A Dark and Stormy Night

It was a dark and stormy night. Louise was just leaving work, exhausted. The rain was pouring down outside, and it had caught her as she was walking to her car. She was thoroughly soaked and her blouse and skirt were slicked to her body making her suddenly very cold, but incredibly sexy looking. Her white blouse had become nearly transparent, revealing her black low cut bra underneath. She was so cold her nipples protruded through clothing, accenting her well rounded breasts. Her skirt was no better. It clung to her hips and ass, making it possible to clearly distinguish her rounded but well toned lower cheeks.

"Oh, dear", Lou thought as she dove into her car,, " I hope no one saw me. That was practically indecent." She drove home and tried to smooth out and unstick her clothing but it was useless. She shivered as she pulled the car into the garage. Once in the house, she slipped out of her soaked clothes and toweled herself off in the bathroom . "What a storm!", she thought, pausing unselfconsciously naked in front of the full length mirror, She turned once to check herself out in the mirror. She didn't like to admit it but she had a sensually curved shape. Her waist and hips were maybe her most attractive feature. The thin waist flared outward to well rounded hips like the shape of a violin. She had been running lately, and this had tightened up her figure without eliminating any of the feminine sensuality of her curves.

"This is going to make for a miserable weekend.", she pouted, looking over her shoulder at the back of herself in the mirror as she dried her back and ass. She didn't like her ass, but she knew Mark adored it. "Whatever will I do?", she thought to herself. Now dry she rehung the towel . Louise grabbed a thick terry cloth bathrobe to wrap herself up in before heading to the kitchen

She took her long brown hair out of its bun and shook it free over her shoulders as she poured herself a glass of chilled white wine. She worked in an engineering firm and the number of bids they had worked on recently was skyrocketing. It was getting to be overwhelming. At least she didn't need to work this weekend. What a relief! Mark was still at work and she knew not to expect him for an hour or so. He always tended to work late. She was about to sit down and relax when she saw a note on the kitchen counter.

"Lou: Read me", it said in Mark's handwriting.

"Probably another of Mark's corny treasure hunts", she thought and smirking, opened the note.

"My Dear Lou," the note began, pretentiously. "We have talked for awhile about various fantasies we have. Tonight is our chance to act them out"

"Fantasies?" Lou thought. " I don't even remember which ones I have told him about. I hope realizes the donkey one was a joke. " She grimaced as she read the note. "I am going to need another drink." she thought as she downed most of her wine.

"In the bedroom are two packages for you.", the note continued, abruptly. "You may choose only one. Open the one you have chosen and follow the instructions inside." Not much of a treasure hunt. She walked into their bedroom and looked around. They had a large king size four poster bed, with pillows overwhelming the top. Their old black cat was there, as usual. She noticed on her side of the bed two packages, just as the note had said. One was wrapped in a very delicate baby blue lace. The other was wrapped in shiny black wrapping paper with a deep red ribbon.

She slowly looked over the large, well shaped packages, picking them up and carefully handling them..

"They both look so appealing", she thought. "How do I decide?"