. There's the suburban housewife I love. I made my way to bed and fell asleep surprisingly quick even with so much indecision's coursing through my hyperactive brain.

The next morning at breakfast Ginny asked me what I was going to do that night. When I mentioned that Emma was taking me to some party at Crickets she exploded in surprise. "Oh my God mom. How did you get tickets for that party. Everyone is talking about it at school. I can't believe you are going. That is so so so cool mom!"

I grinned at her exuberance and said, "Wait a minute why are you guys talking about it. You guys are only 17 years old. Besides I don't think I'm going to go. It's really not my type of gathering. I'm much too old for that."

Ginny jumped in, "Mom you better go because I want to hear all about it Saturday when I come home. You are so lucky mom. You are going to have so much fun."

"I'll see about that but first answer my question. How do you know about this?"

"Mom, it's all over social media. Anyone who is anyone knows about this. People are dying for an invite. It's the social event of the year and you are going. Oh my God! My mom is going to be at Crickets. I can't wait to tell everyone at school." Ginny got up and kissed me as she left for school, "You are so lucky mom. See you tomorrow. I can't wait to hear all about it. Love ya." I looked at her and shook my head, oh to be young and carefree again.

I spent the rest of the morning walking around aimlessly torn between going and not going. On one hand I was excited to see what this event was all about yet worried that I would not fit in. I developed a headache due to all my internal strife. Enough I told myself. I poured myself a glass of Rose and went out back to enjoy the beautiful day. It was nearly 5:00 when my phone rang. I looked down to see it was my husband. I excitedly answered, "Hi sweetheart. I miss you. When will you be back home?"

He barked, "Andrea, listen I don't have a lot of time. Can you check the mail to see if I received anything from our bank?"novelbin

I got up and said, "I'll go check. So when are you coming home. I really do miss you."

As I checked the mail I thought to myself, you fucking asshole. What am I to you? A maid? You can't even say I miss you! "Nothing from the bank here honey. Sorry is there anything I can do...."

He snapped, "Damn it. Nothing you can do Andrea. I gotta go." and hung up.

Well that settled it once and for all. I'm going to the event tonight and I'm going to have a good time. I called Emma and asked her when she was picking me up. She said she would stop by around 7:00 to so some pre party shooters before heading out. I smiled and thought less than 2 hours to get ready! Let the transformation from suburban housewife to social butterfly begin. I scurried upstairs and drew a nice hot bath.

I poured myself another glass of wine and entered the tub. The hot water felt wonderful. I soaked up the heat and closed my eyes thinking about tonight. Nervous but now certainly more excited to be there. I eventually made my way out of the tub and dried myself off. Looking at the clock I knew I had plenty of time to pamper myself so I didn't want to rush. I spent a long time rubbing lotion on my legs and arms. As I sat there feeling the luxurious softness of my legs I let my hands wander up to my breasts. I softly caressed them, rubbing the lotion onto them, my nipples hardening as I felt a warm wetness develop between my legs. It had been so long since I felt the tingling begin to fester within me. I closed my eyes and savored the heat enveloping my inner folds. Why has it been so long since I allowed myself to savor these now too unfamiliar sensations.

I selected some sexy sheer black underwear. As I pulled them up over my hips I allowed my fingers to slowly trace my slit, feeling the wet heat already present. I pulled my dress over my head and smooth the little bit that was left down past my hips. I gently slipped my open toed heels on and stood in front of the mirror admiring myself. I couldn't help but feel a bit insecure. I had never worn a dress that revealed so much of me. It made me uneasy knowing that people would see so much of me but yet as I stood there I couldn't help but noticed that I looked really really sexy. I hadn't felt this since, well since never! Damn girl!

I went downstairs to wait for Emma and as luck would have it Emma was at the door. I opened the door and my jaw dropped as I looked at how stunningly beautiful Emma looked. Her dress clung to her body as if it were painted on. She looked unbelievably sexy especially for a 38 year old. I said, "Wow Emma. You look hot! You are going to have a hard time fighting off all the men tonight."

Emma smiled, "That's the idea Andrea. By the way you look sexy as all can be. You better be careful tonight. Remember you are a married woman."

I laughed at my friend, "Yeah right! I'm sure I'll be just fine watching you on the prowl." Having said that I did wonder what was in store for me tonight. Not sure I wanted to know!

Emma raced into the kitchen and poured two cocktails from a container she had brought. She handed me one and raised her glass to toast, "To us hot sexy ladies! May we find what we are searching for tonight! Cheers!" I laughed as I took a large gulp out of my glass.

"Wow this tastes really good. What is it?"

Emma filled up my glass and said it's a "Lime Rickey with some alcohol in it. Bottoms up!"