The Perfect Wife Chapter 5
Burn the Bitch
Four Months Later.
"Yes, Mom, that sounds like fun. I wish I could too. Talk to you later. Tell Dad I said hi." Robert sat at the kitchen table and peered over the top of his paper as Rebecca hung up the phone.
Robert asked, "What's going on? What sounds like fun?"
"It's Earth Day next weekend. Mom and Dad throw a big get-together with all their group. You know the group." Raising her eyelids to Robert.
"It's held up at the lodge every year. They have a BBQ, and it is supposed to be the party of the year. And around 100 couples show up."
Robert nervously asked, "Have you ever attended?"
"No. I was too young until I went off to college. I grew up with most of those people and never wanted to swing with them anyway. Besides, my parents never invited me."
"The event had already occurred the year I graduated, so I never attended one. And if I remember correctly, that year, I met a dashing young man who took me away from all that."
Robert looked into her eyes and asked, "Do you want to go? I trust you not to do anything."
"No, Honey, that would kill you inside. From the moment I walked out the door to I walked back into this house, it would drive you crazy. Believe it or not, I have no illusions of something stupid happening. And it's not worth the risk.
"Robert did ever notice since we've been together, we've never stayed until the Peach dropped at midnight on New Year's.
"I'd always whispered something that I'd like to do to you in a whisper. I would tell my family one of the kids was sick. They never argued or questioned why we were leaving. They always said they felt bad for us and told us to drive home carefully."
Robert sat shaking his head. "I'm clueless."
"Robert, you're not clueless. That kind of thing happening never occurred to you."
Robert sighed, "I feel terrible for keeping you away from your family. But you're right, I would go insane. Speaking of doing devious things," he wiggled his eyelids.
I didn't mention anything about doing devious things."
Robert grabbed her pulling him into his arms, and said, "Does it matter?"
Xxxx
Tuesday, Robert was at his desk on the phone when Rebecca walked in and locked the door. She glided over to where he was sitting, dropped to her knees, and started unzipping his trousers.
Robert tried to interrupt his conversation, "Hey, I've got to go, Brock. I'll have my guys on it now. Give them a month to get everything in place. I'll talk to you again in about two weeks.
I'm looking forward to you taking over as our National Sales Manager. I'll talk to you later, bye."
Robert sat back, waiting for Rebecca to remove her mouth. She separated her lips from his swollen member and looked him in the eyes.
"No, Rebecca, Just No. Whatever it is, NO!"
"You don't even know what I'm going to ask, Dear. And besides, you know a great negotiator never considers the first no. It's just a starting point for hammering out the little details."
Robert chuckled, "This isn't negotiating in good faith. I can't negotiate when you have my balls in your hands."
"He was on the verge of coming, and she suddenly stopped. He moaned, "You bitch! Take the whole damn business; it's yours." She chuckled and went back down until his eyes rolled back in his head.
She giggled and zipped him up, then sat on his lap, placing her arms around his neck and hugging him.
Robert slowly returned to his senses and said, "You know you just blew your advantage over me. Or should I say, it sucked away your advantage. What is it this time, dear?"
"I talked to Mother about an hour ago. She and my father called all our friends. And they made some rule changes to their Earth Day party and would like us to attend." Robert raised his eyebrows, wondering what was about to hit him in the face.
"There will be no nudity till after six and only inside. Any touchy feeling must take place inside—also, no displays of affection around us unless it is with their own spouse.
"Everyone would love us to attend, but they know we're off limits. When 6 o'clock comes, we'll say our goodnights and go to the cabin at the far end of the compound for the evening. The cabins are fully stocked with snacks and drinks, so we wouldn't have to come out till noon the next day. By that time, everyone will be gone.
"By staying the night, we can drink without worrying about getting DWI. But you have to know the cat is out of the bag. My sisters and Laura and Mandy will be teasing you mercilessly."
Robert smiled, "I always wonder why they never seemed to flirt with me as much as they did with Alan and Greg or your brothers. Now I know why."
Rebecca saw a dark cloud come over Robert's face and asked, "What s the matter, Honey? We won't go if you're worried about something."
"Am I so old fashion about this? I just don't understand a man allowing his wife to be with another man. One moment I understand it's sex. But next, it pisses me off."
"No, Robert, you're not. You are trying to use logic in an emotionally charged and biologically driven situation. That's why I will never allow you to be put into that position, nor will my family.
"When you get sexually aroused, your logic turns off until your sexual appetite has been fulfilled. And then guilt hits you when your logic retakes root. And that's when it will destroy us.
"Let's take me out of the equation for a minute. Your guilt would destroy us just the same. You'd never forgive yourself, and your pain would become unbearable for you to live with.
"Your job is to protect our family physically and financially. My job as your wife is to protect you emotionally. And with that charge, I will never fail you, Robert."
"Take some time and think about it. Also, I'm horny," standing up, she pulled up her dress to her waist. She pushed the papers away from his work surface and plopped her tight ass down in front of him.
She reached over and opened both drawers on the side of his desk, spreading her legs out, and rested her feet inside each one. She smiled and said, "Your turn."
Xxxx
Robert and Rebecca pulled into the parking circle, already filling up with cars for the day's festivities. They stopped at the back gate, looking at each other.
Rebecca turned to Robert and asked, "Are you sure?" He nodded yes after taking a deep breath.
Giving him a soft smile and telling him, "I know you're uncomfortable with this. At any time it becomes overwhelming, you let me know, and we'll leave, ok."
"Ok," he replied.
After they walked through the door, the place went quiet. Morgan rushed over and hugged them both, "Robert, we're glad two could make it. The bars over there and get what you want."
Robert hugged her back. "Thanks," he replied. "But I'm going to stick to 3.2 today. It's been a long time since I've had a drink, and I need to keep my wits about me. I don't want to get into trouble with all the beautiful women running around." Winking at Morgan.
"Be careful big boy; you're swimming with the sharks." She giggled.
Rebecca took his arm and led him away, "You sit over there by the pool. If you don't, your ankle will start hurting, you. I'll get one of the guys to bring you a beer. And make sure you stay under the umbrella and out of the sun. I don't want you to get fried today; I have plans for you later tonight."
With a sly grin," I'm going inside and put my new suit on for you that I bought just for you." Robert tipped his glasses, wondering what the hell he was in for.
Robert sat back in the recliner. "Hey Robert," the chorus chanted out, "Great to see you, good buddy," said James.
"Here's your beer," Greg said, "Handing a cold Michelob light to him."
Pete said, "Ouch looking at the scar around Robert's ankle. Man, that had to hurt.
Robert chuckled, "Yep, only when I sit or walk on it. Oh, by the way, we're getting rain tomorrow." Everybody nodded their head, understanding what he implied.
James jumped in. "I know we give you shit, Robert. But thanks for working it out with Becky. We all appreciate you forgiving her. I remember the Sunday after you
fascinated
her. We so abused her over that. But we all knew she was in love with you then. But you know. She's our favorite toy; it was just too much fun to let it slide."
"All right, guys," said Alan. "We've been tasked with handling the grill duty. If you need anything, Robert, let us know."
Robert settled in and hid his roaming eyes with his mirror sunglasses. He glanced around at all the women in their scantily clad bodies in their bathing suits. What he found intriguing was they were all wearing 3- and 4-inch heels.
After a few minutes, he felt the air cool slightly, and giggling surrounded him. "Hello, Robert," cooed the voice. Before opening his eyes, he knew it was Beth. It was confirmed when the eyes slowly parted. At that point, he realized that Morgan wasn't kidding. The slut sharks were circling in for the kill.
Laura smiled and touched his arm. "We thought we'd all come over and thank you personally for coming. We thought we'd take turns rubbing suntan lotion on you as a treat." He looked and saw each one squirting the lotion in their hands.
He was terrified and couldn't speak. Kim said, "We drew straws, and I get to give you a very special message. It is called a happy-ending massage. "
"Besides Robert," smirked Beth. "You've seen mine up close and personal. I should get a close-up look at yours," opening her mouth, then licking her lips seductively.
Robert was trying to move away as they moved closer. Then his savior appeared, "You sluts, back, back, get away from him," came a thundering roar. The only person that makes him happy is me," snarled Rebecca.
All the girls laughed. Beth said, "Welcome to the party, "If you change your mind, you know where we are. See you later, sis," as they walked away.
Suddenly, a loud cat-call whistled out around the pool, "Wow! Sis, you look great," James yelled.
"Yeah, I agree," came from different voices surrounding the pool.
Robert finally looked at Rebecca in her new one-piece suit. It was a fluorescent orange one-piece suit, With a V-split below her belly button. Her breast spilled out each side of the straps that made up the V part of the suit.
It was cut high up her round ass and thighs, and she topped it off with 4-inch heel white ankle strapped shoes.
Rebecca asked nervously, "Robert, do you like how I look? I'll take it off and change into another one I brought that is less revealing if I'm embarrassing you."
