A Fine Line to Cross

This was her first time doing such a big solo trip. Usually, Jerry was there to talk to her and distract her. Now she was on her own. She didn’t know what to bring, so she was ready for any number of situations. This Jetset character sounded fun and adventurous, so she had to bring cute sneakers and boots for any outdoor things. She knew her hubby Jerry well enough to know he’d never complain about anything, however, he used to go crazy for her in heels. Had to pack a ton of those. As she didn’t know what mood he’d be in.

Then, there was the question of weather. What to wear for what weather. Then, the hair. How to do her hair. She had to be ready. This only meant that she had too many pieces of baggages to lug about. Plus, she knew if she arrived in comfortable flats or worse, sneakers, she would signal the wrong message to Jerry. In their dating days, he had casually mentioned that the lack of heels was a strong signal that there was no plans for any sex later in the day. She was irritated then by the though and now livid by it.

Catching one plane in heels was bad enough. Grabbing a connection flight was worse. If she found out that he had a smooth direct flight to the venue, she was going to chew him to pieces like she’d done the many men in her company who dared try to assert themselves in front of her. They had no special powers by having a dick between their legs. Hubby was not exempt either because he had a dick between his legs.

The final straw as when the final flight had to be diverted. Someone got sick on the flight. Now she was to catch a bus to get there. This was not cool. Had Jerry not been texting her the blush producing poems and stories during the whole of the trip, she would have had time to buy a return flight ticket and went back home.

If he wanted to romance her so badly, he could have told his boss to shove it and came running back to her. Men and their egos! He had insisted on keeping his job. He said he loved taking care of her. It was silly. Stupid really. His income, it turned out, was only a third what she was making. Even though he was doing great compared to the median income by more than double that.

She needed to find out just how Jerry was coming up with all these words that was making her wet and flushed. Further more, how did he know when her mood was tanking and her frustration peaking? He always had a sweet sensual naughty message at the right time to bring her attention back to her orders to arrive on time.

But now, with the bus detour, she’d be late. Worse, she had this sense that if she was late, things would not go so well, as in her fantasy of pinning her man down would be flipped on it’s head.

When the bus broke down, Betsy nearly lost all her cool. She was hot and bothered by the string of texts that Jerry had sent. Now, sitting on the side of the road, she was wondering what to do. She was not dressed to hitch hike, but that was an advantage. However, who would not want to take advantage of her while out on the side of the road.

Well, as independent as she was, she was going to figure this out. Jerry would never need to know. All she had to do was get a ride to a nearby town with cellular reception and she’d figure the rest out. The rest of the passengers were all huddled close to the bus peppering the driver with questions he could not answer.

Jerry got the notification of the flight problems. He knew that his wife was brave and would catch the first bus out. The problem, all the reliable carriers were not due to give rides his way for another few hours. The local smaller carriers did not have the best of ratings online. Now the smarts of renting the sports car started to make sense.

The back roads were not heavily monitored by police and speed was not as strictly enforced. Time to put this bad boy pony car through it’s paces. With that, Jerry wickedly smiled and hit the road with fury. The most he had hoped for was to catch up to the bus and follow it until it was close enough to be sure wifey was safe.

Her silhouette was distinctive. His lady had the sweetest flowing locks of curls he had ever met. Her legs were legends. The lady sitting on top of a pile of luggage was no one else but his lady. He did not need to be close enough to know. No one else would be sitting in the middle of nowhere in beaming hot sun looking this radiant in such high heels. That was why he cherished her all the more. Her soul’s beauty always translated to her external beauty.

With his loins heated, he quickly closed the distance safely to his lady. Rolling the window down, he smoothly lowered his sunglasses as he lowered the drop-top.

“Mrs. Jetset, your chariot awaits”

With that introduction, he bounded out of the car to assist his lady. She was very surprised and taken in. The man had cleaned up very nicely. Dapper. Sharp. And lost much unneeded belly fat and gained good tone. She was loving the view. Her excitement was too much to hide.

They embraced and held each other. She was highly aroused by the feel of a much younger man that her hubby had created. She loved how strong his presence felt. He was very much a different man. Plus, as he escorted her to the car, she appreciated and relished the feel of his hand firmly supporting her rear as she put some extra sway in her step.

Once in the car, he was gentleman enough to pull up to the bus and assure the other passengers that he was going to send help. They were all looking impressed and grateful. No one had cell service and this road was pretty empty.

While some had asked to get a ride, Sir Jetset had strategically placed enough suit cases in the back seat to dissuade anyone from jumping in. Their date was of utmost importance.

Taking his time to pull away without making anyone feel any type of way, he drove off to the nearest town to set up help. Once that was secured, he gave Betsy a look that swelled her lips with heat as he raised the drop-top back and blasted the air-conditioning.

“I’ve got to cool you off so that you’re ready for dinner”

She didn’t mind at all. Betsy felt she had entered a brand new world. One where he knew the way and she was just to sit back and enjoy.

“Yes Sir”

The way he smiled pinned her to the seat with anticipation. If only he would taker her now, she would not mind one bit. As he peeled off towards their vacation resort, the growl of the V8 thumped a beat that prepared her for the heat that was to come.