I've never really been the type of guy who's ever gotten along with his boss. I mean, I go to work and I do my job, but I've never been for drinks with the boss, or over to an employer's house for a barbeque or anything. So it was an especially happy day when, after a managerial shuffle at work, a woman that I got along really well with became my new immediate superior.
It didn't hurt matters that she was easy on the eye, either. She was of Indian extraction, with beautiful brown skin, jet black hair and eyes the colour of honey. She also had nice, firm C cups that she was never aware that she was showing off with the blouses she wore. She was married though, and I had a personal rule against dating within the workplace - not to mention dating the boss. Plenty of flirting went on, though, and she was often on my mind when I went home and jerked off.
We were friends as well as co-workers and that led to some dinners, drinks or coffee, often with her husband accompanying us. It turned out he was a good guy, too, and the three of us had some really fun nights out.
A common love of movies led to many DVD's being swapped back-and-forth, and somehow, this - and my being terminally single - led to some porno films being passed between us. From what I could tell, this was a wild couple, and that only fuelled my masturbatory fantasies all the more.
I was devastated to learn that she was being downsized. I called her a few days after she'd been let go to console her. She said she was glad to hear from me and we made plans to get coffee that weekend. Her husband came along, and I sat opposite them in a booth at a local café.
"Actually," she said, "I'm really glad we caught up. Mitchell wanted to ask you something."
Mitchell looked a little uncomfortable and mumbled, "Um. Well, you two know each other better, maybe you should ask."
She leaned in close and almost whispered, "Mitchell has always had this..." she looked around before continuing, "...fantasy. To see me with another man. To watch."
My mind racing, I tore my eyes from her cleavage and nodded, stupidly.
"We had kind of decided that it would be you - if you wanted to - but I didn't think we should do it while you and I worked together." She and I sat back at the same time as I took in what she'd just said.
"You want me to have sex with you?" I asked, sounding like an idiot, "While Mitchell watches."
The couple nodded simultaneously. "I don't want to join in or anything." Mitchell added, "But, I was wondering if you'd be OK with me filming it."
I picked up my coffee cup, put it back down, picked it up again and took a sip. I considered what I was being asked for almost two minutes while Mitchell and Vera waited patiently.