Ben and Katy's experience with George was quite different to that of Ben's rival, Jeff. Katy wasn't a meek mouse of a wife, she was a successful corporate lawyer and very ambitious to make money, and she didn't care what she had to do to get it.
"You need to get this promotion Ben, your salary is now way behind mine, and I need you to keep up. What's your plan?"
"I don't have a plan at the moment Katy. Jeff is much more experienced than me, so he's almost certain to get the job." Jeff replied in a defeated tone.
"Well, that's a bit defeatist, don't you think. We have to find a way for you to have an edge over Jeff. How are we going to impress George? What does he want?"
"Nothing, apart from you, that is."
"Do you think he really fancies me?"
"Of course, but surely you aren't thinking of sleeping with him to get me a promotion?" Ben didn't like the direction of this conversation.
"I might, if I have to, but hopefully I can stop short of that. You must invite George to dinner, say this Saturday, and I'll wear something sexy and flirt with him, while you cook."
"Ok, I'll invite him."
The next day in the office Ben invited George to dinner, and mentioned that he would be cooking.
"So, am I going to spend time alone with your gorgeous wife while you slave away in the kitchen?"
"Something like that." Ben replied apprehensively.
"Tell her to dress sexy, it'll be good for your career."
"Will do boss, see you Saturday."
Ben had severe misgivings about the enterprise, but Katy was difficult to stop once she made her mind up.
At precisely 7:30pm on the following Saturday evening, George rang the doorbell at Ben and Katy's little house. He carried flowers and two bottles of Prosecco, which he knew was Katy's favourite drink.
"George, welcome to our humble abode, are those for me?" Katy asked, opening the door wide so George could admire her gorgeous body.
"It's all for you Katy," George announced, leaning forward to kiss her on the cheek, "you look good enough to eat."
"Later George, let's open the Prosecco first. Ben honey, put these lovely flowers in water for me, then pour us all some fizz. Come into the lounge George, while Ben gets our drinks sorted."
George immediately noticed the balance of power in their relationship. This was clearly a wife led marriage, and that would definitely have a negative impact on Ben's career. George smiled inwardly at the possibilities which had suddenly opened up for him.
Katy led George over to the sofa and sat down first. As she settled, her short tight dress rode up, revealing most of her exquisite legs, but not quite showing her tiny thong.
She patted the space next to her.
"Come and sit with me and tell me about your life, I'm looking forward to getting to know you, Ben speaks so highly of you?"
Just as George sat down Ben arrived with three glasses of fizz and handed them out, keeping one for himself.
"What have you brought your drink in for Ben, you're supposed to be cooking? And don't drink all my Prosecco, there's plenty of red wine for you. Now, where were we George?"
"You seem to have Ben well under control, does he ever rebel?" George asked, testing the water.
"If he did, I would put a stop to it straight away. Let's talk straight George, what do we need to do to get Ben his promotion?"
"Wow, you don't mess about. I think you know what I want, so the ball is in your court, so to speak."
As George waited for Katy's answer, Ben came in and announced that dinner was ready, so the topic was put on hold while they filed into the cramped dining room.
"George, you come and sit over here, next to me. Ben you sit near the door, so you can jump up to get the next course."
Katy had arranged the chairs so that George was right next to her, while Ben was on the far side of the table, near the door. As she sat down her skirt rode up a little, exposing her smooth brown legs to about mid thigh. The top of her flower print summer dress was low enough to show some brown skinned cleavage which George surveyed, enjoying the view of her well developed breasts, far bigger than Ann's meagre pair.
"Enjoy the charcuterie George, would you like some red wine, now we are eating?" Ben asked, trying to become part of the event.
"Red sounds good Ben, what have you got?"
"There's a Fleurie, or a Chateau Neuf Du Pape?"
"The Fleurie will be fine thanks, can I pour you some more fizz Katy?" George enquired, picking up the bottle and leaning across her to pour into her flute glass.
Once he had finished pouring he put the bottle down, but stayed turned towards Katy, gazing down her dress.
"The rolling hills of Burgundy," he said, smiling, "make such elegant wine, don't you think Ben?"
"Yes, true." Ben responded, slightly uncomfortable with his bosses blatant ogling of his wife.
All three settled in to eating their starters, several saucissons, salami, pate, bread, cornichons and so on. They chatted about politics, television and films.
When they were all finished, Ben got up to take the plates away, and bring in the main courses. George topped up Katy's fizz again, once more enjoying the view down her top.
"Do you like them George?" Katy asked in a teasing voice.
"Very much Katy, I want to see them fully naked, in fact I want to see all of you fully naked."
"Well, not today, but one day maybe."
George settled back in his chair and placed his right hand on to Katy's leg, just above her knee, he pressed his hand down, but couldn't move it up her thighs as they were clamped tight together.
Ben returned with two plates of boeuf bourguignon for George and Katy, and he froze when he saw that George had his hand between Katy's knees.
"Glad you are here Ben, please ask your wife to open her legs a little, so I can get to her pussy."
Ben was dumbstruck. He couldn't believe that his boss would be so bold as to ask him to do something like that.
"Do you want a promotion or are you going to stay a junior accountant for the rest of your life? Ask her."
"Katy, would you please open your legs a little, so George can get to your pussy." Ben felt so completely humiliated, but he was also desperate to get a promotion, so Katy would respect him again.
"If that's what you want darling, is it what you want?"
"Yes Katy, it's what I want."
"Yes what?"
"Sorry, yes please, I want you to open your legs." Ben was totally humiliated.
