After the dancefloor incident, our sex life which I thought was already at the top of its game, moved up another notch. Sally has added the ‘I’m a worthless slut’ persona to the list of our bedroom games, and I’m a total sucker for it. This allows us to carry out a game where I find her cheating with a guy, and after taking her home, she allows me to dominate her into providing a full range of sexual services.
She gives me a wonderful blow-job, and then after fucking her pussy for a while, she allows me to move on to her ass. The whole scenario takes place in our bedroom; of course, it's only a roleplay.
What I find strange is that until this point in our relationship, sex was very straightforward in that I would go down on her to get her wet, and then we would fuck. The new game is very horny for me, though, and I find myself almost wanting her to transgress in order to make it happen more often.
Over the next three weeks, Sally did reception work for three different firms, two legal and an accountant. She said it was very boring work, limited amounts of visitors, and the staff kept to themselves. However, she had a full month's salary now, and we decided that, at least for the short term, she would use that money to buy herself clothes and things for the flat.
She even paid me back for the clothes I brought her originally. She went shopping last weekend on her own, and we had a little fashion show in the bedroom before we had another marathon sex session. She agreed that for the time being, I would look at her clothes and approve what I was comfortable with her wearing.
Sally had purchased a set of what she described as Tina's underwear. There was a suspender belt and some stockings, as well as some bra and panty sets. They were certainly a lot sexier than anything she had owned before. Most of the bras were simply there to hold her breasts in place and to hide her nipples at least a bit.
They were all totally see-through; visually, they hid nothing, but under some of her thinner blouses, they stopped her nipples from being totally on display. She also purchased three pairs of panties that were to be worn when a bra was not. They were of the thong type and were basically three bits of thin string attached to the three corners of a triangle of material.
When she showed me them on, the material only just covered her pussy lips which were quite engorged with anticipation, and you could see they were wet. At the top, it didn’t quite cover her clit. The top had a line of tiny beads which rubbed against her clit as she moved. I wasn’t sure I really approved of them, except that my cock was standing proudly to attention, and Sally said I could not object, given my horny state
Because there were no Friday night drinks with her colleagues to celebrate the end of each of those three weeks of temping work, I still took her out afterwards. She would go to the gym, get showered, and change. We would then meet up in the car before going inside the bars. In those three weeks, we worked out some Tina-related ground rules that would keep us both horny but not go too far and cause problems.
Firstly, Tina entered the bar on her own, brought her first drink with her own money, and only when she needed a second drink could I join her as if I had just arrived. If I wanted to slink in a corner and watch her, then I could do so, but under no circumstances approach her until that first drink was finished. If, later on, a guy asked her to dance, then of course Tina was allowed to do so, and I had to stay at the table, no peeking. We would leave at 9 p.m. unless we both wanted to stay longer.
The first two weeks were quite tame because we were working out what worked for us. I thought I would not like her dancing with a guy, but when she disappeared for just one song, I was totally hyped up on her return. I was shaking in anxiety, anger, and sexual anticipation all at the same time, and I agreed that actually seeing and not knowing was the highlight of the evening.
On the third weekend, Tina wore a new dress which I had seen modelled but had not quite seen the effect under public circumstances. It had a loose floaty top with a chain around the neck to hold it in place. There was no way a bra could be worn with it as it had no sleeves or back either. If Tina moved forward, the stomach part slightly fell away. Her breasts were around two-thirds covered and stayed like that, but from the side, you could see the whole of her stomach and the underside of her breasts.
The skirt was not that short, but was tight, meaning if Tina crossed and uncrossed her legs, she would need to keep tugging the hem down. By the time her first drink was finished, she had three guys around her, trying to buy her another. She was flirting outrageously with each of them in turn, so all three thought they would get to take her home.