I felt a soft kiss on my cheek, opened my eyes, and saw Steve’s face inches from mine, with a sweet smile on his lips. “Hi Ellen, how are you feeling? Better, I hope?”  His lips pressed on mine in a sweet kiss. I woke entirely, then.

Steve sat back in the bed, and I sat up. We looked at each other. I was afraid to speak, not knowing what was happening in Steve’s head. He had me even more confused. Was he kicking me out? I had no idea. His attitude hours ago was like I had the plague, and he never wanted to see me again. The words he used and what he called me. I was hurt, but I deserved it. I had cheated on him. But now he was all nice, and things were OK. So confused.

“Ellen, I love you, and I know you love me. You have made a monumental mistake jeopardizing our marriage. I think you understand that, don’t you?” Steve asked directly.  

I was on the verge of crying again as I looked at Steve, but I couldn’t. I had to be serious because this was a serious question, and I had to answer it correctly the way I felt. “Steve, I cannot apologize enough for the stupidity that invaded my head, allowing Edgar to weaken me to the point that I would cave into him and do what I did and propose what Edgar wanted me to propose to you. I cannot explain it in any way, so I must be a slut inside if I can allow that to happen. I am so sorry.”

Steve smiled. “I know you are not a true slut, or your true self would have surfaced before now. I can see that you are attracted to Edgar; he is a predator, and you are his prey. Even now, Edgar is anticipating you're going to cuckold me tonight and fuck him during the party. Edgar still thinks he controls you, but later tonight, he will understand that he does not and never will again.”

What was Steve saying? I did not understand.

“Ellen, there is one and only one way that you can salvage our marriage. It is all on your shoulders now. I have a plan that will end Edgar’s sexual aggression toward you and any other woman who works for him, and I am sure there are more, but for now, you are the chosen one for the President's Party.”

I thought about what Steve said. Was I just a number to Edgar, a proverbial ‘notch on the bedpost’?

Well, God damn, Edgar, what a slimy asshole. He had no respect for me, Steve, or any other woman. I could see it now as I thought about all my time spent with Edgar. He manipulated me to the point that I would give him what he wanted. He was a fucking predator, God damn him!

“Steve, what can I do to win you back and prove to you that I am not the slut I seem to be today? I cannot lose you, baby. I love you so much. I don’t want a divorce. Quite the opposite. I think it is time for us to start a family and have a few babies. So tell me what I must do to save our marriage.”

~~~~~

This was very interesting. Ellen was volunteering to prove she was not the slut I made her out to be. This fit perfectly into my plan. I had to lay out her part and the parts the other players would play. This was on a need-to-know basis, so she only got to know what she needed and nothing more.

“Ellen, you're sure you want to go through with this? It will be hard for you now that you understand Edgar and what you have done. If so, this may earn you an expunged record with me for your infidelity. But you must be completely committed and do exactly what I tell you to do… nothing more and nothing less. Do you understand?” I asked, confirming Ellen's commitment.

Ellen agreed, and the game was afoot!

Ellen now understood Edgar, and the ‘truth may have set her free’ from his clutches. But Ellen must prove that to me. If successful, we would be husband and wife again. If she failed, those dummy divorce documents would magically turn into the real thing on Monday, and I would divorce Ellen and send her off to Edgar. I hoped that was not how it went, but I was prepared for either ending.

Now that Ellen and I had discussed things and reached an agreement, we had a few more things to do. It had been a long day, and I was hungry for food and Ellen’s sweet pussy. I made my special hoagies. We ate them with chips and a beer. We finished eating, cleaned up, and went to bed. It was not all the lovey, dovey stuff. We crawled into bed, started kissing, and quickly, we were all over each other. The romantic foreplay could wait for another time. I wanted her pussy, and she wanted my cock. WE FUCKED!  It was hard and fast, and we were cumming as often as we could. There was some forgiveness in my actions and a renewed commitment from Ellen.

After an hour, we were exhausted, so I pulled Ellen into the shower. But we didn’t stop. I had her up in my arms, her legs wrapped around my waist, with my cock buried deep in her pussy. I pressed her back against the wall and fucked her as hard as I could. We kissed passionately, and Ellen was cumming like a machine gun until her clip emptied. I refilled her cunt full of cum, and we fucked some more. Finally, we stopped and washed each other, but we cleaned our own privates, or we would have never made it to the party.

I helped Ellen dress in her new gown. It was long, red silk and shimmered in the light. The top was scooped and gathered, showing the swell of her beautiful, firm breasts, requiring Ellen to go braless. The gown was skintight with a slit up the front along her right leg to her hip. When Ellen took a step, the slit opened, and her long leg slipped out, exposing her smooth skin and glimpses of her bare pussy to those looking on. The dress was fitted tight to Ellen's firm body and bottom, making wearing panties impossible!

“Steve, this dress is so beautiful and sexy, but I can't wear it tonight. Everyone, including my coworkers and the board members, can see me as if I am naked. I can’t go like this. Please let me wear another dress,” Ellen begged.

I knew Edgar would be instantly hard when Ellen approached him, playing her role as his personal whore. This is the role I was about to explain to Ellen, the role she must play tonight to secure her position in our marriage and my life.  

“Ellen, you agreed to play your part, and this dress is part of the plan, too. You will wear it and strut your half-naked body for everyone to see.  Remember, Edgar wants you to cuckold me tonight, so we are putting on a show for everyone. It will be the last time they will see you, so it will not matter after tonight.”

“What… I have to go to work on Monday and see these people every day!” Ellen said desperately

“No, my dear, today will be your last day of employment working for Edgar. It will most likely be Edgar's last day as President or any other position at the company. That will all become clear as the night moves on,” I stated.

“Oh no, Steve, I cannot lose my job. I have worked hard to earn my position, and we need the money I earn,” Ellen said with concern and emotion.

“Well then, Ellen, if that is how you feel, you should go to the Party alone, wear whatever you want and plan on not coming home tonight after you fuck Edgar. I will be here, but the locks will be changed, and all your things will be packed and placed in your SUV for you to take when you do arrive. The garage code will be the same so you can retrieve your SUV and drive back to Edgar or wherever you decide to go, anywhere away from me,” I stated emphatically.

Ellen’s face showed shock and confusion. “But Steve, I have already told you I was through with Edgar, and I would not fuck him tonight. I am truly ashamed of what I have let Edgar do to me and what I did, sucking his cock. I will not do anything with Edgar tonight, I swear,” Ellen said, begging for my understanding.

“Ellen, by agreeing to my plan and committing to being my wife and confessing to cheating on me with Edgar, by sucking his cock, not once but twice, you must do as I tell you tonight and from this day forward, or we are through, and I will file for divorce on Monday. You said you understood and agreed. Do you really agree? If not, we will be done when this conversation is over!” I made it clear to Ellen in a demanding tone.

Ellen sat there confused but nodding her head. “Yes, I understand, but I don’t want to lose my job.”  

“Ellen, you and Edgar have violated the company morals code. Once exposed, you are both subject to termination and will most likely be fired. Edgar is undoubtedly doomed to termination, and you would be too, but you have a ‘get out of jail free card.’”

“Steve, what do you mean?” Ellen asked.

“Ellen, tonight, you are going to play up to Edgar, leading him on as if you want to fuck him, and you have my permission. But when you leave the main party to go off to fuck, George and Millie are going to follow you, and when Edgar makes his move on you in his room, they are going to barge in as if they are looking for a place to hook up and will catch you two. I will be right behind them, along with Eldridge. I will be filming you and Edgar on my phone, capturing all that happens with you half-dressed and Edgar pawing your body.  

"The best part is that as soon as you two leave the party to go fuck, I will tell everyone what Edgar has done to you and why you are with him tonight. I will explain that he coerced you into blowing him yesterday and him instructing you to ask for my permission to fuck him. I will tell them that I emphatically said ‘NO.’ I will also explain that you are being seduced against your will at that very moment. I will also inform the board that I will be filing suit against the company for your sexual harassment and against Edgar for Alienation of Affection. I will demand that Edgar be fired immediately and that you not be terminated but allowed to remain employed or to resign.

"That little speech will give Edgar enough time to begin his assault on you, and you must resist him. When we all arrive, tell him, ‘No, I am not like that. Leave me alone,’ pushing him away. Once George and Millie bust through the door, play it up bigger as if you are struggling.

"When I arrive, you run to me, seeking safety, and begin to cry.

"We will have all we need to destroy Edgar and his future at the company and any other company once the word is out that he is a predator.”  

“Oh God, what will happen tonight, and what will I do?” Ellen asked, shocked at my plan. “I don’t want to hurt Edgar, and I am not sure I can do what you are asking,” Ellen said.

“Well, Ellen, this is your one option to save our marriage. If you do not do this, I will leave you now and file for divorce on Monday. I will still file the lawsuits against the company and Edgar so that he will be ruined either way. It is your choice. You do this, and we stay married, or do not do this, and I will divorce you! Ellen, you must make your choice now!” I stated clearly.

I turned from her and walked to the bedroom door. “Ellen, you have ten minutes to decide.” And I walked out.

~~~~~

I had no choice but to do what Steve asked. It was not what I wanted. I didn’t want Edgar to touch me again, but then again, I didn’t want a divorce either. I loved Steve, so I had to do what he requested and play my part. I would play it right, resisting Edgar until it was the right moment when they broke in. I would lay it on Edgar, letting him paw me and be close to taking me, allowing the team to catch us.

Half-naked, I walked downstairs, finding Steve in his office. I struck a pose in the doorway, “I am Ellen, the slut for you tonight, Steve, and only yours forever more.”

I walked to him, straddled his lap, and kissed him. “I love you, my husband!”

~~~~~

The plan was set, and the players were all prepared. It was 6:35 p.m. The thought of what we were going to do to Edgar tonight and seeing my sexy wife in only a tiny thong and garters with silk stocking adorning her legs made my cock hard. I pushed Ellen off my lap. “Show me how you sucked Edgar off yesterday!”

Ellen looked embarrassed and quickly dropped to her knees on the chair pillow. Ellen looked into my eyes, licked her lips, and pulled off my boxers. My cock was hard and stood out perfectly straight, throbbing a little.

“Mmm, what do we have here?” Ellen teased as she gripped my cock.

“Suck it slut!” I demanded.

Ellen liked that, and it made her eyes sparkle. She slipped her tongue out, licking my cock head. It felt amazing, sending a tingle to my balls. Then like a hungry animal, she swallowed my whole cock deep in her throat, gripping my balls in one hand, bobbing on my cock, and stroking my shaft with the other hand, and in seconds, I was in blow job heaven.

Ellen sucked my cock and played with my balls and licked them too. It was clear that I would not last long, so I told her, “Ellen, take it all, baby. I am going to fill your belly with a big load of cum. Swallow it all!”

Ellen bore down on me, reaching back, cupping my ass cheeks, pulling my cock deep in her throat. Her nose was pressed into my belly, and she licked my balls as they drew up. I gripped her head and fucked her face hard, blowing my load down her throat. I began cumming so hard that I was bouncing off the chair. Ellen pulled a suction on my cock so she held me in her mouth as I settled down on the chair.

Ellen took all my cum and continued to suck me until my balls were dry, and I began to soften. She sat back, letting my cock slip from her mouth. She slowly stroked me a few times, licking up any leftover cum. She smacked her lips and licked all around her mouth. “Mmm sweet, I love your cum baby.”

She stood and smiled. “I have to finish my make-up.” And walked out.

I regained my strength and went to dress.

~~~~~

Eldridge arrived on time, and we were off to the party. Once everyone was in the limo, I reviewed the plan with everyone. We all agreed on everything and had a toast of champagne as we rode along.  

Millie would play Ellen's sister, who was in town for the weekend, and George was her date. We just brought them along. Edgar wouldn't care what Ellen did as long as he thought he was going to fuck her tonight.

We arrived and were greeted by Edgar and the five Board members. The party was in full swing. We were late on purpose. Dinner was about to be served. Edgar swept Ellen away while we got drinks. He was setting up his play on her tonight. He ignored me. His activity was expected. It pissed me off, but I knew what his plan was, so I let it roll along.

Millie, George, and I had drinks, but I lost sight of Ellen and Edgar. I wonder if he had already made his move. Then, I saw them returning to the room as we were all called to sit for dinner. Ellen looked a little flushed, so I knew Edgar had been playing with her pussy.

As expected, Ellen was seated at Edgar's left. That was convenient, and I knew Edgar's hand would find Ellen’s bare pussy again in a few seconds. Ellen was wet when we arrived, and my finger still smelled of her juicy scent.

I was seated across the table from them between Allen Ellsworth and his wife, Jean. Allen was the Chairman of the Board. We talked briefly, and then Allen commented on Ellen’s dress, how beautiful she looked that night, and that I was a lucky man. I thanked him and made a few loose comments on how Ellen liked working for Edgar and that he was always very attentive to her as he was tonight. That brought out quizzical looks from Jean and a more concerned look from Mr. Ellsworth.

The dinner progressed, and the first course was served. The scene across the table became more interesting. Edgar was focused on Ellen almost exclusively and ignored his wife seated to his right. From her look, I could see that Melissa was upset about his actions with Ellen.

As Ellen ate the shrimp cocktail, I saw a new look on her face. I suspected that Edgar had found his marks and slipped his fingers inside her pussy. Ellen was fighting hard not to make embarrassing noises and cum right there at the table. I was a little concerned that Ellen could withstand Edgar’s aggression. This was a real test for her. I was afraid that if he made her cum she would not resist him fucking her after dinner. But if she passed this test, I was sure she would never let this happen again.

I was talking to Jean when I heard a loud chirp from across the table, and we both looked over at Ellen and Edgar. Suddenly, Ellen's whole upper chest and face were flushed bright pink, and her look was shocked and satisfied. Yes… perfect… Edgar had made Ellen cum. Jean had seen what I saw and looked at me with questioning eyes. We had a new witness and other unknowing witnesses seated nearby.

Jean’s mouth was agape as she saw Ellen quickly get up and leave the room for the ladies' room. Jean touched my arm and said, “I’ll be right back.” She followed Ellen.

This unexpected happening might make things work out better than I had hoped.

~~~~~

Oh, Jesus, Edgar has his fingers inside me, playing with my spot. I don’t know if I can take it. If he keeps playing, I am surely going to cum. I am trying to converse with Robert Moses, one of the board members sitting next to me, but Edgar is making it very hard for me to think.

Oh, Jesus, he is rubbing my spot fast now and pressing on my clit. OH, SHIT, I am going to cum. No, no… I can’t cum. I will scream!

I grip the side of the table as a hard cum gripes my pussy. I can't help it, so I chirp loudly, “Oh!” I grit my teeth as my pussy clamps on Edgar's fingers, squeezing it tight. My clit is throbbing, and I begin to leak. Oh no, the red dress will have a big wet spot. Oh God no…! I quickly push Edgar's hand away and leave the table for the lady's room.

~~~~~

As I was in the stall, wiping my pussy, trying to dry up the pussy cream I was leaking, I heard a voice… “Ellen?”

Who was that? Had she seen me cum? Oh God, I was so embarrassed! That fucking Edgar!

“Ellen, it is Jean Ellsworth. I was sitting with Steve, and we saw you flush and run out of the room. Are you OK? I told him I would check on you,” she explained.

“Uhh… Ahh… Yes, I am alright. I had a little hot flash, I guess.” Stumbled out.

“Well, yes, I guess you did. It must have felt good. I’m sure it was wonderful. I wish I had one of those occasionally these days.” She laughed. “Do you need any help? Is your dress alright, dear?”

I was mortified. Someone had seen what had happened, and Steve, my God, Steve had seen it too.

I opened the stall door, and there she was, a beautiful, classy fifties lady dressed to the nines and smiling. She knew exactly what had happened. I smiled at her. “Are you OK?”

I almost couldn’t look at her but answered her, “I can’t see the back, but I bet there is a big spot there.” Giving up all my dignity, I turn around, showing Jean the back of my dress.

I heard, “Hmmm, we definitely have a problem here. Wait here a second.” I heard her leave. I stood feeling the wetness on the back of my dress and the pleasure lingering between my legs. I wanted to touch myself and cum again, but that would make things worse.

A couple of minutes went by, and Jean was back. "Come out here. I have a hair dryer so that we can dry your dress out." I went to the middle of the room, and Jean turned the dryer on the wet spot. It only took a couple of minutes. We were quiet while it dried. When finished, Jean looked at me. “Ellen, what happened?”

“Ahhh… When we sat down, Edgar complimented me on my dress and the slit up the leg. Then he touched my bare thigh, and his fingers quickly slipped between my legs on my bare pussy. Then he told me to spread them, and he pushed two fingers inside me. He held them there and rubbed my clit with his thumb, and my legs spread more. Edgar began to finger me, slowly rubbing my spot. I couldn’t do anything. He just did it. I mean, he’s my boss and the President of the company. What could I do?” I started to cry.

“Then he played with my clit more as he fingered me. I couldn’t take it, and as you saw, I came pretty and almost yelled, stifling out a loud ‘Oh!’ Oh God, Steve saw it, too! Oh no, did everyone see?”  

Jean looked at me with sad eyes that sparkled. “Oh my dear, I am so sorry. Has Edgar done this before?”

“Well, yes, a few days ago, once,” I admitted.

"Okay, you. Get yourself together and sit with your husband. I will sit beside Edgar and take care of him,” she instructed me.

I went back to the table and sat beside Steve. He was all smiles and happy I was okay and sitting with him now. I whispered that Jean would take care of Edgar, not knowing exactly what that meant.

~~~~~

I watched Edgar after both women left the room. He talked with his wife, who gave him an earful. She was not happy. I knew what had happened may have changed the night plan, but we would see. What Edgar had done was enough for the lawsuit and the moral code violation. This may have worked out better than the original plan.

Jean sat beside Edgar and immediately began chastising him. He looked across the table at Ellen and me. I didn't know what she said, but Edgar first had a sheepish look, then concern appeared.

When Jean finished her talk to Edgar, she rose and came around the table to her husband. They left the room and returned in a few minutes. They sat back down, and the dinner continued.  

Ellen explained that she was sitting with me now and explained what happened with Jean and that she was dealing with Edgar. Ellen told him Edgar made her cum, and Jean knew it. I knew then Edgar was not going to try to fuck her tonight or any other night. Just fingering her to orgasm was all we needed with Jean as our witness. Edgar was done, and Ellen was safe at my job.

After dinner, the evening went as it should have on any typical night. At one point, Edgar came over to us and apologized if he had embarrassed Ellen. He would not look at me, and Ellen said nothing in response. Edgar, defeated, just walked away. We didn’t see Edgar for the rest of the evening. The Elsworths handed out the bonus checks. Ellen’s check was almost fifty percent of her annual salary. I guessed Edgar thought he was buying a personal whore.

The night ended without the big show, and we went home and fucked the night away.

I talked to Millie the next afternoon, and George was leaving. They had a fantastic night, and she was delighted for the first time in three years. She thanked me.

On Monday, George filed the lawsuits in court and served on Edgar and the company. Ellen went to work that day and offered to resign, but I was the victim. She was safe.

The company lawsuit was investigated, and once it was all out in the open, Edgar was fired and lost his golden parachute. He and his wife left town, and no one ever heard from him again.

We settled the lawsuit with the company for $2,300,000 million, and Ellen resigned.

That all happened three years ago…

A year later, Steve sold the business to our employees. Millie and George were dating, and I was sure a wedding would be in the future.

We got pregnant and had a beautiful little girl. A year later, we snuck in another little girl.

We made a significant change and moved to Florida. To give us something to do, we bought a Dunkin Donuts franchise. We don’t need the money, but we love running it.

Steve and I are long past Edgar and are living the dream.

Thank you… Edgar Sloan, where ever you are!   

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