Although it had been several days since Linda asked me to visit her husband's office to pick up her present, I was unable to shake off the exhilarating feeling of being taken by this power couple. There was something so naughty about having a married couple each control me in their preferred fashion. Doug was rough, almost desperate in his desire, while Linda was softer, more sensual but just as controlling in her need to play with me. I've thought of that encounter often over the past few days and was thinking about it now as I got ready for work.
Today was Linda's birthday so the staff was planning a lunch in the main conference room to celebrate the woman who ultimately decides how we all get paid. While I always try to look nice at work, especially now that Linda introduced a dress code for me, I wanted to look particularly hot today. I often wear a skirt and blouse with heels, professional with a tinge of sexiness, but today I wanted something different so I filtered through my dresses. Do I have something that would look sexy but not over the top? It is work after all!
I first tried on a red dress that reached just above the knees with buttons up the front, but the fiery color seemed like too much for the office. I have always looked good in black since it matches with my long dark hair and contrasts nicely with my porcelain skin. And black has always been considered a professional look so I selected a dress that could pass for work or a night on the town, featuring shear, see through long sleeves and enough buttons to allow me to show some skin but also hide my dark nipples. Although I could mask the color, there was little I could do about how far my nipples protrude now that Linda no longer permits me to wear a bra.
As I entered the kitchen to make turmeric tea before heading to the office, my husband looked up.
"Wow! Look at you. Special occasion at work today?" he asked.
"Not really. It's Linda's birthday and the girls in the office all decided to use the occasion to dress up," I lied.
"Well, be careful. You might be showing up the boss!" he said as I kissed him on the cheek and made my way to the garage.
My husband has always been a sweetheart, very thoughtful and caring, but not particularly sexy nor sensual. As time passed, we fell into a relationship that seems more like roommates than spouses, reaching the point where sex was infrequent. I'm okay with that because after having experienced Linda and Doug, I'm not certain that I could go back to anything else.
"I should be home about the usual time, darling," I said and with that was out the door.
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By 11:30am, the conference room was buzzing with staffers organizing the food and drinks. In the middle of the table was a beautifully decorated cake with a Happy Birthday Linda spelled out in cursive. I offered to help but everything was already taken care of so I made small talk until the guest of honor arrived.
"Oh, wow! Look at this spread," Linda exclaimed as she entered the room. "Thank you so much, Maria, for arranging everything. It all looks so amazing!"
An hour later, as I was helping clean up the paper plates and plastic cups, I felt someone brush by me, trying to slip past the chairs and find the exit. It was Linda.
"Excuse me, Nari," she said, brushing her hand across my ass cheeks. "Oh, I love your dress. I don't think I've ever seen that before. Do you have a quick second? I need to run something by you. Follow me back to my office."
As I walked behind her, I couldn't help but stare at her lithe body - long legs that appear to go on forever, a thin waist that accentuates her sexy hips, and a large bust that seems to always strain against her tailored pant suits. Even with heels on, my Asian body seems tiny next to her 5'11" frame.
As we entered her office, Linda turned to me.
"Nari, we are having a company retreat this weekend at our lake house. Not everyone is invited so please keep it to yourself. I'd like you to attend. Spending time with some of the more senior members of the firm will be good for your career. Can you make it?" she asked.
"I'll have to check with my husband because I don't know if he's made any plans," I replied.
The disapproving look on her face was enough for me to change my response, backing off my initial reaction.
"I'm sure that it will be fine, boss. What time does it begin and end?" I asked.
"Well, we don't want to be too intrusive so we're going to start at noon on Saturday and wrap up after lunch on Sunday. We have plenty of bedrooms but you may have to share with another female colleague. I'm still working out the details," Linda stared.
"That all sounds great," I hesitated. "Thank you for including me. I'm sure it will be a great event."
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"What do you mean you have to work this weekend?" my husband asked over dinner.
"I'm sorry but the company scheduled a last minute retreat for several employees. My boss just told me about it and I can't say no. Plus it will be a great networking opportunity for me. And if I did say no, I might as well start looking for a new job," I responded.
"I get it but why you? No offense but aren't those retreats typically for senior management," he continued.
"Yes, typically, but Linda asked me to attend. She's been taking a greater interest in me lately so maybe this leads to a promotion down the road. Anyway, I'm sorry I ruined our weekend," I apologized.
"It's okay, sweetheart. It's obviously not your fault," he said walking around the kitchen table to my side. "We still have tonight before you go."
He placed his hands on my shoulders and began to massage them gently. It felt so good after a long week of work. I let out a deep sigh and closed my eyes concentrating only on his touch. After a few minutes of working on my shoulders, he let his hands wander down to my breasts as he leaned in to kiss my cheek. Apparently, tonight was one of those infrequent occasions.
"Let's make the most of tonight," he whispered.
I jumped when his hands reached my tits, not expecting him to go there. The thought of making love to him was not something I wanted to entertain. Not after what Doug and Linda did to me. They both woke me up and ruined me. Any contact with my husband felt more like a chore, an obligation, and I just wasn't in the mood. I pushed the kitchen chair back and stood up.
"Honey, I'm really stressed about this weekend and tired from the long week. Is it okay if we just watch a movie tonight and turn in early?" I asked.
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The drive to Linda's lake house was absolutely breathtaking, as the city landscape gave way to nature's wooded forests. I could see why they would want an escape like this, getting away from the hustle and bustle, all the traffic, to be able to relax and unwind. The lake was visible as the asphalt turned to dirt and I checked the numbers on the large, sprawling homes in the area. Given the size of the lots and the massive structures built on top, it was clear that the residents were wealthy. I guess I should have expected nothing else. I spotted Linda's place and turned left into the driveway. I must have been early because I didn't see any other cars in the area. I checked my watch - 12:15pm. I was right on time. Although no one else was visible, I did see Doug working in the yard. He was wearing tight gym shorts, no shirt and work boots. Sweat ran off his chiseled chest and down his washboard stomach. How does he keep himself in such great shape? He must work out constantly. As I pulled up to the garage, he looked up, gave me a wide smile and walked towards the car, wiping the sweat off with a towel and pulling a tee shirt over his head.
"Nari, so great to see you again," he said, embracing me with a full body hug.
His taut muscles and musky smell of sweat was intoxicating. The thin fabric of my summer dress left very little material between me and his hard body and I could feel the pressure of his firm chest flattening my breasts as his arms wrapped completely around me. My body immediately responded to his touch, a stark contrast to what I felt the night before with my husband. I felt weak in the knees and suppressed a small gasp.
"Hi, Doug. So good to see you, too," I responded. "Where are the others? Am I early?"
Doug ignored my questions, replying, "Linda is in the house. Let me show you the way. Here, let me get that. After you..." he said, reaching for my overnight bag and pointing the way.
The outside door led to a great room that overlooked the lake. It was, to put it mildly, astonishing, with high wooden beams leading to a completely glass facade with remarkable views of the water. Since the house faced west, I could only imagine how beautiful the sunsets must be. Linda was sitting on an L-shaped couch reading a book when I entered.
"Babe, look who I ran into outside," Doug said.
"Nari!"Linda exclaimed excitedly. "So happy you could join us. We've been waiting for you."
"Hi, ah, boss," I replied. "Where is everybody? I thought the retreat started at noon?"
"You are not going to believe this, but the others had to cancel so it's just the three of us until tomorrow," Linda coyly responded. "I'm sure we'll make great use of our time here though. Let me show you to your room so you can freshen up."
Linda grabbed my hand and led me down a dark hallway to the third door on the right. The door opened to a large bedroom with a canopy bed and a private bathroom.
"Here you go. I hope the accommodations suit you. Why don't you get ready to go down to the dock with us," Linda instructed.
She picked up my small overnight suitcase and began heading to the door.
"Ah, m'am, I'll need my suitcase to change into something," I said.
Linda set the bag down and walked over to me.
"You won't need this until tomorrow. From now until the time you leave, you won't be wearing anything but sandals or heels. You'll be expected to show off that sexy little body for us. I did, however, leave you with a cover up to walk down to the lake," she said. "Come out when you're ready, but don't take too long. I'm dying for a swim."
