The Date Ch. 02

The interior of the limo was warm with soft gray leather upholstery. A mini bar held the ice bucket with the chilled Champaign. The roses were in a gorgeous cut glass vase in a space provided between the seats opposite of her. Her jeans and sweat shirt, bra and panties, thick socks and clunky boots had now been replaced with the clothing Jeff had provided.

The little black dress fitted her very well - accented her firm, full breasts with enough cleavage to make her a bit self-conscious, fell into a neat drape about four inches below the tops of her thigh-high stockings. That would be fine when she stood, but sitting presented a challenge that she was trying to deal with. Of course, her bare ass and pussy were of special concern to her. She was not an exhibitionist in any way, shape or form....and she knew that Jeff wished she was.

After twenty-five years of marriage, one son and working as a nurse for the last eighteen years, her once firm, thin, young form was now middle-aged, soft and a bit more curvy than she liked. Jeff constantly told her that she was beautiful, but she had a hard time looking in the mirror without remembering that sexy, younger Lisa.

'She's been gone a long time! I really should let her fade away.' But she just shook her head and resigned herself to the baby pooch and the thicker thighs. She still had GREAT legs though - all those years of working on her feet had kept them in shape and shapely. In the heels Jeff had provided, she could agree that she had great looking gams.

Putting the final touches on her make up, and giggling again at the red lipstick - a color she never wore - she was startled by Jonathan's voice through the speaker.

"Lisa? Are you doing alright?"

"Yes, all dressed and ready to go! How long before we get wherever it is we're going? Is Jeff already there? And just where are we going?"

"Jeff will meet you there, in the bar. We have about fifteen minutes before we arrive and I'm not allowed to tell you! So relax and drink your wine."

"Well. Fine. Be that way!" Lisa laughed, "You can put down the window if you'd like."

"No, you're to be surprised when you arrive so no peeking!"

Lisa realized then that she really couldn't see out and knew that no one could see in either. She felt a slight shiver of fear. She was in a car, with a man she didn't know, going to an unknown destination. But she had her cell phone and her mace. And she was sure that it was Jeff's handwriting. Wait! Her cell phone! She mentally slapped her hand to her forehead and took it out. Four bars. She speed dialed Jeff's phone.

Voice mail. Didn't even ring. So either he's on the phone or it's off. She left a quick message for him to call her back and hung up.

She noticed the small TV above and across from her and then noticed the note taped to the screen. Her name on the outside in Jeff's handwriting.

"Darling,

Soon we will be together. Please push play for a brief hint of what our evening will be like. I know that you have probably already tried to get information from Jonathan, but he has been well paid. Sit back and enjoy the show.

With all my love,

Jeff"

Lisa pushed the 'play' button and waited for the DVD to load. The scene opened with soft lighting, candles and bath with rose petals floating on the water - the ideal of romance. Two forms, male and female, met, embraced and kissed - passionately. They were nude she noticed, but shadowed heavily. She could make out hands caressing, hear the soft moans, and the soft music in the background. The male started to kiss her neck and then holding her shoulders began to kiss and lick her breasts.

Lisa could feel the effects of watching this passion - her own juices started flowing as the man worked his way down the woman's belly and stopped where Lisa would have stopped him. The woman arched her back and held her lover's head with both hands. He cupped her ass and brought her most sensitive area to his face. Lisa could just see his tongue reaching to taste her.

The DVD stopped.

'Damn!' "Damn!" Lisa thought and then said out loud. Great! Now she was wet and horny and not interested in sitting in a bar at all. She felt the luxury car slow and then felt a turn, as if into a driveway, then it came to a stop. She heard Jonathan exit the car and waited for him to open her door. She frantically tried to pull the dress down so that she didn't flash anyone when she got out, but didn't really think she'd be able to keep it down.

Jonathan opened the door to her right and held out his hand to her. His eyes dipped down towards her legs very briefly and then came back up to look at her face.

"You look lovely. This way please."

Lisa took his hand with her right and tried to control the dress with her left. The heels made it difficult and the snow didn't help. There were people coming out of the building and she was positive that they got a brief but full look at her very wet pussy.

'Oh well, they don't know me and I don't know them...Jeez!' Lisa thought she saw the gentleman smile and the lady lift an eyebrow, but ignored the looks. She smiled up at Jonathan and tried to keep her balance.

As he closed the door, she looked up at the large Victorian Style home before her. It appeared to be a B&B with a large porch, unused now, and candlelit rooms in the lower level and occasional lights behind the curtains of some of the upper levels. The snow covered lawn was lit by coach style lampposts and there was a gazebo about hundred feet from the side of the house. A winterized rose garden surrounded the gazebo and she could just make out a shoveled path the led towards the back of the house.

"Where are we?", Lisa asked Jonathan. "Is it a B&B or a private home?"

"Oh, it's a B&B during the summer months, but this time of year is reserved for private groups, romantic getaways." Johnathan took her elbow, guided her up the stairs and opened the front door. The foyer was warm. The old-fashioned sconces cast a yellowish light over the deep color of the hardwood floors. Persian area rugs were scattered about, beautiful chairs with hand stitched tapestry backs were everywhere. Landscapes and portraits lined walls that were paneled in a deep walnut. The effect was warm and cozy and elegant.

Lisa sighed. This was so beautiful! How did Jeff ever find it? And what had gotten into him to set this up? He was good at surprising her but this was by far the most elaborate surprise ever.

Jonathan pointed her towards the bar area. "You're expected in there. Have a wonderful night and I'll see you later."

"Good bye Jonathan. It was very nice meeting you. Thank you."

Johnathan tipped his hat - tipped his hat! - and left her at the entrance to the bar.

There were three couples in the bar, and a single man. She would recognize that broad back, that thick brown hair, anywhere. What she didn't recognize was the tux.

'He wore a tux? He hasn't done that since we got married and he swore it was the last time, ever!'

As she started across towards him, he turned and stood. He watched her walk towards him with love and lust in this eyes. When she reached him, he whistled softly, ran his hand down her arm and then up her back and then pulling her towards him, he held her neck and kissed her - slowly, gently, passionately. He brought his other hand around her and lightly brushed her ass and ran his hand over her hip.

"No panties?", he whispered. "Good girl."

Lisa looked into his eyes and smiled. She thought about giving him grief for that, but decided that tonight was not a night for being prudish. Tonight was going to be the kind of romantic, uninhibited, sexy night that both of them wanted and needed.

"You don't know how good I can be...", she whispered in his ear before licking it gently.