Another Love (Part 31) - Sex Stories

Another Love (Part 31)

... didn’t want to break an ankle.

Our taxi driver took us through the back streets of Paris to the restaurant asking us what time we would like to be picked up and taken back to the hotel as he would very much like to drive us back. We agreed on a half ten pick up and I stepped out of the taxi, hurrying around to open the door for Jade.

Jade swung her legs gracefully around the split in her skirt causing her dress to fall away from both legs. I glanced down at her long shapely legs, my gaze sliding up her legs till it settled at the top of her crotch where I briefly caught a glimpse of some delicate lace underwear.

Taking Jade’s hand, I helped her stand up and once she was clear of the taxi, she kissed me on the cheek.

“Easy tiger, you will get to see them later so don’t eat too much I want you ready for action.”

“I am ready for action now, want to get back in the taxi and go back to the hotel.”

Jade giggled.

Walking into the restaurant I could feel eyes turn towards us from the other guest and a young gentleman approached us. Introducing ourselves he acknowledged our booking and took us to our table before giving us the wine list.

I let Jade order the wine as my knowledge of wine only extended to the colours and not being a drinker, they all taste the same to me.

As we ate our meal, we discussed various topics such as what we thought of Paris and our up-and-coming days in Vienna and Rome.

“I was reading a couple of articles on the web, whilst you ...

... were getting ready.”

“Oh anything interesting?” I asked.

“It was about,” Jade paused and lowered her voice, “swingers clubs in Paris. Did you know there are some really high-end-looking clubs in the city?”

“Were they high end or were they giving off the image that they were high end?”

“Well from the reviews I was reading, a couple of them have a very strict admittance policy from what you can wear to how you look.”

“Are you suggesting that we give them a try if they have such a high standard? I mean you might scrape through but I would probably fall short, after all, I am the ancient one.”

“What do you mean scrape through, I am a hot piece of ass, you said so yourself remember.”

“Well, you were,” I said grinning, “but now, well you are married, that makes you plain and frumpy,”

“Plain and frumpy,” Jade exclaimed in a loud voice causing the heads of others in the restaurant to turn and look at us. We looked at the other guests embarrassed before turning back to look at one another.

Jade narrowed her eyes as she stared at me.

“Plain and fucking frumpy,” with that, she scooped up a dollop of cream from her plate and flicked it into my face.

I pursed my lips trying not to laugh. The waiter discreetly approached and handed me a napkin so I could wipe my face.

“You are such a child sometimes, you know.”

“Well, you married me, and if I am plain and frumpy, I am holding you responsible. Now get the bill I am going to show you who is plain and ...