Mary and Carl had been married for 13 years. Of late, Carl had become much more obsessed with work and his position in the company. Mary was growing tired of the constant attention that her husband's ego required. Most people don't realize just how much energy it takes to support a spouse emotionally, they just divorce and move on these days.
It was late afternoon and stifling hot, Mary had taken to swimming for her afternoon exercise. She was laying out in her new swimsuit after doing her laps in the pool, hoping that Carl would come home and find her there. She imagined him walking out in his gray business suit, his eyes popping out of his skull as he saw the new suit and how it framed her body. She wasn't a model by any stretch, but had stayed in good shape and kept the curvy parts where they should be around her breasts with a little on her hips and thighs. The suit was high cut at the waist with a silver clasp holding the front together just below her neck. There was a large cutout below the clasp that exposed her stomach down to a couple of inches below her navel. This left the inner curve of her generous 38DD breasts temptingly exposed. The cutout on the side for her arms, opened down to within an inch of the hip, leaving the sides of her breast a bit exposed as well.
When Carl did arrive he certainly did react with his eyes popping out, just not quite the way Mary had envisioned. "What are you wearing?" He nearly yelled when he stepped out on the back porch. His eyes had indeed noticed how exposed and sultry his wife appeared in the suit lying out by the pool, damp light brown hair framing her beautiful oval face.
Mary heard the tone and shifted from excited anticipation to frustrated disappointment in a heartbeat. "I thought you might like a hot sexy wife to relieve some of your stress." she started her side of the debate.
Carl's eyes were darting around the yard now. Looking at the fences on either side and the trees at the back of the yard. "Anyone could see you out here." He grabbed a towel and strode purposefully over to her. "The suit is a bit revealing for public swimming." He complained holding the towel over her possessively.
Mary was fuming inside and some of that crept into her voice. "Nobody even knew I was out here until you started yelling." She stood up, knowing that he would insist anyhow if she didn't. "I wanted to do something sexy for you, I thought the suit might excite you." She wrapped the towel around her shoulders. "I was right, just not the right kind of excitement." She huffed as he led her up the steps and inside.
Carl knew he had over reacted, the back yard was very secluded. "I guess I am over reacting." He calmed a bit as they walked to the house, giving one last glance over at the neighbor's house on the uphill side of them as they climbed the steps to the door. He saw nothing moving or going on. "I've just been having trouble dealing with Mike moving in next door." He released Mary's shoulders and looked into her deep blue eyes. They were currently glinting with anger.
All Mary had heard from Carl for the last month was 'Mike'. Mike was a young man in his late 20's who worked at the same company as Carl. In fact he had taken over Carl's position at the company about 6 months ago when Carl had received a promotion. "For the last 2 months all you have thought about is what Mike thinks of this or that." She huffed, gathering steam. "So what if he lives next door, who cares if he has your old job?" She dropped the towel and started walking towards the steps going upstairs. Looking down at Carl as she climbed the stairs, she added, "And what if he did see that you have the hottest wife on the block? Don't you feel lucky to be the guy he envies?" She disappeared down the second floor hall and Carl heard the bedroom door slam closed.
Carl shrank into himself as he listened. She was still sexy and he did still love her, he was just eaten up with jealousy where Mike was concerned. Mike was the youngest executive in the company, he was fit and smart, and everyone liked him. There was just something about the looks and the comments that undercut everything, Carl just knew he was up to something. He felt like he was being targeted by Mike, he just couldn't prove anything. He knew better than to push it tonight, so he settled in for an evening of groveling to get back in Mary's good graces.
A week later Mary was in her swimsuit again, this time Carl knew about it because she snapped a picture and texted it to him before going out to the pool. She was hoping he could deal with any hang ups before he came home. She was a bit horny since they hadn't had sex for a couple of weeks now.
Carl had received the text while in a meeting, he was embarrassed since he hadn't turned it to silent and he was the presenter. Mike and Jim hung back after the meeting to help Carl put things away. They were the two working directly under Carl in the company. Jim was the one who actually asked the question, "What was the important message Carl?"
Carl suspected Mike had put him up to it. "Just a message from my wife, about dinner this evening I suspect." He answered as they finished packing things up and headed to Carl's office.
"Shouldn't you respond to her?" Mike asked. "You don't want cold spaghetti for dinner if she gets mad."
Carl set his load on his desk. "Yes, and I will when I have a moment." He glared at Mike as he and Jim stood with arms full. They were helping him, he knew he shouldn't be upset. "Sorry guys, Mary and I had an argument a while back." He explained away his tone.
Jim and Mike glanced at each other. "It happens." Jim offered.
"I understand." Mike agreed. "Where would you like the projector?"
"Over there on the table." Carl directed. Then pulled his phone out. He gasped when he saw the message. 'hope you don't mind me in the new suit tonight.' with the picture attached.
"Damn." He heard Mike mutter as he and Jim both peeked over Carl's shoulder.
Carl quickly hid the phone. "Mind your own business." He snapped.
Mike led the way out. Carl could see them talking once the door closed as they walked down the hall. He knew what they were talking about, and his guts were knotting up inside as he thought about it. He looked at the message again, Mary did look super sexy in that suit. Maybe he could try to see it her way, they were jealous of him with his sexy wife. He wouldn't get mad this time when he got home, he promised himself and his wife in the picture.
Carl didn't get mad when he arrived at home. Mary was laying out by the pool just as she had said she would be. "I'm home dear." He said as he walked out onto the porch.
Hearing his voice, Mary roused from a light slumber as she lay in the lounge chair. She turned and saw him coming her direction. "Glad to see you dear, did you have a good afternoon?" She smiled hoping her message had put him in the right frame of mind.
Carl smiled reassuringly, "The presentation went fairly well. Your encouragement was appreciated." He leaned over to kiss her on the forehead. His eyes drank in her body and the way the suit accentuated all the right parts.
"I'm glad you liked it." Mary reached up to rub along the thigh of her husband. "Put your suit on and we can swim a bit before dinner." She suggested.
Carl was not a good swimmer, the pool was for Mary. "Yes dear." He answered a bit nervously. He started inside, then turned at the door. "But just the shallow end." He added.
"Of course sweetie." She smiled and stood up, then dove into the pool.
Next door, Mike had arrived home at almost the same time as Carl. He had fixed a drink and gone upstairs to change clothes. He peeked through the window into the back yard and could see Mary and Carl talking by the pool. She appeared to be in the suit he had seen in the picture.
