Michelle chuckled; telling herself a joke about men, in her head, then went to get a shower. For the first time in a long time she found herself shaving her entire genital region. For another surprise, she put on a red widow maker with a red G-string and pulled her stockings up into the garters. The outfit was trimmed in black. It was from Frederick's of Hollywood and was given to her by her first husband, just before he had walked out.

She had thought that strange of him. He'd left her pregnant given her this sexy thing and said he was sure she would get plenty of use out of it! Michelle had been furious, because she had been completely faithful throughout their horrible marriage. Still, a naughty little voice inside her head had said, "Damned right, I will! Just you wait, jerk!" She had worn it on several occasions, even out in public with a black leather mini skirt in New Orleans.

Michelle looked over all the sexy garments she had found, unpacked and washed earlier in the week. She was unable to remember when she had last worn any of them. She put them on, and then over the top she donned a plain top and blue jeans, trying to look as innocuous as possible. Michelle only wanted to look fresh and wholesome until she took off her clothes for Joe.

Soon it was time. Dinner had been eaten and cleaned up. She picked up a bag with a few last things in it. All afternoon she had thought of more things to add into the evening. Joe and Michelle gave the kids hugs and kisses goodnight. Michelle called out a few last minute instructions to her two precious kids.

"Call us only if it is an emergency, otherwise I expect you each to be in charge of yourselves, only! That means if the bleeding won't stop, or the house is on fire, call. Other than that, be nice to each other or leave each other alone," She said. As she left she checked her cell phone to make sure the kids could reach her if they needed to. They would only be about five minutes away just in case. They weren't really expecting a call or that they would have to rush home. The kids were old enough to handle most things at home very well. The kids were actually looking forward to being alone. The couple went to her car. since Joe didn't know where they were going.

On the way Michelle filled him in on a few things. That she had gotten help selecting a bottle of wine she hoped they would both like. He was a bit of a wine snob. She usually preferred slightly sweet things to drink. The combination wasn't the easiest thing to accommodate in one wine. She told him that she wanted to blindfold him, while she made some last minute preparations before he saw the rooms. He seemed a bit worried still, but agreeable for the moment.

She had him l close his eyes and put the blindfold on him then tugged him into the suite. While he stood there she ran around and lit the candles, turned on the music and grabbed the lube. They had about six CD's they both loved, out of hundreds. So she had brought them to mask some of the sound they might make. Considering that they didn't know how thin the walls in this hotel were she thought this was a good idea! Michelle told him he could take off the blindfold, but instead, he walked forward right into an armoire. Guilt immediately flooded her. Michelle began to think maybe all of this was a mistake.

She settled him into a chair. Michelle tried to make him comfortable as he cussed and rubbed his leg. Joe smiled at her and told her he was fine, not to worry. Michelle reached her hand out to stoke his fine sharp cheekbone, tears glittering in her eyes because she had let him get hurt. Thinking some alcohol might help, she went to get the wine.

"I want us to taste this first to make sure it's okay. We can go get free drinks for the next two hours in the lobby if it's not," She said. "Maybe it will make you feel better too." She felt she needed the liquid lubrication because she had been in pain 24/7 for over a week and, in fact, had brought some pills just in case she needed them. One way or another, she was going to take a break from that pain and enjoy this precious night alone with her husband.

His blue eyes lit up looking at the bottle.

"This should be great," he said, taking the nearby corkscrew and opening the wine. Michelle got the cobalt blue wine goblets (a wedding present to them) and he poured for them. They moved to the couch tasting the red wine, both liked it. He looked around the room, then got up and looked at the bathroom and bedroom.

"You've really put a lot of thought and preparation into this," he said. "I hope you aren't disappointed," he added, coming back to sit beside her again.

She wasn't able to stand not touching him anymore, and put her long legs across his lap. "I could never be disappointed with you, my love," she said, kissing him. Joe kissed her back. They melted together. When the kiss broke, she looked into his eyes. She asked him if he wanted to go downstairs for free drinks, do what she had outlined for the night, or something else of his choosing?

"I don't know that I can do everything you said you wanted fully, but I'd like to at least try." He said. She grinned.

"Cool, then, let me just get you to stand up over there near that big chair. Then I'll undress a little," Michelle said.

She slowly pealed off the sharp stiletto black boots, then the shirt, which showed the cups of the red outfit underneath about to spill her tits out. Finally she took off the blue jeans that revealed the stockings, garters and red G-string. His eyes and face showed keen interest in all of this. Joe shucked off his own clothes quickly. She lubed up the anal plug and his ass, then handed the plug to him to insert, as they both preferred. Grabbing the can of whipped cream she sprayed some on his engorged cock and slid down to her knees to suck on him.

Joe took Michelle's long blonde locks into his hand and bucked his cock at her a few times. He never really got rough with her like she had asked him too, though. She choked a little. They both laughed but Joe was moaning, too, with her working that toy in and out of his ass like that, while she was sucking on his cock.

The whipped cream was mostly eaten off of him, but what remained soon looked like come that had frothed on Michelle's face and Joe's cock. Michelle squirted some chocolate on him, too. She continued to suck at him, and his eyes rolled back into his head while he groaned.

Joe didn't want to come yet. So eventually he stopped them and they went over to the couch, where they had spread a hotel towel, just in case there were any messy spills.

They drank some more wine. Joe asked Michelle what she wanted to do next. She turned red, and repeated that she would like him to give her some oral with ice. For years now, Michelle hadn't really enjoyed receiving oral sex, while Joe had wanted to give it to her.

In fact, Michelle had been unable to enjoy a lot of things for a long time because of a past relationship. Now, though, she had been on the Internet with Joe's permission, she had been role-playing and even cybering with other men. She had even cybered with some women. Her libido had gone into overdrive. Her natural enjoyment of all things sexual had been given back to her because Joe loved and trusted her enough to give her the freedom to explore!

Now, Joe was reaping the dividends of his love and support. Michelle told him that there was a bucket of ice in the mini fridge. He got it, placing it on the coffee table. Then he knelt before the sofa, pulling Michelle's legs toward him while opening them up. He pulled her to the edge of the couch. Pulling aside her G string, Joe found another surprise, that she had shaved her entire mound for him bare. He looked at her with a smile on his lips and in his eyes. He began to lick her outer lips.

She jumped at first, from the frosty ice, but soon got used to it. Michelle had missed playing with ice for a few years. Soon, she was in a wet cool heaven that Joe made of her with his mouth. He nibbled and licked. He put ice inside her and finger fucked her. He sucked at her clit. It was simply wonderful. She found it surprising how hot she could feel when the ice ran out, and then how cold it was when Joe added more ice. Michelle absolutely loved it!

As Joe licked and sucked at her, he also pushed fingers into her. Secretly Michelle always wondered how many fingers he could get into her. One of her fantasies was about that very thing. He managed to get four fingers in her this Valentine's night.

Michelle was very close to coming but like Joe, she didn't want to come yet. She wanted to come with Joe inside her. She loved the way he felt when he was inside her. It was one of her favorite feelings in the world.

She pulled Joe up and kissed his mouth as a way of signaling that she enjoyed what he was doing, but wanted to move on to other things.

Joe washed the butt plug off in the bathroom sink. They went into the bedroom, walking on the rose petal pathway and lying on the petals on the bed.

Michelle got on her knees, looking over her shoulder for Joe with a wicked smile. He dripped the cold lube on her tiny ass hole, making her jump a little and laugh. Then he worked the butt plug into her. Michelle felt so tight that she was worried how they would get Joe's much bigger cock inside her ass, but she was determined to do it this time.

She figured it would hurt. She expected that she wouldn't really enjoy it but at least they would know what it was like and be able to say, "We did it!" Michelle was a little worried too that Joe might like it so much that he would want to do it more than fucking her vagina. If it did hurt and she didn't enjoy it, well, she didn't want to think about what the result of that might be. She trusted Joe to not want to keep hurting her, or do anything unpleasant to her but still that slight worry tugged at her.