Mature Woman New Job for Family Ch. 01

This story series revolves around a mature married woman who must become the family's breadwinner after her husband has an accident. She becomes a Secretary for her Husband's Boss.

If you are expecting lots of sex, you better go elsewhere, this first chapter is about setting the scene for future chapters.

As usual comments and ratings are appreciated and welcome. But remember it's only a story not real life!

Lydia was a 50-year woman, married to William 5 years older, for the last 30 years. They had four kids, 2 of each, the girls 30 and 21, the boys 25 and 10. As you can no doubt deduce from this, she married young at 20 years of age, pregnant at the time. William had been her high school sweetheart, her only lover. They had been together since she was just 17.

She had a very happy contented life. William had a good job, as a logistics manager in a local firm. They lived a good life, not wealthy but comfortable enough to put the kids through college and have a good annual holiday. She had not worked since she had married. She was a content housewife looking after the house and her kids, the last of which had been a big surprise. She did not have any real close friends. Occasionally she met three other nearby housewives for a coffee morning. She looked forward to their first grandchild as her eldest married daughter was six months pregnant.

Her social outings were limited to a few occasions annually when she accompanied William to work events. She enjoyed these outings, proud to be on his arm, proud of his career, given his low level of education. He had joined the company as a store man and had worked hard through various promotions to his current managerial role.

She had always been embarrassed when he told her how lucky all the guys thought he was, to be married to such a sexy woman. She never considered herself sexy though she had always ensured that she looked after herself. She wanted to look good for her husband.

She did not look her 50 years, probably about 5 years younger. At a height of 5'7, she had retained her body shape, with very little excess bits and pieces, and large breasts. She had long black hair, though not as dark as it had been in earlier life. The one thing she had never liked about her body was her 34DD breasts. She had always wished for smaller ones as she was conscious that men would often stare at them.

Their content comfortable married life was shattered the day she received a phone call from her husband's boss to tell her that he had been hurt in a car accident on his way to work. He had been taken to hospital. She rushed to the hospital to see him, to discover he had broken many bones and damaged his back. The good news was that he would recover but it would take a lot of time.

For the next three months she visited him in the hospital each day. Prior to the accident she had never worried about monetary matters. That had always been left in his hands. She knew that they had some savings and assumed that the company would continue to pay him while he was out of work.

On her next visit William asked for the kids to leave but for her to stay. He told them that he needed to discuss something in private with her. She sat there stunned as he told her that the company would only pay him full pay for another month and that they would then put him on half pay for the next six months.

Stunned, she looked at him, "And after that?"

"If I am not back at work by then, they will cease to pay me."

She looked at him with concerned eyes, "How can that be? You have worked there all your life."

"Love, it's not a large company. They can't afford to keep paying someone who is not contributing."

Feeling as if she wanted to cry, "This can't be happening. What are we going to do? The Doctors are saying it could be another twelve months before you can even contemplate working."

"Love, we'll work something out. We still have some savings."

She was getting angry at his apparent lack of concern, "The savings won't last too long. We still have the mortgage, college fees and other normal living expenses."

"I know Love. Maybe Gillian can take a break from college. She could get a job for a while and go back later when we get back on track."

She stared at him, "No. I can't believe we'd have to ask her to do that. Anyhow there are not exactly lots of jobs around here."

"Let's think about it Love. I will talk to James and see if maybe he could give her a job."

James was his boss, a man in his early 30's, who William had never really liked. James had taken over the company only a year ago from his father who had been a really nice man. He had retired due to poor health, leaving his son in charge of the company.

In total shock, she gave him a kiss on the cheek, telling him that she loved him. She left the hospital, trying not to look upset as her daughter and son were waiting in the lobby. After arriving home she prepared dinner as usual which they ate, as usual, at the kitchen table together. She listened as Gillian talked about her day at college. It was obvious how much she loved it, with only two years more to complete her degree course in Business Studies. Her two older siblings had both gone to college and were now working in reasonable jobs. She had always thought Gillian to be the most intelligent of all her kids, having always achieved the best grades. William and Lydia had always hoped that Gillian would be the child to get on best in life. It broke Lydia's heart, listening to her chat about her day, to consider having to ask her to give it up, even temporarily.

The following day, during her daily visit to the hospital, she saw James in her husband's room.

"Oh hi Lydia. I was just seeing how William was. He seems to be looking better. Don't you think?"

"Yes James, he's getting there but its slow progress unfortunately."

She looked over at her Husband, lying on his bed. Sitting upright for any long period was still difficult for him.

"I was asking James about a job for Gillian. He says that he may have a job coming up. His Dad's secretary, you remember Emily, is retiring soon. James says he will consider Gillian for the job if that is what we want."

She looked up at James, who she caught staring at her breasts, though fully covered under her dress. He took his time looking away, "Lydia, if you want to discuss the job for her, give me a call."

"Thanks James. We still must decide what's best."

James smiled at her, "When you have decided, get in touch. I'll be off now, William. Keep up the good work and get better. I'll call again soon."

"Thanks Boss, hope I can speed it up."

After James had left, they discussed their financial issues and potential solutions. It was unlikely that any bank would give them a loan and none of their children had any savings.

Lydia looked at her husband, "Maybe I should get a job."

"You've never had a job Love. What could you do?"

Staring at him she replied, "I'm sure there are some jobs I could do. I could be a cleaner or something."

"Love, there are very few jobs out there and employers tend to go to younger kids with qualifications. Even the manual labour jobs are like that these days."

She didn't like his responses, "Thanks for your confidence in me. I'm just an old married housewife, is that what you're saying?"

"Love, please, you know I'm not saying that. It's just the realities of the times we live in. There are not too many opportunities for mature people."

Shortly afterwards, she left, upset at their chat, but knowing what he had said was probably true. Who would recruit an old married mother of four with no work experience?

That night she lay in bed watching the muted TV while talking to her husband on the phone. As she talked to him about his doctor's visit after she had left him, she watched a sex scene on the TV. The scene involved a young married couple, and appeared to have so much passion, even without sound.

William detected her lack of attention, and he asked what she was doing. When she told him he laughed, "Sorry Love. I guess that's something else you're losing out on while I'm in here."

She laughed with him, "Don't be stupid, it's not as if we exactly do it so regularly anymore."

"Are you complaining Love?"

She laughed again, "Of course not. We're not youngsters anymore."

"We're not invalids either yet Love. I look forward to playing with your puppies when I get out."

She grimaced, "I hate when you call them that, you know that. If we were rich, I'd have had them reduced years ago."

"Oh no, not my favourite puppies," laughing loudly, "anyway I better go here. I'm very tired. Goodnight my Love."

"Goodnight Willy. Love you always."

She turned up the volume on the TV to listen to the end of the scene. She listened to the woman moaning loudly, their bodies glistening together. She thought about what William had said, asking her if she had been complaining. She knew she hadn't been but she did miss their sex life. While never mind-blowing in the way it was portrayed in movies and books, she had always been happy with their lovemaking.

Over the years, as the kids arrived, it had become less frequent. From the early days, it had never been very often but now they seemed to only make love every couple of months. Sex had never lasted too long. She wondered if the scenes she read about in magazines about long-lasting sex, multiple orgasms and feelings of total lust were pure fiction. She tried to ignore these thoughts. Of course, she was happy with her sex life. William was a good lover to her.

The following day she decided to go and see James before going to the hospital. At the office, she was greeted by many of her Husband's colleagues, enquiring about his progress, wishing him well. When she got to the management suite she was welcomed and hugged by Emily, James' secretary. After a short chat she was told to go into the office where James arose from his large desk. He greeted her with a kiss on the cheek before asking her to sit down in front of his desk.

"So Lydia, have you decided that you want Gillian to take a job?"

"James, this is so hard. Gillian has the potential to have a great future. Are you sure that the company cannot continue to support us until William is okay to come back?"

"I really wish we could, but we can't afford to pay someone who is not working for us. I'm not sure, from talking to the doctors, that he might ever be back."

"James, don't say that, of course he will."

"Lydia, of course it's always good to be positive, but sometimes we have to be realistic too."

She began to cry a little, knowing that what he was saying could be true. He came around his desk and gave her a tissue before putting his hands on her shoulders. He told her everything would work out okay.

She looked at him, "How will it be okay? Our life has been completely turned around."

"There are always options for hard working people. Something will turn up."

"Like what James? I was even saying to William that I should get a job but he told me that I was too old with no experience."

He looked down at her, unable to keep his eyes off her fabulous breasts.

"You know Lydia, it never crossed my mind before now but maybe Gillian could stay at college and you could take Emily's job when she retires."

She looked up at him with tears in her eyes, "James, I have no secretarial experience. In fact I have no work experience at all."

"I'm sure you use the PC at home, don't you?"

"Yes, I do. Why?"

"Lydia, well then you know how to type. I'm sure you could learn everything else quickly."

"James, I don't know what to say."

"Just say you'll think about it. The fact is that I'm guilty about not being able to continue to pay William. At least if you're working here, I can make sure that money is coming into your house."

"James, you are too kind. I will talk to William about it if that's ok."

"Of course that's ok. I would expect you would need to discuss it with him. I'm sure he will see it is the best solution. Gillian can continue her college that way."

She rose from the chair, "Thanks James. I will contact you later if that's ok."

He hugged her, feeling her large breasts against his chest, and kissed her on the cheek, "Everything will be okay Lydia. Give my best to William."

She was surprised by the hug but didn't consider it inappropriate given their discussion and her crying in his office. He was only trying to console her. The job offer had also taken her completely by surprise. Could she do it? Would she make a fool of herself? Could it be that hard?

She spoke to William about James' offer.

William was very surprised and a little worried. He had known James almost all his life, having worked with his father for many years. He knew that his father had been worried about his son's wild-life when he was away from home during his college years. Afterwards, he had a big reputation of using ladies purely for his own satisfaction. William assumed however that was all in the past. He had not heard anything untoward about James since he had returned home and started with the company two years ago.

He asked her, "What do you think Love?"

"It sounds like a good solution. Gillian can stay at college, and I can bring some money in."

"Did he say how much you would be paid?"

"No he didn't but I assume it would make up for what we are losing, at least for the next six months."

"I suppose it is the best choice."

She didn't think he sounded convinced, "You sound like you don't want me to do it."

"It's not that, I just hate that you have to go out to work."

She smiled at him, "So do I, but what choice do we have?"

"No, I guess not, I'm sorry Love."

She smiled again, "It's not your fault. We'll make it work."

He looked at her, "I do love you so much. I'm not sure what I did to deserve you. Now I'm depending even more on you."

"Marriage is a two-way thing. You have always done your best for our family, and we have a good life. I just have to make sure that we can carry on as best as we can until you are up and about again," though thinking about what James had said about him never working again.

"In sickness and in health eh," laughing as he said it.

"All the way, I love you. I would do anything for you and the family. I will call James tonight and tell him."

"Ok Love, it is for the best I suppose," although the thoughts in his mind about James just wouldn't go away.

Kissing him she left and went home, realising that she was already feeling better in herself, feeling proud that she was now going to help support the family financially.

That evening she rang James to tell him their decision.

"That's great news Lydia. It saves me having to advertise and interview for the job. Emily is due to retire in two weeks so maybe you could start on Monday. She can train you a little before she leaves."

"That sounds good James. I can't thank you enough for doing this for us."

"Lydia, no need to thank me. I will get my value's worth from you," as he laughed. She nervously laughed with him.

"Ok I will see you on Monday James. Thanks again."

"Great Lydia. I look forward to working closely with you. Enjoy your weekend."

After the call she got herself a glass of wine and relaxed on the couch. She had told the kids the news earlier and they were very surprised. Once she told them why it was necessary, they all hugged and thanked her.

Gillian felt guilty at the continued payment of her college fees, but her mother assured her that she and William wanted her to finish college. They knew that the investment would pay back tenfold in the future. She laughed as she told her daughter that they looked forward to being supported by their children when they retired. Crying, Gillian said that she would always look after her parents. She would pay them back with everything she had in the future. They hugged and held each other tightly.

"Gillian. What am I going to wear to work?"

"Ha ha, I never thought I would hear that from you. It's a secretary role, isn't it?"

"Yes, to James, your dad's boss."

"Let's check your wardrobe."

They walked to her bedroom, glasses of wine in hand, giggling like two teenagers.

Gillian went through the wardrobe, "Mam, we may need to get you some more clothes. All you have here are mummy type dresses, trousers and jeans."

"What do you mean by mummy type dresses?"

"Well, not work dresses anyway," laughing at the look on her mother's face, "Wait. Don't you have a nice blouse and skirt that you wore after Imelda's wedding last year. Where is that?"

"It's on the other side of the wardrobe," as she took it out and held it against her body. It was a black knee length skirt and white blouse.

"Put them on, let me see."

"Now?"

"Yes Mam, now."

Very self-consciously Lydia stripped to her undies in front of her daughter, not having done so for many years. She then quickly put on the skirt, followed by the blouse. She looked at herself in the full-length mirror and was pleased that it still fitted her perfectly. She thought that the V cut on the top of the blouse was a little too low for the workplace, as it showed some cleavage.

"Mam, that's perfect. You look great."

"It's not a fashion show Gillian. It's a job."

"I know Mam, but it's perfect for a secretary. Professional yet sexy," as she laughed.

"Don't be stupid. I'm not sexy and I certainly don't want to look it at work."

Gillian Laughed louder, "All secretaries look sexy. It's part of the job specification."

"You haven't met the current one so," as she laughed with her daughter.

At the same time she examined herself closely in the mirror. She had to admit she looked good.

"Well then the new girl is going to be an improvement for the boss."

"Oh shut up," as she playfully hit her daughter on the arm.

Lydia took the clothed off and put on some comfy clothes before they returned to the living room. They were pleased that her outfit for her first day had been chosen, the skirt and blouse complete with low heels.

Over the weekend Lydia did the usual chores. she drove and collected her kids from their various activities. She did the food shopping and visited the hospital.

As she was left William on the Sunday evening, he kissed her, "Hope tomorrow goes okay, be careful. I'm sure it will be okay."

She looked at him curiously, "What do you mean by be careful?"

"Oh nothing. Forget I said anything."

She glared at him, "You cannot say that. What do you mean?"

"It's just that James has a reputation with the ladies."

"What do you mean reputation?"

He was sorry he had started this conversation, "When he was away, I heard that he liked to use women a lot."

Surprised she said, "Use?"

"Forget I said anything. It was a long time ago and probably not even true anyway."

She was stunned at his timing, "How can you say this the night before I start. Has he done anything at work?"

"I'm sorry Love, I shouldn't have said anything. No, I haven't heard any stories in years."

"No, you shouldn't have said anything. Anyway he's about the same age as Imelda. I'm probably as old as his Mum so I doubt I have anything to worry about, right?"

"Of course Love. Sorry, go enjoy your work. Emily is a lovely woman. You will learn a lot from her."

They said their goodbyes and exchanged brief kisses. She went home, not forgetting their final discussion. She didn't sleep particularly well. She had been nervous enough about starting her first job without William's earlier comments.

The following morning she woke, showered and dressed. While in the shower she looked at her legs knowing they needed to be shaved but not bothered as she intended to wear tights. She dressed in simple white cotton bra and panties, followed by tights and her chosen outfit.