So the last couple of days of 2006 were really nice and I hope it’s a sign (if I believed in signs) of positive things to come in 2007.

Saturday night was ♀’s staff party. She and a co-worker decided they were going to treat themselves and get their hair and make-up done that afternoon. While she was at the mall waiting for JA,   ♀ just happened to find the perfect red dress and black strappy heels. She’d had her wardrobe picked out for weeks and it’s not like her to be so impulsive, but “it fits like it was made for me and it was on sale and I’m not going to wear a bra or panties.” It’s not like I was going to protest that.

All she wore underneath was a red garter and black stockings with the lace at the top. Her long blonde hair was done in ringlets and her make up was perfect and she glowed. She kept looking in the mirror and saying “I am so beautiful” like she was seeing for the first time what I see every day. I wore my Loony Tunes boxers in case you were wondering.

The party was held in a banquet room above a local casino and several people including JA had rented rooms at the adjacent hotel. We met at her room and she was getting frustrated. Her stay-ups were already starting to slip. “They usually do”, I said “don’t you have anything else?” She’s in the early stages of her divorce (papers filed, house for sale, but family all still living there) one day a couple of weeks ago, she threw out all her high heels, all her lingerie and all her sex toys! I could not begin to understand, but being a hell of a nice guy, I drove home and brought back one of our garter belts for her to wear.

I think there were about 250 people at the party and ♀ lit up the room. It was wonderful to see her so happy. It reminded me of how happy she looked on our wedding day. In fact she got the DJ to play the song she walked down the isle to; ‘Unchained Melody” the Righteous Brothers version.

When she wasn’t flirting with me, ♀ was flirting with JA. If it wasn’t for body image issues, I think ♀ would love being with women and I’ve told her JA would be an ideal first. I admit it’s a self-serving theory, but I think I’m right.

Everyone at the party received a $5 token for the casino and as we were leaving the party, we stopped in. ♀ & I won $250 between us. Yippee!! After that six of us went back to JA’s room. There was JA and her unofficial date, trying desperately to get her into bed, a male co-worker (Bob) and his wife and ♀ & I. It turns out all three women have had breast reductions (what are the odds?)

♀ had hers done about 6 years ago, Mrs. Bob about 3 years ago and JA six weeks ago. They were discussing swelling and scarring and all of a sudden ♀ pops her boobs out of her dress. Then Mrs. Bob does the same thing. JA says hers are still to ugly to show off and the two other women try to reassure her that it’ll get better. They all get right up close and personal. ♀ explains that the scarring on the underside of her breasts is quite thick because of an allergic reaction to surgical tape, but since they didn’t use tape on her nipples they look perfect. Mrs. Bob has fine scarring along the underside and all around her nipples. JA can’t imagine hers ever looking normal. They’re just starting to discuss nipple sensitivity, lost and/or gained when I blurt out, “They removed your nipples?!! I didn’t know that. We’ve been together for 5 years. How could I possibly not know that?!!”

After the laughing and my blushing stopped I realized that it made sense. Take away half of the boobage and the nipples would be in the wrong place, but I honestly had never thought of it before. I was to embarrassed to ask, but do they need to do nipple relocation when they do breast implants?

So after a night of lusting after my radiant wife and seeing her publicly expose herself I was looking forward to some hot sweaty lovin’ when we got home. I went pee and when I got back to the bedroom she was snoring; dress and shoes still on. She made it up to me the next afternoon with breakfast in bed and a blow job. If there’s a better way to wake up, I don’t know it.

We decided to get in on some of the end of the year sales. ♀ wanted to buy a 2nd set of the Mikasa dishes we got for a Christmas present and I need new running shoes and work shoes. Instead we bought a new bed (to be delivered Jan 9) and a bag full of bra’s (4 for her, 1 for me) and panties (1 for her, 4 for me).

When we got home, ♀ told me to put on the clothes she had been wearing the night before. The only difference was that I needed to wear a bra and my silicone boobies to fill out the front of the dress. I didn’t have ringlets or my make-up done, but I sure felt pretty. I trimmed her pubes, filed and massaged her feet and rubbed lotion into her hands, brushed and braided her hair Our passionate love making session ended at 3 minutes to midnight. Just as well because she was snoring again by 10 minutes after. A pretty good way to end a pretty crappy year.

Click here to see the pretty red dress.

All the best to you and yours in 2007.