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A few days later the first package from your online shopping arrives. There's quite a few of them, though they don't have much material. As I open the package and examine them, I see that the tops are just string attached to small triangles, barely big enough to cover my nipples, the bottoms are similar, with a string, with a single tiny triangle. I find myself getting aroused at the thought of wearing something like this out in public, and remember that there's that pool party at your boss' place in a couple of weeks, which makes me blush a little. I also notice that the number of bikinis you bought are exactly the same number that I own. It seems you're rather committed to this. That night I put one of them on, along with a pair of high heels, to model for you, I end up dancing, and doing a little strip tease, followed by fingering myself and giving you a footjob with my heel still on, but don't let you cum, preferring instead to tease you. Later that night you do a little more shopping.

The next to arrive are new workout clothes, and again, the number of outfits is equal to what I have for working out. While there's more material to them than the bikinis, it's not by much. The tops are all just sports bras in various colors, though a bit skimpier than the ones I usually wear, and I usually wear something over them. The bottoms are all just tiny little shorts which won't even cover the bottom of my ass. Again, there's enough to entirely replace all of my workout clothes. I decide to put one of them on, I need to get a workout in anyways. As suspected, the shorts only cover about half of my ass, and sit quite low on my hips. I time my departure to the gym to right when you get home from work. I kiss you as you walk in, then turn around, rubbing my ass against your crotch and ask, "Are you ready for your pretty little wife to be a hot little gym slut?" You groan and say yes in response, and just before you cum in your pants, I stop, and rush out to my car, "I'll be back in a few hours, have fun thinking about me!"

At the gym, it's not long until I've got a few new workout partners, men (And a woman) all flirting with me, offering me workout tips. The outfit certainly does attract a lot of notice. All the attention I get has me extremely turned on, and knowing that I can act on that with your enthusiastic blessing makes it even better. One of the men flirting with me works at the gym, and is a large, very muscular black man, his shorts tight enough to tell me exactly how well hung he is. After my workout, he and I go into a back office area where we can have a little privacy, and I get my phone out, calling you for a little Facetime. After you answer, the guy asks what I'm doing, I tell him that my husband loves to watch his slutty little wife. After that it's not long before we're both undressed, with you watching over the phone. I drop to my knees, and take that thick, beautiful cock into my mouth. It's a struggle, but I manage. Not only is it considerably longer than yours, it's also much thicker, being bigger around than your fist. It's a challenge for me to suck something this big, but one that I take on eagerly, sucking hard, both of my hands wrapped around it, stroking him as my head bobs up and down on him. After several minutes, he stands me up and bends me over, facing the phone and you. I feel the head of his cock sliding up and down, from my pussy, up to my ass, and he tells me to ask you which hole you want him to fuck. I don't seem to have a say in the matter, which just makes it all that much more exciting, "So sweetie, do you want him to fuck my pussy or my ass?" I say to you. You don't hesitate before answering, "Ass!" you say with an almost frightening level of enthusiasm. The man acts as if he didn't hear you, "Well, what did hubby say?" And I turn to face him, eyeing him, "My ass, he wants you to fuck my ass hard and deep!" And with that he grins, grabs my hips and I feel the head of his massive cock pressing against my ass. He pushes, gently at first, but then more forcefully. I **** my asshole to relax, and open itself up for him.

The moment he pushes in, my eyes roll back and I groan out, it feels like he's going to tear me apart, but in this moment, it's exactly what I need. I feel him entering further and further inside of me, gripping the table he has me bent over, looking at you over the phone, seeing you watching me, being treated like the dirty slut I am. And between his cock and my ass, and the look on your face, I'm sent over the edge, cumming amazingly hard. The intensity of his thrusts increase, and he takes the phone for a few minutes, giving you a better view of that monster cock sodomizing your wife. His thrusts get faster, harder, deeper, reaching places you never could. By the time he blasts his load inside of my ass, I've had three more orgasms, all without my pussy getting any attention. I stay bent over for a couple of minutes, catching my breath, composing myself, finally I sit up, and look into the phone's camera, "I'll be home in a little while, sweetie, see you soon!" And with that I hang up and get dressed. Exchanging numbers with the guy, as I'll definitely want more of that cock. After that I head off to the locker room, to get a shower. I also end up exchanging numbers with the woman who was flirting with me, a muscular, butch woman. While I generally consider myself straight, and the types of women I'd experimented with were much more on the feminine side, I can't help but admit there's something very sexy about her.

When I get home, I can't help but wonder just how much more clothing you've bought for me.