An awkward drive

The evening had been tense and the two barely spoke to each other. They lay in bed both feeling tense but **** and fatigue from the con and the party meant that sleep wasn't hard to come by. The tension continued during the following morning and they agreed to skip breakfast and get on the road.

Being **** to sit next to each other during the drive both of them were pretty tense. Eventually Sarah broke the silence with the question "What did she slip in your pocket?"

Tom sighed "Her number and and some social media details."

"Do you still have it?"

"It's in the other trousers we packed this morning. I wasn't keeping it you know."

"Throw it away when we get home."

Tom got cross "I will but for crying out loud it's not like I DID anything. She kissed me."

"But what made her kiss you? That clearly wasn't the first time she'd spoken to you."

"Exactly, we spoke while you were having a good time. You know what happened then? Absolutely fucking nothing. She was clearly into me for whatever reason. Maybe it was my enticingly tight slacks or my no brand shoes, I don't fucking know."

There was silence for a while then Sarah quietly said "Sorry."

Tom rubbed his face, trying to wipe the tension out of it "Thank you" he said "and for what it's worth I'm sorry she kissed me."

There was another pause before Sarah spoke with a smile "They are deliciously tight slacks though."

Tom chuckled "Not when I bought them. I'm spreading out a bit."

"It's just your dad bod and I love it."

"So did Diana apparently."

"Don't push it."

The settled into the drive more comfortable with each other now. "Did you enjoy yourself before the last bit?" Tom asked.

"The con or the party?"

"Both, we never really had time to talk about it."

"I really enjoyed the con. The cosplayers were great and so welcoming. I can't believe I ended up on the stage it was so exciting having all those people looking at me."

"Looking at you or looking at the costume you made?" Tom said with a raised eyebrow.

Sarah blushed "A bit of both actually. I was super proud of my costume and comparing it to other peoples I think I have a real knack for this. Also, I know how sexy that costume is and I knew full well that a lot of the people watching me and taking pictures earlier were more interested in how I filled it out and... it was kind of hot." She suddenly realised that in light of the earlier tension that confession might be not well received and she looked up at Tom and added "I hope that's okay."

Tom shrugged "I don't see the harm in it. I'm sure you aren't the only young woman who enjoys the attention. To be honest it's quite a safe place for you to express that with the codes of conduct and all. I mean it's not like the guys were pawing at you."

Sarah flushed with embarrassment and shame as she recalled her dance floor indiscretion "No, it's pretty innocent really." She went quit as she wondered about her reaction to her husband being kissed. Did she hate it or did she just feel guilty about what had happened to her and she was just lashing out? She honestly didn't know how she felt about it right now.

"You were saying about the con."

Tom suddenly speaking snapped her from her thoughts and she continued "Yea, yea, it was great. I really want to do it again. I got some great suggestions for some anime and games to check out, want to help me?"

"Sure, sounds fun."

"Were you okay? I realise the day was about me."

"Yea, I enjoyed it too. I struggled a bit at the party but you're right, they are very welcoming, even if they did think I was your dad." That last statement was a little pointed.

Sarah looked sheepish "Sorry baby I panicked. Are you angry at me?"

"I was a bit but now I suppose I understand. The age difference between us can make me a bit paranoid sometimes about how much you find me attractive."

"Baby, I find you super attractive and more importantly I love you." She gripped his thigh in a gesture of reassurance.

Tom laughed "Now it sounds like I'm not attractive but you love me anyway." He glimpsed over at Sarah and she looked worried "Don't worry. I was upset but I'm also old enough to not worry about what strangers think. Play your game if you like, if they find out it's you who it's going to affect not me."

Sarah didn't reply to this. She had been nervous and while she didn't want to tell Tom this she had been a little self conscious about the age difference, especially with them all assuming that she was younger than she was and that he was therefore her dad. Still, a pert of it was a little exciting, feeling like a wild youth, free and single. She shook her head at that thought to get it out of her mind. She had already hurt Tom's feelings and gone crazy jealous on him when she had no right to the moral authority. She would just have to behave herself. _Still, it would be nice if he could spend some time with his tongue between my legs later _she mused feeling a residual arousal from the events of the night before.

After an uneventful drive they arrived home and set about unpacking. Sarah headed into the office to sort out the costume and accessories leaving Tom to unpack and sort the laundry. Sarah called through from the office "Make sure you throw away that slut's number." This rankled Tom Why is she still going on about that he thought and he marched into the office, straight past Sarah and to his desk. He got the coin out and stashed it in his pocket "As soon as I get my trousers in the wash it'll be in the bin" he placated.

"Love you" It was said teasingly

"yea, yea. Love you too" he replied mock grumpily before heading straight back into the bedroom and whipping the coin out of his pocket. He had no desire to cheat on Sarah. In fantasy that wasn't true and he would love nothing else than to bed that precocious fox but in reality he had no intention to do anything but her attitude annoyed him. He knew it probably wasn't a good idea to wish angry but it was only a simple one "I wish she could be okay with what happened". A tiny dip in his consciousness, barely even a blink and it had passed.

"What was that honey?" called Sarah

Tom decided to press his luck with that wish under his belt "I said I wish you would be okay with what happened last night" he called back.

Sarah appeared in the bedroom doorway and leaned against it, her arms crossed and a serious look on her face "You know what?" Tom held his breath fearing the wish hadn't worked like he had hoped "You are absolutely right." Tom breathed out "I totally over reacted, I've been feeling guilty about how I spoke to you and that just made it worse, come here." She held her arms out for a hug and Tom went to her feeling unbearably smug as he received the very genuine and heartfelt embrace. "Do what you want with that piece of paper" she said into his shoulder "I trust you and I bet you want to keep it as a trophy. It's not every day a forty year old get a nineteen year old coming onto him."

"Wait, she was nineteen?"

"Yep second year of Uni, I was talking to her back stage at the con. Cradle snatcher"

"I got called that when I married you."

"Argh, that's worse, it means you have precedent, ya ****'."

"Shut it you." Tom swept Sarah into his arms. "Make up sex?"

"Go down on me first?"

"As you wish."

"Then definitely yes."