This really is the last chapter of Sarah & Tom's exploration I was going to finish it at CH 06 so this is for Carrie Anne and the others who asked for another chapter. Enjoy!
The week following the weekend when Sarah went to the exhibition and Mina spent the night with Tom, was fairly mundane as far as the couple were concerned. Work every day and evening when they either went for a quiet drink after dinner at the apartment, or they stayed in to watch TV. The only exception was Wednesday. This was Sarah's day off as she and Fred took it in turns to run the shop on that day.
Wednesday was a really nice day. Even so, Sarah spent the morning cleaning the apartment. In the afternoon, she did the weekly shopping. Tom phoned at lunchtime and when he heard her plans, said "Don't go meeting any other blokes there. They say that the supermarket is a good place to meet the opposite sex". She assured him that she was not looking and unlikely to be so unless he let her down very badly.
Tom's remark hung around in her mind as she got ready to go shopping. "No harm in having a bit of fun though is there?" she thought to herself. She considered what to wear. The decision landed on a dark blue sundress, having wide shoulder straps with a sweetheart bodice, a mid calf length hem and a dozen buttons connecting the two. Habitually she left the buttons below mid thigh undone and the top one at the bodice unfastened too. It was not immodest at all, in fact she looked almost demure.
She had the use of Tom's small 4x4 to go shopping in and as she usually did on her day off. She threw the bags in the back seat and climbed in. As she drove her legs slowly became uncovered as she changed gear, (it was a manual or as is said in the USA, a floor shift). Every time she pushed down the clutch pedal, a little more thigh came into view. She parked in the supermarket car park, reached over to retrieve the bags and having got them, sat and looked down at her legs. She grinned as a thought came to her, the next thing her fingers were undoing the next button on the skirt of her dress. This meant that the only buttons that were still fastened were those immediately below her pubes hidden this day by only her white lacy panties.
She made her way into the store and pushing her trolley started working her way through her list. "Huh!" she murmured, "So much for meeting a hunky guy on a Wednesday afternoon!" If there was one thing the shop was short of it was guys to that specification. She was by the open top freezers when she caught sight of a pimply youth who seemed to be a junior employee. He didn't appear to have a lot to do as he was obviously trying to watch her without getting caught. One of the cabinets was nearly empty and the only product left was right at the back and on the bottom of the fridge. Sarah turned away from him for a moment and quickly undid two buttons at her bodice. Nothing of her breasts could be seen, but the very slight gapping showed that she was not wearing a bra.
Sarah called the lad over and asked, "Do you have any more of those in the stock room?" pointing to the large tubs of ice cream at the back.
"I- er think so". Stammered the lad, "Would you like me to fetch one out for you?"
"Oh! No." Sarah told him with a smile "I think I can reach if I bend over." She bent over side ways so that her shoulder strap slipped out of place. This all being part of the plan. She bent over so far that the lad had a clear view of her right breast. Not only that, in an attempt to stop herself over balancing into the freezer (some chance!) she extended her left leg out horizontally into the aisle. The number of buttons undone on her skirt allowed the fabric to slide off her leg almost to her hip. The lad was suddenly presented with the choice of a bare breast or bare leg including see through panties. Poor lad he didn't know where to look, he blushed deeply and excused himself. He didn't go far as Sarah kept seeing him as she continued to shop. Each time she caught his eye, she would give him a sweet smile.
The whole thing cheered her up no end and she laughed to herself as she drove home. Tom nearly wet himself with laughter as Sarah related the events of the afternoon to him. "I particularly like the line,
Would you like me to fetch one out for you
!" he hooted. "I'll be he did fetch one out but only in the back room when he thought no-one was watching!" Laughing again.
"Tom!" Sarah admonished him, "You are being cruel!"
"Oh no!" Tom argued, "You were the one being cruel to the poor lad. First you get his attention where he cannot escape then you flash your body at him. "That was really cruel."
"I'd rather hoped that it might have made his day." Sarah said sulkily.
"I'm sure it did, my dear." Tom said patting her patronisingly on her head. "I've no doubt that he will gain some street cred by telling all his mates. I wouldn't be surprised if there weren't a dozen of them there next Wednesday."
"If there are, then tough!" Sarah giggled, "I'm working next Wednesday!"
The following Sunday was the day eventually arranged, after several cancellations, for Sarah's parents and Mina to come to lunch. Sarah was getting more stressed as the day got nearer. "Why are you panicking so much?" Tom asked her.
"It's my first real test as a
housewife
" she told him.
"What is the worst that could happen?" he asked.
"What do you think?" she demanded, "The meal could be ruined".
"How many meals have you prepared since you having been living here?"
"Oh, I don't know, lots I suppose."
"How many have been ruined?"
"Not many." She admitted
"I can tell you the precise number." Tom told her emphatically, "None, a big fat zero. So stop worrying and calm down." He hesitated, "By the way I forgot to tell you there will be a couple of extra guests on Sunday, my parents are coming too."
"WHAT!?"
"Yes I thought it would be nice to have a get together, so everyone could get to know each other."
"Tom you didn't......" He thought she was going to cry.
He smiled and admitted quietly, "No, I didn't, but haven't I now just reduced the stress level just a bit?"
"You're a pig!"
"But a lovable pig?" he asked, taking her in his arms.
"Yes but I could kill you!" She cuddled up to him. They kissed and made up. So much so that they stood, with the low sun streaming in through the big windows, as she let him divest herself of the shirt she was wearing. He caressed he beautiful breasts and rubbed her nipples between the thumb and forefinger of one hand as the other was searching for the zip on the back of her skirt. He unzipped it and flicked open the catch and pushed her skirt over her hips. He was surprised by her panties, not that she was wearing any, but their style. They were full and enclosing. He looked at her and raised his eyebrows. "Mother nature I'm afraid." She told him. "However, that's not to say............"
"What?" he demanded, "You're surely not suggesting that we...........?"
She smiled at him and asked "And that would be bad because?"
"Well.... I......er......" He was flummoxed as how to respond. The thought of intercourse during menstruation disgusted him.
"Come on Tom, live life a little. It was always my favourite time for having sex. Nice and messy, and I know how you like to mess me up, it would be an opportunity for me to do the same to you with my own natural mess generator."
"I know but....." He was horrified.
"Ah well, if you're not prepared to indulge me this one little thing perhaps we are different people to what we thought."
"Sarah," he began hesitantly, "if that's what you really want, then perhaps we should try it."
There was a glint in her eye as she said, "Perhaps we should restrict intercourse to just during my periods. That would be really great!"
He looked at her suspiciously, "Saraaaah you little minx!"
She burst out laughing. "Got You! I couldn't resist winding you up after that "my parents are coming for lunch" speech!" she screeched. She twisted out of his arms and ran away "If you can catch me, you can spray your spunk anywhere except there."
She didn't take much catching and he made her kneel by the floor to ceiling windows and take his penis into her mouth. He was soon hard, but she twisted round and said "Mina tells me you liked it when she did this to you." She found that bit of skin between his scrotum and his anus with her tongue. He found himself widening his stance in order to give her better access. With one hand, he steadied himself against the window frame, the other was gripping his own prick.
"Go on Tom wank yourself off I've never really watch you do it." She told him between licks." She was stretched out along the floor seemingly making her body the target for his sperm. He did as she told him and sprayed her stomach, pants, thighs and legs with three powerful streams. She reached up and milked the residue out of his penis and let it drip onto her breasts. "Rub it in Tom." She whispered. "Rub it in good! As he knelt beside her, smoothing the gooey mess over her body, she said, "It's a pity I'm not wearing a dark dress then you take me down the pub with the stains all over me."
"Maybe another time." He told her.
She pulled his face down to hers and kissed him deeply. "Do that Tom, please do that."
He smoothed his hand over her pantied pubes and rubbed his fingers over her mound. As his fingers moved more swiftly over her tight cotton covered slit, she began to respond by moving her hips in concert with his hand. She orgasmed just once and then sat up saying that she would have to shower and change.
Saturday evening came and Tom suggested a meal out in a restaurant. "Good!" She said, "I have a surprise for you." The surprise came as he saw her getting ready, she was wearing a brassier. However it was a bra such as he had not seen the like of. It was a "push e'm up and out" type but the cups only contained the lower half of her breasts. Her nipples were free and out of the cups. She wore a slim skirt below a sparkly tight top which had a neckline that almost but not quite matched the tops of her bra cups. The top as well as being sparkly was a translucent peach colour which matched the colour of her bra. Her wardrobe was completed with hold- up stockings and high heels. She carried a jacket over her arm. "Will I do?" He went to pull her into his arms. "Careful you'll spoil my make up."
"Your tits might come out of that top too." He mused.
"Oh! That won't matter." She told him. She took his arm and the headed towards to lift.
The restaurant was dark enough for intimacy, but individual wall lights bathed the diners in soft light that enabled the staff (and others) to see the diners in the booths. In fact Tom moved one of the lamps so it's beam was directed directly at Sarah's cleavage. Sarah laughed at him, "You like showing me off don't you?"
"Of course I do." Tom replied, "but I think you like it just as much."
