This is the next part of my story about a mature married woman who becomes the family breadwinner after her husband has an accident. She becomes a Secretary for her Husband's Boss.
Please read the previous chapters first as this will tell you the background to how we have got to here. Now that she had succumbed to his wishes she has to decide what she wants.
As usual comments and ratings are appreciated and welcome.
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Lydia was woken the next morning by a feeling of someone touching her arm, waking her from a deep sleep. She jumped up in the bed alarming her ten year old son.
"What's wrong?"
"It's nearly one o clock Mum, I have a match at 3."
She looked at her bedside clock, seeing it was 12.45 pm. She could not believe that she had slept so long or so deeply. She had been asleep within 20 minutes of arriving home the previous night, feeling so fulfilled from her experiences with her boss, James.
"Is Gillian here?"
"No, she's gone out, no one else is here."
"Ok, go put the kettle on, I'll be down soon."
He left her bedroom, leaving her lying down, still half asleep. Immediately her thoughts went to the night before, feeling herself get moist at the memories of the night. She was stunned at what had happened, at how James had made her feel so wonderful, experiencing orgasms unlike any she had ever had before. She had never believed that a woman could feel so good, so fulfilled, so utterly satisfied. What really surprised her was that she had felt herself to be sexy and hot, loving the way the many men in the lounge had been openly admiring her. She still found this strange, still considering herself merely a mature 50 year old married woman. She did enjoy being the centre of attention though.
She knew she should feel guilty but that was the last thought in her head. She knew that, now she had experienced such fulfilment, it would be difficult not to want more sex with James. She was brought back to reality hearing her son shout up the stairs that the kettle was ready. She forced herself out of the bed, putting a gown on and going downstairs.
She watched her son play his match, her mind completely elsewhere. She heard her phone beep, taking it from her bag seeing she had a message from James.
"Hi Sexy Lady, hope you feeling good today, you certainly did last night!!
She looked at the message, not believing what she was reading yet delighted he had texted her. Turning from the pitch side she typed her response.
"Hi James, I am good thank you."
"Lyds, that all sounds very formal, you were amazing last night, call me."
She looked around to see who was near, walking a few steps further away.
"Hi"
"Hi Lyds, you know how good you were, you looked stunning, and you tasted ohhh so sweet."
"Stop James, you are embarrassing me."
"Lyds, you didn't look embarrassed with all the men watching you last night."
"I was James."
"Truth Lyds, did you enjoy the attention?"
"Yes"
"The lust in their eyes?"
"Yes"
"You know they all wanted to fuck you?"
"Please stop."
"Answer me."
"Yes, I knew that."
"How did it make you feel?"
"Scared."
"That all?"
"No, it felt good too."
"You wanted all of them to fuck you?"
"No, I didn't, you know that."
"Truth Lyds, did you enjoy what happened afterwards?"
"Oh god, yes, it was amazing."
He laughed loudly, "It was, your pussy is so sweet, so tight, so welcoming."
"Please James stop."
"You didn't say that last night."
"What do you want me to say, I'm here watching my son play a match."
"Tell me you enjoyed me fucking you."
"I can't," looking around again to see if anyone was listening.
"Tell me now."
Still looking around but thinking no one could hear her, she whispered, "yes I enjoyed it."
He laughed, "Tell me what I want to hear."
"I enjoyed you fucking you."
"Where?"
"My pussy."
"Where? Tell me what it is"
"Please James."
"Tell me NOW."
"I loved you fucking my married cunt."
"Good girl, I know you did, your married cunt couldn't get enough of it, it was almost grabbing my cock."
She looked around, not believing the conversation she was having but very aware of how wet it was making her.
"You want more, don't you?"
"It's not right, we shouldn't."
"That's not what I asked you."
"Yes, I want more James."
"If you ask nicely," laughing.
She laughed nervously with him, as she noticed that the referee was bringing the match to an end.
"James, I have to go here, my son is coming over to me"
"Ok sexy lady, go leave me again, I will text you tonight."
"Ok, bye."
She hung up to see her son looking up at her.
"Mum, did you see my goal?"
"Yes baby, you were great," feeling guilty at missing it, "Go get your tracksuit on and let's get you home to wash."
All the way home she thought about the conversation, stunned at what she had said to him but also feeling excited and turned on.
"Mum, are we going to see Dad?"
She looked at him. She had forgotten all about William, immediately feeling the guilt wash over her. She had not even talked to him the previous day and she began to worry about what she would tell him, "Yes baby, we will go see him after we have something to eat."
William read his book in his hospital bed, though his thoughts were not on what he was reading. He was surprised that he had not heard from Lydia for almost 48 hours. He knew that she was going out the previous night with Emily, her predecessor in her job as James' secretary. The more he thought about it the more surprised he was. He found it very unusual that they were having dinner, just one week after they had last met at the country club dinner. Lydia did not make friends easily and it stunned him that she had arranged another night out. He was not sure he liked her new found independence, that she was enjoying nights out without him. She had just texted him to say they would be visiting him.
About an hour later they entered his room. He looked immediately at her, noticing that there was something different in her look. As his son jumped up on his bed next to him already excitedly telling him about the earlier match, he watched as she took a seat next to the bed, smiling at him. As he listened to his son he looked closely at her. She looked happy, almost excited. She had a look in her eyes he did not recognise and he did not like it.
"How was your evening with Emily?"
She looked at him, feeling guilty, "It was okay, we had a nice dinner. I think she's lonely now she's not working anymore."
"It was good of you to see her so," though not believing what she was saying for some reason he could not understand.
It was obvious to him she wasn't saying much about the evening as she changed the subject asking about his treatments.
"The Doctors say I can probably go home in about ten days."
"That's' great news," though inside she was thinking about how that would impact on her ability to go out.
"I will need a lot of help though with my exercises."
"Of course, we will all help you, it will be great to have you home."
He was not sure he was believing her, he could hear the words but he was not feeling it in her tone or actions. She had not even kissed him since she had entered the room and seemed to be keeping her distance on the chair, not even pulling it close to the bed. They stayed for about an hour, all the time he was looking at her, trying to see what looked different about her. She was conscious about him looking at her and she wondered what he was looking at. Could he see her guilt?
She kissed him on the top of his head before they left. As he watched her go a feeling of dread overtook him. She was acting differently towards him. Was she worried about looking after him? Would she prefer he stayed in hospital? He felt he was losing control over her, the family. He had always been the breadwinner in the family, all of them dependent on him and he didn't like that the tables had reversed and that it looked like she was in charge.
She went shopping after the hospital before going to a coffee bar where her son had a coke and she a coffee. As she sat looking out into the mall, her son played a game on her phone. As she sipped her coffee she saw two older guys at a nearby table looking in her direction. She looked behind her to see what they might be looking at but only seeing a wall behind her. When she looked back at them, one of them winked at her. She looked down at her coffee cup, wondering if she was imagining that they were admiring her. She looked at what she was wearing, seeing it was nothing special, just a not too tight top and trousers. She looked at them again to see that they were still looking at her, one of the guys openly staring at her breasts. She smiled at the other guy, before looking away, aware that she was a bit turned on by their close examination. When she was finished she took the phone from her son and told him to finish his drink. As she passed the guys they both gave her a big smile which she returned while also blushing just a little. She looked back to see that they were watching her every move down the mall.
All the journey home she thought about the guys, surprised at her thoughts at liking their attention. Her son helped her bring the shopping into the house before rushing to play a game on the TV. She thought back to her hospital visit, sorry that she had payed William too little attention, worried about him coming home. She was concerned at the level of help he would need and of course wanted to do everything for him but at the same time she knew she was enjoying time without him around. She was not sure she could give up the feelings that James aroused in her.
That evening they watched a movie together before she sent him to his bedroom at about 10.00 pm. All evening she wondered when James would text her and what he might say.
While she was watching the movie James was getting ready to go out with Stella, who had called him that afternoon asking if he was busy. He had agreed to accompany her to a dinner at one of her friends. He had spent the day thinking of the previous night with Lydia, still surprised at how much she had succumbed to him. He loved the look and feel of her older body, loved the way she opened up to him, feeling her absolute need to be taken. He picked Stella up by cab at her place and they had a pleasant dinner with two other couples. He was surprised at how much he enjoyed her company and how much he was thinking that maybe they should have a relationship.
After the dinner they went back to his apartment, overlooking the river. As he prepared some drinks for them she walked around his place, liking the décor and the view.
"Nice place you have here James."
"Thanks, I like it," handing her a glass of wine.
"So this is where you bring all your women."
"What women?"
She laughed, "All the women I hear that you like to dominate."
He looked at her, smiling, "And where did you hear that?"
"That would be telling, so you don't deny it?"
"Deny what?"
"That you like to dominate women."
"And if I did?"
"Well James, you're not going to dominate me, that's not my thing."
"So Stella, what is your thing?" liking the sexy teasing tone in her voice.
"We're probably too alike."
"Tell me more."
"I do like roleplay but I'm not submissive."
