This story describes how we became a part-time hot wife and cuckold couple. Not only did she become a hot wife but she modified her body, as well as putting me in chastity when she went out to play.

When we were first married, my wife used to dress sexy, not over the top but very appealing. Like most couples, too, after being married for a long time, the other things got mundane and so did her dress. I always told her she needed to dress up more and that she had a great body. She should get dressed up more when she goes out.

Things changed when my wife got a new job where a lot of her co-workers were a much younger group of people. They encouraged her as well. She'd go out with them for dinner, drinks, things like that. Their encouragement got her to rethink her dress. She started dressing up when she went out with them or myself. She had a new level of confidence not only in her work but in everyday life as well.

One night when she came home and we'd had a very intense night of love making, she confided that there were times when guys asked her to dance and hit on her. I responded by telling her she was a beautiful woman and why wouldn't a guy hit on her? A few weeks later, after another night of her going out, she told me that she wondered what it would be like to be with another man. I told her that we would talk about it but not in the throes of passion as we needed a clear head.

A few days later we did talk about it and agreed it would be okay, but everything needed to be totally different: her clothing, makeup, jewelry, even her sexual attitude. I told her that she should plan what she would wear, where she would go and to what level of sexual involvement she wanted when it happened.

But not to plan exactly when as she should do it when the mood really hit her.

A few days later she told me it was going to happen within the next month. We agreed that it needed to be spontaneous to enhance the experience for her. We even agreed that there wouldn't be any sex between us during that time, so that her desire would be more intense.

Around two weeks later, I came home and my wife was upstairs. She said she'd be down shortly and I was to mix her a Jack and coke. When she came down, to say I was shocked is an understatement. My wife was in full head-to-toe black leather. It was my weakness; I always wanted to see her in a complete leather outfit. The outfit was amazing, thigh high stiletto boots, mini skirt, deep plunge corset that really showed off her beautiful D cup breasts and arm length fingerless gloves. This was all completed by extreme black eye shadow, long false eyelashes and bright red lipstick. The rest of her outfit was just as extreme, three pairs of different sized gold hoop earrings, long fingernails with rings on every finger and finally a spiked hairstyle.

When she sat on the couch I could see that she wasn't wearing anything under her skirt. I could tell by her conversation and attitude that tonight there was no doubt that she would be in the arms of another man. She got up to leave and I went to kiss her but she turned away.

Then she said, "Don't wait up."

She didn't get home till around four in the morning. She had a very intense look of satisfaction as she climbed into bed. I went to ask about her night but she turned and said we'd talk later. I fell asleep wondering just how intense her night had been.