Bimbo Virus
Chapter 2: Revenge
Dr. Brooks puts his expensive car in park just in front of his large garage. He was so excited to try this formula on his wife that he did not notice his wife's lover, Jason's large pickup truck in front of his house.
He jogs to the front entrance, unlocks the expensive wooden door, and calls out to his wife. He notices that nobody was on the first floor of the large house, so he started to go up the second-floor steps. When he was about to call out Amanda's name, he heard the distinctive pleasure moans that you only hear when you are fucking. Not only that, but it sounded like his wife.
Halfway up the stairs, he started to go more quietly. He reaches the top floor, then like a prowler, he silently walks down the hallway heading for the master bedroom down the hallway on the left side. Once he reaches the entrance, the door was closed, but not all the way. It was only about a couple of inches from being completely shut. He peers thru the crack, and his jaw drops as far as it could go.
He sees his wife riding another man on their bed, fucking like a bitch in heat. He had never seen her do that, even when they were younger, and they fucked many times years ago. Numerous thoughts course within his head and what action he should do.
It was a strange feeling not knowing what to do next, as years of a well-accomplished scientist, he always knows what to do and what action to take after any unexpected results, but this was different; this was personal.
Brian's first thought was to burst through the room and exclaim, "What the hell is going on!" and force her and her lover to make the next move. But that will lead to other events that he did not want to go thru; no, this calls for something else.
The jilted husband stood there, frozen as the gears in his head were working on the next move he should take, like a chess player working on the next few steps before the first. After some thinking, he knows what to do now. Dr. Brian Brooks then replaced the shocked look on his face with a wicked evil grin. He then slowly backed away from the door and headed back downstairs, and found his way to his office room without making a sound.
At his large mahogany desk, he opens one of the drawers on the right-hand side. The drawer has many bottles of chemicals. The doctor started to search each of the bottles, looking at the labels.
Under his breath, he tells himself, "I know it's in here....Ah, there it is." He picks up the bottle and starts looking at the label to ensure this is the correct one. The bottle label states its chloroform.
Dr. Brian then started looking around his large office for other materials he needs for his evil deed. He finds a mask with some other lab equipment, and he then leaves his office and heads to the powder room on the first floor, there he grabs a couple of small hand towels.
He gets to the foot of the stairs, freezes in his tracks, looks around, and he hears nothing. The fucking session must have stopped. A feeling of fear and excitement took over as his senses are more on alert now. He strains to focus on his hearing for any kind of signs of what's happening upstairs.
Brian can make out some distinct sounds of conversation going on but can't make out any words at all, but he is sure they were still in the master bedroom. So, he slowly started walking up the stairs. Reaching the top, the doctor then heads down the hallway, and the bedroom door was still ajar, signaling that no one has left or entered the room. He then noticed the man, naked, coming back from the master bathroom, with the distinctive toilet flush in the background, and he then gets under the covers with Amanda, who appears sound asleep.
"That bastard is sleeping on my side of the bed, oh, he's going to pay for this!" Brian angrily thought.
He waited as the balding man starts to fall asleep. Brian slowly entered one of the spare bedrooms and sat on the chair as he wants to stay until both of them are sound asleep before he proceeds.
After about a half-hour or so, he goes back to the master bedroom doorway, puts on the mask, and takes out one of the towels. He then cracks open the bottle of chloroform and slowly and carefully pours the liquid onto one of the towels. Once he was satisfied with the towel's right amount of content, he quietly entered the bedroom.
Brian moves towards the man on his side of the bed. He then puts the soaked towel over his nose and mouth. Jason's eyes open up wide, and then right when he was about to get up, his eyes then rollback and he goes back asleep, this time in a deep sleep. Dr. Brooks then does the same to his wife, who was sleeping naked as well.
Dr. Brooks calls a number on his cellphone. "Jim, It's Dr. Brooks. Can you get some of my lab equipment to my house? I'm going to do some work from home. I will text you what I need, and you can use the lab van to transport it. Can you get it here right away? Good, thanks, Jim".
He then starts typing away on his phone, texting what equipment he needs to his lab assistant, who received his bosses' message, and right away started gathering the supplies and loading them onto the van back at the lab.
Brian was upstairs in the master bedroom, looking out the window, waiting for his assistant, and keeping an eye on the lovers in a deep sleep because of the sleeping agent. During the wait, the anger keeps raging inside of him. Thinking how his wife could do this to him, but he did fuck Mellissa after she changed, so the angry feeling subsided somewhat. Then his thoughts focus on the office girl, hoping she is okay. He made a note to himself to check up on her after things calm down here.
His lab assistant arrived a few hours after the call and parked in front of the large house. Brian had to readminister the chloroform one more time as the man was showing signs of waking up.
Jim knocked at the front door, and Brian answered and helped him move all the equipment to the basement.
"Doc, you sure you do not want to tell me what you're doing? I hope you're not doing any kind of Frankenstein experiment?" Jim chuckled.
Brian looked shocked when his assistant asked him this.
"Just kiddin', Doc!" joked his comedic subordinate.
Brian gave a shrug and laughed it off, and started to explain to Jim what he is doing with all this equipment. "It's for that weight-loss drug we have been working on for over a year now. We are close to phase 5 of the drug, and I need to spend more time at home, so I'm taking my work to my home."
"That cool, Doc," Jim answered as he is still wondering why he needs all this equipment, especially two hospital beds.
Once both men unloaded the equipment to the basement, the lab assistant left. Once Brian showed him to the door, he then made a quick check on his victims upstairs and then headed back to the basement to set up the equipment that took longer than expected, and he had to give another dose of chloroform to his wife and the man.
For the next hour or so, Brian had struggled to get his knocked-out wife and lover to the basement. He managed to get both of them onto a hospital bed and strapped them down to not move or escape.
The basement is enormous. The stairs from the kitchen area lead down to the large main room of the basement. The room is unfinished, cold, and dark. It has four other small spaces that have doors, two on each side of the main room.
The hospital beds are up against the far wall and spaced about six feet from each other, with monitoring equipment on each bed's sides with wires attached to each sleeping victim. Brian's wife was on the right-side bed, and the man is on the left.
While Amanda and Jason are still in a deep sleep, he injected both of them with the formula used on Melissa and taping on his iPad; he noted the time he administered each of them, 9:32 pm. Then dimmed the lights and waited while sitting on a chair on the opposite wall of the beds.
Around 10 pm, Jason was the first to wake up. Once he opened his eyes, he was fully awake after realizing he was naked and can't move.
"What the Hell is going on!" he screamed out.
His outburst caused Amanda to wake up. She could only scream out in terror as she is naked and can't move too.
Okay, here we go, Brian told himself as he gathered his courage to let both of them know what will happen. He got up from his chair and started walking towards his helpless wife.
She hears footsteps coming towards her, looks to her left side, and notices her husband, Brian.
"What the fuck, Brian!" She barked, "Let me go, you fuckin' asshole." As she tries to get free from her straps, but it was just a waste of energy.
"So, how long has my wife been fucking around?" Brian asked her in a calming voice.
Amanda replied, "So is this what this is about? Because I was having an affair? I was lonely, and you are never home; and when you are, you ignore me. I can't stand being alone."
Brian knows that his wife has a point but still is angry by her actions. "So instead of talking to me about this, you just went out and got you some dick? If you talked to me about this, I could have adjusted my schedule...for you!"
She started to tear up, "I'm sorry, Brian, I fucked up."
"Yes, you did, and now you will see what I have been working on."
"Wait, I thought you were working on a weight-loss formula?"