Much more comfortable

While Tom went to get drinks and some snacks, Kandi went the the bathroom, instinctively knowing where to find it. Taking a long drag, she examined herself in the mirror, contemplating what outfit she was going to change into. With a nod, she stubbed out the cigarette and got to work, starting with a quick cleanup of her chest and makeup.

Downstairs in the kitchen, Tom contemplated the situation while getting some fruit and juice. His wife had him transform her into a hooker for a week. She's clearly been paid, and a quick look at his bank account app showed a wire to an anonymous account, confirming that. Interestingly, there was also a paper trail to a spa retreat program he knew Sarah had told him she was interested in. That his wish worked on Kandi was also not lost on him. She also wasn't aware of any changes, unlike Sarah. Hearing her leave the bathroom, he thought quickly and remembered that her nails were short, but neat. Wanting to test the limits, he quietly wished that she had a full French manicure with gold tips.

Kandi descended the stairwell and greeted Tom with a smile. She'd opted for a fishnet shirt and fingerless gloves, exposing her pierced nipples and belly button. In place of the skirt and fishnets, she had opted for a garter and silks. A glint indicated crotchless panties. She's also redone her makeup, adding gold tips to her eye liner to match her manicure.

{first_Name} guided her to the couch and handed her the plate and glass of juice.

"You've seen to me twice. It's time I repay the favor." He then went to his knees and motioned for her to spread her legs. He wasn't overly fond of cunninlingus and knew he didn't do it as often as Sarah would like, but fair was fair.

Taking the glass with a laugh, Kandi handed him a small black dongle as she spread her legs.

"One click is low, two is high, three is off."

Tom looked at it in confusion at first until he realized what it was: a small remote for a vibrator.

"In your p-" She shook her head 'no.' "In your...?" She nodded wickedly.

Tom triggered the button once, hearing the quiet hum, then reached up and exposed her damp slit, shocked by the piercing. There, nestled in her clitoral hood, was a loop featuring gemstones in a pattern almost identical to Sarah's engagement ring. Kandi really was a dark, alternate universe version of his wife. After a second of hesitation, he went to work. She knew what she wanted, so instead of having to decipher moans and growls, she talked him expertly through how to eat her out. He made a mental note to remember her instructions. They probably applied to Sarah.

I wish she were more moist-maybe even a squirter, he thought. A warmth in has hand made him pause and look down, to realize that at some point he'd put the controller down and grabbed the coin.

Looking back at his target, he was shocked by how wet she suddenly was. He dove back in.

"Baby," she moaned. I'm about to go off. Be careful, I'm a-" She interrupted herself with a loud scream as she flooded Tom with her orgasm, drenching his face.

Standing, he groaned out, "Condom."

Without hesitation, Kandi pulled one out of her glove sleeves. He ripped it open and, as soon as it was on, he was between her legs, pumping furiously. He'd never needed to fuck a woman as much as he needed her in that instant. It was pure animalistic fucking. No thought, no care, and far rougher than any sex he'd ever had with Sarah. His need and the vibrations coming from her ass drove him to come quickly. Still sensitive from her previous orgasm, Kandi exploded shortly before him, the two bodies collapsing limply onto the couch.