“As long as it gives me more opportunity to fuck you, I’m game.”
“Thanks, Becca.”
We picked up the obligatory little black dress, and this one did a good job of revealing Becca’s many fine assets. I got her a couple other outfits as well, something for work, and a more casual outfit for fun, ten pairs of stockings, five sets of matching lingerie, including some garter belts. I’d liked the look when I saw Laura in them the other night.
“Where do you work?” I asked her as we picked out her business suit.
“Legal assistant at a law office.”
“Why did you have today off? I can’t believe lawyers aren’t working on Thursday.”
“I had to work on Saturday. Today was my comp time.”
“Do you work every Saturday?”
“Every other one.”
Maybe that should have been a clue.
******
When we got back to the room, Becca spent a little time looking at some of the information I’d discovered regarding willing cuckolds. She was as fascinated with it as much as I had been.
“I never imagined there was this whole culture, or sexual identity out there.”
“I imagine not. I’m sure most of them are uncomfortable speaking about it to vanilla types. Perhaps only fully comfortable sharing it with others who share the same lifestyle choices. It’s why some gays don’t come out of the closet, or that you never know how many people participate in bondage and discipline, even though it’s close to 25% of the population on at least a part time basis. I don’t have a normal sex life. I don’t broadcast it to others. Sex lives outside the ordinary doesn’t really get talked about. Will you be telling even your closest friends you’ve now had lesbian sex and a threesome?”
“Only if I was sure they wouldn’t freak out.”
“I’m sure this couple will be somewhat nervous as well. They may not want to discuss it in front of others, which is part of the reason I want you to freely discuss what you’ve done. It should help ease the tension some.”
“I can see that.”
******
“Well, I can see I have to up my game,” Sharon said upon seeing Becca in her new garb. She was dressed in one of her business suits, but it wasn’t nearly as sexy as what Becca was now wearing. “You look yummy, Becca. Good enough to eat, which I fully intend doing later.”
“My pussy is drooling already,” Becca said.
“I’m thinking I should get my next size plug put in before I get plugged by wide load Brick tonight. Are you going to spend the night again tonight?”
“No, work in the morning. I need to be out of here by midnight.”
“Me, too. It’s so disappointing. I had so much fun last night.”
“Do you really want to up your game?” I asked Sharon.
“Sure.”
“Wear that without a brassiere and leave the jacket open.”
“You do realize this blouse is translucent?”
“I do see the bra under it. Why don’t you ditch your panties too?”
She stared at me for a few seconds then removed her jacket and unbuttoned her blouse.
“I can’t believe what a tramp you’re turning me into,” she said as she peeled her blouse down her arms so she could remove her bra.
“Tramps have more fun,” I said, thumbing one of her nipples until both of them were hard pebbles. She shivered and pushed her plush pillows against my hand.
“Fuck me,” she moaned.
“Later, we’re meeting another couple for dinner.”
“The husband and wife?”
“One and the same.”
Sharon reached under her skirt for her panties. “You know if I do this, my juices will be running down my legs.”
“Maybe I’ll have Becca lick it off for you.”
Becca blushed.
“God, you’re nasty. I love it.”
Sharon pulled down her panties. They were nice, lacy, and matched the bra she’d just pulled off. When she rebuttoned her blouse, her areolae and nipples were clearly visible. When she put her jacket back on, she left it open so her breasts frequently flashed us. Meeting for dinner with a couple of sluts might put Phillip at ease and perhaps Laura might realize what I planned turning her into.
******
We were seated at the table when Phillip and Laura got there. I was facing the door so I could see them walk in, leaving the seat beside me for Laura, with the two women with their backs to the door, and Phillip’s chair beside them, so he could see me interact with his wife. They saw us and came towards the table. When he reached the table, he realized either he’d be sitting with me, or Laura would.
I was standing behind her chair holding it for her and said, “Laura, sit beside me, please.”
She looked at Phillip and he nodded his head slightly. She sat down as I pushed the chair in. Phillip then turned to the two women already seated. He got the biggest look of shock I’d ever seen on a man’s face before.
“Rebecca Holt?”
“Mr. Smith?”
Phillip turned to me with a look of rage on his face. “Is it your intent to ridicule me before my employees and make me the biggest laughingstock of my firm?”
“It’s not my intent to ridicule anyone, sir, and I’m not quite sure what you mean, although it’s obvious you and Becca know each other.”
“Are you saying you don’t know she’s my legal assistant? If not, how do you come to be in her company?”
“I met her last night at the same dance club I met Laura. I had no idea where you worked, or she worked, or that you knew each other. I was with Sharon last night, and she wanted to see if I could pick up another woman last night to come back to my room and have sex with us. That’s it. She was our fuck partner. She didn’t know you were going to be here because I haven’t spoken in more than general terms about why we were meeting another couple.”
“It’s true, Mr. Smith,” Becca said. “I was out last night to the club hoping to get lucky. Brick saw someone spike my drink and stopped me from drinking it, then he invited me over to his table. Sir, I love working for you, and I would never do or say anything to humiliate you.”
“You saved her from being roofied?” Phillip said, slightly mollified.
“I don’t know if it was Rohypnol, but I knew it wouldn’t end well for her if she drank it.”
“I didn’t know you were bisexual,” he said to Becca.
“I’m not, sir, or at least I didn’t know I was before last night. It was the first time I’ve ever been with another woman, but I fully intend being with her tonight as well. We had a marvelous time.” Becca grabbed Sharon’s hand.
“It was the first time for me as well, Mr. Smith. My name is Sharon Havelock, and I’ve been enjoying Brick’s company since Sunday. Whatever business you end up conducting together, rest assured no one will ever hear of it from me. I’ve been a total slut since meeting him. I’ve no desire to share my slutty behavior with others either.”
Sharon raised her other hand to shake Phillip’s. He slowly took it.
“Phillip, I’m sorry if you’re embarrassed, but it’s not my intent to ever do so,” I said. “I consider myself fortunate to be considered for something so important to you and your wife. Whatever happens is entirely up to you. It’s fully your decision and I intend to honor it as I mentioned to you Tuesday night. No more, nor less, than I proposed. We’re all adults here, responsible adults, who don’t wish harm on others. I’m sure you can depend upon Rebecca to treat your personal life the same as she treats any of the legal information that flows across your desk. If you would, please sit down.”