A huge thank you to the Anora / MorbidOrb and neegan for feedback and help.
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Louise and John spent the weekend mostly shopping. It was not like they were frisky teenagers anymore chasing the latest fashion, but Louise needed an excuse to get a new bikini. She didn't like to make up a reason, though, but at the same time, the thrill couldn't be denied. While it was true that she preferred swimsuits as they were more professional, it was also a fact that she didn't even own a bikini at all. And the added poison of it being due to Tony's suggestion... it was so wrong on many levels. And so exciting.
It also made it extra naughty that she was dragging her own cuckold husband unknowingly to shop for their bull. Ex-bull, more like. Yeah, she had done a bit of lingo research before, learning some terminology, but that was all useless information now. Yet, it was fun to play this little teasing game, even if it was for just herself. While it had been John's fantasy for her to go and humiliate the holy sanctity of their relationship, it was also a turn-on for Louise as well.
"What about this one?" Louise asked, holding a bikini in front of her.
"It's a little too small, don't you think?" John said. More for her own sake as she was always the more modest type.
"Oh, I know. I just want to see what you think," Louise said. She knew she couldn't show off too much, or it would ruin the tease. Being quite busty, any bikini would be quite revealing honestly. "But if you don't want to see, fine by me."
"That's not what I meant," John tried, but too late. Louise smiled knowingly at him, knowing full well that denying him that visual pleasure was exactly up his alley.
"Whatever," Louise muttered, turning her back to him, and putting the bikini back on the shelf, before continuing browsing. Now she really wanted to find something to try on, just to tease the hell out of John.
"You're gorgeous," John said, following her around like a puppy. "You'd look great in anything."
"But what about this?" Louise asked, finding another one. "Too revealing?"
"Which one?" John asked, trying to get around her, but she quickly put it back so he wouldn't see.
"No, you don't get to see it," Louise teased.
John wanted to see her with the bikini she had chosen. It was one of those that you tie on each side at the bottom and over your neck at the top. Red as the sun. It wasn't skimpy at all, but with her busty features, it still allowed for plenty of visuals. But John would have to wait. She wanted to wait until the holidays to show him the full effect of it, perhaps if she managed to coax a Christmas vacation out of him. She knew John would go wild with anticipation.
"Fine," John sighed.
"You know you're lucky I'm even wearing a bikini for you," Louise teased.
"I know, I know. I'll check out some of these jeans while you try it on," John said, resigning himself to his fate.
It was only later that Louise realized by denying John seeing her in that red bikini for months, Tony would inevitably see it, instead, if she chose to adhere to his wishes. He'd get to see her body in a bikini. In Tony's favorite color even, and that was also why she got it.
Tony had even written to her that he liked blondes in red. Was that why she, a blonde, decided on this bikini in particular? He had attached a photo and looking back at it again Louise realized that too, she had picked almost verbatim the same bikini as the model in the photo. The thought made her slightly nauseous, but she couldn't very well hand it back to the store either. She had boasted to them how much she loved the article, and it would be hard to explain to John too.
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Louise was quite nervous on Monday. The whole weekend she had been able to hold John off, thus dipping her toe in the denial pool. In all fairness, he had only tried on Saturday, but she told him she had a stomach ache. A little white lie, but it still made her feel sort of guilty still. She knew she'd have to find a more sexy reason, but it was sort of in the spur of the moment that she decided to play along with Tony's shenanigans, so it was what she went with at the time. John had pouted a bit, but left her alone, being the dutiful husband he was.
Louise didn't dare tell John the true nature, that she had taken Tony's advice and denied him sex for a week, fearing what her husband might think. She knew that she was stubborn enough to last herself, but also knew that until next Saturday morning, John would have to suffer harshly. It also meant that she would have a serious case of blueballs too, if that is even a term when talking about women. She had committed to it by faking an illness, so she knew her stubbornness would keep her in the silly game and she'd persevere and see it through.
Louise was also nervous because she'd have to wear the bikini Tony had suggested. She didn't know if she had the guts to go through with it. She could always make up some silly excuse, that she forgot to bring the bikini with her, but she oddly enough didn't want to let him down either. For some reason, Louise wanted to give Tony the visuals he needed to get off. To give him something to look at as he pleasured himself. This bikini did that and plenty, no doubt.
Louise had also made sure that the men's locker room was in full working condition again. You could never be too careful. Thankfully, it was. And she even asked the janitor to check twice that it was up and running.
And before Tony even arrived, she took a small sweep through the swimming hall to make sure no one was lingering around after hours. The bikini was highly unprofessional and she didn't want any of the students or faculty to see her in it, not at her workplace. And the things she did and didn't do with Tony were in a dark gray area at best. It wouldn't do good to her career to be found out doing things that were very much not allowed, especially with a student, hers or not.
Tony arrived fifteen minutes after the final bell rung. Louise had spent those fifteen minutes in the women's locker room, pacing around and talking herself into going through with it. The bikini had been sitting in her bag in the locker room all day, and now it was time to put it on. Fuck it. She threw her clothes into the locker and dragged the small bikini on. It wasn't actually small, but y'know.
Out in the pool hall, Tony was already swimming slowly back and forth along the short side when she got out of the locker room. Louise shyly made her way down the side of the pool and immediately drew the attention of the young buck.
"Looking good," Tony smiled, his eyes trailing her from head to breast, to exposed belly, to her bottoms, and to her feet, and then back up again.
"Thanks," Louise blushed, feeling exposed. She put it on, but the thinly tied straps didn't feel very secure. She knew they were, but it also felt like it would drop at any moment, especially with her heavy breasts.
"Fuck, Louise. You're way too fucking hot," Tony said, emerging from the water. "Gimme a spin!"
"T-thanks," Louise said, turning around. She felt so naughty doing this, but at the same time, she wanted to show off to him. It was the first time she had been able to show off in a bikini like this, as nuts as that sounds. She had worn them before, but that was in her teenage years. And now Tony was the first to see her in a bikini at her body's full potential, and she felt sexy as all hell. "You think so?"
"Yeah! Look at that ass!" Tony said. Louise blushed, feeling a hand sneaking down to cup one of her round cheeks. It was only a small touch, but it was enough to make Louise's body respond a tiny bit. Tony noticed before Louise did, but didn't say anything, only resigning himself to smiling knowingly as she hadn't yet swatted his hand away.
"Alright, enough of that," Louise said, feeling her cheeks flush, unsure of how to even respond to such brashness.
"I bet that's gonna feel great to fuck," Tony grunted, staring at how her tits mushed together due to the red bikini tops.