Author's Foreword: This is a cheating wife story. Thank you so much for the private applause received for my last submission: Eve and Jerry's Baby. The same caveats apply here as did there: No hot sex, adult language used, and my POV are part of the story. Thanks, again, Literotica for allowing me to learn the craft of writing adult fiction. All errors are mine. I appreciate the constructive private feedback.
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Revenge of the Screwed
Jean Thames, an unpaid Community Service volunteer, was naked lying on her stomach. The trophy wife was propped up on John Harris's exposed muscular thighs pleasuring herself and him by tonguing his cock and balls. John, who was naked from the waist down, was critiquing a Grant Request (GR) for funds addressed to a charity Foundation. Another volunteer working for a non-profit Community Service Organization (CSO) had drafted the plea for funds. The CSO manager had then submitted the GR to John's organization to be edited and formatted correctly. Jean Thames had performed the preliminary structural edit, and now John was marking it up with his big red pen for editorial changes that his trainee would be making later. Jean was the single volunteer for John Harris' nonprofit firm, 'Precise Documents.'
John interrupted the trophy wife tonguing his balls and said, "Jean, you should never allow the CSO to submit something like, 'We hire recent graduates enrolled in state agencies while they are job hunting...' Rather you should edit it to say, 'We hire recent college graduates who are anxious to help those citizens in need...' The particular Agency addressed by this CSO has a record of funding those GRs where employees become voters and supporters for the party in power."
Jean licked the bulbous head of his cock and said, "Thanks for the tip, I will remember that in the future, John."
John Harris is a Randy (a pussy-hound) Financial Analyst and a very busy man. In his DAY job, he is employed by Red Arrow Foundation, the most well known such entity in these parts. Thanks to athletic department tutors and Frat brothers he got a degree from a college where he attended on a basketball scholarship. He was hired on the spot by the Foundation while a senior at a job fair. He has remained at his laid back position in Red Arrow through the years and has amassed a huge number of contacts working with the CSOs and the Funding Entities. His primary day job at Red Arrow is to make recommendations to his senior management of how to distribute the LIMITED Foundation Funds to the UNLIMITED requests for financial assistance from the CSOs. Many such groups continuously 'rang their pauper's bell' trying to get his attention and stay on his good side. Those with eye-candy staff, like Jean Thames, for example, had a better-than-even chance of being funded by the Foundation, Trust, or Government entity that dispensed funds based on the so-called 'needs of the community' because of John's skill at gaming the system.
John Harris's EVENING job was that he owned 'Precise Documents,' and Jean Thames was now his one volunteer employee. The office was in the same multi-use building as was his luxury Condo - and this made romantic sessions with Jean and his other lovers, convenient. He made editorial changes to GRs for submission to Funding Agencies, and the CSOs paid 'Precise Documents' for his service quite under the table and unofficially.
Jean Thames was a Number Ten eye-candy beauty in her early thirties. The mother of two children fathered by her husband of twelve years (probably?). she had been bored at home and decided to volunteer to work for a non-profit CSO. Her chemically colored platinum hair was an instant eye turner when she walked into a crowded room. Several agencies competed for her services. Jean's graduation from high school was a get-her-out-of-here affair.., but she did have clerical skills.
She was in a class by herself when it came to reading and typing and editing existing documents others had created. After getting married to a community icon-type man, she found her niche being an unpaid volunteer writing Grant Requests. Brains? No Way! Jean was unable to grasp the concept of long division, for example, but she did her one clerical trick very well. Kathy Phillips, manager, of the community service firm she initially volunteered with, had come to depend on her high volume, precisely written or edited documents, and Jean developed a reputation in that world. The manager and Jean also became pretty good office friends over time, as both women were beautiful by any measure and had at least that in common.
Unpaid volunteers like Jean and Kathy, for whom working for a living isn't necessary, very often work for non-profit Community Service Firms seeking a meaning to their lives. However, sometimes badly needed volunteers with extra time, is on the job for the CSOs because they get pleasure out of helping others. Jean was of the former type while her friend, Kathy, was of the latter type.
When the Randy ex-athlete, John Harris, had first met Jean Thames to discuss a particular GR she had authored and tried to edit, the housewife was a volunteer for Kathy Phillips's mentoring organization. In Kathy's vacation absence, Jean brought up her edited GR to John Harris secret evening office. She immediately felt a strong sexual attraction to the six feet six ex-basketball player. He demonstrated editorial changes to her where the embedded biases would almost certainly result in a check for the mentoring organization. John touched Jean as she started to leave, and while looking into her eyes said, "Work with me, Jean, your non-profit's chances of getting funded will go way up - I guarantee it. I can help you personally as well as the mentoring CSO." After that first meeting in his night-job office, Jean went home and 'raped' her husband because her sexual desire for John Harris peaked. On Jean's second visit, she and John retired to his condo, four floors above the evening office, and she enjoyed the ex-athletes body then and almost weekly afterwards.
John Harris later approached Jean Thames and said, "Consider resigning from Kathy's organization, Jean, to work exclusively for Perfect Documents. You would work from home mostly to verify the Proposal's form and structure and that the data provided is correct. Then from time-to-time, you will be invited here to edit Grant Requests at Perfect Documents. And, there will be time for you and me to go upstairs and ball all you want. Plus, I will teach you to make editorial changes that increase the chance of success for the CSOs who work with us." Jean focused on the fact that she would no longer be doing the grunt-work of creating and drafting and structurally editing GRs because other volunteers would do this.
She said, "I accept, John and look forward to your training me."
On this particular day, which was a year later, It was an evening at home, and Jean had previously cleaned herself up in John's shower and retyped the Grant Request that John had made the editorial changes. She had placed the finished document on John's desk and went home from her volunteer work day. The housewife was horny because John Harris had only allowed her to pleasure him that evening. She reluctantly accepted, "I must not want to be fucked by John unless it's his pleasure." Today was one of the days that Jean reluctantly had to be satisfied with only pleasuring John.
In bed with her husband later, Jean and David Thames had just finished a fiery sexual coupling, and both lay on their backs satiated and resting while looking at the slowly turning Casablanca fan blades above their round bed. Neither spoke. It was spring. He was simply enjoying the moment while she was deep in thought.
David Thames, Jean's husband, sold his first used automobile at 14 years old while working on his Dad's used car lot. At 32 today he owned three new car dealerships that were his personal startups. Most days were work days and were about 16 or 17 hours long. He then drove his luxury vehicle home and parked in one of their four-car garage spaces. Sometimes he would park beside the car owned by the children's live-in Nanny and often his sometimes work-at-home wife's car would be in the garage as well. David was driven to succeed, and his picture had appeared twice in a local business glossy magazine as 'Man of the Month.' He gave generously to local non-profits and newspaper columnists referred to him simply as a 'community-minded man' - though his dealerships' competitors often argued that he was generous because he could sell more cars that way.
After resting beside her husband, Jean said, "Darling, there is a black-tie awards banquet underwritten by the Red Arrow Foundation next Friday night. The other organization, of which Horizon Motors is a sustaining member, will also be among those honored. Your volunteer wife is amongst those to be honored as well for my community service work. I ask that you attend with me. Our chairs are at the head table along with other sustaining donor corporations. I sure would like my handsome husband to be at my side. Would you go and be by my side?"
David said, "Not again, Jean. What is wrong with sending my sales manager. He loves the pageantry and the dinners and you know they bore me - although I do love to go places displaying my beautiful wife on my arm? Let me check my day planner tomorrow and let you know."
Jean said after carefully rehearsing her statement, "It's important because several non-profits will be there who do not already use 'Perfect Documents.'"
"What? Oh yeah. You told me something about that, but I forgot the details. Refresh my memory, will you?"
"You remember, John Harris's organization teaches and edits and coach's non-profits submitting Grant Requests to funding agencies including the small Funding group where Horizon Motors is a sustaining contributor."
David lost interest in the topic and said, "I would love to be seen at the banquet with my Number Ten wife at my side." She turned over and proceeded to get David hard again.
On the night of the banquet, David and Jean stood at the hotel's cash bar outside the Banquet Hall. David said to his stunning wife, "You are easily the most beautiful woman in the building."
