A Mesh Bodysuit and Thigh Highs

It wasn't long before Jennifer came out of the room, dressed as you had never seen her dressed before. She stood before you in a red mesh bodysuit, her bra and panties clearly visible, and thigh highs perfectly framing what little skin remained uncovered. Was this what Marcus got to see every night? Was Jennifer secretly a freak? Marcus definitely did not appreciate this beauty enough. And soon you were going to appreciate her whenever and wherever you could. You didn't realize how long you were staring until you vaguely registered her talking.

"Dustin! Dustin! Hello! Earth to pervert!" She waved her hand in front of your face, drawing attention to the way her arms looked so smooth and contrasted to a next level of eroticism against the rest of her outfit. As you shook yourself back to reality, she seemed mildly embarrassed. It was cute. "I know it's a compliment to be stared at, but you don't have to gush so hard." All the same, she had a air of quite triumph about her. "Where the did this all come from, anyway?" She continued. "You used to be so creepy and rude, and now you're helping me throw out my ugly sweats, you have been giving me such good advice and even helped me pick out new clothes for the day."

You put your arm around Jennifer's shoulder. "Come on. Let me explain some things." You walk her over to the couch and sit down. "Sit next to me." you command and she silently obeys. You put your arm around her shoulder and pull her close, taking in her smooth skin and the floral scent of her hair. "I have been doing some soul searching recently. I realized that you're a good girl and I should be treating you like one. It's what Marcus would want. He wouldn't want us fighting."

Jennifer nods. She was clearly slightly uncomfortable with being held so close, but she wasn't about to start a fight. "But you could have just cleared the air. you didn't have to go this far. And with the way I treated you this morning. I feel kind of guilty."

"Oh no!" You replied. "I never meant to make you feel bad. It's impossible to relieve that shame without returning the favor!"

She pulled away from you for a moment to stare at you. "And how would I go doing that? This is eating me up!" Her mild discomfort turning into tears of shame. "How would I even start?"

"Well," You begin, "The way I see it, I was just starting to treat you how I would treat Marcus, when we're alone. So it would stand to reason that you need to treat me how _you _would treat Marcus when you're alone. You know, Tit for tat."

Jennifer paused for a moment. That made a certain kind of sense, but something seemed off about it. But as she was about to reject the notion, another command rushed into her mind, pushing her complaint down. "Lay down with me and choose a movie."

She laid down and snuggled up you, resting your hand on her belly. She only flinched a little when you traced you finger around her navel. After all, it's what she would do with Marcus, and It's a compliment when you show your attraction. She then grabbed the remote and turned to the movie she watched with her hubby more than any other. Body Heat: with Kathleen Turner.