Joe, Mary, and Me Make Three

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As I said, Mary began dressing much more provocatively after the conversation, and other festivities. While she was solidly in my corner, she still used her new found power around the office. I didn’t know whether to feel proud of what I had created or threatened at her ability to get others to do exactly what she wanted.

There was the one time that I accidentally ran into Mary and Larry making out in the back room. Yeah, Larry the slime-ball. Well, Larry wasn’t exactly unattractive, and maybe he was good for a good roll in the hay, but I just thought that Mary had higher aspirations than to fuck an asshole who didn’t know how to keep his hands to himself. It was the middle of the damn day and they were in a supply closet. Larry was grunting and groaning like it is the best sex he could remember.

But then it got even worse. One day, I saw her and even Barry going at it in the lounge. Yeah I mean Barry. Mary was fully clothed and Barry had his manhood out of his pants while Mary gave him some aid with her mouth. Barry was squirming like he had ants in his pants while Mary’s head was bobbing like a doll.

During one of our Thursday night fun sessions, I had to take some time out from our festivities to ask her about this. I said, “So now you are screwing ole creepy Barry.” I continued, “What the hell are you thinking about? Larry the scumbag and then Barry the creepy weirdo?”

It was then that I learned a very important lesson that has helped me in my rise. That lesson is that you never know as much as you think you know. Mary told me, “Ok, Larry was for fun, but Barry, did you know his father owns a large corporation in New York City? His company is expanding, and guess who has an interview.”

I took a step back and said, “Wow…”

The new found admiration for Mary as well as the realization that I needed her on my team caused some desire to well up in me. I grabbed her right then and there and we had our way with each other in the break room.

I must admit that Mary turned out to be a lot more fun than Joe. Joe was a stick it in and grunt for 20 seconds kind of guy. After 5 minutes he is sleeping and you are wondering where you put your vibrator. But Joe paid the bills

Imagine my surprise when one day, I stopped by the office. I heard that typical Joe grunting and sure enough 20 seconds later it stopped. I walked in and saw Mary pulling down her dress and Joe rearranging his clothes.

Joe and Mary both looked shocked and scared. Joe yelled, “Becky, it doesn’t look like it is.”

I said, “Well what was it then?”

I learned that day to never underestimate anyone. In addition, I learned that in business no one is your staunch ally today is your grave enemy tomorrow.

Mary had a slight grin on her face like she had gotten the best of me. I gotta admit, she probably did. I had to think quickly or I would probably be supplanted by Mary at the job. Then it hit me. The best way to solidify myself in that company and with that man was to give him the fantasy that 99% of men have. I would give him a threesome.

I walked over to Mary and gave her the deepest and longest tongue intertwining earth-shattering kiss that I could muster. AS we began going at it, I could tell that Joe was getting aroused.

I then went over to Joe and used my mouth to provide him with pleasure all over his body. Mary, not to be outdone was doing the same. We both did our best to put Joe into orbit and I think we did. He would never forget that night. Who am I kidding, I will never forget that night.

We both walked Joe to his car to not be outdone. After we walked him there, he drove off and Mary looked at me as if she were ready to fight. “So what now?” She said.

I said, “nothing.”

She walked to her car and got in. I left my car and walked to her car and knocked on the window. I said, “Roll down the window.”

She rolled down the window.

I said, “I am sure that Joe didn’t pleasure you, so open up so that I can do it right.”

She opened the door and I jumped right on her. We kept hitting the car horn as it went off again and again. We went on for about another half hour. We both laid there in exhausted ecstasy.

Yeah, I had no illusions, it wasn’t anything but lust. I learned that for Mary it was just a physical thing as well. No emotional involvement, just sex. Now don’t get me wrong, it was very good sex, but that was all it was.

A week later Mary got a promotion, she did the same work, but she had a lot bigger paycheck and a lot bigger title. Our relationship changed. Our weekly sessions stopped being about trading stories and learning and helping each other and turned into something totally for the physical sensations. But neither one of us wanted to give that up.

I knew that I needed to leave OpenSoft though because now Joe was always wanting to bring in either some slimy hooker or somebody’s 50 year old mother into our bed. I actually longed for the days when it was 5 minutes of “ho hum” and 30 seconds of “go ahead and finish please.”

By that time I had gotten all that I could get out of OpenSoft. So I started looking for another job.

Incidentally, Mary parlayed the promotion into a job somewhere else. She did really become a fast riser. I see her periodically at conferences. And every once in a while we get the chance to relive the days (and nights) at OpenSoft.

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