Page 18 of Perfidious Passion

Ifill the house with some Ariana Grande bangers as I run around trying to make myself fancy. This morning the radio sufficed as I cleaned up breakfast and lunch, but now I need some specific boss bitch vibes.

I've done what I can to push Brett from my mind for the rest of the day. After ruining breakfast with my worries, I did some deep thinking in the shower. There's nothing I can do today about the situation if I want to enjoy my night, so I'm shoving the anxiety to the side.

For the most part. But that's what the glass of wine and blasting music are for.

Caleb and Dean left to give their mom flowers for Valentine's Day a bit ago after working this morning. Aaron wasn't so lucky to take a half day like us since he doesn't run his own business, but he did leave the house this morning with an extra outfit.

I'm under strict instructions to enjoy my afternoon while they visit with Ava. I had wanted to go, but the boys mentioned they needed to get some surprises ready for me, too, while they were out.

There's been an extra pep in my step since they left me all hot and bothered at the front door. Oh, not before they gave me myfirst gifts, though. Dean produced my favorite chocolate-covered almonds, and Caleb gave me a bouquet of lilies. My favorites.

They told me the rest would come later, and Aaron had something big up his sleeve. Giddiness bubbles through me, making my shoulders tingle and a squeal rip free from my lips.

I munch on one last almond and slip into my black mini dress. The heels aren'tfuck-meheels because I'm not trying to break my neck tonight, but they're cute little pumps with some sparkle around the edges. With the silver necklace Aaron got me for our family anniversary this year cradling my neck, and the matching earrings from Caleb, I admire the shine of my wedding ring. The three bands that surround it are a reminder of our commitment ceremony we had right after our two weddings.

My heart beats extra hard and a burn lights behind my eyes.They will believe me. And if they don't, I have proof.

Puffing out a breath, I brush my teeth while eyeing my wavy dark red hair. It's laying kind of flat, so I scrunch it with my fingers near my scalp, hoping to give it some body. I spit and take in my appearance. The scrunching made it look a bit messy and my slightly smeared cherry lip gloss give me a freshly fucked look.

My arms tingle again with excitement as I snatch my phone and take a selfie from my collarbone up. I want to surprise them with the dress I bought. And the no panties beneath it.There will be no bending over for me tonight.Unless it's for my men, then I willabsolutelybe flashing them my wet pussy.

Grinning, I send my selfie and actually take a moment to admire the sensual look in my eyes and the teasing lip bite I posed with.

Dirty Boy: Holy shit, dirty girl!

I giggle as I read Caleb's response in the group chat, then blush when Dean's comes in next.

Husband: Be ready for us to recreate that look many… many times tonight, baby.

Christ. Maybe I should have put panties on. I'm already soaking the insides of my thighs.

Nibbling on my lip, I refrain from touching myself and start to type out a response. A message from Aaron stops me from asking when they will be home, though.

My Love: Absolutely stunning. Can't wait to see what you're wearing when you step out of the limo I ordered for you.

"What?" I screech, looking around the bathroom like an extremely long black car is going to jump out at me.

My Love: Your ride is waiting for you outside. We can't wait to see you, my love.

"No way," I whisper and bolt for the bedroom window. Below, parked in our driveway, is a limo with the back door wide open and ready for me. "Oh my god!"

I feel like a little girl on Christmas who just got told she gets a puppyandtickets to Disneyland!

It's a miracle I remember to grab my clutch and my phone. I even stop to grab my long winter jacket and lock the door.Aaron will be proud.

Diving into the cushy leather seats that look like they could hold fifteen more people, I scramble to close the door behind me to close out the freezing day. I kick my heels off and relax. I haveno idea how much they spent on this boujee ride, but I'm not letting one second of it go to waste.

And the glass of champagne in the fancy cup holder beside me won't be wasted either. I fish my phone out of my jacket pocket and curl into the heated seats as the car begins to move. My fingers fly over the keyboard in utter enthusiasm.

Me: This is amazing!! Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU!

My gratitude and happiness in my text to them doesn't do it justice. All three of them are getting blowjobs tonight. That will show them how special they've made me feel.

Dean

FEB. 14TH - FRIDAY

“Do you think it's enough to cheer her up?" I'm anxious and eyeing the tablecloth like a stain will appear at any moment.

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