Chloe pulled into her drive and went through the back door so as not to disturb Jonathan, who would be home by now even though it was relatively early, still not even 7:00 yet. He might be working on something for his golf meeting. She went into the spare bedroom and grabbed the gift that was waiting on the floor for her, then she headed back to the back door. Just before she got to the door, she thought she could hear Veronica Moulton's voice.
That wasn't unusual, really, because Veronica was their neighbor and pretty much her second-best friend. Veronica and her husband Nicki were good friends and would hang out with Chloe and Jon. Nicki worked in the Tech department and would often have lunch with Chloe. She had never had any qualms with Veronica hanging out with Jonathan, just the two of them. Never seemed to be any reason to second guess if Veronica's husband Nicki was staying late at the office working on system upgrades or something.
Veronica would invite Chloe over at such times or would go to the movies with Jonathan. They often went to see some god-awful superhero shit that they both liked. Chloe never really liked those movies, so she didn't go and thought nothing of it. The girls at her Craft Club told her she was crazy to let her husband hang out with another woman, but she trusted Jonathon. She'd know him since they were in grade school.
What was unusual, though, was that Veronica was giggling in a way she never had around Chloe. The sound was definitely coming from the bedroom, not the Dungeon of Mancave Jonathan watched his sports or superhero movies in, nor the sitting room where Chloe usually entertained guests.
"Oh, Alice, you bad, bad girl!" Veronica was saying. Definitely coming from the bedroom. Chloe set the gift down on the counter. Wondering who Alice was, she crept up down the hall. As she inched towards the bedroom, she heard a loud slap.
"OH! White Rabbit, punish your bad girl!" Jonathan growled. Chloe leaned around the edge of the door and froze, gaping at the scene before her.
Jonathan was on the bed on his hands and knees facing away from the door. He was dressed in a blonde wig with a black headband and had a short blue dress on with puffed sleeves, a white apron, and a white ruffle slip underneath. He was wearing frilly white dress socks and no underwear. He looked like some sort of demented version of Alice in Wonderland.
Veronica, a redhead with green eyes, was half Irish on her mother's side and gorgeous. She had pouty lips and a perfectly-portioned nose. Her skin was milky and flawless. She was five feet, seven inches tall and had very voluptuous 34DDD sized boobs. She had a slim waist with toned legs and a flat stomach. She worked on her figure 5 days a week. From time to time, she had done some part-time full-figured lingerie modeling, of which Chloe was secretly jealous.
Veronica was wearing white bunny ears in her messy, wavy, just past shoulder-length red hair, and from where Chloe stood, it looked as though she had on whiskers and a rabbit nose. She wore a white suit vest, and a white garter belt held up white thigh stockings. Veronica also had on no panties. Somehow she had a big fluffy white bunny tail coming out of her heart-shaped ass. Chloe wasn't sure that she wanted to know how that got there.
Veronica had a white leather belt around her waist and white leather straps around each thigh just under her ass. Some contraption was attached to the belt she was wearing. It looked like a carrot stuck out in the front. She was kneeling behind Jonathan, and she reared down on his ass hard with something in her hand. When she pulled back, Chloe could see it was a large pocket watch about 3 times the size of a standard pocket watch, and it left quite a mark.
"Oh! Yes, White Rabbit!" Jonathan groaned against the strike.
"Gonna have to pound the bad out of you, aren't I?" Veronica said to him in a sultry voice as she squeezed out a gel substance all over the carrot, rubbing it around.
"Yes. Yes, White Rabbit, teach me how to be on time." Jonathan was begging her. He pushed his ass back towards her in the air. Veronica positioned her carrot behind him and slowly moved in as Jonathan moaned his acceptance. She stayed still with just the very tip of the carrot inside Jonathan's asshole for a moment as he wiggled in excitement.
"You were very, very late, Alice," She growled and grabbed his hips, and before he could respond, she slammed into him full to the hilt.
"OH! Yes! White Rabbit, pound the bad out from deep within me!" Jonathan was nearly screaming and grunting it out as Veronica slammed into him over and over.
Chloe stood, still stunned. Any sort of thoughts she might have had felt as though a demonic housewife had vacuumed them out. Chloe blinked once, then turned and walked back down the hall quietly, picked up her gift from the counter, and went back out to her car. She sat in her car for a moment in a shocked and tortured silence. She felt as though an elephant had sucked up her soul in its trunk and just held it there for a while before shooting it back out in a spray all over her face.
Okay, so Jonathan is cheating on you with your best friend. She thought as she tried to make sense of the situation. And she's fucking him in the ass. Not a problem. With a carrot! That's normal right? The guy only ever shoved his cock in you rapidly for about 10 minutes, always missionary, and then rolled off. Never seemed adventurous, and you certainly wouldn't know any tricks since he's the only one you've ever been with. Maybe, I should call Nicki. No, call Kendra, tell her what's going on. But what about Nicki? He should know. He has a right to know. Yes, that's what you're going to do. And he will know what we should do next.
Her thoughts spun rapidly around her mind as she stared out the window. She hadn't blinked once since leaving the scene. Finally, she blinked again and determined that she would go to the party and enjoy herself, then go to a bar and call Kendra. She made it to the party thirty minutes late and smiled as she greeted the girls. Chloe did have fun even though that image from before was bubbling just beneath the surface. She would let it out later when she called Kendra, but for now, she enjoyed the appetizers and watched Donna's smile grow when she opened the knitting machine.
Chloe enjoyed the party a little too much. At one point, she started a taco tossing phenomenon. She momentarily let the thoughts of the White Rabbit and Alice scene from earlier surface just long enough for her to lose control and toss a mini taco against the wall. All the other girls had no idea why she had done it but having drunk round after round of cocktails and shots, they found it great fun and joined in with elevated enthusiasm. Tacos were being flung all over the party room. She felt a little bad for the workers that have to clean it all up but damn, it was worth it. It allowed her much needed stress relief. She went to the bar after the party as planned to call her best friend and hear her thoughts on what she should do. Covered in mini tacos, Chloe attempted to brush some of the taco debris off but quickly gave up and just walked into the bar, tacos and all. It wasn't exactly a dive bar, but it wasn't posh enough to turn her and her tacos away, so she sat down and
Chloe took two muscle relaxers and washed them down with two glasses of wine. She took a quick shower to get rid of the tacos, and she crawled into the spare bed with her towel still on. She woke up in the middle of the night feeling hot and strangled in her towel, so she shrugged it off onto the floor. She pushed the comforter off as well and slept under the sheet. Chloe woke the next morning to Jon kissing her. What the Fuck, she thought, very confused for a moment as to where she was and what was going on. She looked around and realized she was in the spare bedroom. Then she remembered passing out in there after her shower, the night before. "Sweetcheeks," Jon said between kisses. "Why are you in here? You should have come to bed, Pumpkin Face." "Huh? Oh, mmtacos." She told him as he made his way down her neck. He had never spent so much time kissing her body like this. "I got tacos…all over and…washed up um, before bed."
Chloe got to the Café, and Nicki was already waiting at a table in the patio corner. She made her way over to him. She had been thinking of how to tell him since yesterday, and she still had no idea what to say. "Hello…" Nicki said as she approached. He paused, noticing she looked anxious. "Chloe? What's up?" "Hey, Nicki," she managed, "Um, how was your workout?" "It was ok. You don't look so good. What's wrong?" Nicki cleared his throat. "Is everything ok? How's Jon? I already ordered, so don't worry. I got you the strawberry chicken salad and an Ice tea." He nodded towards her drink. Chloe smiled gratefully at him and took a massive gulp of tea, practically downing half the glass before she said anything. "Oh, Jon? Umm… He's fine. He's at the club with his dad and the guys. Just yesterday, he was with Veronica. She was fucking him on our bed." Chloe was now rapidly blinking her eyes. Maybe
Chloe went home and texted Kendra, Jon fucked me this morning before golf. Nicki wants to even the score. He's in love with me. Jon and Veronica have been fucking since Christmas. Idk I'm going to take a bath. Chloe was in the bath until it got cold, still staring off and trying to organize her thoughts. She got out and put on a robe, then went to the closet to find some clothes to put on. She hated everything in her closet. It was all Jon likes this, and hates that. He practically picked everything she wore. Even if he didn't shop with her, still in the back of her mind, she could hear him weighing in on everything. That's it she'll go shopping and get what she wanted to wear for once. She grabbed Jon's platinum card and put on a pair of jeans and a horrible polo that Jon preferred, and headed to the mall. When she got home, she put her new clothes in the spare bedroom closet where all the clothes not approved by Jon were. Mostl
Chloe woke up Monday morning with new energy and a goal to do what she wanted from now on. She went to work after getting dressed in her shopping spree outfit. She was wearing a new pencil skirt and a cute purple silk blouse. She had new Donna Karen nylons and new Jimmy Choo strappy black pumps. She had always wanted to own a pair of Jimmy Choo's. Of course, she knew she couldn't afford a second pair and probably shouldn't have bought the first. But she was going to pick out her own clothes without Jon's input for once. She even had on a new purple bra with matching lace panties. She had spent more on her outfit than possibly her entire wardrobe her whole life combined. She felt on top of the world for the first time in her life and thought to herself, Kendra is right; I really should live a little. She opened her phone and looked at an email Kendra sent her earlier that morning with their bucket list from 15 years ago. Well, she would get started on some of these. M
On lunch break, Bill held the door for her like always and ready to pounce until he saw her and remembered what happened earlier, and he nearly froze with anxiety. "Hey, Billy." She smiled at him and gleamed wickedly to herself; she never imagined she'd see Bill Moore squirm like this. It was rather cute in a creepy way. "You want to drive, or shall I?" "Huh? Oh, I can drive. It's no problem." He smiled sheepishly and led the way to his car near the back of the lot. He held her door like the gentlemen he certainly was not and went around to get in the driver's side. "So where's this wiener of yours?" Chloe asked as soon as he got in. She couldn't believe it herself, but she decided to just go with it. His reactions were so out of character for him. "What?" Bill paused with his keys in hand midway to the ignition. "Where's the wiener you were telling me about?" &
Chloe and Nicki went to the restaurant down the street from work. It was about a five-minute drive, so they left Nicki's car, and Chloe drove. They went over the book assignment, which Chloe had actually finished reading last night after her shopping spree. Nicki was impressed. "I don't know what's going over there with you, but I like it!" He grinned at her, "you look sexier than ever, I mean, you've always been hot, but now it's almost like you found the confidence needed to go with it." "Um, thanks," Chloe muttered, averting her eyes. She hadn't really thought about it. She was just doing what she wanted for once. She hadn't felt like this since before her mother died when she was young. After that, she was focused on helping out with the house and bills and taking care of her father, and then Jonathon came along. She's been sacrificing for everyone else since she was twelve. "Sorry, I didn't mean to…" &
Chloe let herself into the Moulton's house like she had done many times before, and she took her shoes off at the entry. Veronica hated shoes on her carpet. Halfway across the room, Chloe realized what she had done. Fuck Veronica and her stupid shoe rule. She thought, remembering that she was supposed to do what she wanted now. Not to mention Veronica was having an affair with Chloe's husband. Chloe patted Geoffrey's head as he came to greet her. He was a Doberman Poodle mix and a bit bi-polar, but at the moment, he seemed fairly normal. Then Chloe did more thinking about what it was she wanted to do and how everyone else, Jon and Veronica, did whatever he or she wanted with no concern for Chloe. Chloe wandered around the house and ended up in the bedroom, where she stood clenching and unclenching her fists. She gritted her teeth then took off her striped pink polo shirt that matched so many of Jonathan's polo shirts. Not realizing what she wa