So last year around spring/ summer my husband who never is the one to initiate a date or anything of that nature texted from work why don't we go out to the wine room you wanted to go to? I was like wahhh??? Holy crap! I was so excited we hadn't been on a date in...... So after work I raced home, showered, and dressed. He would pull into our long driveway around 4 in his beat up truck. I decided to go out, get mail and meet him. Sure enough I met him! He was instantly excited. I wore my curly brown hair down. A snug white t shirt, skin tight black leather leggings and knee high stilleto black leather boots. The second I heard him I lit up a cigarette. He offered me a ride up to the house. I offered him a blowjob! He gladly accepted. After he showed and I wiped out my left eye I threw a Jean jacket over my white t shirt and into town we went! Downtown flint is about 15-20 minutes from our house. He kept reaching over and touching my knee and thighs. I think he loved my leather leggings! We had fun dinner and drinks. I caught the young waiter starring at my ass about 10 times. It's all good though we are put here to fuck each other!