New Years Eve_(0)

It’s seven thirty in the morning, January 1st 2007, New years day and here I am sat in my study typing away on the PC when really, I ought to be where my wife is right now, upstairs in bed, asleep after the celebrations. Right now though, sleep is the one thing I know my mind won’t allow for I am still replaying over and over in my head just what took place last night! So here I am, wide awake and unable to clear my head of what has taken place I thought I would share my thoughts with you…that is…those I can remember.

But before I go into the detail of what happened last night let me first give a little background to events as well as a few details about us.

Lin, my wife is 47 years of age while I am a couple of years younger. We’ve been married for more years than either of us would care to recall but that said, we’ve been lucky enough to enjoy a strong marriage, especially in this day and age when Divorce seems the norm.

Though 47 she’s nonetheless a sexy little size ten package at five feet two inches tall with a trim, well looked after figure. I certainly have no complaints and am more than a little proud when we’re out and about and I see or hear others mistaking her for someone much younger.

Anyway, yesterday…New Years Eve and in truth neither Lin nor I had any plans to celebrate the New Year. We’d declined one party, because of the distance involved. We’d also decided not to go to our one and only local nightclub for the previous year we’d gone and like many people there that night, had been sorely disappointed with the music they had played, much of it being impossible to dance to. So all in all, this year we’d opted to give the New Year thing a miss.

Earlier in the day we were both outside hoovering the inside of her car (messy bitch that she is). One of the presents I had bought her at Xmas was a manufacturers full set of seat covers which I planned to put on for her. With the inside cleaned up I started on the job of fixing the covers.

Unlike the “one size fits all” types you can buy from local motor shops and are subsequently easily fitted, I knew these would prove a little more tricky to fit.

I was halfway through fitting the lower part of the drivers seat when Andy our son in law turned up. It seemed he’d been down to the local “Boot Fare”, buying some tobacco.

The three of us chatted and joked for a few minutes before I decided it was time I got back to fitting the covers. At this point Lin said she was going back inside to make coffee and asked if Andy wanted one? I remember looking up at her from what I was doing as there seemed to be an undue amount of innuendo attached to her question. I was right for unseen by Andy she winked at me and smiled.

I guess I should say I have long been aware of how well Lin gets on with our son in law and him her. It’s a subject I have discussed with her on occasions and Lin has always been open enough to let me know, despite the age difference, (or maybe because of it) she fancies him.

Anyway, there I was yesterday morning, having declined a coffee saying I’d have one later, struggling to fit these bloody seat covers while my wife and our son in law were inside having a coffee.

About twenty minutes later, with me having fitted both front sets, the two of them came back out. Little was said as Andy got into his car ready to go but his parting comment of “I will see you tonight then” followed by my wife’s, “I’ll look forward to it!” really pricked at my curiosity.

“Oh yes! What was all that about?” I asked when Andy had driven off.

“Andy was asking what we’re up to tonight and when I said we hadn’t planned on anything, he suggested we join him and our daughter at the Rugby club.”

We’d tried the club a few years previous and though the drinks were inexpensive, the atmosphere for a New Year wasn’t all that so I was surprised to hear Lin had agreed.

“And what is it you will look forward to?” I asked her, intrigued by her parting comment towards him.

My wife simply laughed that wicked laugh she has saying, “Hmmm! And wouldn’t you just like to know?”

With that she went back into the house leaving me even more intrigued than I already was.

It took me a while before I finished fitting the covers and returned to the house. Lin was in the kitchen. I moved up behind her and slid my hands onto her waist.

“Come on! You’ve got me bloody curious here. What was all that about with you and Andy?”

“I’m not so sure I should tell you!” she said.

Now my curiosity really had peaked and I wanted an answer. I started to tickle her waist knowing if there is one thing she can’t handle, it’s that. She told me to stop, which I did when she finally agreed to tell me.

“While we were having that coffee we were chatting about New Year and I was telling him how in my younger days the girls always used to use New Year as an excuse to see how many guys we could snog. I asked if as a guy he didn’t used to do the same. He said he did and that’s when I asked him if that meant I would get a snog of him tonight?”

At this point Lin turned away and started to put away the crockery that was on the drainer as if she had no plans to tell me anymore.

“Come on!” I told her. “You can’t leave it at that! What did he say?”

She finished putting away some plates then turned to face me a broad smile on her face.

“It’s not so much what he said but what he did.” she told me.

“Did? What do you mean did?” I asked, really bloody intrigued by now.

“He was stood over there,” she replied, nodding to the opposite side of the kitchen. “He came over to where I was standing and put his hands on my waist then told me, ‘I will look forward to giving you a New Years snog Lin but how about I give you pre New years snog as a starter?”

Even as I am writing this I can remember how aroused I got her telling me that.

“Did you let him?” I asked, feeling as jealous as hell.

“I didn’t have much choice. He just pulled me towards him and the next thing we were snogging.”

“Oh Shit!” I groaned as I imagined the two of them like that even as she was telling me. “And?”

“And what?” she asked, knowing damn well what I wanted to know.

“What was it like? What was HE like?”

Lin’s smile widened even further. “Hmmm! He’s one sexy kisser!”

“Is that bloody right?” I asked feigning annoyance.

She reached down and took my hand and I simply watched as she undid the zip on her jeans and slid my hand inside pushing my fingers onto her knickers. I could immediately feel they were wet.

“Jesus Lin! He’s got you this aroused from a kiss?”

Again she smiled. “Yes! And I made him promise me more of the same tonight!”

I have to say by then her description of what had taken place had gotten me really turned on and with my hand already inside her knickers I started to frig her off. I don’t know what she was thinking about as we kissed and as I fingered her to a climax, all I can say is I couldn’t get the vision of her and our son in law out of my head.

The rest of the day passed by as normal….well as normal as it can given what I’d been told by my wife and it wasn’t til around eight that evening we started to get ready to go out.

Like I say, the rugby club was no great shakes, certainly not the kind of place you’d get dressed up to go to. Lin settled on a close fitted, yellow top along with a pair of jeans and at just after nine we were pulling into the club car park.

We met Andy and our daughter inside, joining them at a table they’d managed to secure. The music was poor, the lights were full on and those kids that were present loud and noisy but at least the drinks were cheap which was especially pleasing for me given Lin’s liking for whisky and cokes. I was the one driving so the cost of my oranges juices were minimal.

We chatted, we drank…we mingled with other friends that were there, we drank….we chatted some more and we drank some more and aside from the kiddies, who treated it like a race track, no-one else had bothered to get up onto the dancefloor.

By eleven I had worked out Lin had had nine whisky and cokes and so far as I could see she was barely tipsy.