( Last Para for continuity) Once again, Anne had made decisions committing us to activities that I had had no say in. I could not be angry with her about this decision though, I found the idea of having her helpless in those stocks very appealing at that moment. We returned upstairs and Judy made some coffee and we made arrangements to return the following weekend.
When we got home and in the door, Anne turned and threw herself at me, kissing me and trying to get my jacket off at the same time. For my part, I was extremely horny, we had not made love in weeks and the images of Anne in those stocks inflamed my ardour. Our clothes came off as we climbed the stairs and we were both naked by the time we reached the bedroom.
The first time was not making love! It was straight forward rutting as I forced my erection as deep into her pussy as I could reach. It was at no discomfort to Anne as she was sopping wet and ready to eagerly to receive everything I had. We pounded at each other until we both reached our orgasms at the same time, not something that happened very often. Usually I would finish first and had to finish Anne by hand or mouth, I was getting used to going down on her after sex.
The second time was a slow leisurely fuck and this was more like the real thing. We both took the time to ensure we made the experience pleasurable for each other.
Afterwards as we lay there talking, she asked, "What do you think about trying out Judy and Peter's scene? I'm sorry I never asked you if you were OK with before accepting, but you appeared very interested at the time."
"I'm don't want to go there at all. I don't want to be the dominant one. The thought of causing you pain, even if you were to derive some pleasure from it, does not appeal to me. I certainly don't want to be the submissive, I don't fancy the stocks bit at all." I replied.
She said, "Don't you trust me? How about we try taking turn about and see which of us gets the biggest kick out of it?
I thought about this for a couple of minutes and said, "No! I do not want to go down that particular route. If you want to go there next week for the research purposes, that's one thing, but taking an active role is a non-starter. I do not want any participation from either of us!"
"That's OK then. Trust me and leave the arrangements to me. I have Judy's number and I'll sound her out about how far they are prepared to go and what the boundaries are."
So we left it at that and I for one slept better that night than I had in along time.
The weekend was devoted to the garden and getting ready for our holiday, now only a fortnight away. Anne and I had sex each night but I felt there was something missing but could not put my finger on it. I felt that just maybe our troubles though not over may be on the mend.
Life returned to normal, the school run, the domestic chores and of course the Wednesday 'Harem' get together. I had told the girls about Anne's alternate names for the group and they were amused with either term. In parallel with the usual domestic issues, I completed the database format for 'Sam's Project' and went to see him. He was delighted when I explained how the system worked and asked if I could start populating the database with real data using his current stock. This was a bit more than I had expected and I told him he could get a temp into do the donkey work and that I was willing to train him or her on the system. I told him a temp would be cheaper to employ than me and he agreed that that made sense.
Before I left he said, "Look, you were savvy enough to sus out that not every transaction in this business is necessarily put through the books accurately, can you set up a second database with the real data?"
I told him I could and that once all the data had been inputted into the present database, I would set up the other 'B' Model with the 'corrected' figures. I cautioned him that the 'B' model must never be stored on the office computer and that it would be better to keep it on a memory stick. He asked several pertinent questions about what he needed and I advised him to find somewhere secure to keep the memory stick, somewhere handy but easily accessible.
It was a couple of days later when he called and said he had found a girl to do the data entry and that she was ready to start work the following day. I went round the next morning and was introduced to a stunning girl. She was every man's wet dream, five foot four in height with a figure that Miss World contestants would die for. Before I could get my eyes properly focussed, Sam told me her name was Simone and that she was his daughter. He had prepared all the paperwork relating to his current stock and left us to it. She explained that she had been looking for a summer job, but did not fancy working directly for her Dad in the Car Sales business, but that this role looked like something she would enjoy. It suited her that it was short term as she was going back to school after the summer holidays to do her 'A' Levels and Maths coupled with business studies as her chosen subjects.
She was a quick learner and was soon busy entering the data. She paused occasionally to ask the odd pertinent question about why this field or that and readily accepted my answer. I left her to it and went to find Sam. He was standing with a dark skinned man and I took him to be a customer, so I paused but when Sam saw my hesitation he called me over. He introduced me to his associate and said that Andrew owned several night clubs and that he might have some more business for me. Sam left us to talk and I found Andrew to be a likeable and easily approachable guy. After a short while I found my self agreeing to fulfil his accountancy requirements.
We set up an initial appointment and before he departed I asked. "Why did you decide to ask me to be your accountant?"
He smiled and said. "Sam recommended you and said you knew how to be discrete. In my business, I also have many cash transactions and while I pay my taxes like everyone else, I don't want to pay more than I need to, if you get my meaning?"
I smiled and assured him that discretion was my forte.
