A Road not yet Explored

"I never wanted it like this, Daija! YES, I like to see you dress sexy when we go out. But your no slut, YOUR MY WIFE!" Mark yelled
 
'Blue film! how dide she know about that?' he thought, now it made since why even when he was trying to just, having a evening dinner with his wife she was acting like he was trying ot turn into a wanton slut. Ready to go down or do whatever any man that passed by wanted.

"Daija, why did you not tell me? It's a fantasy, is that why you have been acting so hostile towards me? DO you really think I want to actually have my wife become a real slut?" Mark asked almost yelling the questions
 
"Fuck me! Daija, I'm not screaming, I'm yelling! there's a big difference!"

"You really think I want to turn you into slut, huh!? You think I want to really see you do nasty, vile, yet sexy and slutty acts with other men!?"

"Cause in truth, I cant handle it, I cant see you being with other men! I only want you for MYSELF!"
 
"Fine, stay here then!" ,Mark got in the Merc and pulled out and drove away.

'FUCK!" he yelled banging on the steering wheel as he left
 
"Mrs.Hudson, do you need a ride?"
 
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Peter Samson, stood there meekly hoping to not encourage the wrath of the buxom woman before him.
 
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"Is everything alright, Mrs.Hudson?" Peter was a little nervous, she seemed angry beyond all doubt. And he wasn't ready to be on the menu.
 
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"Well do you want to go back in or would you like me to take you home Mrs.Hudson?
 
I stare at him, is he really asking to take me in? Shy Peter???
I decide to find out.
"Well, I have not had dinner. So mind treating me?"
 
"sure Mrs.Hudson" he led her back in, nervous to all high heaven as they walked back, the servitor only looked on since Peter was a member after all and already had his table for the night.
 
"Of course, Madam" he went through motions once more revealing the dress again. he had already seen her dress but even his cool dameaner was challenged by the second undressing of the woman's coat.

And poor Peter the boy, gulped watching the event, sure he had bumped into her inside but this time he got to watch. As the oversized coat was removed, from Mrs.Hudson's body. His bulged and so did another another part of him, he only hoped Mrs.Hudson didn't notice.
 
"Madam, this is Fraun's all clothing is optional at the Madam's desire." The man replied neutrally

Peter was shocked, servitor was being truthful, sure any guess could go naked if they desired, but rarely any ever did! except on certain nights!
 
"Madam, this is a exclusive club, Our guest attire can be anything they desire as long as they meet the few requirements we have at Fraun's" he said,

"Sir, you are a member as her date was only a guess, do you vouch for the Madam?"

Peter was shocked, he had never vouched for anyone yet, and who was her date? Mrs.Hudson was looking at him. 'God this is way to much'

"Yes! I vouch for her!" he said in what he could muster as commanding voice,

"Very well sir, Madam if you wish to enter undressed, you may." the servitor said turning back to Daija
 
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