Quarantine Pet - His Pet

Chapter Ten – Sandra

I started dressing sexy around the house. On the first day, I wore a short, secretary skirt with vintage nylons with the line up the back. With a pair of vintage red pumps, it greatly accentuated my calves. I did up my hair and makeup. Wearing a white top with a black bra underneath, I looked ready to be on a calendar!

Walking into the kitchen, Jack was having a conference call with one of the clients from Cam Tech. He had just finished breakfast. I took his plate, utensils, and napkins, then turned my back on him and stuck out my butt a little. The skirt help make my butt more defined than usual.

Unfortunately, Jack didn’t turn his head. He was still looking at his phone. I got a clean washcloth, dampened it, and proceeded to wipe down the table where he had just eaten. I leaned way over so he could see my cleavage through the loose white blouse I was wearing. This time, he glanced up but then turned away. He got up and walked out of the kitchen.

The next day, Jack made a supply run to the local supermarket. I asked him to get a bottle of body oil. Then, before he came back, I got out my yoga mat and put on my yoga outfit. If my yoga pants were any more form-fitting and tight, they would’ve been an extra layer of skin.

I waited for about an hour. I figured it would take him that long to shop with all the restrictions from the virus. Setting up the yoga mat in the living room, I was right in front of the door where he entered. When I heard the doorknob turn, I began to pretend as if I was doing yoga.

“Hey,” he greeted.

“Hey,” I said back. “Did you get that bottle of body oil I wanted?”

“Oh, yeah, here it is,” he offered. “What’s that for?”

“This,” I replied.

I proceeded to douse myself with the oil. I wasn’t wearing any underwear beneath the yoga pants, and soaking the ensemble with the oil made it pretty see-through. I made sexy faces as I rubbed it all over my body. Then I looked up to make eye contact and smile at him. Unfortunately, he just avoided my gaze and rushed out of the room.

The entire episode left me with an oil yoga mat and an oily yoga outfit that I had to clean in the laundry. Jack then texted me from his bedroom to get the rest of the groceries out of his trunk. I sighed and did as he requested. He was making this seduction very difficult.

The next day, I put on a sundress sans any underwear. Jack was actively trying to avoid me now, so I had to get up early, hide near the kitchen, and wait until I heard him walking toward it. Then I would get in front of him and stand in the sunlight as it poured through the kitchen window. It made the sundress practically see-through.

“Dance with me, Jack,” I offered.

“We have work to do,” he said a bit nervously.

“C’mon, just a minute,” I offered, taking his hand.

He looked down at the hand and then at me. Something was going on in his head. For a moment, it seemed like he would stay. But then, behind the eyes, the decision was made. His face dropped, and he rushed out of the room. He locked himself in his bedroom for the rest of the day.

I called Isabella and updated her.

“Wow, he is really playing hard to get,” she said with some concern. “What do you think is stopping him?”

“I don’t know,” I sighed in frustration. “Maybe one of my cousins warned him off of me?”

“Well, couldn’t you find that out by calling them?”

“I guess I could, but if that’s not the case, then I’d be inviting more scrutiny over our situation, which is the last thing I want to do if Jack actually starts up with me again,” I complained. “Maybe I did something wrong. Turned him off somehow.”

“I don’t see how that could be,” said Mandy. “You’re perfect. If he’s not into you, it must be him.”

“You’re too nice sometimes,” I complimented.

“I try. Listen, you just have to keep at it,” she assured me. “Everything I see on the news says this virus thing is going to keep us in lockdown. Cuomo has locked down the state, and DeBlasio has locked down the city.”

“I know, I know. Flatten the curve.”

“Yeah, but already people are starting to get antsy,” she revealed. “The Orthodox Jews wanted to have a funeral, but DeBlasio wouldn’t let them. They are furious.”

“Whoa, weird. Seems like such a small request.”

“Right? Plus, they’re all super religious. You can’t do stuff like that to super religious people. They vote!”

“Did you get yourself a mask?” I asked.