Let's return to our normal POV

You're standing in front of the refrigerator, grabbing a drink for yourself when you see Marissa enter the room. You're surprised to see her wearing a dress, normally she'd still be wearing her robe or a baggy t-shirt and loose fitting shorts when working around the house, but she looks good right now. Retrieving a bottle of water from the fridge, you close the door then turn around. "Are you going somewhere?" you ask her after taking a sip of your water.

Marissa is moving around the kitchen, getting a snack ready for the kids who are now sitting down at the kitchen island, but stops to look over her shoulder and smile at you. "No, I just wanted to look a little nicer for you, that's all." she says before getting back to her tasks. She has to be a little more careful with how she's moving, not wanting to accidently flash her kids, but she hopes she has the chance to "accidentally" flash you soon. Mind continuing to turn, she thinks to herself "What if I forgot one day and went shopping like this and someone really did see my ass? This might be OK for in the house, but I'll have to make sure I put on underwear if I leave." Though her mind is saying one thing, her body is saying another, and just thinking about being caught in public without underwear on has gotten her pussy damp. Placing the snacks in front of the kids, she comes to stand by your side and places a hand on top of yours.

"Well, I like what you picked out. I think that outfit looks good on you." you tell her giving her a kiss on the cheek and wondering why she wants to look good for you. You think this might have something to do with what happened last night and this morning, but if there's one thing you've learned over eight years of marriage, it's that you can never be sure why a woman, especially your wife, is doing something.

She moves up onto her tip-toes to whisper in your ear. "I hope you'll think it looks good off of me too, later on." she replies, unable to prevent her face from reddening in embarrassment from her blatant suggestion.

If you were in the middle of drinking your water, you would have spit it half-way across the room, so shocked you were by that statement. Fortunately you had already swallowed your last sip and instead just stare at her with your mouth agape, not knowing how to respond, and with blood rushing to your cock.

Marissa just grins at you then returns to making herself look busy, wiping off the counter then moving to the office nook and straightening out some papers. Part of her can't believe that she just said that to you, but the part between her legs is damp with excitement at the reaction she got out of you. She suddenly has another thought and decides to do it quickly before she can talk herself out of it. Glancing at the kids to make sure they're still focused on their snacks, she makes eye contact with you and pushes some papers onto the floor. "Oops, silly me." she says with all the acting skills of a D-list porn star, then turns so her back is to you and begins bending over to pick them up. She makes a show of it for you, moving almost painfully slow, keeping her knees straight and her back arched. Just as she's within reach of the papers, her hands find the bottom hem of her dress and she flicks the dress up to give you a quick view of her fat, creamy, white ass before quickly covering it once again. Retrieving the papers, she puts them back on the table, then smooths her dress back out as she turns towards you again, smiling, but face turning a bright red.

"Holy shit!" you think to yourself, "She's not wearing any underwear! And she's teasing me with it!" You don't know if your wife has ever teased you before, forget about what she's doing right now! Whispering suggestive things into your ear and flashing you her bare ass in the kitchen when the kids are sitting right here! You don't even bother to try and hide your erect member tenting your shorts as you move towards her, a look of hunger in your eyes. "Hey Marissa, can you come upstairs with me? There's something I want to show you." you ask.

Marissa appears to have other plans with how this will play out and stops you before you can do anything else, placing a hand on your chest as you get within arms reach. "Oh honey, why don't you show it to me later. It's such a nice day out, we should all be outside instead of cooped up in the house." then turning to the kids she says "Why don't you two go get your bathing suits on and you can go in the pool." Returning her attention to you she says "I think I'll do some of my yoga outside on the pool deck so I can keep an eye on the kids. Maybe you can vacuum the pool so we can all be around each other." she suggests before heading upstairs to make sure the kids have everything they need.

You watch her walk away, not quite comprehending what just happened. In less than twenty-four hours, you've seen your wife go from someone who shushes you when you talk about sex just in case someone happens to be around to overhear, to a woman who is cock-teasing you in the middle of the day and, you found out, is also a squirter! It's now obvious that what you've done to her has woken something up inside of her and you have to adjust yourself once again as you begin thinking about how you're going to pay her back for teasing you the next chance you get. Realizing that chance won't be right now, you figure you might as well make yourself useful and vacuum the pool like Marissa suggested.