Play Misty For Me 2

I want to thank Black Rand for editing this story for me.

Chapter 1 - February 20, 2019

I put my phone down and looked at my watch; fifteen minutes until quitting time on a Friday and Rob Benson, the Chief Operations Officer of Megadyne Manufacturing wanted to see me. I wondered why the COO would be calling me instead of my boss, Phil Martin, the CMO (Chief of Maintenance Operations). This had me worried.

I walked into Rob Benson's office at exactly 5:00 PM, because, when in doubt, it pays to be punctual. Rob and our CEO, John Taylor, were seated on a small couch against the wall but there was no sign of Phil. Phil's absence from this meeting worried me. I felt my heart rate increase and my hands began to sweat.

"Come in, Dan, and have a seat," Rob said as he pointed to the chair right facing the couch.

"Dan, we have watched your growth from the young technician who started here ten years ago, and you have done extremely well. You have always been a top performer, and we know that you have the respect of your peer managers as well as the maintenance staff here at MM. We have given this a lot of consideration and have the agreement of Phil that you are the best man for the job. We have decided to offer you the position of Chief of Maintenance Operations. Is that something you would be interested in?" Rob said.

This was definitely good news, but I had to keep my excitement under control. "So, I'll be taking over Phil's job when he retires?" I said.

"Yes, and you will have the latitude to run the operation the way you think best. We have faith in your abilities or we wouldn't offer you this promotion," John said. "As CMO you will report directly to me."

"I appreciate this opportunity and I won't let you down. When does this become effective?" I asked.

"Phil will officially retire on Friday, March 1st, and we will make the announcement of your promotion to CMO on Monday, March 4th," John said.

My new boss, John Taylor, and I spent the next half hour talking about my new job. John suggested that I spend as much time with Phil as I could while he was still working. John also told me that the plant shutdown for this year had to be moved up a week to the first week of June because we had to get ready for several equipment modifications that needed to take place that week. "I expect that you will be here that week to make sure the shutdown is successful," John said.

We also talked about my pay increase, stock options, which I didn't have in my current position, and a company car, another new perk. When I got up to go home, both men shook my hand and congratulated me.

I couldn't wait to get home and tell my wife, Elise, my good news. There would be one small problem. I would have to change the vacation I had scheduled for the first week of June. Elise and I were scheduled to spend that week with her parents on their 64-foot houseboat on Lake Cumberland. Ever since they bought the houseboat six years earlier, Elise's parents had spent their summers on the lake. Elise and I had spent the week after Elise's last day of classes each year for the last six with them. This year, we were supposed to be there the first week in June.

I walked into the house at 6:30 to the wonderful smell of Elise's fried chicken. Elise came out of the kitchen and gave me a hug and a kiss. "You're late tonight. Did something happen at work to hold you up?"

"I had a meeting with my new boss," I said.

"New boss? Phil Martin isn't your boss anymore?"

"Phil is still my boss until March 1st."

"So who is taking over Phil's job? I thought you expected to get Phil's job. So, who did they promote?"

"Me."

"Wait... what? Did you get the promotion? I thought you said that you had a meeting with your new boss."

"I was meeting with my new boss, John Taylor. I now report directly to the CEO."

Elise threw her arms around me and started kissing me. "This is fantastic news. I am so proud of you I feel like I might explode."

When Elise calmed down I told her about my pay increase and the other perks of my new job.

"There is one problem," I said. "This year's shutdown has been scheduled for the first week of June so I won't be able to go to Lake Cumberland with you."

Elise said. "Well, I'm not going down there without you. My mom would drive me crazy asking me when we are going to give her a grandchild. I'll call my mom and tell her that we will come a week later. They'll understand when I tell them about your new job."

Chapter 2 -- Karen Morrison

On Monday, March 4th, John Taylor called a meeting of the maintenance managers and staff to make the announcement that I was the new Chief of Maintenance Operations. To my delight, the other five maintenance managers seemed to be happy for me. After John left the meeting, I explained the change in the shutdown schedule and we started to put our plan of action together. I also asked the managers to send me candidates to fill my previous position.

By the middle of April, I was feeling comfortable in my new position and was enjoying my work. I had a good management team under me and all of our maintenance crews were experienced and hard-working employees.

One Friday evening in late April, when I got home from work, Elise met me at the door with a hug and kiss, as she always did and asked me how my day went. After listening to the short replay of my day I asked about her day. She said that nothing unusual happened at school, but she got a phone call from her former college roommate.

"Who was that?"

"Karen Morrison," Elise said.

"Karen Morrison?' I said. "The name is familiar but I don't remember her."

"She was my roommate for two years. You met her at our wedding. A pretty brunette, about five feet four inches tall."

"If the only time I met her was at our wedding there is very little chance I would remember her. I only had eyes for you that day."

"Oh, you and that golden tongue of yours," Elise said and kissed me on the cheek.

"Don't forget I can do more than say nice things with that golden tongue," I said. "So, what did good old Karen Morrison have to say?"

"We were just catching each other up on our lives since, well, basically since our wedding. Karen is an artist for a small production studio in LA. She works mostly on commercials for television. I told her that I teach high school English, and about your new job and our plans for the summer. There is something I would like you to think about. Karen asked me if there was any chance that we could get together out to LA."

"She wants us to come to LA? When?"

"Not us, just me. When I told her that we had to change our vacation plans in June because you had to work the shutdown she suggested that I come out to visit her while you are stuck at work."

"Is that something you want to do?"

"I think I do. I would love to spend some time with Karen and visit LA again, and besides, you'll be working long days during the shutdown. What do you think? Would you mind if I flew out to visit Karen for a week?

I had to think about that for a minute. Elise and I had not been apart that long since we started dating. I knew it would be lonely at home without her but that would be a selfish reason to ask her not to go. "I'll leave it up to you. If it's really something you want to do, you should do it."

Elise hugged and kissed me then said, "When I get home I will make this up to you."

"You can start making it up to me right now," I said.

Elise looked at me with a devilish look on her face and said, "Well, I was going to start dinner but maybe I can find us something to nibble on up in the bedroom." As she spoke, Elise began rubbing her hand across the front of my pants.

Elise took my hand and led me to our bedroom, pushed my down on the bed, opened my pants, and took my stiffening cock into her mouth. Elise has no hang-ups about giving me oral sex, but it was unusual for her to start out by taking me in her mouth without any foreplay. I wasn't about to complain.

Elise had managed to get me fully erect then she got off the bed and removed her pantyhose and panties. She climbed on the bed, stood over me and slowly lifted her dress up to her waist as she lowered herself down until her pussy was only inches from me face. Elise's pubic hair was matted from the ten hours she had been wearing her pantyhose since she had dressed that morning. Her pussy had a strong musky scent which was not completely unpleasant, but almost. I knew what Elise wanted, but I wanted to tease her a bit first. I turned my head to the right and started licking the inside of Elise's left knee.

"What are you doing?" She said.

"You said we would find something to nibble on up here so I decide to get a few licks of your chocolate ice cream cone." Elise has a small chocolate-colored birthmark inside he left knee in the shape of an ice cream cone.

"Well, leave the ice cream cone for later and get busy eating my puss," Elise said while laughing.

I said "Yes ma'am," then I lifted my head slightly and flicked my tongue over her vulva. I did this a few more times until Elise's lips were hanging open. Then I lifted my head farther, accepting Elise's invitation, and pushed my tongue inside her excited pussy. I soon was able to lay my head back down as Elise squatted down over my face and pushed her now wet pussy onto my mouth. As I continued to give my full attention to Elise's love nest, she bent forward and once again took my cock into her mouth.

As Elise began to climb the upslope of her orgasm, she let my cock slip from her mouth so that she could let out the moans and cries of sexual satisfaction. As her orgasm subsided, Elise took my cock back into her mouth and worked on my engorged member until I climaxed in her mouth. Elise will let me cum in her mouth but she doesn't swallow, so as soon as she felt that she had taken all I was going to give, Elise headed into the bathroom to get rid of the thick load I had deposited in her mouth.

When she returned to the bedroom she said, "That was just the appetizer, now let's go down and have dinner and after we will come back here for dessert." That's exactly what happened.

Over the weekend, Elise made airline reservations to fly out of Cincinnati airport to LA, leaving Thursday, 5/30, at 3:22 PM and returning on Thursday, 6/6, and arriving in Cincinnati at 7:18 PM.

The next few weeks went by quickly. I was busy at work and Elise was finishing out the school year while preparing for her trip to Los Angeles, and suddenly it was Memorial Day, Monday, May 27th, and Elise would be leaving for LA on Thursday.

That night after making love Elise said, "Are you sure you don't mind me leaving you alone for a week."

"Don't worry, I can take care of myself for a week without you," I said.

"That's not what I want to hear. I want you to say that you will be lost without me."

"Well there is that," I said. "Don't worry about me, I'll be fine. Just go and have a good time, but feel guilty while you are doing it."

"I am sure that I will," Elise said and after a pause continued with, "I was thinking that when I get back, how would you feel about me getting off the pill and getting pregnant?"

I tried not to smile when I answered. "I think that would be a great idea, as long as I am the father."

That comment got me a punch in the arm.

"Sorry, couldn't help myself," I said. "I think that is exactly what we should do."

Elise kissed me and said, "I knew you would agree, because you can't say no to me."

Wednesday night, after making love, Elise asked me if she should drive herself to the airport or should she take a cab. It was a 45-minute drive from our house to the Cincinnati airport, which is actually in Covington, Kentucky. That is an expensive cab ride. The MM campus was only fifteen minutes from the airport. My suggestion was that she should come to my office at 11:30, park her car in our underground garage and I would take her to lunch and then to the airport. Then next Thursday, when she came home she would only have to get a cab from the airport to MM to pick up her car. Elise liked my idea, especially the part about me taking her to lunch.

On Thursday, Elise curled my toes with her goodbye kiss before she headed through security at the airport. Watching Elise walk away depressed me a little. I knew it was for only a week, but I hated not having her near me.

That night the house seemed so empty without Elise there to welcome me home with a hug and a kiss. I also didn't like that I was going to have to make my own meals, but I knew I would survive. It was almost 8:30 that night when Elise called to let me know she arrived at Karen Morrison's house.

"The flights were great; it was the ride from LAX to Karen's house that scared the hell out of me. I had forgotten how crazy the traffic is out here. Luckily, Karen is used to it and is a good driver," Elsie said. "So do you miss me yet?"

"Of course...not. I have a house full of guests and we are having a HAHAP." I said.

"What is HAHAP?" Elise asked.

"It's a husband at home alone party."

Elise laughed and said, "So who's there?"

"Everyone's here. Bert and Ernie, Nichols and May, Martin and Lewis, you know all of my best friends. They will be here until you get home."

"Make sure they help clean up the mess before they leave."

"How much of a mess can two puppets and four ghosts make?"

"So you are all right?" Elise said.

"I'm fine, but I do miss you."

"I miss you, too. Take good care of yourself and I will call you again tomorrow night," Elise said.

"Don't worry about me. I can take care of myself. Have a good time and remember that I love you."

"I will, and I love you, too."

After the call I settled in to watch the movie

Ocean's Eleven,

the 1960's version with Sinatra and Martin on TCM, then went to bed.

As promised, Elise called me every night between 9:30 and 10:00. On Sunday night she reminded me that I had to put the trash out for Monday morning collection, so before going to bed I emptied all of the wastebaskets into the bag trash can and took it out to the curb.

Every day I received frequent text messages from Elise, with photos attached. There were pictures of Elise and Karen at the Santa Monica Beach and Pier, having lunch at Gladstones on the Pacific Coast Highway, at Universal Studios Hollywood and in front of Musso and Franks Grill on Hollywood Boulevard and many more. She was obviously having a great time.

Even though I missed Elise, I was getting along fine. The job was going well and I was keeping busy enough that I didn't have a lot of time to think about her.

Chapter 3 -- Crystal Winters

When I got home on Tuesday, I went into our home office to use the computer to look at some drawings that one of my managers sent me. Elise and I seldom used our home computer, instead electing to use our smartphones or tablets, but I wanted to view the drawings on a larger screen. While I was reviewing the drawings, I scribbled some notes on a scrap of paper and tried to toss it into the wastebasket when I was done, but I missed. When I picked up the balled up paper to put them in the wastebasket I noticed a piece of paper stuck to the side of the wastebasket.

Normally I would not have thought anything of it, but I had emptied the wastebasket Sunday night, so I wondered how I missed that piece of paper. It turned out to be a Post-It note that had somehow managed to stick itself to the side of the wastebasket.

I saw some writing on the paper that looked like Elise's writing. Written across the top it said, "castcoeexp.com." Under that was written "Crystal," then "Xbt&8CW" and at the bottom, she had written, "Crystal Winters."

It looked like a website and maybe the ID and password. Who or what Crystal Winters was, completely escaped me.

I almost threw the note back in the wastebasket, but my curiosity got the best of me so I entered the web address and what popped up surprised me. The website was called, "The Casting Couch Experience," and there were five pictures on the screen of different women engaged in different sex acts. There was no explanation of what was on the site, other than what you would surmise from the name of the site. I clicked on "Sign In," and entered Crystal as the ID and Xbt&8CW as the password.

The page that came up had 25 small pictures in rows of five across and five down. The pictures showed the upper torsos of naked young women. Under each picture, there was a first name and a date. The first picture was a girl named Leanne and the date under the picture was June 1st, 2019. That was last Saturday.

I didn't know what else to do other than click on a picture to see what happened, so I clicked on Leanne. When the video started the camera was pointed to a doorway on the left side of the screen. A young woman, maybe 20 years old, walked into the room and the camera followed as she moved to the center of the room which put her in front of a large couch or daybed. A voice from off-screen said, "Good morning sweetheart, what's your name?"

"Leanne Simmons."

"How old are you Leanne?"

"I'm 21,"

"I bet all the guys tell you how beautiful you are, don't they?"

Leanne blushed a little but answered, "Sometimes."

The interview was boring so I skipped forward until Leanne stood up and started to remove her shirt. I watched this until she was naked from the waist up. The camera voice complimented her on her breasts and reached out and gave each of breasts a squeeze. "Nice, they are firm, with big suckable nipples," he said.

I skipped forward again and stopped when Leanne was naked and sitting on the couch. The off-screen voice said, "Leanne this is Vance." A naked man came into the scene and stood in front of Leanne. "Do you like his big cock, Leanne?"

Leanne didn't answer she just took Vance's cock in her hand and guided it directly into her mouth. From there it went to Vance eating Leanne's pussy and then the two of them having intercourse on the couch. Although I had become aroused, the onscreen sex was uninspiring. They were just going through the motions. At one point it was obvious that Leanne faked an orgasm.

I watched another video to see if there was anything different but there wasn't. That left me wondering why Elsie had this website and the log in info. Did she subscribe to the site or did she get the ID and password from someone else?

I sat for a minute trying to figure things out when an idea came to me. I started searching through all of the videos until I found it. The picture showed a cute blond with big tits. The name under the picture was, Crystal and the date was April 14, 2019. When the young woman in the video was asked her name she responded, "I'm Crystal Winters."

Crystals' video was pretty much the same as the other two I watched. My head was swimming with unanswered questions. Elise never showed any interest in internet porn so why would she be interested in this particular site, and who had given her the ID and password? Could she have gotten this from Crystal Winters and who the hell is Crystal Winters?

I thought that if I could determine when Elise first visited this site it might help figure things out. I just hoped that Elise hadn't cleared the history on this computer. She didn't. There were 90 days of history recorded. I started backtracking through the history looking for anytime the site had been visited. The first hit I found was the previous Wednesday, the day before Elise left for LA. From the web history, I could see that she looked at three different videos that day and one of them was Crystal Winters.

I continued to go back through the web history and found another visit two weeks ago. On that occasion, Elise looked at five videos, including Crystal's. I finally found Elise's first visit to the site. On April 30th Elise logged on and watched one video. "Who the fuck is Crystal Winters?" I said out loud.