To: JPB 10/14/07
Well, the suspense is over!!!!!!
Ethan and I just finished 4 and half hours of hard, sweaty, wet, sloppy, delicious, incredible fucking and sucking. We didn’t even make it past the first day!!!
After the flight and checking in and unpacking we decided to go out for lunch. After lunch we were coming up in the elevator - just the two of us - and the next thing I knew we were locked together at the lips and hips trying to crawl into each others clothes!!! God, it was hot! We barely made it to his room (his was closer to the elevator) before we were throwing our clothes off and getting down to IT! I was naked first and was on my knees going after his cock while he was still taking his shirt off. While he was pulling his T-shirt over his head I was swallowing his cock and getting his shoes off of him. As soon as he was naked he pulled me up and moved me to the bed, pushed me down on my back and then went down on me. I was hot and I was ready for it and after a minute or two I pushed him away and got on my knees and elbows and he moved up behind me and slid his marvelous cock into me. He fucked me, I sucked him hard, he fucked me, I sucked him hard, he fucked…you get the picture.
Wow! I’m all fucked out and I can’t wait to do it again. It was amazing that it happened so fast. I told you that we had been a little flirty and that he had invited me to parties and even out for drinks (which I never went to), but nothing prepared me for how fast our bodies slammed together on the elevator and what followed. It felt so sexy, so right and just so much fun. We were even sober -- only iced tea at lunch.
Even Gary was surprised. I just hung up from talking to him…hmm…let me guess what he is doing right now! He was pleased that my week away got of to such a great start and he said that he’s looking forward to hearing more. Think he would like it if the next time I have my cell on and he could listen?
I just had to let you know right away.
I’m off to a meeting right now, but who knows; I might just knock on Ethan’s door on the way back to my room. Of course he might be watching football and not want to be disturbed, but we will see.
Look for updates throughout the week and let me know what you think. Did I mess up fucking a subordinate?
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On Sunday I went to a moderators’ meeting. There were about twenty of us and the organizer said something like, “Here we are, representatives of the industry…” I locked eyes with a guy and we both smiled - he was the only African-American and I was the only woman - everyone else was white and male. Say! I guess we were representative of the industry. Anyway, after the meeting a bunch of us went down to the lounge for drinks. I met the black guy, Reggie, and we spent some time chatting about our plans for the conference. After a few drinks I left.
When I got off the elevator I knocked on Ethan’s door. When he answered I smiled and asked:
“Did you order some candy?”
He got the hint real quick and we were naked and on his bed in no time. I wanted to do oral and I told him that and he knelt down and started licking my pussy and I laid there and marveled at the fact that some that I’d thought so long on could happen so fast. His mouth found my clit and I moaned and humped up at his mouth. He slid a finger into me and then two and slowly finger fucked me as I moaned and thrashed around on the bed. Finally I just had to have his hard cock in me and I pushed him back from my pussy and then pulled him up on me. “Oh God YESSSS!!!” I screamed as he shoved his cock in me and I locked my legs behind him, dug my nails into his ass and held on tight while he fucked me. When he came and pulled out I said, “My turn now” and I went down on him until he was hard again.
After a couple of great fucks we drifted off to sleep. The next morning he really seemed to enjoy waking up to the feeling of a hot, wet mouth wrapped around his cock instead of the blare of the alarm clock. After another very satisfying fuck I felt quite the sleaze stumbling down the corridor on my way to my room. On rubber legs, in last night’s clothes, and my hair in the obvious “just fucked” style. The perfect way to start the day!
On Monday the conference opened. There was a lot scheduled for the week so I circled the meetings and seminars that Ethan should attend and I would go to the others and then in the evening we would compare notes and exchange information (and hopefully, body fluids). Late in the afternoon when I got back to my room there were messages from Ethan and Reggie asking about dinner plans. ONLY because both you and Gary told me to have fun and to misbehave as much as possible (Yeah, right - like I needed encouragement) I called Reggie and told him I would meet him for dinner. Then I called Ethan and explained that I had another appointment. But if he was free he could come to my room and we could shower together before I had to leave. He was knocking on the door before I put the phone down and then we…well, you know.
Reggie and I had dinner in one of the local restaurants in the “town center” and then we walked around chatting and looking in the windows of the expensive shops. He is married and has SEVEN kids. YIKES!!! He works in New York City and lives right across the river in New Jersey. A very nice guy. A total gentleman. A nice evening. He said “goodnight and got off the elevator on the third floor and I rode up to my floor. When I got off the elevator I smiled as I saw Ethan just down the hall knocking on my door with a six-pack of Sam Adams in his hand. The guy knows the way to my heart (and my bed). This time, after two great fucks, I sent him packing back to his room and I settled in to get a good night’s sleep. Okay, I admit it -- my age was showing!
Tuesday was a busy day and it was the day that I moderated a break-out session. I didn’t see Ethan all day and I had dinner with a group of five other women. Over dinner one of the women mentioned that she had visited a vendor’s hospitality suite the night before and that as she was leaving around midnight it looked like things were getting pretty wild. I made a mental note of the vendor. On our way back into the hotel I met Reggie and he invited me for a drink. I accepted and we spent an hour talking. He didn’t make any moves and neither did I but I had a feeling that before the conference was over we would hook up. Back in my room, alone, I called home and had a nice chat with hubby and son and then I took a long, hot bath, caught up with my email and then hit the sack for another good night’s sleep. A sex-free day!!!
Wednesday I ran into Reggie at the buffet, and over lunch he asked if I would mind reviewing and commenting on a proposal he was presenting on Thursday. I said sure. We decided to skip the 1 pm seminar that we had both signed up for and we went up to his room. We never got to the proposal. I don’t even know if there really was one. We were making out as soon as the door closed and frenzied fucking soon followed. I certainly couldn’t fault his wife for fucking him every chance she got -- he was very, very good -- but seven kids? I made sure that he put rubbers on each time because it was obvious that his little swimmers were extremely potent. Technically, Reggie was flawless, but he was one of those lovers who obviously prided himself on being flawless to the point of letting technique trump passion. As I said, he was good -- both times, and I made it back to my room wearing a silly little grin the whole way. There was a message from Ethan and we had dinner together and he spent the night. It was his turn to look sleazy in the hall in the morning.
Thursday was the last full day of the conference. I spotted Reggie with another blond during the day and it certainly looked from the look on her face that Reggie was going to add another check mark to his personal score card. We smiled and waved at each other -- hey, it was just a conference hook-up. Ethan had lunch with me and asked if I wanted to go clubbing with him and a large group that was getting together. I declined. Instead, I dressed up and started touring some of the hospitality suites. The woman at lunch was right. Everyone seemed in a party mood and it being the last night of the conference the booze was really flowing.
Finally, around 10:30, I was in the suite of a vendor who had absolutely no connection with my company. Things were flirty. The music was loud, the lights were down and my ass and tits were being mauled. I was having a ball! Around midnight it was two other women and me and about a dozen guys. One of the women was lying across two guys on a sofa - kissing one as the other one was working her panties off of her - and the other one was pulling one of the guys out the door leaving me alone with ten horny drunk guys. Hey - two, maybe three, but ten? No way!!! It was time to say my good goodnights. Two guys left with me and things got friendly on the elevator (what is it with those elevators?). When they asked me to get off on their floor it seemed like a good idea and the next three hours proved that it was. Neither guy was drunk and they were both married and knew their way around a woman’s body. There was a lot of kissing and a lot of laughing and a whole lot of sucking and fucking.
It was a fun night and the kind that I loved. I had a cock in my mouth and one in my pussy for hours. As soon as the one in my pussy came the one in my mouth moved to take his place while the cock that had just gone soft moved to my mouth so I could work on making it stiff again. After both of them had fucked me once I took a quick break and got my cell phone out. I called home and when Gary answered I said, “This is for you lover” and I set the phone on the bedside stand and let Gary listen in as the two guys fucked me to orgasm after orgasm. Gary got to hear about an hours worth before the low battery signal started to beep. When I got back to my room at 4 am I saw the message light blinking on the phone, but I just collapsed on the bed totally satisfied and was asleep in seconds.
Friday was the wrap-up and get out of town for a lot of people, but there still are a lot left so that is why I’m going to sign off and finish getting pretty.
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To: JPB 10/20/07
Whew! Pant! Pant!
Hubby and I are taking a break. It’s been hot, sweaty fun with him since I got home! Wow! What a week! It turned out to be a lot more than I ever expected it to be! Sorry for all the exclamation marks, but that’s just the way I feel about it.
Had fun clubbing last night and a few attractive offers, but I went home with the guy I came with (sorry for the pun). Ethan and I came back to my hotel room and had two glorious fucks before falling asleep. Another one in the morning and then the rush to pack and get to the airport. In the courtesy shuttle on the way to the airport I once again made sure to tell Ethan that what we had done was an out of town away from home thing and that things when we got back to the office were going to have to stay professional. What happens at a conference stays at a conference.
We flirted the whole flight home and when we landed I hopped a ride with Ethan. Without asking he drove to his place and I didn’t object - we weren’t back to work yet so no prohibition on a little more playing around. “One more time” I told him, “and then from now on we have to behave.” Three more times later I managed to break loose and go home.
When I got home our son was at a birthday party (how perfect can timing get?) and Gary was more than ready for me. I haven’t had a week as sexually busy as this since college (well, probably one of my SLOWER college weeks). Gary is such a dear, sharing in my excitement and listening to my adventures. What more could a randy woman ask for in a husband?
Gary told me that during the week we received an invitation to an “Adults Only - Sexy costumes recommended” Halloween party at Michael’s house in Providence on Saturday the 27th. (Michael is the guy who loaned us his house when we got together with Alex). Any suggestions for a costume for me dear?
It is great to be home, but I was truly a fun week. I’m glad I have someone like you to share it with.
P.S. There’s another conference scheduled for February somewhere in Florida. If I decide to go I’ll have to think about taking Ethan or trying my luck on my own. If it is anything like this conference I could have all the slutty fun I can handle.
To: C 10/21/07
You could go naked as Eve. Might have a problem getting Gary to go the same way as Adam. If you go as Eve make sure to carry an apple in your hand.
To: JPB 10/21/07
That’s it?????? No comment at all about the incredible week I had??? I’m disappointed! I thought we would have a lot to talk about.
And the best…the VERY best…I lost 4 POUNDS!!!!! I weigh in every week at the “Y” after swimming and I couldn’t believe it! I guess eating right, avoiding alcohol, keeping busy and balling my tushy off is a great weight loss plan. Wait…let me think…I didn’t eat right, I certainly indulged in the booze and I wasn’t all that busy….it MUST have been the fucking. I can live with that.
Thanks for the “Adam and Eve” costume suggestion. I like the way you think. Gary is really looking forward to going because it is out of the area and no one there except Michael and Alex will know us (and, as he says with a leer -- “They really know us!”). But I think I’m looking for a little something sexier to wear than nudity -- even you admit that stockings and heels is sexier than nude. Gary says add a string of pearls and it would be perfect. I’m sure that there will be sexy pirates and vampires, school girls, princesses and whores, etc. I’m just trying to think of something sexy and original, but I’ll settle for clichéd and really sexy.
Write back to me. I hate it when your wife only gives you time for a one line note. Treat her better and maybe you can earn more computer time.
To: C 10/22/07
Sorry love, haven’t been able to get on the computer long enough to drop you a line. I’m amazed you could walk off the plane when you got home without looking like a bow-legged cowboy. I’m betting (regardless of what you are saying) that you don’t wait for another road trip before you and Ethan play again. It might take a little while, but the fire is there smoldering just under the surface and something will cause it to blaze up again. Maybe a Friday night after work drink that just happens to end up in his apartment. Possibly an invitation to a party that this time you don’t refuse.
The trip could end up being a chapter of BASW_you all by itself. In fact, you can almost bet on it.
The reason I couldn’t get on the computer is that the wife is heading off on her last trip to the Western Slope. She will be gone six days and she kind of kept me all to herself - stocking up so to speak. Starting the first of next month her region changes and somebody else gets to take over the offices on the other side of the mountain. I don’t mind a little time alone, but six days? Oh well, at least I’ll be able to spend a good deal of time typing stories into the computer.
To: JPB 10/22/07
You are very perceptive my dear!
I called Ethan on his cell to ask him a question about one of the seminars he attended and that I didn’t and he told me he was at home and invited me to stop by. When I got there I found a room full of guys watching football. Blushing and trying to cover my face I followed Ethan up to his room for a suck and a fuck. And then, with an even redder face, walked back through the roomful of guys to make my exit.
(Author’s note - the following was going to be left out of the story, but before I got to typing the story into the computer Christina came clean with Gary so I can put it in).
Now for the really weird part -- I didn’t tell Gary about the quickie on the way home Saturday OR Sunday. What’s up with that? Am I having an affair with Ethan?”
Now, about you…I’m sure you will miss your wife, but it is nice to know that you will have some computer time. I hope you told her that her last trip “over the mountain” isn’t just 6 days away, but 6 days of naughty possibilities!
We (Ethan and I) have both been busy today in the office, but there have been grins and smiles and even some subtle touching. What happened to my RULE??? No hanky-panky at the office. What’s wrong with me?
As far as walking like a bow legged cow-girl…I felt fit, fine and happy. Let’s face it, with your stories on my pillow at night I really didn’t have all that much more action last week. Wait…let me take that back…I guess I did. I know one thing; if I hadn’t taken Ethan along I don’t know HOW MANY notches I could have put in the headboard -- and with different guys. It was quite a party atmosphere. I can only think that the next conference in Florida in February would have at least the same mood.
Also, have you heard of a weasel-bikini? One of the guys in the twosome I had told me that he would buy me a weasel bikini to wear in the pool in February. Never heard of it, but because of when and where the offer was made it sounds interesting.
Well, back to work dear. Thanks for the longer reply. I love hearing from you.
To: C 10/22/07
As to what is up with you not telling Gary about Sat/Sun my guess would be that you have reached the point where you feel like you have no life of your own - everything is you and Gary. You could do fifteen guys on a weekend, but it is still you and Gary. Gary gets to know everything. You have to tell Gary everything. Nothing gets done without Gary knowing and commenting on it. Not that that isn’t a good thing since he does give you the freedom to run, but I think that you have reached the point where you feel that you have to have “a little something for yourself.’ Don’t sweat it sweetie. He still gets in on 99 and 44/100 % of what you do. It won’t kill either of you if you keep just a little bit for just you. Believe me on this one baby, I DO know what I’m talking about. I went through it with Nan.
To: C 10/23/07
Not a good week. We are putting a new roof on the house and it snowed before we could finish. I was up on the roof with a broom trying to sweep off the snow so we could lay the last few courses and being the klutz that I am I slipped and fell off the roof. Nothing broken, but my body hurts big time. The good news is that I was in no shape to go to work so I got to miss today which is my worst day of the week at work. I’ll probably have to sit out tomorrow also. It hurts to walk, bend and climb stairs, but surprisingly enough if I sit with my back supported on a straight backed chair I can sit and type. But getting up from that chair is a major undertaking and involves a lot of pain.
Three days back to work so have you and Ethan made any visits to the supply closet yet? Any long lunches together? I don’t know if you have thought of it yet, but I’ll let you know so there is no worry. Since I know that Gary reads these stories I will not include your Saturday and Sunday quickies in any of the BASW_you chapters. Also, any future liaisons you have with Ethan that you keep to yourself I will need to be silent on.
It is a “wicked weasel” and what they are is ‘almost non-existent.’ The name comes from the company that makes them. Why that name I have no idea. Just think of the smallest bikini you have ever seen and then imagine one even smaller. I have attached a picture of a girl in a wicked-weasel. If you would like to know what one would look like on a woman with your breast size just type wicked weasel into your search engine. The wife has a yellow one and when she wears it at the lake I have to stand guard over her with a gun to keep the wolves away.
To: JPB 10/24/07 5:35 PM
I’m so sorry to hear that you hurt yourself. I know back injuries can be extremely painful. And the wife isn’t there to give you aid and comfort. You poor baby.
Thank you for your comforting words about what is going on with Ethan and not sharing it with Gary. It truly makes sense -- but then I’d like it to make sense.
No, no hook-ups in the office except…Monday, after everyone left, Ethan and I wound up kissing and feeling each other up in my office! I broke it off and we went to his car and he brought me off with his fingers and I got him off with my mouth. Yesterday (Tuesday) we left the office earlier than usual and I followed him to his house for what we planned on being a quickie, but turned out to be two very hot passionate fucks with a blow job between them. Tonight I couldn’t avoid a late meeting, but Ethan was still there when it was over and we did the car thing again. We just can’t seem to be able to get enough of each other!
I know, I know, this could get really complicated and fucked up -- both on a marriage basis and a professional basis, but it is obvious that neither one of us wants to stop it.
About the “wicked weasel” bikini…I guess the guy was trying to flatter me OR he thought me really slutty (and he had every right to think that - I was fucking him and his friend an hour after meeting them). It doesn’t sound like the bikini a 34-year-old wife and mother would wear in the heated pool at a professional convention. Where do women wear such things besides their back yards?
I hope you’re feeling better by the moment dear.
To: JPB 10/24/07 5:58 PM
Hi again. There’s just so much going on that I forgot to mention some of the Halloween costumes Gary has found searching the web. They are all so skimpy. He’s real excited about the party on Saturday. First, we’ve had threesomes with both Alex and Michael. Then Michael has invited both of us to spend the night. And last, neither one of us has been to an “Adults Only” party.
Anyway, I plan to go as a teacher or a boss -- same outfit, different accessories. I dug out an old business suit. The jacket is a two-button, so it leaves a wide “V” from the shoulders to the buttons. I’m shortening the skirt as short as I dare. Black high-heels. Under the suit I’ll be wearing a certain black-lace bra (that gives me cleavage you could hide a car in), either dark thigh highs or dark stockings with a garter belt and the bikini lace panties that match the bra. I’m going to put my hair up in a bun and wear my glasses. If I decide on teacher I’ll carry an apple and a ruler. If a boss I’ll carry a clipboard. What do you think?
To: C 10/25/07
Can’t decide. Teacher and boss both have possibilities. As a teacher carrying a ruler when some guy cops a feel you could call him a “naughty boy” and tell him to bend over for three swats with the ruler. As a boss carrying a clipboard you could have a list of questions on a sheet of paper and tell the guys you were taking a survey of the work place. “Your answers of course will be confidential. First question…How big is your cock?” Oh yeah, fun either way.
Sitting at the computer because there isn’t anything else I can do except lay down. As long as I sit upright with my back straight I’m okay. I’m a little better than yesterday and hopefully I’ll be a lot better by next Monday.
Managed to type half a story into the box yesterday and maybe today I can get the other half in. At this rate I might get at least six of my backlog into the machine before I have to go back to work next Tuesday.
Hope you and your boy-toy are having a good time (and damn don’t I wish I was him).
To: JPB 10/26/07
I feel so bad that you are suffering. I hope your wife gets home soon to give you all the TLC you deserve (and that she has a story or two to raise your…er…spirits!).
Okay…I don’t think the wicked weasel is appropriate for swimming at the “Y.” Of course I do think my teenage stalker (Kyle) might approve.
All is quiet here today. All the bosses went to Boston for a big to-do. It’s nice with the phones not ringing.
Last night, soon after everyone else was gone, Ethan was in my office and his hands were all over my boobs! That was it! I finally told him to stop it. That I was sorry and that I was as much to blame as he was, but we had to cool our jets. The trip was fun and better than I expected it to be (he agreed), but it was just a sex only fling. I’m married, love my husband, I’m his boss and I have a career and he wants to start one. We have to stop fooling around. He’s ten years younger than me, is a great guy, good looking, sweet, smart and really REALLY good in bed and I told him he should be looking for the right woman. He said he is not ready to settle down, he’s crazy about me, I’m the most exciting woman he has ever had sex with (He’s a sly devil, isn’t he?”), his roommates are all jealous of him and he loves what we have and doesn’t want to give it up. Anyway, after 40 minutes of talking he agreed -- NO FOOLING AROUND IN THE OFFICE!
Well, we will just see what happens next.
To: C 10/26/07
Not much to say. Still ache in a ton pf places, but I am moving around better. Still not able to do much in the way of bending, but I figure that in about ten more years I’ll be back up to speed. Actually the real pain comes tomorrow morning when the wife gets home from her trip. I haven’t told her about falling off the roof. There isn’t anything she could have done to make things better for me so I felt it best to keep her in the dark. She will NOT be pleased with me.
The Ethan thing was bound to go the way it did and I’m glad you got it under control, but then I never doubted that you would. I don’t know how long you save your old emails in the “sent messages” file, but if you save them for a while and you go back and read them you will realize that you knew what was going to happen and that you would have to sit on him in the end (is there a pun in there somewhere?). You still have away from work until it burns out. I could have my head up my ass here sweetie, but I think your boy-toy came along at just the right time. I think you NEEDED him or someone like him. All that you were doing and then sharing with Gary was exciting and sexually satisfying, but I never had the feeling that it was anything more than that - exciting, satisfying sex. With Ethan, if I’m reading my emails from you right, you were having FUN. Sex for the pure joy of it! And like I said; I think you really needed that. Just too fucking bad it couldn’t have been me.
Take care and have a great weekend at the Halloween party.
To: JPB 10/26/07
I’m sorry about the pain you are suffering through. However, you did make me laugh about the ten year thing and the fact that the real pain starts when your wife gets home.
I don’t know what is wrong with me, but with the bosses gone Ethan and I left early and spent the late afternoon in his bedroom. I don’t know if it is the “fun” part or if it is the “secret” part, but something is definitely going on. It IS really great sex!
Maybe the guilt has something to do with it. Gary has always encouraged me and I’ve always told him everything - from the time I was thirteen until the conference. But what has happened with me and Ethan since we landed back home is a secret and I can’t think of a way to tell Gary about it yet. I even enjoyed sitting and having a couple of beers with Ethan and two of his roommates with both of them knowing that we had just finished fucking our brains out upstairs.
This thing has me all twisted up. I come home and Gary is higher than a kite about the costume party tomorrow night and I just can’t get up for it. I don’t know what he expects, but he is really looking forward to it.
To: JPB 10/26/07
Much to Gary’s disappointment we won’t be going to the Halloween party tonight. Our little one woke us in the middle of the night -- throwing up, temp of 102.5, pulling his ear, etc. (remember those days?). Spent the day, so far, at the pediatrician’s and the children’s ear, nose and throat specialist. It’s the flu with infection in one ear. He’s doing fine now, no fever and ears look okay. He just needs some TLC (like you).
Jerry is still insisting that I go to the party and he will take care of our son. I don’t want to leave my baby! What kind of a mother does that? I also said I wouldn’t feel comfortable showing up looking like a sexy slut in a house full of people I didn’t know. He agrees, but he is really sorry not to be going. He was really looking forward to an adults only party just to see how far the costumes and the behavior went. I admit I’m very curious about that also.
Also, last night before going to sleep, I told Gary EVERYTHING about Ethan. Gary said as long as I don’t want to run away with Ethan he is okay with it. It is also fine if I want to keep it private from him. He understood about wanting to keep something that was just mine, not to be shared. How can I not love this man with my entire being???
I’m worried about you and your back. You didn’t say; did any family come and fix meals or run errands for you while your wife was away?
Sorry about not having a BASW_me chapter to report, but sometimes real life gets in the way.
To: C 10/27/07
What do you mean that you are sorry that you didn’t give me a BASW_you chapter? You gave me one when you told Gary about Ethan. As long as you kept it to yourself I couldn’t write it, now I can. And the Ethan episode is a chapter all by itself. Gary did say that you could keep secrets from him so make sure that you always let me know what I can say and what I can’t.
No, no one took care of me; I just struggled through on my own. The wife will be home sometime today and I can look forward to catching a HUGE ration of shit when she finds out what happened. As far as our nightly check in phone calls went I told her that everything was fine, that work was going well (even though I haven’t been out of the house since I fell off the roof) so she is going to go ballistic when she finds out. But what the hey - she was on day two of a six day trip and 400 miles away. I tell her what happened and one of two things happens; 1) she drops everything and rushes home where she can’t do a damned thing except watch me hobble around hurt or 2) spend the next four days worrying about me and calling me six times a day and wanting to know if I’m all right. Both choices were unacceptable as far as I was concerned. So I’ll live with the dressing down I get when she gets home in an hour or so.
Take Gary’s mind off the party. Put on your hooker outfit, go out the back door and around to the front and ring the bell. When he answers the door tell him you are from the outcall service and you are there to fuck him to death -- and then do it.
To: JPB 10/28/07
I hope your wife is home and making you feel better. And I hope she wasn’t too hard on you for not telling her about your fall. However, if Gary would have done the same thing to me he would be a very sore boy!
We had a quiet day. Our son is well enough to go back to school tomorrow. I didn’t take him swimming today, but I went and my teenage stalker joined me. I took him with me to Applebee’s for lunch after. He wanted to know if I was dressing up for Halloween. I told him that we had to miss a party last night and that I was going as a teacher. I didn’t describe the outfit in detail, but enough for him to know that it was an adult party and that I might have been going to show some leg and some cleavage. He asked me if I would wear it Halloween and show him. Yeah!! Like that is ever going to happen!
I was sorely tempted to go to the party last night. Gary called Michael with our regrets and told Michael that he still wanted me to go. Gary put me on the phone and Michael was really trying to talk me into going. He said it was a nice crowd of “open-minded” adults (both married and single) who got together occasionally for some “friendly” times. He said I would be missing some great games like Musical Laps, x-rated Truth or Dare, even bobbing for penises (God but would I have liked to have seen that one). It sure sounded like fun, but Mommyhood was tugging at me too strong. Maybe next year. Michael finally let me go after I promised to call him about another weekend together -- him, Alex, Gary and me. Oh God, how lucky can one girl get???
To: JPB 10/29/07
Did you work today? I think I remember you telling me that you had Monday off. How’s the back? I hope you are feeling better.
All is quiet here. Ethan and I behaved ourselves in the office and he left early for a dentist’s appointment.
Jerry wants me to dress up to give out the candy on Wednesday. Nothing too outrageous, but something to make the daddies happy that their kids rang our doorbell. I’ll think about it.
Jan stopped by last night. We sat and had coffee and shared gossip. She is still seeing the same guy and her going out is still keeping her husband happy. She and Mandy have yet to go out on the town together again, but she said that Mandy has told her about some pretty wild adventures that she’s had over the last two years. You know that I’m intending to hear them so I can pass them along to you.
Well, that’s it for now. I was thinking about you and I hope that you are on the mend.
To: JPB 10/30/07
Well, did I have a day!
This morning I was “invited” to join Marge (my boss) and John (her boss) for lunch in the conference room. We talked business and I held my own. Then John said:
“On a more personal topic, I’d like to talk with you about your protégé.”
Bob, I almost wet my pants. I thought I was in major trouble. Anyway, John quickly went on to say Ethan had been a good hire on my part and that he had heard nothing but good about him from the floor. In planning my 2008 budget I had recommended Ethan for a heavy load of training and financing the last two semesters of his MBA. John said he was approving my requests.
Then he said some nice things about me and the job I’ve been doing and he wanted me to 1) hire and train another person to do what I do for another division and 2) hire and train another “Ethan” to work for that division also.
So the lunch wasn’t a disaster and I walked out still employed, but for an instant there I truly thought I was going to faint.
After work, in bed with Ethan, I explained what had been said in the meeting and that now we were talking about two careers with the company and it was now even more important to be strictly professional in the office. And after we agreed on that we fucked again!
Wow. What a day!
To be continued.