Reina finished her reports for Karena and was feeling pretty happy that her afternoon looked clear. Normally, she hoped for a clear afternoon so she could play the role of Office Whore for Chad, the CEO, and her boyfriend of almost a year. She had recently given up her apartment and moved in with him after much convincing on his part. She realized that it seemed silly to him that she had taken so long to officially move in with him, but in her mind, she was just being smart. It was clear that Chad loved her, but the rocky start to their relationship had made Reina wary of jumping in with both feet too soon.
She had actually started out as Chad’s Office Whore, whose job it had been to satisfy her boss’s sexual needs; performing whichever of the tasks described in the Base 12 Slut handbook that he desired. She had been a break from the norm, being a petite, voluptuous red head rather than a tall skinny blonde with flawless skin and a model’s figure. It had been Karena’s idea to hire her. While it had taken Chad some time to realize it, he had fallen for Reina from the start.
Nearly a year had passed since they finally admitted their feelings to each other. There had been rough patches along the way, but the past couple of months had been smooth sailing. Moving in together seemed liked the logical progression. She only wished that they could move into a new place together. But it was silly to make Chad give up his beautiful home just because she felt a little awkward moving into his place. He insisted time after time that it was her home as well. She supposed in time, she’d get used to that.
Karena stepped out of her office and smiled. Reina had proven to be a very quick learner, with a good head for business. She also had a clever, skilled tongue and had brought her pussy to many orgasms over the past eleven plus months. She’d been so happy when Chad had realized that he was in love with Reina, but also delighted that he continued to enjoy her as his Office Whore. Chad had shared his previous sluts with multiple men and women. But he only shared Reina with Karena, which worked well for all three of them. Karena had also hoped that this afternoon might be just such an occasion for a Task 9, but she noticed that Chad wasn’t back from his lunch meeting yet.
“Hey, Reina, any idea when Chad will be back?” Karena asked.
“No. I was just about to ask you the same thing,” she answered, puzzled.
At that very moment, Chad rushed through the front door and walked briskly past both women. He held up his hands, not bothering to make eye contact.
“I don’t want to be bothered for the rest of the afternoon and I don’t want to talk about it!” he said tersely.
Reina started to follow him anyway, but Karena stopped her.
“Not a good idea, Rei. I’ve only seen him like this twice before. Both times he just needed to be left alone and he eventually calmed down and became a reasonable person again,” Karena said, warily.
“But I feel like I should do something!” Reina said, frustrated.
Karena shook her head and forced a smile. She knew what had caused this type of behavior on those two previous occasions and knew this was something he processed better on his own.
“If you want to do something to help, cut out a little early and be home when he gets there. He may just need a couple of hours to blow off some steam. Then going home and finding you there might be just the thing to help pull him out of his foul mood,” Karena suggested.
Reina decided to take her advice and went home a couple of hours early. She had time to make Chad’s favorite meal, her homemade chicken pot pie, and turn herself into a perfect little slut, complete with lacy black thigh-high stockings, a lacy black push up bra, a short little black skirt, and a white blouse with the top four buttons undone. And no panties of course. Easy access had been a requirement as his Office Whore, so she thought it would make him smile. She added her four inch come-fuck-me heels to round out the look.
She left her red hair, which had grown past her shoulders now, in long loose curls. She dabbed her perfume that she knew drove him crazy in all the right places and then teased her clit to make sure her pussy was hot, wet, and ready. She couldn’t wait for him to come home so she could make him feel better and forget all about whatever had him so cross and upset.
Only Chad didn’t come home. Reina waited. Then she texted him. Then she called his cell and his office phones, multiple times. At first her messages were sweet, then they became laced with concern. Eventually she was pissed and said she was going to bed. She laid awake for a very long time, trying not to be hurt that he hadn’t come home; and hoping he was not dead in a ditch somewhere. Eventually, exhaustion won out, and Reina drifted off, though she slept poorly.
She woke up to an empty bed. There were no signs that he had been home at all. No calls or texts from him. She was back to being worried.
She was about to call Karena, when Chad walked in the door. Reina ran down the stairs to meet him and stopped when it was clear he was still nearly falling down drunk.
“Where were you?” Reina asked, trying hard to sound patient and worried, rather than pissed off.
“I was out and now I’m not,” he answered sarcastically.
“You could have called; I was really worried!” Reina said rather sharply.
“Your last message said you were going to bed. I didn’t want to wake you,” he lied.
Reina looked at him in disbelief. He’d taken the time to listen to her messages, but hadn’t bothered to even send her a quick text letting her know he wasn’t coming home.
“I’m guessing you won’t be going into work today?” she said, curtly.
“Nope. That’s the beauty of being the boss, Reina. I can stay home if I want to. You should stay home with me. We can play Office Whore and you can be my little slut. Maybe we can plow through a bunch of base 12 tasks until you’re so thoroughly used you can’t walk,” he said, sounding like such a complete asshole, that Reina didn’t bother to answer him.
She took a deep breath and said, “Well, I’m not the boss and I have a meeting with a new distributor this morning. So as tempting an offer as that was, I’m going to have to pass.”
Reina walked upstairs to go shower and get ready for work, leaving Chad standing in disbelief.
She was just about done rinsing her hair when Chad barged into the bathroom and said, “Give me a Task 5, my little whore.”
Reina was fuming, but tried to stay calm. “Sorry baby, no time,” she said, reaching for a towel.
He grabbed her arm roughly and was about to step into the shower when he saw the look on her face. It was a disturbing combination of fear and disgust. He let go of her and walked out of the bathroom.
What the fuck is wrong with me? Chad thought to himself. Jesus, he was messing things up badly. He had come upstairs wanting the feeling he had whenever they were in the shower together. That had been where he had first realized that he was in love with Reina, in the shower. At times, if they struggled with communication, they could always depend on the shower to have intense, erotic sex and then talk things through.
But he’d been a complete dick just now and he spoiled that. He hoped it was only for the moment and not something that would ruin that special bond they’d had in the shower from the very beginning. He sat on the bed and could see by the way the covers were tangled that she’d slept badly. He watched out of the slits that were his tired, hungover eyes as she got dressed for work and regretted leaving her alone all night to worry.
He knew he should go in, but he was in no shape to stand up straight, let alone attempt to work. So, he laid back and wallowed in misery as the room spun a little. What the hell had he been thinking, getting so drunk?
Reina looked at him and wondered if it was safe to leave him alone. She also wondered if she’d given up her own place a bit prematurely. She wished he would have come home and talked to her instead of staying out all night. But apparently, as far as they’d come in their relationship, it wasn’t far enough for him to open up when he was truly hurting over something.
“I’m going to work. Here’s a bucket if you feel like you might get sick. Please don’t puke on the bed. I will tell Karena that you are sick and that she will need to reschedule any meetings you may have had,” Reina said quietly.
“Are you coming back?” Chad asked in a voice that sounded much younger than the man who was about to turn 40.
“Where were you last night, Chad?” she asked softly.
When he didn’t answer, she simply grabbed the overnight bag she had packed and left for work. She couldn’t come home until he was ready to be honest with her about where he was and why he hadn’t come home. She’d ask Karena if she could stay with her for at least the night. Hopefully it wouldn’t take longer than that for him to come around.