Sam wheeled his new Audi S8 into the underground parking garage and waved at the attendant who lifted the gate to the executive parking area for him. Not for the first time did he wonder at the precise handling of the car. It felt so solid and strong, but it still turned and handled so smoothly and easily that it made navigating even a parking garage fun.
The looks he received from car enthusiasts were cool, although he wondered if they would have been willing to pay the price he and Carrie had agreed to pay.
His phone chimed as he pulled into his reserved space and he glanced at it as he retrieved his briefcase from the passenger seat.
"Love you, husband!" was Carrie's text.
Sam smiled as he typed his response. "You too, wife!"
Carrie was texting again and he waited before exiting the car.
He laughed as he saw her emoji of a sexy wink.
"What a woman!" Sam chuckled happily to himself. He stowed his phone in a suit pocket, grabbed his briefcase and strode towards the private elevator from the floor level of the car park to the executive suites on the fourth floor.
The car chirped expensively at him as the automatic locking feature clicked on as the elevator doors closed. Start of a new day, new job, new ... double life.
Despite his anxiety about the first day at work after the promotion, things were curiously normal. Sam did stop in at Mr. Borges' office to report that at 7:30 Sunday morning, while Mr. Borges and Mr. Parsons had been enjoying a morning nookie with Carrie and Karen, Sam and Gary had been packing and getting ready for the flight home. When Sam arrived at his office, Mr. Borges was already deep into a conference call with Europe and he merely nodded at the news and returned his attention to the call.
Sam walked back to his new office feeling relieved, and slightly disappointed.
After that it was a standard business day of meetings with managers on projects, emails and spreadsheets reviewed, an hour wasted fixing a coding error in a project unrelated to his responsibilities because a manager asked him to try to get past some issue that no one else could break down, a sales meeting run by Mr. Borges that was all business and a call from Chairman Jones' secretary setting up lunch for tomorrow.
He even bumped into Mr. Parsons in the hall. They chatted about the Roberts Media product with no overtures or innuendo of any kind.
His mind did drift to Carrie at regular intervals, and he was waiting, hoping and dreading for a notification from his wife that she was to receive a guest. At about 1:00, during a meeting with several managers about an ongoing project, Sam's phone chimed and glanced at it to see that a text had come in from Carrie. His heart jumped into his throat and his cock twitched.
"All quiet on the home front!" Carrie texted, and he relaxed. Carrie immediately followed that with a frown face and Sam smiled.
"You little vixen," he texted and got a smiley face back.
Carrie took care of the children and the household chores expertly and easily as usual, and dropped them off at the Pine Street pre-school. Some of the other ladies were there but Carrie quickly made her excuses and headed home. Karen had already told her to expect the Chairman at some point during the day, and Carrie was excited, anxious and very, very nervous.
As soon as she got back home, she put her purse down and then collapsed in a kitchen chair. Her hands were shaking so she made herself a cup of tea before anything else. "I don't know how Sam is getting any work done, today," she thought to herself.
She thought back to her small town, conservative upbringing and how she could never have imagined herself in this situation. "But for Kim," Carrie acknowledged to herself, mentally going over the crazy sexual situations her High School friend had dragged her into.
"I wonder how Kim is doing," Carrie thought to herself, but then she snorted. "She's probably fucking her way up the corporate ladder and enjoying herself to the fullest ...", and she sat there, stunned. "Which is exactly what I'm doing!"
She recalled the crazy sex she had had with Kim in the shack with the baseball team, and thought about Sam and his horny, sexy scheme with John to set up a harem cruise for the College guys. She grinned as she recalled how many orgasms she had had during that trip.
Sam had seen her having sex with other men, and women. A couple of times - more than a couple, she recalled - Sam had joined in. "Is two guys at once a gangbang?" Carrie thought to herself. "Maybe I have been gangbanged already? I sure liked it."
Carrie felt herself becoming excited and she rubbed her thighs together. The Senior Executives were all good looking and aggressive. Last weekend had been absolutely wonderful. Mr. Borges was an exciting, exhausting lover. He had enthusiastically taken his pleasure and Carrie could not even recall how many times he and Mr. Parsons - and Karen - had made her cum.
Feeling a bit more secure, she finished her tea and headed to the master bathroom to draw a bath. "A little me time is in order," Carrie said to herself. She opened her lingerie drawer and laid several sets out on she and Sam's bed.
She still had the black and red bra and panty set that Kim had lent her all those years ago. "Oh wow," Carrie thought to herself as she travelled down memory lane. She shook her head, and put the lingerie back. She had thought, back in the day, that that underwear was the most elegant and sexy ever ... but then Karen had arrived with the Alphia Corp Black Card.
"Oh my God what a day that was," Carrie thought to herself as she removed her sweater and jeans. She had learned more about fashion in one afternoon than she had ever known existed. She looked through the lingerie drawer again.
"Ooohh, sexy," she murmured to herself as she extracted a lavender set of bra and panties.
She held the wisps of cloth up and modeled herself in the mirror. "Better than mortal man deserves!" she said out loud and giggled. That was a line that Kim had often used.
It was going to be fun to get dressed, with all these wonderful clothes! She moved to her closet and happily went through her fancy and expensive dresses that Karen had picked out for her. "This is going to drive Sam wild!"
Twenty minutes disappeared in her wonderful with her new clothes' closet when she suddenly recalled the bath. "Oh!" She hurried to her set of drawers. Rummaging around her shirt drawer she found her favorite toy.
"Yummy!" Carrie thought to herself as she hurried towards her bath, her mind already spinning with the sexy exciting times that might be in store for her today. "Too bad for Sam he doesn't get to play like this at work!"
For Sam, the rest of time day was busy but uneventful. Sam texted Carrie at 6:15 pm to apologize for working late.
"It's fine, honey. I understand. But please hurry home. The children want to see their daddy and Mr. Jones' office just called to confirm my date with the Chairman. He's picking me up at nine and I need to get ready."
The text jolted Sam back to their new reality. "Be right there," he immediately responded and he hurried to the elevator. And he followed that with an "I love you" text, just to make sure that Carrie understood she had his full support.
The ride back was not as relaxed and pleasant as the drive to work had been. His hands were clammy and he felt his heart racing. His mind was churning, his cock was hard and his level of anxiety was only matched by his guilty sense of illicit excitement.
After pulled his car into their garage he took a moment to compose himself. He grabbed his briefcase, took a deep breath, exited the car, and put a smile on his face as he walked into his kitchen.
"Daddy!" Jack squealed, sliding down from his chair and toddling over to his father. Sam knelt down and picked up his son. Emily came running from the hallway to her bedroom and Sam scooped her up too and kissed them both.
Carrie smiled at him as she started the dishwasher. Still carrying the squirming children, Sam walked to his wife and bent down to kiss her as well. "You look beautiful," he murmured to her. She gave him a dimpled smile and patted his cheek.
Carrie was dressed casually in a sweatshirt and jeans rolled up above her ankles, and she had open-toed clogs on her feet. Her makeup was perfect, though, and her long, blonde hair had been carefully put up in some kind of complicated and sexy manner. He noticed that her nails had been done. It was clear that she had been to the beauty salon today.
"Can we watch Peppa Pig, daddy? Please?" Emily cooed to her father still in his arms, distracting him from continuing to gaze at his wife.
"Pepper pig! Pepper pig!" Jack immediately shouted as he squirmed in his father's other arm.
Sam put the children down and gave his wife an inquisitive glance.
"Of course you can," Carrie said to the kids who hollered and squealed and zipped off to the den. Toddler Jack squawked when his older sister snatched the television remote from his chubby little hand but he settled immediately as soon as she snapped on the television. Soon the two children had blissfully achieved a lower state of consciousness as they stared at cartoon figures of animals bouncing across the television screen.
"It's a British children's television program," Carrie explained. "It's quite delightful, actually."
Sam could just make out the British accent from the low sound of the television. "Yeah, well, so long as the children are occupied," he said as he gathered his wife in his arms and gave her a real kiss.
Her lips were soft and sweet and her small, feminine frame fit perfectly in his arms, her wonderful breasts soft against his abdomen. There were issues to discuss and things to speak on, but right now, holding his wife in his arms, this was right.
"I went to the beauty parlor today," Carrie said eventually into Sam's chest.
"I can see that," Sam said. "You look absolutely stunning."
"I went to the parlor because the Chairman told me I should before our date," she said, also into Sam's chest. "His secretary made the appointment for me." Sam felt a surge of emotion but he tried to conceal it by continuing to hold his wife. He stroked her back, suddenly unsure of what to say.
"Mmmmm, I love when you hold me," Carrie murmured, steering the conversation temporarily back to safer waters. After a moment, she looked up at her husband. "Did you have a good day today?"
"Yes, I actually did. I had a very good day," Sam replied, trying to stay calm and centered, "I did not know really what to expect but I very much enjoyed the additional responsibilities and management requirements ...", he tailed off.
