I don’t know when it started. Maybe at the office party; perhaps when I was leaning over his desk, perhaps I did tease him a lot; maybe it was when he breathed in my perfume and saw my cleavage as I sat next to him taking dictation. Anyway, we started flirting first of all. That led to a kiss and an occasional furtive grope. Eventually we had sex. Sometimes it was in the office, other times when he took me away on business trips.
I remember one of the first times in the office when I was giving him a blowjob and the door opened. It was the cleaner. She didn’t bat an eyelid even though we were in full view. We remembered to lock the door after that especially when we fucked.
The Company had just won a large and lucrative contract and Mark wanted to celebrate so he was holding a big party at his house. I was there as well as some of the other directors and managers, suppliers and important customers.
The wine and champagne were flowing. As I stood next to him, I felt him squeeze my bum. I thought nothing of it and then he did it again. I turned around to make sure nobody had seen and looked straight into the eyes of Jayne, Mark’s wife. She was across the other side of the room and I’m sure she’d seen what Mark had done. I blushed, bright red.
A couple of minutes later there was a tap on my shoulder. It was Jayne. I tried to smile, look relaxed and act nonchalantly. She didn’t say a word – just beckoned me to follow her. We went through to another room and she locked the door behind us and moved towards me.
“How long have you been fucking my husband?” she said.
“What? I don’t know what you’re talking about,” was all I could splutter out
“Yes you do. I know what he’s like and you’re very attractive so I’m sure he’s tried and I bet you’ve let him.”
I turned away as I’m not good at telling lies without my cheeks and neck going crimson. “Mark and I are doing nothing of the kind,” I said, perhaps not very convincingly.
She grabbed both my arms and turned me round to face her. She pushed me up against the wall and held me against her body. I was pinned there – unable to move or escape. I couldn’t believe what she did next. She kissed me full on the lips while still staring into my eyes. I struggled and tried to protest but couldn’t. I didn’t like it. I’d never ever been kissed by another girl. I’d thought about it, of course, but this was Mark’s wife! It was wrong.