(Hopefully you enjoy this next chapter. Make sure you read the others, the cast of characters is getting large. In this one, we get to see more of the slutty office co-worker Diane. Also, Debbie's life gets pretty interesting pretty quickly.)
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The next day things got even better at work. Diane wore a more revealing outfit than normal. Her cleavage was again displayed but this time her skirt was also very short and flirted with revealing her ass when she walked. When I went to lunch, she hopped up from her desk and followed me to the elevator. Getting in with me she immediately came up to me and grabbed my hand. "Is that finger better?" she asked as she shoved it into her pussy. I couldn't believe how wet she was and she was clearly not wearing any panties which I imagine is what she wanted to show me. "Don't go to lunch. Just spend an hour doing this. My husband's at work and my house is close. Let me show you what I'll do that that wife of yours won't."
"Diane... " I said. I'd only planned on a quick lunch and I had a lot of work to do. My boss would eventually start thinking of me as the world's best employee but that might take awhile. "I fucked my wife in the ass last night while she ate a girl out." Okay, okay... That was a couple weeks ago but the point was there to make.
Diane just stood there and stared at me and I pulled my finger out. I gave it a suggestive lick as the elevator door opened leaving her standing there dumbfounded while I walked to my car. I planned on letting her simmer for awhile, curious as to what she'd come up with. Denying her was ramping her up and I wanted to enjoy it when she burst.
I grabbed a quick bite to eat and returned to the office. Diane was obviously not ready to take "No" for an answer. There was a folder on my chair and in it was a black and white picture of her, completely naked. She was as gorgeous as I had imagined. I quickly shredded the picture, however. I planned on getting pictures and video a lot better then a grainy black and white. But I figured this was a good chance to try to prod her a little more. I picked up the phone and dialed her extension, "Diane, can you come in here please?" 15 seconds later she was striding into my office. "Shut the door please," she closed the door with a smug look. She clearly thought she was winning. "Let me show you something," I said and opened up my Gmail account. I clicked on my starred emails and up popped a long list of emails from Kay. Many of them had very explicit headers. I picked one, however, that seemed to be innocuous, "Something for you," it said. Up popped a picture of my wife (post tattoo and bleach job). She was bent over with her hands cuffed behind her back and a dildo sticking out of both holes.
Turning back to Diane, she was standing there staring. "You see Diane. My wife tries very hard to keep me satisfied." Diane shook herself out of her daze and walked out without saying a word. I glanced through a couple other pictures of my wife before getting back to work. There was a consulting job coming up that would be a perfect chance to take things up a notch with Diane. I went down to my boss's office. "Are you still looking for someone to go with me to Miami?"
"Yeah... We've got several people in the office that can go... "
"Let's send Diane. You said you want some of the more junior people to get chances at this stuff. This should be pretty low key so it ought to be a good chance."
"That's a good idea. That'll keep the job cost down, too. I'll get it on the schedule. You're flying out tomorrow?"
"Yeah, just two nights so I'll be back Friday night if you need me." I had our secretary, Laura, make the travel plans and send Diane an email. I didn't want it coming from me because I didn't want her to know how eager I really was. I finished up my work for the day and went home. I was pretty satisfied with the work I'd done both professionally and personally that day. Diane was going to be all kinds of fun for the next two days. When I got home, Debbie's car was in the driveway. My dick got hard thinking about her and my wife going at it inside. However, when I opened the door, I was greeted by an entirely different site.
My wife was sitting on the couch getting yelled at by two girls while Debbie was crying. Kay was trying her best to stay calm but I could tell instantly that the berating had been going on for awhile and was nearing her limit. "What's going on here? Why are you screaming at my wife?" I yelled. I was pissed.
One of the girls broke off and came over to me, "Debbie got home last night and her clothes were ripped. She was a mess. We thought she'd been raped or something. When we asked her about it she said she'd been over here fucking you two!"
"So... " I said, playing dumb.
"Bullshit! Debbie wouldn't even think of that. She's the most innocent, naive person I've ever met," Debbie started sobbing again.
"See, now you've hurt her feelings," I said. "Look... what is it you're worried about?"
"We think you forced her to do it. Either you got her drunk or you blackmailed her. You did something." She was close to the truth and yet so far away. I had planned for something like this and had made a quick addition to the video from last night. I was pretty sure that one or both of Debbie's roommates would pull something like this. From what I'd heard from Debbie, they were pretty bossy and nosy and treated her like she was a little girl.
As preparation for this, I had burned a couple quick messages onto the video from last night already.
-You trust Jay-
-This video is sexy-
-This video turns you on-
-Jay is sexy-
-Girls are sexy-
I had no idea what effect these would have. So far I hadn't tested the messages on someone who saw them once and never again. The effects didn't appear to be incremental, they appeared to be abrupt at the time limit for that individual but I had no idea. This gave me the opportunity to mess with Debbie's roommates while experimenting more with the technique.
"Debbie, can you think of some way to reassure them that you were 100% willing last night?" I asked.
Debbie looked downward at the ground and said, in a soft voice, "The video... "
"Oh that's right, we videotaped it all last night, didn't we." I looked over at my wife with an evil grin. She was beaming back at me. I'd forgotten that she'd thrown out all of her old clothes so she was sitting on the couch wearing Daisy Duke shorts and a tube top. She'd probably been dressed for me when the girls got there. I pulled the DVD out of the computer and put it into the player. While it was starting up, "What are your names, girls?"
"Tiffany and Daphne... " one of them said before getting a "why-the-fuck-would-you-tell-him-that" stare from the other. I looked at the girls for the first time. Tiffany was a lithe redhead who reminded me a lot of the stripper from a few weeks prior. She looked like she might have been a dancer at some point but her breasts were larger than you would have expected for a dancer type. Daphne was shorter and blonde. She was a little curvier than her friend. Both of them were very cute and I was already mentally adding them to my harem.
The video started and the five of us watched. Kay had pressed up beside me and Debbie was clearly aroused from the whole situation. The humiliation and embarrassment of all this was driving her crazy and I could see her trying to inconspicuously rub her legs together.
Tiffany and Daphne both gasped as they saw Kay blowing me on the video. I knew that this part went on for 15 minutes but I was content to let them watch. The more they watched of the video the more (I hoped) that the messages would take effect.
"We didn't come here to watch some homemade porn of you and that slut wife of yours," Daphne said. Instead of being upset, Kay just beamed a smile and reached over to place her hand high on my cock and rub it as if showing it off to the bossy girl. This seemed to upset Daphne more and she turned back with a "humph".
"I can fast forward it if you'd like."
"Yes please," she said indignantly. I noticed that Tiffany wasn't nearly as upset and seemed to be staring at the video. I hit fast forward and Kay's image started bobbing frantically up and down on me. The effect was comedic and helped to break the ice just a little bit. I stopped when I saw my head turn toward the front door.
The scene unfolded on film exactly as I remembered it. Tiffany and Daphne stared for awhile at the film, unable to believe their eyes. Kay was now overtly stroking my cock through my pants while Debbie was practically shaking in the corner. I think she had come a couple times already. When we got to the part about my declaration that I wanted to show the video to her roommates she came again, twitching like she had last night.
Daphne snapped her head and yelled at me again, "You wanted to show this to us? What is wrong with you?" Tiffany was still watching the video. I was pretty sure that she'd be interested in fooling around without the messages at all. On screen I was now pounding away at my wife.
"Nothing's wrong with him," Kay said defensively.
I smiled lasciviously at Daphne and pointed back at the screen, "This is the best part." When she turned back around, I unzipped my pants and motioned for Kay to service me. My dick was rock hard after the flirting with Diane and the current encounter and it filled Kay's mouth. Daphne was watching, slack jawed, as Debbie started eating my wife in the video. On the other hand, Tiffany's legs were now rubbing together and her breathing was shallow. Debbie, for her part, had now openly crammed a hand down her pants and was sitting on the floor behind her roommates. The smell of sex was thick in the air.
