Hey Jealousy (closed)

[AikoCrane]

She said nothing as he spoke.

After he shoved her back to the couch and said she used to be fun she whimpered, "I can be fun again Tommy, I'm sorry. I'll do it, I'll get cute and serve you and your friends. I'm fun!"

She knew it was pathetic, begging for her own husband's attention, but she didn't care.

She got up and went to their room. She had to shove past the boring things she had taken to wearing lately before she found a flirty little red dress. How long had it been sense she had worn this? Thankfully it still fit. The shoes that matched were at the bottom of the closet under a few sweatshirts she had let fall off the shelf. She sighed. It was as if everywhere she turned there was a reminder of how far she had let herself go. She did her usual light makeup. Tommy had told her when they were dating he didn't like girls with lots of makeup. Clare wondered if that was even still true. When was the last time she had given what he liked any thought?

That froze her, sitting at the cheap little vanity table she had in the corner of the bedroom. She really had no idea when the last time she thought about Tommy's needs was. It wasn't recently.

She walked back out to the living room, "Tommy, I am sorry, really sorry. I will do better." She pleaded with her eyes for him to believe her. She meant it. She would do anything to heal this rift between them.

 

[StFornicate]

He did little more than scoff at her pathetic display, trying to claim she was still fun. Whatever. He watched her with derision in his eyes as she scurried off, and then got up to fix himself a drink, something strong, whiskey and soda perhaps. He downed one before she even came back, and was mixing another when he saw her come down the stairs in the flirty little red dress.

She hadn't worn that dress in years. His eyes lit up a bit. Now that brought back some memories. She had worn it on their trip to Vegas, and she had been a hit at the bars back then. A skinny sexy little blonde with killer legs and a pert little butt. He had known she'd gotten her ass felt up in the crowded bars and clubs they'd frequented there, and he'd always wondered if that had gotten her riled up back then. At least, back then, the sex had been a lot better.

"That's a good start," he replied to her pleas. "But you're gonna have to prove it," he said, none too eager to believe her at this point. But the dress and the heels, that was a good start. She still had great legs, after all.

The doorbell rang then. "That must be the guys."

 

[AikoCrane]

She was determined to prove it.

"I'll get it" Clare said as cheerfully as possible, going to the door to let Tommy's friends in. She didn't love card night. His friends were a little rude and they usually made a mess. Which was an ironic complaint coming from her.

She opened the door with a smile, realizing late that she probably had some bruising in her cheek. "Hello guys! Come on in. I'll get some snacks for you." She said in a happy, flirty tone holding the door open and standing aside so they could come in.

 

[StFornicate]

The guys had apparently continued their bachelor party activities as soon as they woke up this Saturday; the smell of alcohol was strong on the three of them. Rob, Brad, and Steve, all buddies of Tommy's from college, walked in the door... with a pair of girls in tow! The girls were clearly intoxicated as well, both of them busty with abundant cleavage on display. One blonde, one brunette, in tight little dresses...

Tommy smirked as he watched them come in. These were different girls than the ones from the night before. Probably just some girls they'd picked up at the bar. Good looking, though.

"Mix us up some drinks," Tommy demanded of Clare, smacking her ass firmly to emphasize his point. The guys piled in around the table as Tommy shuffled up cards, and cash money was placed out in front of all of them. The girls giggled, and one of them sparked up a marijuana joint...

 

[AikoCrane]

The girls gave Clare pause. This was her home after all, didn't she deserve to be the hot chick? All five of their guests, well Tommy's guests, was clearly drunk or wasted in some other way. She wanted to dismiss the girls as typical bimbo sluts, but wondered if that is what Tommy liked now.

She blushed and jumped a little when Tommy smacked her ass. "Sure thing, babe" she replied. She walked to the kitchen, trying to do a cute little sway with her hips on the way. She knew it probably looked silly in the presence of these other girls and all their curves, but it was all she had.

In the kitchen she made them all Jack an Cokes, she knew the guys liked them, she figured if the girls didn't she could make them something different. Clare carried the tray with six drinks out, frowning slightly at the girl who was smoking pot in her living room. She could tell she was going to hate these girls, but didn't say a word about it.

"Drinks guys!" she announced cheerfully, standing, slightly awkwardly with the tray.

 

[StFornicate]

"Sweet!" one of the guys said, and the drinks were quickly swiped off the tray, even as a couple of the guys lit up cigars and the cards started being dealt around the table.

The girls got their drinks last, and as the last one disappeared from the tray, the brunette looked at Clare. "Hey, you wanna hit?" she asked her, holding the joint up near Clare's face. Tommy raised an eyebrow, noticing the interaction from across the table.

 

[AikoCrane]

The guys took the drinks, happy with what she had made. The girls also accepted them. One of the busty girls offered her a hit of her joint, Clare frowned. "Um.. no, thanks.. I don't smoke."

It had been years sense she had last smoked anything. She barely even drank. Just the sleeping pills, that was her only drug now and she really didn't count that.

The girl seemed a little offended, which, in turn, offended Clare, she had been polite had she not? "Suit yourself then," the girl said, blowing smoke in Clare's face. Her eyes burned as she stepped back, not wanting to fight with the girl.

She didn't see Tommy watching the scene.

 

[StFornicate]

Tommy chuckled, watching his wife get offended and then have a cloud of smoke blown in her face. "Aww, c'mon honey, don't be such a party-pooper," he said with a smirk, and looked back at his cards for a moment.

His gaze then turned back to his wife, dark now.

"Take a fucking hit already," he said, a barely-contained hint of menace in his voice. It was a demand, to be sure. He glared at her.

"Fuck, if you won't, I will!"

 

[AikoCrane]

Clare startled when Tommy chimed in, encouraging her to take a hit. He knew she didn't smoke anymore. She thought he might have stopped but never really pressed it.

He repeated his self, this time clearly a command. Before she could decide what to do he snapped, "Fuck it, if you won't, I will."

"No, Tommy, I will.. I'm sorry." She took the joint from the girl and took a drag. She choked and coughed, her lungs totally unfamiliar with the experience. As she handed it back to the girl she heard a few people laughing at her. The girl smirked at her. "Looser." Clare's eyes flashed, "Look bitch, this is my fucking house, you can't come in here and treat me like that." She said it quietly, not knowing if it would set Tommy off again. Surely he wouldn't do anything with all these people here anyhow right?

 

[StFornicate]

Tommy laughed along with everyone else as Clare coughed and choked on the smoke from the joint. He heard the girls getting bitchy with each other, and he stood up, ready to put Clare in her place.

All laughing stopped when he stood. "Look bitch," he said loudly to his wife, causing a couple of jaws to drop, "this is my fucking house, and you'll be nice to my guests, you fucking got that? Now get me another drink and bring us some snacks," he ordered, sitting back down.

"Where were we?" he mused, and the game continued; the girls got up and moved toward the table, gravitating towards Tommy. He was clearly the alpha male of the group. "What's your name again?" he asked the blonde as she sidled up next to him.

"Tiffany," she said.

"Come here, what do you think I should do?" he asked her, pulling her into his lap and showing her his cards...

 

[AikoCrane]

Clare stared after Tommy for a moment before moving. Tears burned in her eyes and her throat felt tight. She knew she was blushing. Most amazingly everyone went back to the game. The girls moved over to her husband. After the initial shock everyone just accepted how he treated her.

She made it to the kitchen before tears fell. She wondered if Tommy had any love left for her. Had he ever loved her? She sniffled, why should he. What had she ever done with her life?

She gathered chips, some dip and a few other random snacks she found. She wished she had had time to go get some better snacks this afternoon. Hopefully this would work.

Walking back out she tried to ignore the blonde girl draped over her husband. She wanted to tackle the bitch to the floor and beat her, but she did nothing. Fear of her husband's reaction gagged her.

Clare said nothing at all as she placed the snacks down on the table and turned to return to the kitchen. She just wanted to hide.

 

[StFornicate]

Tommy watched his wife set out the snacks, and raised an eyebrow at his own empty glass.

"Where's my drink, Clare?" he demanded, clinking the ice around in his glass. He glared hard at her, even as the game continued around him.

"I'll get you a drink, baby," said the brunette, her hand trailing along Tommy's shoulder as she moved towards the kitchen.

"Thanks doll," he said, winking flirtatiously at her. The blonde wiggled a bit in his lap, and took a sip of her own drink.

"Clare, Steve won the last hand. Why don't you sit in his lap and wiggle that little butt around a bit, be a good wife," Tommy said, his eyes locked with hers...

 

[AikoCrane]

She was moving to get Tommy's glass when the dark haired slut picked it up. Watching these girls fawn over her husband hurt. He seemed to be eating it up.

Clare thought she was embarrassed but found out she had no idea. Her mouth fell open at his suggestion. Could he really want this? She pleaded silently for him to say he was joking.

"I'm sure Steve would really prefer I just get him a refill, right Steve?" She tried to sound light, as if this were all a joke. Her eyes never left Tommy's, still begging him to let her off the hook.

 

[StFornicate]

Steve was practically licking his chops at the suggestion; he had a thing for skinny girls, and Clare was right up his alley. Tommy had certainly noticed how often his friend's eyes had lingered on his wife's lithe form.

"Come here, baby," Steve said, scooting his chair back to make room for Clare, and patting his lap. It was more than apparent that his cock was already straining against his jeans!

"Why don't you show her how it's done, Amber," Tommy said, giving the blonde's butt a squeeze in his lap.

"Like this you mean?" Amber replied, leaning forward so the whole table had a view of her abundant cleavage, and she started grinding her ass and crotch right against Tommy's!

 

[AikoCrane]

Clare could not believe this was happening. The tears that had been burning in her eyes fell. "Tommy, please stop this." she pleaded. She couldn't act so slutty with Steve, she couldn't watch Slut Amber grind on her husband like this.
"I'm sorry, Tommy, please. I will do whatever you want, just stop this."

 

[StFornicate]

Tommy grunted as Amber hiked up her skirt, showing off the teeny-tiny thong she was wearing, and ground herself firmly against Tommy's rapidly stiffening erection. He grabbed a hold of her hips and moved her just like he wanted, before finally addressing his tearful wife.

"You're right. You'll do whatever I want, whenever I want. Now climb up on Steve and put that little butt to work!" he demanded.

Steve was sitting right there next to her, and he didn't give her much choice in the matter, his hands finding her slim hips and pulling her forcefully into his lap!

"That's a good girl," Steve said, one hand moving to grasp her butt underneath her dress!

 

[AikoCrane]

Clare was in such a panic she thought she might faint. At Tommy's instance she do this to Steve she whimpered, feeling her tears come more quickly. It didn't seem to bother Steve at all that she was upset, he just grabbed her and moved her onto his lap. He even grabbed her ass under her skirt.

Had Steve always been this much of a letch or was it that he was drunk? He had never grabbed her like this before.

"ohmygod" she thought, "I can feel his erection", she was disgusted feeling him through his pants like this. She barely liked feeling Tommy's dick, Steve's was intolerable. She decided to get it over with, faking a laugh through her tears and moving a bit before trying to stand.

"I think that's enough, Steve." She tried to sound light and teasing.

 

[StFornicate]

"God, you're such a prude!" Tommy spat, his hands gripping the blonde tightly in his lap. He winked at Steve, whose grip on Clare's waist only tightened, and he actually thrust upward with his hips against her!

Meanwhile, the blonde was grinding on Tommy like she really knew what she was doing, and was really enjoying it as well! Then she stood up, and said: "C'mon Rachel, you gotta give him a try!" She grabbed his crotch as she got off him, and winked a promise for later.

The brunette, Rachel, had to one-up her friend, of course, and peeled off the little dress she was wearing, tossing it at Clare and Steve before sliding into Tommy's lap, facing him, in just her lacy lingerie!

 

[AikoCrane]

Clare was desperate for Tommy to accept her. She felt Steve grab her harder and force her to rub on his crotch. She went with it. She told herself to pretend it was Tommy.

When the girls switched and Rachael took off her dress and threw it at her Clare felt so ashamed and degraded. No one here had any respect or regard for her.

She tried to act like this was okay, to pretend to be having fun. She trusted Tommy wouldn't do any more than this. She had suspected a few times that he had cheated, but surely she was wrong. And no matter what, she was confident he wouldn't do anything in their living room right in front of her. Even Tommy had limits, he was just drunk and angry right now.

 

[StFornicate]

He could tell she was pretending to just go along with everything; he didn't care much, though. His cock was getting rock hard underneath the brunette's lapdance, and he was more than happy to reach right around here and grab each of her asscheeks with each of his hands!

The poker game was apparently forgotten, as the blonde slipped into another lap, Brad's, and then Rob was getting his cock out next to Brad, and the blonde bent right over and started sucking on it!

"Now it's a fucking party!" Steve said, grabbing the hem of Clare's dress and raising it up for everyone to see her ass, and the guys all laughed, and the girls moaned in agreement; the brunette was slipping Tommy's shorts down his legs...

 

[AikoCrane]

This could not be happening. The Slut Rachael was taking her husband's pants off. Did she forget that Clare was here? What the hell.

Tommy seemed not to care at all about Clare. He was totally interested in the whore on his lap. Hatred seethed in Clare.

Steve had his hands on her ass now. Well, two could play this game. She ground into Steve with real intent, rubbing herself on his pants.

She was red with shame, but said, "Oh a party? Steve, I'll give you a party." Her hands shaking she lifted the dress up and off of her, revealing her matching black panties and bra. Both were tiny, her slender body didn't need much in the way of support. She swallowed in fear, hoping Tommy would stop her as she reached for Steve. "Let's party then."