I'll be honest, I'm a bit of an opportunist. I'm not the sort of person who actively goes out looking to take advantage of women, but if the opportunity presents itself I'm definitely going to act on it.
It started at the Christmas party at work. Everything was pretty typical. The boss had reserved a big restaurant for the evening and provided an open bar. It was the only time folks in the office relaxed and cut loose. There was a lot of flirting, and I'm sure a few people shared cab rides home. There was one woman in particular who had drank more than her share and was hanging over any man who was standing still. Her name was Lacey and her blond hair came out of a bottle. She was short and stacked. To be honest I had shagged her more than once. After the first Christmas party I considered myself a real debonair player by taking her home. Over the next few years I learned that she would fuck anyone after you got a few drinks into her. She was okay for a quick roll in the hay, but no challenge and not very exciting.
Lacey was all over Dan from accounting. Now Dan was a real stick in the mud. He had all the personality of a brown paper bag. No sense of humor, but a damn fine accountant. He had a few drinks and was a little more relaxed than usual. Lacey dragged him out onto the dance floor and started dancing. There was just quiet background music playing, but Lacey took the opportunity to slide her hands all up and down Dan chest and back. Dan looked awkward, but he was enjoying himself and didn't know how to extract himself from her clutches. That's where Moira came in.
Moira was Dan's wife. She was a fiery redhead with a personality to match. Dan was hopelessly devoted to her. I suspect he wondered how he had married such a hot woman. She was about 5 foot 6 and had a tight body, but she had a hell of a temper. Dan told me about how easy it was to set her off. And she had a serious streak of jealousy. Maybe she saw Dan has her meal ticket and didn't want to lose him, but any woman caught sniffing around Dan was sent packing. Moira had just come out of the ladies' room, looked around for her husband and seen the bad news.
She marched onto the dance floor and started shouting at Dan. She grabbed him and dragged him off the dance floor and back to their table. Moira accused Dan of sleeping with Lacey, of having an affair, of not loving his wife and a litany of other sins. We all knew that Dan was so ramrod straight that he would never step out on his wife, but she could not be placated. She berated him for another ten minutes before insisting they head home. We could hear her shouting from the parking lot until they finally drove away.
So this is where I come in. I talked to Dan about a week later and it turns out Moira wouldn't leave it alone. She kept accusing him of having an affair with Lacey. He was hoping that I would talk to Moira, because he knew that I had "gone out" with Lacey a few times. I didn't point out that I merely fucked her silly and had never bother taking her out to dinner first. I wasn't real close to Moira, but I knew her well enough to know her temper and that she had a smoking hot body.
During the first week of January, Dan had a business trip. He was going to be flying across country for a few days. I did a little plotting and put my plan into action. I made a few assumptions and looked for the right opportunity.
The morning that Dan left for his trip he came into the office gather his things. He had to look over the books at our subsidiary in Boise. He'd made the trip before and the location was pretty remote. The snow and ice could play havoc on travel and communication, but as it turned out there was perfect weather in the forecast. While he was in the office I stopped by to chat. I suggested that I could talk to Moira while he was gone. He found that agreeable and warned me to look out for her temper. I kept him talking and kept asking him questions about various work issues, trying to keep him distracted and hurried. He placed his cell phone in his brief case and when he stepped out for a moment I grabbed it and stuck it into my pocket. That was the riskiest part of my plan. My assumption is that he would think he had left his phone in the office. He rushed out to catch his flight and I started working on the next part of my plan.
I knew Dan's phone number, but it was password protected. Having spent enough time around Dan I knew it was set to give a reminder chime when a message had arrived. It kept going off every ten minutes until it was acknowledged. While I didn't know the password to Dan's phone, I did know the password to Lacey's phone. It was 1234 and she left her phone lying around all the time. Furthermore, she had sent me some naked pictures of herself now and then over the years. My second assumption was that those pictures were still on Lacey's (I know they are still on mine).
So I wandered over to Lacey's empty office, found her phone on her desk and liberated it back to my office. Now came the fun part. I opened up Lacey's phone and sent a text to Dan's phone saying how much Lacey was looking forward to spending some time with Dan and fucking his brains out. Then I proceeded to send some of the naked pictures on her phone to Dan's phone. I deleted the records from Lacey's phone and then left her phone in the copy room, right where she often left it. Right on cue Dan's phone starting giving out those text alerts.
I waited until I was sure Dan's flight had taken off and drove over to his house. Moira was dressed in comfortable jeans and a nice blouse.
"Moira, can you do me favor? Dan left his phone in my office before they left for their trip. He got a text message and it keeps chiming at me. Do you know his password so you can shut it off?"
"Sure I do. Dan doesn't keep any secrets from me." That was my final assumption. She opened up his phone and her face dropped. She saw the text and the photos and just about his the roof.
"That son of a bitch! I'm going to kill him! That no good cheating little fucker! I knew it! He kept denying it, but I knew he was fucking her. I'm going to find him right now and tear his pecker off!"
"Wait a minute, Moira. They've already left. You can't chase them down. By the time you get to Vegas, they will have already been there for an hour or two and it will be too late to stop them."
