It had been a while since my wife Diane and I were intimate, so I had high hopes that tonight was the night. Afterall, it was our seven year anniversay and I was taking her out to our favorite restaurant for dinner. Just as I was about to pull out of driveway, she got a text message from Dan, her bull. He was in town for a sales conference and wanted her to come over to his hotel. He often gave short notice like that. I figured she would just reschedule for another time because it was our special night. Instead, Diane hopped out of the car to go back inside. I followed her to the bedroom where she had already started changing. Off came the designer jeans and cotton panties. I watched, incredulous, as she put on nylon stockings, sexy pumps, sheer bra and panties. A tight red dress completed her outfit. Then she started brushing her hair and applying makeup. I pointed out that this was our special night, our anniversary. She simply said that he was expecting her, and that we could always do our dinner another night. I couldn't believe how casual she was about it. As a compromise, I suggested that I drive her to his hotel and wait until they were finished. We could maybe then have a late dinner afterwards. She told me that she was going to drive herself, just in case he wanted her to stay the night. She always let me lick her before she went off on a date, but this time she was in a hurry. Noticing how disappointed I was, Diane came over to give me a hug and peck on the cheek. She reminded me that I hadn't finished my chores, which was true, and that she would tell me all about her date tomorrow morning.