Sara opens her eyes and sees sunlight streaming through the crack in the bedroom curtains.
Suddenly she is wide awake and thinks, "It's Christmas!"
In fact, it's mid-September, but Sara can honestly say that she hasn't been this excited to wake up and greet the day since she was a little girl.
It's Saturday and Jenny, Peggy, Gwen and Katie would be over in about five hours!
It's been a good week. After the shock of finding James at that Spa last Saturday, she has managed to to get a lot of mileage out of his contrition.
She snuggles up to him and whispers in his ear, as she has every morning this week.
"Kiss my ass and call me princess."
"Mmpph," he responds and rolls away from her.
Big mistake.
She yanks down his pajama pants and lands three solid blows to his butt.
Now he's awake.
Her turn to show him her backside. She wiggles a bit in anticipation.
"Good Morning Princess," he says after kissing her on each butt cheek.
They make breakfast together. He has made it for her all week, but hey, it's Saturday, so she cuts him some slack.
After they finish, she leaves him to clean up and heads for the shower.
As the water pours down on her body, she tries to imagine being naked like this in front of a group of strangers or even worse, in front of people you know, neighbors for example.
She smiles a slow smile. In just a short while, if she wants to know the the answer to that question, she can just ask her husband. And she plans to!
She thinks back to Wednesday. As planned, she had been sweet to James on Sunday, Monday and Tuesday. His relief that she wasn't holding last Saturday and however many previous Saturdays against him was palpable.
Which was why on Wednesday, when he had found her in the kitchen crying real (Crocodile) tears, he was concerned.
She laid it on thick. She just felt so betrayed, wasn't sure she could put it behind her. Eroded trust and all that.
She didn't even have to bring it up. He did.
"What if we do that thing you wanted, that thing with Katie and me, you know, the whole bee sting thing?"
She just waived him away.
"No, just leave me alone. I need to think some more."
So he did, he stayed out of her way, only occasionally asking if he could do anything for her.
"No," she would sigh, "Nothing."
She kept this up through a very uncomfortable dinner.
An hour or so after that dinner, she came up to him and said, "you know what, I have thought about it and I think it really would help if you would do that whole bee sting thing for me. It would really mean a lot."
"Of course, of course," he said, so relieved to have this situation solved.
It was only later that he realized what exactly he had agreed to.
And last night had been interesting. They had experimented on her butt, pinching it with different implements until they found the one that best simulated a bee sting.
Turned out to be a chip clip pinched at just the right angle.
She reflexively rubbed her own wounded butt cheeks, smiling as she reflected on the two perfect angry red dots on Jame's butt.
She took pictures and sent them to Jenny and received a 😂👍😈.
She then sent a picture of one of her butt cheeks and received a 😳😱.
But Thursday night, well that had been the best. She knew James was nervous and very much regretting his decision.
She offered it up as a peace offering, as a way to tamp down the humiliation a little bit.
She told him that that she had been researching online, and had found article after article that said that one way to make your penis look larger was to shave off your pubic hair.
Without the hair, your dick will look bigger.
He was hesitant, but she was persistent and he finally decided that it was a good call.
So they had set to work. Once done, she immediately started in with the positive reinforcement.
"Oh my god, they were so right! You look so much bigger! You see it too, right?"
"Um yeah," he said with a weak smile, "that's definitely better."
Of course it wasn't. Of course it was worse.
The one bit of information she had neglected to share with him was that this was true if you had an average size or an above average size penis. If you had a small penis, shaving had the opposite effect, drawing even more attention to just how small it was!
Sara hadn't shared a picture of this with Jenny. She wanted this to be a surprise.
Sara had thought about including Peggy in on her plans, since Peggy was one of her best friends. Peggy was a realtor, who in fact had sold them this house. At 41, she was a little older than most of the women in the neighborhood.
Ultimately, she decided that it was better if she didn't. What if Peggy didn't approve? This was doubtful as she was not a big fan of James. What if she slipped up and gave the game away? The more people who knew, the better the chance of a screw up. So, "no" to including Peggy.
With Jenny's help, they would direct this play. James had his cues and knew his part. At least he thought he knew his part. He knew what he needed to know.
Then she thought about reactions.
She could count on Peggy to laugh. She might even make a comment about Jame's size. Doubtful, but if anyone would, it would be her.
Gwen was the wild card. She didn't really know Gwen all that well. Blonde and smart, she had a kind of cutting wit. Gwen owned a little dress boutique and her husband was a lawyer, corporate law she thought. Gwen had an edge to her that made Sara a little nervous. She had no idea how Gwen would react to Jame's nude exhibition.
And then there was Katie. Katie and her husband Frank ran a tech company that was Google adjacent. That is, they had ties to Google and a few other tech companies, which made them the top dogs in this gated community of top flyers. Sara's accounting firm had been trying to land them as a client for years.
Katie was also beautiful. Blonde, 5'8", toned, with a well maintained body.
Katie was well liked. At least everyone wanted to like her and be liked by her.
Sara often wondered why she had set her sights on James. She thought maybe because James was the polar opposite of her husband.
Frank was about 6'4'' built like a linebacker. He was a loud good old boy from Alabama. He was not as well liked as Katie. He could put on the charm when necessary, but he was known to be a womanizer and a bit of a bully.
James, while tall enough at around 5'9", was thin and fairly shy.
Sara thought that Katie liked to flirt with James because he was exactly the type of person Frank would hate.
She worried that Katie would be too kind to even react to James unintentional nudity and his shortcomings.
At 12:30, the doorbell rang. Sara and James were just finishing up lunch.
"Ah, that would be Jenny," Sara said, "I'll get it."
She gave James a big smile and headed for the door.
She then turned back walked up to James and kissed him hard on the lips.
"This is going to be fun!"
James watched her go to the front door. He felt a little weak in the knees.
