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  • Working Remotely Chapter 3

    Chapter by Kripto · 14 Jun 2024
  • Ben begins to ask questions about Del Corp, which leads to a meeting with Marcus.
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  • Ben woke up early that next day with sex on his mind and an erection tenting his sheets. Riley was breathing deeply beside him, still in dreamland. She’d gone to bed in pajamas again. A week ago he would have draped an arm over her and molded his body to hers, feeling nothing between them. He would have done it gently so as not to wake her at first. He would have slowly pressed his boner against her. She’d have awoken to his hot breath on her neck and instantly sensed his throbbing need. She would have gotten wet, she always had when she felt how excited he was. She would have asked to brush her teeth. She wouldn’t have made it. He’d have take her then and there. She’d giggle and squirm flirtatiously as he crawled on top of her, and their bodies became one. It wouldn’t have lasted long. It didn’t need to. Because they’d have sex later that same day.

    But that was last week. This week, Riley didn’t seem too keen on actual intercourse. Was the honeymoon truly over? He lay there trying not to pout. He just kept coming back to how sexy she’d been yesterday as she used feminine wiles he didn’t know she possessed to make him masturbate in front of her. He’d gotten to eat her out then cum on her tits. There was no sex, but still, after a brief drought, it had been pretty great. But then she’d made him promise not to talk about all the freaky stuff they’d done. Not to bring it up at all, and if he did, she’d sworn it would never happen again.

    That was really weird, and freaking sucked, cause that’s all he wanted to talk about! Well, no. Not just that. What Ben really wanted to talk about more than anything, was why she wouldn’t let his dick get anywhere near her pussy. Eating it and flashing delivery guys and jerking off was one thing, but his dick wanted the sensation of her velvet folds that welcomed him and pulled him in deep.

    Ben tossed and turned for several minutes, feeling restless in the bed. He usually wasn’t up this early, but his boner would not be denied. He should get up, but Riley’s sexy form lay inches from him, taunting him, as her boobs rose and fell with every breath. Finally he turned towards his wife and lightly shook her shoulder. “Riles. I’m super horny. You wanna have sex?”

    Her brow furrowed, but she did not fully wake. She did mumble something that Ben didn’t quite catch.

    “What was that, babe?” he whispered.

    Slightly louder and more comprehensible, Riley repeated, “I said my body belongs to Del Corp’s employees and its clients.”

    Ben heard it clearly that time, and was too stunned to reply. After a wave of trepidation passed through him, he asked in a shaky voice, “You’re…you’re kidding, right Riley?”

    Riley registered something was wrong, and stirred. “What’s that honey?” she yawned, and rubbed sleep from her eyes. “Kidding about what?”

    “You just said…you said your body belonged to Del Corp’s employees and its clients!”

    Riley stiffened, now fully awake. She must have mumbled that while in between sleep and wakefulness. That wasn’t good. Ben didn’t need to know that. She needed to cover that up. She gave a soft, unconvincing laugh. “Y-yeah, I was kidding Ben.”

    “Real funny,” Ben said irritably. “But since it was a joke, let’s have sex then.” He threw off the covers so Riley could see how turned on he already was.

    She looked at his crotch. Her eyes zeroed in on it, and her pulse sped up. She wanted him inside of her.. But a second later, she recoiled from him, turning and hopping out of bed. “No time. I should get ready for work.”

    “But you work from home!” Ben protested, anger rising in his voice. “And it’s super early! You gotta help me out Riles. You showed me a sexy side of you that I’ve never seen until yesterday. I can’t stop thinking about it!”

    Riley had begun rifling through her dresser for a fresh pair of panties, but spun towards him after he’d said this. “What did I do that was so sexy yesterday? I was in my home office all day, and then we just watched a movie.”

    Silence stretched between them as Ben could only stare at her. She’d said it so seriously. As if she hadn’t masturbated throughout their house, demanded he eat her out, flashed the pizza delivery guy, and told Ben to cum on her tits. Her confused expression and innocent eyes really made him wonder if she’d forgotten the last 24 hours, or if this was very much part of whatever kinky game she’d decided to play.

    Instead of pressing the issue, he got up and walked towards her. He embraced her and drew her to him. Their lips were so close. “I need you Riles. C’mon. Let’s make love. Because your body belongs to me, and mine belongs to you. It certainly doesn’t belong to Del Corp.”

    Riley’s eyes stared at him coldly as her programming kicked in and the nanties told her how to think. Her eyes twitched and her face jerked a little as an internal battle waged within her.

    ‘Is he posing a threat to Del Corp? We should alert Marcus.’

    ‘But I love him. And he wants me. And I want him.’

    ‘No you do not, because your body belongs to Del Corp’s employees and its clients.’

    “Yes,” she suddenly said serenely, accepting what she knew to be true.

    For a blissful three seconds, Ben thought his wife was agreeing to have sex. But then he watched her serene expression morph to one of hostility as she looked up at him. Before she could say anything else, Ben came back with anger of his own.

    “Really! You’re pissed at ME right now? Riley, we need to talk about this.”

    “I’m going for a run,” Riley said firmly, and spun back to her dresser to gather a sports bra and running shorts. She was about to strip off her pajamas and change into them, but then looked at Ben. With pursed lips, she left the bedroom to go change in the privacy of their bathroom.

    “Seriously!” Ben called after her. “I don’t even get to see you naked now! We’re talking about this after work! Or maybe I’ll just pay Del Corp a visit and ask them what kind of crazy things they’re instilling in their employees.”

    The nanites logged everything Ben had said in her brain. More and more it seemed a viable threat. A fact that began to repeat over and over in her brain as she ran around her block. The voices were insistent, telling her to report Ben’s nosiness about Del Corp to her team leader.

    She tried to argue against it. She didn’t want to jeopardize her marriage, or her job. But the more she thought about it, the more she knew, Del Corp came first. Because she loved Del Corp. And she would protect Del Corp from any threats. Even from her husband.

    At 8am that morning at Del Corp headquarters, Marcus strode into his office. He wanted to get a jump on the day. He wanted Josie’s field test to begin a bit earlier. Not so he could be more thorough, but because he had other things he really wanted to do later.

    Josie’s acceptance into the Del Corp family seemed an almost forgone conclusion. Her roommate, Amber, had told them all about Josie during her interview process when asked if she lived with anyone. When Amber’s field test came, her team leader saw Josie’s potential, and special arrangements were made to make sure Josie would apply. Amber spurred along the recruitment process, and made a show of flashing her large first paycheck.

    The two girls had been best friends in college, and were now sharing a two bedroom apartment while they tried to gain their financial footing. That had been a struggle, as both chose majors that did not have lucrative fields, nor were there many positions open that didn’t demand a ton of previous experience. Josie had at least been happy where she was, doing clerical work for a local law firm. But Amber had shown her that the money would be better at Del Corp, and they’d both be able to work from home. Plus Amber wouldn’t shut up about what an amazing job it was and how Del Corp’s employees were amazing and her team lead was amazing. So after three weeks of cajoling, Josie had shown up for an interview.

    The house became quiet that morning as both women got ready to log in for remote work in separate rooms. Amber in her bedroom, and Josie in their small kitchen at their only table. Their apartment didn’t tend to stay very quiet during a typical work week. Amber had a regular client that showed up at noon, and the place got much louder after that. Client after client would arrive for Amber, all while Josie had been at her previous job. But after being properly vetted, Josie would join those sessions, and Del Corp would be able to charge double their clients a premium for their services. From a business sense, it was a slam dunk.

    The problem Marcus had though, was that there was no challenge. His field test inside Riley Harper yesterday had been entirely that, and Marcus couldn’t stop thinking about it. Before he’d left the building yesterday, he’d grabbed one of the empty headed drones that performed various jobs at headquarters, and had her drain his balls. He’d thought of Riley the whole time. Of being inside her body. Of teasing her husband. He thought about it still when he got home. And how if he’d had his own pod there, he might have logged into Riley that very night.

    He’d flagged Riley as still in review in the system. It wouldn’t look fishy if he logged into the hot blonde again today, except Josie was the one on today’s schedule. Josie was the one that the company wanted to put into rotation sooner than later. So reluctantly, Marcus would keep to his calendar. Mostly. It was possible that maybe he could check all the boxes on Josie’s field test quickly and make time for Riley that afternoon. What he really wanted to do was see her in person, but that might be pushing it. He could wait to see her in person next Tuesday. Then he’d have his way with her again and again to try and get his obsession for her out of his head.

    As Marcus walked into a room filled with pods, he pinged Josie’s bracelet. He saw her come online a minute later on his tablet. She looked breathtaking, having really gone out of her way to look her best for this impending video chat. The nanites would have ensured that her appearance was always a huge priority to her.

    He asked Josie if she was alone, almost like he was reading from a script. When she’d said no, he had her open the data entry program, and she began mindlessly following its prompts. Less than a minute later, Josie’s silver bracelet pinged. Her body went rigid at her kitchen table, and she said aloud, “Uploading, uploading, uploading. Upload complete.”

    Josie glanced around the room she was in, then raised her fingers up in front of her and flexed them. She lowered her hands to her boobs and gave them an appreciative squeeze. Her fingers went back to the keyboard and mouse, and after a minute, another bracelet pinged behind Amber’s closed door. A muffled voice said, “Acknowledged. Josie is now recognized as Del Corp Team Leader Marcus.”

    “Amber come here,” Josie commanded loudly.

    “Yes sir,” Amber said through the door. She appeared swiftly, stepping out from her room wearing comfortable silk pink pajamas.

    Josie scoffed. “I’m not a sir right now, am I.”

    Amber’s face became confused, then placid. “What would you like your designation to be moving forward?”

    “Just address me like I’m actually Josie. In fact, behave as you would around her.”

    A relaxed expression appeared on Amber’s face, and she looked at Josie with a smile that showed a deep familiarity. “Hey slut,” she said.

    Josie shook her head and gave a smirk. “You’re the one that’s had the rotating door of men around here.”

    “That’s just me getting to service all my clients! I’m lucky to have so many. I want to do my best for Del Corp. I love Del Corp so much!”

    Josie waved a hand dismissively. “Yeah, yeah, you can save all the corporate drivel. Take off your clothes and tell me everything you know about Josie here. I’m gonna need access to everything, and with your help, maybe I can be in and out in a few hours.”

    “Sure thing, bestie!” Amber said brightly.

    With the roommate’s help, Josie’s life was laid bare. Her phone, personal computer, bank account, spending habits, medical history, social calendar, recent dating history, everything, was all brought to the surface and examined quickly.

    At some point during this research phase, Josie had removed her clothes. She frequently ordered Amber to lick her pussy or asshole while pouring over the information. This seemed the best way to do things, as Amber’s client would still be here by noon.

    Amber didn’t complain as her roommate ordered her to do these sexual acts, even though they’d never thought of each other in that way. But now Amber was happy to explore Josie’s pussy and lick it greedily. Happy to lick her asshole. And she would happily do much, much more. Because she didn’t just see her roommate and friend, but a team leader of Del Corp.

    Marcus was supposed to be being thorough, but between being in a rush and having one orgasm after another, Josie’s eyes missed several finer points. It didn’t matter though. These two girls would look out for each other. They’d help protect the company as a unit.

    At 11:30am, Marcus stopped researching and gave in to his carnal desire to entwine Josie’s body with Amber’s. They were in the middle of 69 when Amber’s bracelet pinged. “Oh dammit!” Josie muttered as she rolled off of Amber’s body.

    A moment later Amber stiffened and said, “Uploading, uploading, uploading. Upload complete.”

    Amber took a deep breath on the floor, then sat up and looked at Josie with mild amusement. “Hey Marcus. I can see and…mmm” she licked her lips sensuously, “...taste that you’ve been making the most of this field test. I logged in early to make sure you didn’t leave Amber all sweaty and wreaking of pussy before the client arrived.”

    Josie nodded reluctantly. “That’s probably for the best, Doris. Josie’s field test is officially done, and I’ll log her into the system as active starting this afternoon.”

    “Excellent,” Amber said, getting to her feet and walking towards the bathroom. “Good to know you’re only hogging Riley.”

    “I’m not hogging anyone,” Josie said sharply.

    “Sure you’re not,” Amber retorted haughtily.

    Marcus might have argued, but when he heard the water turn on in the shower, he knew his words wouldn’t be heard.

    There was a knock at the front door. Josie didn’t bother to cover herself, but went to open it, exposing her slick with sweat body to a short, pudgy balking man who looked back at her with wide eyes.

    “Hello Mr. Simmons,” Josie said professionally, gesturing for the man to enter with a sweep of her hand. “Come right in. Amber will be joining you shortly. In the meantime, please check out an additional feature we’ll be adding to your local market starting this afternoon.”

    Mr. Simmons reached out quickly with a shaky palm to paw at Josie’s breast. Josie sucked in a breath and tried to not let the revulsion show on her face. She allowed the interaction for a few seconds, then stepped back and said, “If you’d like this new worker of ours today, I’d be willing to have one of our professionals log in to her shortly after I log out.”

    “How much will that cost me?” he asked shrewdly, still looking Josie up and down.

    Josie gave a wide, fake smile. “For making you wait, and for being such a faithful Del Corp client, you can have her as an added bonus today, free of charge.”

    The pudgy man began to breathe heavily and unzipped his pants. Before she could see anything however, Josie scooped up her laptop on the table and walked towards her bedroom. “They’ll both be seeing you soon, Mr. Simmons. Have a nice day.”

    Marcus had a fleeting glance of Mr. Simmon’s erect penis before he shut the door. Josie sighed heavily, and Marcus tried not to think that it wasn’t nearly as big as Ben’s. Josie opened the laptop, and logged out.

    Marcus stepped out of the pod and looked at his cell phone. He had three missed calls from Riley. That wasn’t good.

    He quickly made arrangements on his tablet for a professional to upload into Josie, and not bill the client for the extra service. A ‘professional’ was what Del Corp called their on site former sex workers like Doris. Marcus didn’t know how long Mr. Simmons would be able to last with those two beauties coming at him at once, but he didn’t think it’d be long.

    As soon as Marcus was in the privacy of his office, he sent Riley a chat request. She opened it immediately like a good and obedient remote worker. “Hey there, Riley. Saw that you called. What’s up?”

    At first, Riley was thrilled to see her team lead’s face. But immediately the alarm that had been sounding in her head flared, and her voice became monotone as she said, “I think Ben Harper might be a threat to Del Corp.”

    Marcus sucked in a breath, then let it out, forcing himself to remain calm. “What makes you say that?”

    Riley’s face twitched, and emotion seemed to try to bubble up from just beneath the surface as she said, “I’m not…not sure. We had a fight this morning. He seems jealous of how much I love Del Corp. How I belong to Del Corp, and its employees, and its clients.”

    This was a fire that needed to be put out, and fast, before Marcus’s career burnt down around him. If he’d been looking for an excuse to meet with her today, this was it. But it needed to be more than just her. He needed to straighten things out with Ben. “Bring your husband in here,” Marcus ordered. “I’ve got a message for both of you.”

    “Yes sir,” she said promptly. She stood and left the room.

    Less than a minute later, Ben appeared on the laptop’s camera. He looked very displeased with his wife, and Marcus heard him say, “I thought your work time in here was all confidential. I wouldn’t want to-”

    “Mr. Harper,” Marcus interrupted him with mock cheerfulness. “We haven’t had the pleasure. I’m Marcus, your wife’s team leader. I need to do an assessment with her today, but wondered if you’d be open to doing it outside your house at a local restaurant in your neck of the woods.”

    Ben flinched the moment he heard the voice come from the laptop speakers. He hadn’t expected anyone to be there watching him, let alone that it would be Riley’s immediate supervisor. The one she thought was so amazing. He was handsome too, but in a skeevy kind of way. He wanted to reject Marcus’s invitation flat out! There’s no way he wanted Riley meeting this attractive guy in a restaurant for lunch.

    “This is an invitation to both of you,” Marcus continued smoothly. “As a person who values marriage and family, I’d love to get to know you as well, Ben. And the lunch will be my treat of course.”

    Ben only needed two seconds to think it over before he said, “Sure thing. Let’s meet at Sammy’s Kitchen. It’s a local-”

    “I’ll find it,” Marcus said. “See you both there. Riley, you’ll remember everything about this chat with me, of course, and make sure you log out of the data entry program as soon as I log off. See you in an hour.”

    “Yes sir,” Riley said with a tone of adoration that Ben did not care for.

    Marcus’s face disappeared from the monitor, and Riley closed out of a program that looked like a spreadsheet containing facts and figures.

    Ben was now looking forward to this lunch. He had some nagging questions about Riley’s job, about how she’d been acting differently ever since starting there. He’d be tactful. This was his wife’s boss after all. But maybe he could shed some light on why his wife suddenly seemed to have multiple personalities.

    “You have a bad memory at work, Riles?” Ben asked pointedly. They weren’t fighting at the moment, and Ben hoped that if and when they continued, it’d be after meeting with Marcus.

    “No, why do you ask?” she asked curiously as she closed the laptop.

    “Because he told you to remember having this chat. Like you’d forget a conversation you just had.”

    “Oh that. I’m not sure why, but I’m sure he had a good reason.” Her eyes suddenly unfocused as if she were looking past her husband, past their house, to her team leader that was 70 miles away. “He’s so great. I’m lucky to have such a good team lead.”

    Ben suddenly wanted to throw up.

    An hour later they pulled into Sammy’s Kitchen, a small diner near the edge of town. Most of the lunch crowd had come and gone, so it was mostly quiet when Ben and Riley stepped inside.

    “There he is,” Riley gushed, grabbing Ben’s arm and pointing at her boss as if he were a famous movie star. “He’s right there at that table.”

    He’d picked a small square table, not a booth. Not Ben’s preference, but he wasn’t going to argue.

    Marcus got up to greet them, extending a hand to Ben’s. He couldn’t help but remember how very naked Ben had been all day yesterday. Because Marcus had been using Riley’s body as his sexual plaything, he’d kept Ben hard through most of that day. Marcus could vividly remember the warmth of Ben’s jizz on soft, sensitive breasts. “Please to make your acquaintance. Ben, right?”

    Ben took the hand and gripped it tightly. Marcus was squeezing just as tight, if not tighter. Ben grimaced. Riley’s boss was stronger than him, and even handsomer in person. He was older by at least 5 to 10 years. He probably had a lot of money. This sucked. At last, Ben’s grip went slack, and Marcus, still smiling, let it go.

    Marcus sat back down and gestured to a chair across from him, and the other next to him. Riley immediately took the chair next to Marcus, like she wanted to be as close to him as she possibly could. Ben took the seat across from Marcus, and tried to arrange his face into something at least civil.

    As the waiter took their orders, Ben noticed his wife never took her eyes off her boss. It was like he was the only person in the room. Was this why she suddenly didn’t want to have sex with him? She’d become infatuated with her boss? Was this why Marcus had wanted to meet? To tell him they were having an affair?

    That was crazy. How could all that have happened in the span of a few days. There was no way. He was thinking irrationally. Still, Riley’s gaze lingered on her boss, and jealousy flared in Ben, along with a variety of sordid acts he was now imagining his wife and Marcus together in. He imagined his wife naked on Marcus’s big desk. He had to have a big desk. Probably not the only thing big about him. He’d probably sweep everything off of it with a flourish and she’d hop up onto it and he’d fuck her with her legs spread as wide as possible for him. All right on top of his sturdy mahogany desk. Somewhere in the midst of picturing this nightmarish scenario, Ben realized Marcus had been talking.

    “...her productivity is very high. We’re lucky to have her. She’s a real valuable asset to the team. But she’s your wife. You know how awesome she is. How long have you two been married?”

    “Uh…this is our-”

    “Sixth week,” Riley finished for her husband, still not looking at him.

    “Oh, wow, very new newlyweds then,” Marcus said with a wide smile and raised eyebrows. “Well good for you two for finding each other while you’re both so young. Both early twenties, right?”

    “That’s right,” Ben said sullenly.

    “You make a cute couple. Tell me about the wedding.”

    Ben would rather die, but again Riley answered quickly for them both. She gave him every last detail. By the time she was finished, their food had arrived. As they begin to eat, Ben tried to work up the courage and tact for asking this impressive specimen of a man if he knew what was going on with his wife. If they were having an affair. If her bare ass had ever been on his desk. But Marcus kept asking them relationship questions, most of which Riley would answer first, and with great detail. He’d never heard Riley so willing to open up to another person so much, other than himself.

    Finally Ben just blurted out, “Enough about us. Tell me about Del Corp, Marcus. It’s not some evil corporation, is it?”

    Riley opened her mouth and in a monotone voice said, “We value our clients’ privacy and-”

    “It’s okay, Riley, I got this,” Marcus said quickly, holding up a hand in Riley’s direction.

    Riley realized immediately that it was okay. Marcus was here. He could help her husband see what a great company Del Corp was. Everything would be amazing. Marcus was such a great man. She was so lucky to have him as her team lead.

    “We’re actually really boring, Ben,” Marcus said with a chuckle. “It’s a lot of moving around numbers for rich people. Tending to their needs. Keeping them happy. That’s actually a lot of what we’re about at Del Corp. We want to make people happy. And not just our clients, but our employees. That’s why we pay them so well, and feed them well too. Did Riley tell you about her steak dinner she got on her first day?”

    “I did!” Riley exclaimed. Her mouth watered at the mere thought of it. The food in front of her paled in comparison to what she’d had during her orientation.

    “But happiness doesn’t just stop with our employees either,” Marcus continued. “We want to make sure our employees’ families are happy too. Are you happy, Ben?”

    There it was. Ben’s window. An open invitation to let this asshole know that no, he most assuredly wasn’t happy. He looked at Riley, hoping she’d interject if he said anything stupid, but she was still staring at fucking Marcus. His anger rose to a boil. He let hot breath out his nostrils before he admitted, “No, Marcus, I’m not happy!”

    A few diners stopped talking and looked at their table. Ben noticed the furtive glances, and tried to calm down.

    Marcus, however, only saw Ben, and his brow knit together in a seemingly genuine expression of concern. “I’m so sorry to hear that. Is there anything I or Del Corp can do for you?”

    Ben looked back and forth between his wife and her boss. “Well for starters, Riley has been acting all…I don’t know…strange. She’s totally smitten with everything about your company, but yet she doesn’t want to actually talk about your company, doesn’t want to share any details. But worse, this morning, she said, to my face…” he stopped. He looked at his wife. He didn’t want to say it in front of her in this public place, and even more, he really didn’t want to repeat it in front of Marcus.

    Marcus seemed to sense that Ben wanted a private word, and said to Riley, “Why don’t you excuse yourself to the ladies’ room, Riley. Give us five minutes of privacy while I talk to your husband, man to man, and we see if we can’t get this all straightened out.”

    Riley smiled at Marcus and swiftly got to her feet. “Yes sir.” She looked in the direction of the restroom, and walked towards it purposefully.

    Ben was thankful that Marcus didn’t watch her walk away, but he was still pissed by what she’d said just now. “Why does she call you sir all the time?”

    Marcus shrugged, as if he’d never thought about it. “Maybe that’s just how she talks to her boss. She’s always been very polite and professional in our brief interactions. Now tell me what’s really on your mind.”

    Ben agonized on what to say and how to say it. He didn’t know Marcus. Didn’t trust him. But he might answer the questions that were beginning to gnaw in the back of his mind, so he went for broke. “This morning, I thought we were gonna, uh, be intimate, but Riley said her body belonged to Del Corp’s employees and its clients.”

    There was a pause between them, and Marcus’s right eye twitched slightly. His mind raced on how to spin this.

    Ben kept on going, trying not to look directly at Marcus while he spoke. “Since the day she’s started, she’s been acting like Del Corp is suddenly the most important thing in her life. And that ain’t right. I’m her husband, man. Her saying shit like that to me. Nah. I’d rather us be broke and get laid again rather than hear her tell me how much she loves Del Corp.”

    Marcus folded his hands on the table, and began to do what he did best. Tell people what they want to hear. “Let me get this straight, Mr. Harper. We’ve done nothing but treat your wife with the utmost respect, we are paying her very well, and we let her work from home the majority of the time, and you think there is something untowards happening? You think Del Corp, or perhaps myself, are the root cause of some crack in your marriage?”

    Ben’s cheeks burned at Marcus’s logic. He clenched his fists and forced himself to say the next part. “But…what about what she said about her…her body? Or the fact that she won’t…have actual sex with me?”

    “Mr. Harper, in regards to what she said, did she tell you she was kidding after?”

    “She…she did. But, I thought she’d been asleep when-”

    “And the jobs she’s had before Del Corp, did she like any of them? I recall she was chiefly in the food service industry. Did she enjoy that area of employment?”

    “Well…not really. But-”

    Marcus let out a sigh. “Mr. Harper, Ben, I think she just really likes our company because we’re the best place she’s ever worked so far. I honestly want her to stay employed at Del Corp, because I know what this job means to her and the value she will bring to our clients, but I also want you to be happy for her. As to anything that may be going on in your marriage, do you love each other?”

    Ben didn’t have to think about it. “Yes. Yes we do.” He’d seen the way she’d looked at him this morning. Before she’d rejected him, she’d looked at him like she used to. She’d given herself to him yesterday, maybe not the way he’d wanted exactly, but…it had been wild and spontaneous and fun. Was he ruining everything for her? Her chance at an awesome career?

    Marcus saw his sales tactic was working. What’s more, he had an idea on how to solve Ben’s dry spell. He just needed to keep getting the guy laid while he figured out next steps.

    “I’m sure Riley is just going through a phase, Ben,” Marcus said encouragingly. “But I’d never want to be the cause of the downfall of someone’s marriage. So I’ll tell you what. Give me your cell phone.”

    “Uh…”

    “I’ll give it right back. I’m just going to put my number in it.”

    Ben pulled his cell phone from his pocket and gave it to Marcus.

    As he took it, Marcus said, “Check please.”

    Ben looked towards the waitress who headed their way, and that’s all the distraction Marcus needed to place a microscopic indentation on the back of Ben’s phone. It was an expensive piece of Del Corp nanotech that would tap into Ben’s phone and relay every message, every call, every text, straight to Marcus.

    Marcus put in his number and saved it to Ben’s contacts, then handed it back to Ben. “I want you to be happy, Ben. So this is a one time deal. You go home, and if by tomorrow morning you still feel that Del Corp isn’t the place for your wife, you call me. I’ll terminate her, but I’ll give her four weeks of severance pay.”

    Ben was taken aback by such an offer. “Why would you do that?”

    “I told you, because we care about more than just our clients, Ben. We care about our employees. You’re Riley’s husband, you’re her family. So by extension, we care about you too, Ben. Very much. We only want to support you. So if you feel like we’ve done anything to put your marriage in jeopardy, I’m going to commit to making it right. You’re a cute couple, and I’d hate to ruin what you have.”

    Ben stared at Marcus’s number saved on his phone. “Okay,” he said slowly. In his search for answers, Ben wondered if he was actually the asshole here.

    Marcus grinned and said, “I sincerely hope you’re able to work it out any issues you may have tonight. Riley really is a terrific employee.”

    “Talking about me?” Riley beamed as she suddenly appeared at their table.

    Ben looked up at his wife from his chair. She was looking straight at Marcus. Even though Ben thought everything Marcus said made sense, when she looked at him like that, he wanted to tell Marcus he’d take the deal now.

    But if he were wrong. If he was just being selfish and paranoid…Riley would end back up at a job she hated. A place that paid a lot less. A place she didn’t love as much as Del Corp.

    He looked back at Marcus while he answered Riley’s question. “Yeah, we were Riles, but we can go now.”

    Riley was suddenly very curious about the conversation she’d missed. She directed her questions at her team lead. “What about me, sir? Is there anything I can do better for Del Corp? Or for you, sir?”

    Ben noticed that Marcus winced at that ever so slightly, but otherwise the man’s smile remained fixed.

    “Your performance has been nothing short of excellent so far, Riley,” Marcus said as he stood. “We’re lucky to have you. Take the rest of the day off here and enjoy the fact that you’re young and in love.”

    Ben stood as well, and saw that his wife was frowning at Marcus giving her the rest of the day off. She was actually unhappy that she couldn’t go back to work!

    A moment later however, her smile was back as she said, “Of course, sir.”

    “Let’s go Riles,” Ben said and went to take her hand. As long as they’d been together, whenever he did that, she’d always taken it. Until now. Now she held her hand at her side, and continued to look up at her boss. “Riley,” he said loudly. He couldn’t stand this. The way she looked at him. Like she’d do anything. Like she’d drop to her knees if Marcus told her too. Like she’d gladly take out his cock and put it in her mouth and then let him stick it anywhere. “RILEY!” he said loudly.

    “Have a good day, Riley,” Marcus said, as if nothing were wrong.

    Riley reluctantly turned to follow her husband who was seething. She still did not take his hand. She was frustrated she couldn’t at least go back to her computer and log back on. But she had her orders. And she’d always follow her team lead’s orders.

    The couple was almost at the door when Marcus caught up to them. “I’m terribly sorry, Ben, I did forget one thing.”

    Ben waited impatiently for Marcus to continue.

    “I’m sorry Ben, it actually is one of those confidential client things,” Marcus said apologetically.

    Ben choked down the desire to say something stupid. “Fine. I’ll just go wait outside then. Don’t be long, Riles.” But Ben realized he might as well have been talking to a brick wall, because as soon as Riley learned that Marcus needed her to do something, he was all she could see. He yanked open the glass door and walked out into a small vestibule. He opened the second set of doors to take him outside, but then looked back. Marcus was whispering something into his wife’s ear. He was so close to her. She could feel his breath on her face. She was nodding along to whatever he was telling her. When he finished, Ben read her lips. It was easy to do, because it was something she’d said a ton since they got here.

    “Yes, sir.”

    If he hadn’t looked away in a huff and strode angrily towards their car, he would have seen a change come over Riley’s face. Her gaze shifted to Ben, to where he’d just been. She went after him quickly, because she suddenly understood something very important. Ben was everything she wanted. She left Marcus without a backwards glance and chased after her husband.

    Marcus watched the pretty blonde race towards the junk heap of a car they owned and climb inside. He was sure he’d just given the couple’s marriage a real boost. He needed their marriage to be okay. Needed Ben to think well of Del Corp. To be happy. At least for a little while longer. When Marcus had figured out how to maneuver his favorite new chess piece within the company, Ben could go fuck himself. But today, he needed Ben to get lucky. And after what Marcus had just said to Riley, Ben would find his sexual drought over.

    Marcus didn’t HAVE to place the nanotech on Ben’s phone to know most of what was happening inside the Harper’s small hosue. Riley would obediently tell him anything he asked. But Ben might not be forthcoming with everything. So that nanotech would be insurance. If he had any doubts or concerns, Marcus would know. Plus, if things worked out like Marcus hoped, he’d need an accurate location of Ben’s movements in the near future.

    It would all come down to the programming. Marcus would have to tailor it to Riley, and without the help of anyone else at Del Corp. This had to be entirely off the books for as long as possible. Long enough for him to present her value to the board and show that there was minimal risk. It was a big swing. It could absolutely cost him his job. But he wasn’t ready to let Riley go. Ben was right to hold on to her so tightly. But it wouldn’t be tight enough.

    As Ben thought about what had just happened, he wanted to call Marcus right then. Wanted to shout into the receiver, “Fuck you! She’s done!” And maybe even, “You can keep your fucking money!”

    But as he left the diner’s parking lot, he felt a hand on his upper leg. He looked at his wife. She was smiling at him. Like he was the only person in the world. It was the way she’d looked at him at the end of their first date. And their second. And…how she’d looked at him when he’d lifted her veil at their wedding. The anger drained from him as he felt her lovingly squeeze his thigh.

    “What do you want to do tonight?” she asked excitedly.

    There was an eagerness to her voice that Ben appreciated. He wanted to say, “I wanna fuck you stupid,” but opted instead to say, “Let’s just go home and…and cuddle while we watch that cooking show you like so much.”

    “Yes sir!” Riley said. “I love Best Chef.”

    Ben’s dick twitched. She’d called him sir for a change. Him. After all that time with Marcus, it sounded very good for him to be called that instead of her boss. Or maybe he was just super horny for his hot wife and as long as her hand was so close to his cock, she could call him whatever she wanted. Maybe, just maybe, things would go his way tonight.

    When they got home, Riley scrambled from the car and raced around to Ben’s side. The second he was out, she was holding his hand. She hadn’t been able to stop looking at her husband. He was so special to her. She loved him so much. She’d do absolutely anything he wanted her to do, with no questions asked. And the huge bonus was that she found him so ridiculously handsome and sexy!

    Ben was momentarily thrown by Riley’s newfound devotion to him. Except, it wasn’t new. This is how she’d been last week. Well, maybe dialed down a notch, but still, pretty close. He still hoped Marcus would die in a fiery crash on his way back to Deuce Corp, but he was thinking of Riley’s boss less and less as they stepped into their house.

    “You want anything to snack on while we watch?” Riley asked.

    “Like what?” Ben replied, knowing their limited food inventory.

    Riley bit her lip, then said, “I’ve been saving them for the end of the week, but I’ve got a bag of cookies in the upper right hand cupboard behind the bag of flour.”

    Ben laughed. “You little sneak. Yeah, bust out them cookies.”

    Riley was not tall enough to reach the top pantry cupboard. She usually asked Ben to do it. But she didn’t this time. Instead, she grabbed the stool by the kitchen island bar, and set it in front of the pantry. Ben was about to tell her to stop, that he’d get them, but became distracted as he saw her raise herself up on top of the stool and open the cupboard door. As she was pushing the flour to the side, Ben stared at his wife’s long smooth legs.

    He stepped towards her and put his hand on her calf, and slowly began to run it upwards. She didn’t flinch. Didn’t tell him to stop. Didn’t tell him that her body belonged to Del Corp. It felt like she was his, and he was hers again. Ben’s palm traced up to her thigh, delighting in the delicate softness. She must have shaved and moisturized this morning.

    Ben’s hand kept going, but he also cocked his head at an angle to peer up her skirt. It didn’t take much effort. The skirt was short and she was very high up on the stool. She seemed to know what he was doing, because she was taking an awfully long time to retrieve those cookies.

    He saw she was wearing a simple pair of pink cotton panties. Her ass looked so cute, even covered by the thin fabric. His palm cupped her right buttocks. He still heard her moving things around. It was just a bag of flour, right? Those cookies shouldn’t be that hard to get. But it was fine. He hoped she’d take her time. He began to squeeze her butt, and sighed heavily. He was so turned on. It didn’t take much these days, especially since Riley had been withholding from him, at least penetration wise.

    Fuck. He wanted to be inside her. He wanted to know if she wanted him too. He found the hem of her panties, and began to pull them down. His other hand came up to assist. Still, Riley said nothing, even as the panties slid down her legs, past her knees, and all the way to her feet.

    His hand went back up her skirt. And he found his answer. His middle finger found her thin pubic hair, and then her slit. She was so wet. And she wasn’t telling him no, or to stop. He listened, and for a split second could only hear his heavy breathing, but then realized that Riley was breathing hard too.

    Ben plunged a finger deep up inside of her, and her back stiffened as she let out a moan. The moan turned into a cry of alarm though, as the stool tilted from her sudden movement. She tried to correct it, but her ankles got caught in the panties around her feet. She teetered wildly, and grabbed the only thing she could. The bag of flour. It sprang free from its resting place and proceeded to rain down a coat of white powder all over their kitchen.

    Riley was toppled from the stool, but Ben caught her perfectly in his arms. She looked up at him with her big blue doe eyes and said, “My hero.”

    Ben was so taken by his wife in that moment, that of all the poetic things he could have said in response, the only thing he could muster was, “I want to fuck you Riles. Right here on this floor.”

    The two words she said next sent a surge of blood to his private parts.

    “Yes. Sir.”

    She’d said it so seductively. Like she knew what it would do to him. He gently lowered her to the ground now covered in flour. He popped up onto his feet and pulled his shirt off. His jeans were off next, followed by his underwear. Riley looked up at him patiently, and admiringly. She loved how much he wanted her. Was glad she could do this for him. She arched her back to unfasten her bra. She’d just slid it out from her shirt when Ben was on top of her.

    “You want me to take off my-”

    “No time,” Ben grunted as he helped her spread her legs and pushed her skirt up. A second later, he was thrusting into her. He let out such a loud groan as he remembered how good her pussy felt. Her fucking magnificent, tight, wet pussy. Fuck his dick had missed it. It made a compelling argument to just empty his balls immediately, but Ben wasn’t having it. Not just yet. His right hand pushed up her dress, exposing her double D’s. He began to squeeze them.

    She giggled, then moaned at his touch and thrusts. “I’m glad you like my boobs so much, sir,” she cooed as she rolled her hips under him. “Feel them as much as you want. Please. Touchy any part of my body you want.”

    The flour was everywhere. Under them. On them. In their hair. Their skin. It didn’t deter Ben one bit. As a matter of fact, it felt like such a newlywed moment. They’d remember this when they were old and gray. The time their passion for each other had burned so hot that they’d done it covered in flour.

    “You’re so wet for me,” Ben groaned as he pushed as far inside as he could.

    “Of course,” she panted. “I wanted to be wet for you in case you wanted my pussy. I’m so glad you did. I was so turned on the second I felt your hand on my leg.”

    Ben grinned as he looked at Riley’s beautiful flour bespeckled face. “Is that why you took so long finding those cookies?”

    She smiled up at him seductively. “It is. The moment you touched me, I was pretty sure you wanted something else more than those cookies. Like maybe to look up my short dress.”

    “I love you so much,” Ben said. “I’m so glad you said yes to me. So glad we’re married.”

    “Me too!” she said, and then she began to shake as she came. She usually didn’t orgasm this fast from penetration, but something inside her told her that Ben would like it. And then suddenly it was here. Her body awash with pleasure. Her mouth open in a scream of pleasure as one hand was on his muscled chest and the other reaching down to his taut stomach. He was so sexy. He could make love to her anytime he wanted. No. He could fuck her. The word pulsed in her mind. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Yes. It wasn’t a bad word. It was a very, very good word.

    Riley’s climax continued, the longest one she could ever remember having. Her scream grew louder, her body shook, and she yelled, “Thank you sir! You fuck me so good, sir!”

    Ben had wanted it to last, to take his time, but it was all too much. His wife’s use of the word fuck. Her cries of ecstasy. Her calling him sir. It pushed him to the breaking point, and he unloaded inside of her.

    “Ooh yes sir!” she yelled appreciatively. “I love feeling your cum deep inside me!”

    In that moment they were all that mattered. They were so close. Their marriage was perfect.

    But half a minute later when Ben rolled off of Riley and collapsed on the hard tiled floor of their kitchen, he reflected on what had happened. Not just in the present, but yesterday. There was no more hot and cold. No more telling him not to touch or kiss her. She’d given herself to him with no reservation. Maybe Marcus was right. Maybe it had been just a phase.

    Fuck. Had he just jeopardized Riley’s high paying job because he hadn’t gotten laid the way he wanted the last couple of days? He’d shown up at that diner and been a complete jerk! He was such an idiot. Hopefully Marcus would forgive him and not take it out on Riley.

    After a minute of just lying next to each other, Ben finally sat up and said, “Well, I guess we should clean up this mess.”

    “Yes, sir,” Riley said as she got swiftly to her feet. “I’ll get the broom and-”

    “Wait,” Ben said with a smirk. “I’ll admit it was pretty hot, but, you don’t have to keep calling me that?”

    “Calling you what, sir?”

    “That,” Ben laughed. “I’m guessing that Marcus…” he trailed off thinking about Marcus whispering in her ear. He must have told her that it might get him all hot and bothered. If so, he’d been right. “Nevermind. You don’t have to call me, sir, Riles.”

    Her face fell and she looked at him with genuine concern. “Oh, I’m so sorry. What would you like your designation to be moving forward?”

    Ben laughed again as he got to his feet. “Designation? Wow. So formal. I mean, you USUALLY call me Ben, or hon, or babe.”

    She cocked her head and looked at him attentively. “Do you have a preference?”

    Ben thought to yesterday. To what she’d called him as he shot his spunk onto her chest and face. She’d called him that willingly, and he’d like it a lot, even more than ‘sir.’

    “I mean…you could call me ‘Daddy’ for the rest of the evening. I really liked when you did that yesterday.”

    “Yesterday?” she said, confused. She could not think of a time when she’d ever called him that. She shouldn’t call him that. He was not her father. That was a perverted and demeaning thing to-

    She shut off that line of thinking quickly. If this would please her husband, then she would do it. She was willing to do anything for him.

    Her face smoothed out and all confusion and concern vanished. “Yes, Daddy,” she said obediently. She was rewarded with a big smile from her husband. Her heart leapt. She was making him happy! That was all that mattered.

    If Ben could have, he would have fucked her again right there. But even at his young age, he still needed several minutes before he’d be able to rally again. He let her get the broom, watching her sexy flour covered butt fetch it from the pantry. Together they cleaned up their mess, and without the help of the stool, Ben managed to reach the cookies. He fed one to her when they finished up, and took one for himself.

    “I think we’re next,” he said, gesturing towards the flour that was sticking to several areas of their skin. “Let’s go take a shower together.” He held out his hand to her.

    “Yes, Daddy,” Riley said, with a certain undertone of innocence. She took his hand, a gesture not lost on Ben as he’d wanted it so much earlier, and led him to their small bathroom. She got the water hot for them, and they both stepped in. She tried to give him the space where he would get most of the water, but he insisted on her being under it first.

    “You know how much I love to wash you, babe,” Ben said, ogling her boobs as the water began to cascade down them, washing the flour away.

    Seeing where his gaze lingered, Riley stuck out her chest, making it as prominent as she could. “Yes Daddy,” she said, as she reached blindly up behind her to extract the loofa she hung from the shower head. She handed it to him.

    He’d already got her body wash, and as he took the loofa, he dumped a huge amount on the scratchy fabric. He rubbed it together quickly with both hands, working up a significant lather. He finally placed it in the middle of her chest, almost reverently. He was looking into her eyes as his right hand began to drift slowly, first left, then right, making an infinity sign across her ample bosom.

    There was no feeling of urgency. No real feeling of even getting clean. To Ben, this was just him getting to do what he enjoyed most in the whole world, enjoying the body of the woman he loved. Feeling so incredibly close to her.

    Riley just kept looking up at him with big, innocent eyes as his hands soaped her breasts. If this is what he wanted to do for the rest of the day, she’d let him. If he left flour on any other place on her body, that was just fine. If this made him happy, it made her happy. She lived to make him happy.

    “You’re the sexiest thing on the planet,” Ben said, finally breaking eye contact and looking at her sudsy boobs. His other hand came up and he proceeded to push them together and began squeezing them. He loved how slippery they were in his palms. How his fingers couldn’t quite seem to grasp them as they’d alway slip free.

    “If you say so, Daddy,” she said softly. In addition to pushing out her boobs, she also began to sway them slightly back and forth. She watched his eyes track their movements. She was so glad he liked her big boobs. She was so happy her body pleased him.

    An odd thought occurred to her. She had turned him down for sex the past couple of nights. Gone out of her way to not let him touch her like this. Why had she done that? Something was wrong. Something had happened at her work. She looked down at the bracelet she wore, and for a second, pure panic was in her eyes.

    But then they became glassy and unfocused. What had she been thinking? Oh right. Pleasing the man in front of her. She wanted to get him off every which way. He could fuck her however he wanted, even in ways she hadn’t been up to before. He could have all of her. She’d never withhold sex from this man.

    Ben suddenly yanked her forward and kissed her deeply. His tongue invaded her mouth, and she welcomed it with her own. Water ran down their bodies as they stayed like that for over a minute, faces turning, tongues wrestling, breath coming in short quick gasps as neither wanted it to stop. Both sets of hands were clinging or sliding along a piece of the other’s skin.

    “Can I wash your back?” Ben finally asked. He wanted a good long look at her butt.

    Riley’s breath was short and full of need as she said. “You can wash anywhere you want, Daddy?”

    Ben sucked in a breath. “Anywhere?” he asked skeptically, thinking about how there was still one place he’d never been able to go. “You serious Riles?”

    “Of course Daddy. This body belongs to you.” Having said that, she turned slowly in the shower.

    Ben saw the water cascading all the way down her back, and appreciated how it raced down her curvy backside. He’d playfully slapped her butt many times. He’d grabbed and squeezed it during lovemaking. But he’d never gone further than that. Being a man who had watched several hundreds of hours of porn, he definitely wanted to know it more intimately. She’d just said her body belonged to him. He was going to find out how sincere that statement had been.

    He poured more soap on the loofa and created another sudsy lather. He got a little too excited as he ground it between his hands and he dropped it. It landed with a wet sploosh onto the slick bathtub floor. He bent down quickly and scooped it up with his hands. As he did, the spray from the shower briefly obscured his sight. He blinked rapidly and carefully wiped the water from his eyes with the back of his hand. As his vision cleared from his stooped position, he found Riley’s ass just a few inches from his face.

    Ben liked this view so much that he allowed himself to sink to his knees. The water from the showerhead shot past him entirely, only hitting Riley’s upper back. The loofa was in his hand, and he placed it just above her right buttocks. He ran it down, following the curve down to her leg and leaving behind bubbles that were almost immediately rinsed away. He repeated this on her left cheek as well. Then he placed the loofa right at the top of her ass crack. He’d attempted this once before, and got his hand slapped, a reminder that some places were still off limits.

    But eating her pussy out had been off limits until yesterday. And now her body belonged to him. So without further adieu, he ran the loofa between her thick cheeks. It effortlessly glided along with the help of the slippery soap. He went all the way down, and was happily surprised that she gave no indication for him to stop. She did nothing at all, just stood there as still as a statue. His hand went back up, but this time, without the loofa. With nothing between them, his fingers explored her crack, stopping when it found her asshole.

    Ben thought for sure she’d stop him this time. Was fully prepared for her to say, “That’s enough now, Ben.” But she still said nothing. So he took his other hand, and with his fingers, he gently spread apart her buttcheeks. He got his first good look at her asshole. He took a slippery finger, and ran it around the rim.

    For the first time since he’d been down here, she shifted, and he heard a soft, “Ooh.”

    “This okay?” he croaked.

    “Of course Daddy,” she said reassuringly. “I didn’t expect your finger to feel so good there. Please. Keep going.”

    Bolstered by this, Ben did just that. His fingers slid up and down her ass, back to her asshole, and then he scooted forward so his finger could go up to her pussy. She was sopping. His face pressed against her lower back as his middle finger went deep inside of her.

    “Mm…” she moaned as he stirred her up.

    Ben finally pulled his finger out of his wife’s pussy, and came back to her asshole. He very slowly pushed the tip of his finger into her there.

    He felt her tense, but even as she did, he heard Riley say a pleasure filled, “Yesss, Daddy.”

    Ben was hard again. Very hard. He kept pushing his finger into his wife, and heard the sound of her palms hitting the opposite wall as she leaned forward, trying to give him better access to her butt, pushing it out for him, helping his finger go deeper, helping his digit fuck her asshole. He did this for a few minutes, then he spread her cheeks again, and began using his tongue.

    The taste was bitter as he tasted nothing but soap. This did not bother him in the slightest. She’d made it clear that ass play was off limits early on in their marriage, and now here he was, licking it for all he was worth. He kept his face back there, but let his fingers drift back to her cunt. He fingered her from the front while he licked her from the back, and was so happy how loud she was getting.

    He ventured out from her butt long enough to ask, “You liking this Riles?”

    “I do, Daddy!” she cried. “I love everything you’re doing back there!”

    A few minutes later, her knees buckled as she came, and Ben had to steady her to keep her from falling.

    “Let’s get out,” he said.

    “Yes, Daddy,” was her only reply.

    They didn’t bother toweling off, as Ben grabbed Riley’s wrist and led her to their bed.

    “Get on all fours,” he ordered.

    “Yes, Daddy,” Riley said, and crawled up onto the bed with slow feline grace. She began to sway her butt side to side, as if knowing where his attention would be.

    “You’ve…you’ve been a bad girl, recently,” Ben said tentatively, knowing he was in foreign territory with his normally very conservative wife.

    “I’m sorry Daddy,” she purred.

    “I…I should punish you,” Ben said.

    “If you think I deserve to be punished Daddy, then please, punish your naughty girl.”

    Ben raised a shaky hand, and then used it to give Riley’s butt a smack. There was not much force behind it, but it made her butt wobble.

    “Thank you Daddy!” Riley exclaimed cheerfully.

    Ben gave her butt another smack, harder this time. “This turns you on, doesn’t it you…you little slut!” As soon as it came out of his mouth, he knew it was too far. There was the line. He’d crossed it. But Riley continued to surprise.

    “It does, Daddy! Your naughty slut loves it when you smack her ass!”

    Ben’s mouth fell open, but he quickly gathered himself. “Well…I think the only way you’re gonna learn your lesson is…if I fuck it.”

    Riley’s face dropped to the mattress. She pushed her ass towards him. Her hand came up to her cheeks, and she pulled it apart for him. “Then fuck it Daddy. Please. Fuck my tight, virgin asshole.”

    “S-stay right there,” Ben said. He yanked open her top dresser drawer and found the lube that they’d never yet had to use. He popped open the top and squirted out way too much. He coated his dick with it, then applied a bunch to his wife’s asshole. She’d done exactly as he said, and hadn’t moved an inch.

    “Okay, here I go. This, uh, might hurt a little bit,” he warned.

    “It’s okay,” Riley said breathlessly. “I just want your hard dick in whichever of my holes makes you happy.”

    “What did I do to deserve you?” Ben asked. He truly didn’t know. All thoughts of marital troubles were gone. Their honeymoon stage continued.

    He guided his dick between her cheeks, and pushed into her.

    “Nfffgh YES!” Riley yelled. It did hurt, but her husband was happy. That was all that mattered. And it was important for him to think she loved it. So she made sure to sound like she did. But the deeper his dick went, the more her mind told her she did like it. Loved it even. All of her pleasure centers were firing at once. “It’s so good! I’m sorry I made you wait so long to FUCK MY ASS, Daddy!”

    At these words, Ben dropped all pretense of slow and steady, and shoved his dick in as far as he could. It was so tight. So wonderful. He pulled almost all the way out, then slammed it back in.

    Riley’s mouth fell open at the force of it and she cried out in ecstasy. “AHH! Yes! Give it to me hard like that Daddy! Help me learn my lesson!”

    With his hands on his wife’s hips, Ben fucked Riley fast and hard. She encouraged him with every thrust. She was better than any pornstar he’d ever seen. She was amazing. She was the best. She was his.

    He was cumming. His right hand clamped onto her right buttocks and gripped it roughly, making it bright red. His jizz pumped into her ass, and he held his dick inside for as long as he could before pulling out. A stream of cum quickly trickled out. He watched it for a second, marveling at what he and Riley had just done.

    Ben got to his feet on shaky legs and made his way to his side of the bed. After having fucked twice in an hour, he was spent. He flopped down on his back, and Riley cuddled up next to him. “That was amazing Riles. Hope we can do that again soon. Sleepy now.”

    Riley was sore, but she held her husband close until he began to breathe deeply. The rise and fall of his chest began to lull her to sleep too, until…

    Ping!

    Instantly her mind was alert. She looked at the bracelet’s small screen, and read the message that had been sent. She was to log into her laptop for a video chat with Marcus. She quietly slipped away from her husband and started to put on clothes, until a second ping came that ordered her to come naked.

    ‘I can’t come naked,’ she thought. She tried to pull up her panties, but her hands and legs wouldn’t cooperate. But then she reminded herself that Marcus was her team lead, and it was fine to come to do a video chat naked if that’s what Marcus wanted. Whatever he wanted was absolutely fine.

    She let the panties drop to the floor, and found that she suddenly felt so much better having done so. She didn’t need clothes. Marcus had told her not to wear any, so she wouldn’t. She was a good Del Corp employee.

    She couldn’t help but blush though as she closed the bedroom door and walked down the hall to her little office with her husband’s cum dripping from her ass onto the carpet.

    After Marcus had parted ways with the newlyweds at the diner, he’d activated the bug he’d placed on Ben’s phone. He tried to listen to every word they said on his drive back to Del Corp, but the sound was often muffled. But there was no mistaking the sounds of lovemaking when they got back. Marcus wished he were there. Wished he could see Riley getting fucked. Wished he could be the one doing the fucking.

    Needless to say by the time he got back to his office at Del Corp, he was very turned on and needing some relief. Still, he waited, and listened. There’d only been the one sex act so far, but Marcus was pretty sure there would be at least one more before the day was over. Unfortunately, Ben must have left his phone in his jeans in the kitchen when he went to go take a shower.

    Marcus was sorely tempted to log into Riley. To send her a message to go to her laptop and accept his prompt to take over her mind and body. But that was too reckless. He would have to get off other ways. Thankfully he was in a building that had brainwashed horny sluts on tap. He called up the front desk and ordered an attractive blonde be sent to his office.

    Five minutes later, a knockout walked through his office door. She was wearing a tight fitting black dress. Her eyes were unfocused and seem to look past him as she asked, “How may I be of service sir?”

    “Take off your clothes and wait for your next order,” he said flippantly.

    As the blonde removed her dress, Marcus listened for movement at the Harper’s. He also kept an eye on Riley’s biometrics that were fed to him in real time by the nanites in her bloodstream. Her heart rate had elevated, and her temperature had risen slightly. He assumed she was still taking a hot shower and Ben was taking full advantage of his naked wife.

    The blonde in his office remained motionless as Marcus watched, listened, and fantasized about being back in that house. He couldn’t wait for Riley to be back in this building, but he still had no idea how he was going to hide the fact that she was married, but at least Ben wouldn’t stir up any trouble now that he’d been appeased with sex with his wife again.

    He thought back to his and Ben’s tense conversation. Marcus felt he’d done a good job not giving anything away, but hadn’t expected Ben to be so suspicious of Del Corp’s possible involvement in Riley’s personality changes. That’s why the rule was there. There were not to have any remote workers who were currently married because they live with a person that knows too much about them. A person that would be able to figure out that something’s going on, and then it could escalate from there. So why was he taking such a risk?

    As if in answer to his question, he watched Riley’s pulse quicken. Her stats were all spiking. He wondered what Ben was doing to her that would cause such a reaction. In his earpiece, he heard from what what sounded to be very far off, a woman yelling, “Fuck my ass, Daddy!”

    So Ben was really going for it. Good for him. He for sure wouldn’t be calling Marcus in the morning to tell him that Riley was quitting.

    Riley’s voice had made him so very hard again though. He unzipped his fly and pulled out his dick. He motioned to the compliant woman in his office. “You, come here and lick my cock, but don’t suck it until I tell you to.”

    “Yes, sir,” the blonde said flatly. She walked over to his desk, and sank to her knees. She put her mouth over Marcus’s big dick, and began to slather it with her tongue.

    Other than this, he gave the blonde no other thought as he kept watching, listening, and waiting. He saw Riley’s vitals settle, then slow considerably. They indicated she was almost asleep. Surely Ben was too. He was probably out right away after that second session. His fingers flew across the keyboard as he sent a message to Riley’s bracelet. Less than a minute later, he sent a second one.

    He trusted that the nanites would make her obey it. He was already pushing boundaries in so many other ways, why not have a bit more fun. Another minute later, and there she was. His favorite employee. Riley Harper. Completely naked, and looking back at him with eyes that expressed confused obedience.

    “Yes sir?” she said as soon as his face came up on her monitor. “How can I help you?”

    Marcus placed a firm hand on top of the blonde’s head and grunted, “I want you to suck it now.” A second later his dick was enveloped by a warm mouth and tight suction.

    To Riley, he said, “It’s normal that I’m getting head from a woman while we speak. Now I want you to tell me everything you and your husband did after we met at the diner. Did you do what I told you to do?”

    “Yes sir,” Riley said with a note of chipperness. “I treated him like a client. You said to do so until I came back to you next Tuesday.”

    Marcus groaned. This blonde was an excellent cocksucker. He knew from frequent experience that they usually weren’t this good in blank slate mode. He loved being able to look at her head bobbing up and down on his shaft and pretending it was Riley sucking him off.

    “Good girl,” he said to Riley. “Now, tell me everything.”

    Riley recounted how she’d begun flirting with Ben as soon as she got in the car. How much he’d wanted her, and how she’d given herself to him right there on kitchen floor all covered in flour. How he’d wanted her to call him Daddy.

    As her team lead continued to receive head in front of her, she relayed how they’d showered together. How Ben hand fingered her asshole. How she’d cum from him playing with both of her holes at the same time. How excited he’d been afterwards and taken her to their bedroom. How he’d fucked her in the ass.

    Marcus was so close as he asked, “Did you like it, Riley? When he shoved his big cock up your asshole? Be honest.”

    Riley’s mouth turned down for a moment as she tried to form an opinion. “Not…not at first. I mean, I didn’t…didn’t let him think that though sir. But then I…I found myself enjoying it. It felt so big in me, and he was SO excited. I don’t think he’s ever made love to me so passionately before.”

    Marcus’s fingers clenched the blonde’s golden locks as he asked, “You won’t let him fuck you back there again, Riley. The next cock you get shoved up your asshole, will be mine. Understood?”

    Riley beamed at him. “Of course sir! My asshole is off limits until your cock has been inside it.”

    “Ah!” Marcus grunted, as he came inside the blonde’s mouth. She gulped it down eagerly, swallowing every drop. Funny. He hadn’t told her to do that. It must be second nature to this programmed slut.

    He sat there, just breathing for several seconds while the blonde cleaned his cock, and Riley just stared straight ahead, waiting for her next command. Finally Marcus said, “Make sure Ben knows not to disturb you during your normal work hours. Tell him you’ve got to focus on bringing in clients now and you’ve got to protect their privacy.”

    “Yes sir,” she said.

    “You’re all his on lunch breaks though.”

    “Yes sir.”

    Marcus took one last, long look at Riley on his screen. “You still got his cum in your ass?”

    Riley shifted in her seat as she wiggled her bottom. “I think so, sir. It’s still a little wet back there.”

    “Show me some of it,” he said.

    She stood up and began to reach behind her back, when Marcus said, “No. Turn around. I want to see your finger go up your ass to get it.”

    “Yes sir.”

    She turned around, bent over slightly, and spread a cheek with one hand. With the other, she made a show of bringing her middle finger to her asshole, and inserting it. Marcus saw a bit of white ooze leak out of it.

    “Turn back around and sit down, then show me your finger.”

    “Yes sir,” she said. She sat down, and showed him her middle finger, fresh from her asshole, with a dollop of Ben’s jizz on it.

    “Put it in your mouth, and suck on it,” he said.

    “Yes sir.” Riley brought her finger up to her mouth. She opened it wide. Her hand suddenly shook as it drew near.

    ‘I don’t want this. Don’t make me do this!’ she screamed internally.

    ‘But you will,’ an overwhelming voice said from deep within her. It echoed through her entire being. ‘You will obey your team leader. You will do whatever he says. And you will enjoy it.’

    Her hand stopped trembling, and her eyes fell upon her finger like it contained a precious treat. She hastily put it into her mouth, and sucked on it. It was delicious.

    Marcus watched, then finally nodded. “That’s enough, Riley. Log off, and go back to your husband. Keep thinking of him as a client until you come back to me Tuesday. Do whatever you need to do to keep him happy in the meantime. Because I have a lot of plans for you..”

    Riley’s finger came out of her mouth with a pop. “Yes, sir.” She clicked on her mouse, and Marcus’s face disappeared.

    The blonde’s head suddenly popped up, inches from Marcus’s face. Her eyes bored into him. Marcus fought panic. Something was wrong! She shouldn’t be able to do anything without an order. Unless someone had logged into her and…

    “So, Marcus,” the woman said with a wicked smile. “I hear your favorite new girl is married.”

    To be continued…

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by Kripto · 18 Jul 2024

Marcus reluctantly gains an ally who pushes up his agenda with Riley. Despite their marriage seeming back on track, Ben grows more suspicious.

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13 Comments
Peenpin ∙ 16 Jun 2024

Holy that ending, cannot wait for the next part

RT101 Supporter ∙ 23 Jun 2024

Great chapter! I'm very excited for the next one!! Sounds like Marcus's #2 knows now.

Abcdefg123432 ∙ 13 Aug 2024

How long before part 4 becomes free?

Kripto Author ∙ 14 Aug 2024

Should be by the weekend.

RT101 Supporter ∙ 15 Aug 2024

Any ideas on chapter 5 being published? I'm very excited for the continuation

Kripto Author ∙ 15 Aug 2024

It's over half finished! I might have made the mistake on starting two other stories this last month, but I went back to WR this last week and hope to have it done by next week.

Abcdefg123432 ∙ 18 Aug 2024

Chapter 4 coming free today?

Kripto Author ∙ 18 Aug 2024

Getting submitted today, then it's up as soon as they publish it. Usually 24-48 hrs

peanutbuttergirl ∙ 18 Aug 2024

i cant wait to read chapter 4 and chapter 5. I love this story

RT101 Supporter ∙ 18 Aug 2024

Same.... really excited for chapter 5. The new stories mentioned should be good too...

Abcdefg123432 ∙ 21 Aug 2024

Any update on chapter 4 bring free?

VexenFox Supporter ∙ 22 Aug 2024

@Abcd It's usually a month after release, might have been jostled a bit by a server update, should be triggered within a day or two, if not I will manually check.

Abcdefg123432 ∙ 22 Aug 2024

Thanks for the update!

anon_bd70f6d9b889 ∙ 01 Nov 2025