Monday was a slow day and it was going to be a slow week. There were no weddings scheduled for the weekend and only three events were going to be held in the ballrooms or conference rooms. At ten Pam called her and invited her to lunch and at eleven-thirty she slid onto the seat across from Pam in the booth. After they had ordered Pam said:
"Well, we had our talk for all the good it did."
"That doesn't sound very encouraging."
"It isn't. He flat out told me he doesn't love me. He loves having sex with me, but he only married me because his father expected it of him. He was surprised when I told him that I married him because I loved him and not because of our parents grand dreams of a family and business merger.
"I asked him if there was any chance he could learn to love me and he said no. He told me that he was already in love with someone, but she was unobtainable because of the fact that she was already married and so was he. I pressed and found out that the object of his affections is none other than your friend Marci. In the end we agreed to keep up appearances and turn a blind eye towards each others affairs. I'm right back where I was before the wedding; in love with a guy who thinks of me as a sister. The only difference is that he apparently doesn't mind committing incest with me. He doesn't love me, but he loves fucking me. At least I'll have that much of him."
"What a mess. Oh God honey, I'm so sorry."
"Don't be Fran. Thanks to you we got it all out into the open. We both know each other a lot better now. If it hadn't been for you we would have gotten married and the ended up cheating on each other behind each others backs. This way we are together and have an open marriage and for me that is better than nothing. Plus, as long as we are married and living together I have the opportunity to work on him. I'm not going to give up Fran. I have half of him now and I'll work on getting to other half. You going to tell Marci?"
"Good God no! That would only mess things up even more."
She told Pam about how Marci felt about Bobby, "And if I told her what you just told me she would divorce her husband tomorrow and for what? You won't give him up because you love him and Bobby won't leave you because it would upset the merger apple cart and piss off his father and your father. Oh no Pam; if Marci ever finds out it won't be from me."
They finished lunch and she went back to her office. She felt bad for Pam and couldn't help but wonder if Pam and Bobby wouldn't have been better off if she had never gotten involved. She was sitting there wondering how things might have turned out had she not invited Pam to join them that first time when the telephone rang. It was Harvey. Jake was going to be offered his promotion to the Atlanta office on Wednesday. She thanked him for the heads up, made a phone call to her attorney and then went to Dan's office and let him know that she was taking the rest of the afternoon off and then said:
"If you can set me up for something tomorrow I would appreciate it. If not, can you keep yourself available?"
"What's up?"
"Tomorrow I need to feed Jake his first pussy full of another man's cum."
"What if he notices?"
"Won't matter. I'm serving him with divorce papers on Wednesday."
"You can forget about me setting you up with someone. I want to get in on this. We can do it just before you leave work so it will be nice and fresh."
She left work and stopped by her attorney's office and picked up a copy of the divorce paperwork and then she headed home. She had a nice dinner fixed and ready for him when Jake got home from work and she was so lovey-dovey that it was almost sickening.
When they went to bed Jake wanted to fool around, but she told him no.
"I have an appointment with my gynecologist tomorrow and I have to be really, really clean when I see him or (and she giggled) he sees me. I'll make it up to you tomorrow."
Most of Tuesday was spent in reviewing contracts and doing some preliminary work on events that would be taking place over the next few weeks. At 3 p.m. Dan called her and told her to meet him in room 719. She entered the room and found him already naked and lying on the bed. His erection was pointing up at the ceiling and as she closed the door behind her she said:
"Is that for me?"
Dan fucked her three times and they both would have liked to do it one more time, but she needed to be home when Jake got there so she got up and got dressed. She thanked Dan on behalf of Jake for the gift he was sending Jake and then hurried home.
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When Jake got home at six she was waiting for him in a black lace night gown and "come fuck me" pumps with four inch heels. Jake took one look at her and smiled.
"Dinner going to be a little late tonight?"
"If we even get to it."
She turned and walked to the bedroom and Jake followed. She moved to the bed, turned and slowly let the night gown slide off her shoulders. "You like?" she asked as she cupped her breasts in her hands.
"Do I ever!"
He stripped as she got on the bed and spread her legs wide. "Come on baby; turn me on the way I love."
Jake climbed on the bed and his mouth went straight to her pussy and the feeling that she had knowing that Jake would be sucking up Dan's cum was almost enough to give her an orgasm. Jake's tongue delved into her and her body shivered.
"Like that, do you?"
"Oh God yes baby, I love it when you eat me."
Jake went back to work on her pussy and it was a good two minutes before he raised his head up and looked at her.
"You taste funny and you are extremely wet."
"It is probably the douche making me taste different and I'm wet because I have been extremely horny for two days now."
"Douche? Why did you douche before making love?"
"The doctor shot me full of dye for one of the tests and then the nurse gave me the douche to get the dye out of me. I knew we would be making love so I asked the nurse about the douche and she told me that some men like the taste of it. She told me her husband loved the added flavor. What's wrong baby; is it upsetting you?"
"No. It is just that you taste different and I wondered about it."
"Well honey; if it bothers you, you don't have to do it."
