Working Wife
Copyright© 2026 by Thinker
Chapter 1
Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 1 - This story has sex in it, some of it with other racial groups. Rachel 42D felt I really needed to share this. I wrote it more than a decade ago, never considered posting it. At her urging, I have gone back through, edited and fixed things. WHAT YOU SEE IS WHAT YOU GET. If the English and grammar bother you that much, quit reading it and go read e.e. cummings. It is human written fantasy; pictures are AI. Sometimes the character looks different, despite using the same description, that's AI.
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Heterosexual Fiction Cheating Sharing Slut Wife Interracial Revenge Illustrated
Jackie was an eye catching woman, about 5’ ‘ 7” and statuesque. Not bosomy, but certainly adequately endowed. She always dressed very nicely and quite properly, skirts never went above the knee, fashion be damned. Suits that looked nice but little or no cleavage showing and nothing so tight as to seem revealing. Her husband, Thorpe, thought he was the luckiest man alive. He did computer work and Jackie was an Executive Assistant for a small firm that did national and international shipping for a variety of clients. They both worked hard and the two children were blessed to have Jackie’s Mom next door to take care of them between school and everyone getting home. The two incomes allowed them to live better than most and help out Jackie’s Mom too.
One Saturday, Jackie needed some files from work and didn’t have the access information she needed, in frustration, and to avoid a long drive into the office, Jackie asked Thorpe if he knew of a way to get around the security set up. Thorpe of course didn’t know, but asked for urls, and any passwords she did know. He asked her to give him some time, and about an hour later, called her over and asked which files it was she wanted ... she was delighted and clicked on several she needed and downloaded them. She put them on a thumb drive and took them to her computer after giving Thorpe a kiss and a thank you. She didn’t think anything about it again for months.
Thorpe however was inquisitive, and having created a back door, decided to look around. An hour later he stumbled in to a file of pictures and videos of Parties or some sort of entertainment and noted that his wife was in several ... and she was decidedly less well dressed than when she left the house. The File was huge, but he started a download through the autonomous server he had used and let it run all night ... it was still downloading in the morning, so he let it run, thinking about how the company could use a good computer security professional. By Monday morning the download was complete and he shut down the links, told the computer to back itself up to a spare hard drive and left for work. He came home and after supper, went to his office to check on things. His back up was complete, so he disconnected the Hard drive and stored it. He went back to the large folder he had downloaded and looked at it ... it seemed to be in chronological order. He went to the time frame where his wife had gone to work and found several files, so he started with the first ... it seemed to be a series of interviews, he had to turn the sound up to hear, so plugged in an ear phone in one ear rather than disturb the kids. The first interviewee was a fine looking woman, blonde and curvaceous ... the interviewer asked some normal questions and then asked her how relaxed she was ... odd question and the woman promptly called for an explanation of what was meant. The interviewer explained they did meeting with lots of teams, mostly men, and they could get a bit rowdy and familiar ... would she be upset by men touching her ... The Woman responded quickly “You mean Groping me? You’re Damn Right I’d be upset and would charge them for...” the man waved his hand... “not a good job for you then... “ the woman rose and stormed out the door.
The second Woman was small and mousey ... when asked the same question, she hem- hawed ... so the man ushered her into a room with six men sitting around a table ... it went downhill quickly, with one fellow trying to undo her slacks while another had his hand in her blouse ... she screamed and cowered in the corner ... all the men withdrew and one opened a door ... she bolted out...
The third woman entered suspiciously ... looked about and mentioned the last two. “I am not going to be abused ... by anyone ... touch me and I get the cops.”
The man nodded... “since we deal with people from foreign countries, we do have such issues ... the police are not a solution that works, thank you for coming, but you’d be very unhappy here”.
The next woman to walk in was his wife ... she took the chair and when the man, who introduced himself as Zach Burdette, the company president started to speak, she held her hand up... “All those other woman seemed very put out and upset ... what are you really looking for?”
Zach seemed stupefied for a moment... “well we deal with many folks ... mostly men, from many backgrounds and countries ... some don’t follow American mores ... and having the police called is a deal killer 100% of the time. I need a woman who can deal with it ... who ... um ... can accept these ... uh ... different cultural habits...”
“OK, So what you mean is these guys grope women, perform unseemly acts and perhaps rape them and you don’t want the police involved?”
The man looked like a deer in the headlights... “uh ... um ... yeah sometimes it can get close to that bad ... but normally it doesn’t “.
“So what can a woman normally expect?”
“Umm ... uh ... well sometimes they put their hands in her blouse or in her um ... um panties ... finger her ... kiss and ... well uh ... act like men without much upbringing.”