Elaine Ch. 01

"Well darling," he continued weakly, "I just see this as a big change, and it's obvious that you should take the job, it opens up so many possibilities for our lives!"

As Tim started to brighten, Elaine nodded and smiled encouragingly, "Yes, I'm glad you see it that way, so what's your big concern?"

Tim still seemed to be fighting to get the words out, thinking through what he was about to say carefully, "Well, actually, my biggest concern is that you won't get the job Elaine, I mean, um..." Tim was halting and struggling, face shrouded in turmoil.

Elaine's face grew deeply concerned, "Tim, Tim why would you worry about that?"

Tim seemed to be struggling for words, which registered as very odd in her mind, but he finally seemed to gather his resolve and spat out, "Elaine, I want you to do whatever it takes to get this job!" He let out a deep breath and looked down, as Elaine's face fell into a mixture of puzzlement and worry.

"Well Tim, of course I'm going to do everything I can, I'll dress sharp, be on time, and rehearse my interview lines, I..."

Tim started to interrupt her, and she noticed that look on his face he reserved for the times when she "didn't get it", the look she had seen so many times when he was feeling the need to be superior. She knew that look and hated it. The feelings of sympathy and concern for him that had been building in her heart were suddenly on their way out the door, replaced by long familiar, deep seated resentment.

Tim let out a little sarcastic huff as he interjected, "I didn't think I'd have to spell it out for you darling," Elaine had begun to dislike the way he referred to her as "darrr-ling" some time ago, and it was particularly galling at the moment. "but what I'm trying to get you to understand is that if Steven wants you to do something you normally wouldn't do to get the job, I want you to know it's ok with me if want go ahead with it."

Elaine's mouth contorted slightly and her head shook rapidly side to side in an expression of confused distaste, as though she had just bitten a lemon. She let a disgruntled breath out through her nose and frowned as she asked the rhetorical question: "What kind of 'Things' are you talking about Tim?"

Tim rolled his eyes, "Well darling I'm talking about things a man like Steve might ask you to do that you might normally find distasteful, you know, like...well you know!"

"Like Sexual favors!?", Elaine's eyes went wide and her mouth fell open as rapid gasp of breath filled her lungs, her hand went to cover her mouth, as she started to shake with hurt and rage. "Tim!" she spat "How could you ever, ever, think that I would do something like that?

Tim pursed his droll little mouth, "E-laine," he paused and gave her another annoying eye-roll, and his verbal dam seemed to burst.

"Come on Elaine! All these late nights at the office, for over a year now! The way you positively glow every time Steven's name comes up, the way you always go on and on about Steven. Steven this Steven that, Steven, Steven, Steven! I know you've got something going on with him, I know you're probably fucking him, don't deny it! If you' aren't fucking him I..."

Tim's words were violently slapped from his mouth as Elaine delivered him a savage roundhouse to the jaw that he never saw coming. The sheer brutality of it shocked Elaine as much as it did Tim.

He looked up to see the most intense anger he had ever known coming from straight from her tear filled eyes. As a trickle of blood and saliva escaped over his cracked lip, he heard her speak very quietly.

"You bastard," Elaine continued eerily, her tone quiet but shaking uncontrollably, "all this time I have been a faithful wife to you, making a home for you, slaving away long hours at a difficult job, paying the bills and putting food on the table, speaking well of you, thinking well of you, while you sit around the house all day feeling sorry for yourself, and you have the audacity to say, even think that I have been unfaithful to you!"

Elaine wasn't trying to cover herself or maintain her modesty any longer, her bra-clad breasts thrust aggressively from her open blouse as she stood with a fiery glare of hate and disgust in her eyes, quaking with rage.

A strange sensation of power began to stir in her. Her disgust for Tim began to form her words, "So what specific things do you want me to do for Steven?" Elaine brought herself to full height before him, "Do you want me to get down on my knees in front of him and beg him for the job, is that it Tim?"

Elaine unconsciously pushed out aggressively with the flat of her hand, striking Tim's chest and pushing him back. "What should I do while I'm down there Timmy, huh? Should I offer to polish his shoes for him maybe, hmm?"

Elaine's breasts were shaking with each hammer clap of her heart, she was beginning to feel that strange power growing within .

"Should I get all the way down and polish his shoes with my tongue, how far do you want me to go to ingratiate myself Tim?"

She noticed from the corner of her eye that a small bulge had appeared at the front of Tim's sweat pants. The bastard was getting turned on by the whole scenario.

Elaine cocked her eyebrow, "Timmy did you take some Viagra? Your wee-wee seems to be more willing than usual today!"

If Tim thought about turning aside or covering with his hands, it was too late.

Shocked and in awe of this side of herself she had not experienced before, Elaine began to forget the sweet, proper suburban housewife self-image she'd had always had and began to roll with the aggression she was feeling.

Elaine reached forward and grasped the tip of Tim's prick through the fabric of his sweatpants, pinching it and holding tight "It's been so long since I've seen this little guy erect? I thought you said you were having 'issues'?" The corner of her mouth twitched and began to curl slightly, "What's up with this Tim, are you getting turned on by our little chat?"

He started to fumble an answer, but her free hand came out of left field to slap the other side of his face with a force that yet again stunned and surprised them both. She held a finger to her lips, whispering in a disturbing, sarcastic, matronly tone "Sh-ssh, it was a rhetorical question 'darr-ling'."

She pinched tightly and began to tug back and forth on his prick slightly as she began to find words coming from her mouth that she had never imagined herself saying. Tim's mouth fell open and his face took on a slightly stupefied look, the barely perceptible beginnings of a groan coming from his throat.

"So is this turns you on now, the thought of your sweet little wife, down on her knees for her boss? Is that what turns you on Timmy?

Tim's face was contorting as Elaine's tugging began to slow and find a rhythm. A disturbing look came across Elaine's face. The corner of her mouth curled fully into a sardonic grin, but there was no joy in her eyes.

"You know Tim, you haven't yet told me what you want me to do for Steven, so come on! Out with it my dear husband, I want to hear it from your own lips. Give me specifics, set some limits if you want to, otherwise, do you know what I'll do?"

Tim just looked at her slack jawed and shook his head weakly.

"I think I'm going to march into Steven's office tomorrow and tell him to forget the job, I don't want it. How does that is grab you?"

Tim swallowed hard then stuttered a bit, "I...I just thought that if he asked for a b-blowjob you could go ahead and do it...if it meant getting the job anyway...that's all."

Elaine's malevolent grin deepened, her eyes narrowed, her thumb and forefinger wrapped around his cockhead, pulling insistently "So you want me to get on my knees and give him head? What if he doesn't want to stop there?" Her tugging was getting painful, "What if wants to fuck me, how about that Tim?"

She had so seldom used the 'F' word over the course of her life that it seemed incredibly alien and empowering coming so freely out of her mouth just now.

She couldn't tell if Tim gave a little nod or if it was a pre ejaculation shiver from the harsh attention she was paying to his willing little member. It had never taken very much effort to make Tim cum.

"Do want me to let him bend me over his desk and do me doggy style?" She was rolling now, feeling so in control of the situation it began to intoxicate her, "Steven's a big man, he might hurt me, what if he wants anal sex Tim, what about that?"

She increased the speed of her stroking, and over-tightened her grip. She knew he had to be close.

"Do you even care if he hurts me honey?" She made a pouty face, "I've never wanted to feel the pain of anal sex, do you want me to let him do things to me that I've never allowed you?"

Elaine gazed up in mock puzzlement, "What's that expression of yours?" She snapped her fingers and let go a mocking laugh, "Hah! I remember now, 'Taking it in the ass for the TEAM!' that's it!"

Tim shuddered and moaned "Y,ye-ess!" wetting the front of his sweat pants with his thin ejaculate.

Elaine released her grip on his little pulser and gave it a hard sideways slap. She grabbed his chin roughly with her whole hand and forced his eyes to meet hers and spat, "Fuck you Tim." She threw his jaw aside and turned towards the bathroom, leaving him standing there, feeble and shaken.

"Okay Timmy, I'll sleep on it tonight, we'll see what happens tomorrow. For now, I need that bath worse than ever." She mused to herself, "Damn, I was just going to shave my legs for tomorrow, now it looks like I have to shave all my body hair."

She turned to him and lowered her gaze, "I don't want to see you or hear you again until tomorrow night, got it? I'll talk to you when I get home. Don't worry your pretty little head Timmy; I'll get the job, no matter what it takes."

She continued towards the bathroom door, stripping her remaining clothes off as she went, "Make sure you get the girls off to school in the morning, I'm not doing that anymore. Now get out of my room you little bastard."

As she slipped into the hot water and heard the bedroom door close, Elaine quickly began to relieve the sexual tension that had been building between her legs since the afternoon.