Howard's not feeling well

It was just the second day of the week long business convention as Darlene looked down at her loving husband as he tossed and turned under the covers.

They had hoped that this little business trip to Las Vegas would be the perfect getaway from their daily routines and the ideal time to start working on adding to their family.

Unfortunately, Howard got sick just after the couple had landed and had never left the hotel room's bed. The loving husband felt guilty about getting sick and not being able to spend some time with his lovely wife.

Darlene kept telling him it was OK and that she just wanted him to get better.

Tonight there was a big cocktail party down in the hotel's ballroom and Howard insisted that she attend. At first Darlene was **** to leave her husband and go alone but Howard had insisted. He convinced one of his co-workers, Herb, to escort his wife to the big corporate event.

Darlene really didn't like Herb Cummings very much. She thought he was an arrogant asshole who considered himself to be 'God's gift to woman'. The slightly overweight man always dressed in cheap suits and tended to keep what little hair left on his head dyed black. Herb was more than ten years older than Darlene but still felt his was a swinger.

At her husband's constant prodding she finally agreed to make an appearance at the party and then come back upstairs.

Darlene wanted to look her best for her brief appearance and spent some extra time in the bathroom getting ready.

It was almost time for Herb to arrive when Darlene finally stepped out of the bathroom and into the suite's bedroom.

Howard's eyes grew wide as he looked over his voluptous wife standing before him in her new black cocktail dress.

The little mini dress had a low cut front which showed off the tops of Darlene's impressive breasts while the sinlge halter style strap around her neck left most of her back completly bare. This ment she was clearly not wearing a bra tonight.

The dress was failry tight and hugged her curvy body like a second skin. It ended mid thigh where her black thigh high nylon stockings began. On her feet she wore a pair of 5" black pumps which showed off her toned legs.

To avoind any panty lines the only thing she had on underneath the sexy outfit was nothing but a very sheer black thong panty.

Howard felt his cock get hard as he looked over his wife's flawless make-up and liked how she had her long blonde hair tied up over her head tonight.

"Honey you look amazing." he began to say, "Maybe you should stay here tonight."

"Hmmm....you're feeling better." she said looking at herself in the bedroom mirror, "Does my little man want me to stay and play with him?"

Howard just smiled as he wanted to take his hot wife right there but his stomach began to hurt again.

"Don't worry I won't stay out too late tonight." she said realizing how much time she spent on getting ready to go out and didn't want to waste it.

"OK." Howard reluctantly said, "But be careful."

"Be careful?" she asked, "Of what?"

"Of all those guys out there looking for a good time with a hot woman." he said, "Remember we're in Vegas."

Darlene smiled at the thought that her husband was still a little jealous and protective of her.

"Oh don't worry honey I'll be with Herb." she reminded him as she leaned forward and gently kissed him.

Howard's stomach got suddenly worse as he thought about his wife out on a 'date' with Herb.

"Remember honey they can look all they want but they can't touch." she said grinning, "I'll put on a good 'show' tonight but this body is yours."

Howard wished she wouldn't cock tease tonight with him not around.

"Hon I ...." Howard began to say when they heard a loud knock at their door.

"That must be my date." she said with a wink as she kissed Howard's cheek and walked out of the bedroom, "See you later."

Howard watched her sexy ass strut out of the bedroom and heard Herb's loud voice in the other room.

"You look great!" Herb said as Howard heard the door close and the room got quiet again.

Howard knew his wife was left in the hands of the wolf.

What happens at the party?