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Dina Daly slowed as she approached the driveway to the house she shared with James. She had had an eventful day. First she had run into Rosalind Pierce, wait no, it was Barnes now, at her salon. Then she had gotten her first waxing, a painful occurrence that had left her legs and pussy red and throbbing. Her subsequent massage, coupled with Roz's comforting, had left Dina with a heat between her legs brought on by females solely. She had never considered herself curious about the opposite sex, but after today, Dina was beginning to doubt her feelings and desires.
Pulling her Mustang into the garage, Dina gingerly lifted herself from the sports car. Her slim legs were sore now, but smooth as silk. She had removed her delicate white bikini panties, her mound and pussy lips too sensitive from the wax to tolerate the material rubbing intimately against her. She reached into the rear seat of the car to remove her new purchases. James had told her to pick up something new, they were going out tonight, but he wouldn't tell her where. It was going to be a surprise.
Walking through the connecting door, Dina was hit by the smell of steaks broiling and the sound of water boiling.
"James? I'm home. You'll never believe who I ran into at the salon," Dina said as she tossed her gleaming sable locks behind her shoulder as she set down her parcels.
"Who did you run into, Dina?" James called as he checked his pots cooking on the stove.
"Rosalind Pierce, well Barnes now. She got hired at the firm, did you know?"
"You're kidding. That's the Rosalind that old Smith hired? He said she was sharp as a tack. Well, I'm happy for you sweetheart. I know you've missed spending time with her."
"What are you cooking? It smells delicious," Dina asked as she settled unto one of the stools on the other side of the counter.
"Well I broiled some filets, made some rice and I have some asparagus with hollandaise sauce. I figured you'd be famished after your shopping and salon appointment, so I whipped us up a delicious dinner," James said as he tapped the spoon against the edge of the pot. Dina looked different. She had a faint blush high on her cheekbones and she was fidgeting.
"James, I have something to tell you. Since we've become so open with each other, I think there's something I need to tell you. Bear with me, it's kinda difficult to talk about, but I'm confused. See, when I went to the salon, I ran into Roz and while we chatted during my appointment, she came back with me when I went for my wax," Dina began.
"Wait a minute. You got waxed? Didn't you tell me that you would never sit through that medieval torture?" James teased.
"Oh hush James, and let me finish. Anyway, I was getting my legs waxed, and it hurt, oh my god, did it hurt, but then my body got used to it, so it was just one pain all over. I decided to get everything waxed, including my mound so I wouldn't have to shave all the time. When LuAnn had finished waxing, she rubbed a soothing and cooling lotion all over my legs and pussy. I got turned on James. From a woman!" Dina finished as she buried her head in her hands.
"Dina, it's not a big deal. You were feeling vulnerable and with LuAnn, I'm sure she was just trying to ease the pain. It wasn't like she was trying to turn you on. I wouldn't put much stock in it, hon. It was just a reaction to everything," James said as he came around the side of the counter to wrap his arms around Dina's slim body.
"So it doesn't mean I'm gay?" Dina asked quietly.
James chuckled, the sound deep in his chest. "No hon, you're not gay. Just a victim of circumstances, I'd say."
"Ok, then I guess I don't really have a reason to be so freaked out."
"Not at all. It's just a normal reaction, Di. Don't worry about it," James said as he returned to preparing their dinner. "Well, Dina, dinner's done. Want to get washed up and I'll set the table?"
"Sure James, I'm just going to go hang up my new clothes and splash some water on my face," Dina said as she walked back through the living to head upstairs.
As Dina walked from the room, James's head began to swirl with ideas. Since Dina had participated in a threesome with his friend from school, he had begun to work on her letting her guard down and releasing some of those inhibitions. She was changing and he couldn't help but find her sexier than usual. The idea of Dina and Roz getting together for a lesbian affair made his cock stiffen in his pants, lengthening and straining against the fabric. Taking a deep breath, James's mentally pushed the image from his mind, and reaching into the cabinet, began taking out the necessary items for dinner.
When Dina returned to the dining, James had set the table, opened a bottle of Merlot and had the five armed candelabra blazing. The result was instant intimacy, the two of them surrounded by the shimmering light, the aroma of the mesquite and hickory wafting in from the grill. Dina found she was starving, her stomach growling when the aromas tickled her nose.
"James, this is absolutely scrumptious. I was starving," Dina said as she cut into her filet.
"Glad you like it hon. We've been so good lately with sticking to the no red meat diet lately, that I had a hankering for a steak."
"Hey, you'll get no complaints out of me," Dina said as she popped a forkful of steak into her mouth, her pink lips pursed as she savored the meat. "So, what's this surprise you have for me tonight? I did as you asked and got something dressy casual, whatever that is."
"Tonight we're going out to a club. It's a bit different than any club we've gone to before, but I think you'll like it. It's something new to try," James said.
"Well, I'm excited. It must be some kind of club for you to risk going to, especially since you've already begun to start the campaign."
"That's another thing I wanted to talk to you about, hon. I don't think I'm going to run. The party has another very strong candidate for this Congressional district, one I think that will serve the district better than myself. I didn't realize the extra strain it would cause us and our marriage, and now that I've had a month to think about it, I've decided to drop out of the race. However, I fully plan on putting on full support behind Tom McLaughlin. I think he'll do some good things on the Hill," James responded as he put his fork down and picked up his glass of wine, draining it when he finished his rushed explanation.
"James, I know how much you wanted this, but I have to say that I think you made the right decision. Tom is a great candidate and I think that your reasons for dropping out are admirable. You put family first, which not a lot of politicians do. They expect the wives to keep up all outward appearances even if they aren't happy. I think this is going to be great for us and for the firm as well. Just think of all the great publicity that was generated from this," as Dina reached across the table to close her hand over James's.
