A cockroach called "Nick."
My wife and her friends have a cockroach in the office.
The usual disclaimers, I do not write cuck stories, I do not write about Hotwives. Generally speaking I write intervention stories.
I generally do not write stories that involve wives being burned at the stake. If you want to read about those types of characters its time to move on to other stories.
Once again I write stories for the one or two people who like my stories, I also write stories I like to read about, otherwise why write a story I dislike?
I looked at my wife coming down the stairs. She looked beautiful, as always. She was wearing an elegant black evening dress and it fitted her 45 year slim body perfectly. The dress was low cut, but not so much her breasts would fall out.
Well, not unless she jumps up and down and leans forward a lot. The hem of the dress was just above her knees. Her legs are slim and toned. She works out two or three times a week at the local gym and I go with her as much as I can. She even looks beautiful wearing leggings and a t-shirt or shorts and a crop top.
My wife's long black hair cascades over her neck and shoulders and bounces as she moves down the stairs. Luisa, is short, 5ft. 5in. But, with high heels she obviously appears taller. Not my height of 6ft. 1in. But still she enjoys the illusion of being taller.
As she reached the bottom step I took her hand and kissed it. "My love, you are gorgeous, honestly Luisa, you are truly beautiful. I am the luckiest man alive to be your husband." I said in admiration.
We have been married 20 years. We have two children, well young adults now, Martin and Lisa. Martin, is 16 years old and takes after me. He is tall slim and athletic.
Lisa, is 18, and takes after her mother, short, slim and athletic. Martin and Lisa are into football, they both play for local teams. Martin is a striker, Lisa a defender.
They are currently out with friends. At least that's what they told Luisa and I. They know what is going on tonight, and they did express an interest in being there, but Martin is far more into being with his friends while Lisa is happy being at home.
A few months ago, we had a family meeting when my wife came home and told me and our children about her new boss, Nick, and how it will affect us in the future when or if Luisa quits her job if nothing is done about Nick.
Luisa was ready and willing to just quit her job, but Lisa, Martin and myself talked her out of it, especially when Lisa's boyfriend, Jason Marconi, told her Nick has been trying to be with and seduce his mother, Carla Marconi, but he and his brothers and father George Marconi, intervened. They chased off Nick, but his family have heard that he won't let it go.
Since that evening, as a family, we have been in contact with my wife's HR department and the company owners, and we have planned something for the arsehole. All this planning ends tonight.
Luisa looked at me in my black shirt, my black jeans and my black tie and black jacket. Its as close I get to wearing a suit. I hate wearing suits. I only wear suits at weddings and funerals, and I have been to many funerals in my life.
"Gary, you look very handsome, and if I may say so, the typical tall dark stranger many romance writers talk about, and yes, I am lucky to be with you too my love. Now, let's get this over with. Everyone knows what should happen, so, just be your normal charming self."
She said smiling and kissing my cheek so her lipstick didn't smudge. I bowed my head in appreciation of her compliments.
"Everything will be fine. Everyone and everything is in place, and don't worry, I will be with you. He will not know what hit him." I smiled reassuringly.
"Gary, I know what you are capable of, I know your history Please, just try to control yourself, I know it will be hard to do, but please try." She earnestly.
"My love, don't worry I have dealt with people like him many times in the past. I will control myself, I promise." I said and hugged my wife.
We turned out the lights, closed the door and got into my car, A jet black Mazda 3. It is a comfortable car, definitely a "grown up" car.
It is fast, and it does turn heads. It is not flashy like a Mercedes or a BMW. My nature is not flashy. Luisa, myself and the children live modestly in a 5 bedroom house in a leafy suburb of Oxfordshire.
I currently work as a Manager of a warehouse while Luisa, works as a PA for a Director of a medical company. He is young and ambitious and he is also an arsehole.
Why is he an arsehole? Because, for the past 6 weeks, he has bombarded my wife with gifts and flowers. He has repeatedly asked my wife out on dates, and has even tried to intrude on her lunch and coffee breaks.
Fortunately, Luisa has many friends in the company. HR has got involved and tonight is the night to put an end to his infatuation with my wife.
Just so you know, Luisa told me about him trying to seduce her the very first day he bought her some flowers.
She had to physically stop me from driving to his house and beating the shit out of him. Don't get me wrong, I still want to beat the shit out of him, but I have agreed to let Luisa and her friend Clare in HR deal with him, yes do things legally.
Luisa has no interest in him. Then again, she has no interest in any other man. Our marriage is based on love, lots of sex, fun, trust and faithfulness. We both believe in being honest and faithful to each other.
If Luisa is asked to go out somewhere, we go as couple. We never go on separate holidays, and we do not go out with friends unless we are both asked.
Luisa does not go out on "GNO." I do not go out on "MNO" and yes, all our friends know this, so, there is no misunderstanding between any of our friends.
We have sex two or three times a week. The frequency is not that important to us, but, the intensity and the way we make love to each other is important.
Luisa is a passionate lover while I am more controlled, but I Luisa often brings out my passionate side. We both please each other physically and mentally. Luisa is always willing try something new.
We enjoy role-playing and Luisa enjoys mild BDSM. It is always tightly controlled and at anytime she can tell me to stop. I will never harm her and she knows that.
She trusts me enough to blind fold her, leave her naked on a bed and use toys on her. She, in turn, is happy to use any toys she likes on herself. I know that this probably makes me sound like a cave man, and very controlling, but I do not get tied up and no "toys" are used on me.
I give my wife pleasure while I don't expect it back, except in the traditional way, we don't use toys very often, just on special occasions.
Two nights ago, after once again being bombarded with compliments and gifts, Luisa came home, grabbed me, dragged me upstairs, ripped my clothes off, then let me rip her work clothes off.
Then, she grabbed me, pushed me on to the bed and sucked my cock until it was rock hard and then she mounted my cock and basically fucked me. She came twice and I came once, but it was a massive load.
Afterwards, we hugged and kissed and softly made love. I was in charge this time, I pleasured her and she soon forgot about Nick the arsehole and his feeble attempts at seduction.
No, Luisa does not get hot thinking about Nick. No, she does not cum thinking about Nick. She ravages me because of pure frustration. No one in power will do anything until Nicks parents come back from thier holiday.
So, after speaking to George and Carla, we hatched a plan to once and for all get rid of the arsehole. If it was up to me, I would have buried him a long time ago, and I do mean that literally, but Luisa wisely said it would attract too much attention, besides I have retired now.
I don't do that sort of thing anymore. Well, only on special occasions, and only for friends, and strictly only to men who fuck up marriages by fucking married women.
I will never understand why men fuck married women. There must be hundreds, if not thousands, of single women wanting to be fucked, so, why not fuck them?
Anyway, you get the picture, we are truly a happily married couple and truly in love with each other. So that is the background to our life.
Luisa counters Nick the arsehole attempts to be with her during her lunch breaks by messaging me, then driving home and we get together and we have lunch, and as I work close to where Luisa works we often meet up outside in the car park and go out to lunch.
Many times we have seen him carrying two coffee cups, obviously one for him and one for my wife. Luisa has assured me, and the HR manager, Clare, has spoken to me, and has also assured me that Nick has not actually said or done anything inappropriate in the workplace, at least not yet.
Yes, I know presents and flowers are not actually classed as harassment. He could, however, be charged with stalking, but that's a long shot. He is very careful to not say anything in front of anyone, but he is getting frustrated.
The HR manager, Clare, has insisted all office doors are left open, and when she can she has made sure someone is near my wife, so Luisa is never "alone" with Nick.
This, of course, is pissing Nick off, he keeps trying to be alone with my wife, but, so far, he is being frustrated, which is making him even more determined to fuck my wife.
Why haven't HR sacked him or warned him of his conduct? Well, he is the son of the owner, who is currently on a cruise with his wife.
Richard Jones and Martha Jones jointly run the medical company. They are away on holiday for 6 weeks. They left the arsehole in charge and, to them, he is a capable Director.
