Bob had also told Amanda Lexx that he wanted to watch her get picked up at a bar by a stranger. She would dress very provocatively, where she showed off her large breasts and have a tight short skirt on that would show off her body. He even went on to say she should wear a bustier which would prop up and out herself with a garter and French cut panties underneath. She would take this man home and fuck him while Bob would watch from the closet. Bob didn't care if it was a stranger or a friend. He just wanted to see his conservative wife act like a wanton slut, that was very cock hungry.

"I am not going to discuss this again. You are so sick to watch me screw your friend or stranger or whatever. I can't believe you want me to be a slut. Tell me Bob, are you wanted me to do this because you are screwing around?"

"No Amanda, not at all. It's a fantasy to watch you enjoy another man. I am sorry I brought it up again. You have a great body and I wanted to see you thrilled by another man."

The idea of Bob's had first been brought up a few months ago, and Amanda actually first thought it was a joke. She had played along for a bit, but then Amanda Lexx realized Bob was serious. Enough was enough Amanda had told Bob.

Amanda Lexx sat comfortably in her seat as the plane took off. Soon the attendant came by and Amanda Lexx ordered a glass of white wine. Sipping on the wine Amanda Lexx started to relax and picked up a magazine to read. Amanda Lexx ordered another glass and drank that as well. The more she read the heavier her eyes became. Amanda Lexx finished her second glass and soon fell into a very light sleep. The kind of light sleep where you are somewhat aware of your surroundings, but is easy to dream.

As the moments passed Amanda's dream was now starting to focus. In the dream she was at the mall, looking for clothes. She was going through a rack of skirts that were all short and sassy. A nice looking younger man came up while Amanda Lexx flipped from one skirt to another.