Trevor woke to Sarah cursing.
"Shit, shit, shit!"
She was running around the room, putting on clothes, rushing.
"What's wrong?!" Trevor asked.
"I'm late!" She exclaimed, "My phone fell on the floor last night, and I didn't hear my alarm!"
She was really upset and worried. "Can I do anything to help?" Trevor said, sitting up.
"No, it should be ok. I texted Jill, so she knows I'm on my way." But her voice didn't sound so sure. Trevor remembered the conversation where Richard had warned her not to be late again.
She zipped up the back of her black pencil skirt and pulled on a floral shirt that came all the way up to her neck. Grabbing her bag, she said, "Bye honey," as she rushed to the front door.
Trevor got up and walked to his computer. He turned on the spy app for Sarah's phone and started the microphone. So far it was just the sounds of her driving in silence, but after a few minutes, less than it would have taken if she had driven the speed limit, the car door opened and shut. He heard her quickly walk into the bank and apologize to Jill.
"I'm so sorry, my phone fell down on the floor and I couldn't hear it this morning."
Jill replied, "I understand, it happens, but Richard told me to send you straight to him when you got here."
"Ok," was Sarah's only reply.
She sounded worried. Trevor felt bad, and wondered if this was partially his fault. They had fallen asleep after sex, and he couldn't remember how her phone ended up on the floor. He heard a door open and listened intently.
"Jill said you wanted to see me," Sarah's voice came through.
"Do you think you can figure out why?" Richard said sternly like he was chastising a teenager.
"I...I'm late...and I promised not to be." She said softly. The pain in her voice hurt for Trevor to hear.
"And what did we agree to?" Trevor pictured Richard sitting behind his desk, not even looking at Sarah, with how uncaring he seemed to be.
"I know but..." She started to say,
"But what?!" He said incredulously. Trevor pictured him now looking at Sarah with an eyebrow up, loving the feeling of power he had, "You can get your stuff and leave."
It was quiet for a second, then Sarah's voice shakily as if she might cry, "I can...you know..."
Richard sighed loudly, "Put your shirt down..." it sounded like he got out of his chair, then his voice came through louder, he must have walked closer to Sarah. "Lift your skirt."
Sarah sniffed; she must have been crying.
"Mmmm, that white thong looks spectacular on your brown skin," a slap sounded, "I've always wondered what that ass felt like. No leave the thong on, and pull that skirt back down."
His voice started to get further away. "How badly do you want to keep this job Sarah?" Trevor heard a chair creak, Richard sitting down, "To be honest I'm surprised you've gone as far as you have, and I'm assuming your husband doesn't know about this."
"No, he doesn't," She said.
"I assume that means you are hiding something from him, am I correct?" Richard sounded smug.
She didn't say anything, and his voice came again, "Your silence is answer enough, so what? Were you having an affair?"
Silence again,
"Can't even look me in the eye or answer?" Richard laughed, "So you've been whoring around, and you don't want your husband to find out, is that it?"
He clicked his tongue, "Hey, I get it. But it doesn't excuse what you've been doing here. I should have fired you the first time, but you made a compelling argument." He laughed, "I'm going to need more this time."
"Ok...what?" She said weakly.
"Well, I'm not willing to lose my job if someone walks in on us here or they happen to peek in. I actually take my employment seriously, so it would have to be somewhere else." he buzzed his lips, "Tonight at my house, I'll text you the address. That's the offer, or you can leave today."
It was quiet for what felt like an eternity, then Sarah said, "Fine." She must have walked out quickly because the door closed a second later.
*****
Trevor sat back in his chair. He couldn't believe what had happened. He was shaking, and couldn't calm down. Did Sarah really agree to this? She was so adamant about hiding her affair with Josh, that she would agree to meet her boss at his house for who knows what? If only she knew the truth, but realizing the length she would go to hide it galvanized Trevor's will. He was not coming clean today.
As he was thinking about this, his phone buzzed. A text from Sarah.
"Hey"
She always sent that first unless she needed something urgently.
"Jill and some of the girls want to go out tonight for a girls night, I was planning on going."
The lie was an easy one, but Trevor had no intention of fighting it.
"Yeah, no problem. Are you stopping by here before you go?"
A legitimate question.
"Yes"
She texted in short message bursts
"I'll grab a shower"
"Then change :P"
He replied, "Cool, I love you, but it will be nice to have a night to myself ;)"
"Lol" was all she sent back.
The day seemed to drag on after that. Trevor used the spy app to access Sarah's text messages to see if Richard had texted her, and found one with his address and then "Wear something low cut, and skinny jeans or something. I know you have sexy underwear too so don't disappoint me. Nothing fancy, I like a woman in jeans ;)"
Finally, Sarah came home. She walked into the bedroom as usual. Pulling off her clothes.
"How was work?" Trevor said, watching his wife get completely naked. An erection beginning in his pants as he thought about what was going to happen.
"Not too bad, besides being late." She stopped by the full body mirror, inspecting her petite body for a second. Trevor noted that her pubic hair had grown in a little.
"Do you need to charge your phone? Since you didn't last night?" He said to her before she went into the bathroom.
"No, I had a charger at work." She said, stepping into the hallway.
The shower started and Sarah stepped in. Trevor sat at his desk doing some extra work, until Sarah came back in naked with a towel around her head. He noted the freshly shaven pussy.
"Shaved special for someone?" He said jokingly,
Sarah froze for a second then continued when she heard him chuckle, "Yes, I did actually," She smiled.
"Oh, what's his name?" he quipped back.
"I can't tell you, his wife would be upset," She said back to him, with a grin.
Trevor knew that Richard was married, so he wondered how that was going to work out. He continued the joke.
"Well tell him no touching, just looking, I'm jealous, but not stingy." He winked at her and stood up, walking over to her
He looked in the underwear drawer and grabbed a pair of panties that he really liked. They were cotton front and sheer back. Not a thong, but he liked them. "You should wear these." He said.
She laughed, "You choosing my panties? I was going to wear skinny jeans so maybe pick me a thong?"
He put them away and grabbed a silky yellow thong. It came down in a V at the back with a pink string making a T inside the V. He handed them to her.
"These will work," She winked pulling them on, "Now a bra."
"Do you need one?" He laughed.
She shrugged, "How exposed do you want me to be?"
"I want any male to have to double take." He said folding his arms.