The Hotwife’s Night Out
Tyler Harper
Published by Tyler Harper at Smashwords
Copyright 2011 Tyler Harper
Also by Tyler Harper at Smashwords.com:
Two Hard For Chloe
The Hotwife’s Night Out
Chapter 1 – Text Me Some Fun
Chloe and her best friend Haylie were on their way to a concert downtown. Chloe stared at the text which just buzzed in to her phone:
“You gonna flirt tonight? ;)”
It was from Doug, her husband. Chloe leaned back in her car seat and thought, ‘God does he really want me to flirt tonight?’
One month earlier
Her best friend Haylie scored tickets to see Rascal Flats in concert. The venue was a large club called Duster’s, a typical country dance bar, with a huge floor - enough to hold a great crowd. It was an ‘exclusive’ kind of event, but being that Haylie’s brother worked in a radio station, they easily scored two tickets. Chloe hadn’t had a ‘girls night’ in ages and was excited to tell Doug about it. Chloe smiled as she handed him a beer. “Guess what baby?! Haylie’s got tickets to see Rascal Flats!”
“Awesome babe, when is it?” Doug answered enthusiastically, while accepting the beer from Chloe.
“In around a month or so, gonna be a girl’s night thing.”
Doug’s enthusiasm faded slightly “Oh… Girl’s night.” He looked at her and smiled, trying to hide his disappointment. “Sure, you girls are gonna have a blast.” He took a sip of his beverage and smiled at her again shaking his head side to side.
“What’s churning in that mind of yours honey.” Chloe looked at him slyly.
“Well, a girls night out, and with Haylie no less.”
“Doug, it’s a girls night, for country music and dancing nothing else.”
“Yeah, and what will you do after Haylie starts picking up guys?”
“You like me a little flirtatious don’t you?” Chloe laughed, knowing full well Doug liked her playful, as he always reaped the benefits afterward.
“I love you flirty when we go out, it’s a little different on a girls night… and with Haylie no less… Did I already say that?” They laughed together.
Doug was athletic and built well, he had brown hair, hazel eyes and a naturally tan complexion. It was impossible for Chloe to get him into anything other than jeans and a t-shirt. Luckily, he could pull the look off very well. He was a firefighter. His profession was a passion for him, and at times a cross to bear for her. Her girlfriends joked with her about the cliché firefighter stripper image. Her friends never had to consider being worried about their husbands working in any line of danger – The downside to the ‘glamour’ of a high excitement profession. Considering they’d been married for 7 years, she couldn’t help feel she didn’t fully understand him lately. She was doing her best to try and figure him out. “So Doug, why is it you like me to flirt? And this role-play you’ve been pushing lately?”
Doug’s face lit up at just the mention of the role play “It’s Hot isn’t it?”
“Very hot, but don’t evade the question.” She smiled.
“God just hearing you say you think our role play is hot turns me on.” He laughed, knowing he wasn’t off the hook. “So, I can’t figure me out either… You are beautiful to me. Everything about you is sexy to me. Seeing you get ready to go out is a thrill. When I picture you doing anything out, like being flirtatious, it just turns me on. When I imagine you smiling, dancing… grinding on the dance floor.” He looked at her wickedly, “It gets me going… so as a role play it’s hot.”
Chloe continued with her question “So watching me flirt when we go out is hot too? It’s more than a role play at that point.”
The alcohol was making Doug free with his responses, “Well, when we go out, I know you’re going home with me and me alone. On nights when you’re flirty, you’ve got to admit when we get home the sex is off the hook.”
Chloe blushed as he took a step closer to her. A smile grew on her face, “I’m going to make you eat your words.” She said as her smile took on a wicked hint. Doug took another step closer enjoying the devilish look on Chloe’s face, he was stopped by her hand on his shoulder keeping them at arm’s length.
“So Doug, do you want me to flirt when I go to the concert with Haylie?”
“Hmm, I think a little flirting would be fine on a girl’s night out.”
She relaxed her arm allowing him ever so slightly closer to her. “So I can accept a drink from a guy if he offers?”
“Oh sure, that’s only polite really.”
“He’ll probably ask me to dance if I accept a drink. You think that would be alright?”
Doug smiled, “You can dance with him, after all, I’ve actually seen you dance with other guys when we go out.”
Chloe moved a bit closer allowing her arm to bend more, her other hand fell to Doug’s hip, “So while we’re dancing, this guy might pull me closer, our bodies might be very close.” She demonstrated, by allowing Doug’s thigh between her legs as she pulled him closer. She slid her hand up his shirt to his chest. Doug had his hands firmly on her waist pulling her in closer. He slowly began moving to the beat of the music on their stereo.
He whispered to her “It might be a bit like this honey.” He fully embraced her, and slowly pumped his hips to the beat of the music.
Chloe was fully aware of how much this turned him on by now. In a sultry voice she continued, goading him on for more, “So I can accept a drink, and dance, even grind like this? You know I’ll be able to feel how excited he is.” She pumped her hips slowly into him feeling his erection growing through his jeans.
Doug pumped into her fully now, as he held her tightly. He could smell the light perfume on Chloe’s neck, and pressed his lips to her neck, allowing himself the liberty of a light kiss with his tongue. Chloe pressed back against his chest with the flat of her palms, “Honey, wait, is it okay if he kisses my neck?”
Doug and she laughed, momentarily falling out of role.
Then, re-immersing in the role of a guy who was hitting on his wife. Doug kissed Chloe’s neck more openly, Doug whispered, “He can kiss your neck.” He moved his lips along her neck, and slowly along the side of her cheek. The corners of their mouths nearly touching, he could feel Chloe lightly kiss his cheek. He now had his hands firmly wrapped around her waist, and he pulled her close with each pump of the beat. The corners of their mouths touched and Doug tried to kiss her lightly on the lips.
Chloe purred, “Can we kiss honey? It’s only here on the dance floor, not much else can happen…”
Fully aroused he answered as quickly as he could let the words fly, “It’s just a little kissing right?” With that he fully and passionately kissed her. It was the kiss of a man who had been waiting for years to kiss her lips. His mouth and tongue were yearning with a desire that couldn’t be contained. Their tongues and lips met wildly with unbridled passion. Chloe grabbed his ass tightly as she allowed herself to fall into roll. To be taken by this stranger on the dance floor. She let him kiss her deeply, feeling his mouth on hers and loving it. She pumped against his erection, allowing herself the pleasure of feeling him pulse into her. “Chloe, lets head upstairs.” Doug suggested with a sinful smile on him.
Chapter 2 - Playing the role
Upstairs Chloe began tearing her clothes off, when Doug stopped her. “Hey, Chloe, wait…” He paused collecting his thoughts in design of the situation. “So you went out, and clearly Haylie hooked up.”
They both laughed and simultaneously said “Clearly.”
Then Doug continued, “So you were too tipsy to drive, and this guy asked you to his hotel room?”
“Well, I can’t really drive. It’s not safe at all to drive drunk.”
“I wouldn’t want you to.” Doug chimed in.
“He invited me up to chill for a bit while I sober up some. Just gonna hang out, that’s it. Is it okay if I sober up in his hotel room… should I drive home?”