Cara checked herself out in the mirror and smiled. She looked good.
Okay. She looked beyond good. Her rich mahogany brown hair was straightened and styled to flow like liquid chocolate down to her waist. Her choice of cloth for the evening? Leather. Lots and lots of figure-hugging leather.
She loved the way her favorite burgundy red leather top accentuated her 36C breasts and a toned 29-inch waist. She worked out like a beast for this figure. And while it has its downsides like needing everything to be tailored among other things, it does have one huge plus and that is Cara rocked out everywhere she goes, which inevitably drove her husband John crazy.
With her 40-inch hip often encased in skinny leather pants like today, Cara is always the center of attention. At first, it was flattering, but now she doesn't really enjoy it.
Is it fun to be hit on by attractive men in their 20s, 30s or 40s, who wants to buy her a fruity little drink and gawk at her breasts while pretending to listen to her yap about shoes, bags and cloth? Hell yeah! It is super fun to play the bimbo and pretend that she doesn't have an IQ of 153.
Is it fun to be catcalled randomly in the middle of the street, harassed by people who doesn't understand a two-letter word called no and groped by men who think every hot chick is just asking to be raped? Not so much. Hell, she started taking Wing Chun and Krav Maga just to feel a little safer in her own skin.
Cara sighed. She has this same argument with herself often. She used to be so normal. Her figure certainly did not attract this much attention when it was 42-37-40. Men certainly did not look at her twice when she tied her mousy brown hair in a bun and wore her plain old black geek glasses. Nobody ever offered to buy her a drink and no one gave her a second look.
Except John.
John loves her for who she really is, the smart, nerdy, off-the-chart wise-ass geek. Despite what she looked like now, she still identifies with the geeky Cara. She hasn't changed. She is still the same woman. Just in a new package. A package that she worked damn hard for, by the way.
She thought about the hell of giving up her favorite cupcakes, pasta, lasagna, bread for skinny bland carrots, celeries and you know, the so-called healthy foods. It was for John. All for John, because she wanted to make John happy and perhaps a little for herself too. She was damn tired of being invisible.
Well, you all sure sees me now. Cara shared a smile with her reflection in the mirror.
John walked up from behind Cara and wrapped his arms around her waist. "What are you smiling about?" John asked as he placed an affectionate kiss on her cheek.
Cara relaxed into John's arm and studied their reflections in the mirror. They looked like the odd couple. Average geeky guy with one hot girl.
When they go out, men comment to her on how she needs an upgrade and how she need to be on the arm of a hot guy like themselves who will show her around town. Cara doesn't care. She knows how they think. Simpletons! John has so much more going on than they realize. In many ways, John is like the her before. If John applied himself, none of these idiots could compare. Cara smiled again at John. "Just thinking about the penis I will be fucking tonight."
John tightened his arms around Cara for a second and Cara laughed inside. Ever since she started to lose weight and transform, John grew more and more possessive. He never says no, because Cara knows he cannot admit that he was wrong since it was his idea that she takes a lover.
"I am so glad we found Jason. He is perfect. Smart, fit and seriously, those eight inches of cut meat." Cara gestured with her hands as she watched John's reaction in the mirror. Nothing?
"And the way he places these little kisses on the back of my neck." Cara's body shivered at the thought as desire washed over her face. "So sensual. So erotic."
John's face darkened in the mirror and Cara knew she hit a nerve.
John is not one of those cuckolds who wants to watch his wife of three years get fucked by some 'perfect' stud. He can't watch her with another. If possible, John doesn't even want to know what Cara's lover looks like, what his name is and what he does with Cara.
The 'perfect' Jason this. The 'perfect' Jason that. John knows that Cara does this on purpose and most times, he can handle her little games. But, no matter what mental games she plays, when her body shivers in his arms at the thought of another man...
Especially one who looks at his wife with such love-stricken eyes.
Cara may enjoy playing the bimbo sometimes, but she completely drops the act when it comes to her one true passion, astroparticle physics. And being a physics professor, Jason adores Cara's research on gravitational waves.
"And he loves to tease me with touches along my inner thigh." Cara sighed as she felt a tremble in her pelvic area. "Ahh...The man has talents."
"Oh, oh, oh, you know what is his dirty bed talk? Trillions of neutrinos pass through our bodies every second." Cara said in a childish excitement before giggling at the thought of neutrinos. John smiled bitterly.
In so many ways, John really does not like Jason. First of all, he makes Cara laugh. Not like the way she laughs at men who hit on her at the bar. Jason appeals to Cara's very particular kind of nerdy humor. Something that used to be John's specialty.
If that is not bad enough, Jason is in love with Cara. Cara has made a point for John to routinely meet Jason for this-is-my-husband-and-this-my-lover-so-lets-talk-physics lunches. Even John has to admit, begrudgingly, that Jason is smart and maybe even brilliant on days when John can be more subjective. Such days are rare and getting rarer though, after John caught Jason looking lovingly at Cara a few times.
And Cara is oblivious sometimes. She still thinks and acts the way she always does, so she doesn't think about how special she is to certain men. When John brought up the topic last time, Cara laughed at the so-called love from men that hit on her at a bar.
But Jason isn't one of those men.
"...and then Jason said, 'Quark, quark, quark!'" Cara laughed and John held her shaking form in his arms.
Perhaps, more than anything, John doesn't like Jason because Jason threatened John's place in Cara's heart. John was always confident that no matter what lovers Cara take on, she would always come back to him because he and Cara shared a special bond, a deep intellectual connection that few could come close to.
The physical needs can be easily satisfied, but the intellectual needs is something much more different. So it didn't matter that Cara was seeking physical satisfactions elsewhere because only he could satisfy her intellectual needs. Except now he is watching a similar bond develop between Cara and Jason.
"Anyhow. I better head out. Jason is taking me to the conservatory tonight before heading back to his place. Sergei is playing." Cara pecked John on the lips.
