Lori
By fiona69m
Part 3
Lori, a happily married mother and housewife, had made a trip to the supermarket that wasn't as routine as she thought it would be. Her life was changing.
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Lori had gotten up first that morning. She had filled a small makeup bag with essentials. She had put on the underwear she had hidden under her jeans and left on the edge of the bath the night before. Harry had tried for intercourse last night, but she had claimed she was tired and had snuggled up to him, instead, imagining it was Chris, who she'd met at the supermarket. She did feel slightly guilty, but it hadn't interrupted her fantasy.
She slipped her legs through the crotch-less panties. (She had never before worn anything like it, and although slightly insecure, she loved them!) After all, he had picked them for her.
She snapped them in place and pulled on the bra, which she noticed had open slits at the nipples. It was slightly tight on her, (and obviously not the comfiest of designs,) but also the feeling of it digging made it worth it. She pulled on the light blue-jeans and a little purple jumper she had always thought of as cute.
She got the kids to go get ready for school, prepared their lunches and kissed Harry goodbye.
Once his car was out the drive, she ran upstairs and plastered on the make-up. she knew it was total overkill, but Chris had been very clear. She continued to 'layer and coat' until she felt her face was caked. She selected red, four-inch, shiny heels. she wondered if she should stop at a store and go bigger, but decided to go with what she had.
"Mom, why so much make-up?" her older daughter asked.
"Just using up the last of it, you know; so, I can get more."
The girl accepted it, and helped her sister into the car.
They drove to the school and she walked them around, holding their bags and lunches. She kissed them 'bye', handed them the stuff, and waited for them to go in.
The underwear was more uncomfortable now, but it seemed more pleasurable, also.
A couple of the other mothers approached her. "We missed you yesterday, Lori. You missed the gossip, and a coffee."
Normally she would have loved to hear what the latest scandal was, but she smiled and said she needed to dash. She could tell the woman had been surprised by the amount of makeup she had slapped on today, and she wanted to scream, "that's right, I'm wearing it because my lover wants me to!"
But she kept quiet, smiled again, and went back to the car.
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She had sat in the car for what seemed like a lifetime! Harry had phoned her and asked if she could throw a last-minute party on Saturday at the house, since the venue had been over-booked and a lot of clients were
coming over. This wasn't an unusual request, and she was always good at it. She also enjoyed it.
"I need to go, sweetheart. The girls are here, going for lunch," she told her husband.
She hung up the phone and locked the car before heading into the shopping center. The underwear was unforgiving and unforgettable as it continued to ride and dig into her body. She got to the cafe and looked inside, but he wasn't there, yet, from what she could see. The place was quiet.
"Hey."
She jumped around to see him there. He had a pair of similar colored jeans on that hung from him, making him look skinny and unwell, but she didn't care.
He had on a plain white t-shirt and was holding a cheap, carrier bag.
"Hi." She looked around to see if anyone they knew was about.
"Don't I get a hug?" he asked.
She immediately rushed into his arms. She kissed him before moving to speak quietly in his ear. She found she was now easily taller than him.
"I'm wearing the underwear for you," she murmured.
"Yum."
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They moved to a table. He placed the bag on the seat in the furthest booth (the one with the high backrests,) then sat on the opposite side.
