The Fall Pt 02 1

Cyd was full of herself that night at home. She could not wait to tell John all about her first day and her new office. Also the fact that she was going to be earning her own money for the first time in getting on for twenty years.

She had been on the phone to Marjory for 45 minutes singing the praises her boyfriend, her new boss.

"Oh Marge I can see what you see in him. He is such a nice man, all the girls at work adore him. He has given me my own personal assistant too......I know, I can't believe it either. I am on top of the world and its only been my first day!"

Cyd heard John's car pull into the driveway.

"Sorry Marge, gotta go John's just come home."

Cyd was so excited to tell him about her day that he had hardly got through the door before she was on him.

"Hang on, let me get in."

"John, John, what a day! My own office, P.A. Allowance, 50k!!........50k!!"

She flung her arms around him.

"Thank you so much for supporting me in this, I love you so much."

John could see how excited she was and how much this meant to her.

"Cyd, I love you too and I'll do all I can to help you."

He meant it too, he had not seen her this happy in years. At the dinner table his thoughts and opinions were slightly altered because it was Mark this, Mark that, every second sentence had his name involved somehow. He didn't show it to the best of his knowledge but he did feel a bit put out.

The next day Jenny had a few office furniture catalogues waiting on Cyd's desk for her.

Jenny was doing her best to become invaluable to her new boss and so far seemed to have it off pat. Along with the books there was a cream doughnut, a vanilla latte and all her new stationary.

The lift doors opened and Cyd walked out to be met by Jenny holding her appointments diary for her.

"Good morning Mrs Morris. I have all your new stationary waiting for your approval, here is your appointments for this afternoon with local events companies. I have kept your morning free for you to settle in properly ok?"

"Jenny, thank you. What would I do without you? and please its Cyd ok."

This was music to Jenny's ears.

"Mr Andrews is out of the office until this afternoon so I was thinking maybe we...you could go through what furniture you might like for your office?"

"Ok that sounds fun, any ideas?"

"Sorted, it's all on your desk."

Cyd sat at her desk flicking through the brochure's thinking this girl is seriously good, god only knows what she will be like in 5-10 years.

"Jenny would you come in please."

Jenny knocked and came into the office carrying her notepad and pen.

"What do you say we go do a bit of shopping this morning Jenny?"

"Where? I have all the brochures you could possibly need on your desk."

"Well I was thinking part of my office allowance could be spent on you. I was thinking Top-Shop or New-Look, let's get you some designer clothes. If you are going to be part of my team you need to look the part too."

"Really?"

"Yes, come on lets go."

They spent the whole morning shopping in all the designer shops they could find. Jenny was trying not to spend too much and Cyd was spending like it was her last day on Earth.

They arrived back at the office with 7-8 bags of new clothes and shoes. The receptionist smiled at them saying.

"Had a good time ladies?"

They laughed like schoolgirls giggling and sped along the foyer and into Cyd's office.

"Right, just back in time for my first appointment. Who do we have first on the list Jenny?"

"You have 30 minutes and it's a Miss Jean Samuels. She runs an events company that an awful lot of local firms use for their Xmas parties."

The afternoon appointments went perfectly, Cyd now had an idea of the sort of things that were on offer and negotiated some pretty good deals that she could go to Mark with.

The day flew by and before she knew it, it was 4.30pm.

Buzz Buzz "Mrs Morris, Mr Andrews has asked could you pop in and see him before you go home this evening?"

"Ok thanks Jenny. You can go now too ok, go on get off and don't forget to take your new stuff with you."

"I will and thank you so much for today. You are the best boss I could have wished for, thank you."

Cyd smiled thinking to herself she is a great girl I have hit the jackpot with this job, and Jenny.

Knock. Knock.

"Come."

Mrs Delany led Cyd in.

"Mr Andrews, You wanted to see Mrs Morris."

"Hi Mark, you wanted me?"

"Yes come in Cyd, How has you first proper day gone? Well I hope."

"Honestly Mark it could not have gone better. I have researched a few venues and companies for bonding events and started on my furniture quest. This doesn't feel like work I am having a great time."

"Good. Perfect, and how are you finding young Jenny?"

"Oh Mark she is wonderful. A Lovely girl and so very helpful, where on earth did you find her?"

"She is the daughter of a friend of mine, I know she's only young and if you need someone more mature just say the word but I hope to mould her into a great asset to my company one day."

"Believe me she is already a great asset to you, wise beyond her years. She has been a godsend to help me over the last two days."

"Ah yes, that brings me to the reason I asked you in. Two days.....I know you and I agreed to part time but how do you feel now you have settled in? any different feeling now? Can I stretch you to 3-4?"

"I love this job so far and I know I can make a success of it, can I think about it overnight. I need to talk to my husband. I am not sure he would like it."

"Ok, I don't want to cause any problems at home for you especially on your first week. Let me know tomorrow how you got on. If you come in I take it he said yes, if not ring me ok."

Buzz. Buzz. "Joan would you come in here please."

"Yes Mr Morris?"

"Joan, can you sort an uber for Cyd please."

"Yes Sir."

"I hope to see you tomorrow Cyd, but for now good night."

Cyd returned to her office and collected her things to leave. As she came out of her office she saw Joan walk into Marks office and close the door, she heard the door lock. Strange?

She thought, as she waited for the lift she heard SLAP followed by a groan. The floor was empty by now and everyone had gone home. She held her breath and listened straining her ears for more.

The lift arrived at her floor, she stepped inside thinking she must've imagined it. She held the door and waited for 10 more seconds, nothing.

Just as the lift door was closing she heard it again,

SLAP. SLAP. SLAP. The door closed.

"What the fuck!" she whispered to herself as she tried in vain to hold the door. The lift made its descent to the main foyer and she stepped out.

The receptionist said.

"Goodnight Miss Morris."

"Goodnight." She replied feeling a bit flustered.

Cyd sat silent in her uber all the way home thinking over what she had witnessed.

She hadn't really witnessed anything, was it her imagination? It might have a perfectly reasonable explanation. The slapping sound, the groaning? Her imagination was running overtime, she was getting wet between her legs, very wet indeed.

She sat on the back seat of the car unconsciously squeezing her thighs together, she was very turned on at her thoughts of what was going on behind that door.

What were they doing in there? Should she tell Marge what she heard? but did she actually hear anything?

She had to convince John that she needed to take on a bit more than part time now. She had to find out what was going on between Mark and Joan.

That evening after the kids were tucked up out of the way they were watching a new Netflix movie on tv. It was a bit steamy about a wife cuckolding her husband and after what had been going on in her head all evening Cyd found herself getting more and more turned on.

She laid herself down on the sofa with her feet over John's lap, to her surprise she felt his cock was hard. She rubbed her toes into his groin area as they watched the steamy scenes on the tv.

John adjusted himself a bit to get more comfortable,

"You like this film?" he asked her.

"It's ok."

"Well it looks like you like it because your hand is busy in your lap and your feet are busy in my lap."

"Well t's ok I spose"

she smiled back and dug her feet into John's lap a little harder trying to use her womanly wiles to her advantage.

"John, I was thinking......how would you feel if I did three or four days a week instead of the two we agreed on?"

"Do we need to talk about work right now?"

"Well I was just thinking how much I absolutely love what I am doing and to be honest, I think I can really do this job well but I need to give it just a little more of my time. I promise it would not affect us or the kids and I'll only be sitting indoors alone if I don't."

She twisted her foot into the waistband of John's pyjama bottoms and rubbed the sole of her foot over his hard cock.

John rubbed his hand up and down her outstretched leg.

"We'll see, we did agree on two days though."

"I know but I really think I can be successful doing this if I gave it my all."

She rubbed her dainty toes into his cockhead as she spoke knowing too well the effect it was having on her husband.

John leaned over and ran his hand a little higher up to the top of her leg, he ran his fingers under the gusset of her panties and stroked gently.

Cyd sat up and they kissed. Gently at first then gradually with more passion. She had lost grip with her foot by now and had replaced it with her hand. John pushed her backwards and moved over her body. He positioned himself on top of her and he sucked her tongue into his mouth as he removed her panties. She tugged at his pyjamas till they were at his knees and he slid into her body easily.

Cyd gasped as John's hard as steel cock drove into her. Their tongues and mouths danced with each other's as he fucked her. The sounds of their lovemaking got louder as they fucked each other.

The day'sevents took over her quickly and she orgasmed within a minute of his cock entering her. She dug her nails into John's shoulder as she clung to him while the sensations of her cum flooded her body. She felt his cock pumping in and out of her as his hips thrust her towards the edge of the sofa. She held on for dear life as he fucked her.

This spurred John on to fuck her harder, he felt the stirrings in his balls and legs as he neared his own climax. Cyd snaked her tongue into his ear and whispered.

"Cum in me, fuck me hard, cum for me."

He spurted his hot sperm into her as she came yet again so soon after her last orgasm. This was the first time ever she had come like this twice in succession.

John lay on top of her holding her close while they both came down from their highs.

"My god I needed that." Cyd whispered as she licked at his ear.

"Was this to get me to agree to an extra day?"

"No, how could you say such a thing?"

She looked into John's eyes,

"I love you John."

"I love you too."

"Ok.....you have your extra day but that's it ok, one more day no more, that's it."

They went to bed both tired and fell into a deep sleep in each other's arms.

The next morning Steph could hardly wait to get into the office. She was totally distracted by her thoughts. She made John a coffee but forgot the sugar, got the kids bookbags mixed up, put jam on the plain bread instead of the toast.

"Shit, shit. What am I doing? C'mon girl get a grip of things"

She felt John's arms around her waist.

"What's up Steph? Get a grip of what?"

"Oh, oh nothing, just going bloody mad!."

"Ok just as long as you're not under pressure with this new job?"

"No, no, nothing like that, I'm fine. She smiled at her husband and kissed him to reassure him.

"Good morning Mrs Morris.... sorry, Cyd"

Jenny was looking fab in one of her new outfits.

"I wasn't expecting you in today sorry, you have caught me unprepared."

But within 2 minutes she had a latte in one hand, a notepad and pen in the other, she handed the latte to Cyd saying.

"I thought you were only down for two days a week?"

Cyd cheerily replied

"You have my company for one more day."

"That's great we have the rest of your new furniture and a couple of laptops coming today. I was going to set up your office over the next day or two but as your here you can tell the boys where to put it all."

Mrs Delany exited the lift and saw them,

"I thought you were off today?"

"Nope, I'm a three day week girl now."

"Mr Andrews will be pleased."

She smiled at the pair and strolled into the bosses office.

Jenny whispered.

"She may be 50 but she looks incredible doesn't she. She can be a pain in the ass but she oozes class and sophistication. I would kill to look like that at her age."

Cyd had to agree, Joan was the perfect example of a very sexy, classy woman who knew it and how to use it.

Cyd put to the back of her mind all the events of the previous day and got stuck into her own. She wanted to try to get some kind of presentation to show to Mark today.

Knock, Knock. Jenny came into her office with all the facts and figures from the event companies of the previous day and placed them on Cyd's desk.

"Mr Andrews asked can you call into his office this morning as near to eleven as you could please. He has one or two things to go over with you."

"Ok, let him know I'll be there."

She looked at her desktop clock 10.56am, picked up an armful of papers with the numbers she needed to show her boss. She walked the short distance to his office, Joan was not at her station so she knocked at Mark's office door.

No answer, she knocked again and heard movement from inside. She waited a few seconds and knocked a third time. Still nothing, Cyd opened Mark's door and walked in, she stopped dead in her tracks.

Mrs Delany was bent over the desk, her panties around her right ankle. Her skirt raised above her waist, her perfect legs apart and straight balanced on her black 5 inch heels.

Mark was beside her caressing her buttocks and pulling them apart to show her pink lips and rose bud.

All this took a mere second or two to take in for Cyd but time seemed to slow as she took in the sight. She came out of her shocked state and started to move groping behind her for the door handle.

Joan made to rise from the desk.

"STAY WHERE YOU ARE!"

Both women froze. Cyd thought he was talking to her, Joan assumed it was aimed at her.

Mark pushed Joan back down and smacked her bare ass cheek while looking at Cyd straight in the eyes smiling.

Cyd stood frozen to the spot staring at the obscene sight unfolding in front of her eyes. She held the paperwork up to her blouse as her heart beat out of her chest but stayed rooted to the spot.

A red palmprint began to appear on Joan's ass when Mark slapped her again, harder this time Joan jumped as it landed and she groaned.

He looked at Cyd as he licked his finger and traced between Joan's pussy lips. He slid his finger to the first knuckle into her tight ass.

Cyd dropped some of her paperwork and flustered tried to pick it up and escape the room. She spun on her heels and stumbled as she exited the room as fast as her legs could carry her. She shut the door quietly behind her and made for the relative safety of her office.

"FUCK. FUCK"

"FUUUUUCK!"

She slumped against her door stunned and slid to the floor. She still held on to her paperwork so tightly as if it was a life raft and she was in danger of drowning.

She kicked off her shoes and sat there for a few minutes that felt like hours.

"How fucking dare he!"

She needed to get out of there but was afraid to open her office door. She stood after a while and reached for her jacket, slipped on her heels and peeked out slowly pulling her door open.

The coast was clear so she made a dash for the lifts. Her heart was beating so loudly in her ears it was deafening. She made the lift without bumping into anyone thank god, level 3-4-5, the lift took an eternity to reach 7.

PING. The doors opened and she dived in. The main foyer had gentle music flowing through the overhead speakers. All was serene and peaceful.

"FUCK, my keys, FUCK, FUCK!"

She just couldn't go back up there at the moment so called for a cab and worried about the keys another time.

They had a keylock hidden in one of their outbuildings to one side of the property so she had a way in to her house. She got through her front door and burst into tears.

"Fuck him, how dare he do that in front of me, how dare he do that to Marge!"

It was 1pm and she was on her own in her thoughts for 2-3 hours before the kids came home.

She sat at the kitchen table and closed her eyes but the image of Joan bent over that desk being spanked kept popping into her head.

The way Mark had looked her straight in the eyes as he fondled her.

She didn't realise it but her left hand had cupped her breast and her fingers were snaking their way into her panties.

"FUCK, STOP IT!"

She could see the way Mark had looked at her with pure lust in his eyes. AT HER.

She pictured herself over that desk. Before she knew it her fingers were fiddling with her clitoris inside her panties as she fondled her nipples. She exploded with a massive orgasm at her kitchen table.

She immediately felt guilt, she had been thinking of Mark taking HER like that. She WANTED Mark to take her like that where did THAT come from.

She loved John down to her very sole but Marks face kept coming into her head spanking her. How can she be thinking like this about another man?

She knew right then she had to tell Marge about him but how on earth could she tell her?

It was obvious her job was done and dusted, she could never go back there now. What would she tell John? How could she say how great the job was one day and say she had resigned the next? John would rip Marks head off if she told him the truth.

She busied herself with preparing dinner before the kids came home to keep her mind off the situation when the doorbell chimed.

Cyd made her way to the front door and stopped in her tracks. Through the glass panel at the side of her front door she saw Joan holding up her set of keys. Again she stood frozen to the spot, they had made eye contact so she couldn't pretend she wasn't in.

Joan knocked on the glass panel looking at Cyd.

Cyd slowly opened the door.

"Hello Stephany, your keys."

"Erm, Hello."

"Can I come in?"

"I'd rather you didn't."

"Please Stephany, we need to talk."

Cyd relented and opened the door wide and invited her in.

"Five minutes no more, my kids will be home soon."

"Thank you."

They made their way into the lounge where Joan sat across from Cyd, crossed her ankles and clenched her hands in her lap. She looked meek, nothing like the domineering woman she knew from the office.

"Where do I start."

"Firstly I am very sorry you saw what you did. I had no idea Mark had set you up for that, not that he would've let me do much about it anyway. We have an understanding. He gives me what I need......it's hard to say this to you but.....I am his sub. Mark is my dominant."

"I have been told to come here and tell you, as you know I have worked with Mark for a long time. We know each other's secrets and lies. We gradually moved into this.....relationship over time."

"I know Mark see's other women, but I love him."

Cyd sat there stunned.

"I have been asked to tell you take the weekend to process it all and PLEASE come back Monday."

"Mark knows he has pushed you into a corner you are uncomfortable with, and with what happened he could not come here himself. Please consider coming back next week. Please."

Cyd sat there silent actually feeling sorry for the woman in front of her.

"He had no right to do that to you in front of me! He smiled at me, he fucking smiled at me!"