Just a Jab Ch. 08

This had Bronwyn's curiosity, "Linda if this involves John and yourself then you can trust me to never say anything to anyone. There is no way I would ever mean to hurt either of you. So yes, you have my promise."

They got to the counter and ordered a latte each and Bronwyn went to sit at an available table that was reasonably isolated from the others. Linda joined her a minute later with the drinks and a couple of cookies. Settling at the table and double checking how close other people were she started talking to the younger woman.

"I am not sure exactly how much I told you before, but I don't think it was very much. Well dear, you know that John has had problems after he started getting a treatment of injections," Bronwyn nods, "Well this caused changes in his reproductive system and it is these changes that have made him black out. I shall try to be as brief as possible because there are quite a few details, but we do not have a lot of time. To cut to the chase and please do not be offended as I need to be blunt about this as it is pointless beating about the bush.

"John's cock and balls have grown in size, greatly, including the function of them as well. Overall he is now at least twice the size as before, which might sound good but can be a bother, sort of," saying with a dreamy smile, "The problem lies in that his balls over-produce semen and in such quantities that he must relieve the pressure regularly. If he does not get that relief it becomes extremely painful and the pressure can cause him to black out. He effectively goes into a coma and unless he receives treatment soon after then it could become a permanent state."

Bronwyn went wide eyed finding it hard to take in the information. Not only because she was relatively young but this was also about her boss, and his wife was telling her. She came to a conclusion based on her limited experience in these matters, "So he has to basically jerk off every day or something. Oh sorry that sounded horrible, I didn't mean to sound so crass."

"Don't worry Bron. You are essentially correct, but just jerking off would not be effective. I know you are not overly old but I do feel you have enough knowledge and experience. Before I go further could I ask if you are a virgin, I don't want details but it would help me on how to explain things," Linda thought Bronwyn was at least a little experienced or otherwise she would not have thought of talking to her at all.

Bronwyn thought for a minute taking a drink of her coffee, as she decided how best to answer the question, "No I have lost my virginity and have some experience with sex."

Linda had also taken a sip of coffee and after setting her cup down responded, "Thank you for answering, I realise it is hard to answer that type of question but you will see that I have good reason for asking. John cannot just masturbate to relieve the pressure as this would not release enough to help for very long. By our best guess he would need to 'rub it' every hour or so, which would be very inconvenient. You see, if a woman does it for him the effect is much better and longer lasting. A hand job can get him a couple of hours relief, but if he has proper sex the effects can last for about eight hours. At least under normal life conditions, as stress or other factors can cause early problems for him."

Bronwyn got a fixed look of concentration on her face for a minute followed by one of amazement, each look monitored closely by Linda as she sipped some more coffee.

Linda continued talking, "I see you have worked this out already, he needs sex at least three times every day, spread out during the day so it is at most eight hours apart. Some days are harder to control and he may need it five or even six times if the day is too messy. Now this sounds hard and I agree it is hard and I tried at the start. However I became pregnant and it became impossible for me to help him all the time."

"Sorry to barge in here Linda but I thought you could not have children because of some problem or other. I never heard the reason and could not pry being just a young employee of John."

"That's okay Bron, John had a bad virus as a teen and his testicles had burnt out and stopped producing any sperm. Before you ask, we had tried for years but had no luck and I just never bothered using any birth control. I mean why bother if one of you is infertile. Now what seems to have happened is that the injection problem fixed this in John and, voile, I am with baby," she splayed her hands out as if a magician doing the act, "Anyway this complicated things horribly as I became sick. Now, because of my age and other factors we must not risk the baby. So I am not much help with John's treatments except for a little quiet bit once a day. This is part of the reason why John has ended up back in here. We only had simple, safe quiet sex in the morning which, for yesterday, was not enough for his needs. It also appears that the problem is progressing and we are not certain of his treatment needs."

"Wow Linda, I had no idea. This sounds absolutely horrid. How on earth do you both survive now," and Linda saw a look of comprehension appear on her face. Bronwyn was deep in thought for a couple minutes taking a few sips of her coffee as her brain went through everything she had been witnessing and just one word escaped her lips, "Janet!"

"Yes that is right. Our good friends are helping provide the necessary treatment for John. It is more than just Janet as even she cannot be there as often as needed. Was this, by chance, the topic of what you wanted to discuss with me?" Linda asked with a little sly grin.

A moment later Bronwyn responded, "Yes, I am sorry Linda but I had no idea about any of this. I have been worrying myself to bits over what to do. You see, I overheard them at lunch one day and might have ignored it but it continued every day. I have been trying to work out what to do, if anything, as you are all my friends and I did not want anyone to get hurt. But I also do not like anyone cheating either. I have been losing so much sleep lately worrying over this. Oh dear I must apologise to all of you over the things I was thinking."

Linda saw how distressed Bronwyn was becoming and butted in, "Stop that now. You were not to know and besides I love that you are so concerned about us. It shows just how much of a friend you have become, and this really helps me with what I need to talk to you about."

"Thanks Linda, sorry for butting in."

"Okay dear. The other women and I were discussing how we can provide treatments for John with me being out of contention. I will point out now that I am completely fine with John making love to people we know and I approve of. Under certain circumstances he has needed to be with other women but those are absolutely necessary. These times just make it more obvious exactly what he must have in order to live something like a normal life. I will also say that nobody is forced and nobody is paid, and so far the women concerned are willing to help John. Which brings me to my reason for talking with you."

Linda stopped talking to drink some more coffee which was getting cold, so she drank the last bit. This pause. she thought, would give Bron a chance to think things through and maybe her final question would not be a total surprise. Bronwyn had also finished her coffee and Linda guessed that Janet should be almost done by now, so she had to get to the point now or miss this chance.

"I realise this is a lot to take in now, but I need to get to the last bit or it will hang in the air. As I said there are some others helping with John's treatments and Janet is amongst them. What I am trying to get to, and this is harder than I thought, is would you be able to help John as well?"

Bronwyn sat there in total brain freeze. She was dumbfounded at what she had been told. Then as Linda sat looking carefully at her, some thoughts began to zip in and out. Slowly her conscious self reinstated itself and one thing ran through her mind. Linda was watching and she had trouble determining what the younger woman was thinking or feeling. Then after what could have been a stunned expression turned into one of wide eyed wonderment. What she did not know and could not hear was the thought that was running through Bronwyn's head.

"Yiiiiipeeeee,.Yaaaaaahoooooo. Yowsers. Hooooooweeee. Pleeeeease let me have heard correctly."

Out loud she quietly said, "Y-y-you want me to help by loving John? Are you sure, absolutely sure that is what you want me to do. I am not very pretty and my body is certainly nothing fantastic. I am short and stocky with little boobs and with my tats and piercings, surely I am not the type John would be interested in."

"I am very sure you are suitable despite your own misgivings. I know that John would love to be with you, he really does not have a type as such. Do not worry about him, I want you to take your time and think about this. It is all up to you as to whether you help or not, and also in how much or how often you would help. Those are details we could sort out later if you say yes. If I can say that John already has a strong connection to you after you started working for him. I know you hold a special place in his heart, and I know there are some secrets involved that he has never told me about. Please think about this as it is a very involved commitment, nothing like any other you would likely be in. It would be a very personal thing as it does involve being close with another person, and then sharing with other women. You have to be able to cope with some very different and difficult emotions. The only thing to help is that you would not be alone."

"Linda, I am dumbfounded at the moment, it is a lot to take in. Perhaps I could talk with John to get his opinion as it, after all, includes him as well and I would need to be assured that he would be happy with me."

At this moment Janet arrived at their table with a coffee in her hand looking very bright eyed, if a little dishevelled. She saw the varying expressions on the two at the table from when she had been in the queue to get her coffee. She could detect that Linda had finally got to the important part by how Bronwyn reacted. It took a minute but Janet saw that Bron was extremely excited for a short while before getting doubts. She knew Bronwyn fairly well from working closely with her. She heard the last remark as she approached the table.

Janet commented to Bronwyn, "Why don't you go see John now while he is alone."

Bronwyn looked at Janet as she set her cup on the table, "Thank you Janet, I will do that. But what about work?"

Janet responded with a smile, "Don't worry about that. This is about the boss you know, so wouldn't that be classed as working?"

Bronwyn laughed at this question and stood to leave, then said, "I have an apology for you in what I have been thinking lately."

Linda piped in at this, "Leave that for me to explain Bronwyn. It will be okay, believe me as no harm is done. You go talk to John. Go now."

Linda shooed her off as she got up to get herself a bottle of water. As she sat back at the table Janet quizzed her about the discussion with Bronwyn. As they talked about things Bronwyn had reached John's room and found him resting on his bed. He stirred as she walked in welcoming her back, telling her to sit in the chair beside the bed. She sat and found herself tongue tied as to what she could say to him without embarrassing herself too much.

John found himself looking at her closely for about the first time for quite a while and thought to himself. To his mind she had a beauty you would call attractive girl next door. She appeared to be in some mild distress as if some sort of problem was flitting through her mind. He found that it did not take a genius to work out why his dear wife would keep her from returning for so long. He and Janet had been finished for a while and had waited for as long as they could to allow time for them to return to work. It appears Bronwyn needed something more from him. He was heading beyond being worried about things concerning his treatments, although he did consider Bronwyn on the young side. She was only a bit younger than Adriana.

Holding a hand out to her she automatically grabbed onto it like it was a life preserver. Holding it with one hand and running a finger from her other hand on his making ticklish paths. He reached over with his free hand and grasped both of hers in his. She had been looking at her finger as it traced its random patterns on his hand, but looked up when his second hand held hers. John had been waiting for her to look up at him before speaking.

"Bronwyn, has Linda been talking to you about my health and particularly my treatment?"

When she nodded he continued, "I assume then you have something you need to speak to me about then, as you must have come straight here. Perhaps I can make this easier for you."

Bronwyn kept looking into his eyes and nodded as she answered, "Please."

"I realise it is hard to come straight out and talk about these things, especially as we have not been intimate together. I do however feel we have a closeness of friendship despite working together and me being the boss. For the moment please forget everything but that I am a man, it should make things easier and less complicated. Linda has told me only that she and the other women currently in my life had discussed my longer term needs and that they felt more helpers would be necessary. Now that sounds very harsh and clinical, but the one main thing that is needed is a connection. This helps with my treatments far more than any straight physical act. If I have an emotional link with a woman, and she with me, before making love then the effects are far better for both of us.

"So far except for absolute necessity I have only made love with women I already loved as good friends. With the onset of a physical relationship that love has actually blossomed into much more. I still love Linda, and she me, as much as before and that will not change. I feel that my feelings have expanded to encompass more. I must say they have chosen well to approach you, as I can see us being as close as you would allow us to be, assuming you are willing to help. I hope I have not overstepped any boundaries, and I remember what you had told me in confidence back in the start of working at the company with me. We are not forcing you into anything and if you are not comfortable with what we have talked to you about then we will forget anything was said, hopefully, and continue as before."

The younger woman looked back down at their hands and made a swallowing movement in her mouth hoping to moisten it after it had dried up.

"John, I will admit that I want to be with you and have for a long time. But I cannot see why you would want to be with me except on some base level, I am not very," John butted in at this point stopping her from continuing.

"Bronwyn Piccolo, stop talking. I know you are going to say," then adding in squeaky falsetto voice, "I'm not at all pretty John, not like the other women," returning to normal voice after a cough and a giggle from Bronwyn, "I want to say this now, and you know I always speak the truth, you are an attractive woman and any worthwhile man would be honoured to be with you.

"I think you are attractive and I want to be with you. I will admit I have only ever seen you fully dressed at work, but what I do see is very beautiful to see." then adding with a smile, "Well except maybe some of the shrapnel sticking out of you and a couple of those weird body pics."

Bronwyn knew he was kidding about these as he often has done in the office and she laughed in response to his joking manner. This had the effect of relaxing her and removing most anxieties she had been feeling. She leaned in to hug him whispering, "Thank you."

Pulling back but still holding his hands she asked, "But I am not very experienced and will not be very good. I tend to freak out at times when my memories of what happened kick in."

"Dearest Bronwyn, these things are the least of our concerns. I know you would have trouble with your past, but believe me this will fade to be a troubled footnote. Perhaps I can even help you get newer better things to think about."

John immediately stopped talking and his face went white scaring Bronwyn and she asked, "What's wrong John, are you okay?"

He took a deep breath and after slowly letting it out he answered her, "Sorry Bronwyn, it suddenly occurred to me what I was doing and how it seemed so natural. This scared me as I realised how easy it was for me to openly flirt, or maybe it is seduce someone. I had never done this before in my married life until this health problem. It just hits me, I will be okay. Sorry I did not mean to spoil the moment because I was telling you the truth," and he took another deep breath and expelled it before continuing, "I do want you as I feel that we have shared a connection together. I hope you feel the same way as I would really love for you to be able to help with my treatments. I would do my best that you have a wonderful time and not regret it later."

"Thank you John. I may not be overly old but I know that I want you. I also feel a connection between us that is more than gratitude to you for giving me a chance and employing me," adding a giggle as she continued talking, "You are also not that good with flirting and seduction so I believe you when say you have not done it for years. To be honest you stink at the words, but the emotions and sentiment behind it comes through loud and clear."

John joined her in laughing at his own expense and pulled her in for a long hug as she snuggled her head on his chest. He gave the top of her head a little kiss and she responded with a peck to his neck before pulling back and saying.

"I had better get along back to work before my boss finds out I am playing hooky. Bye John, I will come see you when you get home."

John bid her goodbye as she smiled to him and left to find Janet and return to work. She met Linda at the lifts and they had a quick hug as they said bye and Linda told her Janet would be waiting by the car. Linda then went to John, curious as to what he and Bronwyn had discussed and decided. John filled her in on what he had talked about with Bronwyn and that she wanted to come to the house later this week.

He then said, "She is very young Linda. I know she will want to help but I am afraid that my age may cause more problems in the longer term. It just scares me, I know Adriana is only a couple of years older but she came to us without being asked. She made that decision by herself. I am worried that Bronwyn may feel she is being forced to do this, or at least feels obliged because I helped her by giving her the job. I would never have given her employment if I did not feel she could do the job and I would never ever have wanted any, any," feeling lost for the right word, "couch time for it."

Linda laughed at his word, "Couch time? Haven't heard it called that before. You are precious my dear" as she stroked his hair, "Don't worry yourself over that. She has had months to try to get into your pants, or should I say get you out of your pants," giggling at her own play on words, "She really does love you and not just for what you did for her in her time of crisis. I realise there is more to her story than you have told me, so I can only assume it was bad because of the way you are now acting. Please leave the details to me, I like her as well and do not want her hurting either. Let me talk with her further and really check that she is doing this for the right reasons, but I think she is. Well, she will be as she has not outrightly said yes yet, although I am certain she will say yes. I will give her a call and invite her over this weekend for lunch and a swim."