My Dear Readers,
Disclaimer:
What I write is fiction/fantasy/fairy tales for adults. None of my characters are real, no one was injured during the production of my stories and just like on T.V., they all get up when the scene is over, have a beer, remove the makeup and go home, ready to return in the next chapter, all the boo boos healed.
Some spelling and grammatical errors are mine however some are intentional. Which is witch I leave as an exercise for those anal enough to care.
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Enjoy.
Dom Woolf
It was Friday night again; a week ago Friday, Carol had snuck into her husbands place of business for a little after hours surprise loving, only it was her and David that got the surprise when they got caught fucking in his tiny office by his boss Ms. Reynolds. Carol had thought that David would get fired for sure; Ms. Reynolds had other ideas.
She had punished Carol, whipping her ass raw with a belt and fucked her husband before making Carol lick clean the cunt her husband just came in. She had promoted David and had ordered him and Carol come back to the David's new office this Friday night. Carol didn't know for sure what to expect but she was sure getting fucked again by Ms. Reynolds would be a part of it.
Carol had been a nervous wreck all week and David had been going in early and staying late every day this week so she hadn't even had a chance to talk to him about it.
Ms. Reynolds had ordered her to wear the same outfit as last week which had consisted of a trench coat, stocking and garters and some makeup and perfume.
David had only made one comment to her this morning as he was leaving for work. "Ms. Reynolds asked that you be shaven clean this time. Sorry honey, I got to go."
Carol kept herself trimmed but had never shaved herself bald before. She spent a long while in the bath that afternoon before getting up the nerve to do the job. In her mind once she was shaved, she was consenting to do whatever her new mistress wanted and Carol guessed that she was.
She took a cab downtown just as the sun was setting and pulled up in front of the tall office building in full dark. This area of downtown was practically deserted after 6pm and Carol hurried across to the lobby doors. This time she would take the elevator as David's new office was on twenty seven.
Carol spent the time in the elevator checking her makeup and hair before putting a smile on her face as the lift came to a stop. Truth be told she was starting to get a bit wet in anticipation of the evening. Carol had never cheated on her husband before last Friday and believed he hadn't either, but if they were trapped and destined to be playthings for his boss, she couldn't say she actually minded. Last Friday had been intense and extremely enjoyable.
The doors opened and Carol could see the empty reception area with the big doors at one end leading into the swank executive offices. She wondered if she should just drop the coat in reception, after all she had already shown Ms. Reynolds everything she had last week. Carol decided to keep it on and let her new boss take the lead.
Carol opened the doors and slipped inside. The open area between offices was huge, much larger than she had anticipated and she could see David's name embossed on the door of the second to the last office. She walked down the long open space, glancing into each of the offices as she went. Each was a little bigger than the last and the furnishings were expensive woods and leathers with low lighting from individual lamps, not overhead fluorescents.
She had just reached David's door when one of the two big doors at the far end opened and David looked out.
"Carol, thank god. I was beginning to worry. Quickly now, their waiting."
She hurried to David's side and slipped through the door before her mind caught up with David's statement. (Their waiting?) She stopped and looked around just as David closed the door and took her by the arm. This office was as large as all the rest and the reception area combined. It had a conference table, a sitting area with couches and chairs, a bar, a secretary's desk, and a huge mahogany desk right in front of the floor to ceiling windows that made up the entire end of the room.
Carol could look out over the entire city and the bay beyond. It was a couple of moments before she even noticed the people standing near the desk. Ms. Reynolds she recognized of course, but the older man standing behind the desk and the flat out gorgeous young woman seated on the edge of the desk she didn't know at all.
Carol was suddenly very self conscious, and very afraid she had misunderstood what this evening was all about. She clutched the coat tighter around her.
"There she is, didn't I tell you David's little wife was just adorable." Ms. Reynolds waved her forward. Gregory, this is Carol. Carol, this is Gregory Manheim our boss and owner of the company. And this beautiful young woman is his executive assistant Helen.
Gregory Manheim stood at the introduction and extended his hand to Carol. He was a tall man, slightly graying at the temples with jet black hair worn just a bit longish. Carol could see he was a trim and athletic mid fifties with just the beginnings of a belly sag ruining the shape of his very expensive Armani suit.
His large hand enfolded hers and the large gold and diamond ring flashed as he lifted her hand to his lips. Helen just smiled and nodded at Carol without ever moving from her perch on the edge of the desk.
"David! Where are your manners? Remove the ladies coat." Gregory sat back down and smiled.
David jumped as if whipped from behind.
"I'm fine thank you." Carol stammered.
"Nonsense!" Ms Reynolds was suddenly in front of her. "You mustn't hide from us my dear. It wouldn't be polite after all the trouble we have gone through to arrange this little get together." Carol stared into the cold green eyes of the dark haired woman, her resistance melting away as the buttons of the trench coat were opened one by one.
