Over the following week, I really hadn't been able to get the night of the company party out of my mind. This was the night that I had been enlisted to help Jody to cuckold her husband Eric. It is a night I think of regularly still to this day.
I was out of the office for a week after that night on a combination work/family visit trip. I did have occasion to speak with her on the phone regarding some pressing work items. I remember really wanted to bring it up, but she was all business.
Did I have misgivings about what had transpired? Yes. Did I worry about how it might affect our working relationship? Yes. Had I been re-living every moment, and fantasizing about it recurring? Absolutely.
When I returned to the office I was in early doing some catching up. I happened to be in the common area when Jody came in the front door. I noticed her right away. She seemed on top of the world.
She saw me, caught my eye and I'm pretty sure there was a twinkle there that made me catch my breath. Wasn't there?
"Hi Dave, how was the trip?" she spoke as she walked by, not even breaking stride.
"Productive," I responded, "but we've got some follow up to do."
"Sounds good" I heard as I watched her stepping away. I couldn't help but admire the swing of her hips as she disappeared into her office. I definitely had a new appreciation for her.
I regained myself and focused on work. There really was a bunch of follow up after my trip. I had met with a company that could well become one of our biggest clients if we played our cards right. We had several exchanges of emails and messages regarding the potential client. No indication of anything but business.
I was back at my desk, focused Jody stepped in carrying a fresh cup of coffee that she placed on my desk. She sat down, crossing her legs at the knee. I leaned back, taking a sip, doing my best not to ogle, though mentally I was already back in that hotel room. We talked about the client a bit, discussing strategy.
After a beat or two of silence, she says "I just want you to know, things won't change here." She was speaking low now, looking at me, a bit of a question in her statement.
I looked back at her. I nodded, though I'm sure she noticed me taking in the curve of her calf. I remained quiet, willing to let her talk. I could tell she had more on her mind.
"You've got nothing to worry about from me." I said, "It was a magical night for me honestly."
She listened, and seems to have settled her doubts a bit. She continued, "I do have to tell you, Eric and I have had more sex in the last week than in the whole last two years."
I was smiling now. I had really been hoping this wouldn't make things awkward at the office. But I was also relishing the possibilities. "That's very good to hear" I responded, then adding, "I will say I was a bit worried how that part was going to play out."
"He heard everything, he couldn't get enough that night of me after you left. I don't think we slept more than an hour or two the whole night. "
"That's a good man you have there." I said, not adding the fact that I knew exactly what he had heard that night. Hell, I had been replaying every moment and sometimes found myself masturbating at the memory.
"So he still doesn't know that I realize he was fully aware of my... time with you?" I queried.
"Not at all, I still don't understand it really, I mean why it would have that effect on him." She paused, thinking, then added "me being with you I mean?" "It makes no sense, but... I actually think he enjoyed it every bit as much as I did."
"I can't answer for him, but I do get it." I looked directly into her eyes. "It's a fantasy that I had many times back when I was married."
She was very interested in this revelation. Asking questions. We spoke back and forth like that for a bit. She was trying to understand, initially concerned he was looking for some justification to have his own affair. She seemed comfortable talking with me about it. Somehow I felt safe I guess. She was obviously happy at the newfound enthusiasm he had for her. I suppose she was reassured a bit, still getting her head around it all.
That was pretty much it that day, and for the following few days. We all were busy with our work. Maybe my imagination but Jody did seem to have a bit more bounce in her step than usual, was being a bit more sociable in general, maybe more confident even. She was always quick with one for me.
It was that Friday when it came up again. I was at the coffee maker late morning, a fair bet for anyone looking to find me when I'm not in my office. I felt someone step near behind me
"He asked if you've been coming on to me." I heard.
I turned to look at her. She looked radiant in a dress that really flattered her. I could see the question in her eyes, maybe some concern? There was no one around. I know she saw the catch in my breath.
