One week back at work after Dengue, and I've become a secret tease
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It’s been a week since I went back to the office after recovering from dengue. That week in bed completely rewired my brain, and I decided I wasn't going to leave my newfound filthy energy under the sheets. I brought it out into the real world, and the thrill is addicting.
I wore a one piece outfit to the office with a slit that showed off a good bit of my thighs. I could feel the eyes on me, and I loved it. I started intentionally swaying my hips more when I walked through the metro stations, catching strangers staring, and letting them look. At work, I’ve been way more bold and friendly, even spending my breaks chilling with the boys' group in the office with the subtle, flirty tension is electric. I even paid a tip to the delivery boy with a lingering look and a smile that was definitely not normal wife behavior.
Everything I did this week made me feel so fucking hot. But the absolute best part? My husband has zero idea about any of it. Going back to my vanilla life at home while keeping this secret, slutty little persona active during the day makes me so wet. I’m loving this double life. What else should I get away with next?