Time to tell Jim

When she got home she could tell that Tom hated the hair and nails but was too polite to say directly but he couldn't bring himself to compliment her. She would catch him sighing as he was looking at her but it was more of a snort of annoyance and frustration but he also had to keep adjusting his trousers to hide his erection. She handed him her phone.

"What's this for?" he asked.

"I want you to take a picture of me."

"Can't you take a selfie?"

She stepped close to him and was pleased to see he couldn't resist a peek down her top "I can't get all my outfit in unless I do it in front of a mirror and then my phone will be in the way. Please take it for me baby. Would it help if I told you it was for Jim?"

Tom gulped "It's for Jim?"

"Yep, I haven't told him that I'd agree to change my look for him yet. He's still super busy and I've been making excuses and being vague on the subject. I can't wait to see how he reacts when I send him a picture and tell him that you took it for me. He'll love that."

"Okay then" he quietly agreed and Sarah struck a couple of sexy poses that showed off her outfit and then took a selfie with Tom.

"Oh that's perfect" said Sarah looking at the selfie. "You look so unsure about everything. I'm going to send him this as well." Her fingers were tapping away sending the pictures and messages to Jim.

The reply came quickly:

Oh my god seriously? Look at his fucking face he hated it. He just can't appreciate a woman who owns her sexuality and isn't afraid to flaunt it. You are so fucking hot. I'm going crazy now but I'm not even in the country or I'd say fuck it and fuck you right in that kitchen even if he was there. Did you buy other things? ~~~

You fucking tease I love it. I'm going to send you more money. ~~~

~~~ It's fine I spent my own willingly

I'm sending it. I want to feel like I bought it, makes me feel like I made it happen. ~~~

~~~ you did make it happen. I did all this for you.

I like that. One week and I'm back and a day or two to wrap up and I'll be free. What are the chances of you staying two nights? ~~~

~~~ How about three? Friday night to Monday morning.

Beyond perfect. I am so backed up already I feel like I could be in you the whole time ~~~

~~~ God, I want that.

Fuck, I have to go. I hate jacking off but any more thinking about you and I might not be able to help myself. Send me something tomorrow I want to see what you are wearing. Bye foxy. ~~~