1. A weekend break to Amsterdam


    Date: 3/17/2016, Categories: Exhibitionism, Author: AndreaDetroit, Rating: 13, Source: LushStories

    The drone of the jet engines had a soothing effect on me and finally I felt myself relaxing. We, my hubby and I, were taking a weekend break and Amsterdam was the destination. I had been toying with the idea for the last couple of weeks and decided it was now or never. My workaholic husband was driving himself into an early grave due to a ridiculous deadline set by his newest client, and things were so bad, it seemed like we were living separate lives lately. Enough was enough, I said during one particularly vicious row and told him, if things didn't change, I would leave him. Now, although I didn't believe for a minute that Paul would really let me walk, one never really knows how strong a relationship is until it's actually put to the test. So unbelievably, it was me who was standing there nervously waiting for an answer and, by the look on his face, I thought I'd gone too far. Unfortunately for me, Paul is an intense person who immerses himself completely in anything he does, especially his work and doesn't stop until everything is as exactly as it should be. After hearing my ultimatum, his face was taut and his eyes were dark and emotionless whilst he weighed up his options. Eventually he admitted things weren't going as he planned and he was neglecting his duties to me and he would try to make amends. When I heard his response, I breathed a huge sigh of relief and hoped it wasn't too late. Of course he couldn't abandon all his work, but he did agree to make more time ...
    for me and that's why we were sitting next to each other, in first class, holding hands and watching the dreary English weather disappear beneath us. Relaxing in the comfy chair I began thinking about what Amsterdam had to offer once we'd landed after lunch. As soon as the "Seat-belt" light went out, I felt different; loose, excited and if I’m honest, horny as hell. Mentally I started ticking off all the things the world wide web had recommended when visiting Holland's capital city: The Rembrandt museum, the Anne Frank house and of course a trip round the famous canals, but who was I kidding? The only thing on the internet which grabbed my attention was the names of the live sex shows, where the famous window girls were and where some of the more "exciting" bars could be found and a naughty smile decorated my face. Knowing Holland is very liberal when it comes to sins of the flesh was main reason I decided Amsterdam should be our destination, and I was hoping that the special brand of night-life in Holland's capital city would pep up hubby's libido. Mind you, that wasn't the only reason we were getting away from the suburbs. Where we were going, nobody knew us, and if I wanted to go wild or do something outrageous, there wouldn't be any disapproving glances, accusing fingers or jealous comments aimed at me. I was determined to get my jollies off this weekend and nothing was going to get in the way of that. Still secretly musing over the carnal delights that awaited us in the ...
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