At last David's shame won out. He'd already had sex with on of his children today, he did not want to start up a fantasy about another one...at least right now. Instead he went to the closet and found one of the sexiest and most inappropriate outfits he could find.
Leah had a plaid mini skirt and white blouse that fit his wife perfectly. Looking at her in the mirror he would have been more convinced she was a hot college co-ed instead of a married mother of three. Esther wouldn't have been caught dead in something like that, which made his pussy wet.
"Look how much of a slut I am, David," he said, amused to hear the words in her voice.
David smiled and cheerfully bound down the steps into the kitchen. He took some cash out of his own wallet and stuffed it into his bra. Then he let himself out into the evening air. There was a little dive bar within walking distance of their house, one he'd secretly always wished to visit.
As he stepped outside, their neighbor, a 60-ish church member named Ronald, was kneeling by a flower garden on his side of the driveway by the sidewalk. He glanced up as she stepped out of the house, and then his eyes momentarily went wide. His eyes scanned Esther's body up and down, then paused lustfully on her legs.
"Hey Ron," David said, pausing right next to where the man was working. At the angle they stood, their neighbor could almost but not quite see straight up the mini skirt. "Flowers are looking beautiful."
"Uh...yeah...uh, yes ma'am," Ron said nervously as he tried in vain not to look up David's skirt. He blushed. "Thank you."
David felt a twinge of lust at the burning look in his neighbor's eyes.
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