Part IV: A Wife Changes Beyond Imagining
But all for the Best
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part of a multi-part story of how a wife, needing a job in tough economic times, transformed not just her body and life, but everything about her marriage. In part four Scott, the husband springs his surprise on Sheila and Daisy and they recalibrate their lives.
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Shock and Awe
Daisy held my hand as she knocked on that door near the end of the hall. She was scratching my palm with her long nails, and the feeling of her warm soft hand in mine was pretty amazing. But I couldn't get distracted, the next few minutes were going to be pretty stressful.
But I knew this was the right room after I heard Sheila's distinctive sexy voice call on us to come in. Daisy gave me a big smile as she opened the door. Then she turned and pressed her thin, but oh so curvy body, against me. It seemed she wanted to make sure I was still serious about sending serious money and taking on her and Bambi. If only she knew what was coming.
The hot redhead bit my neck as she told me,
"baby, if you think I'm hot, you'll love Bambi, the two of us are hot and sexy, but best of all we love to fuck."
While she was doing that, she was scratching my neck as she pulled me down to an amazing kiss. It was like she was trying to dominate my mouth. Her hot tongue was wrapped all around my tongue, playing with it really aggressively. I loved it. If it all went south with my newly slutty wife, I was going to chase this red headed babe.
As she pulled away, I was now rock hard and totally horny. So, I just grinned back at her as she turned and led me into the room. While she was entering the narrow door, I had pulled off my glasses and wig and returned to my normal look.
It would be immediately clear to Sheila who was in the room, though I expected the change would confuse Daisy. Daisy had left me and was moving across the small dimly lit room towards a big platform bed on the opposite wall. I followed her with my eyes and I immediately spotted my wife.
Against a red fabric padded wall treatment, across the small room, I saw my bride, but definitely not looking like Sheila had looked on our wedding night. This was a sexy wild woman, who looked like she could fuck me to death. Her body and outfit were absolutely luscious.
Sheila was sprawled on her back with only a tiny red satin thong on top of a matching red lacy garter belt. She had on black stockings that stood out against her pale skin and bright blond hair. Her eyes were dark and smoky, giving her the a sexy, heavily made up look.
She very deliberately had one leg up, adjusting the garter on her right leg, drawing attention to her red and black super high seven inch spiked heels and that tight red thong. Her great new tits were on display standing out big and round, with her sexy big hard nipples poking straight up. She was clearly aroused by the idea of fucking a stranger with her red-headed lover for a pile of cash.
Sheila had clearly posed for effect. She laid back with her long blonde hair spread over the champagne colored satin sheets, and a fresh, thick coat of bright red lipstick on her lips. With one leg up and the other spread out Sheila was showing off all of her charms. This wanton creature was so different than that shy and innocent looking girl of only a year ago.
This woman was the epitome of a sexual creature, from her posture to her clothes to her enhanced body. I could see why Daisy had seen so much potential in my wife and had seduced her even before she had her boob job. And Sheila looked so at home lying there too!
I thought to myself that Sheila looked both utterly wanton and ever so desirable. I could see why she made so much money. For sure she wasn't being coerced into any of this. She was obviously loving this new life.
I knew she intended to get paid five hundred bucks so she and Daisy could fuck me. But she looked like this was her idea of fun, not a job. It seemed like at least Sheila would have been in here all night fucking for little or no money. All that was about to end of course.
Of course when Sheila, or Bambi as Daisy called her, looked over at the door, she let out a loud gasp. Then I distinctly heard my wife realize what was going on, and very loudly,
"oh, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!"
Her face went pale under the heavy makeup. She immediately dropped her leg and sat up. I smiled back at her and confirmed her dread,
"yeah baby I know all about your real job, but is it Sheila or Bambi I should be calling you?"
Daisy was very puzzled, she looked back and forth in confusion. I decided to clear it up,
"Daisy, I'm Sheila's husband, the one you've never met. Am I how Sheila described me?"
Daisy looked back and forth and shook her head left to right. She was clearly confused and maybe in a bit of shock. I continued my comments, looking over at my shocked and amazing sexy, slutty wife,
"Hey honey, you turned into quite the whoring slut, were you ever going to tell me the truth about your new job?"
Sheila was clearly also in shock, now not even able to talk. I was kind of liking this, but didn't want to torture her, after all this wife was a lot hotter and more fun than the mousy paralegal who had come before her, despite the whore label I had just used for her.
I was ready to embrace all her crazy changes too I knew, so didn't want to totally freak her out. I figured accepting the new Sheila was probably the only solution to keep us together. She was clearly fearing the worst, not able to process anything or believe that was possible.
I was pretty sure she was thinking everything between us was over. Sheila was just sitting on the bed with her head in her hands, looking down and then over at Daisy and I.
Scott, Sheila, and Daisy Begin their Relationship Together
I felt just a little guilty, but only a little. After all Sheila had embraced this whole lifestyle without even giving me a hint of wanting a change. But I decided to let her off the hook,