Some of this will be a bit confusing without having read part one, but the erotic activities pretty much can stand on their own. If you are upset about wives engaging in sexual activities with men not their husbands, please stop reading. Also, unprotected sex with unknown partners is just plain stupid. This is pure fantasy.
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Bill sat back down after reviewing all the latest developments over at 35th, the company's newest datacenter. He hoped his accounting was complete. His report glossed over pretty much any personal involvement rather stressing how so many of his co-workers and employees stepped up. He even extolled Cal's and Eric's involvement with procurement, getting great pricing and expedited shipping. His left brain was in full control of the entire presentation which was fortuitous since whenever his right brain was tapped into, he felt the resurgence of pain on being reminded how his wife had lied to him and betrayed him.
"I'm impressed," Ed Ripkin stood up and looked around the room, "We're impressed. Frankly, we had doubts anyone could pull this off by the end of the year, but here it is October and, well, we were wrong. You've been putting in very long hours." He looked down at his pad of paper before looking up at the young man, "Averaging 71 hours per week. Initially I thought a nice bonus check would be the perfect reward, but Henry over there was thinking of more. So, if you accept, we'd like to make you Vice President of IT Operations. James is heading over to that telecom company we all love, so there's an opening. Of course, there will be quite a bit more in your paycheck, a better office." He grinned, obviously having a sudden thought, "In fact, we freed up the corner office next to Cal's, so you two can work more closely together." He looked at Bill, "So, can I give the go ahead to have facilities put your name on the door?"
Bill stood up, feeling a thousand feelings and thoughts rushing through him, "Um, yes. I'm sorry, I was definitely not prepared for this. I expected a handshake and perhaps another impossible project, but yes. I'd love to take on this new role." He shook Ed's hand seeing Cal's blue eyes.
"My son actually was the one who initially recommended you. I should give him a bonus, but hell, you did the work." He reached inside his pocket and pulled out an envelope. "Here, take your wife to the Caribbean or Bali. Hell, get away for two weeks on us and enjoy yourselves. I'm thinking after all the hours you've out in, you may need to get to know each other again."
Bill looked at the check and grinned, "Thank you so much. This honestly is unexpected. I was just a part of great effort by everyone involved, but..." He stopped and handed it back, "Look, I'm grateful, but can you please distribute this among the team? It truly was their work and long hours that made this happen. My role was more of being an irritating nag." He thought a second, "In fact there were 12 key members that come to mind. Please give $2,000 to each of them and I'll be thrilled with the remaining $1,000."
Ed stepped back and put up his hands, "You can't be serious, though I see you are." He looked around the room, "Ok, give me all their names and I'll make sure every one gets $2,000, but only if you decide to cash this entire check and head to the beach." Ed pressed the button on the intercom, "Aurora, can you tell the guys to move Bill Lincroft's stuff into his new office? Thanks." He looked at Bill, "I guess I don't have to repeat the maxim I tell all my managers, 'The employees always come first.' Really good to know. By the way, I need to take you down and introduce you to your executive assistant. She's incredible."
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Bill headed down the hall tying to make sense of everything. He just got Cal and Eric bonuses even though they'd been fucking his wife. He'd been planning on confronting them at the penthouse, confronting his wife, but then how would he explain letting it happen in the first place, acting last month as if Linda were a total stranger. He looked at the CEO, Cal's father, and decided he'd now have to play along, or he'd be blowing the opportunity of a lifetime. He wondered if 33 were the youngest VP ever here. Linda pointed out she was the youngest to make top sales rep at her company at 29. He felt a sharp pain in his stomach wondering how much her apparent willingness played into her attaining that, then he had a sudden image of his wife, naked on a desk closing a sale. He pushed his thoughts back and turned on his left brain hearing Mr. Ripkin introducing him to his EA.
"I'm really pleased to meet you Aurora. You'll have to bear with me at first, perhaps help me with my new position." He looked at the pretty redhead smiling at him. Very pretty. Perfectly dressed for business, but he could envision she'd had her share of propositions here at work. Had he not been hap...he almost thought happily married, but had a quick mental check...he'd be tempted.
"Mr. Lincroft, all your things are being brought over now, so you'll be set up in your new office in no time." She looked down at her laptop, "Don't forget you have a meeting with Steve in 30 minutes and later I see you're meeting Carl Ripkin over at the penthouse at 6." She looked quizzically at Mr. Ripkin, but didn't ask.
Ed slapped Bill on the shoulder, "I've never been to one of Cal's get-togethers, but it's a good sign that he invited you. You'll have to tell me what goes on there, poker? Watching sports? Girls? I know the liquor bill pretty well, so I'd suggest calling an Uber to get back tonight." As Ed turned to head back to his office, "Oh, remind Cal we got that for entertaining clients, so perhaps this time he'll have invited someone outside of the company."
"Actually, he's meeting with the sales rep for Nuxaware. I heard Cal's ordering licenses for all the servers in the other data centers." Aurora turned to Bill, "Come to think of it, it's a good thing you're invited over. Now that you're VP of IT, perhaps you'd like to have input."
Bill had a sudden feeling of panic, he couldn't be involved in the purchase as that would definitely be a conflict of interest. He didn't want to appear weak or wishy-washy by declining. He thought a second, "Sure, however no way am I stepping on toes that have already gone down this path. I'm happy with the software over on 35th, so whatever was decided is fine. I'm sure I'll have a ton of catching up to do as it is."
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"Mr. Lindcroft, you might want to head over to the penthouse." Aurora stood in the doorway.
"Bill, please. Sure. I just need a couple of things finished up." He responded, "Head home. You are not going to be one of those EAs who never leaves before the boss, are you?"
"I am one of those, but if you tell me I'm no longer needed, I'll head home, but I really enjoy my job and if I can be useful..."
"Got it, let's see how fast I get up to speed, but I require just one thing from you. Total honesty. If you see me making a dumb decision or if I'm overlooking something, I need you to tell me. Actually, that is what you need to say, 'Bill, that's just dumb, Ok?" He looked at the girl to ensure she understood, "Also, if we're working late and you have to get home or if you have a date, or whatever. Tell me." He looked around, "What we do is important, but your personal life comes first. I really mean that."
"Thanks, um Bill. Ok, I'll say it." She looked up momentarily, "I see the ring. It's your call, but Cal's meetings at the penthouse are not really a place a married man might want to go." She paused, "Actually, the word I would have used is stupid. Going over there is a really stupid idea." She blushed and looked down.
"Thank you. Close the door and have a seat. I'm gathering you're not repeating gossip and have first-hand knowledge." Bill said.
"Yes sir, I mean Bill." She blushed harder, "Cal and Eric Walters, not sure you know him, anyhow, they offered to show me and a couple of the other EAs the penthouse. It seemed totally legit since we've often had to book meetings in the evenings there for our bosses. I didn't see anything actually happen because I left early, but Susan and Cheryl both apparently spent the night with Cal and Eric. They didn't attempt to coerce me or anything, but they sure kept filling our drinks and discussing how much fun they have there. It is an impressive place, but I'm not sure they use it for actual business much." She looked up at Bill, "Look, I'm not saying this is how it always is, but you know how you recognize a routine? A planned out set of seduction steps...that was what I saw and felt there. Susan called in sick the next day but Cheryl looked like she got no sleep. I hope I'm wrong because Susan's husband is a great guy."
"Thank you. I suspected as much. Apparently, there's a sales rep coming over, a female sales rep. I'll probably leave early. I'm not into that sort of thing. I appreciate you telling me this. Oh, Cheryl and Susan. They're ok, aren't they? I mean, they weren't forced or anything?"
"No, absolutely not. Both told me it was the hottest night they'd ever had. In fact, Susan told me she dropped hints, but she's never been invited back. I guess once they've 'been there, done that' they move on. I've been there, but not having been done, they've hinted I'd be welcome back." She finished off softly looking at the floor.
"Must be great to be young, single and have money. I was going to ask you along, you know to take notes..." Bill grinned at the girl, "Kidding. Go home. Do something fun."
"I would have come with you had you asked, but I will head home. My boyfriend has been talking about the new Mexican place over on Spring Street. See you Monday."
Bill watched Aurora open the door and head out. He played out how he was going to deal with Linda. It's hard to blame Cal and Eric. They'd be fools to pass up a chance to fuck a woman as beautiful as Linda, but Linda...how long? How many men? How could she unabashedly lie right to his face? He idly wondered how they're going to split the possessions. The husband loses every time, but how can he stay married? He shuddered feeling a sharp pain in his stomach imagining those perfect lips wrapped around another man's cock, someone else enjoying that tight pussy. He looked at his watch. 6:03. 'Oh well, fashionably late. Time to get it over with.'
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