Author's Note:
This chapter takes place at the same time as Business Conference. This chapter focuses on Marcia's and Nick's evolving relationship. This is part of a much longer series, although I try to give a brief background on the main characters in this chapter is below for anyone less familiar with the story arc.
Featured Characters
Nick Donovan
- 22 yo new hire in the Procurement department working for Marcia. Both the company CEO, Kim (not featured in this chapter) and his manager, Marcia, are his submissives.
Marcia Caden
- 35 yo Procurement Manager in a failing marriage. 5'5", 125 lbs. Shoulder length brown hair, B cup. She recently ended an affair with the VP of Operations but has since begun an extramarital affair with and become a submissive to Nick.
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CEO Slut: Business Pleasure
"You'll be gone the whole week?" Marcia asked her husband in exasperation.
He paused while packing the luggage on the bed. "I thought I told you. Anyway, my sister's in town, too, and you two never get along, so it's probably for the best," he explained.
Marcia couldn't refute that point as she remembered the painful and awkward Thanksgiving and Christmas holidays from years past. "Tempting, but I have to let my hair dry and rewind some Blockbuster video tapes," Marcia deadpanned.
"Remind me what year it is again," her husband asked as he resumed packing. "Anyway, I'm taking the kids, so you've got nothing to worry about. They always love spending time with their cousins, anyway."
"You're going for the whole week, though," she whined.
"Yeah, we leave early tomorrow Sunday morning. And then we'll drive back home next Sunday," he calmly replied.
"I see," Marcia quietly said as she realized she'd have the house to herself for a full week.
"By the way, when did you start wearing that anklet?" he asked.
Marcia instinctively pulled her foot back behind her, trying to hide the jewelry, even though her husband had already pointed it out. She was surprised he even noticed it, although she certainly couldn't tell him it signified her devotion to another man, namely that it represented the submissive affair she was having with her Master, Nick Donovan.
"Oh, I just saw it in a store and liked it, so I bought it," she answered, trying not to belie that it was anything more than a harmless piece of decorative jewelry.
Her husband just shrugged his shoulders and said, "Well, I hope it didn't cost too much. Anyway, you be a good girl. Don't go wild and inviting other men over while I'm away." He laughed at his own joke.
Marcia awkwardly laughed along. She couldn't help but wonder if only her husband knew how close he was really striking at the truth.
*****
After her husband left to hit the road with the kids, Marcia began tidying up around the house. The kids' toys were picked up and placed back in toy boxes. Papers strewn all over the tables and counters were gathered up and organized. She vacuumed up the floor and dusted off the house.
She was rushing because she had called Nick and invited him to come over in a few hours, figuring her husband and kids would safely be several hundred miles away by then. She was giddy like a schoolgirl at the prospect of spending the week with Nick in the comfort of her own home. Their affair was clandestine, and she had made up a litany of excuses over the previous weeks so that she could steal a few hours here and there to be with him. Even when they were together, though, she was always mindful of the time, always rushing to get back home before her husband became suspicious.
In a happy coincidence, Nick's other slave, Kim, was away for the week at a business conference, so Marcia would have him all to herself. It was her opportunity to prove her devotion to him. She could cook for him and wait on him hand and foot. In an ideal world, she could marry Nick and they could live together as husband and wife, although she knew that could never be the reality.
Although she couldn't leave her husband because of the kids, she couldn't live with her husband's emotional abandonment and the void it left in her life. Although there was a clear hierarchy in their D/s relationship, Nick proved genuinely interested in her concerns and well-being, and he satisfied her both emotionally and physically in all the ways her husband failed to meet her needs.
Since she was unwilling to leave her husband, Marcia was content to share Nick with Kim. Although it irked her that he lived with Kim, Marcia figured she wasn't in any position to complain since she couldn't commit to a fully open and committed relationship, either. Besides, Nick met her needs, and he gave her a sense of contentment and fulfillment in her life that had been lacking for years.
As she worked on cleaning up the house, however, she cursed herself out for calling Nick over so soon. It was a double-edged sword. She wanted to spend as much time as possible with him before her family returned, but, on the other hand, she wanted to make a perfect impression on him. She wanted to welcome Nick into an immaculate home, and she knew there simply wasn't enough time for that.
Marcia sighed, finally deciding that the house was as clean and organized as she was going to get it. Then she rushed upstairs to slip out of the sweatpants and sweatshirt she'd been wearing. She changed into a sexy short black negligee. Underneath she wore black stockings, the tops of which reached just below the hem of her negligee. She didn't bother wearing a bra, and her nipples poked clearly through the negligee's thin fabric.
There was a mirror against the wall at the bottom of the stairs, and she took one last look at herself. She had taken the time to do her make-up and hair, and she was pleased with her own appearance. She hardly ever wore anything but a touch of lipstick, and she marveled at how the make-up smoothed over the imperfections on her face and made her skin glow. The eyeliner made her eyes darker, which made them more striking. Her hair was teased and done up as opposed to the simple ponytail she usually wore just to keep her hair out of her eyes. She took one last look at herself in the mirror and hoped that Nick would be pleased with his slave and lover.
As the time approached, Marcia disabled all the Ring cameras around the house, and then she nervously waited while the butterflies fluttered about inside her. She paced around the house, finding last minute items to tidy up, searching for any distractions to occupy her time as she waited for her young lover to arrive.
*****
Nick left Kim's home for the 15-minute drive to Marcia's house. When he got to her neighborhood, he purposefully drove past her house and parked around the corner, per her instructions. Then he walked on the sidewalk back to her house. It was a typical suburban development with rows and rows of homes with a tree in the front yard and a picket fence around the backyard. As opposed to Kim's neighborhood filled with sprawling estates that were more secluded and exclusive, these houses all sat on about a quarter acre each in an endless sea of middle-class cul-de-sacs and colonials.
He tried not to draw attention to himself as he went up the driveway. As he approached the top, he darted around the side to the back of the house. Marcia was obviously hesitant to have neighbors see a strange man enter her house in the middle of the day, and she had asked him to avoid the front door. Luckily, none of her neighbors were in sight, so hopefully he didn't draw any spying eyes.
As he approached the sliding glass door in the back, he saw Marcia through the clear panel, patiently waiting. He stopped for a second and smiled, realizing that she had taken extra effort to prepare herself for him. Things were working out perfectly, he marveled. Kim had left earlier that day, bound for a conference in LA for the week. But just as he was losing access to one slave for the week, a whole new world of possibilities opened up as Marcia invited him to spend the week in her house.
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"Come in, Master," Marcia welcomed him, quickly ushering him in and out of sight of her nosy neighbors. She initially thought she should wait until after dark to have Nick come over, but she knew the waiting was the hardest part, and she asked him to come over much sooner. She reactivated the outdoor security cameras in case her husband wanted to check in on them.
"Stay inside," she instructed Nick. "If you have to leave, let me know, and I'll turn the cameras back off. You'll trip the motion detectors otherwise, and my husband will get a notification on his phone."
Nick nodded his understanding. "This is a nice house," Nick commented as he looked around. It was not the large estate that Kim lived on, but Marcia's house was cozy and warm. It felt lived in and comfortable. Then he turned back to face Marcia. "I see you dressed for my arrival."
She was heartened by his compliment. "Yes, I want this to be a special week for us."
"It will be. It will be," he promised her.
Then he turned away and started to slowly wander around the first floor, just taking in the lay of the land. She followed him as he moved into the family room. The walls were filled with pictures of her family, and he stopped to study them.
"So, this is your husband," he said dryly.
"Yes, Master," Marcia confirmed. She had pledged her submission to him, and she knew what was expected of her, even in her own home. She desperately wanted to please Nick, so she sought to placate him and comply with all his expectations.
