He can't resist

The beautiful display his wife had just put on for him, combined with all of the dirty talk, and knowing full well, after the changes he'd made to her, that she'd go through with this, was just too much for him, "Let's do it!" He said with a dumb and horny grin on his face. With that, she took off for the bedroom, and he followed close behind. Once in the bedroom Daphne goes directly to the closet, "Anything in particular you'd like me to wear?" She asked as he caught up with his exuberant wife. He was really enjoying her new carefree attitude. "Well, something slutty of course, if you're going to behave like a little slut, you may as well look the part." He said with a hunger, as he looked at his still nude wife. "Ok!" she replied cheerfully, "Maybe you'd like to pick? It's your fantasy after all, so you should be allowed to choose. I'll wear whatever you want, just make it good!"

He took a deep breath, smiling like a kid in a candy store. She had quite a lot of sexy outfits, but most of it was still a lot tamer than what he wanted. He looked over her things, and selected a denim miniskirt, one that was rather short and very tight, then he picked out the top half of a red string bikini, and a pair of red strappy 5" stiletto heels. She put the items on, and looked at herself in the mirror. Yes, this outfit's definitely pretty slutty, and it suited her mood quite well. The string bikini top so small that it even showed a little underboob, as well as a very generous amount of her breasts overall. The skirt, very tight, and sitting rather low on her hips, was about halfway between her ass and the middle of her thighs, the hemline having that frayed and tattered thing going. With that, she went to the bathroom to do her make up to complete the look, her heels clicking on the hard floor.

While she did that, her husband watched her, admiring her, but still, something wasn't quite perfect about that outfit. He grinned devilishly, and grabbed a pair of scissors and walked up behind his sexy little wife, "Hold still, I just need to adjust this skirt a bit." She continued applying her make up as she watched what he was up to. He cut quickly, raising the hemline to about an inch above the bottom of her ass, in a more or less straight line. Daphne looked at herself in the mirror, and when she'd finished her make up, checked out her ass as well. She smiled, knowing she was going to be out in public like this. Hubby definitely wanted to show her off tonight!

With her dressed for the occasion, the pair headed off to the garage, and deciding on the black Range Rover, they got in and headed off into town. The only question was where? One of the nightclubs Daphne would frequent with her friends, that rough dive bar he'd often driven by. Maybe a strip club? So many possibilities, and Daphne would certainly be open to any of them.