G'day,
It's been a while since I posted a full story. This is the first of a couple that will be appearing in the next few months. Just letting you know in advance this is a cuckold story. If that doesn't float your boat then it would be best to give this one a miss. By all means click to the end to give it one star if you must.
Catch you later.
CharlieB4
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Unhealthy Obsession.
"For fuck sake Tim, I'm being passed over again?" Steve slammed his hand on his superior's desk to emphasise his frustration. "The intern I mentored two years ago is earning 10k more than me and he's got a bigger office. I've been here for seven years and I'm still the shitkicker showing the new boys the ropes."
Tim held up his hands and smiled hoping to calm Steve down.
"Steve, no one knows how valuable you are to the bank more than me. That's why I wrote such a glowing recommendation to accompany your application." The lie came easily to Tim. Steve was very good at his current job but he was never going to get above the second floor. "Management just think your people skills are best utilised here."
Steve grunted and scowled. Tim realised his charm offensive wasn't going to fly like it had last year. There was room in the department budget for a pay raise but he was hoping he would be able to add that to his quarterly bonus. However he couldn't afford to have Steve leave with the new intake of interns only three days away.
"I'll tell you what Steve, it's going to blow out our budget a bit but how about we put another 10k on your package? And I'll keep lobbying on your behalf for that promotion."
Tim watched closely and though Steve tried to play it cool he could tell he had him.
"That would be after tax?" Steve asked trying to not sound hopeful.
"Of course Steve, of course. So do we have a deal?" Tim held out his hand across the desk.
"Yeah, sure. Thanks Tim." They shook hands then sat back in their chairs. "So who have I got this year?"
Tim looked at the computer screen to his left while moving a mouse around. Then he sifted through a stack of files on his desk till he found the one he was looking for.
"Here you go. Dwayne Stevens. Graduated top of his class. Scores were off the charts compared to any graduate from that school before."
"Which one? Yale? Harvard?" Steve enquired as he reached across to get the file Tim was holding.
"Bronx Community College. Recruiters thought he was an outstanding candidate and you Steve are just the guy to whip him into shape." Tim said with a smile.
Steve opened the file and looked at the photo. Tim took some satisfaction from the momentary panic he detected.
"Alright Steve, if that's all I'll get back to work." Tim dismissed Steve swivelling in his chair so he was facing his computer.
Once Steve was gone Tim snickered to himself as he moved the name Mr Howard J Riley, first in his class Harvard Business School away from Steve's work file and replaced it with Dwayne Stevens. Fucking affirmative action he thought. What were the recruiters thinking. Luckily it was going to work out just fine now. The guy would flame out inside two weeks, black mark against Steve and the 10k goes back into his holiday fund.
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Chloe was putting a salad together for dinner when she heard the front door to the apartment open then slam shut. Oh dear, she thought, sounds like the pay rise talk didn't go well. Forgetting dinner for a moment she opened the refrigerator door and took out a light beer. The champagne was going to have to wait. After flipping off the lid Chloe walked through to the living area. Steve was slumped in his favourite chair holding his briefcase in his lap.
"I take it the raise you hoped for didn't eventuate?" She asked being careful not to sound to bright and cheery as she passed Steve the opened beer.
"Actually it did. Extra 10k." Steve replied in a flat monotone.
"Wow, that's wonderful." Chloe lent down and gave her husband a hug and a kiss on the cheek. "So why the long face?"
"This." Steve opened his case before handing her the folder. "It's my new intern. Tim's fucking me over."
Chloe took the folder and opened it up. The face of black youth stared back at her. It wasn't a mugshot but it wasn't far off it. Sliding the photo to one side she looked at the academic summary underneath. All high distinctions, first in class, diploma of commerce and legal studies, Bronx Community College. Chloe sat on the arm of Steve's chair and put her arm around him.
"You shouldn't judge a book by its cover honey."
"Come on Chloe, this says he's qualified to run a chop shop rebirthing stolen cars, not work in a billion dollar merchant bank." Steve pointed at the folder Chloe still held.
"Steven Cummings! I'm very disappointed in you." Chloe hit back using her school teacher voice. "I have coloured students at the top of many of the subjects I teach."
"That's the third grade Chloe. This is a little more advanced."
"It doesn't matter. Not only are you putting this boy down but you are denigrating your own abilities. Dwayne here will be the first of the interns through his probation period just like your last three were."
"I wish I had your confidence." Steve said glumly.
"I'm just know how good you are." Chloe reaffirmed as she lent down and kissed the top of Steve's head. "Now turn that frown upside down and come and help me finish getting dinner ready. After we've eaten I've got a surprise for you."
With a sigh Steve got up and followed his wife into the kitchen. As always Chloe had a way of building him up again when the world seemed to be grinding him down. Over their meal Chloe continued dominating the conversation. Giving Steve a run down on her new class and some of the new teachers that had arrived at the school. Steve placed his cutlery on the plate drained his second beer.
"So where's my surprise?"
"What's the hurry?" Chloe mocked him with a smile.
"There's a documentary I want to watch that starts in fifteen minutes." Steve said while consulting his watch.
"Well I'll tell you what. You take this stuff into the kitchen and put them in the dishwasher and I'll go and get it."
Steve groaned in protest but gathered up the plates on the table and left. He put them on to wash and wiped down the kitchen before returning to the living area. Chloe was no where to be seen so he called out after he consulted his watch.
"Is it going to be much longer?"
"Almost ready. Sit in your favourite chair and close your eyes."
Steve did as he was told.
"Are your eyes closed?" Chloe asked from the other room.
"Yes," Steve confirmed some annoyance showing in his voice.
The heels of Chloe's shoes clicked on the floor as she walked into the room. Steve followed the sound which stopped when she was standing directly in front of him.
"Okay you can open them now."
"Holy shit!" Steve exclaimed as he took in the vision before him.
Chloe was dressed in just a bra, panties and stockings. A matching lacy set. Steve felt his cock growing hard in his pants as he ogled his near naked wife.
"I told you when I reached my goal weight I'd buy something sexy. Do you approve?"
Chloe did a slow pirouette, bending over slightly while she faced away to push her pert butt into Steve's face.
"One hundred fucking percent. You look amazing babe!" Steve gushed.
They'd been married six years previously after having met on the train to work. Chloe had been new to New York while Steve had just finished his internship and was embarking on his career in banking. They'd been seat buddies for a few weeks before Steve eventually asked her on a date. That night they fell head over heels for each other. A brief courtship led to a wedding in Chloe's mid western town six months later.
Chloe had always been self conscious about her weight. Not that she was obese, just generously proportioned. Steve always called her his cuddly bear. After four years of being married to a guy who could eat four meals a day and still maintain his beanpole appearance Chloe had had enough. She consulted a doctor, joined up to a gym and started a long term plan to get her weight under control. The changes had been incremental, frustratingly so from Chloe's point of view. However the advice from the doctor was it was the best way to ensure she didn't bounce straight back to where started.
Steve was stunned by the woman in front of him. He'd obviously noticed that Chloe was losing weight but because it was a gradual process the enormity of her achievement had been glossed over by the day to day routine of their domestic life. His wife had always been reluctant to let him see her naked. Sometimes she got changed in the spare room. Now Chloe was standing before him like a model from a Victoria Secret catalogue and it blew his mind. Seizing her around the waist he dragged her close enough that he could press his head into what had been a spongy midriff but was now trim, taut and tanned.
"Easy tiger," Chloe giggled, "haven't you got a documentary to watch?"
"Fuck that!" Steve mumbled.
He stood up and swept the laughing girl up in his arms. Carrying her to the bedroom Steve threw her on the bed, removed his clothes then jumped on beside her.
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All the supervisors were seated in the main conference room when Tim walked in followed by the ten interns for 2019. Six men, three white, one Asian, one Indian and Dwayne. Four women, three white and one Asian. All but one in very crisp new business wear. Dwayne's suit was newish but looked to have come from one of the cheaper discount chain stores. He was average height, trim but not muscle bound with very short hair. Their was a aura of confidence about him which was unusual for a newbie.
Tim made a short speech then paired the interns up with their supervisor. Each supervisor then took their charge on a quick tour of the building as well as showing them their work stations. Afterwards they gathered together again for a short drinks reception with the CEO. Dwayne made a great first impression on Steve. He was polite, respectful and interested. Over the next three months Steve came to realise that Chloe had been right as she usually was. Dwayne was one 'book' you couldn't judge from its cover. He was a quick study and seemed to have an intuitive business acumen that Steve was sure would put him well ahead of this year's candidates.
On top of this they had become firm friends. Something that didn't always happen between an intern and his mentor. Their different backgrounds and interests no barrier as a real bromance developed. Indeed Dwayne was popular throughout the building even among the other interns. Something that was very rare in the cut throat world where only three of the ten were expected to be offered full time employment.
