WARNING: If you don't like stories where the cheater gets away with it or gets forgiven for it, this story and many others in my catalog are not for you. Unless otherwise labeled, my stories are fiction no marriage has been endangered to create this story. This is not our universe though it has similarities. STDs are not an issue in this universe, unless they feature in the story line.
Ruby's Business Trip
I was devastated when my husband served me divorce papers out of the blue. I had no hint that there was a problem in our marriage. I suggested counseling, which he rejected. My lawyer advised that the offered settlement was fair and reasonable, and I should take it. I settled with him without a big fight. I keep the kids, the cat, the house (the mortgage had paid out a few years back) and receive support until the children complete university, or other post-secondary school. Since there was no fight, it was a quick divorce.
I sold the house, and moved to a smaller house across town, walking distance to my parents, so the kids could go there after school, and I started to rebuild my life. That is when I discovered that he had been cheating on me for over a year. It came in the form of a wedding invitation for me and the kids to attend his wedding to his lover. All of a sudden everything made sense, she had shown up about two years before the divorce. She was his new assistant at work, 15 years younger than me. I never suspected anything. I trusted him. I never considered her to be a threat.
My solace was work. My boss gave me paid time off to sort things out, and I repaid him by working extra hard. Six months after the divorce, I received a promotion. I now have more direct customer interactions. It came with a significant increase in pay, but required additional travel. My mother stepped up to handle the child care and while my life was more frantic, it was also more satisfying. Even the kids liked the new regime. My parents became more involved in the kid's lives, and they said they enjoyed it. My ex-husband is almost gone, he sees the kids when I ask him to, or on birthdays and some holidays. Three months after the wedding, she is pregnant. Nine months after the divorce, I have settled into the new routine, and finally start thinking about maybe finding a man to give me the personal attention that I am lacking.
For the first time since I started working for Amadine Industrial, I look at the men in the office with an eye to a potential relationship. Pickings are slim. The only single man is the owner, my boss. He is a couple of decades older than me. He is a "Distinguished Gentleman" which I find very attractive. He is also fit and active. Unusual in a man his age. However, he has made it clear that he does not condone personal relationships within the office, so he is out.
We have done a few trips to visit clients. I provide project management for equipment installations so I get deeply involved with the client's engineering departments. We jointly schedule the necessary infrastructure for the equipment installation, and manage the installation and setup of the equipment.
In October we make a trip half way across the country to a major city to visit a client and get things organized. Brad, my boss has accompanied me, as this is one of the largest installations we have attempted. He put us up in the Crowne Plaza, a 5-star hotel. We are here for two weeks, and the work is grueling. We are at the client office for 8AM and regularly work till late at night. However, Friday comes and we all break for the weekend at 4. Brad says I am on my own for dinner as he has plans. He is meeting a friend.
I am in the lobby bar talking to the bartender about possible dinner places when I spot someone entering the lobby. I look again. It is Donna, my high school BFF. I shout "Donna! Over here."
Donna looks for the unexpected voice, sees me. She looks puzzled. "Ruby?" She heads over to the bar. "Ruby? What are you doing here?"
"I am here for work. Why are you here?"
"Tom got transferred. I am at the hotel to meet a client."
"Anybody I know? What kind of work are you doing?"
She pulls out a piece of paper. "Brad Wilkins. I don't know him. It will be our first meeting."
"Oh my god, he is my boss." I look at her, and revise my assessment of what she is wearing. Throughout high school, Donna was my BFF. She was always sexy and had a lot of boyfriends. I was OK looking and tagged along in her wake, occasionally picked up a discarded boyfriend. I whisper "My god, are you working as an escort? Does Tom know?"
"We ran into financial trouble. This seemed like a solution. I managed to convince Tom that it was his idea. I thought it would be a short-term solution. Then I found that I really like it. More sex than I had since I got married. Not hurt by the fact that the money is really good. I do some work with a national agency. Brad is apparently a regular. It makes the work safer. We pay part of our fee to the agency but have assurance that the client has been screened and is likely to be safe to work for."
"Have you had bad dates?"
"A couple. Tom had to go and deal with one who stole my fees."
"I guess we have a lot of catching up to do, twenty some years I guess." Just then I spot Brad coming out of the elevator. "Brad! Brad! Over here."
"Look, he thinks my name is Serina. We can talk in the morning. He has hired me for tonight."
Brad arrives. "Brad, this is my high school friend Serina. Seems she is your meeting."
Brad's face drops. "Look, this isn't what you think it is."
"Oh Brad, I am pretty sure it is exactly what I think it is, after all, I know Serena."
"Look, can you keep this to yourself, I wouldn't want anyone in the office to find out that I seek out company while I am on the road."
"Absolutely. However, I was sitting here thinking how can I get laid. Would you be interested in making it a threesome?"
Donna smiled.
"No, no way. I will not have a relationship with someone who works for me."
"OK, how about with Angel, an associate of D' ah Serena's?" Almost blew Donna's cover.
Brad paused and looked at me in a bit more detail. "Why don't we three go and have dinner. We can talk in a bit more detail about Angel. That's if it is OK with you Serina?"
"Well, we have shared guys before, so I am game."
Brad looked at me, and then Serina. "You have?"
"Yeah, we were wild at high school."
Donna commented wistfully. "Yeah, those were some wild parties, weren't they."
Brad took Donna's hand, "OK, let's get a cab."
At the restaurant they were able to seat an extra person, so that at least worked out. Brad looks at me. "OK, first Angel and Ruby are two different people. I don't want to see Angel showing up at the office, or anywhere else."
"Understood. That works for me as well. I don't want anyone at the office thinking that Ruby has been screwing her way to the top. I particularly don't want any of them calling for Angel to provide services, or dropping an accidental comment when my mother drops by with the kids."
"What are you charging, Angel?"
"Same as Serena."
"I don't have enough cash for that."
"Understood, however I think your credit is good with me. It seems that Angel knows where you work."
"It won't come to that; I will get the cash tomorrow, or maybe this evening if we see a cash machine." He sat back and looked at the pair of us. "I have thought about hiring a pair for a threesome. It looks like today is the day." He grinned. "If this works out, I might be interested in extending the time till the end of day on Sunday. Assuming that works for you Serena."
"I am available till noon on Sunday, I have another client Sunday afternoon. I assume you would be looking for the weekend rate from my web site?"
"Yes, if that is acceptable."
"Of course."
Brad paused. Then he looked at me. "Angel, have you been tested recently?"
"After my husband left me, I was tested. It seems he had been having a long-term affair before deciding to file for divorce. I figured I should be tested. It was a while ago, but I have not been with anyone since. In fact, this will be the first since my husband served the divorce papers."
"Are you on birth control? Are you comfortable without a condom?"
"I am, what about Serena?"
"I have not seen Brad's latest test results. If he is clean, I am happy. Of course I am on birth control, an IUD."
"Me too."
"My test results are in my room. I am clean."
The dinner was good. Definitely a level above what I would have chosen if I was paying.
