For the next month or so after our shower was fixed, we had sex every day and twice or three times on weekends. Sally was constantly talking about the fantasy visit from the plumber and the story changed a little more each time. Before the week was out, she and not Tina was the one who stripped off to check it was working properly.
With all the sex I was getting from my now very horny wife, I wasn’t looking deeply at why it was happening. I just didn’t care why, just wanted to ride the wave of the extra sex for as long as it lasted. I did, though, check out the plumber one morning.
He was just pulling up in his van as I drove to work. He was younger than me, fit in a gym sort of way, and confident as hell. I was certain that if Sally had suggested anything to him, he wasn’t the sort of guy to turn it down. That night, Sally mentioned that he came by to check that the shower was still okay. I bet he did.
In bed, later that night and for the following week, it wasn’t a cup of coffee he persuaded my wife to provide for him. I still didn’t ask the question. On the one hand, I didn’t believe it happened except in our sexual fantasies, but I didn’t want Sally to confirm it was a damp squib. Towards the end of the month, Sally mentioned that she had been chattering to Tina about her life, and they both agreed that Sally should get out more and meet some more people.
I was at first suspicious, but Sally just meant she should change her job. She worked part-time in a local shop just to keep from being bored, as we didn’t need the money. Perhaps she should take some temporary work in the city close to me. I could take her in and out of work, and the extra money could be saved for holidays
That Saturday, we went to the mall to pick out some new clothes for Sally to wear for interviews and work. She wanted to drag me along to make sure I was okay with what she bought since I was actually paying for it. Evidently, according to Tina, all the clothes she wore when we worked together were not really suitable for a young, vibrant office, but of course, she would not wear anything I found unsuitable.
We wandered around some stores, and Sally tried on a few skirts and blouses that were mid-thigh or so. The blouses were a little sheer, but of course, would be worn with a bra and camisole, Sally explained to me. That morning, she was wearing neither, so, when she came out of the dressing room to show me the effect, I wasn’t the only one noticing.
You know the score in a department store, the wives and girlfriends go into the changing rooms, leaving their other halves to wait around for them to come out. Some were watching sports on their phones, others just looking to the ceiling in boredom, but that soon changed when Sally came out in a trim, slightly shorter skirt and a blouse that you could see the shapes of her breasts; they quickly paid attention.
I probably haven’t mentioned that her breasts were Sally’s best feature; they were a little bit bigger than perhaps you would expect with her runner’s physique. They seemed to defy gravity, with the nipples always pointing straight out to the front. Her nipples were pert and stuck out, demanding attention. I was just like the other men, drooling over the sight in front of me and getting the beginning of a hard-on.
Of course, I was happy with the whole situation because when the shopping was finished, I was going home with my wife. In an hour or so, I would make sure I fondled those nipples as I fucked her deeply from behind. The anticipation of this fact of life kept me from getting annoyed with the looks she was getting from other men.
If anything, it made me a little proud, a little harder, and, as she came out in the jeans and t-shirt she had worn to the shops, determined to make this increase in sex last a bit longer. As I paid for the skirt and two blouses, I mentioned that all the men were staring at her appreciatively. At first, she didn’t believe me, but when she turned round and caught a couple of men checking her out, she got horny
We went for a coffee, and, at that point, Tina rang her phone. They had a bit of a girly chat, and Sally mentioned the looks she was getting. Tina then suggested a couple of shops that offered a bit more of a sexy look in office wear. They were a bit more money, and, of course, we went there immediately after the coffees were drunk. I realised that I was being played a little here, but I didn’t care as soon as I saw my wife in the first dress she tried on.
The shop had a selection of sexy mini-dresses and some two pieces. There were a dozen trips to the changing room in the next hour and I brought a button-through dress. Of course, I wasn’t expecting that Sally would actually wear this to work, but they would be horny to take her out later on tonight and on any future date nights.
After the dresses Sally told me she was making a quick trip to the beautician; could I entertain myself for an hour or so and pick her up afterward? As a reward, she would wear the button-through dress that got me extra hard until we got back home. Perhaps we could stop for a cocktail on the way.
Of course, I managed to find something to do apart from taking all the bags back to the car for an hour and looking forward to my wife’s reappearance. I timed my arrival at the beautician when the hour was almost up and only had to wait a few minutes before my wife appeared. She had done something with her hair she didn’t normally do and when I approached her looking super horny in the button-through dress she gave me the bag with her jeans and t-shirt in and told me that for the rest of the night she would be Tina