Wrangling doubts

It just kind of happened. In just over a week she was due to meet Jim for lunch. This was good for them as it clearly showed he was serious about seducing her and not just a quick fuck. While that did leave pangs of anxiety in Tom's chest when thinking about his wife not just having sex but being actively seduced it also meant that Sarah could take things slow. If Jim was prepared to play the long game then Sarah could keep dipping her toes in to the cheating pool without going all in and if she decided it wasn't for her then she could just call it all off.

The anxiety for Tom was a part of the thrill but Sarah was seriously worrying that she had made a bad call. She felt like she was the instigator, that somehow all of this was her idea. Rationally she knew that that was nonsense and she had been swept into Tom's fantasy but because she was the dominant partner in this game they were playing it felt like she was in charge of it. She knew that if she had asked then Tom would have helped her find a person to bring in but fate had put one in her lap and she had essentially said "This guy, I'm going to cheat on you with him".

Tom was a great source of reassurance for her. She raised her worries when she felt them. Out of the bedroom in this he was a pillar of strength. He held her and reassured her that it was something he wanted and that he loved her and it was important that she love him back or it just wouldn't work. She did love him back and she found herself realising that she would never even have thought about other guys if he hadn't blown her mind with this fetish of his.

She had been frightened of her enjoyment and when she had brought it up with Tom he had laughed and said "Your enjoyment is the whole point. If you aren't getting off on the idea of being with another guy then we might as well call it off now. I want you to enjoy it. I want you to enjoy it so much you want to do it more. I want you to enjoy it so much you prefer having sex with other men." He had embarrassed himself with that last point and he blushed and went quiet. It was the reaction she needed to see. He had confessed a part of his fetish that he was unsure about and that vulnerability he was exposing to her was endearing. She also filed it away in her special mental folder for things that would turn Tom on.

As the week progressed her doubts turned to nerves and the pair of them would discuss details like what to wear and what to do if things went weird. On the face of it she was just meeting a person for a friendly lunch. It was the implication of what it could lead to that had them both frayed.