Page 30 of Jealous Wife
Zoey tried not to think of everything she was going to lose as she swung her legs over the edge of the bed. Sunlight filtered through her closed drapes, illuminating strips of her bedroom in golden rays. Despite her worries, everything felt calm. She sat on the edge of the bed, naked, contemplating her life in dead silence.
As she sat there, looking at nothing in particular, she wondered what Rollo would do if she sent him a little video of herself. Right now, naked, playing with herself in her bed.
A small voice inside her head told her:He’ll want to see you instantly. He’ll fuck you, hard. He’ll demand you never tease him like that again. You’ll say you won’t, but you know you will.
Zoey instantly grabbed her phone and leaned back in the bed, her neck leaning on the wood headboard. She spread her legs and held her phone upside down, giving the front-facing camera a perfect angle of her pussy.
Zoey started recording and put her right hand onto her labia, gently spreading them to reveal the wetness inside. She moaned as she touched herself, making the sounds overly sweet and innocent, just as Rollo liked it. He always fucked her harder when she made cute little sounds for him.
Zoey started to buck her hips as she rubbed herself, getting her fingers wet and sticky, moaning louder and louder as the recording went on. She could feel herself coming closer to orgasm as she thought about Rollo fucking her tight pussy, pounding her over and over until he finished inside her, filling her up.
While she was gripping her phone, it started to vibrate. A little box popped up on the top of the phone.
Mom calling.
Zoey’s breath caught in her throat. She instantly stopped touching herself and sat upright in bed. She could feel herself dripping onto the sheets below, but it didn’t matter. She quickly ended the recording, her shocked face reflected back to her before vanishing. Zoey took a couple of deep breaths before answering the call.
“Hey mom,” she said, trying to sound happy and not at all like she was just masturbating.
“Hey honey,” her mom’s gentle voice said. “How are you?”
“Oh,” Zoey sighed. “Fine, you know. Just in bed. What’s up?”
“Just wanted to see how you were doing,” she said slowly. “Me and your father are thinking about coming by and paying you a little visit.”
Zoey’s throat tightened at the thought of her parents coming to visit. No doubt they would want a tour of her office. There they’d see Rollo again and inevitably invite him out for dinner. How awkward wouldthatbe? Sitting across the table from her married lover, in front of her parents? Of course, Ava would be there. That was the worst part of it all—Ava.
She knew it was wrong to wish that someone would just simply vanish, but she couldn’t help it. If Ava wasn’t in the picture, she’d be able to have Rollo all to herself. Instead of being a side chick, she’d be the girlfriend. Their relationship would be able to move forward. They’d be able to be seen together in public, go on dates, go on vacations together.
More than anything, that’s what Zoey wanted. It was incredibly stupid of her to develop feelings for a married man but she couldn’t help herself. The more she tried to pull away emotionally, the more Rollo would draw her in.
“Honey?” Zoey’s mom called. “Are you there?”
“Sorry,” Zoey said, her voice quiet and distant. “I’m here, just sleepy.”
“Are you working too hard?” She asked pointedly.
“No,” Zoey said quickly. “Today’s my day off. I overslept, that’s all.”
“Well, would you like us to come visit?” Zoey could hear the annoyance in her mother’s voice. She didn’t like her questions not being answered.
“Sure,” Zoey said, trying to sound upbeat. “That would be great.”
“All right,” she said, satisfied. “I’ll let your father know. We’ll be with you this weekend.”
Zoey hung up the phone feeling all the more defeated than before. She searched for the video on her phone and quickly deleted it. There was no way she was going to send it to Rollo now, not with the knowledge that she’d have to sit through an awkward dinner with everyone.
Suppose I should start my day,Zoey thought sadly. Sighing, she got up from the bed.
***
The weekend came around all too quickly. Before Zoey knew it, she was sitting down for dinner with her parents, Rollo, and Ava. Her parents had chosen a fancy restaurant to come to but it didn’t feel fancy. It felt like she was eating in a renovated barn, drafty and echoey.
The whole place was covered in darkly varnished woods and sleek, metal lines. Everything was silver or brown, lightly illuminated with deep yellow bulbs. The whole place felt kind of dingy to Zoey.
Ignoring her reservations, Zoey had positioned herself strategically so she was sitting beside Rollo. Her father was at the head of the table, lording over them as he often did. He wasn’t an important man, not compared to Rollo, but he carried weight within the community back home. He’d made a big name for himself by creating a chain of home improvement stores across the state.
Much to Zoey’s joy, Ava hadn’t said a word. She kept her head down-turned, her eyes looking directly into her lap. For whatever reason, she looked ashamed. Like an abused dog forced to sit and stay beside it’s abuser.