Fallout 10: The Office Wife
This is the tenth installment of a new series called, "Fallout" that deals with the consequences of cheating. The current plan is that each entry in the series can be read as a separate story.
The following was inspired by MajorRewrite's 2015 story, "
Office Wife
," in which a woman who has been married for years engages in a relationship with her boss, who happens to be much younger than her. If you have not read that story yet, I suggest you do so. The characters in this story are different, and the outcome is different, but the main premise remains the same. Yes, there are consequences for their betrayal...
Many thanks to those who offered comments and constructive criticism on my previous stories. For those who want to say this or that would never happen, remember this is my universe, a place where nearly anything can, and often does, happen. At least on paper...
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Friday, 5:15 pm, office of Jack Wellstone, Murdock Holdings
Sylvia Brown stepped into the shower to cleanse herself after giving her anal virginity to her boss, Jack Wellstone. After pledging her love to the much younger man, she offered the last untouched part of her body to him, which he graciously accepted.
At first, she was nervous and a bit frightened. For starters, she was afraid that it might hurt, but to her amazement, it didn't -- at least not as much as she originally thought. Secondly, that was a part of her body she never offered to Denny, her husband of nearly 30 years. She always felt that anal sex was disgusting, and her husband never brought it up in all the years they had been married.
So why now, she asked herself. Why would she let Jack her that way when she would never entertain the idea with her husband? Perhaps, she reasoned to herself, that was just one way of compartmentalizing two of her most important relationships. That was something that only Jack would have.
But what about Denny? Was there any part of her that was exclusively his anymore? Until the last few months, all of her had been Denny's, and no one else's. She never even entertained the idea of cheating on her husband and she knew he only had eyes for her.
The company she worked for, Murdock Holdings, was a large investment firm with interests all over the country. By all outward appearances, it was really no different from any other company. But it was very unique in one way -- executives were not only allowed and encouraged, but required, to engage in a sexual relationship with a "personal assistant," or PA. The tradition was that the company only hired men to be executives.
It was an unwritten rule that was enforced by the higher-ups and it was a tradition that was started over 75 years ago. It was also a well-established unwritten rule that the subject was never to be mentioned outside the company by any of the employees -- ever. Those who did were quickly counseled and their employment terminated. Most of the women who worked as PAs were single, but a few were married and most of them had somehow managed to keep their "work" from their unsuspecting husbands. All of them were required to sign non-disclosure agreements.
While a number of the younger women in the company aspired to be an executive's PA, Sylvia never did. The reason was simple -- she loved her husband and had made a promise in front of God and everyone to "forsake all others" until death do them part. Raised in the church by strict parents, it was a promise she took seriously -- until Jack came along, that is.
About eight months ago, the company hired Jack from a competitor based in New York. At first, he was reluctant to go along with the notion of having what amounted to a personal company-provided sex toy -- especially after what had happened to him in New York when he carried on an affair with a married co-worker. But after meeting Sylvia, who had been temporarily assigned to him, he had a change of heart.
At first, she let him know in no uncertain terms that she was happily married and intended to stay that way.
"Just so you know, Jack," she said. "I'm only assigned to you until you choose the woman you want as your permanent PA. There are a lot of very attractive young women for you to choose from, and they would all jump at the chance to be yours."
"But I don't want any of them," he said. "I want you. You are the most beautiful woman I have ever met in my life, and you seem to be the consummate professional. It is you that I choose."
"But you will be expected to have sex with your PA, Jack," she said. "And like I said, I'm very happily married to a wonderful man. Besides, I'm 49 years old -- old enough to be your mother. And I have a daughter who just graduated from college."
"You certainly don't look your age, Sylvia," he said. "In fact, you look to be ten years younger, at least. I tell you what I'll do. I'll select you as my PA but I won't ask for sex from you. We'll keep it platonic. If nothing else, you'll get a significant raise in pay and I'm sure the bonuses will certainly come in handy." She knew he was right about that. The company paid out $50,000 bonuses to the PAs every six months for their "services," on top of a very nice regular salary.
"Okay, Jack," she said. "We can try it for a while and see how it works out." There were a lot of crestfallen faces when Jack made his announcement, and more than a few noses had gotten out of joint. Everyone wondered what Sylvia had that they didn't.
She told her husband that she had gotten a promotion, and even told him that she had been selected as an "executive assistant," but she never told him what the job was supposed to entail. After nearly 30 years, Denny felt he could trust his wife, so he celebrated the good news with her.
At first, Sylvia and Jack kept the relationship platonic. They got together in his office suite three times a week -- on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays from 4 -- 5:00 pm -- for what was called "PAs hours." While the other executives had sex with their PAs, Jack and Sylvia sat on the couch in his office and talked, mostly about her family and relationship with her husband.
"Tell me about your husband," he said one day as they sat.
"Denny -- that's his name, short for Dennis -- spent 20 years in the Marine Corps," she said. "He was an MP -- a military policeman -- and worked his way into criminal investigations. He served two tours in Iraq and one in Afghanistan. By the time he retired, he had established connections with the local police force and they brought him on as a detective. About a year ago or so, he was shot pretty bad taking down an armed robber. He spent months in rehab and was finally given a medical discharge with a pension."
"Oh my," Jack said. "What does he do now?"
"He does some part-time work now and then," she said. "He works as a process server and helps a friend of his who has his own private investigation firm. He says it's mostly dull and boring, but he doesn't have to run or chase criminals like he used to. Most of the time, he's at home though."
"Sounds like an interesting man," Jack said. "I'd like to meet him sometime."
"Why don't you come by for dinner sometime?" she asked. "Dennis loves to barbecue and I'm sure he'd like to meet you as well. In fact, our daughter, Alisha, is in town as well. Maybe you can meet her too."
"I'd like that," Jack said. After conferring with Denny, Sylvia invited Jack to dinner, and Dennis cooked up steaks on the grill as she made mashed potatoes, gravy and green beans. Alisha came by and they had a good time.
"That boss of yours seems like a pretty decent fella," Denny said after Jack left. "Not at all what I expected."
