No Work and All Play

*THIS STORY INVOLVES FEMALE INFIDELITY AND CUCKOLDING. IF YOU CAN'T HANDLE THAT KIND OF SUBJECT MATTER, THERE ARE OTHER CATEGORIES & STORIES*

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Dave Small drove his wife Andrea towards his office building, dreading the inevitable reaction she would receive. For weeks he'd tried to talk her out of going back to work, but she had become bored running her Internet business at home & wanted to get out & meet new people. Not that they needed the money. Andrea was a woman who enjoyed company, especially male company. Dave looked over at his wife in bewilderment. It was her first day at work & she chose to wear a black miniskirt & a white blouse accentuating her massive cleavage. High heeled sandals made her legs look awesome, not that her body needed much improving.

Dave & Andrea had been married 5 years. He had met her when she was 18 & he 35. He had immediately become besotted with the buxom, raven haired stunner. She had Latin blood & an extraordinary physique. She reminded Dave of one of the girls in the cartoon sex magazines he used to read in his youth. Huge breasts, small waist & a big, curvy ass. She was a voluptuous 5ft 5" & built in all the right places. Other women of her height & weight would be on diets eating carrots.

Dave threw the kitchen sink at charming the young beauty & won her over with his experience & knowledge. He bombarded her with gifts & compliments & they were married after a whirlwind courtship. Dave was well aware that Andrea would ordinarily have been out of his league, but he believed a marriage certificate was proof of ownership & a monogamous relationship.

Initially, Dave had been amazed by Andrea's insatiable sex drive. He found it impossible to keep up with her & Andrea eventually bought a 7 inch dildo. Dave felt somewhat peeved that the dildo was over 2 inches longer & much thicker than his own dick. Andrea never openly admitted she was into big dicks, but Dave had seen some of the porn she was into & well endowed men were a common theme. So, Dave used his dick, tongue, fingers & the dildo to keep her satisfied. Although, he sensed it was the dildo that gave her the most pleasure & his dick the least.

During the third year of their marriage Dave began to notice Andrea's behavior changing. She seemed to be trying to be the prim & proper wife during the first 2 years. She now stopped pretending she could be one & reverted back to her somewhat wild persona. Dave always knew she was a flirt, but now she became outrageous, practically encouraging guys to hit on her. And the way that she dressed, little encouragement was needed. Men were drawn to her like a magnet, and she got off on being the center of attention. Whenever they went out, it was a full time occupation for Dave to keep her out of trouble.

On the one hand, it turned Dave on that so many men wanted his wife & were prepared to hit on her, even right in front of him. On the other hand, Andrea's idea of monogamy seemed a little weird. She insisted that it was impossible for a marriage to survive in this day & age without 'extra marital fun' as she put it. Dave wasn't sure if she was kidding or repeating some crap she'd heard on daytime tv.

But Dave soon realized that it was no joke. When Andrea drank alcohol, her inhibitions vanished, not that she had many to begin with. A couple of times, when they went to a club, Andrea had disappeared onto the dance floor. Dave was no dancer & hated the loud, thumping dance music. One time, he'd found her being groped by some guy & had to escort her away. The next time it happened, Dave found Andrea dancing with her hands in the air sandwiched between 2 young men, excitement & lust on her face. One of the men was squeezing her big tits while the other held her bare hips as he grinded into her ass. As Dave tried to break it up, he was punched in the face. Only the appearance of a bouncer saved him from a beating.

When they got home, Dave was perplexed by Andrea's blasé attitude. She shrugged & said,

"Jesus, Dave, we were just doing some dirty dancing. What's the big deal?"

Dave was incredulous, but Andrea was unrepentant. She really didn't think it was a big deal. He started worrying about their 17 year age gap. Was this typical of her generation? To Andrea, words like slut & whore weren't necessarily insults. Then, at a New Year's party, things escalated even further.

The party was at one of Andrea's friends & the crowd was young. Dave felt like an outsider as the party goers downed booze & smoked weed. He was trying to keep an eye on Andrea but she disappeared after midnight when the crowd was getting raucous. 30 minutes later, he finally found her in the garden shed & froze in shock. Andrea & a black guy were frantically making out. Her hand was rubbing his crotch & trying to unbutton his jeans. The big, black guy's hand was up her skirt & between her legs. Andrea began gasping & moaning, until she suddenly rose onto her toes & began shuddering & groaning. Dave cleared his throat & Andrea almost looked pissed when she saw it was him.

When they got home, Dave fumed about what had happened. As usual, Andrea brushed it off as normal behavior at a party. Dave yelled,

"For Christ's sake, he was black."

"Yes, Carl was black & he was also seriously sexy. Honestly, Dave, you need to control your insecurities. Your jealousy is not an attractive quality," She replied.

She decided against mentioning that Carl's cock was big & she had wanted to see it, or that he'd made her cum. Dave stormed off in a huff. Andrea always turned the tables on him & made it look like he was the one who couldn't handle a little flirting & teasing.

For weeks, Dave couldn't stop thinking about what he'd seen. He even jerked off as he recalled the event. He didn't bug Andrea about it because he didn't want to annoy her. His greatest fear was losing her to a younger guy. All his family & friends had been amazed when he introduced the gorgeous latina as his girlfriend. They were even more stunned when he persuaded her to marry him. Dave's uncle had told him straight, Andrea rated 9 if not 10, and Dave was a 6 at best. With a 17 year age gap, he would struggle to keep her. But Dave didn't want to hear it. He would do whatever he had to in order to keep her.

Dave parked in the company's parking lot & led his wife to the entrance of the 8 storey building. His company occupied the top 4 floors & he'd been with them since he was 24. They were a financial services company that dealt with personal banking, investment management & other financial advice. Initially, Dave had risen quickly in the company, but he didn't have the personality for managing people & his position hadn't changed for 10 years. Still, he was on a decent salary and he knew he couldn't do better elsewhere.

As they entered the foyer, conversations seemed to stop around them as eyes suddenly fixated on the latina stunner. Dave nodded to the people on the reception desk & headed for the elevators. Andrea was in her element as she stepped into the elevator. Again, conversations ended abruptly as a handful of people tried to covertly look at her huge breasts. Andrea had become used to such reactions. All her adult life & even earlier, she had gotten used to the wide eyed stares & men doing open mouthed double takes. To Andrea, it was confirmation that she was no run of the mill girl. She was several orders above average & had been gifted by nature. Knowing that guys would forget about their wives & girlfriends for a piece of her gave her a huge kick.

They got out on the fifth floor & headed to personnel. More heads were turning their way as they walked down the hall. Dave knew the woman in charge of personnel, a lady in her forties who seemed to have a direct line to all the gossip. Dave went in first & said,

"Hi, Janet, you know about my wife starting today, right? Anyway, I was thinking, Bob Simmons needs an assistant & she'd be on the sixth floor with me...if she needed my help."

Janet took one look at Andrea & knew exactly why Dave wanted her close. She hit a few keys on her computer & replied,

"I'll see what I can do, Dave."

He smiled & left Andrea in Janet's capable hands as he took the stairs to the sixth floor.

Dave was fairly busy that morning. He knew that Bob Simmons' office was the perfect choice for his wife. Bob was 52 & married. He'd never cheated on his wife & he never would. He considered such behavior immoral. To Dave, Bob appeared to be almost asexual. He never talked about sex & never even spoke in sexual terms about any woman. At midday, he went to Bob's office to see how Andrea was doing. As he entered, there was a somewhat humorless woman in spectacles on the phone. When she ended the call, Dave quickly said,

"How come you're in Bob's office?"

"Because Janet sent me here," Was her deadpan reply. He didn't bother with any more questions as he turned & headed to Personnel.

Janet was about to go on her lunch break when Dave appeared in the doorway & asked,

"Janet, what happened to my wife?"

She grabbed her handbag as she replied,

"Well, after you left, Glen Woodcock came down. He needed a PA & he seemed quite impressed with your wife. As you know, offices on the seventh floor have priority for the available workforce in the Personnel department."

Janet took a moment to enjoy the expression of pain & anguish on Dave's face before she left. She'd been more than happy to consent to Glen's wishes. His charisma & charm were hard to resist. Also, she would have some juicy gossip about Dave Small's sexy, young wife.

Dave felt a surge of panic & paranoia hitting his brain. Glen Woodcock! He couldn't imagine a worse man to be anywhere near his wife. Glen had a reputation as a troubleshooter, problem solver & a Casanova. He was only 30 & already tipped to become the youngest executive in the company. He'd bedded a few women who worked there & he didn't seem to care if they were attached. Dave had often heard some of the girls talking about him, referring to him as a heartthrob. He got tired of hearing it. Dave had avoided Glen like the plague ever since a humiliating incident in the bathroom last year.

At the time, Glen had just been promoted & was about to move to the seventh floor. Dave was standing at a urinal, annoyed that he'd been passed over for promotion again. He didn't even notice the large figure appear to his right until a deep voice said,

"Cold, are you, Dave boy? Small by name, small by nature, huh?"

Dave flinched & tried to shield his dick. Glen's mocking tone had caused Dave to start stammering as he quickly tucked his dick into his pants. What happened next would be seared into his brain forever. He washed his hands & turned to leave when he was paralyzed by what he saw. Glen had finished & had half turned to put his dick away. Dave couldn't take his eyes off of the monstrous thing in Glen's hand. Several thick inches hung beyond his palm. Glen looked at Dave derisively, aware of the horror & awe on his face.

That incident had left Dave shaken. It reinforced the anxiety he felt about his own meager dick. How could a man have a dick so large? How big would it get when fully erect? He often had dreams about it & began to develop an irrational fear of Glen. He had trouble looking him in the eye & was relieved when Glen moved up to the seventh floor. Now, Andrea was up there with him in her ridiculously raunchy outfit. What could Dave do about it? Glen out ranked him & there was no way he could go above him. The execs wouldn't involve themselves with such petty issues. Only management could intervene, and Glen was the most senior at that level.

Dave went upstairs to meet his wife at 5pm. Glen's office door was closed & he was glad he didn't have to see the arrogant bastard. He & Andrea left together & headed for the parking lot. The usual lustful stares followed her, but Dave wasn't concerned. There were bigger issues to worry about. On the way home, Dave casually asked,

"So, how was your first day at work, babe?"

Andrea suddenly smiled & replied,

"Oh, I had a great time, Dave. Glen is a terrific boss to work for...and...wow, he is so good looking."

That was the last thing Dave wanted to hear; though, hardly surprising. That seemed to be the opinion of all the women there.

Dave thought about what to say next. He didn't want to come across as jealous & tactfully said,

"You gotta be weary of that guy, babe. He's a serial seducer of girls. He broke up a couple of relationships & just dumped the girls when he lost interest."

Dave had twisted some of the facts he'd heard, but his version would serve a purpose. Painting Glen as a dangerous predator with no respect for women. Andrea didn't look convinced. Glen didn't strike her as being cruel. On the contrary, he was always courteous & a little flirtatious with the girls at the office. His interactions with her had been very different, though, she couldn't deny that.

Andrea finally replied,

"I find that hard to believe. I can't see Glen mistreating any woman."

"Well, you've only known him for 1 day, babe. I've known him for years & his arrogance knows no bounds," He retorted.

Andrea didn't reply to that. She would make up her own mind about Glen. Sure, he had confidence, maybe a little arrogant towards men. She didn't tell Dave about what had really happened that day. He would've thrown a tantrum if she had.

Glen wasn't coy like some guys. He openly leered at her big tits & was always brushing against her or resting a hand on her back or hip when explaining something. From the moment they'd met in Personnel, she knew there was an instant attraction between them. For most of the day there had been plenty of flirting. Glen never went too far, though. He seemed to be testing the waters. Then, in the late afternoon, he had asked her out on a date. When she pointed out she was married, he simply said,

"So?"

Andrea insisted that Dave would not be pleased, without actually saying no.

The next day, Andrea had to check one of the paper files, dating back over 30 years. She was climbing the step ladder when Glen came out of his office. He hurried over & said,

"Be careful, Andrea, I don't think your high heels are meant for ladders. I'll catch you if you fall."

Andrea saw the file she wanted but deliberated. She glanced down & knew Glen was looking up her short skirt. She lifted her left foot onto the next step, giving him an even better view. She grabbed the file & looked down. Glen was bug eyed as he stared up her skirt. She was wearing the tiniest, black thong. A thin string was between the big, rounded orbs of her ass & a tiny strip covered her pussy. It was so tight, he was sure he could see the shape of her mound. He helped her down & then went back to his office looking preoccupied.

Glen leaned back in his chair & considered the situation. Andrea was unlike any woman he had met. The girl had an incredible body & a sultry face that almost said "I'm available." What he just could not get his head around was her husband. How the hell had Dave Small bagged this babe? It just didn't make any sense, on any level. Glen had bedded some hot girls in his time, but Andrea was in another league. He wanted her. It was impossible to deny. She had flirted plenty, but that wasn't necessarily a green light. If he got it wrong, it could mean a sexual harassment charge. These days, that could finish you, and follow you around. You may as well have sexual predator listed on your resume. He would have to play it by ear. She gave the impression of being a little ditzy, but that was an act. Her way of observing people around her.

The rest of the week continued in a similar manner. Andrea teasing Glen whenever she could. Bending over to reveal her underwear, crossing & uncrossing her legs & leaning forward on his desk so that her big tits nearly spilled out of her DD bra cups. He often caught her looking at his crotch, and he realized she was trying to make him hard. She usually succeeded, causing Glen some discomfort. Once his cock became erect, it would take nearly 15 minutes for it to return to a flaccid state. He continued asking her out & knew she was interested.

On Friday night, Dave kept the talk on work, eager to know what was going on. He kept warning her about how dangerous Glen was, until Andrea eventually countered,

"Trust me, Dave, Glen is no danger to me. Ok, he likes to flirt & rubs up against me, but it's no big deal."

Dave gasped & snapped,

"What the fuck? That's sexual harassment. You have to report him, babe. That kind of behavior is no longer acceptable."

Andrea looked at him like he was a child & replied,

"Don't be silly, Dave. I have no intention of reporting Glen. He's just making the day more enjoyable. Are you telling me that if you had a gorgeous PA rubbing her tits against you, you'd report her?"

Dave opened his mouth & then closed it. That comment had stumped him. Of course he wouldn't report it. What man would? But Andrea was his wife. He didn't know what to say. Eventually, he mumbled,

"What else does he do?"

"Oh, just some silly games. Since Wednesday, Glen writes down what color he thinks my panties are. I show them to him & if he's wrong he pays for lunch. If he's right, I have to give him a shoulder massage," She replied without a hint of remorse. Dave gulped, in humiliation & arousal. What the hell was happening? Andrea had to give up that job.

Later, Andrea lay naked on the bed & told Dave to use the dildo. Even after 5 years, seeing her naked body was a privilege. He pumped the dildo into her while he sucked on her tits. He grinded his dick against her thigh like a dog as she came for the third time. She'd had her eyes closed the whole time & he wondered what she was thinking about. Andrea kept cumming & moaning as she squirmed around. She was imagining Glen on top of her, driving a big cock deep into her. Her convulsions eventually stopped & she sighed in pleasure. Dave abruptly squealed & came on her thigh. He whimpered,

"Oh, my God...I love you so much, babe...so much."

They fell asleep in each others arms.

Andrea felt the first pangs of guilt that weekend. Dave was so attentive & pampered her like a princess. She didn't want to hurt him, but marital fidelity was an outdated concept. The statistics spoke for themselves. Different people had different needs & she needed more sex, preferably with a well endowed hunk. She loved Dave but he'd never had the equipment to satisfy her. It had never been an epic romance, but Dave loved her as if she were a goddess. It was an unconditional love.

On Monday, Andrea heard something from one of the few females who seemed to like her. It seemed that the girl who wrecked her relationship with her boyfriend by sleeping with Glen was her best friend. Andrea was eager for details & asked,

"So, why did she do it if she was engaged?"

Her new friend, Jenny, leaned in close & whispered,

"She heard about his nickname Oz."

Andrea looked puzzled until Jenny added,

"He's big down under."

Andrea nodded slowly as the meaning dawned on her.

Jenny looked around & said,

"Anyway, she wanted to try it out, just the once. Who can blame her? You work with Glen, he is a total hunk."

Again, Andrea readily agreed as Jenny excitedly continued,

"Well, she practically threw herself at him in Rourke's bar on a Friday night. Glen was drunk & easy prey for her. Afterwards, she couldn't stop going on about his cock & how big it was. She wanted to go back for more. I think she told one person too many. Her fiance found out, dumped her & tried to attack Glen in the parking lot. Glen beat the crap out of the guy in like, 5 seconds. But, anyway, they got back together & married. I think it turned him on. She left the company a while back."