Who's the Bitch Now: Part One

Reena Sky’s in the tub when her phone buzzes. It’s her husband, the lying bastard, swearing he’ll be late for their anniversary and trying to make it sound sweet. She doesn’t buy a word. She knows he’s balls-deep in his secretary somewhere and she’s done playing the victim. She wants blood, but first she needs a plan. The doorbell rings. Chanell Heart, brand-new neighbor, holding a tray of muffins and looking like every wet dream Reena’s ever had. Brunette skin glowing, full tits bouncing under a thin tee, and that smile could short-circuit a fuse box. Reena excuses herself, shuts the door, and smirks. Jackpot. Phone angled on the shelf, camera rolling, she invites Chanell to the couch. They chat about jobs, life, lovers. Reena slips off her wedding ring when Chanell isn’t looking, then drops the line: she only plays with girls now. Chanell tries to laugh it off, but her eyes keep drifting. Reena leans in, kisses her, and that’s all it takes. Chanell pulls back, says she’s married, this is wrong, but Reena’s already got her shirt up and tongue flicking across a stiff nipple. Resistance melts fast. Reena strips her slow, licking up the inside of one trembling thigh before diving face-first into slick, warm pussy. Spit runs down Chanell’s folds; she’s moaning like she forgot every vow she ever made. Reena swings a leg over, plants her own dripping cunt on Chanell’s mouth, and rides until she squirts hard, thighs shaking. When Chanell tries to leave, Reena just laughs, tells her the whole thing’s on tape. One call to Chanell’s husband and the footage goes viral. Chanell stays put, licking, sucking, owned. Reena’s revenge is already in the can, and she’s not even close to finished.