Megan and Bill
Caution: This Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Mult, Reluctant, Drunk/Drugged, Cheating, Slut Wife, Cuckold, Gang Bang, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Masturbation, Exhibitionism, Size, Transformation,
Desc: Sex Story: Chapter 1 - Husband discovers that his wife has a whole life he knew nothing about until one day...
Megan and I had been married for just more than five years. She and I had met in college, dated the whole four years and then after graduation, we got married. Megan is a true bombshell. Her body is tight and curvy in all the right places.
One thing about her that drives many men crazy is her breasts. While they are not huge, they are 'D' cups plus a bit in size. On her toned body they just stick out like two big neon signs. They are firm and have no sag whatsoever.
Our sex life was good, and we had experimented in many ways of having sex. We had even tried anal sex once. She hadn't liked it declaring that it was a bit too painful for her to enjoy it, so we never tried it again.
I had been working for the company for just over two years when my boss Greg called me into his office. I was a bit uncertain what it was about since there had been many layoffs over the last months with the dot-gone crash and all. I had been laid off from my last job due to cuts so this didn't bode well in my mind. When I entered his office, he motioned for me to sit in front of his desk while he finished up a phone call.
I sat there for about four or five minutes getting more and more nervous as to why I was there. Was I about to get the boot? I hoped not, since I had been bringing in more business to the company, and even had saved eight or nine contracts that had almost been lost to the competition.
Greg took quite a while before getting off the phone, then he did some last minute corrections on something on his computer before turning to me.
'Bill, I suppose you wonder why I called you into my office today?'
'Yes. I hope it is good news Greg.'
'Oh I think you will find it to be great news Bill. I have been looking at the work you have been doing and realized that you have actually brought in more than eighteen million in new business since you have started with us. I am also aware of the contracts that you managed to save from our competitors too.'
'Yes, eighteen million and you have saved more than ten million in those contracts you kept in our clients that were about to quit us. You have done very well for us and I wanted you to know that the company plans on rewarding you very soon for that great work. I will be making an announcement at the Christmas party that concerns you. I hope you will be there, and your pretty wife, Megan too.'
'Well I had planned on coming with Megan so I can say yes, we will be there Greg.'
'Good! Then next Friday night you will get some great news, trust me on that Bill.'
I was amazed. Greg had always been the playboy type of boss with a very hard edge. While he couldn't promote me or give raises, he could put in a good word. He was in command of his department and everyone knew it too.
There had been some rumors at one time about some of the ways he partied, but I had ignored them. Greg had always been straightforward with me. I had also never seen him do anything to substantiate the rumors anyway.
I went home and decided not to tell Megan the news, thinking that she would be extremely surprised when we both found out together. I was hoping for a raise or a nice bonus for all my hard work. I took Megan out for dinner that night. I also asked her to buy a nice party dress for the Christmas party the next week. It was going to be an important one for both of us.
That night, Megan was really wild in bed, even letting me finger here asshole a bit while I was eating her out. I got brave at one point and let my tongue wander down to where my finger was inside that tight little hole and tongued her there for a bit too. That coupled with the oral pleasure I had been giving her drove her over into orgasm.
I had noticed that she orgasmed rather easily now as compared to when we first married. It seemed that we were getting more in touch with each other in our lovemaking now. All I knew was that I really loved my wife and had no eyes for anyone else. Megan was my whole world as far as I was concerned.
Our sex life picked up noticeably the week before the party. Megan seemed insatiable most of the time. She knew that something was in the wind, but I didn't tell her, wanting her to be surprised. She went out and got a new dress but wouldn't let me see it until the night of the party.
The night of the party she took an unusually long time to get ready. When I saw her in her new dress, I about had a heart attack. It was a black strapless number that looked like her breasts were about to fall out of it at any moment. Especially since she wasn't wearing a bra.
In the back it was open all the way down to where her bottom cheeks began to swell out, matter of fact, you could just see the beginning of her 'crack'. It was so short, if she bent over at all she would be exposing herself and her panties.
She was wearing thong panties and thigh-high stockings. In her heels she looked so damn sexy and wanton that I almost was afraid to take her outside. I noticed as she walked the hem of her dress would flip out in the rear with each step she took. At one point, as I walked behind her a few steps I could see that thin cloth strip of her thong panties in the crack of her ass flashing as that happened.
I had a hard-on that wouldn't quit by the time we got off the elevator to go inside where the party was going full bore. We were a bit late, but when Megan walked in dressed as she was, every male in the building had eyes only for her. I was proud and a bit intimidated at the same time. She was so perfect looking. I had a hard time believing that she was my wife.
We went over to Greg and he was instantly between us talking and joking. He handed me a drink, and asked Megan what she wanted. Before she could answer, he told her he would get her a special drink that he was sure she would like. All my co-workers came over to introduce themselves to Megan, and some of them blatantly hit on her right in front of me.
'Hi there sweet thing. Why don't you dump the ol' man and come party with me for a while?'
'Hey beautiful, I could eat you right up. You are the hottest babe here tonight. How's about spending some time with me?'
It seemed that most of these guys had some kind of comment about her going with them to party. I was a bit jealous, but also proud because the center of all their attention was with me. She would be going home with me too.
Megan was eating up all the attention yet she stayed close to me. We danced to one song before Greg showed with our drinks. He ushered us over to a table and we sat and visited for a while. Men kept coming up and wanting to dance with Megan. I finally told her to go ahead and have some fun. I had never danced too much while she loved to dance.
Greg immediately jumped up and asked Megan for a dance. Megan, after looking at me to be sure it was ok, stood and went off with Greg arm in arm. I watched as they danced and I noticed that Greg would pull her in close from time to time, holding her breasts tightly to his chest.
His hands would be on her back, just where her dress began to show off her ass. I was a little bit uncomfortable with how close he held her, but she looked like she was having so much fun, unlike the other parties we had been to this year.
I was also a bit surprised at how comfortable she seemed in Greg's arms. I was happy that she was having fun and couldn't wait to get her home tonight. I felt that since Greg was a ladies man he probably would try to put some moves on her that would get her hot to trot and I would benefit because of it. Greg was trying to cop a feel as often as he could and succeeding at it too.
I could see Megan was having fun though so I just let it slide. Her smile made her face light up, and I figured that if anyone went too far she would shut them down but quick. I know she had in the past, and I also knew she could handle herself well enough to not piss them off either. Which would be good since she was with my boss at the moment.
At a summer party that had been held at a resort in the mountains, Megan had danced a bit with some of the guys and then she toured the place with Greg, Jim and several of my co-workers. Getting back from that tour she had told me she didn't feel well. I could tell that she didn't feel well, but she just told me that she was probably just tired and would be all right after she rested a bit.
She went to our room (we had booked one at the resort's hotel since we knew we would both be drinking and didn't want to drive home under the influence) and slept for a while before coming back out to join me on the golf course.
That night she had been very hot and we had a nice long sex session. I was surprised since she hadn't felt well earlier, but she brushed that off saying she had gotten a nice rest and felt much better now.
Then at the September party that was in honor of a retiring executive way up the food chain, she had overdone the dancing. She had also gotten drug off on a tour of the complex. When we got home that night, she had crashed in bed after taking a shower. She was so out of it, I didn't bother her for sex even though I had one hell of a raging hardon. I took care of it by myself, something that I hadn't had to do for a long time.
Tonight Megan was in great spirits and having fun dancing. She danced several dances with Greg, and then she was dancing up a storm with a bunch of my co-workers too. I didn't see her for quite a while. I was kept busy having small talk with co-workers and clients who were there.
When she finally showed back up, she looked almost wild. Her hair was askew and I noticed that her nipples were standing out like two little towers. The way that dress hung on her I was certain that they were the only thing holding it up.
She excused herself to go straighten up coming back after a while. Her breath was a bit ragged as she drug me out of my chair to go dance. She also stayed in very close to me, her breasts rubbing my chest as we danced too.
Greg walked up to us on the dance floor after Megan and I had our dance. He wanted us to come into the conference room near the back of the main hall. He was looking happy and nodding to various men as we walked there.
I noticed that Megan had slipped right under Greg's arm as we walked along, surprising me a bit. His hand dangled dangerously close to her breasts as they walked too. Once I thought I saw his hand dip into the top of her dress but at the angle I was at it could have just been an optical illusion too. Megan didn't seem to mind in any case, so I didn't say anything.
Megan came to me as we walked into the conference room. Greg motioned for me to sit at a seat where he was standing. Stepping around in front of me he held out his hand to Megan and pulled her up next to him. His hand was on the small of her back, and I could tell he was rubbing her lightly as they stood there. I was a bit jealous of him for a moment. It passed with his next words.
'Megan, I wanted you to stand by me and look at our next vice-president. Bill is about to be promoted. It comes with a really substantial raise, and a new office near mine. Congratulation's Bill. You deserve this promotion for sure.'
Megan squealed and jumped up and down. As she did, Greg kept his hand and arm still, and since his hand was just where it crossed her bottom it had the effect of dragging on her dress. So as she moved up and down her dress fell a bit. I almost didn't see it since I was so shocked by his announcement. I happened to notice because Megan's nipples just began to show over the top of her dress.
After Megan calmed down, Greg sat in his chair and pulled her onto his lap. I was stunned when she let herself be pulled down, and then really stunned when Greg pulled her way up on his lap. Greg then put his hands on her knees and pulled Megan's legs outside of his, spreading her lewdly and exposing her totally to my view.
At some point, Megan's panties had disappeared tonight! I was looking at her pussy, and then I noticed that she had white stuff seeping out of her too! She had also been clean shaven down there too. When she had been dressing, she had a small tuft of hair just above her pussy lips, and now that was gone.
'Now Bill, here comes the final good thing and I get to show you how much your wife helped you with getting the new job.'
Megan began to look uncomfortable now. She had a look in her eyes that was part fear and part sadness. I saw Greg's hands begin to pull her dress up her hips, then as Megan raised up a bit, Greg pulled her dress up and over her waist. Stunned, I could only watch as Greg removed my wife's dress totally, making her naked, on his lap.
'Greg, what the hell are you doing? Megan, what in the hell are you thinking?'
'Bill. I am giving you the final test for that raise and Vice-presidency. You see, I have sampled Megan here quite a few times and now it is time for you to know about her. You should know that your wife is my hot little slut. She has been helping me with some customers and co-workers for about a year now.
Megan, my wife, was looking at me and then began to talk. Her words were laced with a touch of fear. She spoke fast and in a high pitched voice quite unlike her usual speech.
'Bill, don't get mad at me please. I let Greg use me so that you could move up faster in the company. He told me that he could help your career and even fast track you. He has used me in return for helping you succeed. It isn't that big of a deal you know. We even talked about this once remember? Having others in our relationship? So we get two birds with one stone, we get variety in our sex life and you get a nice fat juicy job with the company.'
'Having others in our relationship was just talk, and if we were going to do that I would have thought I would be included in that decision too, Megan. What have you done? Do you realize that you have been cheating on me now? Why? How could you do this to me... to us? It appears that the only one that has been having any variety in their sex life has been you.'
Megan looked like she was going to cry for a minute, then slowly, a different look came into her eyes. Looking down I saw Greg's hands in her crotch, rubbing her bare pussy, two of his fingers deep inside her. Then one of his hands moved up to her breasts and started tweaking her nipples. Megan began to moan.
'You should have seen her just a little bit ago Bill. Jim and a few of the guys worked her over but good. They even shaved her little pussy. Look at her pussy Bill, she has had three cocks in there already tonight and it still looks and feels tight as a virgin. She is one hot to trot babe.'
'I'm sorry Bill, but Greg knows how to push all my buttons. Oh baby, I love you, please don't forget that. I am doing this for you, for us baby. Please don't get mad. Greg can do so much for us Bill. Ohhh... Yessss... Oh Greg, I gotta have your huge cock in me. I am so horny right now.'
I was angry and as upset as I had ever been. My boss had just told me that he had been fucking my wife! My wife who was at this moment, naked in my boss's lap being pawed by him. She was even begging for his cock. I stood up, ready to punch out Greg's lights when he stopped what he was doing and with quite a bit of force, pushed Megan off his lap where she landed on the floor.
'Oww! Hey Greg watch it. That hurt!'
'You'll get over it real quick slut. Sit tight while I pound your husband into the floor. You really should sit back down before you get hurt Bill.'
He stood up and smiled a big nasty smile. I could see that he had been ready for my reaction. Megan just sat on the floor, watching. She had tears in her eyes. I could see she was afraid, but of whom I didn't know. I wasn't even sure of whose side she was on, if any, at that moment.
'Ok then, the party is really ready to start now. Now before you try to kick my ass, remember that she has been fucking me of her own free will. Also, if you try anything, I will make sure you are fired but not before I get my licks in on your pathetic little ass. I can see to it that you also go to jail. Then, well, I'm sure that I would be keeping Megan company until you got out.'
As he stood, I realized that what he said was true, Megan was sitting on the floor and not saying anything. Her eyes were on me. Greg was larger than I and I knew that if I started anything I would probably get my ass kicked. Also, I knew I would lose my job too. His comment about jail worried me also.
I reigned in my emotions as best I could and sat down, defeated. Stunned and about as hurt as I had ever been. I just didn't know what I should do for certain. The way Megan was acting, I didn't know if anything I did would be worth it.
When Greg saw that I wasn't going to go physical on him he turned and took out his cock.
'Good choice Bill. Now, watch and see what your little wife, my slut has learned over the last year.'
Taking Megan's head in his hands he guided her lips to his erect cock. He had about ten inches of cock, hard as iron. I couldn't believe it when Megan took his cock between her lips and then just swallowed it fully to it's base in one fell swoop.
She had never taken all of my cock into her throat during sex and I was surprised at her skill with Greg's huge one. As I sat there, my heart torn to ribbons, watching my former prim and proper wife acting like a whore, my head spun.
Greg kept Megan's hair in his hand as he began to actually fuck her mouth hard. Her head was flying back and forth on his cock as it went into its base then almost out of her lips on each stroke. I noticed that Megan was trying to look at me as Greg got closer and closer to orgasm.
Greg reached down and began to play with her breasts as his cock rammed in and out of her mouth. He pinched her nipples gaining her attention back on him. He then leaned way over and started to rub her pussy, his chest almost trapping her head at his crotch.
Soon, Megan began to respond to his touches and started to moan around his cock. She pulled back for a second and while her mouth was free of him she moaned loudly.
'Oh Greg. Give me you're cum baby. I want to taste you're sweet juice. You taste so good. Come on, cum down my throat.'
Since Megan had only once swallowed my cum, and after that never again let me cum in her mouth, saying that she really hated the taste of it. I could only watch, when on a deep downstroke, Greg began to shake a bit, his cock pulsing. He came in my Megan's mouth, deep in her throat and she was swallowing it like it was the nectar of a God.
After Greg came, he pulled out and let Megan lick and suck him clean. She had a bit of cum at the corner of her mouth and as she finished cleaning Greg up she took her finger and ran it around, getting it all on her digit and then stuck it in her mouth and licked it clean too.
'Mmmmm. That is so tasty Greg. You have the best tasting cum of any man I have ever sucked off.'
Looking at me with a trace of guilt, she then stood and let Greg begin to feel her up, his fingers going into her pussy and asshole as he ran them all over her body. Soon her eyes closed as she moaned, her hands caressing his cock as he fully explored her body.
He turned her so that her back was toward me. I think he didn't want her to look at me too much. As he did, his fingers spread her asscheeks wide open and I could see something white trickling out of that tender tight little brown bud.
'You know that Megan had a lot of fun at the July picnic? She fucked me and a few of my friends in your room as you were out playing golf. I introduced her to gangbangs that day and she took to them like a duck to water. Then in September she was so hot that she took on a few of our Jamaican clients too. I didn't even have to order her to. She did it on her own. Amazing wife you have. Amazing slut I have. I especially love to fuck her ass. You know how tight it is... oh that's right, she doesn't let you have her ass, only my friends and I get that. Poor sucker.'
I was too overwhelmed for words or action at that point. I had discovered in one very short time that my supposed loving wife was nothing but a whore. A corporate whore for my boss. I just sat there weakly, sick to my stomach not able to even walk out in indignation.
'Just tonight, while her pussy still fresh from being shaved, I took her tight little ass. She was screaming for more when I finished too. Just like a good little slut. A few of the other guys were there and they got to fuck her pussy. Kind of a bonus for work well done last week.'
As I watched, Greg had Megan lay back on the conference table. I could see that he was getting another erection. Megan laid there, legs hanging off of each side of the table, her pussy spread wide and running with her juices and the cum of other men...
'Greg, I need your cock in my pussy. Please baby, give it to me. Fuck me hard and fast. I want to feel the head of your cock bumping me hard and deep. Fuck me Greg, fuck me!'
Greg took a hand and began to rub and finger her eventually inserting four fingers into her pussy.
'Hey slut, whose cock do you love best? Mine or Bill's?'
Megan looked at me guiltily and didn't answer him. Bill pulled away from her and stopped touching her.
'Megan, whose cock do you love to have fuck you? If you want any more of my cock, you better answer me now.'
'Greg, please... You are pushing us too hard as it is. Don't make me answer you, please. Just fuck me.'
Greg reached out and taking her chin in his hand he turned her head so that she was looking at him.
'Slut, you get nothing unless you tell Bill who's cock you really love to have fucking you. Now, whose cock do you love?'
Softly, looking at him with resignation and a bit of fear, Megan replied.
'What? I didn't hear you slut. Whose cock do you love?'
'Yours Greg, I love your cock. Please, just fuck me now. I want your cock now.'
Greg turned to look into my eyes smiling an ugly smile.
'See Bill? Your prim and proper wife loves another man's cock more than yours. She is a nasty slut for me. She will do anything I tell her to at any time too. I could have her walk naked out into that party just past those doors there, and have her go to the first man she saw, drop to her knees and suck his cock in front of everyone.'
I sat there, believing his words as he stepped back in between Megan's spread legs. Her hands went to his cock and began to stroke him. He reached out and pinched her nipples' really hard, and then pulled on them until I thought they would fall off.
Megan didn't even whimper. She closed her eyes and continued to stroke his cock. Her feet came up to the table top, and her knees fell farther outwards, causing her pussy lips to spread. I could see moisture literally running onto the table from her pussy. Her eyes were glazed in a kind of trance like. Megan took his cock in her hands and began to shove it into her pussy. Soon he was fucking her hard and fast.
Each stroke into her, I could see her body would raise up a bit. I could imagine that it had to have hurt a bit at that moment. Megan just moaned and begged for more. Greg looked over at me and then got a funny look on his face. It was as if he had just thought of one more thing to torture me with. He had.
Pulling out of her pussy he took her knees in each hand and pushed them back. Way back. Her knees were by her head, Her bottom was turned up with that move and I could see her asshole winking open as Greg began to push the head of his cock into that tight little brown bud.
'I think I need to show hubby dear just how much you love my cock slut. I am going to fuck this tight little asshole of yours, then show him your latest trick. Watch close Bill, you are about to learn something about your slut... I mean your wife, who is my slut.'
Megan started to whine. Her hands had gone to her pussy where she was rubbing her clit and fingering herself hard. Even as his cock entered her asshole, she kept on masturbating.
'Greg, fuck me. Don't stop now baby, fuck me with your big cock. Ohhhh... Mmmmmm... yes... fuck my ass!'
Megan was begging my boss to fuck her in her ass. His cock was bigger around and quite a bit longer than mine and I hadn't been able to fuck her in the ass but one time. Now, here she was begging for Greg's cock in her.
As I watched, Greg slowly inserted his whole cock into Megan's ass. She just looked into his eyes and watched his face. She had just a touch of pain show when he entered her fully but that soon left and she was back in a trance like state again.
'Yes, fuck me. Fuck my ass. Yes, yes, Fuck me!'
Megan was hissing those words out at Greg. She wouldn't look at me anymore, she was staring at Greg as he worked his large cock into her tight asshole. My heart was tearing up as I watched the love of my life begging for another man to fuck her like she hadn't let me.
'Oh yeah bitch. For a slut your ass is sure tight. I love to fuck your asshole too. Even after those Jamaicans' got done with your ass that time, it was still really tight. Yes, I love fucking my slut's asshole.'
Greg began to fuck her ass just as hard as he had been her pussy a minute before. Megan had several orgasm's as Greg rammed her hard and fast. Just when he began to cum he pulled out and grabbing her head, he slid her around on the table.
'Watch this Bill. Your slut, I mean... your wife has learned a new trick. You should try this sometime. I love the way she cleans me off. So, well, slutty you know.'
With that, he took his cock and shoved it into Megan's mouth. Just after pulling it out of her asshole, here was my boss, shoving his dirty cock into my wife's mouth. Then, he began to fuck her mouth, driving his cock farther into her until soon his balls were bouncing off of her forehead as he buried himself in her throat.
He shot off, buried in her throat, and Megan swallowed it all without losing a drop. Then he pulled out and slapped her face with his softening member. She tried to capture it and take it back into her mouth, whining as she did.
'Mmmm... I need more Greg. I need more cock. I want to fuck and suck more cock. I want cock in all my holes. Please, I'm begging you Greg, give me some more.'
'Your wish is my command slut. I will get some of the guys outside to come on in and fuck you senseless, whore. You are the best slut I have ever had you know that Megan? Bill's wife is my slut. God I love saying that. Bill, your wife is my slut. MY slut.'
As I sat there looking at my wife, Greg stepped out and soon there were eight men in the room with me and my naked wife. Just before the first of them came in Megan glanced at me and then she said.
'I don't know what to say Bill. I do love you so much, but Greg does things to me that I just can't explain. I... I hate him for what he has gotten me to do, I hate him for making me do things for him that I haven't for you. I love how he makes me feel though. I'm sorry honey. I really truly am sorry.'
Megan looked away from me. She wouldn't look at me after that statement. I thought I saw a tear on her cheek but I couldn't tell for sure. I sat there, heartbroken and worn out. This day had been the worst day in my life so far.
I couldn't take much more. I felt like throwing up as I watched my former prim and proper wife waiting, naked on the conference table having just been fucked in all of her hole by my boss...
Megan slipped down to the floor, on her knees when the other men came in. Soon she had each hand on a cock and one in her mouth. Hands were on her tits, roughly grabbing and pulling on her nipples as other hands and fingers were playing with her pussy and ass.
One of the guys laid back on the floor and the others grabbed Megan and held her up over his erect cock. Slowly they lowered her down on his large member, as he aimed it at her pussy. As soon as she was settled down on him another man stepped up behind her and pushing her forward as his cock into her asshole. Yet another man got to one side of them as they were fucking, and stuck his cock in her face.
Megan had three cocks inside her and she was moaning and groaning as they fucked her hard and fast. They had gotten a rhythm going and as the two in her asshole and pussy would ram in, the guy in her mouth would get the benefit of a deep throat on his cock.
Greg came to stand by me. He put a hand on my shoulder as I watched these men, my co-workers and some of my clients, fucked my wife or were lining up to have their way with her. I found that I had gotten an erection in spite of my anger and shame. Humiliated, I only could just sit there and watch as my wife had sex in ways that we had not.
'Bill, your wife is the best fucking slut I have ever had. She begged for more the very first time we fucked. I don't know how you managed to keep up with her for so long. She has worn out upwards of fifteen men at a time before.'
'You son of a bitch. What did you do to her to get her to do this for you?'
'Now Bill, she offered herself freely in order to help you succeed. I couldn't pass her up. She is way too much woman to do that. Look at her. She loves to fuck.'
Greg was still naked and watching the fucking going on. He was stroking his cock as he talked to me and I knew he was going to go back for more from my wife. I could see that she was going to be busy for quite a while now.
'Hey, Bill, you can go get some rest if you want. You look tired. I will make sure that my slut... I mean, your wife gets home safe and sound. Tomorrow sometime, maybe in the afternoon. I think she is going to be busy until then for sure. Must be fifteen or twenty men waiting for their shot at her.'
I stumbled to my feet. As I left, I heard Megan begging for another cock to fuck her ass. My heart was thumping, I was sweating, and my wife was fucking like a whore of Babylon. I left the room and blindly walked for the main entrance
As I left the party a few of the people who worked for me looked at me with sympathy. I could tell they knew what was happening in that room. Christ, did everyone but me know about Megan all this time? Reaching the front door, Albert, the doorman for the building came up to me with a package. A small box.
Albert had always been the best at getting me to smile every morning. His attitude was one of good things happen to good people. I enjoyed him quite a bit. In his uniform, his dark skin and salt and pepper hair made him look almost regal at times.
'Uh, sir, I understand what you are thinking right now. Some of us knew about Greg and Megan and how he has been using her as the company... um... well anyway, these might help you in some way. Greg filmed everything. If he finds out that I have given you these he will probably fire me. I got them from his office closet last night. He uses them when the 'conquest' starts to want out. He is very smooth and good at getting women under his will. Megan in not the first. I respect and admire you Bill. Your department has the most loyal people. Everyone loves working for you because you treat them right, decently. Greg on the other hand... well, I will call you if that's all right. There are some more things you will want to know.'
'What's to know Albert? My wife is a whore for Greg. Greg's whore. She is right now fucking a group of men in that conference room. She actually thinks that her fucking Greg got me my new position. She evidently doesn't know about the audit committee or that the big bosses make all of the promotions. Greg has nothing to do with my raises or promotions. She likes what she's doing in there. I don't have a wife. I have Greg's slut. I don't even have that. She just happens to stay with me for some kind of twisted reason that I can't understand. I have been betrayed by my wife, my boss, and even some of my other co-workers and clients.'
'All I ask is that you view the tapes. They are marked with the dates starting with the first time he had Megan. He worked hard for more than seven months after you started to get her in the right place and time to work her over but good. She eventually fell due to his persistence, skill, and probably some drugs. Drugs that would loosen her up and make her want to please him. She never really ever had a chance to keep from fucking Greg, Bill. He has managed to usually get women to do what he wants. Just don't do anything rash. Some of us want to talk to you about this.'
'Albert, how long? How long have I been living this fucked up fake life with Megan?'
'The tapes are dated Bill. They are dated from near the first time. I wish I had come to you sooner. I am sorry for not telling you but I didn't think you would have believed me and it would have cost me my job too.'
As I turned to walk away, my secretary, Jan came up to me. She had tears running down her face. She hugged me and whispered that she needed to talk to me sometime soon. She had something important to tell me. I got the feeling that she had been where my wife was at the moment. I just nodded through my own tears.
I left and went home. Getting there I poured myself a large scotch and sat in the darkness of the living room, the box of tapes at my side. That box of my wife's treachery and slutiness on film for everyone to see.
After a while, I put a tape in. I noticed it was the earliest date of the bunch there. Greg and Megan were talking. Her hair was askew and her face flushed, like she had been drinking too much. She was asking if there was anything she could do to help me succeed at work. Greg told her that I was doing fine but he could help to get me on the fast track for promotions.
I could tell that Greg had been working on her already and the way the camera moved time to time, I realized that there was someone else there filming them. I don't think Megan was aware of this though. She never once looked at the camera or towards it. Also, it was from a weird angle too. Like someone was in a closet or hallway filming from a distance.
As I watched it, I saw just how Greg got my wife into this mess. I could see they were in his office. Greg told Megan that he would do what he could but it all depended on how far Megan was willing to go with him.
She looked at him, then she asked him what she needed to do. He told her to get undressed. She looked startled for a bit then some weird look came across her eyes and she began to undress. She was reluctantly doing this, but doing it none the less.
Soon, Megan was naked and Greg took off his clothes. He was saying something but the camera hadn't picked it up. After a bit I saw her go down on her knees and begin to suck on him. She was having trouble with it and suddenly he just grabbed the back of her head and forced her to take the full length in one shot.
She struggled and choked for a bit then as he talked to her she began to calm down. He held her so her lips were buried in his crotch until she did calm down. She couldn't pull away since his strength and size gave him far more power over her than she could overcome.
Then, when she fully relaxed, he began to stroke in and out as she finally let him fuck her throat like it was a pussy. By the time he was close to cumming she was doing it all by herself and with a relish it seemed. Her hands had come up to encircle his hips and I could have sworn that she was pulling him into her throat.
Greg then had her bend over the chair in his office and he began to fuck her pussy. Hard and fast, she was gasping and begging him to take it easy.
He ignored her and once again, she began to get used to his size and thrusting. I noticed that she began to get into the fucking and I soon heard her moaning and begging him for more.
'Oh, Greg, yes. Fuck me you bastard. Harder. Oh baby, give me that huge cock of yours. Oh, yes. Fuck me!'
She came about four times before he got close to cumming. Pulling out of her pussy, he lined the head of his cock up with her tight little asshole and in one shove, pulling back on her hips and ignoring her cries of pain, he buried his cock fully into her ass. She tried to get away from him but he held her hips firmly and kept pressing his cock into her until he buried his cock in her.
'No! No! Not there Greg! Please! That hurts! Ow! Oh God, please Greg stop that. It hurts too much.'
'Relax slut. If you relax it won't hurt and you may even learn to love it. It's going to happen anyway so relax.'
Megan was frozen in position. Her face screwed up in pain. Pretty soon, as Greg held deeply inside her, her features began to relax. Greg was watching her face and as soon as he saw her relax I saw him smile.
He had reached down and was rubbing her clit as he held her with his other hand. She was responding to his touch too. I saw her lower lip curl under her upper teeth as she began to loosen up for him.
'See? It's beginning to feel better already isn't it? Just wait a bit more. I know you will love this.'
Waiting a bit more, he finally began to stroke in and out in long slow strokes. After a short time I noticed that Megan was thrusting back at him and soon she was just hammering her body back onto his cock just as fast and hard as he had been doing her pussy earlier.
'God, this feels so good Greg. Fuck my asshole baby, fuck me hard. Oh, I love your cock Greg. Fuck me lover, fuck me.'
As Greg got close to cumming I saw Megan have an orgasm. His fingers were still on her pussy as he rubbed her to an orgasm. Seeing her go off, Greg pulled out of her asshole and turned Megan around and shoved his cock right down her throat.
'Take it slut. Suck me clean too bitch. You love my cock in your throat don't you slut?'
She choked a bit but within four or five strokes into the depths of her throat, she was sucking him like a pro. He came hard and copiously. Cum was running down the corners of her mouth and dripping onto her firm tits.
I heard him tell her to clean him up really good and to get all of his cum. Megan looked up into his eyes as she began to lick and suck on his cock and balls. I could see tears drying on her face. Her fingers wiped up the cum that had gotten on her tits and when he pulled out of her mouth she immediately began to suck and lick her fingers clean too.
'Oh God Greg, you were right. I like getting fucked like this. Will you fuck me some more? I feel so horny. So... hot.'
'Well slut, your husband might come in to talk to me and how will I explain you being here, naked and my cum in your hot little mouth? Maybe later or tomorrow I will drop by your place and fuck you really good. I will have more time then too.'
'Anytime Greg. You can fuck me anytime.'
'Whose slut are you?'
'I'm not a slut Greg. I love fucking you but I am not a slut.'
'What kind of woman would fuck her husband's boss in his office while her hubby is just down the hall slaving away? A slut that's who. You are my slut now. If you don't say it, you will not get this cock again. So... whose slut are you?'
'What? I couldn't hear you slut. Whose slut are you?'
'YOURS Greg. I am your slut. I will do whatever you want me to. You can have me do anything that you want Greg. I am your slut.'
'Good. Now that you know whose slut you are... whose wife are you?'
'I don't want to go there Greg. Leave Bill out of this. I love him, even if I have fucked you, I still love my husband.'
'Slut, you want more of this cock?'
'Who is your husband? Whose wife are you?'
'I am Bill's wife. I am married to Bill. Why are you doing this? Isn't it enough that I have just cheated on my husband again?'
'So, Bills' wife is my slut. My official slut. I think that as my official slut, I will have you fuck some of my co-workers and clients. What do you think of that, slut?'
He wasn't listening to her questions. I was stunned when she had said 'cheated on my husband again.' Did that mean that this was not the first time they had fucked? I saw that she was talking again. Now he was going to offer her to others too?
'No! No one else Greg, just you. I shouldn't even be fucking you. I-I-I... '
'You, are a slut. MY slut. You will fuck anyone and everyone I tell you to slut. Understand me?'
'Yes... no... I-I... can't we just fuck and call that good Greg? Please?'
'Are you my slut Megan?'
'Yes, I am your slut Greg.'
'You will fuck whoever I tell you to then right slut? Or do I have to go out there and announce to everyone within earshot what we were just doing in here? If I do, I will drag you out there naked so there is no doubt either. Now, if you don't want that, if you don't want your hubby to see you naked and just fucked, what will you do for me slut?'
'I will fuck you... and anyone you tell me to Greg. I am your slut.'
She said that softly and in a defeated tone. I could see that he had just won a victory over her and that she was aware that things had gone much farther than she had probably ever thought they would.
'A good slut. You are a good slut. I am going to love watching you fuck other men for me. One day, I will even watch as you fuck other men in front of your hubby too. Why? Because you are my slut! What's more, once you get used to many men at once, you will come to love it too.'
'Please, not that Greg. Not in front of Bill. That would kill him.'
'You are my slut. You will fuck whoever and however I tell you to, even if it is in front of your husband's whole family. Or, I can just walk you out there right now. 'What's it going to be... slut?'
'You win Greg. I'm your slut. I will fuck whoever you tell me to, whenever you tell me to.'
'Good. Now, if you can get me up again, I will give you one more taste of my cock in your hungry pussy. Hurry up though, the hubby is right outside working away.'
As I watched, Megan began to lick and suck on Greg's cock. He even turned around and bent over so she could lick his asshole for a bit too. She had gone totally out of her mind for his cock. My only caveat was the fact that she had told him that she loved me still. That and the fact that he had trapped her into this somehow. Not much, but something.
I had hopes that we could work this out. It seemed that she had been forced into this. I would probably have to quit my job, and we would have to move... but I could still see a small way to stay with her. She was the love of my life still.
I watched several more tapes and soon realized that Megan had learned about the camera man. She would make faces into the camera and lick her lips just like a porn star. She even went down on the camera man as he filmed his blowjob.
It seemed that the more Greg had her do, the more she began to love doing it for him. I could tell that she had begun to change at one point when I noticed her eyes had a sparkle in them that wasn't in the first four or five movies. It was as if she was actually looking forward to fucking other men for Greg.
I slept roughly and tossed and turned all night. Megan didn't get home until late in the afternoon the next day. She got out of Greg's car with just a large towel wrapped around her. No clothes or shoes, just the towel. Broad daylight, my wife gets out of another man's car in just a towel.
Greg came around and right there in our front yard, he slipped his hands up under the towel and ran them all over her body. Then pulled the towel off of her body. She stood there naked, in our front yard in full view of our neighbors, as Greg felt her up and then sucked on her nipples.
Then with a last little slap on her ass as he threw the towel over his shoulder he pointed to our house telling her to go in and see the hubby. Naked she walked toward me, walking slowly with tears falling down her cheeks.
Walking into the house she couldn't look me in the eyes and I couldn't look at her. I turned and walked away going to the kitchen. I heard the shower turn on and a while later Megan came out, dressed in blue jeans and a blouse. Her hair was wet, and she looked fresh. A person wouldn't have been able to tell she had spent the night fucking a bunch of men.
'Bill, don't hate me please. I still love you and want you. I don't know how this all started. I can't think straight anymore. Just don't hate me please.'
"Hate you? Tell me why I shouldn't hate you Megan. You have been a slut for my boss for over a year. You have been fucking other men, giving them what you refused me. You have been lying, running around behind my back to fuck Greg. Probably laughing at stupid old Bill, who doesn't have a clue. Some kind of strange way to show your love for me isn't it?'
'Bill, please, I know this is hard for you to understand, but I love you. I don't want to lose you. Please... please try to understand. At first I did it to help you, then... I... I don't know what happened or when, but I grew to like it. Please try to understand.'
'Understand what Megan? That you like fucking other men more than your own husband? That you let Greg and my co-workers and clients' fuck you in ways you won't let me? Understand that my prim and proper wife has become a slut? Jesus Christ! Don't come near me slut. Stay the fuck away. I need space right now after all that I have learned about you and my boss.'
Megan had started to come in close to me, trying to hug me. I stepped back and then put the kitchen table between us. I was so angry I was afraid I would do something really stupid. I was busy trying to calm myself down. The last thing I wanted to do was be close to her because I was wanting to hit her, to hurt her like she had hurt me.
Megan had tears flowing now. That just made me angrier. Did she think that her tears now would fix everything? Tears fix the pain, the shock, the visions of last night in my head? Or worse yet, make me feel sorry for her acting like a slut?
'Bill, please... I love only you. Greg and the others... it has all been just sex. Can't you see that I still love you? I only fucked Greg so you would get promoted and rise up in the company.'
'Megan try to fool someone else. I watched you on tape last night, when you and Greg did it that first time. I heard you discussing with Greg about my position. He told you he could help me rise in the company while he knew that he couldn't. I know that I told you once how the promotions and raises were handed out. That the audit committee is the only ones who can do those things. Greg can't, he can only recommend, he can't even fire me.'
'What are you talking about? What tape of me and Greg? I don't know what you are talking about Bill'
'Tape's Megan. Greg has lots of tapes, probably every time he has fucked you or had his buddy's gangbang you, he has had them recorded. He even has a guy hired just for that purpose. This guy gets to fuck Greg's sluts too, so he has lots of incentive to get every thing on film.'
'Oh God. He has taped me fucking all those men? Oh Bill... I didn't know.'
'Megan, don't lie more now. You did know. You looked into the camera several times in quite a few of the films I have seen so far. You even smiled, opening your mouth to show you eating cum just for the camera several times. I imagine that you have been photographed too. I saw flashes at different times in some of the films. If you want to stay married to me there is going to be a huge change right away. It's up to you Megan. I am not too sure we will be able to salvage our marriage as it is, but I am still willing to try.'
'Oh Bill, anything. I will do anything to keep you. I am so sorry about all of this. I never meant to hurt you. I love you so much.'
'Ok, then first of all, you have to quit fucking around on me and I am going to have to quit my job. Then we will have to move, probably out of town, if not the state. You will have an awful lot of work to do to show me before I will ever be able to trust you again too. Then there is the sex. I will expect the same sex you have given these other men, always, with no argument. Ever. I am your husband after all. I should have been at least getting the sex you gave these other men.'
'Quit your job? Move? Oh Bill, you can't quit. What will we do? I did all of this just so you could move up in the company and you want to quit now? That will just make me a cheap whore.'
'What are you saying Megan? That you aren't a cheap whore? That you aren't a slut for Greg? You can't surely expect me to stay working for this place still. Not after all my co-workers have fucked you and enjoyed your body, willingly given by you. Get a grip. You have to quit being a slut. I have to quit this job. There is no choice in that matter.'
'But you can't quit yet Bill. You don't have anything lined up. We could starve or get kicked out of our home. You have to have a job first. Besides, I promised Greg that I would be available for him next week. One last thing to do. Then that will be it. NO more fucking others. I will be your faithful and devoted wife from then on. If I don't work for Greg next week I am afraid of what he may do.'
'Perhaps you didn't hear me Megan. You have to stop fucking around NOW. Not next week, NOW. Christ, I can see that you actually love fucking him and those men. Maybe there isn't a chance for us after all.'
'Look Bill, I promised Greg that I would go with him to Jamaica, we will be gone only one week, or eight days, then I will be done being his slut. I will be your slut from then on. Yours and only yours. Whatever you want of me from then on. I have to go to Jamaica though Bill. I promised Greg I would and since he has these tapes of me... you know he will use them against us if I back out now. Besides, what's a few more men now?'
'Megan, you are not listening to me. You will either quit now and be my wife, or we are done. I happen to know that Greg is taking six of the salesmen with him. You will not go with him if you expect us to stay together. That is final.'
'Please Bill, try to understand. I have to go. I have no choice.'
'Megan, if you go with Greg tomorrow, we are finished. That is my final word. That is the only choice you have at this moment. Me, or them.'
I turned and stomped out. What the hell was she thinking? Did she really want to stay married to me or was she just using me for a place to spend her time living while she wasn't fucking Greg and his buddies? I had figured that if she loved me like she claimed, she would have jumped at the second chance I had just given her and firmly agreed that she was done fucking around. What the hell kind of hold did Greg have on her anyway?
I slept in the spare bedroom that night, with the door locked. I heard Megan try to open the door at one point, then give up. I could also hear her on the phone later. I think she was talking to Greg, but I couldn't hear the conversation.
The next morning, I left for work before Megan got up. I left a note reaffirming my demands that she not go on the trip and quit fucking around immediately. I fully expected that she had enough time to realize that I was serious about this and would stay home and be there waiting for me when I got there.
I was at work for about an hour when in walked Megan. Considering it was cold, I was a bit surprised that she was wearing high heels. Her long winter coat reached her ankles so I could not see how she was dressed. My secretary glared at her the whole time Megan waited for me. As I came up to her, I saw Greg walking up to her as well. I knew that she hadn't come in to see me.
'Megan, you are early. My, my, my, can't wait to go to Jamaica huh?'
Megan turned and forced a smile at Greg as he stepped in and gave her a hot French kiss. His tongue was out before he got to her lips and was still out a few minutes later when they broke apart. I had a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach. I knew what she was going to do. How they would rub it in my face I was unaware of at the second, but that very quickly changed.
Greg's hand went inside her coat as he kissed her and I could tell he was feeling her breasts and then her pussy as you could see her coat move outward from his hand traveling down. I stood there, my co-workers watching out of the corners of their eyes as my boss treated himself to my wife's body.
'Let me take your coat and see your decision Megan.'
Megan undid the buttons on her coat and opening it I saw she was wearing things I had never seen before. She had on a skin tight halter-type bikini top that was just string on the sides and over the shoulders. The cups were so small that all they really covered were her nipples. The red color of it made her skin seem paler than it actually was. It was smaller than a few of her bikini tops I had seen her wear.
Her dress, if you could call it that, was a very thin black leather skirt. It was so short and tight, as she turned to hand Greg her coat I could see the curve of each of her ass cheeks. Her crotch could have only been a half an inch from being exposed as she stood straight upright.
A small crowd of people from the office had gathered now. Greg had her turn around and raise her arms high over her head... This caused her skirt to ride up, revealing that she was wearing red thong lace panties that hardly covered anything. Her nipples popped out of her cups on her top too.
I could see a wet spot on her crotch and it looked like Greg had pushed his finger into her pussy through the cloth of her panties since I could see that they were pressed deep inside of her. She looked into my eyes and then gave me a fearful smile.
Greg stepped in close to her and put his arm around her waist. Looking at me with a triumphant glare, he reached down and pulled Megan's dress up high over her waist, exposing her lower body. He then tugged on her panties and pulled them down her long shapely legs.
Her pussy was clean shaven and wet. As I watched, Greg ran his hand over her pussy and then stuck three fingers into her. His other hand went to her butt and he jammed two fingers into her asshole. He smiled at me as he did this.
He fingered her for a bit, her face showing pleasure that he gave her. Her tongue came out and licked her lips as he stroked in and out of her holes. His tongue licked across hers several times and then he kissed her hard.
They broke apart and he removed his fingers from her. His hands traveled up her body, and caressed her breast through her top. His fingers worked on her nipples making them hard little buttons.
Greg then undid Megan's top and pulled it off of her. She kept her arms down at her sides, letting her body be exposed fully. Greg stepped back in front of her and sucked on her very erect nipples for a second or two before pulling away.
'Bill, thanks for letting your wife come on this eight-day trip to Jamaica with me and be my slut... I am sure she will keep us entertained while we are there too. I think she will sway those clients to do business with us in a big way. All eight of them. They have had a taste of her, now they get her for a few days to play with. Not to worry, I will film everything for you.'
I turned to Megan. The last shot at saving our marriage was here and now. I had to try. I could see she had a doubtful look on her face. It was like she was being brave for Greg or something.
'Megan, don't go. I want you to stay here with me. Be my wife. Please. Don't go with Greg. I have already told you what to expect if you leave with him. I meant every word of that.'
'Oh Bill, come on. I have to go you know that. Besides, those Jamaicans' have a lot of business that can come your way if I am along to convince them. When I get back, we'll talk. Then we can make those changes you need me to make. But I am going with Greg. We will straighten this all out when I get back'
'When you get back, it will be too late, Megan. If you go with Greg, we are finished forever. I mean that.'
Megan gave me a haunted look, then I saw it change ever so slightly. I could see she thought I was being too harsh about this. She evidently thought that she would be able to talk me out of leaving her. Greg had brainwashed her very well it seemed.
As Greg took her coat and threw it around her, I could see that her nipples were still hard. She also had her juices running down her legs too. I looked around and saw sympathetic faces looking at me. Humiliated as I was, I stood fast and hard. My mind had been spoken on the matter and I would be gone before Megan got back from Jamaica.
'Oh yeah, before I forget Bill, here is a bonus for you. You're... 'services' have paid off very handsomely for you. You are lucky to have such a great slu... I mean wife who is interested in your well-being at work. Congratulations.'
He handed an envelope to Megan who handed it to me with a smile. She stepped close to me as Greg walked to the front door. She leaned in to kiss me and I stepped back and turned to walk away.
'Bill, aren't you going to kiss me goodbye?'
'I just did Megan. I am kissing you goodbye. Have a nice life.'
I had my back to her, I just couldn't stay there as she walked out of my life.
She gave me a stricken look then Greg came back in and took her hand pulling her out the door. I will say that her eyes never left mine until they were out of sight. She knew now that I would be as good as my word. I would be gone and the divorce filed for before she got back.
I walked the long way down the hall to my new office. The envelope I tossed on my desk as I sat down. I heard a knock and looking up I saw Albert standing there with several of my people.
'Bill, can we talk please?'
'Albert, I really don't feel like talking right now.'
'Bill. We really need to talk. It's about Greg and Megan and everyone else too.'
Resigned, I motioned them in. Eight people trailed in after Albert and got situated. I was looking at my secretary Jan, and three other women from the office under my supervision. The others I had seen around, but they were under other people's supervision so I didn't really know them well.
They were silent and I realized the were waiting for me to say something. Not having much choice it seemed, I began to state the obvious.
'As you all know, my wife has become Greg's... slut. They just left for Jamaica, and they are going to be there for eight days as far as I know. I plan on quitting today. At least I am turning in my resignation today. You have all seen my wife with Greg and how she has acted, so as you can guess, I will also be filing for a divorce too. What else is there to talk about?'
'Don't act too hastily Bill. You can save your marriage and get even with Greg with our help. That is, if you want to save your marriage with Megan now. You have a power over Greg now though. Your promotion was given to you because of your hard work and also because you saved those contracts that Greg had mishandled to the point of losing.'
'Why would I want to work for the company that hired that son of a bitch in the first place? How could I face everyone here knowing that they had either fucked my wife or seen her being fucked or even just knew about what has gone on? This morning I was very sure that I had a small chance of saving my marriage. Right now I am very sure that it is over between Megan and I. She went with that bastard even after I asked her in front of everyone here to not go. Do you have any idea how humiliating that was? To beg your wife to stay with you as she lets another man, not her husband, feel her naked body, finger her, and then take her away? Hell, she even argued with me about this trip too.'
I was overwhelmed with emotion and tears began to fall down my cheeks. I didn't care. These people knew what had been done to me by my wife and supervisor. They knew my pain. I put my hands over my face and tried to get control back. I was unsuccessful.
I felt someone at my shoulder. Looking around I saw it was my secretary on one side of me and Albert on the other. He had a hand on my shoulder and my secretary was holding some Kleenex out to me.
Taking some tissue from her I began to dry my eyes and wipe my nose. I felt so small and alone. Even though they were here to help me in my time of need, I really didn't know them well enough to understand why they would care.
'Bill. I was in Megan's position just two years ago. After you started here, he left me alone and concentrated on her. I... he... he used me like her. He has used her far more than he did me, but I did have... s-s-s-ex with some clients for him. I... oh God, I am so sorry Bill.'
Jan was crying now too. I could see pain in her eyes having to relive what had happened to her. I knew she was divorced from her husband and that it had happened just before I came to work here.
She was a good-looking woman and her red hair shined like fire. I had even teased her about that once. I had never known her history nor what my wife was doing with Greg at that time either. I held the tissue box back up to her. She gave me a small smile as she took some tissue too.
'He used drugs and alcohol to suck me into his plot and then when I realized what was about to happen and decided to fight him, he pulled out the movies and the threats began. He even threatened to have something bad happen to my husband at one point. Then you and Megan came.'
Albert lightly shook my shoulder. His eyes were giving away an emotion that I couldn't quite put my finger on at the moment.
'Bill, those tapes I gave you, there is one I didn't give you. It was the first time, about two days before that other one. It shows how Greg pushed and lies to Megan, causing her to succumb to his deceit. If you watch it you will see that if you take it to the audit committee, Greg will be fired immediately. Trust me on this. It will be hard for you to let anyone else watch but it will get the results to stop this bastard cold. It is the same technique that he has used on every woman he has done this to.'
'What's the use Albert? He has ruined my life, my marriage, my love. What could be possibly a good enough payback for me now? He has taken the love of my life away from me and used her like a whore, to the point that she thinks and believes in her heart that is what she is. It's over, done.'
'It's not just you Bill. It's me, Jan, Betty, Julia, and these others here too. Many more than are here. He has used over twenty women in this way, each progressively harder and nastier than the one before. If we don't stop him, what about the next one? The one after Megan? You need to do this Bill and you are the only one who can. They will have to listen to you, and they will since they already think a lot about you. You have it within your power to take Greg down and down hard. It will help to make up what he has done to so many others too. Even me. He... my wife... she... killed herself when I found out. She was so ashamed of what she had done she... I came home and... too late they said. She had taken a whole bottle of one drug and most of another. I found her laying there... PLEASE Bill, if not for you, for us? For me?'
Albert was having a hard time speaking. I realized at that moment that his wife had killed herself over Greg and his predatory ways. I could see the pain in his eyes as he tried to tell me about his wife.
'Oh Albert, I am so sorry. I never knew. How could you continue to work here after that? Knowing why she did that and that Greg was responsible for that? How?'
'Bill, I had to. I had a need to see justice done. He got her drunk at a Christmas party. Even though she was married, even though she was black, even though she was older than him by quite a few years, he got her drunk and took her in the conference room. He used her... completely and then left her laying there as he went back out to the party. She had that guilt for over a month then she discovered she was... pregnant. She told me what had happened... we fought... that morning I came to work after telling her that she had to get an abortion. She refused. I... she... when I got home... it didn't matter after that. Nothing mattered. Except that I would get back at him somehow, someway.'
Albert had salt and pepper gray hair. I figured he was in his late fifties so his wife must have been in her early fifties about that time. He could see me thinking about this. He looked at the others in the office then back at me.
'She was forty-six the day she... left me. Her birthday had been two days before. She refused to get an abortion because she didn't think it was the right thing to do. She couldn't even do it when he had more or less raped her. I wish that she had told me that night or the next day. We could have changed things maybe. Please Bill, if not for Megan, will you help me? We can get that bastard.'
'Who else here has been used by him?'
One by one each told me their story. Only one couple was still together, the others had gotten divorced. I was told about others and some of what they knew had happened to them too. Greg had been abusing his power and using almost everyone under him. He had even gotten a few of the partner's wives too. They had either divorced or quietly split up. Why Greg hadn't been taken to task at that time was beyond me.
After a long meeting and lots more tears from everyone there, I decided to move against Greg. With that first tape that I watched with everyone there, I could see that Greg had pressured my Megan hard and I could see that he used a drug of some type in her drink too.
It was on film, him making drinks for her, and several times his motions didn't fit just pouring a drink. Also, Megan had begun to act strange. Her speech slurred just a bit, and she began to talk openly about things that I knew she wouldn't have with someone other than me or a very close friend.
The conclusion of the movie showed Greg and Megan fucking. Only fucking that time. She had gotten into it toward the end, but it was surely due to the drinks. One could see that her resistance was muddled like she couldn't understand what was happening to her.
We talked it over and it was decided that I would approach the partners with the tape and my story, then I would present the written affidavits from each person in the room. Signed and sworn by the notary down the street.
I decided that I would present everything the next morning. I made arrangements to meet with the president of the company. A matter of extreme importance, and he was curious. I told him nothing except that it was not going to be good news.
After everyone left my office, the day was pretty well shot. I picked up my bonus check and opened it up. It had been signed by the very man I was to meet tomorrow. Fifty-thousand dollars. A huge check. I thought of how sweet it would have been to take that home to show Megan. How excited and happy she would have been, before all of this.
The note enclosed with it said that I had deserved this check and much more. I was a valuable and talented person for the company. I wondered how much of that would hold true after tomorrow?
I left early, went home and sat in our livingroom. My thoughts on my wife and what she was doing right then. How I was going to miss hearing her voice, having her close to me. I cried and cried. Like a baby. I truly did love her. I think I was still in love with her even though she had betrayed me like she had, with so many men.
I watched the rest of the movies Albert had given me. More of my wife having sex with other men. In one of them I recognized some of the black men as the Jamaicans's that were clients of the firm's. They all had her several times over. They seemed to really like the fact that she was a white married chick too.
I saw that there had been several messages left on our phone. I ignored them since I was sure they would be from Megan. I was sure that even though I loved her still, with her actions of this morning, we were done. If only she hadn't left with that bastard. If only she had shown any thought for me, any action of love or understanding toward me.
The next morning I showered and then headed in for work. I had unhooked the phone during the night. It had kept ringing and ringing. I didn't want to talk to anyone, especially Megan. She had made her choice. She had humiliated me with her last defiant act in the office the day before. She had made her choice, and it had not been me.