CHAPTER 4: MEETING JERRY’S WIFE

After being fucked by Brian in his office, I was carrying my clothes in my arms as casually as ever. That was the established routine: to whatever extent I became undressed in an office with the guys, I left their office that way. I could get dressed once I reached my own desk, unless I was intercepted by one of the other guys, which did frequently happen. So, my only thought as I approached my reception desk was the remote possibility of someone coming in from outside the office until I got dressed. But that was part of the ‘fun’, according to the guys. And, I had to admit, the exhibitionist thrill of being caught was a turn-on.

I shrieked with surprise when I entered the area of my desk. Sitting in one of the visitors’ waiting chairs was an attractive woman of maybe 49 years old, 5′ 5″, 140#, with shoulder-length brown hair. I clutched my clothes to my body, shielding my bare tits but doing nothing to shield my exposed groin. She seemed startled by my shriek, but then laughed and rose from the chair and stepped toward me with her hand stretched out.

“You have to be Carol Hogan.”

I looked at her suspiciously. I don’t know her; I am sure of it. I took her hand in my own, my right tit now mostly exposed. “Yes, ma’am.”

“Relax, dear. I’m Diana Mortensen. You came from the wrong side of the office to have come from my husband’s office.” I nodded numbly. The boss’s wife. He assured Bill and me that she knew about this arrangement, but I was still scared to death that the reality might be different for her. She took the clothes from my arm, the back of her hand raking across my erect nipple, dropped them on my reception desk, and took my arm like we were two friends strolling through a mall. “I assume my husband is in.” I nodded numbly, again.

As I guided her down the short hall, Kevin approached his door, but quickly retreated when he caught sight of Mrs. Mortensen walking with a naked me. I knocked on Jerry’s open door, and he looked up at me filling the doorway, “Yes, Carol?”

I smiled at him and wondered how his wife was taking all of this. He didn’t even react to my being naked at his office door. “Your wife, sir.” I stepped back and she entered his office as he was rising and moving around his desk to greet her, giving her a sweet kiss on the lips.

I started leaving, and she called me back, “Actually, this involves you, dear.” Nervously, I entered the office and we both settled into the chairs in front of Jerry’s desk while he took his chair behind it. She looked at her husband, and he looked back at her, a growing sense of confusion coming over his face. Diana reached over and touched my arm. “He didn’t say anything to you, did he?” Now, he knew what this was about, and he apologized. “Oh, poo, you always forget these things. That’s why I stopped in.” She looked at me, her eyes glancing down at my exposed tits. Then, she looked up at my face again. “We want you and your husband … Bill, right? … to come to our home. I’ve been wanting to meet you two … oh, for quite a while … since Mexico, in fact.” She smiled at her husband.

He picked it up, “Yes, and I apologize for my absentmindedness, Carol. We both very much want to get to know you and Bill better. This is a very unusual arrangement we have here, and one Diana is supportive of.”

She interjected, “Yes, supportive of, but I have been on the outside of both Mexico and now this, so far. Understand, dear, this is social, but … well … I believe Jerry has offered that we are not a couple who won’t experiment, if the situation is safe and right.”

Jerry jumped in, “That’s what makes this so … awkward. I’ve been very careful … call me an old-fashioned manager, maybe … about how I interact with those who work for me. I just have this line separating professional and social. Those that work for me stay on a professional level because if I have to make a tough decision about discipline or continued employment, it becomes complicated by social relationships.” He looked to his wife and back to me. “But, let’s face it, it is hard to think of your situation here as strictly professional.” He seemed to be searching my face for some reaction, then his eyes strayed down my body … how could they not when it has been so acceptable to blatantly inspect me?

I spoke to Jerry, “Sir, I appreciate the separation you have established between professional and social. I am sure you have professional and social contacts, but that would be strategic for business reasons, and the distinction is clear to me. I am honored that you feel you can cross that line of distinction with us.” I turned to look at both Diana and Jerry in turn, “There is an element here that I need to discuss with Bill. Diana, your words were, ‘this is social, but’.” I smiled at them and opened my hands to indicate my exposed, naked body. “None of us would pretend there wouldn’t be some amount of sexual undertone to us getting together, even if not intentional.” Diana smiled; she was the one who offered the ‘but’. “You understand, sir, I would need to bring this to Bill, regardless. He is the one who would commit to your offer. But he also needs to be aware of the possibility of extending the boundaries he has established.”

He jumped in, “Of course!” He looked to his wife.

Diana partially turned in her chair to better face me. Her eyes became locked on my tits, and she seemed to almost have to struggle to lift her gaze to my face. “I am glad you cut through the BS for us, dear. Because, even if I hadn’t consciously planned on anything more happening, you are right, there are clear undertones, and now that it is out … can I be frank?”

“I am naked, ma’am, please be as frank as you wish.”

She giggled. “Jerry and I are not prudes, my dear. With the life we have built, we have felt the need to be very careful, though. It was why I encouraged Jerry to follow through with that night in Mexico. I thought one of us might go outside our rigid existence for once. Then, when he was checking the backgrounds of secretary applicants and discovered who you were … I knew about that silly fantasy … this fantasy … so I said to go for it. And, here you are, letting him and them live out their fantasy.”

I blushed, “It happened to fill fantasies for Bill and me, too.”

“Yes, so I heard. I have been hearing second-hand about you since this started. That was part of the deal. It stayed out in the open, no secrets.” She looked at Jerry, and I noticed him nod. She took a deep breath. “Frankness.” I nodded. “So, in reflection, you are probably right. I think I wanted to somehow feel … I don’t know … I wanted to personally feel something exciting? Something different and more. Don’t get me wrong, dear, Jerry is a very loving man and our sex is good.”

“But, he has me here and you …” She nodded and seemed very embarrassed.

I stood up without embarrassment about my nakedness, “You two sit and talk, I’ll call Bill right now.”

I left the door open as I stepped just outside the door and could hear her, “Oh, dear … did I say too much? I said too much, didn’t I?”

He responded immediately and reassuringly, “Honey, please, you’ll see. These are two of the most amazingly open and giving people you’ll ever meet. When we get together, and I know we will be, you can talk to her about everything. She’ll be very supportive if you are open and honest.”

“She said she would need to bring this to Bill, regardless. Is she really submissive to him?” He must have nodded. “I’m so excited, Jerry. She sounds perfect for me to talk to.”

Wow. I thought there might be a sexual interest involved with this invitation, and there might still be, but there is something more on her mind. I got hold of Bill in his rig and explained the invitation, the conversation we had, and my suspicions. He asked what I thought. I was the one who had contact with Jerry.

“I think there is something more behind Diana’s interest. I think she wants to talk to me about something and wants a safe place to get it out and discuss it.” He said it was good. “And, if it is sexual?” He laughed, and I understood. He has been pushing my boundaries in different directions; this would just be another.

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When we pulled into the circular drive of the Mortensen house, I was taken aback. It was huge. We thought our little ranch home was nice. This place was probably three times as big and two stories. I looked at Bill as he put the pickup into park. He shrugged, “Well, let’s go see how the one percent live.”

I was still sitting in place with my seatbelt fastened. I mumbled, “Maybe not the one percent. I bet within five percent, though.”

He walked around the truck to open my door. I stepped down and looked around nervously. “I feel obscene in this outfit in this neighborhood.” I was wearing a transparent, floral, beach cover-up over a tiny red bikini that Bill handed me before we left. I had no idea where it came from.

“More obscene than at the office?” I giggled, maybe not. The truth was, though, Bill was fully dressed and had his swimsuit in the bag with other items we might need after the swimming.

Before we get to the front door, it opens. Diana stepped out, and she was fully clothed, too. She embraced me as though we were the best of friends. I melted into her body, hoping that thought would become true. I pulled away from her and asked, “Why am I the only one almost naked?”

She laughed as she took a step toward Bill, “Because I heard Bill has recently told you it should be a crime not to exhibit that body. And, I agree. I am not bi-sexual, dear … at least not that I know of … but I thought I might have drooled when I saw you in the office the other day.” She turned her attention to Bill, “And, you have to be Bill.” She shocked Bill by walking right up to him, throwing her arms around him, and embracing him tightly.

“Let the man at least come into the house, Diana.” I turned to find Jerry standing in the open door. He started laughing. Diana stepped back from Bill and was blushing a deep red. She lowered her head and brushed some strands of hair behind her ear, but her blush was obvious to us all. “She’s been looking forward to meeting you guys for quite a while.” Jerry was striding out and extended his hand to Bill. “I am very pleased to finally meet you in person, Bill.