That wasn't what I expected.

The next day Tom was wracking his brain to find a way to slip in the fact that she should consider Jim's request regardless of how he felt. As evening came by and they sat down to dinner he decided he just had to come out and say it "Sarah, about this Jim situation."

Sarah had a mouthful of food "Mmm, I'm glad you brought that up."

"You are?" Maybe she's going to say she'd decided to do it he thought.

"Yea, I think it's pretty clear you are enjoying what Jim and I are getting up to"

"Yes?" Promising.

"And I think its pretty obvious that you want me to continue seeing him."

"I do" This is it.

"Well I've ben thinking about this and I think I shouldn't need to check in with you when I want to meet up with Jim."

"What?"

"Look, you like the fact that I'm a little out of your control don't you?"

"Yes, but..."

"So I think you should find it all the more exciting when I pop out of the house for a few hours. Have I gone to do some shopping or am I screaming for pleasure on his cock? Who knows?

His arousal suddenly kicked in with that statement "I mean I guess. I'd worry about you if you didn't tell me where you were going though."

Sarah chewed her food and thought about this "Hm, that seems fair. It would be reckless to not tell you. Fine. Here's the deal. I get to dictate when and where I see Jim and I promise that I will always send you a message or call to say where I am going. That way you can be wondering if it's just lunch or am I dining on his fat cock."

"I..." this was not what he had expected but it was extremely hot. He had never expressly dictated that she must check with him before making plans with Jim, it was just a courtesy that she had chosen to adhere to. Now she was saying that she wanted to take that courtesy away and perhaps be more active in seeking Jim's attention a thought that was agony but in a way that he was coming to accept he craved. "Okay" he said.

Sarah smiled at him "Did that turn you on?"

He nodded "Yes, it did"

"You are such a perv getting excited by me choosing to see a guy without asking you. Once I finish my meal we should go to bed. I'm going to count how many times you can pump in me before you cum."

She was true to her word. She lay naked on the bed and welcomed him into her. "That's one" she said "Maybe take it slow and you might reach double figures."

Her teasing was like the most potent aphrodisiac to him. He looked at her beautiful face, alive with the thrill of toying with him and he found himself already getting close. Why did he make her so beautiful? She was so beyond him now, he didn't deserve to be in her. "What are yo going to do about dressing up?" Why now, why did he have to ask that now?

"I hadn't thought about it since our last chat but I suppose I never did get back to Jim. Two, careful now, you don't want to embarrass yourself." She held his buttocks so that he couldn't move and examined his face "Why are you asking me this now? Oh my god you want me to." She laughed and it made her pussy twitch stimulating Tom's cock. "Tell me you want me to." She was taking a leaf out of Jim's book.

"I want you to" he moaned. Sarah was now milking him with her pussy muscles. It wasn't a massive amount of stimulation but in his current state he struggled to hold on.

"No, tell me exactly what you want me to do."

Tom's body tensed as he tried to hold onto himself "I want you to dress like Jim wants you to. I want you to disregard my feelings on the matter and do it for him." He ejaculated inside her.

"Two, two hole pumps. Is it any wonder I enjoy Jim's cock so much? You really are quite useless once you start thinking about Jim and me. Maybe you are right. Maybe I should try to please him more. He certainly pleases me." Her teasing facade dropped and she went serious. She let him go and he flopped to the side "Seriously though, there is more to it than just you and Jim. Jim's asking me to change my wardrobe and by the nature of that change he is implying a change in behaviour too. By dressing like a bimbo I will have to own it or I'll look like I lost a bet and I'll become very self conscious. I'm going to have to be super confident in it, fake it 'till you make it and all that. Dressing up for someone is playing a game of snap. Changing my style during my day to day for the purpose of, whatever Jim's thinking is like asking me to play a full chess tournament and win. I just can't say yes in the heat of the moment." she looked over at Tom but he was unreadable. Was he upset or pleased with what she had just said? She sighed "Let me think it over for a day or two."