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“Simone, are you all right.”
No Simone was not all right, I had come home yesterday to find that her husband had buggered off permanently and to the other side of the world. It was utterly unexpected. No, I was not all right at all but this presentation was important.

“Yes, Sir Rodney, I slept very badly last night I am so very sorry.”

“No, I don’t think you are my dear, what is wrong this can wait until you are less tired and distracted.”

No it couldn’t, because then it would be her boss who would give the presentation and take all the credit. Simone assured Sir Rodney that she really was fine and went on and completed the exposition on the progress with their project.

“Right now, you have finished, tell me the truth. The well being of our staff is important and that is not just to sound good and the ever efficient and capable Simone is visibly not right today.”
That is when it grew embarrassing because his kindly concern was the straw that broke the camel’s back and I broke down completely. In a semi-coherent flood of tears, I told him everything all the time thinking I have totally screwed this up.

“Right my dear, you are in no fit state to work let alone do something which I know is important to you. Just hand over the notes and we will both pretend that you gave the presentation flawlessly. As far as your idiot of a boss is concerned you were superb and I will tell him so. In fact, he will fear for his job and with reason your far more competent than he will ever be. But don’t worry about that I am going to be a very bad man and haul you off whether you liking it or not. I have a dinner party this evening and you are going to partner my oldest friend as we have odd numbers.”

Simone didn’t feel like it but that Sir Rodney was being nice and considerate and complimentary beyond what she deserved she didn’t argue. Anyway, it would be a distraction.
Sir Rodney proved to be as decisive as usual of she was whisked in his Jaguar limousine, a quick stop at her house to pick up a suitable dress and change for tomorrow as she would be staying the night, then off to his beautiful house in the country near Westerham. A large old half-timbered manor house it was luxury itself.

Lady Frances having clearly been forewarned swept her up and took her off to bathe and freshen up. Then feeling refreshed and much more myself I accompanied my hostess downstairs knowing that I looked pretty good. It did a lot for my morale.

The other guests were pretty boring apart from my dinner partner who was fascinating. Sir Marcus Pennyroyal was a very distinguished bio-chemist now partially retired, oh and very easy on Simone’s eyes. Silver haired and distinguished, his age did nothing to detract from his attractions.

The meal was lovely and by then end I was largely back to my old self. The rest of the guests departed leaving just the four of them sitting in a cosy room seated on sofa’s either side of a log fire.

Rodney and Frances were on one sofa and were being openly affectionate. I was sitting on the other with Marcus. Whilst his arm was not around me it was resting along the back of the sofa. The invitation was clear and I smiled and moved closer to him accepting the invitation. The artfully placed arm came down around my shoulders as I snuggled up. The evening was proving to be very interesting as it was clear that Sir Rodney was matching-making.

I should have been concerned at the way things were going but was totally relaxed, the day that had started so terribly was ending rather well.

Opposite her Rodney was openly caressing his wife’s breast through her dress I smiled and moved even closer to Marcus, whose hand moved higher and closer to my bust. I gave a happy sigh noticing that Rodney now had his hand inside the bodice and I felt a hand gently caressing mine.

“You don’t have to be subtle, I am quite happy with the way this is going.”

The hand went inside and slid across my sensitive skin. Whilst it was gentle the caress was not in the least diffident. Across the room the married couple were smiling broadly and Frances leant forward so her husband could undo the zip of the dress. I did the same with Marcus, with predictably the same result.

It did not take long for both us to completely come out of our dresses showing off our tits to the pleasure of both men.

“How far are you prepared to go Simone?”

“Oh, the whole way, I assure you. I am thoroughly enjoying this and feeling very naughty.“

“I knew we would be good friends.” replied Frances in overt approval of my daring behaviour.
Then she stood up to pull off the rest of her dress to reveal all she had on was a tiny thong. I did the same showing I too was wearing an equally tiny scrap of fabric. Both of these items followed the dresses and naked we sat down again and started undressing the men. With all four of us naked at first, we indulged in some heavy petting. I am normally fairly reserved but that evening I was an active and enthusiastic participant. Then Marcus stood up and gathered me in his arms, no mean feat as whilst slim I am not a delicate little thing. Off he carried me to his bedroom with its grand bed.

“Sure?” he asked me even though I was visibly wet down below.

“Absolutely, now for heavens sake fuck me.”

So he did, with skill and enthusiasm varying the pace so as to bring me nearly to climax before letting me down again then bringing me back to a higher point. When eventually I did cum in was intense, very intense. It was only later as I was drifting off to sleep cuddled up to him that she realised that he had cum as well since I was full of his semen.

The next morning, I woke briefly to see him getting dressed. Marcus smiled at her, in a gentle fashion coming back over to the bed to give her a languid kiss.

“Go back to sleep, beautiful girl, something seems to have tired you out.”

I was very tired from the previous day’s emotional roller coaster as much as the enthusiastic sex and cataclysmic orgasm so drifted off again. When I came round Marcus was gone so I stretched luxuriantly and lay back languidly in the comfortable bed. The bedding was of the highest quality and felt wonderful

A gentle knock on the door proved to be Frances who had little more on than I did myself. What she did have was a tray with coffee and croissant.

“The boys are off playing golf, ghastly game in my opinion but they enjoy it. I hope you will have breakfast with me.”

“Thank you that would be rather nice, that coffee smells heavenly.”

“Well since you are half French, I thought you would go for coffee rather than tea. Do you mind if I climb in beside you?”

I said sure and we breakfasted side by side. Any observer would have found it a curious sight to near naked women eating breakfast but it felt quite comfortable to me. I knew that I should be concerned on where I was being led but found that it didn’t bother me even though it should.

“I hope that the end to last night isn’t something that you now regret we did rather railroad you into it.”

“I could have said no, or tried to avoid. I didn’t and what is more, didn’t want too. It was by a mile the naughtiest thing I have ever done and I loved it.”

“Well I warn you it will get naughtier if you let is and our friends are as bad. This lane only has three houses in it and the woods at the back belong to us. That makes for a lot of privacy so since none of the three ladies are terribly bothered about nudity and of course our men folk love that. Our one problem is the odd number, four men and three women.”

“Ah you obliquely asking what I think?”

“Exploring rather than asking for as I said we are pretty adventurous and if you let us, we will totally corrupt you. Have you ever gone with a woman?”

“No, but I have wondered about it. I certainly don’t think I am utterly straight.”

Simone looked at me and both of us smiled, Frances leant forward and kissed me gently. Those lips were very soft and that first kiss was brief. I realised that I needed to react so pulled Frances head down for a second embrace which this time was far longer and considerably more passionate.

Kisses led to us playing first with each other’s breasts and then our hands moved to our crotches. Oh, my did I enjoy screwing women I was a total convert.

When the men came back, they joined in. I spent a lot of the weekend being by one of other of them. Yes, I did get screwed by my boss whilst I was eating Frances out, whilst she in turn was being screwed by Marcus. It was a proper orgy and I loved it.

I am not sure at what point that day I made the decision to give in to my adventurous inclinations and allow myself to be utterly corrupted but I cannot claim that it wasn’t conscious and deliberate. The reserved and cautious Simone was abandoned for ever. A decision that I never subsequently regretted.

I went home Sunday evening and came into the office Monday morning to be called in for a rollicking by my arsehole of a boss. Who dismissed me from his presence and then went off to find Sir Rodney. As far as I can tell I was in the wrong for nothing other than doing what Rodney had told me to do. Apparently, I should have refused to give the blasted presentation and instead waited for Monday morning. That Rodney wanted it then and had told me to give it was neither here nor there

Well that went horribly wrong for him, as he told some porky pies. The thing was, Rodney knew and could prove that they were lies. The head of personnel was called in, the proof was provided and arsehole left the building without a reference. I was then called into Rodney’s office.

“Well that idiot finally shot himself in the foot in a way that I could prove. Blaming a subordinate for your failings is disreputable at best but then lying about it is gross misconduct. I like to be sympathetic to those who struggle but not under such circumstances. Simone, my dear I want two things of you.”

“Which are?”

“First take over the whole shebang not just the Coleus Project, but the entire department taking in overall management responsibility for the other projects where weak leadership have led to less than optimal performance. Totally separate from last weekend I have been watching your efforts and they impress me. That why what we did happened, none of us are attracted to people with lesser ability.”

“I accept. I don’t deny that I want to get hold of Primula and Opuntia, they could do better. What is the second?”

“Come to stay next weekend. I want to have a dinner party with the other two neighbours that I mentioned. I think you can guess how it will end up.”

“Mm yes please. I think that will be fun.”

“Good. Back to business you will report directly to me. Have a chat with Diane about a raise. Also, I would like you to attend the board meetings, starting on Thursday, as an observer. I want you to be an insider with the knowledge of the company’s strategy.”

To explain what our company does. We develop project strategies for medium size firms. Ones that are big enough they can join the big boys but do not have the management resources to plan that growth. Often the solution is that they get taken over, swallowed up. Instead we offer an alternative of planning the development for them and finding the funding.

All our projects are named after plants to keep them anonymous. Some are bespoke for specific clients some are more generalised that we then adapt to client needs. I am involved on the more general projects and had been bringing an older strategy up to date. The other two I had mentioned to Rodney were similar.

The problem with them was that the managers in charge were older and rather hide bound. Modern tech and a changing world made them close to obsolescent. From chatting to colleagues working in those sections I had a fair idea of what needed to be done. A lot of it was what had been in my appalling presentation last Friday. Badly presented but the content was still the right one.

I chatted to Diane our Head of Personnel, about the new job and the salary that went with it. I was pleasantly surprised the raise was a very big one.

I had another nice surprise when Marcus phoned me and asked if he could take me out to dinner. There was a newly opened Italian restaurant in the west end and it was fabulous. The meal was superb though I found myself working out how they could improve their business model.

After the meal however there were no such distractions Marcus came home to my flat as we decided to have coffee there. I put the coffee on in the kitchen and then decided to be daring. Underneath my dress I was wearing a corset and thong so I just removed the dress and put it over the kitchen chair. No corny lines about slipping into something more comfortable I just did it.

“Now that my dear is a lovely sight. Oh, and you look nice like that as well.”

I put down the coffee and sat beside him but was pulled onto his lap. With great skill he extracted by tits and started playing with them. It was lovely and so relaxed. We drank out coffee and cognac whilst progressively losing our clothes. Well in my case that was just the thong. Once we had finished our drinks I had been raised to a state of considerable arousal.
I lowered myself onto his cock and bounced up and down. I could see myself in the picture mirror, I certainly looked a sexy tart and I was enjoying it. When we had finished, I took Marcus off to bed it was the first time I had slept there with anyone other than my blasted hubby. Somehow with Marcus it was so much more relaxing. I woke early and we made love again before having a shower together.

So, it was a relaxed and satiated Simone that arrived at the office. I decided that I would have a meeting of all three teams and tell them exactly what was happening. Clarity, honesty and transparency.

It went well on one level, not so well with my immediate subordinates who yesterday morning had been senior to me. One of them stormed off to see Rodney and gave him an ultimatum. One of us goes him or me; it was him.

As for the other team leader he was calmer. An older man who was approaching retirement who was willing to admit he was finding the new environment a struggle. After some negotiation we agreed that he would share management of the team with his brightest subordinate with him slowly going part time as Karim took over and gained confidence. An ideal solution as he had decades of experience and I benefited from his discretely proffered advice. Behind his rather formal exterior, John was a sweetie.

My plans to work late were interrupted by Frances saying that she wanted to go out shopping with me. A lot of the shopping seemed to involve me getting some quite sexy stuff some of it downright kinky like the PVC boot, gloves and corset. I was beginning to get an inkling what I had got myself into. The days of me being a good girl were drawing to a close and I found I didn’t care. Who am I k**ding they had already drawn to a close last weekend.

Rodney was up in Leeds doing some deal with an engineering firm so Frances and I ended up at my flat. We ordered an Indian take-away which meant I was normally dressed when it arrived but once the door was closed, I was stripped and re-dressed in the kinky gear that Frances chose for me. Once we ate our meal then we were each other’s desert. First, I got my pussy munched whilst doing the same and then later we had fun with a double dildo.

For the second night in a row I slept with a lover in a double bed. The next morning, we got up late as I had the day off since I was going to see the solicitor to discuss the divorce. I produced the letter he had left for me which was a pretty clear case of desertion. The solicitor I went to had been recommended by Rodney, a tall elegant woman by the name of Stefany Gilbert who gave a great air of competence.

I worked hard all week after that getting my new team turned towards a better course. I mixed them up a bit to get a better balance between experiences and innovation. On Thursday I attended the board meeting as an observer, though I did give a report as to what I had done already with my new department and what I planned to do. It was a far more lucid presentation than previously. even though this one was not planned. Regardless it met with general approval.

It was tiring and at lunchtime on Friday I knew that I was going to need the weekend to recharge my batteries. In wandered Rodney who kissed me on the cheek and told me to be ready by four. Then he made himself popular. I was getting off at four so he decided to apply this to the rest of us.

“I realise that between Simone and myself we have upset your world a bit, so go off at four and for any of you who want to go down the pub here is a couple of hundred towards the whip.”
Sneaky fellow he knew from me and others that some of the more innovative ideas were arrived at with a glass of wine or beer but usually earlier in the evening rather than later.

Anyway, at four we all pushed off but I was in the big boss’s car once we were out of town, we had a bit of a snog. It hadn’t occurred to me then but if I was playing with Frances it was equally acceptable to play with Rodney.

“What will the driver think?”

“Oh Sergei has some interesting home life himself that is why he has this job. I took him on when some po faced idiots took exception to things that were none of their business and dismissed him.”

By now my blouse was undone and he was fondling my tits. By the time we got to his home my knickers were in my handbag and I was feeling thoroughly randy. It turned out that Marcus and Frances were in the hot tub fucking away so we joined them. There is a great deal of pleasure in being fucked with your girlfriend beside you so you can kiss and play with each other tits.

I could have course come down to the house the next evening as the dinner party was on Saturday, but we had some preparations to do that did not involve food. All of the women besides me happily did anal and so far it was not something I had tried. When Frances had brought up the subject the previous Tuesday, I had said a tentative yes. On her advice since then I had been wearing increasingly larger butt plugs. Now was the time to try a real cock.

After dinner for which none of us had bothered getting dressed we went into the lounge. After a fair amount of fore-play, out came the lube. It started off slowly and hurt a bit but Marcus was careful and soon I got to like it. Frances and Rodney had been spectators up to this point but at the clear evidence of my excitement, Frances maybe could have resisted longer, but didn’t want to. Soon the pair of us were on all fours being buggered side by side. The end result was very noisy, so it was a good job it was a large detached house.

The next day was fun, it had been agreed that all four of us would be involved in the cooking and preparation, Marcus who I discovered was a talented cook would do the desert and the vegetables for the main course. Rodney would look after the table and drinks. I was in charge of the starter and Frances the main, Tournedos Rossini. It was all carefully planned that none of us would have that much to do.

It also meant that we had time for a nice bit of nooky both morning and afternoon. Nothing too energetic but somehow the knowledge of what was going to happen after dinner had us in a constant state of arousal.

The guests started arriving but I was in the kitchen making sure that everything was fine. It had been planned that way so that I could make an entrance during the quarter of an hour when the food was in the oven and all we could do was wait.

The way we were dressed was a hint as to what was to come Frances and I were in short cocktail dresses with no underwear and thigh high boots. My dress was turquoise satin with midnight blue suede boots whereas Frances was all in black.

Frances checked that all was well in the kitchen and took me through to introduce me to the other guests. Teddy was the head of a small, discreet and very prosperous, merchant bank whereas Thomas owned an engineering firm. It was their wives however that gave me the surprise. Ingrid in a white cocktail dress and white leather boots was the finance director of our firm and the other wife was Stefany, the solicitor that Rodney had recommended. Stefany this time instead of a dark business suit was wearing a dress covered in sequins and with it very high heeled fawn boots that made her even taller.

The dinner went like clockwork and we retired to the lounge for our coffee. We chatted for a while and I was wondering how they would start the planned orgy when Frances came and took my hand and led me over to Teddy. Ingrid got up as we approached and went over to Marcus whilst Stefany moved to site on Rodney’s lap.

With all us women installed on a man other than our partners lap we started kissing. It was all very relaxed but our dresses got removed and none of us had anything else on other than the boots. After prolonged and unhurried foreplay all us girls were bouncing up and down on our partners laps.

Then we swapped around a bit more and this time when the bouncing began, we were all being buggered. I found that Thomas was careful to let me get used to his cock but I was very turned on and it was lovely. I felt so stuffed, it is difficult to explain unless you have tried it with a considerate lover who tales care.

Life progressed for me. At work I got my teams into order and I was pleased to see that the malaise that had affected them was dispelled and they were far more effective but also a lot happier at work. It is amazing what getting rid of two managers who are arseholes and reducing the stress on a third can do.

As for my sex life I was going back with Rodney every weekend now and sometimes during the week. It was an open secret at work that something was going on but nobody guessed what. I would admit that I was seeing one of Rodney’s friends and no more.

The divorce was more complicated because my bastard of a husband would only communicate to make demands. In the end it was looking like we could limit what he would get to half the house. The fact that he was abroad and was unwilling to disclose just how much he had got stashed away didn’t sit well with the court. I did ask myself why I had married such an arsehole but the truth was that I was young and he was handsome and dazzling. In pretty much every way the opposite of Marcus and my new friends.

Rodney and Frances of course knew all this about the house and they made the lovely offer that instead of just coming down for weekends and the odd weeknight why not make it permanent. After all Marcus lived with them and we were now an item. I went from a suburban semi-detached house to living in a Tudor manor house.

Of course, I was regularly taking part in orgies both all eight of us and us girls together. I found out that both Ingrid and Rodney’s secretaries had long since been seduced and occasionally would join in. Also, recently Teddy’s cousin who worked for him and been corrupted and was getting increasingly friendly with the other two secretaries. Annoyingly we had an odd number again we openly discussed recruiting another woman.

The men were going off for a golf weekend to Portugal so on Friday night Ingrid, myself and the two secretaries piled in her car and headed home. Stefany was already home and had joined Frances as had Amie, Teddy’s cousin. Kinky bitches that we were on arrival we stripped and all of us put on PVC boots and gloves the entire length of our arms and legs. We stayed that was for the entire weekend.

Fisting is so much easier when you are wearing PVC gloves. We did pretty much everything I fucked and buggered several of the girls with a strap on and they did the same to me. But an eighth girl would be so much more fun.

This was resolved when we took on a new project that for me was very close to home. Marcus was officially retired but still maintained a lab where as he put it, he tinkered. This tinkering had resulted in a bacterium that fed on plastic. Principally cellophane but it would munch though any plastic in time plus any organic contaminants. This meant that feed food waste into a culture and it would all get consumed. No more plastic in landfill and even better the bacteria excreted ethanol which to you and me is alcohol.

This was a discovery of immense value. Every local authority charged with waste disposal would be biting out hands off to get rid of a lot of rubbish that previously could only be buried or burnt. What is more whilst nobody would drink the alcohol we produced, there were plenty of other uses for it and we could produce it very cheaply.

I say we, because now all patents were in place Marcus was ready to set up the company selling this valuable service. Who was going to put together the company? Well again me. It was to be kept very much kept in house. Stefany did all the legal stuff and would be on the board, as company secretary. Where would this get finance from? Well a certain merchant bank known to all of us of course. In exchange for the funding they got a portion of the equity and would provide the finance director. Guess who?

As for the company structure that would be me designing the whole lot. None of the usual working it out as we went along and hopefully learning from any mistakes. It would all be planned and worked out in advance which also meant it could be properly costed and factored into our pricing. When the new firm was launched, I was offered the post of administration director. I had better get it right I would be using my own administrative structure.

I was somewhat shell shocked because this would start out as a medium sized company but would clearly grow astronomically fast. A lot of the work my team and I were doing in planning the company was how we would achieve exponential growth.

Relevant to my sex life I got to have my own secretary who could be summed up as a well organised little fruit pie. The girl was an unashamed tart but incredibly efficient, she was the daughter of one of Rodney’s friends. Apparently, she had a reputation and he offered to help the friend out by giving her a job. Don’t mention the orgies folks.

That weekend was fun because Natalie came and joined in now, we had even numbers again. Eight girls and four men. The normal idea of a civilised meal on Saturday night just didn’t wash that weekend. All twelve of us were fucking on and off all weekend. It had been warm the last couple of weeks and today was scorching. For once having a swimming pool in England was worth it. We were in and out of nearly as much as we were in and out of each other.

Rodney and I had both been working late so arrive back home, what a lovely word for me home, at nearly eight. All the others were their but considering some were still dressed, not long. We were stripped by the sexy secretaries. A plate of food was shoved in my hand I had my pussy munched whilst I was eating it. Marcus fucked me as I ate a bowl of strawberries and cream and sipped my champers. This was definitely the life.

The weird things was that whilst spending the weekends in a hell of a lot of sex we also did a lot of planning. All the engineering for the plastic eating plants were designed and produced by Thomas firm and in the process, we seem to have corrupted a couple of his design engineers and their spouses.

I ended up with another team working on allowing Thomas to expand as we would have a lot of work for him. Also, our profit potential went up when Marcus tinkered some more and came up with a mix for aviation fuel that used a mixture of standard fuel, our alcohol bye-product and some additive I didn’t fully understand. The new fuel was an advance, it provided six percent more range for the same weight, there was fifteen less carbon dioxide in the exhaust and it we could sell it cheaper. Loads more money and we were being green as well.

My divorce was still being a pain as without doing anything that was required of him, I was still being fought all they way. Since I was now being paid more then the original agreement should be changed to reflect this or so his solicitors claimed. All the time we had no information as to his assets. I had in the past had to put up with his boasts how we would soon be rich but not just yet. The thing was that it was now half believable.

I was letting out all my frustrations whilst having a lovely screw. Marcus was taking me up the backside whilst Natalie used her tongue to excite my clit. Normally nothing would distract me from the exquisite pleasure. Across the room Frances had one double dildo up her cunt and a second up her arse. On the other end of both of them was Stefany. It was very contorted but it did look fun.

My bloody phone rang but I ignored it and a good few seconds later it rang off. Natalie was putting on a strap on with the intention that her and Marcus were going to double fuck me. The dratted phone went of again. Reluctantly I accepted that with my more prominent position in life that it may be important so I grabbed it and answered.

At the other end was a man with a Chinese accent that I didn’t recognise who asked me to confirm that I was Simone Campion. Well until the divorce was finalised, I was though I wanted to revert to my maiden name Beauchamp.

“Yes, I am Simone Campion who is this please?”

“I am Station Inspector Cheung of the Singapore police. I apologise for this but I have to confirm some details to ensure I am talking to the correct person. Your husband is Jack Campion is it not. Would you be able to tell me his date of birth please?”

I noticed that it was an international number so had an inclination that it was related to my husband doing a runner. Hopefully the bastard hadn’t been arrested for something serious. That was all I needed being embroiled in something like a fraud case.
“With respect station inspector I too would like to do some verification that you are who you claim you are.”

“Very wise. I am based at Changi would you like to obtain the number yourself and call me back. There is only one person of my name and rank in the Changi station so just ask for me.”
I did all this and he confirmed that I was indeed the person he wanted. The came the bad news or so he thought, my bloody husband was dead. The circumstances were not quite clear but for the identification they had used DNA evidence. I didn’t enquire how he had died though I got the suspected that it wasn’t very pleasant. Still the important thing was though they knew of him beforehand he was not accused of any crime. I got the impression he had got killed before he got caught.

The news of your spouse’s death would normally kybosh any party but not me I told everyone who all new the situation and we went back to fucking. I got double done and then pulled on a strap on and returned the compliment. There wasn’t a lot that could be done about dead hubbies at the weekend so we just went on with our normal life.

Despite the impression I may have given that was not all sex. It was certainly useful having my solicitor on hand. The consultation was unusual as were both lying naked on inflatable mattress floating in the swimming pool all the time playing with ourselves and each other.

The follow up in Monday was more conventional but the phone call was rather more personal than most such calls. Apparently, the same solicitors who were dealing with the divorce were also dealing with the will and the silly bastard hadn’t changed it. They were still being awkward bur confirmed that the date on the will was one month after we had married. Mine had been the same though unlike his was superseded right after he left. They were mirror wills the pre-deceasing partner willed everything to their spouse. In other words, I got the lot.

I didn’t have the details of what I had inherited and that was the week when we launched Plastophage Ltd. Already we had two contracts in place and were going to start processing at the beginning of the month. I was due to resign from my present job when I became a director but this would not be until operations started.

I met Stefany for lunch, nowadays a not infrequent event. I never ceased to be amused at the difference between the workaday Stefany all conservative professional and the out of hours Stefers the dirty little tart. Today she was visibly excited and animated, the restaurant wasn’t that busy and she asked for a quiet table. Most of the diners were outside on the terrace so they had no trouble with her request. Whilst she played footsie with me under the table, she told me the cause of the excitement.

“I put pressure on those awkward bastards who are reluctantly opening up or risking a formal complaint. They are not happy bunnies. I got a rough estimate how much you dearly departed hubby had stashed.”

“How much? Also, how much will go on inheritance tax.”

“Well for the tax not that much he was quite good at getting it away from the tax man. After tax and legal fees over eight million.”

I sprayed my wine over the table in a most inelegant fashion. I had been hoping for a few hundred thousand at most. No wonder he was being coy about how much he had.

“Our awkward little friends at my opponents are in an awkward position as they clearly did have the information that the court order required being disclosed. In exchange for ceasing all proceedings so they don’t get caught I am going to insist they waive their fees. You my darling have made my day. Any chance of taking a couple of hours off I am feeling horny.”

Marcus and I had rented a flat just around the corner from my office for just such assignations. I rang Natalie and told her I would be back later as I was with Stefany. My darling secretary made a ribald comment that was pretty close to the truth.

We undressed each other and kissed before undoing our formal hair do’s. Both of us were giggly taking a couple of hours off in the middle of the working day was naughty but we were senior people so could. To think I had never slept with a woman this time the previous year. Stefers pussy tasted so nice and she seemed to be having a good time with mine. I certainly enjoyed what she was doing

The next months was manic and it all started off very well with Plastophage getting a number of other contracts. Our good planning meant that was could except these without disrupting things. What is more a major airline was trialling our improved fuel.

Then the proverbial hit the fan due to a tabloid article about debauchery in City firms. Natalie had a copy on my desk when I came in. The real surprise was that it wasn’t about us. None of the usual suspects was involved. Instead it mentioned, Diane our head of personnel by name and also a merchant banker who just happened to be Ingrid and Teddy’s son in law.


What the article alleged was that they were attending a up-market swingers club. Needless to say, the head or personnel being a swinger caused quite a bit of gossip. I walked along to Rodney’s office but he was busy. It was useful Toni his secretary being one of our little group as she happily told me that it was unsurprisingly Diane who was in with him. Instead I went to see Ingrid.

“Well this is a right screw up isn’t it darling. Bloody Miles and Josh are already making it clear that we should give her the old heave ho. If they only knew.”

Miles was a non-executive director who held a substantial shareholding, Josh was less important but very loud and famously a prig. The kind of guy who wanted to ban staff from not only drinking at work but after as well. There had been quite a spectacular row in the boardroom when Diane told him that this wasn’t legal. It wasn’t surprising that he was now gunning for her as he had the reputation of being a vengeful little sod.

No decision was made at the weekly board meeting but the pressure to get rid of Diana was not inconsiderable. Josh threatened to resign and whilst Miles did go that far he wasn’t happy. Rodney and Ingrid were of course supportive. I had an idea which I discussed with Rodney which he thought was a good idea. I purchased Mile’s shares and replaced him as non-executive director two days after I left the company to join Plastophage. Josh just carried out his threat and good riddance to him.

Diana and her other half were invited to come and stay for the weekend. By Friday evening I was sucking on her tits whilst her partner Donal fucked me. They had promised the board that they would not go back to the swinger’s club. Nothing was said about joining three other members in regular orgies. They immediately started looking around for a house within walking distance.

As for Ingrid and Teddy’s son in law, Ben he resigned from the bank and came to work for Plastophage instead. What was fun though was that when the couple were invited to come and join us Valerie his wife and Ingrid and Ted’s daughter asked if they would invite Helga their other daughter as well. They said yes and so did Helga and her boyfriend.

So, our group gained six members that weekend. Helga was a little unsure at first but by Saturday night was as enthusiastic as the rest of us. What we had got into the habit of by this time was flitting between the houses using the woods at the back to conceal how little we wore.

As for the reporter who started all this, he came a cropper. Because he published a follow up story about the organiser of the swingers club that was provably false. Stefany offered her services pro bono and the paper quickly came to a settlement which involved a rather blanket retraction of the story which squashed both the true and false parts.

I had come a long way in a few months from frustrated and stressed middle manager to well satisfied and very adventurous company director. Plastophage grew as fast as predicted and went international within a couple of months. The airline had concluded the trial on the fuel and was buying as much as we had. On the last Friday in August we had already moved into profit despite ambitious expansion.

I was lying in bed with Marcus one Saturday morning having enjoyed a nice morning threesome that also involved Natalie. As sex went it was fairly relaxed and reflected just how comfortable with each other we were. Natalie had wandered off to get in the sauna so it was just the two of us.

“I have an idea Simone. Being managing director takes up too much of my time and doesn’t allow me to tinker. I have a few ideas I want to develop and running Plastophage is getting in the way.”

“I can see that darling, so what is your masterplan?”

“Oh fairly simple, I become chairman and only get involved to a limited degree and instead you become the managing director. Let’s face it you do it superbly well. Also, as it the place expands your old job is to big for one person so we appoint some of our friends to directorships splitting the responsibilities.”

“That is a bit scary to go up so fast. Now come here I want a kiss and a cuddle with just you for a change.”

I was bouncing up and down on his cock which was always one of my favourite positions and his. Apparently, Marcus loved watching my tits wobble as we fucked. Personally, I was more worried about one of them hitting me in the eye. Still despite him being an absolutely lovely man he was still a man and liked seeing naked women. Nowadays he got to see quite a few of them.

I became MD and Marcus went back to tinkering. That tinkering improved the formula which had two effects. The new fuel was marginally more efficient which saved airlines more money but more important reduced the amount of carbon dioxide produced by half. Between our interlinked companies we were now developing a marine engine for large ships. The company’s growth was insane and most of the profits were being ploughed back in to expand. Even so having used the rest of the money from my dear departed husband to buy share options I was becoming a very wealthy woman.

The original eight of us plus Diane and her husband were having a civilised dinner party though us girls were dressed in a fashion more appropriate to one of the more adventurous clubs. Take me my dress was just layers of sheer fabric that didn’t conceal much paired with lovely soft boots and gloves that completely covered my legs and arms. The younger people were off playing somewhere probably at the house that Ingrid and Ted’s daughters had bought jointly nearby.

As we laid back later semi-naked, I did think how things had changed since I made a mess of that presentation. I was part of this colony of very naughty but also incredibly capable people. I didn’t think it could go any further except it could my beloved developed his aviation fuel into rocket fuel.

That rocket fuel was demonstrated to the European Space Agency who had ambitions plans of their own. It served their purposes wonderfully so not only was Plastophage the fasting growing company on the planet it was also a major partner in Pharos Programme, Europe’s plan to return mankind to the moon

A whole load of us were lying back severely under-dressed as Marcus invention powered the first man flight to the moon for many decades. As we saw the rocket lift off on television Marcus asked me to put on a coat. I got my favourite cloak and so wearing only that and nothing else other than my kinky boots we went outside. It was ruddy chilly a bright cold night with the moon very large and clear. It was very beautiful and we stood there cuddling when he asked me to marry him. The cold no longer mattered because I felt very warm inside.

Then on Mayday we very respectably got married in the local church and I became Lady Simone. Of course, after the official reception was over, we celebrated with an orgy.