Spending the Day with Chloe

Chloe lays with you as long as she is able. She loves the snuggling but she is always angling to take it back into something sexual. After a bit of recovery you probably could have gone another round with her but you didn't want to be completely drained for tonight. Chloe was fun, but Fiona was your fantasy.

"That was amazing." You groan happily.

"Well it's about time." Chloe replies. "I was worried you'd never join the club. Thank you for fucking me so good Jesse."

You chuckle. "Right back atcha!"

"You really should pop by and see my Mom. Your ass is next level awesome." She peeks back over her shoulder at you. "It ain't normal. It's way WAY better than normal."

"I'll think about it." You give her one final big hug and kiss her cheek. "Come on. I've got money to burn and nobody to spend it with me. Let's go have fun."

"Okay!"

Together you get up, clean the couch and floor of your mess, then hop into the tub together for a tickly giggly shower. You each get dressed and, which Chloe on your arm, you march back out into the real world to spend some of the mad money Fiona had given you.

You begin the afternoon with a very nice lunch at a pricey sushi restaurant. Chloe caused a scene or two. She turns heads and the pair of you are given disapproving scowls by some of the other more uptight patrons but you didn't care. This was such a breath of fresh air compared to the quiet and closed off Chloe you had known most of your life. She couldn't help but be weird so she had learned just to be silent instead when around outsiders, but hanging out with you gave her licence to express herself. Seeing her actually just be who she truly was an unexpected joy. You also quickly learn that Chloe was very much accustomed to being a Sugar Baby. She had zero qualms about being treated to things and spending money that wasn't her own, which made her the perfect partner today.

You forgo some of your more exotic ideas of tattoos or piercings. These things you didn't want to rush into, plus there were healing times to worry about and you didn't want that distraction when you with Fiona. You do however get a whole new look.

It starts at a beauty salon and spa. You and Chloe get full makeovers. Manicure, pedicure, mud facial, a shave, the works. You even get an invigorating massage. You get your hair cut short, really short. You go for an almost full buzz cut with just a bit of length left at the top. Even with your boyish youthful features it made you look surprisingly butch. Chloe gets a FUCKING ADORABLE pixie cut and absolutely eats up the attention the attendants were lavishing on her, attention you ensured in advance with a big fat tip. Fiona was right, splashing the cash really did do wonders for your machismo.

Next you go to a specialty shop and sample a bunch of different colognes. The women in the shop are extremely helpful and before long you find a fragrance that you felt really suited you. Spice, fig, patchouli, leather, and other things intermingle in an intoxicating masculine aroma that just spoke to you. It was so incredibly familiar yet you just couldn't place the scent. It wasn't until you had purchased it, applied it, and were walking out of the shop that Chloe titters.

"He he! You smell like Uncle John a little."

You freeze in your tracks. Chloe, being 6 years your elder, remembered your father far better than you did. Did this really smell like your Dad's cologne? You couldn't remember.

"Something the matter Jesse?" Chloe asks.

You stand on the sidewalk lost in thought...until you finally say. "No, I'm fine."

This was the one you chose. The one that suited you. Be confident. Be dominant. Stand by your decision.

Chloe takes you by the arm and hugs up tight to your side. "I think it's really nice. Very manly. Very sexy."

Finally comes the fashion and it is nothing but name brands. You keep it quasi-casual with slim cut jeans and lean fitting long sleeve shirts in basic earthy tones. You spend a lot of time choosing a trendy bomber style jacket. A new pair of Jordan's, silver and black Gucci sunglasses, and thick leather belt round out the attire. You knew your sister liked it a bit more classy, but this was about you finding your style not conforming to her tastes. Your cousin is a tirelessly enthusiastic ego boosting cheerleader the whole way through. No matter what clothes you try on she finds the good in it and showers you with compliments.

As with the meal Chloe gets some cringing looks from the staff and other customers. Comments like "Fuck those jeans show off your hot ass!", "Doesn't my Cousin have a smokin hot ass?", "God damn that's a nice ass!" don't help. You laugh off the strange looks and Chloe beams with ebullient good humor at your amusement.

When you are done you look yourself up and down in the mirror and are pretty damned happy about the good looking man you see staring back at you. You could barely see the bruises and swelling from the fight last night. With arms full of shopping bags and your pocket a hell of a lot lighter this part of the day is over.

I wouldn't be long now. There were butterflies in your stomach from trepidation, but also an eagerness for time to pass so that you could be with Fiona once more. Mentally you build yourself up for the evening to come.

You drop your shopping off in the trunk of your car and treat Chloe to a stop at an upscale cafe. Chloe orders a bunch of pastries and sweets while you settle for just a cappuccino. You weren't exactly sure what you would do with Fiona tonight but you didn't want to do it on a full stomach. Chloe cracks rude jokes and makes a vagina out of a cream stuffed croissant she had ordered, proudly displaying it to the table next to yours. "Remind you of anything?" She asks them. You laugh even as the elderly couple scoff, blush and make of point out of ignoring the pair of you.

You check your phone yet again. No texts, no calls, no communication whatsoever. You were curious about what your sisters were doing with the day.

As the minutes ticked by you got quieter and quieter. With the time fast approaching it was getting difficult to distract yourself. Fiona dominated your thoughts. She was going to try to be a submissive. You were going to try to be a dominant. What was this going to be like? What would you do with her? Would all end in disaster?

You grit your teeth. No! No it wouldn't. You had to claim her before that rich son of a bitch did. You are shocked by the intensity of not only your natural brotherly protective instincts, but also a white hot jealousy you had never experienced before. You didn't like the thought of another man owning your sister, not one little bit.

"You okay Jesse?" Chloe says in a concerned voice. "Are you angry? Did I say something?"

You snap back to reality and smile lovingly at your Cousin. "No, sorry. Just thinking."

"About tonight?"

"Yeah."

She reaches across and takes your hand. "Listen, I don't know what's going on and I won't ask. But if you and Fiona need me, I'm here. Okay?"

You had never seen Chloe so serious before. Squeezing her hand you say. "Thank you. And thank you for letting us use your place tonight." You then laugh. "And thank you for spending the day with me. God, I can't stop saying thank you!"

"Well thank you for making my pussy squirt all over and letting me eat out your asshole." She quips right back.

There is a clank of a fork being dropped and the old couple harumph and grumble and make quite a point of leaving their table in a huff.

"Oops." She giggles. "Anyway...you're welcome."

You glance at your phone you see it is just past 6. "We should get going."

Which was just as well as the manager of cafe was just coming over to ask you both to leave.