This is a work of fiction. No one was harmed in the making of the story. (Not so sure about the readers!) For all those electricians and other diy persons, all the electrical equipment is fictious. It’s there as part of a story. I don’t need the errors pointed out. Just don’t do this at home!
This story is about when ambition takes over common sense, the fallouts and results.
Due to my insecurities over my wife Jenni’s faithfulness and fears about her fellow work colleagues after witnessing their conduct, when I was asked to wire a National Nude Day event for her firm, I added a few extra miniature cameras to provide me with the evidence I would need. It did and it didn’t. As a result, a number of marriages are about to go pear shaped and I guess I’ll be the fall guy.
As far as four people are concerned, I don’t give a damn. I’m upset for one guy because he’s proven to be a great guy.
Let me explain.
My name is Don, short for Donald and I am a self-employed electrician. Most people don’t realise that the trade had grown so much in recent years with the advent of fibre for the internet, smart meters, smart appliances, car charging points and so much more. I seldom just run some cable and add sockets or light fittings anymore, everyone seems to want the latest gadgets. They all need the appropriate wiring and fitments. I’m sure you’ve been confused by not being able to buy replacements for stuff put in just a few years ago.
My wife, Jenni loves me to make money but she didn’t like me spending money on training courses which you needed for all these smart things. It caused a lot of friction in the beginning. I couldn’t be earning if I was training.
She was always bemoaning that I should charge more. I told her I knew my business and clientele. I did a very good job at a reasonable price and people not only came back, but they also recommended me so I get end up with more clients.
Another bone of contention was our home. Well, technically, it is my grandparents but I will inherit it. I pay monthly into an account so that if we needed a new kitchen say, they will put it in from that account. They won’t let me pay rent which is why I came up with that idea. I have been staying there since before I met Jenni. It suits me but Jenni had trouble understanding that I don’t want my grandparents paying for what is effectively my rent free house. We do have a tenancy agreement to keep everything legal.
Over the last three months there has been a serious chasm building between Jenni and me. I may have missed any warning signs before then. It all blew up when we attended a party one of her work colleagues was holding around Easter. Jenni was very keen and seemed happy I agreed to go. I arranged my schedule so I was back in plenty of time to get ready.
In hindsight would I have preferred if we hadn’t gone? No, it opened my eyes!
We had a fight even before we left our house.
Jenni had me shower and change in the main bathroom as she was dressing in our bedroom. When she came downstairs, my eyes were on stalks. She looked amazing. I wanted to take her back upstairs and just have our own little party. She had gone way out to impress.
She had her hair up which showed off her graceful neck. Her blond hair caressed her face before being pulled behind her neck. Her blue eyes shone with excitement. The red dress which I had never seen had a deep ‘v’ which exposed a hell of a lot of her breasts. They are a lovely handful at 36C set off with pale areola and stubby nipples. They were trying to get out of the dress, digging holes in the soft material which barely constrained them. I couldn’t see a bra.
The dress ended just over halfway down her thighs. I could see the outline of the suspender bumps. She had on red ‘fuck me’ 3 inch heels.
I was aroused and mad. She would never dress like that for me, even in the house. I couldn’t remember the last time she wore suspenders. If I had ever suggested she dressed like that when we were going out, I would have been missing some important parts of my anatomy.
My first words obviously didn’t strike the note she was looking for, “Is there something I should know?”
If looks could kill, I would not be here now.
My own gaze showed her that I was bloody mad at her appearance and what I now suspected she was up to.
“Well, you never dress for me like this yet some lousy party gets you all tarted up. Who’s it for?” I shouted.
“I wanted to impress my colleagues but as usual it’s all about you. I was going to fuck your brains out tonight but you can forget that” she retorted angrily.
That was the start of a very bad evening. Her eyes had flared when I shouted, which I interpreted that I wasn’t too far wrong in my assessment. The party was quite lively but I sensed some unease building amongst partners like me. That was probably due to the fact there was an awful lot of very close body contact between the work colleagues. I wasn’t happy and it showed.
We had taken a taxi so I could drink but as I saw what was happening, I stuck to soft drinks. Had I been drinking the Police would have been called along with an ambulance for someone else. I saw Jenni being very cosy with a man Jerry who seemed to be allowed more access to her body than I was. As they danced, I was bloody sure his hands were on her naked breasts whenever they were sure I couldn’t see. I knew if I challenged them, they would deny it so I waited.
As Jerry came past me he had that endearing smirk on his face. You know the one, that superior I know more than you one. I followed him and spoke quietly to him. He looked shocked. He also pissed himself.
I told him, “I don’t like you groping my wife. I don’t know your company rules but in my world, if I see anything like that again, I will wire your cock and balls and light you up without a moments’ hesitation! You can pass that on to the other fucking arseholes here. My wife is off limits!”
Apparently that put a dampener on the party. Jenni was mad — at me!
She never spoke to me until the Tuesday. I didn’t mind. I was looking at all my options. I suspected but had no proof of an affair. There were a number of legal hurdles I had to get through so that she couldn’t touch my business and had no access to my cash. We had a prenuptial insisted upon by her parents as they are fairly wealthy and didn’t want me to have my hands on their money. Being a working man, I was beneath them. I wasn’t taking any chances though.
The good thing was that we had postponed having children, Jenni’s idea, as she wanted to rise in that firm first. If we had had children, my options may have been more limited.
The first thing I did was install new wired, i.e. to the mains electricity, alarms linked by wireless for heat, smoke and carbon monoxide using the new Scottish Building Regulations as my cover. It may surprise you but you can get those with concealed cameras. I linked the recordings to my Wi-Fi and my work laptop so I would know if anything happened when I was not there.
My grandparents paid the cost from that account. I had made them aware of my concerns so they covered this for me. Also with those regulations coming into effect very soon, having been postponed for a year due to Covid they would have had to have them fitted anyway as landlords (okay the cameras weren’t legally required). They also had a cancellation of tenancy drawn up for Jenni due to the morality clause in the tenancy agreement should that be necessary.
In truth, Jenni and I were barely on speaking terms, quick to find fault with each other. We couldn’t discuss that evening without a battle. She insisted on going to other works do’s which didn’t help the situation. No surprise, I was no longer invited which did nothing to reduce my suspicions. I suspect I wasn’t alone in that regard.
There was never anything on the cameras to suggest she was playing around. She certainly didn’t bring anyone home but she did start to go on a few girls nights out as well. I needed more information. I was so busy with work as Covid restrictions meant I could only work on emergencies. Now they had been almost fully lifted everyone needed work done, preferably yesterday. As such finding an investigator to track her evenings out didn’t figure at the front of my mind.
About the middle of June, Jenni asked me what would be needed to wire up lights etc for a firm BBQ and dance to be held on the fourteenth of July, National Nude Day.
My jaw dropped. “Is this a nude party so you don’t get your clothes awry when fucking? It just slipped in when dancing.”
Her face told me I had hit a nerve.
“You’ve never got over how nice they are to me. You treat me like I’m a whore. If you treated me better maybe we would be happier” she screamed.
“The office whore is how they see you. They can get you to do anything as you are too blinded by the hope of promotion. You’ll throw away your marriage because I’m not going to be a cuckold. You fuck them it will cost you and them!”
She stormed off. I went to my workshop and called up the cameras. She was on the phone to a female friend. While in itself it wasn’t proof, there was enough to hint that she was playing around with both Jerry and Brian. She was worried that if I found out, I would make a lot of trouble. Her friend was supporting her, not saying don’t fuck around!
When I returned she spoke again, “Can we just be polite? John knows you are a bloody good electrician and asked me if I would ask you; can you at least answer me? What would be needed for this party?”
I replied carefully, “I don’t know. I would need to see the plans, the location, the facilities to see whether there was enough suitable power points, etc. Space, heating, lighting, dancing lights, the rooms in use, all sorts of things are needed to ensure you can get an idea of what is required. One month, I doubt if anyone will be free. The school holidays and staff off on holidays make it difficult even for big firms. A single man like me it’s impossible. I’m booking for late October and plenty beyond. Most people are very busy with the Covid backlog.”
“Could you fit it in?”
“What, you want me to darken the doorstep of that firm. To make it all bright and shiny so they can fuck you and others. What do you think I am?”
“It’s a staff bonding exercise. Yes, we will all be nude but I won’t be fucking anyone,” she screamed.
I looked at her and shook my head. “You’re already there emotionally if not in reality. Who was it, Jerry, piss pants, porky Brian, Dave the groper, Sam, Mr Halitosis? All tried to get in your knickers at that party if you were wearing any! You forgot your bra, something you’ve never forgotten when going out with me. I have never treated you like a piece of meat like they did yet you took their side.
“I’ve not been allowed back because I spoiled their fun. What has happened at those parties and girls nights out? Do they behave or do they treat you like a piece of meat?
“Do you not think that you being nude is going to give them the green light about fucking you? They won’t take NO for an answer,” I shouted.
She was angry at me yet again. “You don’t trust me anymore,” she screamed.
“Jenni, listen to yourself. You let other men molest you in front of me and you complained when I stopped it. Jerry was feeling your bare breasts. If I had done to your female friends, what they did to you, what would you have done? Congratulated me?”
That hit her, that I knew he had been feeling her breasts or the thought I would play with her friends, she stammered, “He just got carried away.”
I didn’t let her continue, “You were clothed, mostly. He just got carried away. What about you, you let them, feel your tits, grab your bum, grind their little dicks on your stomach. Did you get carried away? If their little cocks are grinding against your stomach and they get carried away and begin fucking you, how are you going to react. Rape! Or Don’t tell Don, he’ll blow a casket. He’ll divorce me and break every bone in their bodies!
“Jenni, if you want to avoid that, you don’t go.
“If you want out of our marriage you just have to say so. I won’t hold you if you want out.
“If you’ve fucked them already, just tell me. We’ll be done and I won’t break every bone in their body. I can’t live with an adulteress!”
Jenni looked shocked at my words.
“But if you go there and fuck one, two, three or more, I will have my revenge on all of you.”
Jenni looked down, she was very uncomfortable, “Don, I haven’t fucked anyone. I’ve wanked Jerry and Brian. I have let them play with me like that night but I have always kept them out of my knickers. I get aroused and want to fuck you when I come home.
“I couldn’t understand why you were so angry. I think I can see your point of view now. I need to think hard about everything. I never meant to hurt you. I know I should never have allowed it to happen. I’ll have to try and stop it.”
I spoke slowly and quietly, “Jenni, I love you. I thought we would have our kids, grow old together and enjoy life, hand in hand. Now, I don’t know you. Can I trust you again? Wanking arseholes isn’t being committed to our marriage. It’s saying you’re contemplating leaving it.”
Jenni looked at me. She saw my determination that she should understand what she was doing and how it was destroying us.
“If we are to survive, only the truth can be said, lies will kill any chance of our marriage continuing. I love you enough to set you free if that is what you wish. Do you love me enough to be my wife not a party slut? I will not share. I’ll give you 100% of me but I want 100% of you. You have to decide which you chose.”
Later we went to bed but there was still a disconnect between us.
The following day, I was surprised to get a call from her firm. It was the general manager. I had met him before and he was good company. I never saw him molest any of the women at those events.
“Don, it’s John Matheson from Dynamics. We’ve met a couple of times at functions. I understand Jenni talked to you about our nude day gathering. You didn’t think the timescale would be feasible. Can I ask you to look at it with me? If nothing else, we could plan for next year if it is a success.
“We’re holding it at the old complex on the Muir estate. It’s been quite neglected but the new management want to bring it back to full use. I would be happy to meet you there and run through the plans.”
“John, I could meet up later this afternoon. I’m working about six miles from there and will be free around 4.30pm.”
John gasped, “Thank you. I’m sure the idea was a shock to you. It was to me. I’ll explain about the party but the idea came from the staff.”
I asked him to bring any plans of it so we could work with those. As we were about to end the call, I told him it would be difficult if not impossible to find someone to do the work.
We met and he seemed very jovial about the event. The plans were actually very good. There was a main auditorium where the band, DJ and dancing would happen during the evening. The bar to the back and side with some quiet areas to relax out of the noise.
There were a number of fair style attractions and general play areas.
John saw me stop as I observed some areas which looked very suitable for clandestine meetings, being secluded and dark.
“Don, tell me what’s going on? In the times we have spoken before, I’ve been impressed with your humour, ability to see things and be involved. Today, you are going through the motions in comparison.”
I decided to be up front with him, “I have to say I have serious concerns about this event given the way some of your managers look at the female staff members as prey.”
John replied, “I was shocked at the Nude Day suggestion but when I looked into it, what I had been told was right. I spoke with some people I had met at conferences whose firms did it. Several did it staff only and some others included partners. They said it really worked bonding the staff. I asked about what you have suggested potentially happening. All said they had strong policies for that and I have a couple to review with our Human Resources. It will go out well in advance so everyone knows what is allowed or not.
“If anyone is subjected to any molestation, the culprits will be gone, not only from the event but the company. You have my word.”
I told him about the party glossing over the details just my perception which caused me to have words with one of them. I hadn’t been invited again. I felt Jenni was so focused on promotion she believed she had to be there. He was blazing mad.
“Don, Jenni will be promoted but only because of her abilities. I have plans to speak with her next week to explain about an opportunity for both her, the company and hopefully you. I can’t tell you but I think it works for all of us. Please keep this between us until then.”
I nodded.
We went back to the main auditorium. John gave me the time and space to make my own survey, watching me. He smiled when I caught him, “I love watching an expert in their field. I don’t know what you’re thinking but I can see the cogs work as you come to a solution. I do the same just in a different field.”
When I had finished, we adjourned to a nearby coffee house where I explained everything I found. With the complex being so old, electricity for all the planned events was the main problem. Many old properties had very few sockets and the wiring was so old I was dubious it could cope. A couple of mid-sized generators would be needed to power cables to provide all the necessary energy. They would be placed well apart but more importantly they are quieter than a massive one.
The décor lighting would need supplemented, lighting for the external areas especially for the barbeque area and as the evening closed. As I checked the plans, I suggested they have some portable toilets as there weren’t many in the complex for the amount of people involved.
“What about cameras?” John asked, “From what you say, I would wish to ensure my staff’s safety and have evidence to sack or imprison anyone who abuses the event.”
It was my turn to smile, “I know someone who does that line of work, I’ll speak to them. There are a few places where they could try it on so cameras would be good. I just don’t know how you’ll find someone to do the work. It will take two and a half, three days to complete for two men if everything goes well. More if there are unforeseen problems. With such old buildings I would be more than tempted to just do a whole makeover with your own generators and cables. You’ve seen the lighting cables; they are from the 1930’s. Once the event is over you have almost the same time to dismantle.”
John looked at me, “Could you fit it in? Work in the evenings, I’ll pay your out of normal hours fee and more.”
“I don’t know. While Jenni and I are hardly speaking she still likes me home at night. I’ll however price it up for you so you know what the rough cost will be before seeking another contractor.”
We shook hands and left.
Jenni was nervous when I arrived home. I filled her in on the event’s needs and said I had to price it for John. I neglected to mention the cameras. John has asked me to do it at night but I had explained she preferred me home.
“Don, it would be for just one week. I know I don’t like you working long hours but that’s in case through tiredness you make a mistake and kill yourself. Electricians do that. I could help you, be your gofer. At least I would know you were safe.”
“Are you sure that’s the reason for wanting me to do this? Or are you planning on giving your colleagues their fantasies?”
“Don, I haven’t fucked anyone. I don’t intend to fuck anyone. Like every woman there, I’ll be exposed. They will see what they will never get. They don’t realise that we’ll see their little dicks.
“I do love you even if recently, I haven’t shown it so well.
“The firm is expanding; I hope to be promoted because of that. The new offices we’ll need will have to be checked and maintained. Going above to help them with this would earn you kudos from them. Isn’t that what you say to me about customer care?
“As far as your fears about me, I’ll wear a chastity belt if that helps, if they’re allowed.”
I laughed. She had me on customer care.
“Well, if I’m to do this I need to plan it so will have to get a plan and costing done tonight. If John approves I can order tomorrow and be set. You will need to confirm with John if chastity belts are permitted.
“I will warn my gofer costume can be revealing.”
Jenni rose and kissed me. She took my head and placed it on her breasts, “Choice, fuck me now or later?”
I lifted her onto the table. As I kissed her hard, my hand went up her skirt and pulled her panties aside. I fingered her clit and pussy for a few minutes, forcibility, before turning her over onto her front. I pulled her panties halfway down her thighs before I unzipped myself. I held her skirt up, showcasing that beautiful round firm butt. I opened her up and speared straight into her. She was very wet. I began fucking her like there was no tomorrow.
Jenni was moaning, that deep sensual moan of pleasure. She was close to cumming already. I pulled her blouse out of her skirt, lifted her bra and grabbed her breasts. Again, no subtlety. I mauled them and pulled her nipples till it felt they would rip off. The more I pulled, the more vocal Jenni became.
“Fuck me harder Don. Make this bitch your wife! Use me! Fuck me!”
I was pounding into her. I could feel her cunt contract as it does just before she cums. As it did, I came. I spurted and spurted. Jenni screamed as she came. I fell on top of her. I was gasping for breath. She was moaning contentedly. I realised my hands were still mauling her tits.
After a few minutes, we broke and she turned to me. “Fuck me, I, we needed that. I do love you.” She kissed me before she sent me to my office to make up the quote. It took me close to two hours to collect everything together and complete it. I printed it for Jenni to take into the office the next day.
When I came back to the living room, she wasn’t there. I headed upstairs. I found her on our bed. She was wearing a very sheer light blue nightie with matching panties. She smiled as she saw my expression of shock and desire.
“Don, shower and come back. Let’s make love.”
I was back within minutes. This was so unlike Jenni. I wanted to ask what was behind this but I didn’t want to risk a particular answer.
As if she read my thoughts Jenni said, “I love you. I was being a stupid fucking, self-centred bitch. I couldn’t let myself see that you were right. Your words and my conscience finally agreed. I’ll make sure they know I’m not on offer before the event.”
Jenni pushed me down on the bed and began kissing me lightly, from my head down my chest, pulling and biting my nipples on the way. Her hair was lightly caressing my skin. She moved further down and bypassed my cock. She kissed and nibbled down my legs before returning. As she reached my cock, she kissed him lightly and turned her body.
She lay over me in the 69 position. Her pussy was highly visible through her sheer panties. They were very wet. As my cock entered her mouth, she forced her pussy down onto my face. I took the hint. I licked and pressed up and down her slit. My hands held her bum cheeks apart as I tried to get my tongue into her. I moved the panties aside as I drew my tongue from her anus to her clit. I could have drowned.
Meantime, Jenni was using her fingers on my balls and anus, teasing them as her mouth held my cock tightly in its grasp. Her tongue was giving my cock a good lashing. Every tiny nerve cell in it was on fire. The intensity was way beyond Jenni’s normal blowjob.
I fingered her anus and put a finger in it. A first. She stopped for a moment and I thought she was going to complain. Instead there was a highly satisfied moan. I managed a couple of fingers into her pussy love canal. I sought her ‘g spot’. Soon she was bucking on my fingers. My tongue was licking her labia and clit. I stayed on her clit as I felt her rising.
Jenni came. To say she came was an understatement. She drove her pussy down on my face and used it to rub herself off. I thought my nose would break when she drove down further as she came hard. I couldn’t hear anything as she clamped her thighs shut with my head between.
I could only feel her breath on my cock as she recovered. Soon, she was back sucking me like there was no tomorrow. My hips rose and I was attempting to fuck her mouth. She was fucking me back. I mumbled into her pussy that I was cumming. Still she sucked and fucked my cock. I came and came.
After a few minutes we parted and she cuddled into me. I can’t remember what we said. I started kissing her neck and before long I was exploring her body. I untied the nightie exposing her luscious breasts. They looked red from my playing with them earlier. I slowly and lightly kissed one as I caressed the other before reversing.
Jenni was moaning, “Don, I love you. This is what I want all the time. Us, together. You just bring my tits so beautifully to the boil.”
If Jenni was in the mood she could cum from just breast play so I stayed there playing. Soon, her skin started pinking up, her areolas darkened and her nipples shone. Her hips were rising in time to my play on her tits. Jenni began breathing more deeply, moaning loudly. Her hands were caressing my hair and back. Almost before I knew it she came as she pressed my head onto her chest and held me. I couldn’t breathe for about thirty seconds before she released me.
I moved slowly down her stomach, nibbling and kissing, lightly caressing her inner thighs but avoiding her dripping wet pussy. Very soon she was raising her bottom wanting me to fuck her. I was taking my time. Her pussy was bare and I was going to experience it for the first time. It hadn’t been bare earlier. I had asked her a number of times but she never would.
I love eating her out, watching and feeling her react as she climaxed. I was going to do this.
(Okay. I know this was a shite thing to do. Her actions said, she really did mean she hadn’t and was going to be the wife I wanted. OR! I’ve been fucking around and I’m going to put you off the trail. I wasn’t going to turn down the best sex ever over the next month. If my marriage went pear shaped, when would I get sex again?)
I teased her labia with my tongue, watching the pink canal redden. If I thought she was wet before she was now flooding. I licked and drank her juices for about ten minutes. She had several small mini orgasms but when she finally came, I was almost thrown off the bed. Without warning her hips just catapulted from the bed and threw me over. My fingers in her pussy managed to keep playing with her ‘g spot’ for a few moments before she truly exploded. I’ve never seen her cum like that before.
She collapsed back on the bed. She appeared almost unconscious. I was between her legs and kissing her face to make sure she was okay.
“Fuck me, fuck me hard,” was all she kept saying.
I take instructions well. I fucked and fucked her for at least fifteen minutes. My watch was telling me my heart rate was well into the red. If I died, I was bloody well going with a smile on my face. The sweat was pouring off me. I have never felt myself cumming from my whole body, not just my cock. It was as if every cell wanted to be there.
Jenni was fucking me, driving me into her, using her legs to control me. She was now in charge. She was telling me to cum. I did. I passed out.
When I came round, Jenni was smiling at me, holding me tightly.
“Boy did we need that! Are you alright?”
“Better than alright,” I said as I kissed her. “We’ll both need showers after that. That’s the best sex we’ve ever had.” I kissed her again and again. She was kissing me back with interest.
My cock found its way back into her pussy. How it was hard I don’t know. I’ve never been beyond three ever. We cuddled and lightly fucked, gently, saying soothing words. I was caressing her face, her hair, her boobs. She was holding my face, kissing me, my chest, my nipples. There was no rush.
I can’t describe the feelings. It was the opposite of our animalistic coupling but was about two souls joining. It took about thirty minutes before we both began to quicken our pace. We looked into each other’s eyes. I saw her love for me. I came then. She came at the same time. A gentler fulfilling climax.
We waited quite a few minutes to recover before heading to the shower. We played around but neither her pussy nor my cock had anything left. We had to change the sheets before we could drift off to sleep in each other’s arms.
The next morning Jenni was a bit withdrawn. Over breakfast I asked what was up?
“Don, after I give John your quote, I’m going back to my office. I’m going to make sure Jerry and all the others know that on National Nude Day, while I’ll be nude, I am not available for anything like sex, groping, wanking. All such actions finish now.
“I won’t be going to any more office do’s without you.
“I don’t know how they will react. If badly, I’ll tell them I won’t go.”
“If they give you problems, tell John or phone me. I’ll drop everything and rescue my damsel in distress.”
I kissed her goodbye and reinforced that. After last night I hoped we would be okay. Well, who wouldn’t want sex like that?
To my surprise, John accepted my quote so I had to order the various items required. It also meant I would have to work longer days to finish jobs to give me more time to develop that plan.
That night Jenni came home and was upset. When she spoke she was angry and sad!
“Don, why am I such a fool? You were right. When I told everyone I would not be going to more do’s without you. That I wasn’t going to allow being groped again. Jerry and some of the other men were angry. I was a cock tease. I was going to get a good fucking at the event whether I wanted it or not. From what they implied; I think had been planning to gangbang me!
“The other women took my side. None of the men would get away with that. The men countered that they would tell all to our husbands.
“I told them go ahead, it was their balls they would be missing. They hadn’t thought of that. What did Don say to you Jerry that caused you to piss your pants? He’s never told me! Jerry almost pissed them again.
“The day went badly from then on. Jerry is recalling all his promotion recommendations so I won’t get that promotion. After all this, I think it’s in my best interest to leave.”
“Jenni, even if you resigned your notice period would take you past that event. I don’t think Jerry has the respect from John to take away your promotions. Whenever I have spoken with him, it’s what he sees and how he evaluates you that matters most.
“Take a few days to see how things calm down. You may be surprised how things turn out.”
I hugged her and told her we should eat and then she would begin her gofer training. I spent the night explaining to her how I planned to wire the event. What I needed from her for the first few nights, was to tape the cables together. As these cables would be running different currents from low voltage to high, they were taped at one metre distance with different coloured tape which kept the same voltage cables together. Once all the cables were run, the cosmetics, the lights, sockets etc were simple to attach. I would have her attach the plug and play ones while I dealt with the ones requiring wired.
I would be drawing up a plan with the various runs and positions for lights etc so we would have a visible checklist for ourselves. It would be easy for her to follow and mark parts when we were done.
“Don, I’m sorry. I never realised just how difficult your job is. There are what eight different main power lines, four different voltages which means a couple of hundred cables all of different lengths. Then you have to have powered sockets for the DJ, band, caterers etc. If I had known this when you said it couldn’t be done, I would have agreed with you. Can we do it together? Do I need to persuade some others to help us?”
“It looks bad but it is manageable. Once the cables are run the rest is easy unless a cable is faulty. That’s rare. If you are up for it we could work the Sunday before. That would take two nights work out of the schedule. We wouldn’t be under so much pressure then.”
Jenni nodded, “That sounds sensible. If you think last night was good wait until the day after this event. You’ll not be able for work on Monday.”
She kissed me hard. We made love again that night.
She didn’t go out that weekend and we did stuff together which we hadn’t done in months.
Back at work, it appeared that things between the male and female staff had not resolved. Jerry was the main instigator of the conflicts. Jenni told me a lot of the women had their blinkers removed as they realised what a rat Jerry was. They had been surprised when a couple of the men apologised for their behaviour.
When I arrived home on Wednesday evening Jenni was so high, I thought she was on something very, very strong.
“Don, you were right, once again. You’re brilliant, your support means so much to me. You said I would get promoted on my own merits. You won’t believe this! I’ve been promoted. But, more.”
“Jenni, I told you John knows who’s who and who to promote. You’re bloody good at your job. You’re intelligent, empathetic and caring. Staff will like working for you as you will look after their needs. It’s all that you deserve.”
“Don, the more is what I cannot understand. I couldn’t have dreamed this.”
“Jenni, what more?”
“I’ll try and calm down. John is promoting me to a manager’s role as I have been doing a lot of the work for months in truth. Not quite the truth. I’m just so excited, I can’t focus.
“I have been involved with a number of our clients working on various systems which should be beneficial both to them and us. The talks, the proposals I made are part of my new manager’s role. There is more responsibility, overseeing staff, checking contracts etc but those parts are the main ones. John was glowing in his assessment of me.
“If that had been all I would have been delighted. The role has a number of legal requirements and some of our own. I don’t have all the paper qualifications, just as John said, “the main one, you can do this job very well!” The firm will pay me while I go to the university to study part time, give me time to do the necessary course work. John floored me when he said it would be the ideal time to have a family. By the time my course was complete, I would be due back from maternity leave. I have to confirm that I will work for them for a minimum period of five years after the course. If I had a second child, then that maternity time wouldn’t be counted.
“We need to discuss all of this before I make a decision. I’ll get the offer in writing in a few days and we can go through the paperwork together. We had thought about having a family before I became such a self-centred bitch. I don’t know your feelings now.
“I told John I had to discuss this with you and he just smiled, “that’s what you should do. A role like that needs both of you on board.””
I gave her a big hug and suggested we go out to celebrate but she said we had work to do. We spent the evening drawing up a detailed plan for the main auditorium. I had already decided its own power supply was probably quite dodgy given the age of it so I would provide all the power from a generator. We had the layout so it was time spent marking the power needs and placements, how to secure the cables so they weren’t interfered with and having some extras as from experience contractors underestimate how much they actually need.
I would go in on the Saturday morning early as they were setting up to make sure. Jenni asked, “Are you intending to stay around?”
Was that a loaded question?
“No,” I replied, “It’s in case, someone has really messed up or someone comes we weren’t told about. I’ll also do a last check. I’ll be gone by 10am at the latest. It’s just some like this DJ says four sockets but I expect he means four multiple sockets so I’ve set those up. The last DJ I saw had three decks, two mixers, light boxes and other bits and pieces. Each needed their own power.
“I’ll do some small jobs which are fairly nearby, within ten miles, so if there is a problem I can return but I don’t expect any.”
“Why work?”
“Well, you’ll be going around 1pm for the bus to it. I’ll just be on my own all day. I think John said it would end after 1am. These are just small fill in jobs so I’ll be finished 6-7pm. If you want to come home early rather than take the bus back, just call, I won’t have a drink.”
Jenni seemed to accept what I said. I had another motive but I wasn’t telling her.
By the end of the evening we had the drawings for the auditorium. The next night we did the fair ground and barbeque area. With the auditorium, these were the two biggest ones. If we could run the power cables for those on the Sunday I would be very happy.
We went to bed or rather Jenni suggested we shower and then we went to bed. She cuddled up and began lightly caressing my face. She kissed me and we began making out slowly. She stopped me going down to eat her. “Just fuck me slowly. I want to watch you as you cum in me.”
So I did. I cheated and kissed and nibbled her breasts and nipples. She rose with me like she was trying to make sure I didn’t pop out. She was kissing me whenever my head was close to her. Meantime, her pussy was trying to wring my cock out as though it was a cloth. For ten minutes, I looked down on her, smiling, looking with love at me. I managed to last a further two or three minutes before I erupted in her. Her pussy gave me no choice.
I moved to the side and pulled her to me. I kissed her before saying, “That’s it. Chastity belt. No one else is getting near that pussy. It’s perfect.”
She smiled and kissed me.
Over the next few nights we worked out our plan for the event. Each evening afterwards Jenni suggested we finish with a shower and then instigated some form of sexual intercourse. I don’t think we had ever had such an active or especially such a diverse sex life. I think the only room we didn’t have sex in was the bathroom.
While on a break at work I worked out another plan for those more private areas which some may think of using for extracurricular meetings. I kept that from Jenni.
When she received her new job offer, it took two evenings for us to go through it. It was a very good offer. Promotion but for legal reasons she required some new paper qualifications. While the firm were happy to pay the cost, they wanted to confirm she would work for them for five years after her course finished. This seemed reasonable as they were footing the not unsubstantial bill.
Jenni was happy until I put my foot in it, big style. “Jenni, this is all good. Are there any other details I should know?”
“What do you mean?,” she asked as she looked at me but I could tell she knew what I meant and she wasn’t happy.
“I’m not going to beat about the bush. Since that bloody party I have concerns about that firm. Are you expected, on trips, with visitors to the office, to perform more personal services? I won’t stand for that.”
Jenni was mad. “John would never ask for anything like that. You still think I’m a whore! Fuck you!” she shouted as she stormed off. The bedroom door just about survived. I’m sure the house moved.
I slept in the guest room for the rest of the time before the event.
Communication between us was reduced to slightly more than a grunt or acknowledgement. If I tried to explain my feelings, I was shot down. I didn’t know whether I had raised a valid fear, i.e. she was expected to be a corporate whore or I was just too fixated on that bastard Jerry and co. Her reaction had me favouring the first version.
On the Saturday before the event, I mentioned we would need an early night as we would be away early to the venue to get started on the Sunday.
Jenni looked angrily at me, “You can fucking forget it. Do it your fucking self!”
My answer didn’t please her at all, “Okay, I won’t fucking do it either! I’ll have a few beers and watch a late night film. I’ll go do something else tomorrow. Why should I help your fuck fest!”
“What the fuck will John say? You’ll lose any more contracts with the firm. Your reputation will be shot!” she shouted.
My calm, reasoned response didn’t help, “My reputation won’t suffer. I’ll explain to others why. They’ll understand I didn’t want my former wife to be a corporate whore! I can live without more contracts from a firm which wants that from their employees.”
Jenni shouted back, “John would be appalled you think that he would ask anyone to behave like that. I’m not a whore. I haven’t fucked anyone. I might as well have because that’s all you think I am.” She stormed away.
I went to my workshop. I had a few things to prepare for the next day. I checked the house cameras. After crying for a while, Jenni phoned a friend.
“Hi Helen. I’ve fucked up big time.”
I couldn’t hear what Helen asked but Jenni replied, “I persuaded Don to do the wiring for the event by saying I would be his gofer. As he thinks I’m a corporate whore I told him I wasn’t going to help him. He says he won’t do it either. He does need help. I never knew how big a job it was until he went through everything with me. I’ll have to tell John why he hasn’t done the work as I have fallen out with him over his jealousy. I hope John won’t ask why Don was jealous. This will fuck up the event big time.”
They discussed this until her friend appeared to say you have to help him. Jenni agreed but only to save the event.
They continued talking about the event. I’m fairly sure her friend suggested she call my bluff by fucking someone or two at the event. Jenni had replied, “While Don deserves that, it would only lead to a divorce. I don’t want that. I broke our trust at that party and he’s had trouble trusting me since. If I behave as a wife should do at the event, perhaps Don will trust me again. I love him.”
Her friend must have brought up fucking again because Jenni replied, ” Look, I realise Jerry and several of the others want to fuck us. It’s never going to happen. Firstly, Jerry is a slimeball. He’s not one percent the man Don is. Secondly, you saw the behaviour expected document. John will fire anyone who fucks around. My promotion will be history.
“But the main reason is I love Don. I want to be his wife. He supports me in so many ways. He told me I was worthy of promotion, he was right. I want his kids; I want to hold his hands as we stare at sunsets when we are old. Don will never cheat on me. If I cheated I would deserve the divorce which would come. Anyone who I fucked would be spending a lot of time in hospital. I almost fucked up everything before.”
Her friend must have asked why she hadn’t told me that.
“Helen, I can’t. I’m so fucking ashamed of what I allowed to happen. I’m just glad I hadn’t fucked anyone. How can my words tell Don that? When we talked, what he said reached my conscience which I had been ignoring. I told him everything I had done. It must have shocked him, listening to myself it shocked me. He didn’t throw me out. He would have had every reason to do so.
“I tried to make it up to him. We had the best sex ever for a couple of weeks until he opened his mouth about “corporate personal services.” He hadn’t forgotten or forgiven. He thought John’s offer was so good it had to cover that I was to offer personal services to our clients. I couldn’t do that. John wouldn’t want that. How can I tell him to make him understand?” She was crying again.
I felt rotten. I didn’t pay much more attention as they went onto another subject. I finished my preparations. Despite what I had said, I couldn’t leave John in the lurch but I wasn’t going to tell Jenni that.
When I returned home, Jenni was not in the living room or kitchen. I didn’t try our bedroom as I hadn’t been in there for days.
When she appeared I was stunned! She was dressed up, make-up on. Before I could speak she said, “I’m going out for a drink with Helen. Don’t wait up on me.”
I nodded, “Have you called John to tell him the venue won’t be ready?”
She stared at me. “I’ll bloody well help you as I said I would. Helen will come and help as well. She may bring her husband who can at least help you carry the heavy stuff.”
I thought I would play with her, “Did you tell her the gofer outfit is quite revealing?”
Jenni looked disgusted at me, “Not a chance with the way you’ve treated me. I had thought to be nude so you would enjoy seeing what the others would, only you would get to fuck me, there and back here if you wanted. You can forget that!”
She walked away. I shouted, “I’m leaving about 7.30, I’ll be there about 8.15! Be there no later than 9.30.”
I sat down after getting myself a beer.
I saw three potential scenarios. 1. She was telling the truth that she hadn’t and wouldn’t fuck anyone. She was a faithful wife who realised how close she had come to losing everything. 2. She’d realised the alarms could include cameras so she was playing me, telling me what I wanted to hear while she planned her fuck fest. 3. If No 1 was true, Jerry and his amigos wouldn’t accept her refusal. She was at risk.
I planned on each eventuality.
I was asleep when Jenni came home if she came home. I didn’t check the bedroom.
I collected my van and trailer with all the cabling I needed. I arrived at 8.10. My first job was to stake out where the generators would be placed. I then put in stakes to show the route for the cables. I had colour coded them for ease. I hoped Jenni, Helen and her husband would show up as it would help greatly. If they didn’t I was in for a very long day and week.
As I placed the stakes, I was checking that my drawing/plans matched the venue. I had only to make a couple of small adjustments which was good. About 9.15 Jenni appeared. She still wasn’t happy with me. Her friend and her husband arrived a few minutes later. Jenni introduced me to Helen and Bob. Neither had been at that party.
After the introductions, Bob and I moved the heavy cabling drums using a trolley. Jenni and Helen took the lightweight cables for the auditorium there. I didn’t need to explain much as the colour coding was easy to follow. Each drum was numbered and the position marked.
Bob and I started with the auditorium and the main heavy duty cabling. I had cut the cables to the lengths I expected giving them a respectable excess should we need it. We rolled one each back to the generator site. There were eight such cables. Helen and Jenni taped them in a bundle of four.
By lunch all the cables had been run and were in place. Helen and Jenni had worked well together on the taping. Lunch was good. I liked them both. They were fun, Bob had a very good sense of humour. Helen was very easy on the eye but was obviously highly contented being with Bob. We found we had stuff in common, like music, films and even authors. (I do like to read.)
We started on the main external areas, the general meeting ground, fairground and barbeque and toilets. Again the runs went easily. I thanked them for their help as they had been invaluable. It was just after three when we completed what I thought would take all day, at least.
Bob asked what was next. I was going to run the dance lights and other lights in the main auditorium. He asked, “is the stuff here?” “Yes.” “Let’s do it.”
I showed Bob how to work the integrated lights over and around the various poles. He was a very apt pupil. We took one side each. Helen came with me to securely tape them to the poles. She was good as well.
Helen asked, “Why are there cables without lights every so often?”
I replied, “Some are to attach cables to light the rest areas, some are for specialised lights depending on the areas, some are for cameras.”
Helen said, “Cameras?”
I replied, “John asked for some to protect his staff. There will be a big sign at the entrance. There will be some throughout the main areas, all highly visible. No one will be looking and if there are no complaints of bad behaviour then they will be destroyed by 5pm on Monday. Any reports and someone will view and make the result available to John.”
Helen smiled, “I don’t think I’ll tell Bob. He’s concerned enough. I don’t know what he would think if someone was watching and recording us. I don’t know what I think. I’m not sure about all this. 560 of us. I’m bloody nervous. If attendance wasn’t mandatory, I wouldn’t be going. Neither would Jenni.”
I smiled, “I would be surprised if you weren’t. I’m sure Jenni has told you about our problems. I want to trust her but seeing her behaviour with slimy, piss pants Jerry has me worried. I don’t trust him or his little band of arses. She’s told me she had told them all no more games and they took it badly. I could see them doing something bad.
“John wanted to ensure his staff’s safety.
“I could engineer staying around but that wouldn’t show trust in Jenni. I will work on small jobs to take my mind off what may happen. I’m sure Bob has his own concerns. Probably not about you but some colleagues like Jerry.”
Working as we did; we finished that quickly. I suggested that they could leave if they wished but if they stayed we could run the cables for the bar, DJ and band and the other areas in the auditorium. They agreed. Bob and I trundled the transformers which would bring the wattage down from 440 to 220-240. They were outside the main arena but safe from prying eyes. Jenni and Helen laid out the 220-240 cables as per the plan.
I had pre-wired the cables for the transformer connectors so that went smoothly. The trunking hid the cables from view and protected them. It took an hour and a half but the auditorium now had lights, power sockets and various auxiliary options. I had been expecting to be working on this on Tuesday/Wednesday night.
There were only a couple of small jobs left in the arena. I could do them in twenty minutes.
I thanked Helen and Bob for their help. They had really moved the project. “I would like to thank you by buying you dinner this evening. If not convenient then when this event is over.”
Helen and Bob looked at each other, Bob spoke, “I think we would love to but we smell rotten.”
I laughed, “Yes, you can get a good workout. Where do you stay? We can all return home, shower and meet up someplace convenient.”
I realised Jenni hadn’t spoken. I looked at her. “Sorry Jenni, I forgot to ask if you had any plans first. If you have, we’ll take them out another night.”
Jenni said, “I’m really tired, another night would be best.”
Helen concurred.
As we shook hands before parting. Bob asked what I was planning the next evening. I explained. He offered to help. Before I accepted I asked him about his own work. He had been laid off due to the pandemic and there was no sign of the firm wanting to re-open. He was looking for work but unless you were a computer genius or in health care, opportunities were few in this area.
I accepted his offer. Jenni asked if Bob was helping did I need her as well. Helen offered to come as well if that helped. I thought about it for a few moments.
“Jenni, Helen, if you come I would be delighted but with all we have done, Bob and I could finish the setting up by Tuesday night. The generators are being delivered on Thursday so I’ll connect everything and check all the equipment is working that night.”
Bob asked what time as his car was off the road meantime so he would have to wait for Helen to come home. I asked where they stayed. I could pick him up on my way here from another job around 3.30pm.
“Jenni, could you pick up a fish supper for both of us and drop it off on your way home, please? It would stop us having to stop and head out to grab something.”
Jenni agreed.
After they left, I spent closer to forty minutes wiring the lights to the rest areas. I also added the main highly visible cameras covering the main auditorium. I hid the small miniature ones my mate had given me to cover those rest areas which even with the lights, I could envisage some activity I wouldn’t be happy with. These cameras could make the dark seem sunlit.
On the drive home, my mind speculated with Jenni knocking back eating with her friend. My suspicious mind was that she hadn’t been out with Helen after all. Helen hadn’t mentioned anything about their evening when we were working.
Monday and Tuesday evening, Bob and I completed the fittings. Jenni had dropped a meal off each evening. She was impressed with the way it should look. I told her and Bob, to come along on Thursday evening about 7.30 and they would see it all working.
I knew Bob’s abilities and as I was thinking about hiring someone to help me, he had done a good job of being that person. If it hadn’t been for the event and my fears I would have offered him a job then. I told him, I had been thinking about trying someone but had to look at the costs involved, what I needed as an employer. If he was interested and didn’t have a job in his field, I would let him know. This event had shown me I needed help more often than I had thought so it would be very soon.
On the Wednesday afternoon, I came alone. I had just arrived when the toilet people arrived. I added some more lines to power their lights, both internal and external and the pumps for flushing the water and providing hot water. After that, I put in my spy cameras. I wired cameras into six rooms which were not being used but could be used for extracurricular stuff. I had the extra cables ready amongst the runs we had put in. There were three outdoor areas which concerned me and I wired them. I had several covering the bar in case someone was spiking drinks. All were well hidden so anyone checking would hopefully never see them.
On the Saturday, I would link them all to my laptop which would be hidden nearby in another room. As they were all sensor activated they would be recorded onto a large USB stick should anything happen. I would have remote access to whatever was going on.
On Thursday, John called and said “Jenni says it should be running tonight. Can I bring some of the Muir management to see it? I think they want to see to decide if the venue needs something like this as an upgrade.”
I told him, “I’ll probably have it running by 7.30pm. So arrive any time after 7.”
I had started at six each morning that week so as to be able to finish the main job I had been working on by early afternoon. I was at the Muir just after 3pm. The generators were in place. I set to work connecting all the cables. After each section, I tried them. There were about six sections on each generator. This meant if anything didn’t work or tripped the generator, I knew which section to look at.
I was delighted that I had only about fifteen bulbs to replace. The power sockets for the DJ’s etc. all worked. The external lighting was very good, lighting rather than dazzling. I was just completing the final check when John and the Muir management arrived.
I took them on a tour and explained what they were seeing. They seemed impressed. John was happy. Jenni, Helen and Bob arrived.
I herded them all into the main auditorium. I turned on the dancing lights which brought happy gasps. I played with the ambient lights which allowed the main lights to be dimmed and colours changed if required. I showed the quiet rest areas and their subtle lighting.
Outside, even though it was still light, the lights shown, illuminating all the area. The décor lights flashing and racing drew admiring words.
One of the Muir management asked about the property. I explained what I had found and what I thought would be required to bring it up to modern standards. I said a full survey would be needed before anything could be done. As a venue, it would be one of the best in the region if not the country, if done properly with sympathy for its heritage. He looked confused. The cheapest option would be to just run trunking along the walls as required. It would look unsightly but do the job. If you hid all the wires within the walls, added insulation etc, you look at a beautiful auditorium not a bunch of wires. John was nodding sagely.
I ended up renting the stuff for a further week as they had a wedding the following weekend and now realised they needed more than the building could provide. I said I would bill them and John half each for dismantling. John said just him as he was on the board of trustees.
They continued walking around. Helen, Jenni and Bob couldn’t believe how the place looked. The generators were fairly silent so speaking was easy.
Jenni asked, “Don, I see cameras. Did you put them there?”
I replied, “Jenni, John wanted them to protect his staff. They are highly visible for that reason. No one will be watching. If a complaint is made, John will have someone watch and report to him. No complaints and the recordings will be wiped by Monday evening.”
That seemed to appease her.
It was about 9pm when we all left.
At six am on the Saturday, I left to do my final checks. By 8, the vendors were arriving. As I suspected, the caterers had underestimated their needs but I had allowed for that so was covered. There was an additional attraction, a swimming exercise pool and jacuzzi. Apparently you can set a current speed and swim against it as others watch from the jacuzzi. For a masochist they had a treadmill in the water as well. They had a tanker of water to fill it. I had to run three cables for it. Fortunately, I had allowed for extra but that was reaching towards that generator’s limit. I was glad to see that my cameras and John’s covered this attraction.
The DJ and band arrived. As I suspected he needed ten sockets. The band needed fourteen. I had provided thirty. Bonus for Don! The bar staff had everything they needed.
I was clear just after 10.30. I decided to head home for an early lunch before starting the jobs I had planned.
Jenni was surprised to see me. I explained and told her about the pool. She seemed keen.
I asked her, “I thought you would be more nervous. After all, I can’t remember you being comfortable in your one piece let alone naked with 560 others.” I didn’t add I had hoped to catch her in her costume!
Jenni smiled, “If you had taken more notice of me, you would have seen I’ve been walking around the house naked for the last couple of weeks. I’ve dieted, worked out so I look good.”
I nodded my agreement at that. I’d never seen her nude around the house. That I would have remembered!
I ate and began to go. I told her I hoped she’d enjoy herself but to call me if she wanted to come home early. We didn’t kiss goodbye. We hadn’t kissed since my words about personal services.
I went to my first job which took about 40 minutes. When I left I thought about accessing my laptop but decided against it. I did however call my friend who was amongst the security staff. He had baulked about being naked but the money on offer helped. I asked him to watch out for Jenni and that prick Jerry. He had a photo of both from the firm’s Facebook page.
I had reasoned that nothing sexual would happen until after the main barbeque meal around 6 pm was over. There were other caterers so people could eat whenever. The night’s dancing and entertainment would offer cover for a lot of activities.
By 7pm I was at my home desktop, linked to my laptop. It certainly wasn’t arousing seeing so many naked people of different sizes and shapes. It was overwhelming. No one was using the rooms or the external areas for anything untoward. Two of the bar staff were pocketing some of the money they received. Well, putting it in jars as they were naked as well. I closed it down and waited.
I don’t know why I have been asked to tell the story of the Nude Day Event. Don suggested it may help me. I’m not so sure.
Well, if you haven’t guessed, I’m Jenni. I haven’t read what Don has written but I assume he has told you that he suspects that I’m a whore. I’m not!
I lost track of who I am but mostly, what Don meant to me for a little while. I was so focussed on being promoted that I accepted Jerry’s strong hints the only way was to play around. I’m glad I had the sense not to fuck anyone. When I dressed for that party, I knew Don would be mad. If he even suggested I dressed like that I shot him down. Now I was doing it to tease others. Don’s reaction was all I thought it would be. In the weeks after, my mind was in turmoil. My conscience was telling me that Jerry was a sleaze ball and I was losing Don. I ignored it. I was so focussed on that bloody promotion. I wasn’t happy letting them touch my breasts. They tried but never got near my knickers. I did wear them despite what Don thought. I almost laughed when I wanked Jerry and Brian’s very little dicks. My mind was telling me, “what the fuck are you doing?” I ignored it.
I behaved appallingly and I accept full responsibility for my actions. Once I had started I couldn’t see a way out until Don’s words finally breached my self-denial. I knew I had to remove myself from Jerry or lose Don.
The night I broached the subject of the National Nude Day event, Don finally managed to get through how hurt he was, how I was being abused by Jerry and what my reaction would be if he did the same. I was shocked he knew Jerry had been groping my breasts but knew something must have happened when he spoke with Jerry to make Jerry piss himself. I had deliberately ignored that as I didn’t want to face the truth.
I realised I had to make changes to save my marriage. I do love Don, I just had to make things right. I had to make changes at work. It didn’t go down well. Jerry’s reaction showed just how right Don had been.
I felt so ashamed of how I had treated Don, I vowed to myself to make it up to him. It was working I thought until he opened his mouth about “personal bloody services.” I lost it. After I calmed down, I knew Don had every right to be worried. I couldn’t bring myself to agree with him so I stopped him speaking. By the time of the event, I wasn’t sure if our marriage could survive. Did I deserve it to? It was mandatory to attend. I was scared shitless. Chastity belts weren’t allowed. They went against the ethos of the event.
Before I go onto the event itself, I want to say that John, the Muir trustees and I were all very impressed with what Don had done preparing the event. John had called me into his office on the Friday and gave a glowing report on what he had seen the evening before. He added that he hoped that whatever was wrong between us could be fixed because together we were an awesome team.
I left slightly confused. Had Don told him anything? I felt so demoralised knowing I was responsible for everything which had gone wrong between us. It was bad enough Jerry and the others had given me a month of hell for telling them to fuck off but the fact that Don still thought of me as a whore was worse.
Nude Day Event
Helen and I met at the bus rendezvous point which was about a half mile from our homes. We had agreed to support and look out for each other. Helen had told me Bob was happier due to working with Don. They’d had several very good nights because he felt useful. She didn’t want to lose Bob and I didn’t want to lose Don, despite what he thought.
I told her about Don coming home for an early lunch but he struck out as I hadn’t been dressed for the event. She laughed, nervously. I told her about the swim pool which was cool as I enjoy swimming. I’ve never swum naked. She was keen to try it. Another new experience.
As we waited to enter the venue, there were big signs saying there were cameras for peoples protection, not monitored but would be accessed if any complaints. Big references to the type of conduct which was welcome and more what was not. Basically fuck and you will be gone! I hope that message entered some cavemen brains.
Helen and I placed our clothes in the boxes provided. We helped each other put sunscreen on, -backs boys, we could manage our fronts. For those who need to know, I’m five foot four, 36c breasts with sensitive nipples. I am told I’m attractive. I had shaved my pubic hair as a surprise for Don and kept it hair free since. My pussy lips were visible. My legs are long giving me a nice, rounded butt. Helen is slightly taller. Her breasts must be 38D and very full. Her areola are pink and her nipples expand when she is aroused. She had a trimmed pubic patch of brown hair matching her head. Her bum is like a peach.
We almost held hands as we took deep breaths and walked out. I have never been so afraid. Funnily, the more people there was around the easier it became.
As we walked through the fairground attractions, we played a few games. Helen had an audience as she threw the Hoopla’s. Well, her breasts were captivating many as they danced when she threw. I was happy to retain quite a few of the men’s attention when I threw. That feeling surprised me. Don tells me I’m beautiful but I think he says that as he loves me. Maybe he was telling the truth. It was a gratifying rather than arousing feeling.
When we reached the bar, I ordered a couple of soft drinks for us. There was a long day ahead. We came to the swim pool. It was empty. The man in charge suggested we could swim. It was a sales pitch but what the hell. I went for a swim while Helen lay and relaxed in the jacuzzi. Ten minutes later and I had done a fair workout. A couple of others including Ann from our office were in beside Helen. I needed to relax. Helen tried the swim. We attracted more attention. I must say, I enjoyed it. The swim – men’s brains! I took the man’s business card. I wondered if Don might like the pool as well.
I’d forgotten about Jerry and co until the tannoy went asking the various departments to make their way to a games area. It was like being back at school, egg and spoon race, sack race, three legged race (Jerry was pissed I didn’t run with him). Walking backwards was a hoot as so many fell over. The pass the ball without hands had more flesh on flesh than I could ever remember but no one took advantage as far as I saw. I was between Helen and Ann and was surprised my nipples were aroused. Theirs’s looked the same. Probably as we cheated using our breasts to help not drop the ball so they rubbed the others. Brian and Sam had wanted to stand between us but we girls said no way. They were eyeing us up appreciatively but couldn’t take our look of disappointment at their little dicks.
It was great fun and I even forgot to be embarrassed that I was naked. After the games were over, we meandered back to the stall area. I watched ‘beat the goalie’ with a little more interest. Well, the dicks were flying around and it felt good to size them up instead of them sizing our breasts. Ian from the purchasing department was doing his reputation no harm. Some others you would have needed a microscope!
Helen and I stopped and chatted with many people we knew. All were enjoying the event having been apprehensive at the start. John was doing the rounds of greeting everyone. His wife Dee was with him. She seemed bored. John made sure to tell everyone I was standing with how my husband had managed to create the power for everything. They would see more when the dancing started. I embarrassed Helen by saying she helped as a gofer as well.
The barbeque was superb, how they kept the lines down but produced such excellent food amazed me. Don can do a lot of things but barbeque is not his forte. Helen and I managed another swim and jacuzzi. I could certainly get used to swimming in the nude.
I didn’t expect the auditorium to hold everyone but with the side rest areas it did. Helen, Ann and I found a table with several other women from our department. Some other departments seemed to be happy to be mixed. Maybe they didn’t have arses like Jerry.
John made a speech and thanked everyone for their endeavours as the business was growing due to our capabilities. He confirmed the rumours that we were taking over another company. He had been surprised at the suggestion of a Nude Day event but seeing so many people so happy it appears his fears were groundless. Over the next few weeks we would be asked our opinion on today and if we should repeat it. Any suggestions to improve it would be looked at.
He took his wife up for the first dance. They moved liked seasoned dancers. Being so close, John rose a little to the occasion.
I was surprised, I hadn’t thought about that. From Helen’s face, she hadn’t either. I remembered Don’s words. This would be the final nail in the coffin for our marriage. I couldn’t control any man’s reaction while they danced with me but I could decide who I would dance with. I probably drank my wine quicker than I normally would have.
I didn’t have much time to think about it before I was asked to dance by Jim from the adjacent department. He’s a nice guy so I accepted. As we danced, we talked about the day. He had been terrified at the thought but the games had been fun. He made me laugh with some of his comments about a particular member of staff. We danced three dances, the last one being slow. It felt strange feeling another man’s skin against mine. My nipples had a mind of their own and expanded. Jim apologised as he was becoming erect. I kissed him lightly. He smiled when I said, “You’re boosting my ego.”
He took me back to my table. I saw a few men sporting semi erections. Helen had been dancing with another and we exchanged notes. Both had behaved as gentlemen but we had to admit to being pleased we still had what it took to raise them.
Over the next few hours I had a couple of more drinks and many more dances. I danced with a couple of men from our department, those who had apologised for their behaviour (I was just as much to blame after all). They behaved themselves although they did rise.
The whole room was buzzing. Everyone was enjoying themselves. I never saw any misbehaviour neither did Helen. Ann kept us in stitches whenever we were just sat at the table. She had a way of describing the artistic moves on the dancefloor as an intimate ballet. If she put ten percent of that imagination into her sex life, her late husband must have died a very happy man. Cancer’s a bummer!
What goes in has to come out so I had to head to the toilet. Both Helen and Ann were dancing so I went on my own. A mistake.
As I came out, I felt a hand around my mouth so I couldn’t scream. Someone else was grabbing my arms and another one my legs. I was struggling like hell but I couldn’t get free. I couldn’t move my mouth to get my teeth open so I could bite. I recognised the voices as they carried me to a little clearing just beyond the illuminated area. It was Brian, Sam and Dave.
When they had me there away from potential prying eyes, Jerry appeared. He taped my mouth before I could scream. They dragged me to a tree where they tied me across a low branch. They already had the rope arranged.
Jerry was the lead spokesman, “Jenni, we are going to fuck you. You’re just a fucking tease and you’ll get what you deserve. I hope you like anal because I’m going to rip your arse open.”
His eyes showed he meant every word. If he watched my eyes they would have told him, I’ll get free and fucking kill you. I struggled and struggled hoping any noise would attract help.
Jerry went behind a tree and took out a belt. “I’m going to warm your arse up! Bitch!” He was gloating as he walked past me.
I was expecting the blow when a voice shouted, “I wouldn’t do that. I’ll break every bone in your body and when you are well Don will take care of you.”
I couldn’t see who it was as he was behind me. Sam moved towards the voice with I think Jerry when I heard other voices. The next I knew I was being untied. There were three men I didn’t know and John. John was not pleased.
Jerry was saying it was all a bit of consensual fun. One of the men said he had caught them grabbing me at the toilets and followed, asking for assistance, it wasn’t consensual.
John ordered Jerry and co off the site and to be in his office at 9 am on Monday. Jerry was smirking they had me at four to one with their versions.
I was shaking. John asked if I wanted to phone Don to come and collect me. I declined. The day until then had been so good, I didn’t want it to end like this. I wanted to tell Don about this in my own way, not a phone call. He would probably believe Jerry’s version.
I’m actually glad I returned. Helen and Ann were worried about me. I explained what had happened. They hugged me. I had another glass of wine and Jim asked me to dance again. He was so good for me then. He told me I was the most graceful dancer here and one of the most beautiful. He boosted me when I felt so low. He did not try anything on. He’s just a really nice person, like Don is mostly.
When the band came on they were so loud Helen, Ann and I walked around the outside, playing some of the stalls. Ann was amazed at the lighting, in the hall and outside. When the band had come on, the hall lights had dimmed making a more romantic feel. Pity about the music being so LOUD!
We ended up having a swim and jacuzzi. I was really enjoying this. The salesman was happy with three lovely ladies in his pool. We attracted a few more. As I relaxed, I asked him about how much space it needed for delivery. Don and I had a big enough of a plot for this or its big sister. He said the main problem was the wiring but I said it was my husband who had wired him this morning. He had been impressed with Don. Everyone is impressed with Don. Hell, I was impressed when we went over the plans. I should take more notice of his work.
The DJ took over for the last hour and we returned, slightly wrinkled to the hall. Whatever I had thought about the lights when we were planning it, I never envisioned what was now happening. The whole auditorium was changing colour, subtle reds, greens and blues. As you danced, it felt like you were being caressed with the lights.
I had four or five dances before having what we thought was the last dance with Jim. Each of the men behaved themselves. I was getting aroused as my nipples are sensitive but I wasn’t looking to get fucked and neither were any of them.
The DJ brought everyone onto the floor in three circles and started the hokey cokey. I haven’t done that since school. Some people may have had more than they should have or they are just uncoordinated. Everyone was laughing, it was so funny.
The final was Auld Lang Syne. The running in, naked body to naked body was something else. Afterwards we headed to retrieve our clothes. I looked longingly at the swim pool as we passed. Helen told me, “if you get it, I’ll be your swim partner.” They didn’t have room for one.
On the bus everyone was so happy. The event was deemed a success. There were a lot praising the décor and lights.
As we were dropped off Helen asked, “What’s wrong?”
I sighed, “I have to tell Don what happened. If I wake him he’ll want to know. I don’t know how to tell him without him thinking I was all for it. I’ll have to be as quiet as a mouse so not to wake him.”
Helen said, “Come home with me. I’ll take you home in the morning. Text him.”
That’s what I did. I said, “I’m going to Helen’s so as not to disturb you. She’ll bring me home. I haven’t fucked anyone. I love you.”
I sent another one, “Everyone raved about your light shows!”
The Next Day
When I woke up, I saw the texts from Jenni. I wanted to believe her. From my time with Bob and Helen, I didn’t think Helen would cover for her. I had time before she came home to view the scenes if there were any. There were six.
The one with Jenni was the one I focussed on. The microphone picked up all that Jerry had said. I was grateful my friend had stopped it. I could see Jenni’s response as Jerry said it was consensual. Four to one. I would have to explain to Jenni how I knew and how John would have the evidence.
Later that morning I called John and arranged to meet him. There was one other video which distressed me.
We met in an almost empty diner. John saw I was troubled.
“Don, have you spoken with Jenni?”
“No. She hasn’t been home yet. I do know what happened to her.”
“She said she wouldn’t do that over the phone.”
“She hasn’t called me. John, when I looked at the venue, I saw areas which I thought could be used for extracurricular activities outside the main areas. As I wired the event, I ran extra power to enable me to place very small miniature cameras which would not be seen. I covered the bar as well in case drinks were spiked. Two bar staff looked like they were skimming, adding to their tips.
“I have the video of what happened to Jenni which shows it was not consensual. You’ll hear Jerry and co talking about what they were going to do to her as they prepared the area. I’ll ask Jenni if she wants to press charges. If not I shall explain the error of his ways to him.
“There are four other incidents which appear to be consensual sex, I have copied them for you. I haven’t watched them other than the beginning.”
John butted it, “If that’s all why are you so down? There are married couples who work for me, if it is them, I don’t see a real problem. If not, there could be some. But what is wrong? Do you think Jenni left with someone?”
“John, the other sexual encounter was between your wife Dee and two men. I haven’t watched it after recognising who was involved. That is on this USB stick. I’m so sorry. You don’t deserve this.”
I could have ignored it but had it been the other way round I would have wanted John to tell me.
John smiled. I was confused.
“Don, I have suspected but had no proof. I will view it and deal with it. She will be gone. I suspect I know the two gentlemen. They will be fired and their wives informed. Thank you.
“Now you better go and speak to Jenni. I don’t think that will be easy. Tell her not to come in until ten tomorrow. I’ll have dealt with those four. Let me know if she wishes the Police involved. I’ll certainly testify as will the security who did an excellent job. Thank you for the recommendation.
“You have earned a great deal of respect for your abilities and going beyond to help make the event the success it was. I will be in touch regarding our new building and the Muir permanent upgrade. Everyone was blown over by the light show last night, way beyond what I expected. Maybe next year, when the upgrades are done, we will have it again but with partners.”
He laughed at my shocked face.
“I’m shocked to say that it really was good. I’ll let Jenni explain.”
I had returned home about 15 minutes before Jenni arrived. Helen and Bob came in with her. Jenni was nervous and Helen was trying to support her.
I offered tea, coffee but no one wanted anything.
I asked, “How did it go? I hope you aren’t sunburnt cause I was just about and I had my working clothes on.”
Only Bob laughed.
“Is there a problem?” I asked gently.
Jenni took a deep breath. “Don, I love you. You have supported me, encouraged me to achieve my dreams. I have never apologised to you for my actions with Jerry and the others. I am deeply ashamed of what I did. I will never forget how I have hurt you and our relationship. I’m truly sorry but I know I have broken your trust and we cannot go on the way we have been.
“Before I tell you about the event, I want to say that everyone was enthralled by what you achieved. I had seen the plans, worked on them with you but never envisioned what we saw. It made the venue the best I have ever seen and many felt likewise. John made a point of telling everyone standing near me that you were responsible.