The Gift Pt. 01

This is my first story, I have written it mainly for myself. All editing was done by me, I tried to keep errors to a minimum. I hope you like it.

The Gift Pt 1

I was at the grill when my wife Heather came up behind me, she wrapped her arms around me and asked, "how's my man doing." I turned around and she was standing there in nothing but her stripper heels and crotchless pantyhose, what a vision to behold.

I have always loved women in pantyhose with no panties and these were crotchless, she indulged me frequently, now she didn't wear crotchless pantyhose or her stripper heels to work, they were usually reserved for a night at home or a night out for the two of us.

She looked gorgeous in her Cecilia de Rafael crotchless hose, so shiny and soft. I jokingly said I hope that's not what you wore to work. She said absolutely not, these are reserved for our time together, when I got home and saw you at the grill, I changed just for you.

I asked her if she would tend to the baked potatoes while I finished grilling the steaks. I brought the steaks and put them on the table and fixed us some drinks, we sat down next to each other. I did my best to keep my hands from roaming during dinner, which is never easy or even possible.

I should explain, her behavior that evening was not unusual, even for a Wednesday. I would find her waiting for me dressed like this or similar to this daily, and if I was home first she would either change or strip down to her hose, or some other sexy outfit, or naked. It was always a highpoint of my day.

I guess I should introduce myself. I'm Robert Thomas, my wife is Heather Thomas. Yeah I know, some of you may remember the actress by that name, and she favors her... a lot. To say I married out of my league would be an understatement.

We moved into the area when I was 12, I met Heather at school. Heather lived about a half mile from us, we became friends fast. We lived out in the country and there weren't any other kids our age that lived close, we'd sit out by the pond and just talk about everything.

That's where we were when her mother came and got us, I heard her hollering Heather, Robby, y'all come on in. When we got there I saw mom's car in the driveway, my mom and Heather's mom were in the house. I could tell mom had been crying. She looked at me, she looked so sad, I was scared.

That's the day I learned my dad died, he passed away of a heart attack while he was out of town on business. I spent even more time with heather after that, she told me her mom told her to take care of me. By the time we were in high school we were secretly engaged. We dated exclusively all through high school.

Around that time is when, as a boy, you start thinking about sex. I started to talk to Heather about, well sex. Heather said, yes, I want that too, just as soon as we're married.

Don't get me wrong we made out and maybe a little more, but that was it. We didn't make it to the altar before we made love though, We did make it past our 18th birthday. It happened on the night of our senior prom.

I worked at my Uncle Earl's auto restoration shop in the summers since I was 16, and I hung out around the shop before that. When dad died, Uncle Earl became my father figure. Uncle Earl's shop specialized in classic cars, I got my Mustang from him. He bought it to restore and sell, we did all of the work ourselves, it's the car that he started teaching me how to do paint and body work on. He ended up not selling it, I just ended up with it as a my daily driver. I drove it every day until Heather got out of college then she drove it for a while. It's still runs well, it's in the barn at the house.

Heather went to a university that was about two and a half hours away, she stayed in the girls dorm, we would see each other every weekend and sometimes I would drive over during the week to see her. If I could afford it, I'd get a hotel room there for the weekends. There were a few weekends I didn't make it, but not many.

I was working for my Uncle Earl. During Heather's first year at college my uncle took a nice camper van in on trade for a 66 Corvette, I had keys to the shop, so I'd stay late a lot to work on my 70 Torino project. On Friday night and when Uncle Earl left, I'd pull the tag off my Mustang, stick it on the van and drive it to see Heather. We'd spend the weekend in it, sometimes we would go someplace, like a park or the beach, it was about an hour away. She looks so hot in a bikini, sometimes we wouldn't even leave the van.

I swapped tags for two weekends. On the third weekend I was planning on doing that. Uncle Earl was leaving Friday, he said I'm heading to the house Rob, be sure to lock up, oh and don't swap tags on the van, take the dealer tag, it's in the office. I guess he came by and saw the van was gone and there was no tag on my Mustang. He never sold that van until Heather got her associates degree and came back to town, and we got married. Heather had planned on going back to college but it just never happened. She got a good job for a large company in the office doing billing.

5 years ago Uncle Earl passed away, I think he knew something was wrong, he never said anything to me, but about a year before he passed he started having me help him with day to day office stuff. He told me he wanted to do some traveling and would have me handle the shop while he was gone, he never did get to travel. He left me the business when he passed.

Learning the day to day stuff from him so he could travel is one thing. But My Aunt Bethany, I called her Aunt Bee took care of the payroll, bills, inventory, and tax stuff. Aunt Bee helped me learn everything. I caught on pretty quick, at the time it was just me and two employees, Wendall and Chip. I did alright with the books, but it wasn't my favorite job. I never asked Heather for help, I didn't think it was fair to ask her, she had to do that kind of work all day at work.

Back to the story. We talked about our day at work and other things, normal conversations. One thing did come up, she mentioned that she had been invited out to girls night with her friends from work. Now I'm no idiot, or maybe I am, but I've read enough stories on Literotica to know that bad things happen on "girls night out", but that's all in stories, it never happens in real life, right?

Heather went on to say that her friends at work have been bugging her for a while now about going, it would be just a couple of drinks, some gossip, and then home.

She said that we hardly ever went out on Fridays because of the crowds, and if we had something planned, she just wouldn't go that night. I gotta admit I had a sick feeling, but I trusted her to do the right thing.

What am I supposed to do, tell her no, how about hell no. I couldn't do that, in the 15 years we'd been married, I have had no indication she would stray or wasn't happy. I would still worry about things she had no control over.

I said if you would like to go out with the girls, that would be fine but please be careful, I won't be there to protect you, she said she would.

I asked Heather where they went on Friday nights, she said The Rotten Apple. I said that's a dance club isn't it. Heather said yes, don't worry, I'm not going there to dance. All I said was, please be careful.

We went to bed that night and Heather was in the mood. We laid next to one another on our sides, I had one arm around her with my hand in her blond hair, my other hand was caressing her body from her hips up to her breasts. We were locked in a passionate kiss. Heather had both hands on my cock and was gently stroking it. We eventually broke our embrace and I moved down, she rolled onto her back, and spread her legs. I gave her a gentle kiss and started licking all around, teasing and eventually I ended up teasing her clit with my tongue. Heather's pussy is so pretty, perfectly bare, and the prettiest pink lips.

I go as far as I can and slow down and let her come down slowly, I start to climb up to penetrate her. Heather said Un ah cowboy, I want a ride, get on your back. These were words I loved to hear, I loved it when she was on top. Heather climbed on top of me and slowly started sliding down my shaft, she looked directly at me the whole time. She looked so sexy her lips were slightly parted and she had both hands on her breasts, I had my hands on her pantyhose covered hips. When Heather is on top, well the best way to describe it was the way the women were moving on the slow erotic ride on the mechanical bull in Urban Cowboy. She is so good. To watch the way she moves is intoxicating.

She usually starts with her hands on her breasts, her whole body moves like a wave. It starts in her hips and rolls up through her flat stomach to her breasts. As she picks up the tempo, she leans back with her arms supporting her on the bed, her body still moving in a wave motion except now it is much faster. It is so hard to keep from cumming too soon, I can't slow down, she is in control, plus, the view of her body moving, it is so intense.

If I could close my eyes I would stand a chance, but the site is too beautiful to look away from. She knows what she's doing, when she starts making more noise I know she is getting close. I do all I can until I hear her cry out. I can tell her orgasm is washing through her and I let mine go too. At this point she is convulsing, I try to push up and push my seed in her, Her spasms slow down till it's the last one, She moves forward and lays on top as our tongues dance together. We lay there exhausted, I held her close and told her I love her so much. We fell asleep coupled together.

The way she always responded to me is another reason why I was not too worried about her straying on her girls night, I was her best lover and she was mine, I knew that was true because we were each other's only lovers, I was her first and she was my first. I always thought that was a great gift knowing I was her first, and only lover.

To all the people who think you need to go out and have all kinds of sexual experience, the ones who say, how do you know it's so good if you've never had anybody else? Well I think that is a bunch of bull shit.

Orville Wright was a "virgin" if you will the first time he flew a plane, in fact, there is a first time where somebody did everything first without knowing what the hell they were doing. But then you get the argument of someone more experienced. If you had more experience with others you would be a better judge of your partner and learn from their experience. Well sex has been around for a really long time, I wonder how many books there are out there on having sex. And plus now we have the huge advantage of training films, or porn if you will. So even though we are self taught we have the advantage of all those before us who have written their knowledge in books, as well as those who have recorded themselves for our entertainment, ahh, I meant education.

Little did I know at the time that one of these naysayers was among her friends at girls night out.

Things went along great on her girls night out, she was usually home by 7:00 or 7:30. I would fix dinner late and eat with her when she got home. Everything on Fridays was just like every other weeknight except it happened a little later.

She never seemed any different than any other night, the attention she paid to me went unchanged, she never smelled different, or came home and ran right to the shower. She would still strip down to her pantyhose, (they weren't crotchless though) and her work high heels. I was beginning to believe all those girls' night out stories were bogus, or at least Heather was faithful and strong enough to resist any would-be womanizer.

One Friday night, things changed, 7:30 came and went and Heather still wasn't home. I thought about calling her phone but resisted the urge, I trust her, if she had car trouble or something she would call. I just figured they were having fun and lost track of time.

I began to get that sick feeling in my stomach and I was just about to call at 8:30 when she pulled in the driveway. Other than her being later than normal, Everything seemed fine, Heather didn't go change or strip like she normally did, she just gave me a hug and kiss and sat down at the table,

Heather said, I'm sorry I was late, the girls just kept talking and time just slipped by. I noticed her face seemed different, I couldn't place what, just different. Are you alright Heather? Yes of course, I'm just tired is all. After we cleaned up from dinner, Heather wanted a shower. I told her I would join her, I just needed to get some mig welding wire from the barn.

I stepped into the bathroom, I could see Heather's glorious naked body through the steamy shower glass, she was standing under the water, caressing every inch of her body from her breasts down to her hips. I stripped and stepped in the shower, that's when I noticed she was still wearing her pantyhose. It was going to be a good night.

The weekend went by mostly like normal, I cut the grass, did a few other things around the house and spent the rest of the weekend in the shop under my 67 Mustang.

Heather walked out there a few times to check on me, all she wore was a pair of shiny nude pantyhose and a thin white burnout t-shirt, and red stripper heels I was so glad I put in all the pavement and concrete, you could get from any building on the property on either, concrete or pavement, except the pump house.

She looked so hot walking down to our barn in the sunshine. I had the Mustang on the lift putting Wilwood brakes on her. Working on cars always took my mind off things. Heather was still amorous all weekend and we were having sex on both Saturday and Sunday.

The next week went by normally, I'd rather work in the shop, and I did, but I needed to do paperwork. On Wednesday I relented, I needed to take care of payroll, and my vendor bills. Wendell came into my office while all the damn paperwork was driving me crazy.

Hey Wendell, what can I do for you?

I just wanted to let you know we're getting real low on mask cartridges.

Dammit I meant to order those last week. This office work is driving me crazy.

Why don't you hire someone to do that, ya know we got more work than we have ever had, it's not like it was when Earl hired you.

I pondered that for a second and said Wendell, that is a good idea, maybe we could find someone to take care of the office business, and answer phones.

Maybe even take care of the car sales.

Do You know anybody?

Na I don't know anybody like that, but by the way I see you scratching your head, they better be good with numbers, and somebody you can trust.

Yeah, I'll think about it, I'll order the cartridges today. Do we have enough to get by for a few days, or do I need to get them overnight.

We'll be ok for about a week.

Ok If we run out I can get some from Billy over at TMR Collision.

By the way, Wendell, I'm going to take Heather out to lunch today. If you don't mind watching the shop, I need to spend more time with her.

Sure Rob, say Hi to that pretty wife of yours.

Taking Heather to lunch was something I used to do all the time when I just worked here, I really missed doing it. I was going to start making more time for things like that, Heather comes first.

Later, I told Wendell I'm heading to Lunch, and headed out the door to my truck. Before I made it to my truck, I got intercepted by a customer, looking at a 67 Ford F100, I talked to him, which held me up. He seemed like a serious buyer, so I got Chip to help him.

On the drive over there I had an idea, I wonder if Heather would like to come work at the shop, she has the ability to handle all the book keeping. We could have lunch together every day, I think she could handle the classic car sales. Maybe I'll ask her today.

By the time I got to Heather's office I walked in. The secretary at the front desk, Julie, a cute little redhead, said Heather just left for lunch. I think she's going to The Lunch Box sandwich shop with Tina, you can probably catch them.

By the time I got to The Lunch Box, they were just seated in a booth. I walked over and asked, would you two lovely ladies mind if I joined you for lunch. Tina saw me first I'm pretty sure she said to Heather, your husband is here. Heather jumped up and gave me a hug and a kiss and said how happy she was to see me. They had just ordered Tea, the waitress brought their Tea and took everyones order, and got me tea as well.

I was upset that I didn't get to her office before they left, I was hoping just the two of us could have gone to lunch, I'll let her know in advance next time. We were having a pleasant conversation about little to nothing. I was kinda a third wheel, Tina probably doesn't want to hear about the car we just got in to paint, and I can't really have an open conversation with my wife with Tina there.

We were just about finished eating when Tina brought up girls' night out. Tina said we're so glad Heather finally started going out on girls night with us, we have been trying to get her to go since we started it. Tina then went on to say now if we can get her to dress a little sexier and cut loose a little, she knows we all do it. I've seen how she dresses for you, she can totally rock a mini skirt and those heels she wears, she looks so hot.

Heather cut in, when I dress like that it's for my husband not for work or going out with the girls, all y'all want, oh never mind.

I'm just guessing, but I think Heather was going to say something about the girls dancing and maybe picking up guys. Call me paranoid.

Tina said, oh come on live a little, Rob won't mind if you dress sexy and cut loose a little, right Rob?

All I could come up with was that she's a big girl. I trust her to make wise decisions, as I looked at Heather.

Heather had a flustered look, and said, it's time for us to get back to work. I paid for their lunch and walked Heather and Tina back to their office, Tina went in and Heather and I hugged, kissed and said goodbye.

Those feelings were coming back in my gut as I drove back to the shop, I'm starting to think girls night out may be a blow to our marriage. The more I thought about it, Tina kinda sounded like she may be trying to push Heather in a bad direction, and who knows how many other girls would be doing the same. I'll need to see what I can learn from Heather about her, I only met her in passing before today, that's when we were out one night and Heather was wearing a really short skirt, pantyhose and her stripper heels, that's what Tina was referring to.

And to top it all off, I basically said I didn't care, I can be a dumbass sometimes! I had planned to offer the office job to Heather, but I didn't want to do it with Tina there. If she takes the job that would stop girls night out. But on the other hand she may still go, I think I'll hold off on offering her the job and see what happens.

I must have been in a daze going back to work, when I walked in the door, Wendell must have known something was wrong,

What's wrong Rob.

Nothing, Just deep in thought, a few months ago Heather started going to girls night out with some of the girls, one of the girls was at lunch with us, She brought up how happy they were that Heather joined them, then she went on about how they were trying to get Heather to dress sexy on Friday, she says they all do. Heather rebuffed her, and she started to say something, but she stopped and said never mind... And get this, the other girl says, oh come on Heather, Rob won't mind if Heather dresses sexy on Friday, would you Rob.

What did you say?

All I could say, I trust Heather, she makes her own decisions.

You probably ought to keep an eye on things, I never heard of anything good coming from girls night out.

Yeah I know.

I can't imagine Heather doing something, man she's totally in love with you Rob.

I hope you're right Wendell.

The rest of the day at work I took care of paperwork trying to catch up. My main concern was, I wanted to make sure my guys got paid. Second was suppliers, they had to get paid. We had plenty of money coming in, I just needed to make sure everything was right. Oh yea ordering supplies, I already dropped the ball on that one.

I stopped on the way home and got Chinese takeout. Heather and I got home at the same time, we said our greetings and went inside. I put the food down on the counter, and she went to change. We sat down to eat and Heather brought up the subject of Tina right away.

She said she and a couple of the other girls were trying to get her to cut loose a little, dress up, a few of the girls including me left early, the others were always trying to get us to stay and dance and drink a little more.

Last week was the first time I stayed later, and honestly honey I was just talking, I didn't realize it had gotten that late. Tina wanted me to stay and dance, she kept telling me how much fun I'd have if I'd dance a little.

While we were talking a guy came up to me and asked me to dance, I didn't know what to do so I just said I was about to leave, I turned, told Tina I'd see her Monday and headed for the door. I'm so sorry I was late.

I asked Heather to tell me more about Tina.

She works in the shipping department....

No Heather is she married?

She's... Well no, she's divorced.

Do you know why she was divorced?

No, not really, I've heard her say her husband cheated on her, but I don't know how true that is. I met her ex husband once when they were still married, he seemed like a nice guy, there seems to be mixed ideas at work depending on who you talk to.

What about the other girls, are they married?

All of the girls that usually leave early were married, Of the ones that stay three are married, and 4 are single.

Heather, you need to be careful around Tina, I don't think she has your best interests in mind.

Don't worry about Tina, she's not as bad as she seems.

We had a good night, I wasn't really in the mood, but Heather made sure I rose to the occasion. I ended up being in the mood, Heather had my cock in her mouth and it felt so good, I put her on her back and went down on her, when she was ready I eased up over her and rubbed my cock up and down her slit, she was very wet I started to ease my cock in slowly she was breathing hard saying yes. yes. please give it to me I eventually was buried in her pretty shaved pussy as I looked in her eyes, she just said, fuck me, I pumped her for at least 2 orgasm, before I unloaded in her pussy. I kissed her as I lay on top of her until I got soft, I rolled off her and we got cleaned up.

I held her while she went to sleep. I started thinking, if I offer her the job, it should get her away from the bad influences at her job, but she may still want to go. I finally decided I was going to offer her the job tomorrow night at dinner. I fell asleep feeling better.

Thursday night after dinner before I could ask her if she wanted to go to work as my office manager, Heather asked me what I thought about her dressing UP a little more for Friday nights?

I asked Heather by dressing up, I'm guessing that you meant sexier?

Heather blushed and nodded her head yes.

The decision is up to you, you know I think your very sexy and I enjoy it when we go out and your dressed sexy, I have seen you turn a number of heads but I have always been there to protect you, the choice is yours to make, but I caution you to be careful not to let some slick talker between your legs. Don't give my gift away.

Honey, That belongs to you, you don't need to worry about that.

That's all I could say, maybe I should have just said no, but she obviously wanted to do this or she wouldn't have asked. If I said no don't do it, she could resent me for it, and if Tina found out they may have done more damage running me down. I'd become the overbearing, controlling husband.

After dinner I called Wendell to make sure he was going to be at the shop on time to open at 8am, as I was going to be late. I was going to be at home to see what she would wear.

The next morning I got up at my normal time, got dressed, and went and made coffee and waited, I heard the shower and knew she would be out soon.

When she came in the room she was a vision, there was a place in the living room in line with the hallway where you could see straight down the hall, she had on black leather pumps, and tan pantyhose, They were very shiny I was pretty positive there were Wolford Neon 40. I was hoping they weren't crotchless, I had never seen her wear those to work before. She had on, a mini skirt that was close to being too short for work, but it looked great on her coming down the hall, a purple pattern blouse that was pretty sheer but she had a camisole under it, her makeup was perfect as usual.

I see you decided to dress sexier for tonight, I emphasized sexier. I had startled her, I'm sure she expected I would be gone, I was usually gone when she left for work so she was surprised to see me still home.

What are you doing here, you scared me, you're always gone when I leave.

I was curious what you would wear today, I can give up an hour at work to get a glimpse of you, you look gorgeous.

You're too much.

How about we take the day off and go back to bed?

You know we can't do that, besides you'd go crazy here all day worrying about the shop, and I know you're way behind on your work.

I gave her a kiss on the cheek, told her to please be careful and I love her. I went to my truck and headed for work. I was not looking forward to today, I know she'll probably get pushed more tonight, they got her dressing sexier now they'll probably try to get her to go even further. She'll surely draw more attention from the men.

I didn't know what to do, if I just shut her down, it'll make me look bad and she'll resent me, Tina and her bunch will run me down and that will make her resent me more. Of course not shutting her down could end up with her in some motel bed with her legs spread getting fucked, could I live with that? Hell I may never know, just suspect, could I even live with that?

It was a long day at work, I have been spending more time in the shop, and in the paint booth, it occupied my time better and kept my mind off my problems. Trouble was, paperwork was getting behind again, we're getting too busy to neglect it. We've got six employees now not counting me. I really needed to hire an office manager, I had the idea of Heather, but I have to put that on hold for now.

I did decide to call Heather at work to see if she was going to girls night, of course she said yes unless I had something planned, I just told her I was going to stay late to catch up on paperwork if she was still going to her girls night, and I would be home by 7:30 or 8:00 with pizza for dinner. I had hoped she would come home, but I really didn't expect her to, considering she had dressed up for it today.

I had enough paperwork for a while, but I started shooting the GTO, I was done painting, by 4:00pm, I had done as much as I could on the GTO I was working on. It was going to have to wait until Monday. I once again started on my office work, boy it got backed up quick. I did the best I could and tried to keep my mind on the job but the later it got, the more my mind wandered to what she may be doing.

I ordered a Pizza to be picked up at 7:15, it wasn't ready until 7:27, I called the house line to tell her I was running late hoping that she was home, no answer, I called Heathers cell phone but it went to voicemail, I pulled in the driveway at 8:10pm her car wasn't in the garage and the house was dark. I took the Pizza inside, set it down, grabbed a bottle of 15 year old single malt scotch and poured some in a glass, neat, and waited.

I think it was 3 glasses of scotch, and 4 slices of pizza, or about 10:20, she pulled into the garage.

The first thing out of her mouth when she came through the door was, I'm sorry.

I looked at her with a blank face and said, for what?

They wouldn't let me leave, the time just slipped by, Tina and Rebecca kept trying to get me to dance, I didn't really want to but they kept pestering me, telling me how much fun I'd have. I had turned down several offers to dance. Someone asked me again and I said yes to appease them. I told him, I need to get home but I'll dance one dance, then I have to go. It was a fast song, I went on the floor, and danced with him, and when it was over I headed for the door and got here as fast as I could. I just didn't realize how late it had got, I'm sorry

Still with a blank face I said, "anything else you're sorry for?" That pissed Heather off.

What do you mean anything else, what do you think I'm out fucking other guys. I'm just late, I did not.

I cut her off and said I don't want to hear it. I stood up, and just said I'm going to bed, turned and went to the bedroom.

I just lay there wondering if she was telling the truth, it seemed likely, she looked the same, didn't smell any different, wasn't drunk, I guess I blew the chance to see if she would run up to take a shower.

Heather must be telling the truth, I've read the stories on Literotica, I'm an expert. Wait a minute, maybe she's read those damn stories and knows the cheaters playbook as good or better than me? Maybe she knows tricks I haven't read about?

I'm going to go crazy, I love her, I don't know what I'd do without her, but I can't keep living like this, girls night out is going to destroy me.

A good while later I heard her come into the bedroom, I just laid there pretending to be asleep. I could see her in the mirror, I watched her undress, her body is as glorious as ever, when she slides her skirt down, I can see she's not wearing panties, that's not surprising, I can't remember the last time she wore panties with pantyhose, the good news is I can tell there not crotchless. That's a good thing. I also haven't seen any marks on her body. She did take a shower but that wasn't unusual, or maybe I'm just in denial.

When Heather got in bed, my back was to her, she put her arm around me and she softly said, "I'm sorry I was late, I promise I didn't do anything tonight."

When she said tonight my eyes shot wide open, what did that mean, was she planning to, or did she already do something, just not tonight. I couldn't sleep, I thought about checking her pantyhose after she went to sleep for signs of infidelity, but I didn't. I don't know what time I got to sleep.

I woke up late, about 9am. When I went into the bathroom her pantyhose were laying in her hosiery bag, I started to grab them to check, but decided against it, I guess I didn't want to know.

I found Heather doing laundry, I came up behind her and kissed her neck and said, "I'm sorry I questioned you last night." Heather turned around and kissed me on the lips.

I'm sorry too, honestly, I didn't do anything.

After that, the rest of the day went as usual, I cut the grass and went and looked at a 69 Plymouth Roadrunner that Wendell found, I was lax about my duties at the shop. I used to hunt for cars all the time. The car was in pretty decent shape, sheet metal was straight and rust free, I gave the lady more than she was asking for, she didn't realize what a 426 Hemi did to the value. It was her husband's car and he had passed away, apparently my uncle tried to buy the car from him some time ago. She was happy to take a check, so I swung by the shop to get the rollback and go get the car.

The one thing that went through my mind all day was when Heather said "tonight", what did that mean? Was she planning something, did she already do something, or was it just something she said, just referring to "tonight".

I got back to the house, walked in the Kitchen door.

I walked to the living room and saw Heather laying by the pool. She had on one of her Wicked Weasel bikinis, it was an aqua green bikini, very minimal coverage in front and just string in back. It was somewhat transparent when dry and really see thru when wet.

Now that I think about it, I noticed that she seemed to have some exhibitionist tendencies. I first noticed them when she was in college. When we go to the beach she'd wear that thong bikini made by Wicked Weasel, granted the beach was not very busy. We haven't gone to the beach much since we got the boat, and she'd wear skimpy bikinis on the boat even when we had other people with us.

I honestly didn't mind, hell she had the body for it and I was proud of her. Then I thought, maybe she wasn't doing anything, maybe she just liked showing off.

The phone rang before I stepped out by the pool. I could hear her talking on the phone;

I listened to her side of the conversation.

Yeah, I had fun, do you think my skirt was too short?

Yes, I did seem to draw more attention didn't I.

That's not what I'm looking for, I like to show off a little, but I save myself for Rob

Things between Rob and I are fine.

I said I don't need to try someone new, I told you Rob is all I need.

Rob is plenty big.

Why do you say having sex with another guy will make sex with Rob better?

Tina, I don't need you to introduce me to any guys.

Alright, I'll think about it, I have to go, goodbye.

Then she hung up.

I can't believe this, it's pretty obvious what she's thinking about. I guess I know about the meaning of tonight, she was obviously "thinking about it."

I just went in my den, turned on the tv and sat and watched nothing wishing I was someone else.

Heather came in, she was still in her bikini.

When did you get home?

Just a while ago.

Didn't you see me by the pool?

I did, I just didn't feel too good, which was the truth.

She looked so hot in that little bikini though. I really hoped and prayed she didn't share anything other than letting people get looks at her. I just sat there in my recliner and watched tv and dozed all day.

Heather woke me up, said she had made dinner. I said I'm still not feeling too good. I got up for dinner, but I didn't eat much. Heather, I think I'm going to get some rest, I can't miss work or we'll get even further behind at the shop. Heather wanted to know if there was anything she could do for me, I told her no, I think I just need some sleep. That was about 6pm, I lay in bed and ran all sorts of scenarios through my head about what she was doing if anything, what was this going to do to our marriage, is there some way I can fix this. I never woke up when she came to bed.

I got up early Sunday morning, I made a decision I was going to do all I can do to let her know how much I love her. Heather was going to make the decision on what she did, I didn't think intervening would help, it would probably just delay the inevitable. But I'm going to make damn sure she knows how much I love her.

I got the coffee going and started cooking some sausage links and pancakes on the griddle on the back porch. I was tending the griddle when I heard the door open, she stepped out, completely naked. She came up and hugged me from behind.

Good morning, sexy.

Good morning, I wasn't expecting breakfast.

I thought you might enjoy it.

I'll go get dressed.

I heard the door close as she went back in to get dressed, then heard her come back out just a couple minutes later.

Is it ready?

I turned around as I said almost, she was wearing a pair of white 6 inch stripper heels, and that was it. God you're beautiful was all I could say, she just smiled.

We ate breakfast and had a good time talking.

You're starting to remind me of the days when you were in college, you seemed to really turn into an exhibitionist back then.

I remember those days, like the day we went to that beach and I stripped naked to get some sun.

I know, honestly your bikini didn't cover much in the first place.

You freaked when that old man saw me lying there nude, the look on both your faces was hilarious.

I'm sure you made his day, I bet he still remembers that.

Let me get the dishes since you cooked.

That's ok I'll get them.

I'll at least help.

We got everything done, and I asked Heather

Hun, did you get the mail yesterday, I forgot to get it when I came back.

No.

I'm gonna run up and get the mail. I'll be right back.

Hold on a minute I'll go with you.

Ok, I'll be on the porch waiting for you. A minute later she came out the front door, still just wearing her heels.

Ahhhh, hun, you think maybe, she cut me off.

Don't worry about it, I'll be fine.

We walked down our long driveway, The drive was wooded till you got closer to the main road, then it opened up for about 100ft, but it didn't have much traffic. I lagged behind for a minute to watch her tan body move, she is gorgeous, we had just gotten to the clearing and I heard a car coming.

Heather I can hear a car coming. She never changed pace or direction, just kept walking.

You see that truck coming Heather? Nothing changed, it's closer now.

Do. you see the truck coming?

Yes dear.

She kept walking. She's like 10ft from the road when a pickup that was slowing with two young men drove by with their mouths wide open. Heather never missed a beat, walked right to the box and got the mail, turned around and smiled at me as she started walking back.

All I could say is damn you are so fucking HOT, she just kept walking and said, well let's go cool off in the pool. We got back to the house, I already had shorts on. Heather said, Wait on the deck, I'll be out in a minute.

She came out of the house, she still had her heels on, she walked right past me to the pool steps. Heather turned around and posed, she looked me right in the eye with this seductive look on her face. I just sat there and took it all in.

She had on a white Wicked Weasel thong bikini, it had blue, with a like a shiny gold foil print around the edges, inside was sheer white, everything could be seen, both her breasts were visible, the bottom was the same way.

She then turned around and bent over at the waist keeping her legs straight and unbuckled her heels, you could see her shaved pussy even better, and that gorgeous ass, she took off her shoes. Then walked slowly down the steps into the pool, she walked toward the deep end as her body slowly got deeper as she walked.

When she got to her neck she swam to the other end and swam back to where she could stand, and while looking me right in the eyes, she slowly started walking back as her body slowly raised out of the water as she walked. Her breasts slowly came into view, the white fabric looked almost non existent, the water dripping off her. She was still looking at me as she was walking, her flat stomach almost all the way out of the water now. Her bottoms started to come into view just about when she got to the steps, her bottoms came fully into view as she steps on the first step, she's still looking in my eyes as she continues up the stairs, water dripping off her as she gets all the way out of the pool. She may as well be naked, but somehow the bikini is like an erotic decoration.

She walks up to where I'm sitting with a huge hard on, she stops with her legs spread, she has a foot on each side of my legs. My head is slightly below her breasts as I slowly gaze up her legs to her beautiful wet mound up her flat stomach then to her breasts with those hard nipples showing through and up until I'm finally looking into her blue eyes.

With that same erotic expression on her face. She takes my hands and guides me to stand up, she puts her hands in my waistband and slides my shorts down my legs. She takes my hand and leads me to the pool, I follow her down the steps, she stops me on the top step as she continues down into the pool. She guides me on the step I'm on until I'm standing on the bench that you can sit on in the pool. She releases my hand and places both hands flat on my thighs. She Lightly pushes my legs encouraging me to sit. Once I'm seated on the edge of the pool, she slowly moves towards me, she reaches up and places both hands on my shoulders and moves in until our lips are almost touching. She kisses me, I feel her tongue in my mouth dancing with mine, It lasts for a while but feels like only seconds, it leaves me lightheaded.

She's looking in my eyes as she slowly lowers herself down in the water, I see her magnificent breasts disappear below the water, her eyes are still locked with mine she has continued down her head is now just below my rock hard cock. She stays there for a few seconds, her eyes never leaving mine, she slowly starts to raise up, her hands are on my thighs again as she starts to slowly open her mouth, her lips are getting closer to my throbbing cock. Still not breaking eye contact, she continues as her mouth is almost touching my cock, I feel her lips close around my shaft, this is the first time eye contact is broken as I close my eyes as I feel the warmth of her mouth on my cock. I open my eyes to see her still staring back into mine as she slowly lowers her lips down my shaft, the ecstasy I'm feeling is unbelievable.

She is slowly working my cock with her mouth, her eyes still on mine. I know I won't be able to last long, but I will hold out as long as I can to continue to enjoy what she is doing to me. Her eyes are still piercing mine, as she goes up and down my cock, she's starting to go faster a little at a time as she watches for signs of my release. It won't be long now, I want it to last forever, she's teasing me with her eyes and going faster on my cock. I can feel it coming, she knows it too.

Please let this last just a little longer. She has found a tempo, she knows what's coming soon. She is still staring in my eyes as she senses my release and goes as deep as she can as my cock pulses jets of cum down her throat. I wanted it to last longer but the release is exquisite, she's still looking in my eyes as she slowly glides her lips up my cock as she swallows the last of my cum.

My cock is now out of her mouth and she is standing as she takes both my hands and gently pulls me towards her as she eases back into the water, our hands release and go around each other's bodies and just hold each other in the cool water.

She says I love you, this is the first thing she said since she told me to wait on the deck. I said Heather, you have no idea how much I love you. She smiled and we kissed.

We spent a long time in the pool just holding each other, we eventually ended up talking, we talked a lot about her mailbox walk, she has dressed pretty sexy, slutty might be a better word with me going out, and she's wore those wicked weasel suits at the beach, on the boat, even at hotel pools. I asked where all that came from?

I don't know, I guess my roommate in college talked me into dressing sexy. We wore mini skirts everywhere, we even went to the library like that, We used to drive down to the beach. You know, that beach you and I went to?

Yeah, I remember that, I'll never forget it.

Do you remember that picture of me and my roommate in college in the bikini.

Yeah, I remember that, I never met her, but you gave me a couple of pictures of the two of you in the thong bikinis. She was almost as pretty as you, I remember you wrote on the back, She's NOT for you. I didn't even know her name.

I never said it but I always worried who took those pictures, I was afraid someone was trying to steal my gift... As long as we're talking about it, who took those pictures?

Believe it or not it was some guy on the beach, we just went and asked him if he would mind taking a couple of pictures of us, it was pretty funny, I was nervous, but the guy that took the pictures was really nervous, He was almost 19, when he handed the camera back, he said thank you so much, we should have been thanking him.

How did you know how old he was?

Well I wasn't going to tell you this, but Suzy, that was my roommates name, asked him, he said "almost 19," Suzy asked can you prove it, he said I have my license. Suzy verified he was "almost 19" she said ok Heath, I got a deal for you, if you'll take a few more pictures, I'll give you copies of the pictures, you can even tell us how to pose.

He was nice, very respectful, he said are you serious, Suzy said yes we're serious, he said okay if you're sure it's alright. He took some in our bikinis, Then Suzy cupped her Breasts and looked right at him and said do you want to see them? I thought he was going to faint, he just stuttered, yy yes please.

Suzy untied the tie around her neck, I didn't move, Suzy looked at me and said, come on take it off, I figured why not I started to untie my top, next thing I know we're standing there posing topless, he took several shots and then I see Suzy start to pull her bottoms down, I went this far, why not, next thing you know we're both naked posing together and alone, he even got us with our legs spread, even closeups, it made me want you so bad.

I was speechless.

I took a picture of Suzy naked posing with Heath and Suzy took one of me Posing naked with him. He was from Tallahassee, he was studying computer science I think.

We ended up going to CVS to get prints. He followed us, Suzy knew the guy that worked there and He took a picture of us both with him in our daisy dukes and wicked weasel tops. We took one regular picture and then we both pulled one side of our tops to the side so you could see our nipples. We even got the pictures for free, Suzy told the clerk he could keep a set for himself, so he gave us 3 sets of prints. Once we got done with that we went to lunch next door. The first thing Suzy said was, Heath, your a very nice young man, and you gonna make some young woman very happy, It's not me, I'm.... well I'm not available, Heather is engaged, I want to help you out a little, lets go to the DQ and we'll have lunch.

I told Suzy I needed to make a call and I called you. I was so horny after being out on that beach naked, I had to hear your voice, you might remember I talked you into driving up there one night, it was the night you fucked me on the beach?

Yeah. let me guess that's when the pictures were taken?

Yep!

So I guess I know where you got your exhibitionist streak. I really would like to see those pictures.

I still have them, they're in a shoe box in the closet.

Did you ever see Heath again?

I did, he seemed like he had more confidence.

What did y'all do with him at lunch.

Suzy just talked to him and gave him some pointers. You could tell he was raised right and taught to respect women, but he was beyond shy.

Do you still talk to Suzy?

No, she stayed the full 4 years, I heard she went out to Texas or something after that. We were planning on rooming together again. I lost touch with her shortly after we got married.

We had been talking a while, we had both moved to a lounge chair on the deck, she was laying with me while I held her. I said Heather, what we, actually you did in the pool was incredible, I don't see how you did that without planning it out, your every move, touch and look was absolutely incredible, It was one of the most sensual and erotic thing I've ever been involved in, but I have a problem, I have been thinking how can I ever repay you for what you did?

Rob, first you were right the first time, we did it, I couldn't have done it without you, Second, I did do it for you, but I also did it for me, it made me feel; sensual and erotic, and it was spontaneous, no planning.

Heather, you are amazing.

So are you Rob.

We stayed on the lounge chair for a while, then went and took a shower together. I took my time and washed every square inch of her body, and she did mine.

When we were done washing each other. I soaped up my cock, and turned her around and laid my cock between her cheeks. I then reached around her and placed my palm over her mound, as I rubbed my cock on her ass, I used my left hand to cup her breast. I started out rubbing her mound very slowly. I had her pulled tight against my body as I felt my cock sliding between her cheeks, her head was laid back on my shoulder and I could hear soft moans in my ear.

I let one finger slide in between her pussy lips and let it slide up and down. She has started gyrating her hips against me as I pull her tight against me. I part my index and middle finger and gently place them on each side of her nipple and squeeze ever so lightly.

She's still gyrating her hips, and her moans become more intense, my cock feels so good sliding in between her cheeks. My finger slides a little deeper in her slit as I apply a little pressure on her clit, that intensifies her moans, and her gyrations seem more intense.

I put a little more pressure on her nipple, her moans are getting more intense, as her breathing increases. I simultaneously increase pressure on her nipple and clit, while pressing my finger deeper in her pussy. She is pressing against me so hard and my cock feels so good in her ass crack.

Her breathing quickens yet again, I start whispering in her ear asking if she's ready to cum for me. I reach out with my tongue and lick her behind the ear, my finger is moving faster in her pussy as I start pushing another in to join it. I start rubbing the ball of my finger on her clit applying even more pressure. My finger squeezed her nipple harder as I licked her again behind the ear. I ask her again if she's ready to cum. she gasps yes, she is gyrating more as my soapy cock slides in her crack, I speed up my stimulation on her clit and pussy.

I now have two fingers in her pussy, she is trembling. I tell her to cum for me and lick her ear, as she moans louder, I feel her spasm, she is breathing faster yet. She starts repeating oh yes oh yes, I feel her shake more as I feel I'm supporting more of her weight, I lick behind her ear again, her breathing and gyrations are slowing down, she still moaning, I reduce my speed and pressure slowly, Her moans are turning into more of mmmmmm, I whisper I love you in her ear. She has stopped gyrating and we are kinda swaying.

I slowly remove my fingers out to where I'm cupping her mound like when we started. I can see the corner of her lips turned up into a satisfied smile. I remove my hand from your breast, and wrap my arm all the way around her and just hold her tight, I hear you say I love you.

I help her out of the shower and sit her in the vanity chair, I get a fresh towel and dry her body as gently as I can, she looks sexy sitting there, her legs are spread enough for me to lean down and give her a lingering kiss on her pussy, I flick my tongue on her clit, I feel her shudder when I do it.

I pick her up and gently carry her to the bed and place her on it. I cover her up, and dry myself and clean up the bathroom, shut off the lights, I climb into bed and snuggle up to her and wrap my arm around and cup her mound, as we both fall asleep.

I got up early Monday, I left her a note, I said I really enjoyed reconnecting with you and learning more about you. I love you. I laid the note on her night stand, kissed her on the cheek and headed downstairs, I made my coffee and headed in. I was at the shop before 7am and started to plan the week and catch up as much as I could.

Wendell came in at 7:30am.

You're here early, How was your weekend Wendell?

Pretty good, how about you?

Sunday was the best day I've spent with Heather in a long time.

But Saturday I heard part of her phone conversation and I didn't like what I heard. I don't think she has done anything, but I believe she may be getting bad advice from some of her friends at work. Wendell, I don't know what I'm going to do. I don't think she's doing anything at work, she doesn't leave early or get home late, except on those damn girls' nights. She doesn't really have time at lunch. But I know all week, I'll wonder if I'll still have my wife on Saturday morning, I wonder if I'll still have the gift.

The gift, what gift?

I started to explain it. It's just.... never mind.

I said the Roadrunner is in the back storage building, it looks good, you didn't tell me it had a Hemi.

Yeah, I thought you'd like that, your Uncle tried to buy it before.

The week went by like normal, on Tuesday night I told Heather I would take her to lunch on Wednesday, hopefully that would allow us to be just the two of us. I really enjoy spending time with her, I hope she feels the same. As much as I seemed to catch up at work, we kept getting new business.

On Wednesday, I met Heather and we walked down to the Lunch Box, we had a good time, the cotton crotch panel impeded my progress in her pretty little pussy, but we both still enjoyed it. I walked her back and returned to work

One thing that took my mind off my problems that week was a girl brought in a 69 Trans Am on Thursday. She wanted it restored, it was a very straight car but the paint was dead and the interior was badly worn out. I gave her a rundown of what we would do and gave her an estimate, it wasn't really that bad, aside from the interior we shouldn't need too many parts.

She was as hot as Heather, long blonde hair, well defined body, probably about my age, what really caught my eye was the Daisy Dukes she had on, she even had on some wedge heels instead of sneakers, you could see a little of the bottom of her ass cheeks out the bottom of her shorts and thru a little hole in the back just between the back pocket and the back seam, the only thing that would have made it better was if she had on some shiny pantyhose.

Yeah, I know, some people don't get it, I Just think they're sexy. I like that you can see through them, the way they shine, and the feel of them on Heather. Anyway, I asked, like a dumbass, if it was her boyfriend's car because she didn't have a ring on. She said no, it WAS my ex husband's car. I thought, wow, how many marriages end in divorce.

As I was answering questions about what all we would do to the car and checking her out, hey, just because I'm on a diet doesn't mean I can't read a menu. She was happy with what I told her we would do, and she agreed to let us do the restoration. I was only too happy to give her a ride home when she asked.

While we were driving back she told me about her divorce, she ended up with the 69 Trans Am, and another car, the house was already hers before she got married. We pulled up to a red light next to a classic, It was Candy Apple Red 70 Chevelle, I heard Susan say.

Look at that Chevelle, that's a good looking car.

Yeah, that's my paint job on that car. We were stopped beside it at a red light and she was looking at the car, she looked at me.

You painted that car?

Sure did,

She said, I made the right choice.

That made me smile. The light turned green and I took off,

Ohh shoot, you need to turn left back there, go up there and make a U turn, go back to the light and turn right.

I made a U-turn and said,

So it sounds like you're a real car girl?

Oh yeah I am, turn left here I'm the third house on the right. You got a minute?

Yeah, I got to get back to the shop though.

This won't take a minute, come on.

She punched the code on the garage door, and when it opened there was a classic white Porsche 911.

Holy shit.

See I told you I'm a car girl, I just nodded uh huh as I drooled over her car,

I have always wanted one of these.

It's a 1975 911 turbo, actually it was designated 930 she proudly proclaimed.

That was the first year of the turbo I said. You definitely got the right cars out of the deal, I'm glad it worked out for you.

Yeah and they're paid for, the ex got his Mercedes S63, but he couldn't make the payments, now he's got a used Nissan. He bought the 69 and this one after we were married, I had to give him the money, I wouldn't let him get them unless it was my name on the title.

I gotta say, you got some incredible stories, and a couple of damn nice cars. I really need to get back, thanks for showing me your Porsche, I'll keep you up to date on your Pontiac. See you later, and thank you Ms Banks.

Thank you, I'm looking forward to seeing it finished.

Driving back to the shop I thought, besides being damn good looking, she was a car girl too.

Friday finally came, I didn't stay to see what she was wearing, it didn't matter, I'd see it when she got home. Fridays were the worst day of the week for me worrying what she was doing and wondering if I'd have a marriage the next day.

Wendall and I got there at the same time, Wendall asked how I was doing.

I'll let you know Monday, that's all that was said.

The day dragged on, I did my best to keep my mind on my work.

I called Heather around 4 and told her I was going to stay and work late unless she wasn't going to girls night out, she said yes, I guess I'll go. I asked Heather what she would like me to pick up for dinner. Heather said, hmmm, don't worry about it, I'll get something while I'm out. I'm thinking this sounds like a step in the wrong direction. I simply said That's fine, I'll get something out as well, look I gotta go. I'll be home by 8 or 8:30, I love you, see you at home. I hung up the phone and thought, it may stop being a "home" and simply become a house.

I don't know why I called Heather, I was hoping she would come home last week, but she damn sure didn't, why would this week be any different. I thought again about the gift, when I got it I never thought it could be taken away from me. Now I wasn't so sure.

The last thing I did was to start taking the old interior out of the Trans Am, at around 7pm, I decided I wanted to make sure I was home when Heather got there. I locked up and headed home, I picked up a burger and fries on the way home. I settled in my recliner and ate my fast food dinner and watched tv, and the clock. I heard the garage door open around 8:25pm, Heather was home earlier than I expected. When she came in the door, I was happy to see her, she was wearing a flared mini skirt, it didn't take much for her to show everything, just a little breeze.

I gave her a hug and kissed her while reaching around and pulling her skirt up and caressing her nylon covered ass. How was your night Hun? I could tell she didn't have her crotchless hose on, and they didn't seem wet. Heather said she had a good time, I hope you didn't worry.

Heather, I do worry about you, when I'm not there I can't protect you. I know you get a lot of attention no matter how you dress and you should, you are a beautiful woman. Just please be careful, I don't want to lose you.

You have nothing to worry about, I'm never going to leave you.

Saturday was a beautiful day, I told Heather to put her bikini on and we'll take the boat out. It was just the two of us, we have a 2004 Cigarette 39' Top Gun, with offset Mercury Racing 700 hp engines. It's a lot of fun, it's the only time I gave somebody money on a trade.

Heather came out while I was hooking up the boat. She had on a one piece swimsuit, and a pair of Daisy Dukes. It was not your ordinary one piece. It was a Wicked Weasel Mega Mesh, kinda like fishnet but thicker, her nipples stuck through the holes. We got to the boat ramp and it was busier than usual. I usually went during the week when it was slow, but haven't lately because we have been so busy at the shop.

We got out to get the boat ready to launch, she put her bag and some drinks on the boat while I checked everything and got it ready to launch. This was our usual routine, I backed the boat down the ramp to the water, I got in the boat and Heather backed it in the water to float the boat. Heather then went to park the truck and trailer.

She never put a shirt on, just in that mesh swimsuit and her shorts that were close to a thong. She was walking back to the boat and everybody was looking, I just thought every guy there wishes he was me. As soon as she got on the bow of the boat, she peeled down her shorts and walked down the length of the boat carrying her shorts and climbed in the cockpit while still at the boat ramp.

I said I bet you got a few looks walking back to the boat.

Smiling, Heather said I even got a couple of offers for boat rides.

We went to a sand bar and anchored in shallow water. It was a beautiful day, the water was nice. We swam, played around, and made out in the water for a while. We left the sand bar and had a late lunch at a restaurant on the water. She did put a t-shirt and her shorts on for that. It was a good day on the water. I basically forgot Friday night.

I cut the grass Sunday, since we spent Saturday on the water. Sunday afternoon I finished the Wilwood brake job on the Mustang.

When I got to work on Monday. Wendall was there as usual, he and Chip, had been coming early quite a bit lately, they asked how everything was going

I said we took the boat out, other than that just the same ole same ole. I worked in the shop till noon and then did office work. headed home at about 5:30.

I walked in the house and saw Heather, all she had on was a sheer blouse, a pair of pantyhose, I said, hi hun, how was your day, she didn't look happy. Heather said it was just another day at work, how are you?

About the same.

Something didn't seem right but I had no idea what was wrong. I said to Heather, you know I love you more than anything else in the world and I will till the end of time. I saw a tear in her eye and she hugged me tight, I said, talk to me hun, tell me whats wrong. She said it was nothing, just a long day. We just stood there holding each other. I loved the feel of her body against mine. I said, why don't we go out for dinner, how about Italian, I'll jump in the shower and be ready in a few, you're already dressed, and we'll head out.

Heather said that sounds great but I don't think what I'm wearing will pass the dress code.

I said you look great, (at the time, she was wearing shiny nude pantyhose and a sheer unbuttoned blouse.) She just grinned and turned to go get dressed. I went and showered. We were ready to leave shortly, she had on pantyhose, short skirt, her high heel sandals and a sheer blouse, oh yeah, no bra, it wasn't too obvious, kinda classy if you ask me.

We drove along in silence, I wish I knew what she was thinking.

We had a great dinner, by the way, I found out at dinner that she changed her pantyhose, they were crotchless. I sat next to her and had my hand on and in her all through dinner, I even managed to give her an orgasm in the restaurant.

After dinner we walked down by the river. We sat on a bench for a while, both lost in our thoughts, Heather turned and looked me right in the eyes, she said,

Rob, have you ever been with anyone besides me?

I thought where in the hell did that come from. I looked in her eyes as I said.

No Heather, you are the only woman I have ever been with.

I think I saw some relief in her eyes. I said it with as much honesty as I could because it is the truth.

What about you Heather, have you ever been with anyone else?

Heather was looking at the water, she glanced at me and just said "no", and looked away.

I was hoping for a more committed answer. We drove home in silence, at about the halfway point, she leaned over, unzipped my pants, pulled out my cock and gave me a world class blowjob. It was all I could do to keep it on the road, she kept sucking until I shot my load right down her throat. That was a pleasant surprise. We did go home and made love again, it was warm and passionate. I got up the next morning refreshed, But I had no idea what was going on.

Tuesday at work Chip and Wendell were there when I got there at 8:00. I was going over the schedule for the rest of the week, Wendell came in the office and said

How you doing this morning?

I've been better. We went to dinner Monday night, after dinner she asked me if I had ever been with someone else.

Wendell said sheeze, why'd she ask you that?

I don't know.

I asked her the same question, she just said no, but she wouldn't look me in the eyes when she said it.

Well Rob you let me know if you need anything man, anything at all.

Alright Wendell, I appreciate it, you've always been good to me.

I hate to jump right into business, but I got a couple of things I want to talk to you about.

Ok, shoot

Well first, did you get those cartridges ordered?

Yep, should be here tomorrow.

Also I been thinking we could use another man around here

I agree, I said, I don't suppose you could recommend anybody?

I might know someone for the shop if you want to talk to him? I know he's a car guy.

Yeah, that'll be great, have him come in one day.

Have you ever found anyone for the office stuff?

I Don't know Wendell, I should know something soon, but I'm not sure about the one I had in mind.

So the search continues.

Yeah, That's the hardest one, I need to find someone I can trust. I didn't say it, but I was thinking that was true in more ways than one.

I know, but you're running yourself into the ground, You Ain't no office guy Rob.

That night I got home, Heather was in shorts and a shirt, no pantyhose, that was really unusual. If she wasn't running around the house in pantyhose, she was naked or in a bikini, almost always in heels. We didn't do anything, didn't cuddle in bed, nothing, I didn't even get a kiss. I did try to talk to her, she just said she was tired.

Wednesday

The next morning I worked on office stuff, about the time I was finishing up Wendell came in with a young man and introduced him as Michael. He told me he had known him for about 3 years, and he was a car guy.

The first question I asked him was what do you have for a car? He said a 78 Camaro with a LS swap. He said he did all the work on it, he even did the engine swap, installed a classic auto air, rewired the car, and replaced a rear quarter. I knew we had our guy if he was willing to work. I asked him if he could work 40 or more hours a week. He said that might be a problem, I'm in the local community college taking courses on Tuesday and Thursday, I also take a course on Friday afternoon. I asked him when he could start, he said anytime as long as he didn't miss classes, I told him to be here Monday morning at 8:00am, I'll have all the paperwork for you to fill out and we'll get you started, we can work around your school schedule. He smiled and said he would be there as he stood and shook my hand. After he left I said to Wendell that he seemed like he might fit in if he would work and we can train him.

Wendell said, he will probably teach us some stuff. All of us here are pretty much old school, that kid can make a LS sing with a computer, He's a smart kid.

Sounds good Wendell.

Wendell left and I thought to myself, I'm probably going to need to find an office manager, I can deal with hiring shop people, finding an office assistant is another matter. The only questions I know to ask is do you know what you are doing, and are you gonna steal all the money in the bank. If I got a good office manager, that would free me up for more shop work. I had really hoped that it would work out with Heather, maybe it will.

I got a good amount of the prep done on the 69 Trans Am. The GTO and a 1979 F150 have gone back to there happy owners, Wendell is working on a Chevy 427 rebuild, it needed to be finished and installed in a 70 Vette, plus we had the 69 Trans Am and a 70 Nova getting body work, and a Cutlass 442 that we owned that was almost finished, plus some mods scheduled for different customers for the next 2 weeks. I did a little in the office and headed home at 6:00.

It was just as cold at the house tonight, the only good thing is I think it will be over soon, one way or another. I just realized I called it a house instead of a home. This is tearing my heart out. I thought we would be together forever, I still don't know what I'm going to do if she does something, I don't even know if she is, I just got a bad feeling though.

Thursday was a good day at the shop.

At home it was the same. I tried numerous times to talk to her at home and get her to tell me what was wrong with no success. She seemed cold and distant, she definitely had something on her mind, maybe it's already too late.

Friday morning I didn't stay to see what she was wearing but I had decided to take her to lunch that day. I took the Mustang to work, the new, 4 wheel disc brakes definitely made a difference.

I walked in the door of the shop, Wendell was already there. He said Rob you look like shit. Yeah I know, It's too cold at home, we're there coexisting but that's about it.

Wendell paused and then asked,

Rob, what are you going to do if she ahhhhhh.

I answered Fucks someone.

Ahhh, yeah, I didn't want to say it.

I don't know; I really don't know, I didn't think that she would ever do that, but I guess it's a real possibility. I've been so concerned with what to do to keep it from happening, I haven't thought about what I would do if she did.

It was true, I had no idea what I would do if Heather cheated. Could I live with her betrayal? I know trusting her would be next to impossible. The more I thought about it, the more I realized, Heather needed to be the one to make the decision, if I intervened, I would never know when she would go off the rails again. It didn't seem fair, I'm sure she's getting all kinds of crap from that slut Tina, I know she's telling Heather that she is going to set her up, if I had to guess at the other side of the conversation.

After the treatment I've gotten from Heather the last 3 days, it seems she thought about it and said yes. Maybe she has already done it, maybe she loves him. I just couldn't understand after 15 years, and all the good times we had, how much I loved her, and how much I thought she loved me. I could lose the gift and once it's gone I can't ever get it back.

When Lunch time rolled around, I headed out to take her to lunch. There was this nagging feeling that this may be the last time I see her as my gift. I Made the drive to Heather's office and parked in the visitors parking in front. When I walked in the door, I saw Heather and Tina walking to the door to go to lunch.

I was shocked when I saw Heather. She wore a hot pink mini dress that looked like it was painted on, I had seen this dress before, but she wouldn't wear it out of the house. It was kinda see through, you could see her nipples poking through the thin material of her dress, you could see the color difference of her areola. She was wearing a pair of matching hot pink 6 inch platform heels, they were sandals with straps around her ankle. Her dress was so short she had to keep pulling it down as she walked, it barely covered her in the front. Somehow in my mind I knew she was wearing her crotchless pantyhose, I guess she made her decision.

They hadn't seen me yet, I could hear Tina flapping her gums. The last thing I heard Tina say was,"girl you are so gonna love", that's when Heather gasped when she saw me, she had a look of shock. I said, Tina, what is it that Heather is gonna love?

Heather had a look of shame, Tina just said aww you don't wanna hear that, it's just girl talk, with a smirk on her face.

Heather, I'd like to take you to lunch today if you don't have other plans?

Ahh, sure we were just going to the Lunchbox.

I thought we might go to Moon River for Pizza. Tina started to say I lov. I interrupted her and said just the two of us.

We had already planned on the Lunch Box.

I'm sure Tina won't mind, will you Tina?

She said, "No, not at all," with a smirk on her face.

I held her hand while we walked to the car. I brought my Acapulco blue 67 Mustang, the one I just put the Wilwood brakes on. I loved that car, it always reminded me of my Uncle Earl, we spent so much time on it together, Uncle Earl let me pick what we would do with it, the color, wheels, interior, everything. It was a fastback with a built 390 ci engine mated to a five speed. My Uncle and I worked on that car all the time, the car changed constantly as we tried new ideas. Those were some great memories spent with Uncle Earl.

Anyway, I opened her door for her, well that confirms they're Crotchless, I got in the car and made the quick trip to Moon River. Heather did look hot in that dress.

The exhaust note announced our arrival. I told Heather I'd get her door and I jumped out and went around and opened her door. She swung out her right leg and then her left, for a moment she had her legs spread wide, her dress went way up and displayed her crotchless pantyhose and shaved pussy. I held her hand again as we walked in, she used her other hand to keep her dress down again in an attempt at modesty.

The waiter did a double take when we came in, it was kinda funny watching him fall all over himself trying to get over to seat us. The waiter said table for two, I nodded yes, Heather jumped in and said can we have a booth please. The waiter said of course, please follow me. She sat down and I took a seat on the other side, Heather seemed surprised, I always sat next to her, It just didn't feel right, this was tearing me up. Heather ordered a sweet tea as did I. When the waiter left, I started the conversation.

Do you think that dress and the shoes for that matter are appropriate for a business environment?

I thought it would be ok but maybe it is a bit too revealing.

Yeah, I can tell the dress is all you're wearing, your nipples are visible through it, and especially with the crotchless hose, has anyone at work, like maybe your boss said anything about it.

No, at least not yet, I have gotten a lot of looks.

The waiter returned with our drinks and took our order, we split a medium pepperoni pizza.

I have enjoyed all the attention, she said.

I can imagine, did you notice our waiter when we came in.

She just blushed and said yes with a little giggle.

You remember the time you refused to wear that dress out on a date with me, now I find you wearing it for your girls night out.

Heather didn't respond, she just looked at the table.

Heather, you're probably going to get more than your fair share of attention tonight at your girls night. I hope you don't let anybody go too far.

Heather looked down and remained silent as our food came and we ate with little conversation. The waiter brought our check and took our plates. The pizza was delicious. I got my card out to pay for lunch. I knew I had to say something, but I didn't know what. At this point I was pretty sure she did not plan on being faithful tonight. I guess it didn't matter, it will be what it will be.

Heather, we have been married for 15 years, I've known you for well over 20 years, she was starting to tear up, I said you are the most important person in the world to me, I've loved you for the majority of my life and I will love you till the end of time, I just wanted to thank you for all of your love, you truly are the best gift I ever received. I love you Heather.

She quietly said I love you too, tears were rolling down her cheeks.

The waiter brought my card back and placed it on the table. Heather got up, wiped her eyes and walked briskly to the ladies room, it's amazing to see how well she moved in those shoes. I also noticed she did not hold her dress either, by the time she got to the ladies room, you could see almost half of her nylon covered ass shining in the light.

Once she was in the restroom I signed the receipt and left our waiter a cash tip. The way his eyes bugged out seeing Heather, I almost think he would have paid for our lunch for the privilege of seeing her. What else could I say, you're not going tonight, she could go anyway. I am still hoping that she makes the right decision. She has to know I know something is going on, she isn't acting like herself at all.

When Heather came back, I asked if she was ready, and we headed to the door. She had regained her composure enough to remember to keep her dress down. I didn't bother to take her hand, as soon as we got out the door, she grabbed my hand and we walked to the car.

In the car on the way back Heather asked, For a really long time, you have mentioned a gift I gave you, what gift are you talking about?

I didn't really expect her to know, it's something I came up with, I started to explain it but we were pulling into her office, and then just said, it doesn't matter.

I pulled up to the curb in front of her building. I said, I enjoyed lunch with you." She leaned over and gave me a Kiss on the lips, no tongue, just a kiss. I said I love you Heather and please be careful tonight.

Heather said, I love you too and got out of the car.

As she was closing the door, I said goodbye. I was pulling away and I saw the skank Tina talking to another woman, if I could have gotten away with it I would have loved to walk over and slap that smirk off her face. I didn't light em up, but they definitely heard me leave. Driving back to the shop I realized that could very likely be the last time I'd see Heather as my faithful wife.

I wondered if I'd lose the gift. My eyes were full of tears, I stopped and parked for a while to get some composure back. I finally drove back to the shop, went into my office and closed and locked the door and sat. I tried to get some more work done, but I was worthless. I did decide one thing, after seeing the way she was dressed I wasn't going to sit home and wait.

I planned on going to the club, I'll show up a little before 6, make sure her car was there and get a spot where I can see the door. I was just going to sit in the car, if she left with someone, I'd know. After seeing how she was dressed I was pretty sure she was going to be unfaithful tonight, I didn't want to have her lying to me and convincing me she did nothing. I know the plan had a thousand holes in it, I was pretty sure she would go with somebody Tina sets her up with if she did anything but I don't know who he was or what he looked like.

Hell she could ride with someone else and I wouldn't even know if she was there unless I was there before she got there. I revised my plan. I had taken in on trade a 1977 black Trans Am. I actually tagged the car. It was for sale, but I didn't advertise it. Whenever anybody asked I'd give them a ridiculous price, ya gotta love a Smokey and the Bandit Trans Am. I was sure Heather wasn't familiar with that car, I had never driven it home, she more than likely wouldn't recognize it.

I looked at the clock, it was 4:26 pm, I grabbed the keys, told Wendell I'm outta here, please lock up when you leave. I heard him yell, call if you need anything Rob. I thought maybe bail if I catch the bastard fucking my wife. I was on the road, and then I thought, she could leave work and go right to shit heads house, I made a hard right and headed to her office, I parked across the street from her office it was 4:52pm, I could see her car, I thought if we make it through this in tact, I gotta get her something besides a damn Toyota, maybe she'd like this, she sure would Look good in this thing in that dress with the t-tops off.

Shortly 2 women came out the door, one was Tina, they walked to Heather's car and were apparently waiting on her. Heather was easy to recognize in her hot pink micro mini dress, damn, she did look hot. Tina and another girl talked with Heather for a minute, after that it looked like Tina shrugged her shoulders and walked to her car. Heather got in her car, I fired up the Trans Am, and waited for her to drive out and fell in a few cars behind her.

She and several cars turned in the parking lot of The Rotten Apple, I drove past and turned around and came back and parked where I could see the front door. I kinda ducked, I saw Heather exit her car and went in.

I sat there, and sat there, and sat there. This wasn't any easier than being at the office or home waiting for her. If I was honest with myself, she could do a lot of things in there that wouldn't pass the husband test and I wouldn't have a clue, hell I gave her an orgasm in the booth at Vito's Monday night. I thought about going in, but that would just put it off, plus I didn't want her to see me.

I decided to go home, if she does something I'll probably be able to tell when she comes home tonight, if she doesn't come home, I'll know then too. If she does something, I know that it has to be her decision, I've done all this dumbass knows to do. I fired up the Trans Am and headed home.

Heather's side of the story is next.