Part 1 Recap:
My wife of three years, Heather, aspires to be a housewife and quits her job with nothing else lined up. I want her to go back to work and convince her to apply for a secretarial position working for Nick Willard, an extremely rich and handsome attorney. Heather gets the job and can't help but feel extremely attracted to Nick. Unfortunately for me, he hired her with the intention of seducing her and transforming her into his own personal office sex slave.
It is important to note that Heather resisted Nick's advances at first, to her credit. I want people to understand that. She went to work for him and it was just as fun and exciting as she thought it would be. She loved doing things for him and catering to his needs and being praised by him for whatever it was that she did. She loved their playful banter and the way he could always make her laugh. She loved just looking at him and hearing him talk. She was having the time of her life.
And right from the start, Nick seemed to be flirting with her, a
lot
. He didn't seem to put any effort into hiding it. By getting to know other women in her building, she also found out pretty quickly that Nick was the type who liked to sleep around, so it seemed pretty obvious that he was interested in her for more than just her day-to-day work as his secretary. His flirting would often be accompanied by comments that were brimming with sexual innuendo, and overt suggestions that they spend some time together outside of the office. Sometimes, it was something potentially innocuous - "We should get a drink after work," for example. Other times, it was a little less subtle - "Let's do dinner at my place this weekend, just you and me, so we can ... get to know each other better." And occasionally, it was outright flagrant and blatant - "How about you and me go test the springs on the beds down at the Marriott?"
If it had been any other man, Heather would have been contemplating a sexual harassment lawsuit. But it was different coming from a man like Nick. Deep down inside, she
adored
this kind of attention from him - it made her feel special and desirable, and more wonderfully feminine than she had ever felt in her life. She also couldn't help but feel intrigued. It was obvious what Nick intended and where these encounters would lead to in the end, and she found herself
extremely
tempted to take him up on these offers. For one thing, Nick was the most attractive man she had ever encountered in her life, and it was obvious that he had a
really
good body hidden underneath that suit. Also, Nick's legendary sexual abilities was often a topic of conversation among the women Heather was befriending, which made her even more tempted. But she was married, and she took her vows extremely seriously, so she made the agonizing decision to stay faithful.
"I don't think my husband would like that," she would playfully respond. Or: "I would, but I'm married." And: "Would it be okay if my husband tagged along?"
Nick would respond just as playfully to her denials, with a smile and a wink, but inwardly, he was seething. He couldn't believe it. Never before had he been unsuccessful in seducing a woman until now. Never before had these tactics failed him. The most it had ever taken was two or three days, and here Heather was, holding out for an entire week, and then two. What's more, he suspected that she had been ovulating those first few days on the job when he first tried to get her to go out with him - it was like a sixth sense for him - which should have made it even easier to seduce her, especially considering the quality of the man she was married to.
Unfortunately for me, Heather's resistance to his advances made Nick want her even more, and all the more determined to conquer her in the end. It also made him set his sights on me, too. How
dare
her husband presume to possess something that Nick wanted? How
dare
her husband stand in Nick's way? That's the way Nick saw it. And he was going to get me back for making him wait. He was going to get revenge. After all, it was my fault - Heather was turning him down out of loyalty to me. Nick was determined to put us in our places - Heather as his eager submissive sex slave, and me as her humiliated cuckolded husband.
In hindsight, it would have been better for me if Heather had just slept with him right then and there when she had first started working for him. At least then I would have been happily ignorant of what was going on and I would have been spared the torment and emasculation and humiliation that was in store for me.
And so Nick went to work on a plan. He decided he was not only going to seduce Heather, but he was going to do it right in front of me. He knew exactly how he could pull it off, too. He knew how desperately Heather wanted him already - after all, what woman wouldn't? And he knew it would only take a little nudge to push her desires over the edge beyond the point where she could resist them. He only had to engineer the right circumstances.
Unfortunately for me, Nick shared the details with his brother, Brad, who was more than willing to help. It was Brad who urged him to expand this little operation to include a special little something for him as well. You see, Brad had the same insatiable sexual needs as Nick, but he had his own unique tastes. Unlike Nick, he liked both women
and
men, and he had always fantasized about forcing an unwilling straight man to do his sexual bidding. He would like it even better if his unlucky new captive was forced to dress as a woman while doing it - lingerie, make-up, high heels, a dress, the whole shebang. Needless to say, this was one fantasy he never got to act out in real life. But when Nick outlined his intentions, which included me being blackmailed into doing whatever I was told, Brad saw the opportunity he had been waiting for.
"Anything, huh?" Brad said. "Wouldn't it be funny if you were to take Heather as
your
sex slave while I take her husband as
my
sex slave?"
Still furious over the fact that Heather wouldn't sleep with him solely because of me, Nick was delighted by this idea. He loved the thought of tormenting and emasculating me in such a way and having all this fun at my expense. It would make his relationship with Heather all the more satisfying. His favorite thing was to sexually dominate married women, and he loved the notion of dominating their husbands too.
The first step was finding out when Heather would be ovulating next. Like I said, a woman is never more susceptible to the advances of a sexy, masculine man like Nick than when she is ovulating, and Nick wanted to leave nothing to chance. He suspected that this had happened around the time she first started working for him. It was almost like he could smell it on her. He could also tell from her mannerisms and the sound of her voice and the effort she had obviously put into her appearance during that time compared to later. This gave him an idea of when it would be, but he had no way of telling how long her cycle was, which was a key factor, and he needed to be certain. He could wait through another of her cycles and look for those unmistakable patterns and see how they lined up, but he was impatient and wanted the answer right away. So he decided to recruit Rebecca, one of the secretaries in an adjoining office suite who he slept with from time to time. He knew she was positively desperate for him and hopelessly in love with him, and therefore would do anything he asked.
"Hi, Nick," Rebecca said with a flirty smile as Nick meandered toward her desk.
"Hi, Rebecca," Nick responded warmly. "I was wondering if you could do me a favor."
