Robert MacMillan had just finished setting out the breakfast dishes when Sarah and Biff arrived in the kitchen, now fully dressed. He eyed then over and took stock of what they were wearing. He recognised the knee length denim skirt as one of his wife’s, along with the expensive pink trainers on her feet. Biff was wearing a pair of Sarah’s navy jogging bottoms with a pink waist and, and a pair of her teal coloured converse-style shoes.
“Good morning” he beamed at them as they sat down, almost completely ignoring him, “so what’s with the clothes?” He asked. Buff rolled his eyes as he began to tuck into the food in front of him.
“He’s just upset that I didn’t have anything less girly than those pants.” Sarah replied, “unfortunately for him, none of his pants, shoes, or socks fit him anymore.” She added as she poured herself a glass of orange juice and looked over at her father. He was stood there with his dressing gown on, wide open, exposing his panties. She noticed that the skin around his groin seemed to be darkening a bit.
“I’d go get dressed if I were you” she said as she turned her attention back to the breakfast. Robert nodded, and made his way to the corridor. He was about to head towards his bedroom when he stopped.
‘Guess I better go get some bottoms from Mollie’ he thought to himself. He turned around and made his way to the maids room. As he opened the door he froze, he saw Lucy sitting on the bed facing the door, with Mollie stood just beside her, staring at the floor. He noticed his wife was now wearing a pair of his jeans, along with his favourite trainers.
“Hello Robert” she said calmly but coldly, “I’m assuming you’ve come to get something to wear?” She added. There was something in her voice that made his heart start to beat fast. Lucy stood up and was now almost eye level with him.
“I’ve just had a very interesting chat with Mollie” she said as she stared him down, “and now I know all about how you’ve been sneaking around taking advantage of the poor girl”
“I wouldn’t…” Robert began
“Call it taking advantage? I’d say implying that she’d be fired if she didn’t do what you wanted would be taking advantage” Lucy interrupted, her voice laced with a quiet fury.
“Lucy… honey…”
“Don’t you ‘honey’ me!” Lucy snapped, “I’ve had it up to here with you! You’ve got such a god complex, I know you think you ‘saved’ me from the industry, but you know what, I enjoyed what I did, and I damn well used to earn more than you did! Have you forgotten it was my money that helped you start up your fucking company?” She continued exploding. Robert started to feel rather weak in the face of her yelling.
“I….” He began meekly
“Save it!” Lucy snarled, “I don’t want to hear it. Thankfully I made sure to have an infidelity clause in our prenups. You realise I can leave you with absolutely nothing right? Exactly what you threatened poor Mollie with?” She smirked as she started to move toward him, causing him to shrink back slightly .
“Lucy! Please, no, I’ll do anything to make it up to you” he stammered. Lucy stopped in her tracks and smiled.
“Oh I was hoping you’d say that” she purred.
