My husband John was going to finally get his well deserved promotion and for the last couple of days that was all he could talk about. This evening as we sat in the dining room finishing our dinner he stared talking about it again.
"God Gloria, I can't believe it, they're really going to promote me this time. I just can't believe that Rick is really going to do it. Christ honey, it means a $30,000 a year raise and an extra week's vacation. And I'll get the corner office; you know the one with the view of the river and downtown area. Oh God I have worked so hard for this sweetheart and I still can't believe it's really going to happen."
My husband had been up for the promotion to Senior Vice President before, twice actually, and yet somehow he always seemed to lose out to another candidate. The last time the company had brought in an outsider but this time his boss, Rick Roberts, had promised the job to my husband at least that's what he had told him last week. Rick was the company Chief Operating Officer and the next in line for the presidency when 'old man' Jacobean finally steps down and now John was slated to be his right hand man.
"Look honey, are you sure that Rick is being honest with you? I mean the last time this happened..."
"I know Gloria, I know, but he promised the job to me, honest. Not only that but to seal the deal he invited us over to his house Saturday for dinner, I think he wants to make sure that we fit into his social circles."
"What the hell does that mean, his social circles?"
"Well, in the morning, he invited me to go golfing with some of his country club buddies and I think that he just expects you and his wife to get acquainted while were golfing and then it's back to his house for dinner."
"Yea, I figure we'll have to be there by nine in the morning... is that alright honey?"
Sighing at the thought of another wasted weekend I said, "Sure it'll be fine. What do you want me to wear?"
"He said it's pretty casual during the day then I think a nice cocktail dress for dinner."
After we finished dinner John went into the den to watch a Lakers game and I cleaned up the dinner dishes. As I washed the dishes I thought about Rick and his wife. I had met Rick a couple of times at office functions but I had never met his wife Jilly. Rick was somewhere in his early fifties, well built, tanned but he had always kind of struck me as a ladies man although I wasn't sure why. He stood well over six feet and had salt and pepper hair and was certainly nice looking enough, and yet there was something...
John and I have been married for eight wonderful years. I just turned 31 last month while John is almost 34. We first met while I was recruiting IT managers for a dot.com company and although John wasn't the right fit for the company I was recruiting for I did give him another lead that blossomed into his current position. After he was hired he thanked me by taking me out to dinner and as the old saying goes, the rest is history.
On Saturday morning while John was in the bathroom cleaning up I went downstairs and cooked breakfast and when he came into the kitchen we switched places and I moved into the bedroom and made myself presentable for our day with Rick and Jilly Roberts. I stepped out of the shower and was drying off and I glanced into the mirror and began yet another self-evaluation of myself and once again I didn't find anything lacking. I stood a statuesque 5" 7", weighed in at a slim 112 pounds and my 34C breasts still stood proudly out from my chest — no sag whatsoever. My long brunette hair cascaded down over my shoulders and as I turned and looked at my butt I was pleased to see that there wasn't any sag there either. I went back into the bedroom and started to dig through my closet for appropriate clothing for the day.
We arrived at the Roberts house just after nine and Jilly and Rick met us at the door and invited us inside.
Rick pulled John aside, "Come on old buddy, let's go," putting an arm around John's shoulder, "We've got a 9:30 tee time."
Jilly led me into the kitchen while Rick and John took off for the country club.
She poured us both a cup of coffee and started chatting. "So Gloria, tell me a little bit about yourself."
Jilly and I talked for a while and while we chatted I tried to evaluate her. She looked to be about the same age as her husband, probably two inches shorter than I was but had to weigh nearly 140 pounds. I could see some small rolls of fat forming around her waist and her butt was definitely big. She had dyed blonde hair and I could easily see the dark roots showing through and I guess I was surprised that with all the money that Rick made she had let herself go to pot. Oh well, you can never tell about folks. Still, all-in-all, she seemed to be a very nice lady. After a while she gave me a tour of their house starting with the formal dining room then onto the den, library, kitchen and the huge rec room downstairs and then the four bedrooms upstairs.
Jilly and I were sitting in the den sipping on cold glasses of Chardonnay when the guys came home. "How did the game go honey?" I asked John.
"Oh pretty good. I was a little rusty but managed to shoot a respectable 87."
"Don't let him fool you Gloria, you husband is a ringer and he took us for a couple of hundred bucks."
John blushed. "Well, it was their idea."
"Oh it's OK Gloria; we're used to loosing anyway so it's no big deal. Look Jilly, would you show John to the guest bedroom so he can get cleaned up and changed, then I'll be right up to shower, I just want to chat with Gloria for a minute."
"Alright honey. Come on John, grab your clothes and follow me."
Jilly and John went upstairs and I sat there on the couch as Rick walked over to the bar and poured himself a drink.
"Look Gloria, while Jilly and John are gone I think we should have a little... uh... chat."
"Alright Rick, what about?"
"Your husbands' new position."
"OK fine, but what does his position have to do with me?"
"A lot Gloria, a lot. Look John has been passed by for this position twice, and now I'm taking a big chance on him being able to do the job. If he can't, if he fails, it will reflect poorly on my management style, you see what I'm getting at?"
"No, not really. I mean if you don't think John can do the job why did you promise him the position?"
"Oh don't mistake me, I think he can do the job, in fact I think he'll be a great SVP... but... if he can't... if he fails it's going to reflect on me, that's all I'm saying."
"So what's your point Rick?"
"I think that this promotion could be a bone of contention with the boss, Mr. Jacobean. You know that I'm expected to replace him, but, if I select the wrong managers then he might perceive me being weak myself, not ready to take over his job, you see where I'm going?"
"No I don't, honestly Rick I'm lost."
"Well, what I want is something that will make it worth my while to take a chance on your husband."
I didn't have a clue what he was talking about. "I see and what would that be Rick?"
"Well... I want you!"
I sucked in a deep breath. "Me! You want me? What in the hell are you talking about Rick?"
"Calm down Gloria, and please lower your voice for Christ's sake. What I want is you sexually Gloria, that's what I mean. If you'll let me make love to you, just once, then I'll promote John, otherwise..."
I couldn't believe what I was hearing; Rick wanted me to go to bed with him to ensure John's promotion. It was an unbelievable request and I wasn't about to do it. "I'm sorry Rick but this is pure sexual harassment and I'm not going to do it."
"Don't go ballistic Gloria! I'm sure that you weren't a virgin when you and John got married, so what's the big deal?"
"Although it's none of your fucking business, I wasn't a virgin when we were married but I've never been unfaithful to John and I'm sure as the hell not going to start now!"
"OK, fine. Look Gloria, this is your choice; I won't force you to do anything you don't want to do but think of what this will mean to John, and to you for that matter. The promotion will give both of you more prestige in the community, then there is the hefty raise, the extra vacation time and maybe even another move up when I replace Jacobean. You cooperate with me Gloria, just this one time, and I'll make sure that John goes places. Think about it that's all I'm asking. I'll tell you what I'll do; I'll call you Monday and see what you've decided."
"This is bullshit Rick and you damn well know it. You can call Monday if you want but the answer will be the same, absolutely NOT!"
"OK, that's fine with me, honestly. Now grab your dress and go on upstairs and get ready for dinner."
I took my cocktail dress out of the hall closet and went upstairs and joined John in the guest bedroom. He was already out of the shower and getting into his shirt and jacket as I started stripping out of my clothes. I was sitting on the edge of the bed and was pulling on my pantyhose when John finally spoke up.
"What did Rick want honey?"
"Oh nothing really," I lied, "He was just checking to make sure that I enjoyed the afternoon with Jilly."
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