The Tutor, part 2
Today you and your friends have scheduled a lunch date at the local pub. So, you put on the new yellow sundress that you bought for the occasion, do your hair and makeup then head to meet the girls. They're all complimenting on your new look, "Where did you buy that dress?" they notice that the change is not just your appearance but deeper, that you have an air of confidence about you that they haven't seen since your younger days. They all ask what's new and what has changed since the last time they've seen you. You insist that "it's nothing, that it's just a dress.". But something has changed within you since that lustful afternoon 7 days ago.
A week has passed since your child's last art lesson and your mind has been racing between the shame of your secret and that euphoric feeling of being treated like an attractive woman once again. You told Jake that it could never happen again, but that has not stopped you thinking about how he made you feel, emotionally and physically. You often find yourself caressing your body during your showers, and waking up with wet panties. You've even tried to replicate that feeling with your husband, but his lackluster effort has only fueled your fantasies of a young stud more. But you remind yourself that they are just dreams and shouldn't be acted upon again.
Your lunch date ran a little late so you have to go directly to school to pick your child up. No time to change, clean or do chores before Jake arrives so you plan to stay out of sight during today's lesson. There's some laundry that needs tending, so when Jake arrives you tell him "Do well, I'll be in the back doing laundry. The check is on the table." and you head to fold the clothes.