Last weekend I went away with a few of my female friends.....a relaxing getaway to some wineries, nice dinners, shopping and girls chat. Or, at least that is what my husband thought. After-all, he has been on the road so much for work that I needed a break from the kids so he had no issues letting me escape for a few days. No questions asked. "Go have fun, see you on Sunday night" and off I went giving him a kiss as I walked out the door. The weather was nice, so I had on a cute summer dress, nothing too sexy, but still drew attention to myself.

The problem is, I didn't head to my friends house to pick her up, or to the wineries. Instead I headed to the city. I had my first tinder date for dinner. After finding myself a parking spot, I touched up my makeup, took off my panties and walked over to the restaurant with high anticipation. We had been flirty and sexting for weeks now. I loved how commanding and dominating he was and I could feel my pussy getting wet as I walked, just thinking about the night ahead. Once I found him, we greeted each other with a kiss, and got comfortable over drinks while we waited for a table. Things got handsy quick and his hands were up my skirt while waiting for appetizers at the table. I was so turned on.. He told me to go in to the bathroom, take off my bra and text him a pic to prove it and them come back to the table keeping it off. Of course I followed directions. I was so hot being naked under my dress during dinner and being teased the whole time. After dinner we took a walk and had some fun. Took some risque photos, wandering hands, etc, etc, then eventually back to the hotel room where he used me all night long. It felt so good and I needed it so bad.......and that was just the first night. I had a few more tinder dates lined up for the next day and night as well as Sunday morning.