Yes, money became the issue that forced my wife and me apart. Infidelity did not bother me, as I benefited from her sexual adventures. They aroused me. I felt no need to have an affair with another woman, but I could no longer tolerate living on the financial edge. We tried "living together" with me handling the money, but it drove her crazy. If she could not control the checkbook, then she wanted out. Ellie had sold her business when the economy took a down turn, and she was now working as a temp for various technical companies in our area.
We knew the time had come to separate, but Ellie asked me to wait six months—until school was out for the kids. That way, we could help them adjust to the separation. I later figured out that Ellie was afraid to go out and live on her own. She wanted the financial stability that I provided, but she did not want me to manage the money. She had to have whatever she wanted whether or not we had the resources. She figured she could use my thrill of her sexual adventures and my sexual needs to keep me around as long as possible.
Ellie bought a red lace bustier, red silk stockings, and red high heels to surprise me that Christmas. She agreed, the first time that she modeled for me, that the outfit looked sexier without panties. The lace cups could be worn covering her breasts or folded under like a shelf bra to push her tits upright allowing her hard nipples to point outwards. Naturally, I loved the latter effect and look. She would dress in the outfit for a late night session of foreplay and sex after the kids had gone to bed. I enjoyed the sex play, and we were still living together, so I was not going to pass on sex when she was in the mood. I think we had sex more frequently after we agreed to separate than we did at any other point in our married lives.
I knew that Ellie would have to be able to support herself, so I convinced her to buy an elegant red dress for work. It buttoned up the front. The reds of her new lingerie and dress matched, so I persuaded her to wear the bustier under her dress for work. I watched her pull on the panties the first time she dressed that way. "No panties," I said. "And keep the bra cups folded under."
"But you know my boss has already made a pass at me," Ellie complained. She was working as a temp assistant to a high tech company VP. "He has me shadow him every day. He takes me to lunch with our customers. He has me work along side him in his office, often with the door shut."
"Yes," I replied. "And you want full-time work, and you did say he is attractive despite being fifteen years older than us."
Ellie sighed, "I'll know how exposed I am."
"Yes," I replied, "and that will keep you edgy and aroused all day. Just let whatever happens happen."
Ellie complained that she didn't have a slip that matched the outfit. "No slip; no slips with any of your outfits anymore" I ordered. "You are beginning a new, sexier work life—more confident, more aggressive, ready to demand respect and ready to reward those who reward you."
"You want me to seduce my workmates?" Elie asked, and then she smiled. "I suppose that would be fun. I'm only a temp, and the job ends in a few weeks. If they like this new me, they just might keep me on. And, I do like feeling sexy."
I left for work before her. She called me later that morning to tell me that she discovered that if she left the bottom two buttons undone, the dress would drape open when she sat and crossed her legs. Leaving the top two buttons undone exposed the tops of her breasts when she leaned forward and threatened to expose her nipples if she leaned over when standing.
"I think my boss likes the look," she said. "He asked me to clear his schedule after lunch and book a couple of hours for the two of us to discuss a new project. He said he needs me to take notes, react to his ideas, and prepare a rough draft of his proposal. I'll be alone with him most of the afternoon."
I told her I could not wait until the evening to learn how her day had gone.
Ellie did not change when she got home. She took off her heels but remained in her work clothes until the kids had gone to bed. That night, she donned her heals, sat in a dining room chair, and began to tell her story:
" After beginning my day in the office, I realized that if I undid a third bottom button, my stocking tops showed and revealed that I was wearing garters instead of panty hose. It felt so sexy knowing a hint of bare thigh showed when I walked if anyone bothered to notice. When I sat in the chair next to my boss's desk and crossed my legs, the garter snap and my bare thighs showed. I simply draped my dress open so it lay flat in a "V" across my thighs. He noticed my change in dress immediately. As he dictated my tasks for the day and letters to type, I uncrossed my legs and re-crossed them over and over left and right. I did not know if he could see that I was not wearing panties, but it was very obvious to me. He beckoned for me to look at a chart on his desk, and I noticed him look down the front of my dress when I did so."
"After that, he had lots of charts and diagrams for me to study. I stood at a right angle and remained bent over for as long as I could. I did not look at myself, but I hoped he could see my nipples. They were so hard, and I was yearning for him to pinch them. You know how I like to have my nipples pinched. At some point, I undid the third button on the top, and then I was sure my breasts were exposed. I could feel his breath on my nipples. I was trying hard not to cum from the excitement of exposing myself to him."
"As lunch time neared, he told me to clear his calendar for the entire afternoon. I think I told you that he first asked for a couple of hours. Anyway, when we returned after lunch, he told me to tell the other office managers we were not to be disturbed and to lock his office door when I returned. I found myself blushing going around telling the other assistants that we were working on a special project and we were not to be disturbed. Some merely nodded that they understood, but others laughed. Two winked at me and said, 'Sure, okay.' "
"He motioned for me to take my seat after I locked the door. He told me that his previous assistant helped close the companies sales contracts, and if I thought I might be good at that, he would have a permanent position for me. 'What would that entail?' I asked him. He said I would be accompanying him to sales meetings. That would require travel, knowing our product, and making potential customers comfortable."
" What does that mean?" I asked.
"What you are thinking it means," Ellie replied. "Some of the assistants had already told me that my predecessor provided sexual favors for clients when needed. They implied that some of them had as well but were "retired" from providing that company service. I didn't believe it until today. It seems they have been working through temps trying to find a suitable replacement. My dress today convinced my boss I might be the one."
"So?" I wondered aloud.
Ellie continued on. "He asked me to stand and turn around slowly, so he could look at me. He asked me about you and if you were jealous. I told him we were having problems and that you had always wanted me to show myself off and sleep with other men. I told him I have been reluctant, but I was experimenting today. He asked me if I was excited knowing he had been checking me out. I told him I was. That's when he asked me to remove my dress. I hesitated and told him I was not wearing panties. I was embarrassed. He laughed and told me it was too late. He had already noticed even though he did not a get a good look. He said he wanted a good look now."
"What did you say?" I asked.
"Don't you mean to ask, 'What did I do?'" Ellie replied.
"I slowly unbuttoned my dress while staring into his eyes, daring him to look at me. When I finished, I allowed it to drape momentarily over my shoulders before letting it drop to the floor. He said nothing. He rose, walked around me, felt my breasts, ran his hand over my butt, ran his hand between my legs, and then played with my clit. I stood still and allowed him the intimacy. He asked if I was interested in becoming his assistant permanently. I would be on the payroll with full benefits."
"He laughed when I asked about the job description and pay. 'What you have been doing now, plus you will travel with me. You will help me sell our products to our clients. If they need a soft touch to convince them to sign, you will provide whatever services they desire. When not engaged with a client, you will be with me when we travel. I generally book a two-room suite or adjoining rooms when I travel. The second room is for you to service the client when required. Otherwise, we will spend our time together. On occasion, other VPs may request your presence, and you will make yourself available to them as well.'"
