Chapter 2
Around lunch time, Lucas texted me and told me he’s leaving work a few hours early and he wants me ready to leave when he gets home.
Once I focused I flew through my editing, so I treated myself to a long shower and gave extra attention to grooming Ms. Kitty.
If I twitch my tail enough, I’m positive I’ll get a vigorous fucking once we’re home.
The costume is simple. It’s a relic of my college years, when I thought being a Playboy Bunny was glamorous.
It’s a black satin one-piece body suit with no shoulder straps that plunges so deep in the front my breasts spill over the top.
The outfit zips up the back and has an attached white fluffy tail and matching rabbit ears.
If I’m being honest, it’s a fancy bathing suit.
I slip on a pair of black spiked heels. Yeah, it’s a dumb choice for shoes, but whatever. I’m going with it.
Should I have reminded Miri what the costume looked like? We’ve been friends since middle school, so she saw it years ago.
Nah. I bet she would have still said to be a slutty bunny. Lucas is lucky I’m wearing a costume and not my flannel pajamas. It would’ve served him right if I met him at the door in my comfy PJs and announced I was going as an indie author.
Once I got more in the holiday spirit, I took the time to style my long, blonde hair in loose curls because it’s Lucas’s favorite.
I carefully apply my makeup, and when I examine myself in the mirror, I feel sexy as all fuck.
The high heels give the illusion of long legs on my five-foot-nothing frame.
At thirty-three, my hips are fuller than they were in college, but the costume still fits.
If anything, it might possibly look better, now that I have more to fill it.
This is a delightful self-confidence boost and I’m ready to wow Lucas… and get fucked.
My phone rings when it’s almost time for Lucas to get home and the lock screen says it’s him.
I give a hesitant, “Hello?”
The traffic noises in the background tell me he’s somewhere outside. “Hey, I stopped to get gas and I’m five minutes away. Are you ready?”
My pulse quickens with desire. Now that I’m in my slutty costume with a shaved Ms. Kitty, I really just want to stay home and fuck like rabbits. I never told Lucas what I was wearing. Will he even remember it?
I keep my voice light and flirty. “Yep, your sexy bunny is ready for you.”
“Is that the costume with the black bodysuit and white tail?”
Giggling, I purr, “Maybe. You’ll see when you get here.”
“Hmm… No. Take a picture of yourself and send it to me. No excuses. Do it.”
His command thrills me. Since I’m standing by the mirror in the bedroom, I tell him to hold on and snap a side-view photo. This way, he can appreciate my shapely ass and the bunny tail.
I send it to him. “It’s on its way. You can admire my tail.”
He’s silent for a few seconds before he gives a husky reply. “That is very nice.”
My body warms at his tone and Ms. Kitty is already wet, contemplating all the wicked things we could do later. The car chimes as he climbs in and slams the door shut. The background noise is gone, and I can hear him clearly.
“So, do you want to have a little fun tonight?”
My pussy buzzes and a flutter of pleasure runs down my legs. I know my dear husband. When he suggests “fun”, it usually ends up with his cock inside me in a semi-public location. Does he want to fuck me around the back of the haunted house?
I try to sound sexy to entice him. “I’m always interested in a good time. What do you have in mind?”
I can hear the smile in his voice when he answers. “His name is Chris.”
Whoa, what’s this? He wants me to fuck someone named Chris. Is Chris going to be there tonight? Is this a work buddy of his?
I clench my thighs together in anticipation. The last shred of annoyance at having to go to the haunted house vanishes. “Do we know a Chris?”
He snorts. “Not yet. But you could become intimately acquainted with him tonight.”
I should joke with him and tell him no, but it’s pointless. He knows me too well. I have no reason to play coy.
“I think me and Ms. Kitty are very eager to meet Chris.”
He laughs when I stress the word “very”.
“OK, baby. Consider it done. I’ll be there in a few minutes. I’m going to message Chris the picture of the sexy bunny he’s fucking.”
He signs off with, “Love you. See you in a few,” and I barely have time to tell him I love him back before he ends the call.
My brain whirls and I stare at my phone.
Tonight just got interesting. The growing wetness between my thighs proves I’m definitely intrigued by becoming acquainted with this Chris person.
Ms. Kitty offers her approval and my pussy clenches as I daydream about being fucked by a stranger.
Lucas always listens in and gets worked up, and then afterwards he unloads his pent up sexual tension on me and reminds me I’m his.
I wasn’t sure sex was on the menu tonight and now I’m getting two cocks. God, I really am living the dream.