Vail, Colorado

Smiling to herself in anticipation of what was about to come, Sue Ellen Ewing moved closer to the bathroom mirror to reapply her lipstick and as she did, she couldn't help but laugh as she studied her reflection from a different angle. She had thought she had understood JR's gift before, but leaning forward, she understood even more what had been going on in his mind when he'd purchased the barely there, red, lace bra and panties for her as a Valentine's Day gift. From what would soon be his perspective, all of her best assets were on display, but were also strategically covered by just enough of the delicate fabric to tease him and add a small sense of mystery to their foreplay. Displaying so much so soon wasn't her usual style, or JR usual gift style, but she knew her husband and she knew that he enjoyed things like this every so often, and honestly, so did she, so she was happy to indulge his fantasies. As long as he continued to be honest with her about what he enjoyed and what he wanted and as long as he only sought her to satisfy those wants, she was happy to participate. She wasn't conservative or unadventurous, and she certainly wasn't ashamed to admit she actually enjoyed trying new things, so as long as she continued to feel respected and loved in her marriage, she was happy to do what JR wanted to do and she wasn't afraid to suggest things she wanted to do. Her marriage to JR wasn't all adventurous, they certainly had a reasonable amount of intimate experiences that were just that, intimate, but not necessarily new or inventive, but she was happy, and she enjoyed the way things were; variety was the spice of life, but variety didn't mean things had to always be brand new rather than ordinary and familiar. Fluffing her hair and checking her makeup and appearance one last time, she then reached for the door handle and opened the door.

Turning his head as soon as he heard the familiar sound of high heels clicking against a hard floor, JR's mouth went dry as the bathroom door opened and his wife appeared. They had exchanged Valentine's gifts earlier in the morning and he'd found it difficult throughout the day to keep himself from fantasising about how she'd look, but even when he hadn't been able to keep his thoughts in check, his mind had never gone as far as to imagine just how sexy and beautiful she would actually look in reality. He'd come to terms a long time ago with how much of an idiot he'd been in their early marriage, but every time he was confronted with a visual reminder, he mentally kicked himself. There had been absolutely no reason he had 'needed' to use other women to live out his fantasies, his wife had always been there and if he had just been honest with her, she would have done anything he'd asked her to. Fortunately for him, they had managed to overcome their issues and were now very happy with each other and they were on a path individually and as a couple toward ultimate happiness. After briefly considering the past, his thoughts then toward the present, though as he took in Sue Ellen's physical appearance, it was difficult to focus on anything but his attraction to her and what the rest of their night held. "Hello darlin'", grinning at her as she slowly strutted from the bathroom toward the bed, he surrendered to his thoughts; they were going to have a wonderful Valentine's Day tonight, then tomorrow they would do the same thing, but in the name of their wedding anniversary, then the rest of their trip would just simply be wonderful. They had barely seen anything Vail had to offer, because they had arrived at their ski resort relatively late in the evening, but that had no bearing on is opinion; he loved Texas, but Colorado certainly had its benefits.

Dallas, Texas

A few hundred miles southeast of Vail, Bobby Ewing was in a similar but different position to his brother and sister-in-law. He didn't have a serious girlfriend to wine and dine this Valentine's Day, but he did have friends with girlfriends, and those girlfriends had single friends, single friends who were always on the lookout for the right man. The moment he had met Denise, he had known they had no future together, but he wasn't a bad guy and he wasn't going to disappoint her by refusing to take her dancing like he had promised his old college roommate's girlfriend he would. As expected, his date had been fine, but it hadn't been the beginning of anything special, in fact, by the lack of second date queries on Denise's part at the end of the night, he was fairly sure she felt the same way about him as he did her; they just weren't suited for each other and that was ok. After an uneventful evening, he hadn't been expecting to end up where he was now, however, somehow, he had.

Knowing he didn't have any work to do the next day except fly to Midland in the afternoon, he had elected to not return to Southfork immediately after his date ended, not just because he didn't feel like answering his parents questions about his early return, but because there really wasn't much to do at Southfork on a Wednesday evening. He was young, single and relatively free to live his life however he wanted, and if his wants at the end of the night were selfish, then that was ok; he didn't have anyone to answer to and as long as he wasn't hurting anyone with his actions, he could do whatever he wished with his time, energy and money.

Watching lustfully as the young brunette girl he'd begun talking to at the beginning of the second part of his evening stepped back, stretched her arms across her body and tossed her dress over her head, he wasted no time following her lead and before he knew it, they were horizontal and well on their way to satisfying their desires. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he knew that if the situation were any different his actions would have been considered selfish, because although they had talked, he still couldn't have repeated her name back if asked to, however, from the way she was acting, she didn't personally care too much about him either, so it was a win-win. For the second time in one evening, he hadn't successfully found a woman he wanted to build a future with, but again, that was ok, because fortunately for him, Cathy, Carol, Cheryl, or whatever her name was, was simply a young, single, liberated woman with an appetite for sex, she had no expectation or desire for more with him. He wanted a girlfriend, eventually, but in the meantime, until that happened, he was happy enough to satisfy his physical desires with whatever woman was available at the time.

To be continued…