Neon Nights & Silent Wishes

Lauren and I were finishing the first year in a new home in a new city. We had relocated across the country from our family due to my new job. With all that entails, we didn’t have much time to be by ourselves. I decided that this needed to be fixed, as I needed some “Lauren Time”!

I arranged for my parents to visit and take care of the kids, and told Lauren that we could get away for a night out. With the costs of the move and the new job, our budget was slim and she only expected a simple evening out for dinner, and a possible night away at a modest hotel. I told her not to worry and I would handle the plans.

When the weekend came, I secretly packed a second bag for Lauren to ensure that she had the items and clothes needed for a night out on the town, and brought it to the hotel when I had checked in early.

After leaving the kids with the grands, we pulled up to the local Embassy Suites around 4:00 pm, where I took her directly up to the room on the third floor.

“Wow, you got us a large suite with a great view,” Lauren said as she looked out the large floor-to-ceiling windows.

When I had checked in earlier, I had put a bottle of wine on ice with some chocolate-covered strawberries.

“You are so sweet. I love it!” she said when she saw the wine and treats.

Lauren walked over to the large window to take in the view, looking out at the skyline in the distance. The hotel was adjacent to the freeway, and you could tell that the end of the day was upon us with the rush hour traffic heading home. I gave her a glass of wine and a strawberry to kick off the weekend. I explained that we had about 90 minutes to get ready, as we had a reservation for a restaurant downtown. I showed her the bag that I brought and the black dress, and the heels.

“You thought of everything! Well, then I’d better take a shower and get ready,” she said with an alluring smile.

With this in mind, she topped off her wine and picked up a strawberry. She dipped it in the wine and took a bite while looking at me. After she was done eating the strawberry, she licked her fingers seductively to tease me and walked into the bathroom. While she was in the shower, I changed into my best suit for the evening ahead.

It was difficult to contain my hormones when she stepped out of the bathroom and into the room, drying her wet hair with a towel as a few stray droplets slowly dripped down her naked body. I just sat on the bed and admired her long, firm curves and ample breasts from across the room.

When she turned away from me and bent over to dry her hair, it gave me a perfect view of her ass and pussy. (I do love that view!)

She then wrapped herself with her towel, which stopped just at the top of her legs with her ass cheeks peeking out from below. I got to enjoy that view while she applied her makeup, sitting at the desk adjacent to the window so she would have more light.

My beauty then stood up from the chair and let her towel drop to the floor. As she faced me, I could see that she had taken her time in the shower and was freshly shaven, as bare as could be.

Lauren looked in her suitcase at the lingerie I had brought and gave me a slight smile. “You seem to have forgotten my black lace panties!”

I replied with a shrug and a sly grin, “Sorry about that!”

She proceeded to put on the garter belt, and then sat on the bed as she seductively put her black lace stockings on one leg at a time, with her incredibly smooth and long legs stretched out. She then put on her black bra, which pushed her breasts up and together to create the most delicious cleavage.

Lauren stood up and slowly walked over to the desk and topped off her drink. She grabbed another strawberry, walked over to me, and slowly fed me the berry. I was bursting out of my pants as she bent over with her ass to the window and licked the remnants of the strawberry juice from my lips.

Lauren gave herself a good, long look in the full-length mirror in her lingerie and then reached for the black dress lying on the bed behind her. I was excited to admire my wife in the long, tight get-up. She unzipped the dress and stepped into it, asking me to zip her up. She then put on the necklace and earrings I had given her the prior anniversary.

“You look unbelievably hot,” I announced.

She smirked and turned away from me, then bent over to put on her black high heels. She bent far enough for me to confirm that one could not tell that she was pantiless, though the edges of the stocking tops could indeed be spotted from the back. That was hot!

Lauren finished her glass of wine and put on her black coat, as it was December and about to snow. We then headed out the door to go to the restaurant.

As we walked out of the hotel, Lauren walked past a limo and a driver waiting for his passengers at the front door.

“Where are you going? This is for us!” I said.

Lauren stopped and looked at me with a puzzled face.

The limo driver bid her a good evening and opened the door for her. “Is this really for us?” she asked. “I have never been in a limo!”

“Yep! Step on in, madam, your chariot awaits!” I said with a big smile.

As we got in, I asked the driver to put up the privacy glass, and we left for the restaurant, which was about a 30-minute drive. The driver had left a bottle of champagne in the back for us to enjoy, and I poured Lauren a glass. She was so excited that she drank it down quickly. At this point, she had had about three glasses in the past hour, and I could tell she was feeling it, especially as we had not eaten in a while.

Lauren sat next to me on the back seat as we drove down the freeway towards downtown among the busy rush hour traffic. She looked at me and said, “You know, there were other parts to my dream of a limo beyond just the ride. You can do more than just sit in a limo, you know!”

Upon saying this, Lauren knelt on the floor and pulled my pants down to get to my now rock-hard dick.

“What about the driver?” I asked.

“The partition is up, and he is too busy driving in this traffic. Speaking of which, the other drivers can’t see in, right?” she asked, looking at all the cars around us.

“I don’t think so,” I replied.

“Well, if they can, they will get quite the show,” as she began licking me up and down. “How long until we get to the restaurant?”

“About 10 minutes,” I said.

“Well then, I’d better work fast.”

Lauren then worked me like a pro, working my shaft with her hand in perfect sync with her mouth. A few times, she even deep-throated me, knowing I like her going down the full length.

After a few minutes and knowing we were running out of time, Lauren upped her game and moved her hand down under me and started rubbing my ass with her finger. That did it. A minute later, I was erupting in Lauren’s mouth. The suddenness of it and the large amount of cum caught her by surprise, and she started to choke a little with a small bit coming out of the corner of her mouth. But she continued on.

I grabbed a napkin from the bar to give to her, but she looked up at me, smiling, wiped a small drop off the edge of her lip with her finger, and opened her empty mouth.

“I guess I had my appetizer before we even got to the restaurant. It must be the wine because it really doesn’t taste bad!” she said as she sucked the small remaining bit off her finger. I was amazed as Lauren doesn’t mind me cumming in her mouth, but she would normally never swallow.

As we arrived just a minute later at the restaurant, we quickly straightened our clothes. Right as the driver was about to open the door, I realized my zipper was still down with my shirt coming out, but I managed to pull the zipper up before the door was opened all the way. As I stepped out and finished tucking in my shirt, I realized the window glass was indeed tinted, but not as much as I had thought, and I had a glancing thought at what the other drivers may have seen.

Dinner was outstanding. The restaurant was previously the mansion of a turn-of-the-century lumber baron with most of the original furnishings. We were shown to our table, and the hostess took our coats. As I helped Lauren with her chair, I paused to admire how stunning she looked. I immediately ordered a bottle of Lauren’s favorite wine to have with dinner.

All during dinner, Lauren had caught many looks from men who tried to play off their glances. As she sat at the table, one could see the lacy tops of her stockings and that she was wearing a garter by the exposed straps.

During dinner, Lauren decided to indulge in a number of glasses of wine, which had the desired effect as I caught the “gleam” in her eyes towards me.

The restaurant had everything, and extensive service. In addition to our waiter, there was another young man to fill the water glasses, and yet another just to provide more rolls!

The dinner was the best we had ever had, with me having a small filet mignon, and Lauren a Chilean Sea Bass with capers.

Towards the end of dinner, Lauren left to use the women’s room once more. Upon her return, the waiter was quick to help her back to her seat. His assistance was probably a good thing, as I could tell that Lauren was pretty tipsy at this point from all the wine.

When we finished, we stood and started to walk out. I enjoyed watching Lauren walk down to the limo in her dress, sexy stockings, and heels, remembering that she had no panties on. I eagerly anticipated the coming ride.

As we approached the limo, the driver got out and opened the door for us, and took our coats. We slid into the black leather seat as the driver closed the door. I informed Lauren that the limo would be driving us around to see Christmas lights for the next two hours before taking us back to the hotel. I knew Lauren had always dreamed about riding in a limo, and now I was happy I had made her dream come true. We started driving, and we poured each other another glass of champagne.

We sipped our drinks, and Lauren snuggled in my arms as we drove on the highway towards a light display in a local county park. It was starting to snow, and the view from the limo was amazing. It was incredibly romantic, and I looked into Lauren’s eyes to let her know how much I loved her.

I lightly ran my fingers down the side of Lauren’s face, caressing her neck. I slowly moved my hand down her thigh to feel her stocking tops. Lauren gave a slight sigh and spread her legs a bit wider with approval. We could feel each other’s heat through our clothes. Lauren reached for my manhood and could feel me already throbbing for her through my pants.

I then proceeded to slowly move my hand up Lauren’s dress, past her stockings, to her awaiting bare pussy, not surprised to find it very wet. As I rubbed my finger on her clit, she put her head back, closed her eyes, and let out a quiet moan.

Lauren then turned and whispered in my ear, “I want you to go down on me right here.”

“I didn’t think you were too excited about that?” I replied.

“I know you like that, and I want to do something really nasty in the back of the limo.” Yep, she was drunk.

As we drove among the cars on the highway, I moved Lauren to the side bench seat, laying her down with her legs toward me. I started to give her warm, moist kisses on the inside of her thighs, starting from the tops of her stockings. As I continued to kiss, I worked the hem of her dress up at the same time. Soon, I was kissing her at the very tops of her thighs and around her pubic area with her dress up around her waist.

“Oh, F-FUCK! I’m starting to come! I want your tongue deep in my pussy!” she cried.

I pushed my tongue as far as I could. Lauren’s body started to shake as her orgasm became intense. “OH, F-FUCK!” she stammered loudly. She continued to convulse while still pressing my head in between her legs.

After one of her most intense orgasms ever, Lauren sat up and pushed me back hard against the seat. She quickly pulled down my pants and let my now rock-hard cock spring to life.

“I want you inside of me!” Lauren demanded as she climbed into my lap to straddle me on the back seat of the limo.

She slid onto me and let out a small cry as I thrust my throbbing cock deep inside her. I could feel her wetness as I slid my cock in.

I managed to unzip her dress and pulled it and her bra down enough so I could suck on her breasts. I glanced out the window and softly chuckled as I looked at the drivers in the cars around us, driving along and completely unaware of the intense fucking going on adjacent to them.

“Oh, FUCK… This feels great!” I said.

Lauren then started to rock back and forth on my dick, with the pleasure mounting for both of us.

Our breathing was heavy and uneven. Moans and bits of words could be heard from both of us. I could feel every muscle in her body convulsing in sync with her pussy as it contracted around my hard dick.

I couldn’t hold back any longer and shot my warm load deep into Lauren’s pussy. I continued to suck on her nipples, and my cock stayed hard enough to let Lauren draw out her second orgasm as we drove among the other cars on the highway. We had completely forgotten that we had a driver up front.

When my cock could take no more, Lauren slid off and moved next to me in the seat. Our breathing slowed as we held each other and kissed. Our faces were flushed as we cleaned up and hurried to put ourselves back together when we realized we were turning into the park for the light display. Lauren just barely got back into her dress, and I into my pants as we pulled up to the awaiting staff at the entrance to pay the entrance fee.

We spent the next hour sitting back with the windows open, watching the snowfall in each other’s arms, and enjoying the Christmas light display. After that, the driver took us back on the highway to the hotel.

As we left the limo at the hotel, the driver gave me a knowing wink. At that point, I was pretty certain the driver was aware of everything we had been doing, and probably could hear us much better than we realized.

We walked into the hotel, but the night was definitely not done.

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