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The moment she heard her husband's upbeat voice, she had some idea why.

"No cooking tonight. I'm taking you out for a meal," he'd said, before asking his wife how her day had been...

Early that evening, just before 6 pm, Brian pulled into their driveway and alighted from his midnight blue Capri. After eight hours in his office, the back of his shirt sticky from sweat, he was in need of a shower and a change of clothes, settling for something smart-casual.

When Brian found his wife sat on the sofa, he noticed that she was already dressed and ready. ‘You look fabulous,' he mentioned while evoking a smile of recognition.

"Shant be long. Just need a quick shower and change of clothes," he said, briefly, and was gone.

Thirty minutes later, Brian showered and changed, he returned to their sitting room where he collected his gorgeous sexy wife, a warm smile on his face. "Ready," he said, and with that, they headed out the door and climbed inside his car for the short, six-minute drive into town.

Sat at their table, Brian having booked it that afternoon, he smiled as he leaned across and, taking his wife by surprise, whispered: "Undo the top button."

The red blouse she wore had an open-neck. Nevertheless, she smiled at her husband's erotic suggestion and soon had the top button undone. Like that, anyone passing, anyone stood up, their waiter, in particular, could clearly see the swell of her breasts, a firm pair of 38C's that were held secure by a black half-cup bra.

Brian's wife, it has to be said, was stunningly beautiful with a curvy body, one he was proud of and enjoyed showing off at every opportunity, and tonight was no different.

"Ready to order?" their blond-haired, blue-eyed waiter asked, pen and notepad poised in readiness to write it down.

He found his eyes leaning towards Julie's sumptuous cleavage when she teasingly asked him about some of the listed items on the menu before finally settling for a grilled chicken salad with new potatoes.

"Did you notice the way he looked at you?" Brian whispered.

"I felt it more than noticed," she smiled back at him.

"I dare say he's got a hard-on," Brian added as they waited for their drinks, which were promptly brought to their table.

"I was thinking a movie afterwards," Brian suggested as they ate their evening meal.

"We haven't done it in ages," he added with a smile.

"Sure. No action movie, though," his wife agreed and remarked.

With the meal over, their waiter came across, asking if they wanted dessert while taking in the view of Julie's sumptuous breasts for possibly the last time.

Brian smiled at his idea of dessert, his wife sat on their table, legs open, panties discarded, watching the waiter eat out his wife.

"No. We're okay, thank you," Brian smiled at him, watching as he departed and returned with their bill.

"Have a wonderful evening," the waiter smiled in gratitude as he collected the tip Brian left on the table for him; thereafter collecting their plates and glasses and setting the table for the next customers.

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Coach/ValleyBrook writes Tue 26 Mar 2024 05:43:

Did a good job of keeping track of the names and positions. Nicely done. The story itself was somewhat over the top, which made it unbelievable, and hard to create a fantasy of the situation.

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