Dress-Up Pt. 9:

Simone’s Notes:

Social views on sexual fantasy (and sex in general) differ throughout the world. The privacy of a person's fantasy is influenced greatly by social conditions. Because of the taboo status of sexual fantasies in many places around the world, open discussion — or even acknowledgment — is forbidden, forcing fantasies to stay private. In more lax conditions, a person may share their fantasies with close friends, significant others, or a group of people with whom the person is comfortable.

Viola just couldn’t take it anymore. David always put her second to his work night after night. It was fine in the beginning because some nights he would stop and pay her a little attention. But with this new case of a new women turning up dead without a single drop of blood in these bodies, it was very tiresome. Viola had tried everything to get David’s attention. Lightly rubbing on his shoulders, kissing his cheeks, stroking his hand, and whispering suggestive things to him. But it all fell in vain. The lt. col. just waved her off and stayed by his work. His wife would just go to bed disappointed. Viola couldn’t stand it any longer. Mrs. Price was running out of options fast. Their marriage seemed to have fallen at a standstill. Viola was desperate to have some loving laid on her by him. But what could she do? That’s when the answer came to her the next morning.

Viola and the other WAGs were in the sports room as usual talking. The younger women were talking about their “dress-up party” again. This costume thing was catching on quickly.

“Heather taught Andrew a thing or two last night!” Kim boosted happily. “He learns pretty quickly.”

“Maes is the one that teaches me,” Gracia said as she blushed. “He says that I am his favorite student.”

“Ooo!” the other girls said happily. Then, they all broke down giggling.

“I’m Derek’s little bunny rabbit!” Erin said aloud. She herself was blushing at that statement. The younger girls giggled again. Viola looked on smiling at them. The other girls turn to her.

“What about you Viola?” Daisy asked aloud. “Have you ever tried to dress up for David?” The older woman began to blush. She was really feeling left out of the excitement of her young friends. Mrs. Price really didn’t know how to answer at first.

“No,” she said quietly as she looked away. Her friends looked really disappointed at that answer. Anika lightly patted her on the shoulder.

“Aw don’t worry Vi,” she said. “You’ll get the chance to join the game soon.” Viola began to smile. She suddenly had an idea to help her marriage.

“Girls,” she spoke up. Her friends all eyed her. They were waiting for her to speak. Viola smiled at the attention. She felt like a teacher among her students.

“Where do you get all of your costumes?” she asked. The girls all smiled at her in a naughty secret way.

“At Tarty Angel’s!” Daisy chirped. “It’s a shop in the Red Light District.” Viola kept smiling at them.

“I see!” she replied. Her friends kept eyeing her. Usually, Mrs. Price was more of a prude. She would just wince at the sound of the Red Light District. She would even cover her ears when sex was even being talked about in their group. Something had to be up.

“Vi?” Anika asked her. “What are you plotting?” The older woman didn’t answer. She just rose to her feet and headed out the door. The other WAGs watched after her.

“Viola!” Gracia yelled out to her. “Where are you going?” The woman paused at the door and looked over her shoulder at them.

“Oh,” she replied. “Just a little shopping.” Then, Vi headed right out the door. The girls were silent until the door slammed shut.

“What was that all about?” Kim asked. They were still silent after that. Then, it hit all of them. The girls all giggled. Viola Price was joining them in the dress-up game.

Her mission was easier than she thought it would be. The store owner was more than happy to assist another WAG with her evening. Viola thought that the clerk was a little too happy for her taste. But, she got her costume and everything worked out fine. The evening started out normal. David and Viola had dinner together in the kitchen of their apartment. He cooked like he normally did. (He wasn’t the best, but he insisted on it anyway. “Takes one thing for you to do,” he always told her.) Then, Viola did the dishes when they were finished. David cleaned the table. When he was finished, he yawned and stretched his arms out.

“Well,” he said to his wife. “I’m got more work to do.”

“Okay,” Viola said without turning around. “I’ll go get ready for bed.” Then, they went their separate ways in the house for the night. That’s when the routine changed. Viola went back to their bedroom as usual. But instead of getting dressed in her nightie, the woman got dressed in her costume. She then put on her make-up and accessories. She looked at herself in the mirror when she was finished. Viola smiled at the finished product. Oh, David was going to love this!

“Show time!” Viola whispered to herself proudly. Then she headed right down the hall. She found David at his books and files working like he normally did. His wife smiled to herself richly. Now to put the mission right into action.

“Coming to bed soon, David?” Viola asked aloud.

“No,” he said as usual. “I have an all-nighter tonight.” His wife stood still in place.

“But David,” she said as if she was acting. “You’ve been working really hard. Take a break for the night and just come to bed. You’ll wear yourself out if you don’t.” The lt. col. sighed aloud to himself at this again. He and his wife had been down this road too many times. It was as if she didn’t understand the importance of his work on these cases. Price just didn’t want his wife to turn up the next victim if the killers became more aggressive. Well, it was time to remind her once again.

“Look Viola…” David said as he turned to her. But no sooner did he look at her; his words were gone in a flash. Viola was dressed up like a sexy cowgirl. Her mini-skirt was leather and brown. Her jacket matched and was in a rodeo-style. She was wearing brown high-heeled boots with black fishnet stockings. Viola had a lasso in her hands and a brown cowgirl hat on her head. The glossy lips and rosy cheeks added to her looks. Viola smiled at him richly.

“Howdy partner!” she greeted him. “Care for a ride in the old west with me?” David didn’t know what to say at first. He had never seen his wife like this at all since their honeymoon. The lt. col. was usually the kinky one in the house. But now… Things were… different! Price dropped his paperwork, rushed forward to his wife, and kissed her happily on the lips. The cowgirl kissed back instantly.

The rodeo started up against instantly. David pushed Viola to the floor in bliss. They stripped each other down in a feverish rush. Their clothes were all over the floor. Price made love to his wife like a wild animal. Viola just held onto her husband for dear life the entire time. She had missed this feeling for years. Making love had turned bland for them. Sure, they had their romantic moments, but nothing as intense as this tonight! The lt. col. seemed to be giving it his all tonight. The man hadn’t done that since their wedding night. Viola had always been one for class and order in her lifetime. But this costume role-playing thing might just change things in her life. At that moment, Viola decided to let a little deviance in her life now and then.

The fantasy ended when David came hard within his cowgirl wife. He lied there on top of her panting. Viola was just smiling to herself. She was lightly playing with his short red-brown hair. Her husband looked up at her with innocent eyes. The WAG just smiled at him tenderly.

“Now do you see why you need to take a break from work sometimes?” she asked him all mother-like.

“Yeah!” David panted out. Viola lightly kissed him on the head.

“I guess I don’t have to wait for you to come to bed tonight, do I?” she asked in his hair.

“No!” her husband breathed out. His wife smiled to herself wickedly.

“Good!” she said seductively. A little deviance wouldn’t hurt at all.