To Start With A Bit Of Exhibitionism?

Despite Dan’s emotional betrayal fresh in her mind, Ria played it cool during the morning and went about routine as normal, if a little quieter than usual. After her shower she had her breakfast as normal, watching Bollywood films on her laptop while straightening her hair.

But then things got a little interesting.

Ria dressed into her ‘special’ black and gold laced underwear which she only usually wore when trying to get in Dan’s good books. She also changed her choice of dress from the one she had originally planned. Instead, she chose a more revealing tight-fitting black dress that showed a lot more leg. She then stepped into a pair party heels that were a good inch higher than her usual kitten heels.

Standing in the full-length mirror Ria posed seductively, feeling pleased that the look was perfect for tonight’s plans. She had only worn the dress once, a decade before on her first proper date with Dan. It was testament to her healthy lifestyle that it still fitted. However, she quickly realised it was too revealing for work so she decided to modify the look with black pantyhose.

Luckily it didn’t detracted from the sex appeal.

Dan looked at Ria as climbed down the stairs. Her black mini dress displayed her pins right up to her mid-thigh. Waiting at the foot of the stairs Dan could almost see her underwear as she carefully came down the steps in her heels. He raised his eyebrows as he looked Ria up and down. “You’ve not wore that since we first met… Come to think of it, I remember it was eventful night.”

“True. I was wearing it on our first night when you took advantage of me when I was drunk.”

“Erm… well, maybe I did a little. But if I remember rightly, you’re a very flirty drunk.” Dan raised his eyebrows, “Not going for a repeat, are you?”

Ria nonchalantly shrugged her shoulders. “Maybe… maybe not.”

“After your meal out with your colleagues are you going to be staying at Kath's?"

"Yes."

Dan felt something was amiss, as Ria sounded a little off. “Is everything OK? You seem a little short with me this morning. A little distant.”

“Things are fine.” Ria gave Dan the lightest of embraces then paced for the door, her heels clipping across the LVT floor. “I’m actually looking forward to tonight.”

"OK. Be good. Don't do anything I wouldn't.”

Ria smiled as she stepped out of the house then got into the car. "I wont." She then whispered to herself, "I'll be just as faithful as you… You cheating bastard."

Ria battled the tears on the drive to work. She felt her perfect marriage was all but over. At least, it's innocence had been lost. She believed Dan had developed desires for another woman. A very beautiful one. Even if he hadn't slept with Emma yet, he obviously wanted to. He had dreamt about it enough to bloody write a dirty story about the two of them.

She beloved it was likely only a matter of time until Dan made it a reality.

Feeling the damage was irreparable Ria felt it better to jump before she was pushed. Better to go down in ball of flames that die a slow cancerous lonely ****.

But Ria still loved Dan. She loved him as much as she thought it was possible to love a man. So, his betrayal stabbed her like white-hot dagger in the heart, slicing her down to her gut then leaving her die alone.

Ria lost her battle with her tears and her sadness spilled out, forcing her to pull the car over and cry her heart out.

Once her crisis passed she fixed her make up in a pocket mirror before continuing her journey to work. Ria was determined to make that the last time she cried for Dan. For now she lived for herself.

Fortunately, it was a busy day at work so Ria’s mind was occupied by operations and managing her team. However, Ria soon realised she had other things on her mind.

Ria quickly noticed she was drawing the attention of all the male staff, especially when walking about the office or up and down staircases where she felt eyes upon her. Men turning their heads as they crossed paths and almost falling over or walking into doors. Whenever she bent over to open draws or fill her bottle at the water fountain, men would slow down and take a peak. Ria found it almost comical.

It was the same at lunch. Ria was sat alone because the girls had taken the day off to get ready for the night out…. It’s obviously harder to look glam when over the age of thirty. Anyway, Ria was sat cross-legged in the canteen. A young handsome doctor sat at a table opposite and kept looking at her nylon covered legs. He was handsome in a geeky way, and if he weren’t a doctor you would have though he worked in IT

She soon realised the doctor could not take his eyes off her.

Ria caught his eye, causing the doctor to burn up in embarrassment. He looked ready to receive a dirty look or even a telling off. But instead she winked and gestured for him to look down. She then very slowly and rather deliberately uncrossed her legs, giving more than hint of gusset before crossing her pins back over once more. She smirked as he sat gawping, letting the peas drop from his fork.

The doctor saw her flirtatious behavior as a ‘come on’ and looked ready to make a move. But before he could approach Ria lost her nerve and jumped up before darting out of the canteen.

But outside Ria had to stop to catch her breath. “What the fuck just happened?” The attention made Ria feel good. Made her feel wanted. It had lit a devilish spark that ignited an inner spirit that fed of sexual tension.

Tonight… was going to be interestng.

At the end of the working day Ria climbed into her car and punched Kath's address into her satnav. But before she drove off she realised she wanted to change her outfit.

Ria pushed back her car seat then kicked off her shoes. She then lifted her bum and rolled down the black pantyhose along her smooth tanned thighs. She didn’t want to complicate access later on. Pantyhose are a nightmare for drunken me to navigate.

But as Ria rolled her nylon stockings over her knees, a dark shadow loomed over her. She looked up and saw the elderly Prof Patel staring through the window of her car. He was known as a bit of a dirty old pervert, and he lived up to his reputation as he simply smiled at Ria, and gestured for her to continue. He was fat, greasy and didn't have the best hygiene. But an excellent doctor by all acounts.

Choose

1) Get Angry?

2) Put on a show?

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