Sarah was raised a conservative Mormon in a small town in Ohio where she had very little exposure to anything sexual in nature. Her small religious community put no emphasis on appearances, and she quietly bloomed into a woman that had no sense of the gifts that she possessed, or how they could be used. Her family was strict, especially her father, about being modest. Drawing attention to herself was forbidden. She was an unpolished gem hidden from a world she really didn't understand.
That's why, when she met Mark in college, her future husband, it was easy for her to adhere to his own strict guidelines around how she should present herself. She wore no makeup, her hair was always worn pulled back in a bun and wore loose fitting simple long dresses that made her look frumpy and Amish.
The one thing she did outside of her bubble was excel in track for her college team, and only there were her long legs and toned body ever exposed. By her senior year she had matured and become too voluptuous to remain a top pole vaulter, her specialty. She gave up her Olympic dreams and accepted Mark's proposal along with the simple life of a traditional wife he offered. It was really all she knew.
Mark had gone on to be a top professor at a Jesuit University and was the pillar of righteousness and morality. Sarah's role was to behave and look the part of a pious man's wife. This was consistent with her upbringing and she played the part well. Her tall, curvy body was hidden to all, under layers of unflattering clothes, and she stayed in the background keeping a perfect home for her important husband.
The people she did speak to found her to be pleasant with a face that was undeniably beautiful when you took the time to notice it. Blue eyes that lit up the room and the skin and cheekbones of a fashion model. But, with her long blonde hair pulled to into a ponytail and simple glasses she wore, the plain Jane look gave little hint of the bombshell it disguised. Most just thought her to be common and didn't look past the books cover.
That is just how Mark wanted it. He had a reputation to hold up and, as an esteemed public figure, he painted himself as virtuous and wanted no immoral attention drawn to his bride. He was deeply religious, was respected as a role model, and seemed the epitome of morality.
That is why Sarah was so stunned when she found out he was cheating on her. Yes, their sex life was plain and boring but it was Mark who only wanted missionary sex and it was he who lacked imagination and made sex feel robotic. He was under endowed and always overwhelmed when experiencing how stunningly erotic his wife actually was in bed. He would finish just when she would be getting started. It turned out, without any experience or references, she was a naturally sensual lover and it was wasted on a man that couldn't handle her. She innately knew that she could get more from her sex life, but, as a dutiful wife, her goals and focus were with his needs.
The idea that he looked elsewhere for sex when he couldn't remotely please his devoted wife left her hurt and angry. She demanded a divorce immediately. Sarah knew she had leverage. A lurid affair and a contentious divorce would be the talk of the town.
The small town that they lived in was primarily owned by the University. Most of the residents and patrons of the local businesses were either students or faculty and everyone pretty much knew everyone.
Mark had gotten in early on some investments and he owned a diner, some land, and the corner laundromat. He had grown very wealthy from his portfolio, and had a lot to lose in an ugly divorce. So when Sarah's lawyers proposed a big payoff for her non disclosure agreement, Mark ponied up $1.5 million cash and the deed to the lucrative laundromat that her attorney demanded.
The " Hangout Laundry" was packed on weekends and on Friday nights the football team and students all socialized while they laundered their weeks gear and drank at the cash bar.
It was a solid money maker pulling in profits while being mostly automated.
Football was the soul of the University and the Fun Friday Football Frenzy promotion saw the laundry full of kids hanging out while they filled the machines with dirty clothes and downed $2 draft beers.
It was a gold mine and painful for Mark to give up, but he had to cover up the circumstances of his divorce and keep up his moral facade. The fact that he was banging a freshman literature student needed to be squashed. His career was tethered to his image.
Sarah hated that he got to keep his reputation but took the deal to secure her future. She was 28 years old and had her own ambitions stifled for 6 years while married to her controlling, hypocritical husband.
She had earned a law degree and, at one time, vowed to protect families. Instead she trusted and followed her philandering husband and lived his life only to be betrayed.
Anxious to break out of her prison and leave town, she accepted an offer of $800k for the laundromat and planned to head back to Ohio with a sizeable nest egg and start a new life.
$2.3 million would set her up nicely, but still, the idea of him keeping his respectable profile gnawed at her constantly.
On her last weekend before her departure she popped by the laundry to finalize some things and clear out the office. She would be turning over the keys on Monday, so it was hers for two more days.
In a few hours this place would be full of young people and it burned her that every one of them respected her soon to be ex husband as a role model. Thanks to the agreement she was powerless to disclose his illicit affair. It was a tough pill to swallow.
As she gathered some things in the office, she saw a trash magazine cover with the headline about Brittany Spears " revenge body". A devious idea crossed her mind. His image was clean and she couldn't disclose his behavior, but there was nothing governing hers. Her "revenge body" was all ready in place. She just needed to show it off.
A light went on in her head and she imagined an impulsive plan that would get her much needed closure without opening her up to being sued. She had only a few hours to make it a reality.
She rushed to her car and drove to the mall, carefully formulating her plan along the way. She had studied contractual law as a major and was sure that her scheme did not expose her. Not in a legal sense that is...
She bought a sexy short summer skirt, high heels that strapped up to her knees, a tight corset top that her bosom spilled out of.
Heads were gonna turn when she wore this later and she was already anxious just trying it on. Sarah wasn't insecure, just trained to be modest and this outfit was the antithesis of that. She was actually proud of her body and today it be weaponized. The image in the mirror that reflected back at her was a nuclear warhead. Sarah was almost ready to launch.
