The Company Cleaner

Holly went into the store at 4:15AM on Saturday for her delivery and came home at 5PM. It had been a 12-plus hour day but she was more annoyed than tired at that point. She had called Ray that she was on the way home and he had asked about dinner and her uncharacteristic reply was "I don't give a shit about dinner." Then she had disconnected.

"Okay, honey" was Ray's immediate thought. Ray knew there was a big problem but she hadn't said she was terminated so he wasn't sure exactly what the issue might be. When Holly came into the kitchen he took her lunch and didn't say anything to her. Holly emptied her apron that she wore at work and said, "I got an ultimatum today....well, I think it was an ultimatum."

"Oh, what was said?"

"I was told that a 'cleaner' was coming in on Tuesday to work the aisles and I needed to get the office neatened up. If I didn't there would be consequences."

"That sounds like an ultimatum to me."

"Yeah, that's what I thought too. I'm going to bed I don't feel like eating, good night."

"Okay honey, I'm sorry your day wasn't too good."

Holly undressed mostly, leaving a tank top on and pulling a night shirt on over that. I had the sheets warmed up and she went to the bathroom, did her routine and came back. "Honey, wake me at 4, I'm going in to get some stuff done before we open."

"Sure thing sweetie, love you good night." Nothing new with this, sex has been out of the question for the last several months as middle management pushed Holly and the other store managers that she talked to regularly. The corporation wanted more done with fewer employee hours. The profit margin was the ultimate goal for upper management.

I had told Holly I wanted to build a case against the corporation for some type of harassment regarding work. They didn't give them enough hours knowing the managers would cover the lack of help. Holly was working 65+ hours regularly for her salary and getting some minimal bonuses. It felt like she was enslaved to the company and we had virtually no time for family never mind a decent physical relationship. She worked, slept, ate and showered to go back to work.

The worst part was she was only getting a day off once a month or so and she felt like she should be at the store instead of home. Grocery shopping had been relegated to stuff from her store, some fresh fruits and vegetables from the supermarket in the same shopping center and because I can't drive, I have ordered frozen supplies to be delivered. It's cheaper than taking a taxi home from the supermarket. She really needed some decompression time to relax.

The weekend ran the same way, up at 2:30 on Saturday to get in for 4:30 to ready for the 5AM delivery. Then she came home at 9 and slept 'til 1 and went back for 2:30 to 10:30. Sunday wasn't quite so bad, up at 4, back at 8:30, sleep to 1 and back in for the closing shift. Monday was a repeat of Sunday.

Tuesday evening she told me about her day. She had gone in for 6AM and set a sale. The 'cleaner' came in at 7:30 and Holly talked to him, his name was Dave Collinson. He explained what he did for the store and said he worked a 40 hour week, 4 days at 10 hours each. She said Dave was older and he worked quickly and efficiently and freed her to get some things done that she hadn't had time to finish. Dave had told her he traveled the east coast, staying in hotels on the company's dime and going home to the Atlanta area either Friday after work or Saturday morning. He would then leave home on Monday to get to the next store. Anywhere more than a 3 hour drive he'd fly and rent a car. He had a company credit card but had to submit receipts for everything. Holly said she'd told Dave she'd love a schedule like that.

Holly said it sounded like a really interesting job. She said she'd like to talk more to Dave, that she wanted to ask him more questions and thought dinner would be the way to go. She asked if he could come home tomorrow for dinner and I agreed. Holly texted Dave and he accepted the invitation.

Wednesday was another delivery and Holly re-arranged the schedule so she could bring Dave home and talk over a meal. I asked if dinner at 6:15 would work and Holly agreed. I had asked if salad, chicken pizzaeola, with linguini and marinara sauce was okay. Holly called Dave and he said that sounded great. I suggested that maybe a bottle of wine on the way home would be a good idea.

They arrived at 6:05 and I was introduced to Dave. Older was accurate, tall about 6'2, lean and very graceful. He looked like a runner and I mentioned that. He said he did 5Ks but never more than that. We chatted and ate. Some talk about work, Holly's and Dave's as well as how I occupied my time. Then Holly started asking questions while I got out the batch of Tollhouse brownies I had made. Some Breyers French vanilla ice cream on the side after the brownie was warmed made a really tasty dessert.

Dave mentioned he was retiring in a month and the company had been asking him about someone to replace him out of all the store managers he had met. He said he hadn't given them a name but Holly seemed so enthusiastic he asked if she'd be interested in the job. He warned her that the travel was constant and that there will be two weeks of her shadowing him to learn the 'ins & outs' of everything.

Holly didn't even look at me before she said, "Yes, I'd love to take the job."

"Holly, you didn't even ask Ray if that was an okay thing to do."

"I don't need to ask Ray because in the long run, he'll see me more if I take this job, more than he sees me now anyway. And he almost always says yes to what I want, right honey?" Dave looked at me and I just shrugged my shoulders then said, "What about the salary? It's all about the money."

Holly smiled at me and said, "Dave told me he's making somewhere between 85 and 90 thousand a year. That's a big jump, at least 20 thousand more than what I make now honey."

"Okay then, I'll submit your name tomorrow and you'll start your training next Tuesday. I'll let Marc know he's going to need to find a new store manager. We'll be starting in Alexandria, Virginia. I'll give you the info by Friday and I'll buy your plane tickets with the company card and let you know what time the flight leaves and we'll meet at the airport. We'll rent a car and head to the hotel Monday late afternoon."

"Thank you Dave. This will be far better than the schedule I'm working now, thanks a lot." It was almost 9 and I said, "Well, Holly needs to get some sleep, work calls her early in the morning." Dave nodded his head as did Holly.

Dave stood up and thanked me for a great meal, thanked Holly for inviting him and left saying, "I'll be in around 7. See you then, good night." I walked him out to the car and I asked if he needed directions to the hotel.

"No, I use my phone with the Google mapping and that gets me everywhere. What phone does Holly have?"

"Galaxy S5."

"She might want to upgrade to a newer model. Or maybe an iPhone would be better."

"What do you have?"

"Galaxy S8 but I just got it last week. That would be a good choice for her as well."

"I'll work on that for her, thanks. Have a good evening."

"You too, Ray." He got in his car and left. I went back inside and Holly was in bed with the door closed already. I cleaned up the kitchen; put away the leftover chicken and linguini. The bottle of wine hadn't gotten opened so I put that on the side.

We were up at 4. Holly went to work in a better mood than she had been over the last year. She came home in a better mood too. Friday was the same thing. Even Saturday was good. Sunday was pleasant as Holly started to pack for next week.

Holly was leaving Monday afternoon from the local airport, flying into Philadelphia and then taking a shuttle flight to Dulles where she'd meet Dave. He had told her that her wardrobe would be the same and she also packed some street clothes but only a couple outfits: pants and a couple tops, nothing low cut or tight.

Monday morning she came to the computer room where I had been sleeping and got in bed. She cuddled up and started rubbing my crotch and I asked, "Are you in a good mood?"

"Yes honey, come to our bed and let's play. I'm so happy with the change of jobs I'm horny for you." So we went to bed and had a long overdue play session. Holly had always been easy to excite even when she had been somewhat tired. But the last 18 months had seen our sex life drop to 2 or 3 interactions total and I had always been the initiator of those times. This was a pleasant by-product of the new job. She was just about as tight as when we had made love the first time when she was 18 years old by only a couple weeks. She seemed like a renewed woman.

After we had had the best love-making in a long, long time Holly showered, shaved and dressed in a nice top, khakis and pulled a lightweight cardigan over that. We ate brunch and then she finished packing her toiletries and I put the 2 bags plus her carry-on in her car. I reminded her that the tablet had to come out to go through security and she acknowledged that.

Before she got into the driver's seat she wrapped her arms around my neck and gave me a kiss that started my cock growing again. "I'll call you when I get on the ground and then when I get into my room, okay?"

"Yes, love you Holly, safe trip."

"Love you too honey." The garage door opened and she backed out and I hit the down button. She'd be back Friday around 9 and I was looking forward to her return already!

She called from the airport that she met Dave and then again that they were in the Marriott and she was in room 607. She said Dave was in 605, right next door. They were going to dinner after she got her clothes organized.

Holly called at 8:30 that she was getting ready to go to sleep and I could hear the TV on low in the background. She told me she loved me and I responded in kind.

We talked each night before she went to bed and then Friday she called that she was at the airport and waiting to board to come home. She was so excited about the new job. When she got home I took her bags and unloaded them into the laundry sorter and then she told me how much more relaxed she felt. She wanted me to sleep in bed with her and I agreed immediately.

She was playing with my cock as I woke and I asked, "What time is it?"

"6:22. I couldn't sleep any more and I want you to play with me." We had a great time, it seemed like we were back 30 years ago. We played Saturday morning, Saturday evening, Sunday morning and evening and then Monday morning. I couldn't believe how this new job had reversed the drought of love-making between us. She packed and kissed me goodbye with some tongue and a giggle. She called me from Boston that she had landed and met Dave at the airport. Then she called from the Framingham Radisson after dinner and gave me her room number.

We talked every night and she seemed so much happier. She came home again Friday night and when she stepped out of her car I got an extended hug and a passionate kiss with some tongue. She giggled when she broke the kiss. She went into the house as I unloaded her luggage and started sorting her dirty clothes from the suitcase. Holly had packed a few more street outfits and I noticed that a couple tops were V-neck and I saw one that I really liked because it was a fairly deep cut and a really nice shade of blue. She had only worn it twice while we were on vacations because a bra wasn't worn since the cut was so deep! That surprised me a bit.

I sorted the clothes and pulled the shoes out of the duffle bag and I noticed a lump in the liner of the bottom. I found the edge of the liner that was Velcroed in place and pulled it back. I was stunned to find a small box plus 7 individual condom packages layered there! I stood in the laundry room looking at the packages of 2 different brands with one thing in common; they were all extra large, 69mm, which is roughly 2 3/4 inches in diameter! Holly called, "Honey, what's taking you so long?"

I snapped back to an unpleasant reality, replaced the liner and brought the luggage to the guest bed and the bag of shoes into the bedroom. She looked at me and asked, "What took you so long? I've been waiting for you."

"Oh, I got distracted looking at the...laundry detergent. We need to go buy some color-safe bleach this weekend. So is training finished now?"

"One more week and then Dave retires and I take over completely. He's taking vacation the last week of 'work' so he's gone at the end of this coming week. I decide where I'm going and contact the district manager or I respond to requests by regional managers on an as needed basis. I'm going to love this, regular hours, days off to spend with you and the family."

"That's great honey. I thought Dave said it would be 2 weeks of training at dinner."

"He had said that but he found there were some missing protocols that he wanted to review. He said it was the least he could do to get me started off on the right foot. So he finishes next Friday and I take over the following week."

"Oh, at least he's getting you started off well." I was thinking 'he's fucking you every night or morning to get you used to the new protocols, the ins and outs of the job.' Holly had never been one to respond to advances from men. She had told me that she had been hit on by a couple guys at an office she worked at and she had complained to HR and that was rectified. But she must have given in to Dave this past week. Last weekend her pussy had been as tight as the first time we had made love with her as a virgin. Maybe Dave was teaching her 'new protocols' in bed as well as for the job.

Friday night she fell asleep quickly and she woke me with another stimulating stroking. Then she went under-cover and started sucking me until I erupted in her mouth. That was a lot different as she had only done that once before. I wondered if she was stretched and delaying intercourse. Tonight or tomorrow morning would be interesting if nothing else.

We spent the day doing things around the house and Holly suggested we go to a movie in the afternoon. We did that and then had dinner out which surprised me since she eats so many meals on the road now. She asked if we could make home-made sauce and meatballs tomorrow so we stopped at the supermarket and got everything we needed for that plus the color-safe bleach.

After we put the groceries away we went to bed and she wasn't at all resistant to my playing with her. After about 10 minutes of foreplay she said, "I bought a surprise for you while I was away this week."

"Really, what is that?"

She pulled this large dildo out of the drawer and handed it to me. It was a gel thing, maybe 2 1/2 inches in diameter and about 10, maybe 11 inches long. I looked at it and said, "Hmm, I don't think this is really for me. When did you get this and how did it get in here?"

With a giggle, "Sure it is. You put this in me and get me all wound up and then you follow the toy with your tool and finish me off."

The first thing that crossed my mind was: Dave's got her stretched since he must be bigger than me and this is her cover story. The second thing that hit me was: she had never referred to my cock as a 'tool' before....that's porn slang.

"Come on honey, work this into me. I tried it this week a couple times because I was missing you, come on."

"Holly, if you were missing me you should have gotten something a bit smaller."

"I know but I saw this and it said, 'buy me, try me' on a card in the display case, so I did."

"Was Dave with you when you bought this?"

"No, I went for a walk and happened onto this adult store. I went in and bought this and left."

"So you didn't go looking to see what kind of booths were in the back of the store?"

"No, a couple guys were looking me over but I bought this and left immediately. I didn't want to get involved in anything with anyone. Come on, slip this in me and make me moan for you."

She was wet and I lubricated the tip with her juices and she moaned as the tip hit her clit a couple times. And she was right; the thing did 'slip' right into her. There was no resistance to my pushing it into her! She started to moan and closed her eyes. Within a couple minutes she was humping to meet the thrusts of the large fake cock.

She was also playing with her tits and tweaking and pulling on her nipples. She had never been one for self-stimulation. She always wanted me to do that to her but she had never let me pull on her nipples. That had always been poo-pooed with a complaint about hurting her. When I'd suggest she do that she would always resist the idea. This all pointed to one thing and one thing only.

My thoughts were snapped back to reality when she moaned "Ohhhh yesssss fuuuck meeee Davvve" and I stopped pushing the dildo into her. Holly's eyes snapped open and she asked, "Why'd you stop?"

"Because this piece of latex isn't Dave and neither am I."

"Why are you talking about Dave?"

"Holly the question is, why did you just say 'oh yes fuck me Dave' while I was fucking you with this?"

"Did I say that?"

"Yes you did." Her face was very pale and she pulled the sheet over her chest. I left the dong in her, got off the bed and said, "I think we'll start talking about terms for divorce Holly." I walked out of the bedroom and down to the kitchen. I put the Keurig on and set up to make a cup of decaf.

Holly came into the kitchen in her robe and sat down. "Honey I've had a fantasy about Dave this week and I guess I was thinking of that."

"Really, want to tell me about it?"

"No, not really."

"So in that fantasy did you need to use 5 condoms this week? Or was that the reality?"

"Condoms?"

"Yeah, you know the ones in the bottom of your duffle bag. The condoms you bought at the adult store where you bought the dong. Dave must have a pretty thick cock because the dildo slid right into you. It would have been a good cover story if you hadn't slipped and said his name."

"Ray please, stop talking this way."

"Sorry Holly, too many things point to you sleeping with Dave this past week. The condoms, the dildo, the deep V-neck tops you packed and of course, you calling his name during the orgasm you started having while thinking about him. Oh and I almost forgot, you were playing with your tits and nipples and you never did that in the last 20 years of our marriage."

Holly let out a long sigh, "I'm sorry Ray. I didn't mean for it to happen. He was flirting with me the week he was here at my store."

"And you invited him to dinner? I bet you two had a good laugh that Thursday morning....having me cook dinner for you and your lover."

"It was only harmless flirtation. It was still only flirtation the first week in Alexandria....until Thursday. He 'bumped into me' a couple times and I giggled. Then he slid his hand along my butt a few times and Friday he was fondling my breasts before we headed to the airport."

"That's why you came home so horny...you were thinking about him while you had me fucking you last weekend."

It was a whisper, "Yes I was, sorry."

"And the second week, when did you go to his bed?"

"I didn't. He spent the nights in my bed in case you called."

"Starting when?"

"Monday night."

"So you left me and went right to him and let him fuck you every night?"

"Yes, I'm sorry Ray."

"I'll be gone by the time you get back next Friday."

"I won't be back until Sunday because there's a big retirement party for Dave on Saturday night in Atlanta and I was coming back Sunday morning."

"Where were you going to stay Friday and Saturday night next weekend...as if I have to ask?"

"Ray....please don't."

"Well, you might as well pack extra clothes and just go to your next job on Monday in that case. It'll save you some flight time. I won't be here."