A shopping trip

Things returned to being a bit more normal. Tom had stopped ignoring Sarah sexually in favour of pornography and his desire had been for the most part satisfied. That is not to say the he didn't occasionally browse stories, comics and captions from time to time but now he would bookmark them so he could share them with Sarah later. Sarah did occasionally check in to see what he had newly stored for her and occasionally she would be reading on her tablet in bed and after getting worked up they would have sex. It was nothing on the scale of that first time but when she was feeling naughty she would tease him by saying things like "All this thinking about cheating on you has got me so horny" or "The guy in that story was so dominant. You'd like to see me with a dominant man wouldn't you?" Whilst she did it mostly to turn Tom on her own excitement couldn't be denied.

She had become acutely aware of her own attractiveness. Every interaction she would have with a guy had her wondering if he was thinking about fucking her. Katie's comments about different man also played through her mind about the variety of men. She was sat in a cafe having been doing some shopping. The young trendy looking young man behind the counter had been especially flirty with her. There's no doubt that he would like to fuck me she thought. She was sat by the window and there were people walking around going about their business. The men caught her attention. Many were just unattractive there was no denying that but looking at the passing men like a buffet or box of chocolates like Katie did changed the way she thought of them. Before she would have only noticed guys who were her type or unusually handsome or suave, but now.

There was some work going on near a pot hole. One guy was there with his big beer belly and jeans that were hanging a bit low on him . He was definitely not dish she'd pick but the other guy was interesting. He was a pretty rough looking fella with badly drawn tattoos on his sleeveless arms but his arms were thick with muscle and while he clearly enjoyed a beer himself it was part of a strong, broad and undeniably masculine frame. _I wonder what he'd be like in bed? _she thought as she imagined herself pressed beneath his broad, bulky body with his rough hands on her smooth skin. Her pussy gave a little twinge and she looked away in embarrassment.

An older businessman walked past on his phone. He was well groomed and well tailored, he screamed money and authority. He had been noticeably older than her but had what seemed to be a lean figure. I suppose a man like that would have a personal trainer. What would it be like with him? She imagined herself in an expensive suite in a hotel wearing expensive jewellery and lingerie. She'd display herself to him before crawling on the floor towards him and taking his dick in her mouth. Blowjobs weren't her thing really but it would just seem kind of right in that situation.

She continued her little game. A group of young men probably from the university. Her mind went to a house party with bright young things and the boy who'd invited her taking her up to his scruffy room so they could fuck. With the energy of youth they would fuck all night both of them cumming several times. A black guy strutting past with an attitude a mile wide. She had never been with a black guy but their dicks were supposed to be huge. Could she cope with a huge cock. Maybe she'd have to practice with a dildo so that she could accommodate him comfortably.Sarah was now flushed and squirming in her seat.

She took a deep breath, finished her drink and went on her way. As she was browsing dresses and some of them were delightfully sexy. She had completely taken to dressing more sexily but never really considered how good she must look to guys other than Tom. Could I really have sex with someone else? she asked herself. The idea was starting to sound more appealing all the time. She had never considered cheating so the idea was strange but the idea of luring in men with her sex appeal and taking sexual gratification from them to then go back and have such an impact on her husband that he would be a wreck of lust, it was exciting. The problem was she wasn't going to endanger their marriage and perhaps she needed to be the strong one in resisting this to be the sensible one who does what's best for both of them.

She tried on a couple of outfits and they both looked amazing. One was for nights out and was the opposite if the flowing number she had worn to the party. This one clung to every bit of her and while the neckline was high the dress really emphasised her boobs. She turned and looked at her behind. It was very short and barely went beyond the cleft of her behind yet it also showed even the skimpy thong she had put on that morning. She hitched it up and took off her underwear. She turned to look in the mirror again and was pleased to see smooth lines and no panty line. She bent over slightly and the hem of the dress lifted a little and she could quite clearly see her pussy in the mirror. She bit her lip and got changed back into her ordinary clothes. Jesus, I need a fucking she thought. She decided to take the dress. The adage of don't go food shopping when hungry came to mind. Don't go shopping for sexy clothes when you're horny. Oh that reminds me, let's look at lingerie.

If only she could test the waters somehow. At that point she remembered. She had been keeping a little secret. Initially she had just ignored it, then Tom big confession happened so she decided not to do anything about it just for this sort of eventuality and from there had forgotten about it completely. She pulled out her phone and pulled up Facebook. There on the screen was a friend request from Jim Becket.