I was looking forward to our trip. We’d been planning it for months and a B&B in wine country sounded amazing. My mother had agreed to watch the kids and my husband had no pressing work he couldn’t ignore. so, kid free and work free, we could just relax and enjoy ourselves.
The B&B sounded perfect. Right in the middle of wine country and it had a five star rating. It had a pool, gardens, very private rooms each with their own bathrooms, and all the reviews said the hosts were wonderful.
We were going to be gone for four days and I was deciding what to pack. I asked my husband.
“Justin. What do you think I should pack?” I asked looking at a pile of clothes on my bed.
“Why do you need clothes?” He quipped.
I laughed to myself. If he had his way, I’d walk around naked for everyone to see. He loved it when men checked me out and often encouraged me to wear clothing with a little less coverage.
“I have to wear something,” I said. “No one wants to see an almost 40 year old woman naked.”
I was actually 38 and, to be honest, I did get my share of looks. At 5’8″, and 145 lbs, I kept myself in good shape. My shoulder length blonde hair and blue eyes didn’t hurt either. I worked hard on my body and to look good, and the looks and admiring glances were proof my hard work paid off.