Chapter 2
The luxury hotel where Lucas reserved a room isn’t far from the convention center and we check in the night before the con starts. Even though the flight to San Diego wasn’t long, we’re both tired from working part of the week and from the added stress of travel, so we crash early.
Since this comic con is for Lucas, I decided to skip the first day and looked up what amenities the hotel spa offered and booked a package for the works. I’m going to stay at the hotel and he’s going to meet up with a couple of guys he knows for the gaming night after the opening ceremonies.
This is the first break from writing I’ve taken in months and I need to unwind.
He thinks it’s crazy that I’d prefer to spend the day at the spa than watching the gaming tournaments, but the spa is what I need to stay sane.
Whenever I take my long weekends at a wellness spa, I get pampered and come home feeling like a new woman.
I’m hoping one day at the spa here has the same effect.
He worries over me while we get dressed. “Will you be okay by yourself all day? I don’t know when I’ll be back.”
I laugh. “Yes, hon. I’m looking forward to relaxing.”
Knowing he doesn’t want to ditch me fills me with warmth, but this is what I adore about being married to him. We both can enjoy separate activities without being joined at the hip.
After a late breakfast, I kiss Lucas goodbye and take the elevator down to the lobby for my spa day.
I have back-to-back appointments and I spend several hours getting a massage, a facial, and a mani-pedi.
Ms. Kitty gets professionally groomed as well.
She needs to be a pretty kitty if we find a playmate.
Dinner is takeout from a local sushi bar, and since I’m not expecting Lucas back for hours, I put on a silk nightgown and relax on the couch to stream the latest Thor movie — Love and Thunder — while I eat my yummy dinner.
I need to watch Thor for inspiration to get in the mood for the con tomorrow. It’s research… I swear.
A month ago, Lucas invited a guy to the house to fuck me and the guy reminded me of Loki.
Ever since then, it’s been a running joke that I’m going to fuck a Thor lookalike on this trip.
When the movie finishes, I lie on the couch and daydream about a hunky guy plowing me against the wall just out of eyesight from everyone at the con.
Will there even be a quiet corner to fuck someone?
Lucas should get back to the hotel so I can ride him and imagine he’s my own Thor. Ms. Kitty buzzes with approval and I move a hand to fondle her through my panties. My phone beeps with a text from Lucas, and I stop rubbing myself to check the message.
Lucas
I’m getting some beers with friends. Are you OK?
Jessica
Yep, have fun. Don’t do anything I would do.
I end the message with a kissy face emoji, and I sigh as I set my phone on the coffee table.
Well, shit. No sexy husband to ride. He’s usually no good to me after a few hours drinking with his friends.
Ms. Kitty complains that I’m ignoring her, and I slide my hand underneath my panties and head straight for my clit.
I sigh with yearning as I caress lazy circles around my bundle of nerves.
I’m not sure if I plan on going for the big O yet, or If I’m going to just give myself a pleasant edge.
My phone beeps again, and this time Lucas sends me a picture of a couple laughing at the bar.
They’re posed towards the camera, so I can tell Lucas didn’t take the picture on the sly.
Both are cosplaying and the woman looks like the cute brunette with the glasses from the Thor movie, and the guy with her looks like Thor did at the beginning of the movie in jeans, t-shirt, and a sleeveless red leather jacket. The picture includes a message.
Lucas
I found your Thor.
My entire body lights up and a shock of delight ripples down my spine.
Wait, there’s no way that guy is for me.
Plus, he has a woman with him. The way the guy’s arm is around the woman in the picture says they’re together.
I laugh at how quickly I flushed. Lucas enjoys teasing me when he sees guys he knows I’d have fun fucking. I message Lucas back.
Jessica
That’s not nice. Ms. Kitty thought you were serious for a moment and now she’s angry at you.
Lucas
I’m almost sorry.
Jessica
You can make it up to us tomorrow. I’m going to bed. I’ll probably be asleep when your tipsy ass gets back here.
Lucas
Okay, baby. I’ll see you soon. Love you.
Jessica
Love you.
Hmm, do I want to go to bed or should I keep touching myself and get really horny? I slip my hand back into my panties and caress my clit... as if I really was going to do anything else. That’s crazy talk.
My thoughts turn dark and naughty as I imagine a muscular guy sliding inside me. Yeah, that’s what I need. My toes curl as I spread my legs wider and use my other hand to finger fuck myself. The desire to orgasm hits me and I moan loudly. Yeah, okay, there’s no stopping this.
I rub my clit faster and continue to daydream about a long-haired hunk spearing into me relentlessly.
It doesn’t take long until I’m close to coming.
When I push another digit into my pussy, the added thickness shoots me over the edge.
I cry out as pleasure radiates from my core, but the orgasm is shorter than I want.
I come down quickly and the euphoria dies off.
My fingers didn’t do the job as well as Lucas’s cock would have. Should I try for another one? A big yawn breaks my train of thought. Yeah, maybe not. The hotel claims it has top-of-the-line mattresses, and the one in my room is calling to me.
Wiping my hands on my panties, I drag myself off the couch and get ready for bed. I’m sound asleep by the time Lucas gets back and I stir only slightly when he gets into bed.
“Love you, hun,” I murmur.
He kisses my shoulder. “I love you too, baby.”
I’m asleep again before he turns off the bedside lamp.
The next morning, I’m examining myself in the bedroom mirror while I wait for Lucas to be ready to leave the hotel.
I didn’t really want to cosplay, and I just wanted to wear the sexiest black leather outfit I own.
But when I told Lucas the plan, he was adamant that I needed to bring fishnet stockings so I could be Black Canary.
I can’t argue with the results. I’m sexy as all fuck in black leather and fishnets.
When Lucas leaves the bathroom, he’s dressed like Green Arrow and I give an appreciative whistle.
Neither of our costumes are super authentic, but at least we’re trying.
Plus, I can spend all day imagining what my roleplaying Green Arrow hubby is going to do to me tonight.
He promised to make things up to me today and we’ve been too busy this morning.
He gives me a kiss on the cheek. “Are you ready to go?”
I double check I put everything we need in my black backpack and slide it over my shoulders. I have to get on my tiptoes to give him a peck, and I bounce on the heels of my combat boots.
“Yep, let’s do this.”
Lucas orders us a ride-share car and as we leave the hotel, several people in the lobby glance in our direction.
I overhear a kid asking his mother if we’re superheroes.
I don’t hear her response, but I hope she said yes.
Lucas told me that Black Canary’s superpower is the canary cry where her scream creates ultrasonic vibrations that can hurt people and break objects.
She’s also good in hand-to-hand combat, an expert motorcyclist, and a covert operative and investigator.
I straighten my five-foot nothing frame and swagger to give the illusion of confidence.
I’m cosplaying as a badass, and I might be small, but I’m mighty.
It takes a while to get to the convention center due to traffic and the sheer horde of cosplayers swarming the streets.
The line to get our badges is crazy long, but they keep us moving at a steady pace.
While we’re waiting, Lucas tells me about a fight that broke out yesterday at the con that included yelling and someone punching another guy.
I hope everyone is okay, but with this many people in one location, I’m not surprised that tempers would flare.
I’m already cranky at all the people who are standing in the middle of the hallways.
We’re soon through the line and join the main crush of people moving through the convention center.
The best thing about the con is all the awesome cosplaying, and it’s fun to look at everyone.
The creativity of the costumes pings the writing side of my brain and I’ve already got several storylines brewing in the back of my head.
I’ll need a new pen name if I did anything but paranormal romance, but who knows, maybe it’s time to branch out.
Horny Hotwife at the Con has a nice ring to it.
Cell reception is spotty, so I decide to stick with Lucas so I don’t have to find him later.
I’ve been turned on all morning and I see several handsome men that I wouldn’t mind riding, but there’s so much to do that I’m distracted from my horniness.
The plan is to find a souvenir for Miri and something cute and cuddly for myself — If it has glitter on it, even better.
I’m not really sure what I want, but I figure I’ll know it when I see it.
The artwork distracts me. Some of it is amazing, and I’d love to support other indie artists. I tug on Lucas’s hand.
“Hey, where’s the sales floor? I have a backpack that needs filling.”
Lucas laughs and he starts telling me something about a panel he wants to attend that starts soon, but as he talks, a guy who looks like Thor catches my eye.
I’m preoccupied and I don’t hear the rest of what Lucas says.
Wait, is that the same guy who was in his picture last night?
If it is, today he’s wearing full battle armor and carrying a fake Stormbreaker weapon.
Ms. Kitty hums to life as I study him. He’s muscular and just all-over massive.
I daydream about kneeling in front of him and sucking on his cock.
I’d like to see how many licks it takes to get to the center of that lollipop.
“Earth to Jessica.”
Lucas waves his hand in front of my face, and I give him a huge grin.
“Uh… See that dude over there by the wall?” I gesture towards Thor. “Is that the guy from the bar?”
Lucas’s eyes follow my hand. “Oh hey. Yeah, that’s James.”
Now that I’ve seen James in the flesh, I am so down with the idea of his cock inside me, but wouldn’t Lucas have made plans if James was single and interested? I try to act casual, as if I’m not desperate for the guy’s cock.
“Was the woman in the picture his girlfriend? She’s not with him right now.”
“Nah, she’s dating another guy. I’m not sure how those two know each other, but she was making out with the other guy later.”
I peer at James with even more interest. Why didn’t Lucas hook me up with him? You’d think with how we’ve been joking for weeks about finding me a Thor, he would have made it happen.
“If you’re done drooling over James, we need to get in line.”
Ugh, fine. Lucas takes my hand and I prepare to wait. I know this is the main thing he’s here for, but I’d rather check out the eye candy and shop.
While we wait in line, Lucas chats with people about our costume and where we’re from.
I spend the time trying not to stare at any one person for too long, and daydreaming plots for stories I will probably never write.
The longer it takes, the more X-rated my stories become.
Shit, we should have gotten up early and fucked like rabbits so I didn’t spend the day horny looking at hot guys in costumes.
I catch a few of the guys checking me out and I see appreciation in their eyes at how I’m dressed, but everyone is polite and no one is leering or making me uncomfortable.
We’re eventually let into a large conference room with rows of chairs, but I’m more interested in crowd watching than anything else.
Some costumes are incredibly elaborate, and there are more than a few people strolling around in shoes that are going to kill their feet within an hour.
I’m thankful for my combat boots, since it seems like today is going to be a lot of standing around.
Right before the lights dim, I spot James across the room.
God, he’s so yummy. If I could get him alone, he’s the type of guy I would totally fuck in a bathroom.
I recently hooked up with a dude in a haunted house, so the bathroom at a con seems tame compared to what filthy things I did on Halloween.
I catch Lucas’s eye, and he nods towards James.
“Are you going to spend all day imagining fucking James?”
“Hey, it’s not my fault that we haven’t had sex on the trip. You’re the one who got drunk last night and left me all alone in the hotel with nothing else to do but touch myself and think about getting railed by a sexy, muscular guy.”
I hadn’t told him what I had done last night, and he perks up when I say I was touching myself.
He thinks for a second. “I don’t know. I’m feeling a lack of appreciation for the hard work I put in last night.”
The tone of his voice tells me he’s teasing.
“Yeah, I’m sure laughing and drinking with your friends was oh so hard.”
Lucas leans over, kisses below my ear, and whispers, “Yeah, but baby, I was also arranging for James to come to the hotel room tonight and fuck you.”
Lust zips through my body, and my nipples harden as my pussy buzzes. I gape at Lucas.
“Really?”
I can’t keep the excitement out of my voice, and I want to squeal and bounce. Jesus Christ, I really have married the most amazing man ever.
“Yes, really. But you have to pay attention to me today if you want to play with James tonight.”
Oh hell yeah, I’ll give Lucas so much attention, he’ll be begging me to fuck James later just to get a break. I turn towards him, giving him my full attention and I take his hand, squeezing it.
“Okay, my love. I only have eyes for you today.”
He laughs and his, “Uh-huh,” tells me he doesn’t fully believe me. So yeah, I might glance at other people, but Ms. Kitty and I are only interested in two people tonight. I want a hard pounding from James, and then I want my incredible husband to fuck me and tell me he loves me.