1. Community Involvement Ch. 15


    Date: 11/26/2017, Categories: Wife / MILF, Author: Phoenix181, Source: LushStories

    “I have an idea!” Michelle exclaimed excitedly. We had just left Palm Beach and were headed south toward the big smoke. Next stop Sydney and the city lights. “I’m pleased for you,” I laughed with a hint of sarcasm. She shook her head in dismay. “You just can’t get good help these days.” Without missing a beat she ploughed on. “It’s such a lovely evening, which matches perfectly with the magical day we’ve had, and neither us needs to go home tonight, soooo…” her voice trailed off suggestively. “I think you’ve had too much champagne?” I said, jokingly. “Not really but if we…” “…had’ve had anymore you’d be asleep by now?” I cut in. “Finishing my sentences?” she asked laughing. “That’s a sign we’re definitely getting close.” We laughed together. “Anyway, go on.” I prompted, delightfully curious about her idea. “How about we stay somewhere for the night? That way we don’t have to worry about driving and so on.” “Sounds like a plan, Stan.” “Excellent!” She squeezed my thigh affectionately and started rummaging in her large handbag for her phone. “Let me make a few enquires.” “Thank heavens for mobile phones with internet connectivity at times like these.” I agreed wholeheartedly as she scanned her screen. Into the gathering dusk we drove. The approaches to the lower north shore increased in traffic density as the Spit Bridge loomed, but thankfully it was not a car park like it could have been given it was late peak hour. The traffic gods were looking after us. I had zoned out ...
    somewhat as I drove, lost in a myriad of random thoughts as Michelle made a number of calls and spoke to, god knows, how many people it seemed. Eventually she finished her intense discussions. “All sorted!” she smiled broadly and sighed contentedly. “You seem quite satisfied with yourself. What, if I may ask, have you come up with?” “I think I’ve done good,” she said smugly. I smiled appreciatively before she added, “Instead of heading to North Sydney as planned, can you go across the Harbour Bridge? Maybe take the York St route and head towards The Rocks along George St?” “Sure, Ms SatNav. For you, anything.” “At the roundabout, take the second exit and go ‘beep’ yourself.” She cracked up laughing at her little joke. “Is that so?” I tried to sound indignant but her laughter was infectious. “If that were possible they’d call me tripod.” “That’s quite witty. No offence though,” although I knew she was still making fun of me. “Okay, The Rocks it is. But, where in The Rocks? That is the question?” “Oh, didn’t I tell you?” She looked furtively at me through the corners of her eyes. “We are going to the Park Hyatt.” “What? Wow…I mean. How? No wonder you looked so pleased with yourself,” I complimented her. “But I only brought a pair of jeans and a shirt for dinner though.” “No probs, I haven’t got any fancy clothes either,” she shrugged. “Who cares, it will be our night regardless. Anyway, who says we will be going anywhere fancy for dinner?” “I take it Ripples has been given the ...
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