Strange Days

Cathy looked a little sheepish at that last part and looked down at the ground. "I will do whatever I need to do to keep this job Mr. Mayfair."

Huh? Oh wow, she didn't mean what I think she meant did she?

Well we were much too busy over the next month for me to even think about that again. She proved to be everything I had wanted and then some. Cathy was smart as a tack, full of energy, knew all the office programs on the PC and organized everything to perfection so we started to put a dent in the work load. After the two weeks were up I had so much confidence in her that I gave her a key to the house and let her set her own hours and keep her own time sheets.

When I got there in the afternoons and evenings she had the most urgent jobs all laid out for me so I could get right to work reading code, finding bugs and suggesting fixes. Cathy would write a cover letter and mail the program back with my suggested changes documented. I was twice as productive with her there.

Too much work and not enough play makes Jim a dull boy though. I gave into temptation and set up a date with Sandy once more. Cathy had said she wouldn't be working Friday night so I thought it would be safe to have Sandy come over then. But as fate would have it Cathy had left something she wanted in her desk and entered the office while Sandy and I were going at it hot and heavy in the back bedroom.

I was later to find out that she had even peeked in on us but we were much too involved to notice. This had several affects on our situation. Number one Cathy had not had an active social life for quite a while and she was horny. This led to her masturbating and then sneaking out without our knowing she had even been there. The second affect I would learn about a couple of days later.

By this time we were good friends and I let her call me Jim.

"Uhh, Jim . . . I wanted to apologize to you. I left something in my desk and came back in Friday night and heard you and that woman in the back room. I didn't mean to but I couldn't help listening and spying on you a little."

Talk about broadsided and run over with a truck! Shit, what do I do now?

"Cathy I'm ok with it as long as you aren't upset. This isn't going to get in the way of us working together is it?"

She didn't want to lose her job so of course she said it wasn't a problem and it didn't seem to be over the next week. But then she gradually started asking me questions about what she had seen and heard. Who was the woman? Did my wife know? How often did I meet her?

I kept putting her off everytime she asked these questions and just gave non specific answers. But then one Friday night after a particularly hard and fruitful work week things changed. Cathy thought we should celebrate how much work we gotten done and went into the kitchen and came back with a couple of stiff bourbon and cokes. After a couple of those, both of our tongues got looser. She then just asked me if what she had heard was true and that the woman was a prostitute.

I admitted she was and before I knew it my whole story was gushing out. From my cheating wife to the escort service, I told her everything including how much I paid. Cathy just sat there wide-eyed and with her mouth open. She was definitely on the innocent side when it came to these types of things.

When she left that night she gave me a little kiss on the mouth. I wrote if off to the booze. Seems I was a little innocent too. I was completely shocked when she approached me days later and said she had thought about it and liked me a lot and if I wanted she would be happy to take care of my needs for a lot less than what the escort service charged.

She said she would do it for free except for the fact that her parents had not been able to find jobs that paid anything like their old one and they were having a hard time meeting the mortgage payments and keeping the utilities turned on. Her sales pitch was that it was a win/win situation. She would be making more money and I would be saving money.

All righty then! You betcha honey babe! What the hell?

I had never really thought of Cathy in a sexual way before. Oh, okay, I was a man and I had checked her out but not seriously. She was such a great worker that I didn't want to lose her. Since she had been with me my revenue had doubled. I was even beginning to think about asking if I could go half time on my Federal job as I was making more as an independent consultant now for the same number of hours.

Besides she was barely nineteen and I was 37. She could almost be my daughter. But you know how the rest of this goes right? Once the subject had been breached then Little Jim wanted to breach something else. It was almost like Little Jim took over my vocal chords at that point and before I knew it we were on for next Friday night.

When we did get together I don't know who was more scared. It turned out that Cathy was not a virgin but had done it only a couple of times since, all with the same boyfriend who was no longer around. I was just having an anxiety attack because it just felt more illegal doing it with a young girl her age. It felt more like cheating also though I wasn't sure about that one. I also knew if this turned out bad I might be losing a wonderful employee.

As we undressed, I was awestruck. Hidden under those baggy jeans and shirts that she wore to work, Cathy had a spectacular body. But then again aren't most nineteen year old bodies that way?

She had wonderful firm tits that were a large B cup or maybe a C with super long nipples that stood out proud and just begged to be played with. Her hips had a delightful curve and her butt was to die for. Her legs were maybe a little short for her torso but still nice. Damn she was hot and I wanted to dive on her and get to work.

My brain was still working though so I took it easy and started slow with some kisses that soon had both of us panting. Then I worked my way down to those great tits and had a feast day. Cathy really seemed to like that. She might even have had a small orgasm then. But man when I moved down and started eating her pussy, I thought she was going to flip out. Apparently her boyfriends had never done this for her.

She moaned, she screamed, she called on god and the goddess. She begged me to stop and prayed I never would. Her body arched off the mattress and her stomach spasm repeatedly. When she came down from that I let her rest a little and then just sucked her clit into my mouth and swabbed it with my tongue. Before we were through with that I think she came three more times.

Then I moved up and Little Jim got to join the fun. Oh but she was tight. I couldn't believe it. I had never felt a pussy grip me like this. It even took me a little while to get it all in. That had never happened before. Once I got into a rhythm she was right there with me. Fucking back with everything she had. What a treat to feel like there were two people involved in this fuck and not just me getting myself off.

It was wonderful for both of us. There were lots of sweet kisses and hugs as we came down from our high. When I tried to pay Cathy, she broke down crying and said she couldn't take it. There was no way she could charge me when I had given her such pleasure. We argued for a while but I could see she wasn't going to change her mind.

I felt guilty then because I knew her family needed the money. So then a light bulb went off. I told her that starting immediately I was going to raise her salary to $22/hr and she was my new office manager. When she protested this I pointed out how much money we were taking in now and how much of it was due to her.

I had anticipated her next argument and when she asked how she could be a manger when she was the only employee, I told her that her first job as manager was to hire another employee and teach them her job. Then I could teach her some of what I did and we could process even more work as she would have them prepped even more and ready for me to finish quicker.

She liked that idea and didn't argue anymore. Besides she had been exposed to some coding already in a high school computer course and then again in a Freshman course at college. And with the new raise she could help her folks with expenses and still have some left over for herself. There was even a girlfriend she knew who she thought would be perfect to come in and work with us.

It was the start of the golden age of my sex life. For that matter my professional life also. Cathy and I were going at it everytime we worked together which was usually four days a week. Monday was still a full time day at my Fed job and the weekends were reserved for Josie and the kids. Josie and I were having sex every Saturday and sometimes Sunday too. Another ritual she started was always waking me up Monday morning with a blow job where she took me all the way and swallowed my cum.

The girl Cathy brought in to work with us was also nineteen. A quiet, shy, skinny little blonde with short hair and long legs. Her name was Annie and Cathy was right. She was perfect for the job and fit in well. In a week she was up to full speed. It would take a while to get Cathy trained for her new job duties so for a while it was both of them doing office work when I wasn't there. As a result all the backlog was brought up to date and they just sat there bored with not a lot to do.

I hadn't known it but Cathy's hobby was photography. With all the money she was making now and all of her folks bills caught up, she went out and bought herself a very nice digital camera that would do either movies or stills. She started bringing it to work and taking some pictures in her spare time. Eventually she and Annie cleaned out the last bedroom which had just been a junk storage room and set it up as a photo studio.

Cathy took some nice portrait shots of Annie and then somehow talked her into bringing various outfits to pose in. Underneath her baggy shirts she had some very nice tits also. Soon there were swim suit shots, dressing like a Catholic school girl shots, glam high fashion shots, etc. Eventually it was topless shots and finally total nudity.

The first I knew of this was after a strenuous sex session with Cathy on a Tuesday night. I had set up Annie's hours so that she always left by six o'clock. That left Cathy and I a couple of hours to get down and dirty before I went home for the night. On this particular night as we lay resting, Cathy pulled open the drawer to a bedside table and removed a stack of photos she had printed out.

She handed them to me and I started looking through them with my eyes a bulging and my jaw dropped down. They were really professional looking and very erotic. Unknown to me they had brought in several backdrops to use, lighting and Cathy's laptop which she had Photoshop on. Before I could ask any questions, Little Jim decided there were more important things to discuss and Cathy and I were going at it as fast and as hard as we ever had. Damn that was good.

Turns out there was a reason for Cathy showing me those photos besides turning me on to fuck her. Annie was her best friend and she wanted me to fuck her so that she could enjoy what she had been telling her about. So much for sending Annie home at six if Cathy had been telling her all about it.

Of course after I got past the first wave of paranoia and anxiety, Little Jim was urging me to accept. Of course what Cathy had left out was that Annie was still a virgin. The very next afternoon I found out the hard way with all of us naked on the bed and Little Jim disposing of her hymen. Since I hadn't known she was a virgin I wasn't as gentle as I should have been. But with best friend Cathy there to hold her hand and play with her tits, Annie's pain soon turned to pleasure.

A week later, after she had healed completely, I brought her to her first orgasms by going down on her. After that it was just fuck and suck all the time. It was amazing that we got any work done at all. Usually it was just one on one with one of them coming up to me and taking me by the hand and dragging me back to the bedroom. Friday nights were rum and coke nights though and both of them would join me on the bed in all of their naked splendor.

I hadn't thought it was possible to have too much sex before those girls. But with Josie getting me off two or three times a week and those two draining me every chance they got, I was exhausted. My solution was an elegant one. I dropped to 50% time at my regular job and set up my work week as Monday and Tuesday full time and half a day on Wednesday.

The first two days I went straight home to the family and some much needed rest. Wednesday I insisted on being a work day with the girls and no sex allowed. Thursday and Fridays were work days until five o'clock. I told them they would alternate Thursday nights and Friday would still be all of us together. The girls weren't happy with being restricted from playing with their new toy but they knew I was the boss and gave in with a pout.

Then as they say the shit finally hit the fan. Josie had tried to call me at work and had been astonished to find that I was only half time now. She found out my new schedule and then it was easy for her to wait and follow me and see where I went on the days I wasn't at my Federal job. The confrontation was spectacular.

She had seen me go into what she thought was still a rental house and then had seen the girls drive up a half an hour later. At that point instead of coming in and having a confrontation there she went home and spent the rest of her day thinking of how many different ways she could cut off my dick.

When I walked in the door at eight thirty she was ready.

"Jim, get your ass in here we need to talk."

"Uh . . . sure honey. Where are the kids?"

" I took them over to my mothers."

"Ok sweetie, why did you do that?"

"Because I didn't want them to see me cut your little dick off you asshole!", she screamed.

Well there you go. Even with her jealousy, hurt and pain, it was still my "little dick".

"Why would you want to do that?", I said with a puzzled look on my face.

"Because you have been cheating on me and lying to me you son of a bitch! I know you are only working half time and are spending time with two young girls at your rental house."

My being so calm in the face of her loud attack must have been killing her.

"So which is it that has you so upset? Is it the fact that I'm only working half time or that you saw me meet two young girls at the rental house? If it is the working half time then you don't need to worry. I have more money than ever and the amount I deposit to the household account won't drop any. In fact I was thinking about increasing it another two or three hundred."

"No you arrogant little dipshit. It is not the money I'm worried about. It is the lying and cheating that you have been doing."

"Oh, okay, so let's assume that I have been cheating on you with those two girls. So cheating is wrong right?"

"Yes of course it is."

"So why then have you cheated repeatedly on me? How many men have you met over the last five or six years? That is when you started isn' it?"

Oh my! Good counter punch. She went deathly pale and seemed to have stopped breathing. Tears started to run down her face and she looked at me like a wild animal with it's foot in a trap. Then she just turned and ran to our bedroom, slamming the door behind her.

Well damn! No need to get so huffy! After all she had been doing it for years and could have stopped at anytime. But I guess she just had that need for more right? Well I had needs also. She had a need for mo bigger cock and I had a need for more love, more affection, more cuddling, more respect, and most of all more feeling like a real man who could hold his head up in public and not wonder how many people she was dancing with had fucked her.

Things had been a lot better this past year. Josie had met more of my needs than at anytime in the last six years. Cathy and Annie had of course helped my needs and my ego and self respect had gotten a big booster shot from them. But I still missed that golden little dream I had where two people loved each other unconditionally and were faithful and true.

Short of being cast in a Disney movie, I guess I was just shit out of luck on that one.

It looked like she wasn't coming out for a while so I went in the kitchen and made me a nice bourbon and coke and turned on the tv and tried to just zone out for awhile. It must have been thirty or forty minutes before she finally made an appearance. It looked like she had washed her face and the tears had stopped.

"How long have you known?", she said.

"Oh, two or three years", I casually remarked.

"Okay now I get to ask one. How long ago did it start and how many men?"

"Eight years ago", she said and that knocked me for a loop. Wow, eight years out of the twelve we had been married. Sounded like it had started right after our second child had been born.

"I'm not sure how many men. I didn't want an affair. I just wanted sex so I would break it off with them after a month or so and find someone else."

"You didn't just want sex, you wanted a bigger cock, right?"

If possible she paled even more and got another shocked look on her face. She didn't respond verbally but she didn't have to. It was written all over her. The same old story.

"And let's see. A different guy every month, eight years, wow, that's like a hundred guys? Damn, it's a good thing we don't live in a small town. I didn't know there were that many big cocks in this town."

She got a weird look on her face then and said, "I didn't cheat on you every single month you know. There were periods of three or four months every year when I wasn't doing that. Usually never from Halloween through Christmas because I was involved so much with the kids and the holidays. The first four years I only did it twice a year."

"Well that takes a load off of my mind. So there weren't a hundred but only fifty or so. Yeah, i can sleep easy now!"

"No, not near that many. OK, so some of them lasted longer than a month. Some of them maybe as long as six months. What does it matter Jim? I cheated and you found out and now I guess you are cheating on me to get revenge. So what do we do now? Are we going to get a divorce?"

Of course I had already thought that one out a long time ago. I walked over to her, put my hands on her shoulders and looked her in the eye. "No Josie I don't want a divorce. You have hurt me bad and my ego and self esteem have suffered quite a bit but I still do love you. And even more I love our kids and the life we have together. It's not perfect obviously but I suppose it's a lot better than some. You aren't the first one to hurt me this way. It has been going on since high school. I guess I just gave up after I found out you were cheating on me and decided it would never change even if I did divorce you and remarry."

Ah shit! I had been doing so good at being calm and unemotional up to this point but all of a sudden I just broke down in tears and started sobbing at an alarming rate. It seemed like I was letting all those years of hurt and pain just pour out of me. I staggered to the sofa and collapsed. I don't know how long it lasted. It was almost like I had a missing time period. One minute I was crying my guts out and the next thing I knew I was waking up on the sofa with Josie next to me with her arms around me, sleeping with her head on my shoulder.

A look at the clock showed it to have been some three hours and night was upon us. I gently woke Josie up and we went upstairs and fell into bed. Both of us were emotionally exhausted and fell into bed and were soon asleep again. During the night I awoke to find Josie giving me a blow job. She took me all the way and swallowed, something she hadn't done very often during our years together.