chapter 7

Stacey’s original clothes did not fit anymore. It was almost like wearing rags! It was the staff that persuaded Mickey to give the stylist some money to buy her a whole new wardrobe of clothes.
However, he had several stipulations. It was coming up to Christmas and he had been invited to several social events to celebrate the festivities. The Sports Personality of the Year was the biggest event. There would be people there from the top ranks of almost every sport. He wanted Stacey to go with him. It was a proper red carpet event. Usually she would wear something long, sparkly, slinky and sexy. This year, he told Richard, he wanted her to look dumpy, frumpy and dull. That in itself should cause a sensation! She would go on the list of the worst dressed women in the country. The magazines would fill their pages with comparison photographs. They would speculate why her weight had ‘ballooned’ in these last few months. Was she happy? Was her relationship on the rocks?

Richard’s plan for Stacey at home was to continue as she had been going. She would eat for the queen and the country. At home he wanted her to wear tight sexy clothing... maybe without underwear. In the privacy of his own home he should be able to appreciate his wife and have sex with her whenever he pleased, without excess clothing getting in the way.

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