When Christian entered the bedroom he found a trail of discarded clothes and could hear the shower running. He knew better than to intrude on his wife in the mood she was in, so sat on the bed and waited for her. In the shower, Serena was cleaning herself from the anal sex Nicholas had given her that morning. She had only been able to wipe herself with her panties so was glad to be able to clean herself thoroughly. There was still some discomfort in her rear, it felt bruised but not painful. As she washed, her fingers traced around the circumference of the puckered hole that had been a taboo no-go area, but now it was another receptacle of pleasure.<br/><br/>The touch of her fingers caused Serena’s sphincter to tighten. She expected her hole to be loose but it was still tight as a drum. She pressed her finger against the entrance and felt the same sensations she had when Nicholas had pressed the head of his cock against it. She closed her eyes and pushed harder and her finger slid inside. Her mouth fell open and she let out a long throaty moan. The rush was exquisite, being so depraved and disgusting with her husband so close. Serena smiled wondering what Christian would say if he saw her fingering her asshole. She was intoxicated by her lust and was keen to make her husband suffer. She wondered how wicked and cruel she could be before Christian snapped.<br/><br/>After about ten minutes Serena walked out of the ensuite. Her hair was still wet and slicked back. Around her torso was wrapped a large fluffy white towel. She looked at her husband and went and sat at her dressing table and began fixing her makeup. She could see Christian’s reflection in the mirror and the look of increasing annoyance of being seemingly ignored spread across his face. Serena let him stew for a couple of minutes then casually asked, “Don’t you have anything to do?”. She couldn’t suppress her smile as she saw her husband’s rage start to boil.<br/><br/>With her makeup fixed Serena went to her closet and took out the white blouse and short skirt Nicholas had brought for her and laid them on the bed. She watched with glee as Christian’s expression changed to one of bemusement but said nothing. Serena then went to her dresser and took out the stockings and a push-up bra, again laying them on the bed. Standing directly in front of her husband she let the towel fall, leaving her totally naked. She deliberately pushed her hair back with both hand, pushing her chest out to emphasize her breasts. She then began to dress in the items she had laid out.<br/><br/>First, she fastened the bra in place, jiggling the cups in her hands as if to get her breasts sitting comfortably. She then slipped her blouse on and started to fasten it. She looked smugly at Christian and calmly said “I’m going out… See if I can pick up some hot stud at the mall.”. Serena thought Christian was about to burst, his face was red and his lips pursed. “Oh, don’t look so mad… Isn’t that what you expect your nympho wife to do eh?” Serena mocked. She then added a below the belt blow. “I'd let you give it to me but your only good for one shot, and let’s face it that doesn’t take very long does it honey?”.<br/><br/>Picking up the stockings, Serena walked to the dressing table stool and used it to rest her foot on as she rolled the sheer hose up her legs. She was expecting Christian to react be she remained at on the bed, as if in some kind of trance. Finally, Serena picked up the skirt. “Mmm have I forgotten something?” she asked rhetorically. “Oh, yes panties… Well doesn’t seem worth it does it… They will be off as soon as I meet some big hunk!”. Serena stared at her husband, daring him to react. Then she noticed the bulge in his pants. She was shocked that he was aroused from the mean treatment she had been giving him and wondered what this might mean for their relationship.<br/>