A new hobby

The Comicon was great. Both of them had always been kind of geeky. and Tom still checked in on what was popular in anime meaning he could show off a little by naming some of the more niche characters people were dressed as. He was delighted when Sarah showed interest in watching some of them, Tom really relished the idea of sharing some of his favourites with her. They checked the artist alley and browsed the clothing stalls but the main event was the cosplay. Sarahwas totally enamoured of the outfits and her phone was out constantly snapping pictures. With a little encouragement she plucked up the courage to ask questions and got all sorts of social media names to start following. Tom was perfectly fine as he stood around watching his wife talk to some stunning looking women, some of whom were only just on the right side of tasteful. He could see where all this was going. As soon as they got home she would be in mega research mode followed by mega purchasing mode.

Sure enough he was correct. Sarah was obsessively watching you tube videos. She also fished out her sewing machine and textiles supplies. She was no seamstress but she knew her way around a pattern from her school days. He found his office shifted around to make room for a craft table and his desk was shoved into a corner. He was a little miffed but he had brought this on himself so he grinned and bore it. He decided to help in his own way and pulled out the coin. "I wish that she had all the skills she needed to be the cosplayer she wants to be". The effect was only small as he had suspected, she already had a lot of the skills but he assumed this would just fill in the gaps.

Her social media behaviour was one change he hadn't expected. Pictures of her "WIP's" (Works In Progress) were popping up on her Instagram and Reddit as well as cosplay forums. Her Instagram presence had shifted from the usual bland pictures of food and friends and had become pictures of her in makeup trials and costume prototypes. She was starting to develop a following which Tom suspected had as much to do with how gorgeous she was as to her cosplay skills. It didn't phase Tom as he was always delighted to show his wife off. It was one of the reasons he had wanted to improve her style. Trophy wife was a strong phrase and he would never want to undermine her agency by using it but he couldn't help feel pride being married to such a beautiful woman. If other men desired her it just proved to him that she was as gorgeous as he thought she was and he never felt protective as he trusted her completely.

Tickets were booked for the next comicon. Props were ready, makeup practised, seams stitched and prosthetics crafted and things were looking ready. She was dressing as the vampire variant for some MOBA character. The outfit was very sexy but with an elaborate loin cloth that just about covered her behind and front. One arm was covered with fancy armour made from foam and she had made a long elegant sword also from foam. The wig and makeup really brought it all together with the long raven wig and and bright makeup on pale and slightly gaunt skin. She looked amazing and Tom had noticed the photo she had posted to Instagram getting reposted on Reddit with her username attached. Se was already getting quite a following.

A couple of weeks before the event they were both in the office when the doorbell went. Excitedly Sarah skittered down stairs to get the delivery. Slightly exasperated Tom called out "What is it now?

"I wasn't totally happy with the body suit so I ordered one. I'm hoping I can use it for another costume as well so it's multi purpose."

"So pleased to hear you're saving money" he called back sarcastically. He could hear her heading into the bedroom and rummaging around.

Tom focussed on his work for a while before the sound of Sarah appearing in the doorway caught his attention. She stood there in a black, high hipped, swimsuit style latex body suit, thigh high stockings to in matching latex thigh high stockings and platform knee high goth boots. She had partially made herself up with dark red lips. She leaned against the door frame an a purposefully seductive pose. "I think this will really add the edge to my outfit, what do you think?" she said in a sultry voice.

"You know damn well it does." Tom replied rising from his chair and moving towards her. He took her by the waist and pulled her into a kiss. He allowed his hands to slide over the smooth material down to her pert behind and squeezed it as he held her close to him. Breaking the kiss Sarah looked up at him with a cheeky grin and pulled him towards the bedroom.

They fell onto the bed Tom first and Sarah falling on top of him. Still kissing they worked their way together up the bed and made out for a while. All the time Tom's hands were roaming the unusual material, enjoying the cool, alien sensation of it, the feel of her hard nipples pushed up against the unyielding material. Sarah broke away from his intentions and sat up. She rubbed his chest sensuously for a moment before changing her position. She straddled his head. He could see her naughty expression above the length of her body. She pulled the crotch of the suit to one side to expose her equally smooth pussy and lowering it onto his mouth.

Usually Sarah was an enthusiastic but fairly passive participant in his oral ministrations. This time however she angled her hips to get the stimulation she desired, pushing firmly down on his mouth and hard working tongue to enhance her stimulation. Tom could feel her quivering through her movements. Whether it was through arousal or through nerves he couldn't tell but she was certainly enjoying herself. She cooed encouragement and instruction down to him as he worked and it didn't take long before she held her snatch firmly against his mouth as she shook through her first orgasm, as first it was because she did not remove herself from Tom's face until she had cum twice more.

She swung her legs over Tom and lay next to him looking slightly guilty. "Sorry" she said "I got a little carried away. The outfit just kind of inspired me."

"Well it's a good job I love your pussy. Seriously though, it's fine, it was kind of fun. The outfit did fit the situation. Do I need to start calling you mistress?"

Sarah chuckled "Hmm, no, not yet ****." she was snuggling up to him in a decidedly un-dominatrix like way. After a moment Tom suggested sex. Sarah lifted her head up and looked at him, "I'm going to say... no. Now, mistress demands a cup of tea. Go forth dog and bring your mistress refreshing brown liquids."