Guy Fawkes Celebration

Please read the story series intro. This is pure fiction, unlike some of my other stories which have snippets of truth in them. This is part of the from the cheaters side series.

It is hard to find new scenarios on LW, so nothing new here. I just hope you enjoy the story.

The Bonfire Party

I was all aglow, my dreams were coming true. My husband Pete and I were at my company's annual Guy Fawkes celebration. Strange you may think, but my company made fireworks and other energetics. Explosives to normal people.

There was going to be a Bonfire and Fireworks later as usual.

It was usual practice to announce several promotions at celebrations, including mine. The company had quite a few events throughout the year. I had dressed especially nice for it in a dress Pete got me for our twentieth Wedding anniversary last year. I looked stunning in it. Back at home on our bed was my leather corset, and stockings I was going to wear for Pete tonight to show him my thanks for the support he has given me whilst I have been going for this promotion.

Pete escorted me in. He left me with a group of work colleagues' and went to fetch the drinks. My new boss, Wesley, came towards me. I held my hand out, he took it and pulled me in for a hug. I saw that raised a few eyebrows. A bit too familiar. He whispered in my ear. "You look good."

Pete got back just as Wesley let me go. They had met before at previous functions. They shook hands but there was an animosity between them this time, I could feel it.

We were called to the table as dinner was about to be served.

Pete took my arm, smiled at me and led me to our table. It was close to the front along with the other promotees.

Pete went for more drinks, and I sat there on my own thinking.

Time to ponder.

I had worked hard for my promotion that was going to be officially announced this evening. It had been unofficially announced when I got it. True I had done things I was not proud of to get it, but it would prove beneficial in the long run. I was in the legal compliance section and Brian, the deputy head, was retiring. Two of us from our section went for it, Wendy and myself, plus a couple from outside. They did not stand a chance. The Head of Compliance, Wesley, my new immediate superior, was retiring in four years and If I played my cards right, or at least did not screw up, that would be my job when he left. It was a natural progression.

The salary and pension were considerably better than the company average because we kept it safe. It was a great responsibility, and we were rewarded for it.

Wesley requested of me certain favours. Okay he wanted sex from me to secure the job, he told me that Wendy and I were neck and neck after the interviews, but we had different strengths, overall, he thought I was better suited and it would be down to his recommendation. I had a few words around and it seems that was the general consensus that Wendy and I were level pegging. I had a long hard think about it and decided the rewards were worth it, but there would have to be safeguards.

The day after Wesley proposed that I have sex with him to secure my promotion I had a chat with him and laid out my requests. Only once, no one must find out or we would lose our jobs. It was not against company policy, but if we were discovered it could leave us open to blackmail from both inside and outside the company. It is just sex, no affection and he wears a condom.

He agreed but was not keen on wearing a condom. His wife had passed away six months ago, and he had not had sex since and he wanted to feel it properly, but I was insistent.

We came to an agreement. He asked when he should book a room overnight. I told him I would not stay overnight, sleeping with him would show affection. But I was prepared to leave work at midday, but would have to be home by 11 o'clock, preferably 10. I was never later than that on a night out so Pete would get suspicious if I was. I also came up with a reason, it was a bit shabby, a short notice to get together for a girl who just announced her wedding.

We checked our diaries and came up with Wednesday the following week. He would make his recommendations to the board on Thursday. I would be told Friday and announced Saturday at the Annual Guy Fawkes party.

I told Pete late Monday after dinner that I was going out the following Wednesday with the girls as one had just been asked to marry by her boyfriend. Then we had an early night. It was guilty sex with what I planned to do, he would never know so it would not hurt him and he would benefit from it in the long run. I reminded him Tuesday I would be late next Wednesday. I had planned to keep him satisfied over the weekend too, not too much or he would think something was going on. I was planning to ask for a holiday cruise, that would explain the extra sex.

Once I had agreed to do it Wesley had asked me to wear a Corset, stockings and heels, his wife did that for him. I felt sorry for him so I agreed. He showed me a picture on his phone of his wife wearing his favourite corset. I had met her, she was good looking but stunning wearing that corset and heels. He asked me to wear that corset for him. I refused, I guess I was a replacement for his wife. I could live with that but not wearing a dead woman's lingerie, that was too much. I told him I would get something similar and wear it for him. I knew of a few online lingerie shops. Pete and I had used them before.

That evening after Pete had gone to sleep, I had given him a BJ to help him nod off. I went downstairs and found a corset just like the one Wesley's wife was wearing on a site we often used and ordered it and paid for next day delivery and had the delivery made to work on Friday.

The corset turned up, I went home early that day and tried it on. I looked stunning and if I did my hair like Wesley's wife, I could almost be her double, well much younger. It was only going to be the once, so I did not mind too much. But I knew it was still wrong. Once I had done it. I could put the memory in a box and throw away the key. Well, that was the plan. I was going to use the corset for Pete later though. He would like it.

I already had the stockings and heels.

I remember Pete came home early that day and I shoved the corset into my knickers drawer, slammed it shut and went to meet him.

I was feeling guilty with what I planned to do so I started making it up to Pete. I got Pete to take me out for a drink on Friday night. I wore stockings and a suspender belt for him and went braless. I convinced him to take me over our car parked in a dark corner of the car park. He likes doing it outside, a little bit of risk. Saturday night after I cooked him his favourite dinner I wore a corset and got him to tie me to the bed. Another of his kinks. Pete made breakfast Sunday morning and after pouring the coffee and giving me the bacon and egg sandwich he said to me. "So, when are you going to tell me what you want, I hope it's in budget, but after this weekend the budget has just gone up." He smiled at me, yes he was expecting a request for a car or a cruise or another holiday. I just smiled sweetly at him.

I managed to get the corset, stockings and heels to work on Monday. I left for work at my usual time, the same time as Pete but then I went back and got the lingerie.

The Event

Whilst I knew it was wrong. I was a little excited. I got changed at work except for the heels. Wesley did not come in on that day. I changed into my heels in the carpark and met Wesley at reception and he asked if I wanted dinner. I pointed out that this was just sex, not a date.

Wesley took my arm and we went to the room, he handed me the key card. Now was decision time. I could hand him the key card back and walk away, no foul, no harm. But if I used that card, I was going to be committing adultery. And if found out I would lose my job and family. I was no longer excited, I was scared. Wesley was patient. I thought back. We had been careful, we could not get caught and I would get the promotion and set us up for life.

I moved the card and the light turned green. I was half hoping it would go red and refuse us entry. I pushed down on the handle. Wesley pushed the door open for me, and I walked in.

He went and poured me a glass of wine, it was early for that, but I needed it. Handing him back the glass I dropped my coat revealing the corset, stockings and heels. He staggered slightly and said "Wow, you look just like my Genavive."

"As it is just the once, I tried for you."

"I really appreciate that," He looked a bit hesitant and said. "Can I ask that we do things that Ginny and I did?"

"Like what?"

"One of our favourites was doggy style anal. Can we do that please." He handed me another glass of wine. I took a large sip whilst I thought about it. Pete and I had done bum sex a few times. It was okay, it felt a little dirty.

"Alright, but be careful."

He stepped forward and kissed me, he was the first person I had kissed on the lips other than Pete since we got engaged, it was strange. It was not a sexy kiss, just a warmup, He eased me down onto my knees and indicated I undo his trousers. I did, his cock sprang out he was not wearing underpants, it was not very large, no bigger than Pete's. He put his hands on my head and pushed it towards my mouth. I took it, it tasted soapy. I felt him remove his shirt and ease his trousers down as I sucked him. I thought he would come quickly, and we could get this over and done with. Then he said. "Take your time, I've had a Viagra, and I got myself off this morning so I can last longer."

Blast.

I felt him start to twitch, he pulled me off him, stood me up and said. "You look fantastic, I always knew you would. Let me return the favour." He pushed me back gently on the bed and I slid into the middle. He eased my legs apart and started eating me out, he was quite good. I was soon wet. Wesley spent some time down there, and he inserted his fingers. He moved in and out as he licked my clit, it was nice. All of a sudden I felt his finger up my bum. I jumped.

"Sorry," He said. "I used to get Ginny worked up like that."

"It's okay."

With that he went back to licking me and soon I had two fingers up my bum. He moved them in and out, it was not unpleasant. And I had a small orgasm. When I came down, he asked me if we could try the bum sex. I rolled over and got on my hands and knees, He put his cock in my pussy and gave a few thrusts, withdrew and gently eased it in my backside. He had used my juices as bum lubricant. It was uncomfortable at the start.

I felt him grab my hair, he pulled my head round so I could look at him over my shoulder. "Ginny used to look over her shoulder and ask me to fuck her arse, would you mind doing that for me please?"

If it would bring him off quicker then, that was good.

"Okay." He let go of my hair.

Looking over my shoulder I said to him "Fuck my arse Wesley, go on shove it up my shitter, come on Wesley fuck me. Give me all you've got up my back passage."

He picked up speed, it was quite good.

"Tell me I'm better than Pete."

Now that was a step too far. "You're good, you're very good just keep fucking my arse, Wesley. Give it to me, come on, give it to me. Prove to me you're better than Pete, because you're not so far."

He picked up speed, and he was going fast. I was just getting a little sore, so I clenched my arse muscles as much as I could. He stayed buried deep inside me and I felt him twitch. He came and collapsed forward onto me, I collapsed onto the bed under his weight. When he got his breath back, he kissed me on the neck and said. "Thank you, that was fantastic. That was better than Ginny. Let me get a drink and I will be ready for round two. In your pussy this time."

He got off me. I managed to get to the bathroom to mop up all the come leaking from my arse. That was when I realised he had not used a condom.

He asked me to suck him off. I refused as his cock had been up my poop chute. He went and washed it, but I still refused.

The second round was very similar to the first. He spent ages licking me and fingers up my pussy. I made sure he had a condom on this time. He gave me a couple of orgasm's then he raised himself up, put my legs over his shoulders and rammed into me. It felt quite good, I managed to shift my legs and wrap them round him and hung on to him saying to him. "Faster, come on Wesley, you can do better than this." It seemed to egg him on, and it didn't take long but he shot his load again.

He collapsed forward on to me again. Pete would never do that; he would roll off to one side.

"Let me have a little nap and I should be ready again. Those Viagra pills are bloody good aren't they."

Whilst he had a little nap, I took the corset and stockings off and put them in the bag where I had my day clothes. When he woke up, he didn't complain. He did take me again and he gave me a couple more orgasms and after he finished he said. "Thank you so very much, the job is definitely yours, but I think I'm done now. You can go home if you wish. I am worn out."

I leaned across and kissed him on the cheek and said. "Thank you very much." I meant for the job. Not the sex, it was okay, but there was no passion, it was just fucking.

"It will be my pleasure." It wasn't till I got downstairs into the car I realised he said. 'It will be my pleasure'. Never mind I was going to get home early to Pete, but if he asked for sex, I'm afraid he was out of luck.

Home

It was not late when I got home but Pete was in bed. Asleep. I managed to sneak the corset and heels indoors and hide them. I had a shower and when I got into bed Pete woke up and asked me how the evening went, I told him it was fine, but I had to shower because of all the sweaty sticky smell and cigarette smoke that got in my hair. He looked critically at me and said. "You can't smoke indoors anymore."

Bugger, I had forgotten that. "A couple of the girls' smoke and I went outside with them to carry on chatting. I forgot how smelly it was, sorry darling." As he turned over, I thought I heard him say. "Sorry, for what?"

I lay down and thought about what I had done that evening. I mentally put it in a box and put it in the back of my mind. Okay I'm sure now and again it will pop out, but I will be able to push it back down.

At Work

That was until I got to work the following day. It was just past 10 when I was summoned by Shirley, the head of HR. As I went into the office there was an envelope on her desk in front of her and I thought shit we've been discovered. I'm being sacked until she said. "Congratulations. Here is your new contract, sign it and the jobs yours."

I wasted no time. I opened the envelope and checked it. It was what I expected. She handed me a pen and I signed it and gave it back to her with a smile. She smiled back at me and said. "It will be announced officially on Saturday, but I expect most people have guessed. It's either you or Wendy and you were always the front runner." Did that mean I did not have to go through that huge humiliation I did yesterday. Never mind this sealed the job.

Leaving the office Wesley was there. He held his hand out and I shook it and he said. "We had better start your education so you are ready when Brian leaves, he will fully brief you next week. Would you spend a couple of minutes in my office with me?"

I could hardly refuse. I followed him into his office. I am sure anybody could see me smiling like a Cheshire cat but would know the outcome. Wesley closed the door and said. "I'm afraid I misled you a little bit." That took the smile from my face. He walked to his desk turned his laptop round and pressed a key and there was me on my hands and knees whilst Wesley fucked my arse. As it was playing he said to me." I'm afraid, it won't be just the once. I won't be too onerous. Just every 3 or 4 weeks. One afternoon. You will wear that corset and heels again. Don't think about reporting me. Because if you do, we both lose our jobs. I've got enough money after the life insurance payout when Ginny died. But you will lose your job and your marriage. We will be discreet. No one will know."

Then it struck me this whole thing was a setup, the job was mine anyway. I looked at him and said. "You bastard." And the thought occurred to me. "Did you fuck Wendy as well?"

"Oh no, she's not my sort. But as I said just once, just one afternoon every 3 or 4 weeks. Now put that smile back on your face and get out there and make everybody think it is the good news it really is." I looked down at the laptop where the clip was playing where I said to him 'Prove to me you're better than Pete'.

If that got out, nothing would save my marriage, because it wasn't true. Looking at him I said. "Okay be honest, did Genavive wear a corset, and you fuck her up the arse?"

"Oh yes she loved wearing a corset, that really is her in the picture. But no, she would never let me fuck her up the arse. I always wanted to, I even tied her up once and tried it. She threatened to divorce me if I did that again."

The bastard you don't do that to somebody you love. Shit just like you don't have an affair, you don't screw around on somebody you love.

But he was right, I put the smile on my face and walked out. The first person I saw was Wendy, she had obviously worked out who had the job. She put her hand out to me and said. "Looks like the best girl won. Never mind when Wesley goes, I should be ready to take your job when you have his." I wanted to cry but I kept smiling. I pulled Wendy in for a hug. I needed one, I was all emotional. Wendy probably thought it was about getting the job. It was not.

When I let go of her I said. "As soon as I am in post we will work on that." I so much wanted to cry. I went and washed my face, put on a bit of makeup, pulled my shoulders back and walked out. I went home early, retrieved the corset from where I had hidden it and put it back in my knickers drawer. I sent Pete a text 'bring in takeaway. I've got good news.'

He replied, 'you got it then.'

'Yup certainly did.'

'Hope it was worth it' There was no question mark, that was not like him.

We had a pleasant evening, I wanted to start to make it up to Pete so I asked him if we could have an early night. I even suggested the corset and stockings. His favourite kink and mine too. I asked him which one. "Surprise me." he said.

It was not going to be my new one, that would be rubbing his face in it.

I used the red satin one he likes so much. I was thinking my black leather one would be good for Saturday after the party, I will probably wear my shiny PVC thigh boots too as a treat for him. They were a little uncomfortable, but he was worth it.

He was a little rough, it was different, nice. He managed twice before he promptly fell asleep, that was not like him.

Friday in his office Wesley was explaining something and in mid conversation he said to me. "Saturday night after the announcement you need to thank me. I think a blowjob is in order. I still have the video."

"No, no blowjob that's too risky, I will manage a hand job."

He smiled. "Okay that's fine, but a blowjob would be faster."

I might have to consider that. Then I realised he was using it to show his power over me.

Back to the party

Pete sat down beside me. I saw he had a G&T, that was rare for him. I rested my hand on his arm and said. "That's a bit strong?"

He smiled. "It's just tonic water, no Gin. This is your night not mine. I have to stay sober for what is coming."

I leaned over and kissed him, saying. "We are going home straight after the fireworks."

He smiled and replied. "Yes, we are."