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exceptions for ourselves. That late
afternoon, we took a short drive to check in to our hotel and get ready for
dinner. I was expecting a cheap chain motel, but I was wrong. He had booked us
a Jacuzzi suite at a Hilton; he did good. One room was filled with a couch,
dining table and a small kitchen. The other held the bed, two person tub and
the entrance to the bathroom. I carried my overnight bag into the bathroom to
change, and locked the door behind me.
    Obviously I didn’t care if he saw
me changing clothes. I had bought a new dress to wear to dinner, and I wanted
to surprise him. I dressed, touched up my hair and makeup, and stepped into my
heels. I backed up to get a look at myself in the full length mirror on the
door. The dress had a red short sleeved top and a black knee length pencil
skirt. A thick black belt circled my waist, cinching the material in to hug my
curves in all the right places. My shoes were black, strappy, and 6 inches
tall. I normally would never wear anything like them, but it was a special
occasion and they made me feel good.  My hair was pulled back into a neat
ponytail, revealing black teardrop earrings. I had added a little blush to
bring out my cheekbones, and a pop of red lips. I studied my reflection in the
mirror, and for the first time was able to see myself through my husband’s
eyes. When I looked at my body that night, I didn’t see “plus size” or “mom
curves”. Looking back at me was a sexy, vivacious woman who could satisfy her
man, and keep him coming back for more. For the first time in a very long time,
I looked at myself and smiled. I couldn’t wait to show Tyler. I stepped out of
the bathroom towards him, and his eyes lit up.
    “Wow.” There was that word again.
“You look incredible.”
    At that point I struck a pose (bottom
out, shoulders back), but tried to keep a coyness to my voice. “Oh, do you like
it?”
    “Are you kidding me? Look at you, Shay.”
His eyes prowled my body. “ Damn.”
    He looked amazing, as always. He
was wearing my favorite ass-hugging jeans and a black button down shirt, with
the sleeves rolled up just under his elbow. He had shaved while I was changing,
and I wanted to feel his smooth jaw under my lips. Or, you know, between my
thighs. There was a palpable tension growing between us. I stepped closer to
him and breathed in his scent, cool and crisp and masculine. I was mentally
undressing him, and wanted nothing more in that moment than to make my thoughts
a reality, push him back on the bed and ride him ‘til dawn. But, we had dinner
reservations to make, after all.
    “We had better get going if we’re
going to make it in time,” I managed to squeak out.
    He kept staring at me for a few
seconds, and I knew he had shared my thoughts. Finally he let out a long sigh.
“Yeah, okay.”
     
    Dinner was wonderful. The restaurant
was quiet and romantic; much different than the fast food places we usually
went with the boys. As we sat together in our cozy, dimly lit private booth, we
weren’t worried about bath times, diaper changes or juice cups. We were
completely focused on each other. We talked about Tyler’s work and our hopes
for the future. We flirted and laughed and played footsie under the table. And
the food was delicious. We splurged and treated ourselves to three courses,
each more delectable than the last. While Tyler paid the bill, I checked the time
on my phone. I was enjoying his company so much I wasn’t sure how long we had
been sitting there together. As I read the time, I realized over three hours
had passed in a blink. I looked up at him and saw he was gazing back at me,
lust in his eyes. “Are you ready to go back to the room?” I winked at him, and
didn’t have to say a word. As I was climbing out of the booth, he pinched my
ass, probably a little harder than he’d meant to. I let out a tiny scream of
surprise and drew the attention of several diners around us. I turned on him,
red faced, but he looked back