cuckolding gone wrong

Hi Timmy, sorry I haven't touched base lately, I've been away and had no access. I am loving the twists and turns of the story and the way you are managing all the various subplots! I've read all but the last 2 additions, (which I'm saving to read later) and have to tell you that what you call "the boring stuff" is often what makes the difference between a good story and a great one.
M, the factory, employee problems, Red's issues, Michelle's emotions, Cindy...It's the stuff that rounds out the characters and makes them feel more like real people - nobody just has sex all the time! You're doing a great job of it, and it keeps us interested and on pins and needles to see what happens next - thanks for sharing your talents!

Timmy

That was a very hot S&M scene. I liked Cindy's concern about how Peter was feeling. I can't wait to hear about the email from Red.

Thanks

GH

i'm with gh, dying to hear about the email. you must have been taking lesmisters from gh, timmy, you make us really care about your characters. Very well done and thank you. priss

Timmy, What can I say. I can hardly keep pace with Peter's slowly revealing nature. Your are making him an incredibly complex but wonderful character. Able and willing to stand so much but remain his own man as well. Its a difficult balance that you seem to manage with ease. Thanks for giving him to us.

Timmy, What a great story, you are going such a great job. Thanks for sharing your gift with us all.
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All caught up, and loved it! You seem to have an intimate knowledge of some fairly sophisticated S&M techniques. Hmmmm...
Peak is correct about the way you have made Peter very multi-dimensional. Very nice work - it belies your comment about being a rank amateur. Thanks again for writing!

WOW I'm overwhelmed by your kind words. Thank you very, very much.

Stormy no matter what you say compared to you and GH, I am a rank amateur. All I ever did before was captions and a couple of short and pretty hard core FemDomme stories that I posted in my yahoo group.

I never expected this thing to grow like this. I just caught up in it and the characters. I'm going to take a break after the next segment. Some carpal tunnel issues that make it hard to type since I actually use all of my ten fingers. LOL

I'm not abandoning the story, just taking a break

“My dearest Peter aka toy,
I trust that this finds you well even after the ordeal at Cindy’s hands. I may have to try the zipper on you one day but I’m getting ahead of myself.

I’ve done a lot of soul searching, trying to figure out what I want for the rest of my life and I believe I’ve reached conclusions that will work for me in the long run. What is still unknown at this time is your reaction and Michelle’s. I have a pretty good idea that you’ll go along with what I have in mind but the big question mark is Michelle.

Your actions after my leaving played a huge part in my decision. Keeping the CB on even though I gave you back the key truly impressed both me and Cindy. Cindy is a very, very good friend and she had promised to keep an eye on you. So you might have gathered by now that I got quite detailed reports on you from her. Please don’t be mad at her. If you need to be angry, be it with me.

In plain English, you’ve passed an important test. I was truly touched and even cried a bit when you refused to take Cindy to Yoshie’s. That was really, really sweet of you. It sure floored Cindy. Until that time she thought of you as a subbie who had lost his Mistress a second time and would respond to any command given by her in effort to please her and maybe find a new “home”. It never entered her mind that you were so committed to me even after the way I left you hanging in the wind.

By the way, she got a big bang out of the way you handled M that night. Please be careful, I don’t know what she’s up to but watch your back. Now to something else.

Remember we talked about having my parents over for Thanksgiving, playing some golf and stuff like that. Well I still want this to happen but not at home but at my parent’s house. You are herewith formally invited to a Thanksgiving dinner cooked by Mom and you. Yes babe you will not get out of cooking the turkey.

I sincerely hope that you can get here on Tuesday night because I still want to play golf with you and my Dad on Wednesday. I’ll make all the arrangements. Michelle is going to fly down here already on Sunday and she and I will spend some alone time. I hope that she can accept what I have in mind for our future.

Please come by car and don’t forget to bring my clubs too. If you leave no later than eight in the morning, you should be able to get here by four in the afternoon. My parent’s place is a condo in the city and they don’t have a room for you so I’m going to make reservations for you in Bed and Breakfast a couple of blocks away. Please check in and stay there. I’ll come to you and we can talk.

I’ll send you all the details a few days before you have to leave.

I just want you know that I’ve missed you and I hope and pray that my plans work out the way I want them to.

Please reply with just “YES” or “NO”. As soon as I have your reply, that e-mail address will no longer work. Please respect my wishes in this. It is very important to me.

Please be careful, watch out for our company and have a safe trip. There I go assuming again but don’t think you’ll send a “NO”.

Be well babe till I see you.

Red aka Goddess Red”

Wow there it was, a chance things will work out. I was on cloud nine. Completely ignoring the fact that something might still go wrong or that I was just reading too much into her e-mail.

I clicked on “reply” and was sorely tempted to pour out my love for Red. But I followed orders type “YES” and hit “send”. It was done. Two more weeks before I would see my Goddess.

That night I had a really hard time falling arelax. I was tossing and turning, all sort of scenarios going through my head. Will we go back to where we were before Red left? Will our relationship change to being real lovers? What about Michelle? Could she accept that? All these thoughts going around in circles.

Thankfully I finally fell arelax and it was way too early for me when the alarm went off. I powerd myself out of bed. There was important stuff at work that I had to attend to.

As soon as got to the office I asked Ted, the guy on loan from Greg, his assistant who had been with the company and the IT guy to come to my office. We gathered around a small conference table with our coffees and I began.

“We may have an issue with Sue whom I just hired last week. I’ve known her for years when she was working for me. But there was a run-in with my soon to be ex last night and something she said under the influence set off alarm bells. The story is that Sue was unhappy because a guy got promoted over her and was going to leave any way.”

“Now I’m no longer sure. What I need you to do is to scrutinize every payment that she authorized. If you have even the slightest doubt, let me know. John, I want you to monitor her computer at all times. Also she has a company cell phone. Make sure you have a daily log of her calls. She may have another one and we can’t do anything about that but if she uses the company one for something that she shouldn’t I want to know.”

“I leave it your good hands guys”. They all got up but Ted, Greg’s guy asked me if I had a couple of minutes.

“Sure Ted have a seat, I’m just going to refresh my coffee. Want some more?”

“No thanks. Peter, let me come right out with what I have to say. I would like very much if there was a way to make my job here permanent.”

I was floored. “Ted, Greg is my friend and he said that you needed to be back by December fifteenth. I’ve started to interview.”

“Peter, please let me explain. I’ve talked already to Greg about this. See, I have to travel almost one hundred fifty days of the year. Being here and having this job with a more or less regular time of going home every night is a dream I didn’t think I could ever have. See my kids are ten and seven and being home with them, having dinner every night. It is such a pleasure.

Greg is willing to let me go after I take care of this December job for him. I’ll take someone with me and train her during that trip. I can come full time back after the first of the year. You know what I’m making and if it is too much at the beginning because you’re trying to get this company back into black numbers, I’ll take a cut. It’s worth it to me to be able to watch my kids grow up. Participate in their activities in school, stuff like that. My wife has been after me for a couple of years, even saying that if we have to move to get a stay at home job, she would do it even though both our parents are living here.

“Ted, I would be happy to have you and there is no need to cut your pay. You’re costing me less than the guy who quit. Tell you what I want. If you can get Greg to call me and tell me that he’s OK with this, I’ll be happy to have you.”

There was big smile on his face “can I call him from here?” So Ted called and put it on speaker.

“Peter you rotten SOB, stealing my best employee.” I was taken back but then I realized that Greg was just pulling my leg.

Listen Peter, I don’t want to stay in his way. I would have lost him sooner or later. His wife has been pushing him to find another job for at least a year. Let me have Ted back right after Thanksgiving and he can start with you after New Years. By that time he’ll have his replacement up to speed. She’s a great gal, eager to get on the road. Just got divorced and wants to spend as much time away from here as Ted wants to stay home. So all is good.”

“Say have you heard from Red?”

“Yes I have and I’m going to her home town for Thanksgiving. How are you and Michelle doing?”

“Pretty good actually, going to New York for the weekend, a show, some good dining and I’m guessing that I’ll be the “beast of burden” when she goes shopping.”

“Hey have a great trip. I’ll talk to you when you get back.”

The rest of the week was routing till Friday afternoon at 4:30 when Ted came into my office.

“Peter we have a problem. Sue tried to push through a payment to some company that we have no record of buying either material or services. There is no matching PO or any other form of paperwork, just an invoice for $58,793.00.”

“Let me see that invoice. Now where did I see that name before?” Then it hit me “this is the name of a company that I made a payment to during the closing for this company and the property. It is in some form connected to HH. Is Sue still in the office?”

“No, she said something about an appointment and that she had to run.”

“Well, we’ll have to wait till Monday morning. Should be an interesting day. We’ll have the results from the weekend check of all the day shift production.”
I tried Mark, the IT guy and he was still in the office. “Hi Mark, anything special going on with Sue’s computer or her cell phone? We may have, no not may, we do have a problem with her.”

“Let me check, I’ll get back to you in fifteen, twenty minutes.

“Peter, Mark there are some e-mails to and from what looks like a corporate address. One I’ve never seen before.”

“Can we look at those?”

“Not with the system we have here, you will have to go to her computer. I can get you her password.”

“Why don’t you come and we meet at her office. I would like you be there when I look.”

“Be right there.”

So we turned on Sue’s computer, put in the pass word and started looking at her received and sent e-mails. The sent ones had been deleted but the incoming was still there and attached to it was the invoice that caught our attention. As description it showed “Design services” and then the amount.

We printed it out and I asked Mark “is there a way to retrieve the deleted outgoing e-mails?”
“I can’t do it but I have a buddy at the police department. For a couple of hundred bucks, he’ll come over take out the hard drive, hook it up to his laptop and I would venture that we have a better than eighty percent chance of retrieving them. Our delete system for the general office computers is not very sophisticated.”

“Call him please. If possible, I would like to get this done tonight.”

A couple of hours later we knew it. The e-mail told whoever was at the other end that she was in place and to start sending invoices every four to five weeks.

Well we are going to have a very interesting Monday morning. I asked Mark and his friend if they wanted to join me for dinner but both declined for family reamisters. I didn’t feel like going home so I decided to go to Sixth Street and see what the crowd was like on a Friday night.

I didn’t recognize any one there so I sat at the bar, has some fish and chips with a couple of beers, watched a basket ball for on the big screen TV for a while and went home.

I debated with myself if I should set an alarm and maybe head up to the lake in the morning but then remembered the forecast and it was not very good.

I don’t know what made me look but the message light on my land line was blinking. So I checked.

“Hi Peter, it’s Alice. Wondering how you are doing and if you would like to come over for dinner tomorrow night. I’m cooking so it’s safe to eat. Call us back, even tonight if it’s not too late.”

I looked at my watch. It was just before ten and decided it could wait till morning. I liked the idea. I really didn’t feel like being alone all weekend and I could use a different prospective from a legal point of view from Clarence since Michelle was not around.

I grabbed a cognac and book, lit up my pipe and turned on some music. It was hard to concentrate on the book. I found it very difficult to understand what motivated Sue to betray me. I mean, I had been her friend from the day she started working for M’s dad. I just couldn’t wrap my head around that. Well maybe I’ll get some answers on Monday.

I had a bit of a restless night and got up fairly early. Had some breakfast and went for a run even though there was light drizzle. I hadn’t had a chance to run much recently so I decided that I better go.

When I got back I called the Coopers back and got Alice on the phone.

After the usual how are you and stuff like that “Alice thank you for invitation. I would love to come. What can I bring?”

“Nothing Peter we still have some of the wine you brought the last time. We are good. Why don’t you come around five for cocktails and we can catch up.”

“Sounds good to me and again thanks for the invitation. It came at a perfect time but I’ll tell you guys when I see you this afternoon.”

After that I headed into the shower did my usual weekend chores and wound up taking a nap after lunch. I guess I needed that after last night.

On the way to Coopers I picked up some flowers for Alice – she loves them and always has some around in their place.

Clarence had the fire place going which felt perfect during this damp and cold day and after we settled with our takes in front of it I started telling them about the problems at the plant and my run-in with M at the sushi bar.

Alice laughed “Peter I love the way you handled that and calling the guy “cup cake” just like she does must have really pissed him off. I’ve seen him. She actually came with him last Friday to the club. Beat the living crap out of him but he seemed to relish it so no one did anything about it.”

“So Clarence what should or shouldn’t I not do about Sue on Monday morning?”

“Peter, you most certainly should fire her. Keep her from going into her office alone. As matter of fact don’t leave her alone the moment she set foot on the property. You can also file a criminal complaint but I don’t think it will go very far since it was just attempted and not actual embezzlement."

"It may not be worth your effort and time but I certainly would use the threat of criminal action to try to find out who set her up for this. She didn’t think of this on her own. I’m guessing just like you that M and that Harry fellow are behind this."

During dinner I told them about Red and what she had been doing to the extent that I knew and about Cindy. I was not surprised to find out that they knew her. The BDSM community is pretty tight knit, certainly on the Dominant end of it. Not sure about some of the subbies. I never really had any interaction that I know of with other submissives at the club.

“I shouldn’t tell you this Peter, your head will only swell even more if that is possible but Cindy was another one of the Ladies that got very interested in you once she found out about you and M. But she backed off immediately as soon as she realized that you had hired Red to be your attorney. They are very good friends and have been for years. I could imagine some very interesting threesomes in Red’s place taking place before you got into the picture.”

That explained some of what has been going on the last couple of weeks.

Eventually I went home after a delightful dinner and evening with some really good friends who had a very good idea of what I was dealing with, both in my permisteral as well as professional life. It was a great comfort for me know that they stood behind me.

Sunday morning was routine including going for an extended run/walk combination. It was shortly after lunch that I got a call from the office.

“Hey boss, it’s Karl and the gang. Any chance of coming to the plant. We found some interesting things but it would be easier to show you rather than explaining them over the phone.”

“Sure, I’ll be there in about forty five minutes.”

Great segment, timmy! Take a well deserved break. i can't speak for anyone else, but i know i can't wait for more. Thank you for such a great story. priss

Timmy

I love all of this. The mystery with sue is wonderful

I'm eager to read the next installment.

P.S. D. Q. Steele1 is a bit overdue on WWWM and the last episode ended with a cliff hanger. Any word?

GH

Timmy

I am very much enjoying your story........will be waiting for the next installment.......

Sallyann

What a fun and suspenseful ride! Great story Timmy, looking forward to seeing where the cliffhanger goes, but have a nice break and rest your hands. We'll just hang around and share a few takes until you return!

hi Timmy hope your hands get the rest they need .You're doing a great job with the story. love the intreg that is going on in Peter's life and the new companny he has. 3-14-1525

I'm back but I'm still going to take it easy. There will be longer spans between segments. Thank you all for your support and kind wishes.

When I got to the plant, they were waiting for me. Mark started out

“Peter, this is really, really weird. We checked production from the week before you took over and more than half had a defect. Always the same. The only place it could have happened is on the final assembly station. Now here comes the strange part. After your announcement of the bonus schedule, those problems stopped. There was not a single item that had a problem. Sure there was stuff that was faulty from both shifts but it was caught in QC.”

“Starting on Monday of this week, we see problems in the day shift but three different ones, harder to detect and effecting about half of the production. A few were caught be QC but the bulk was not and it all was handled by one guy in QC. So what it looks like to us is that there are at least four people involved in this. Three in production and we’ve identified those and one that we know of for sure in QC.”

“So how do you want to handle this?”

“We all come in early on Monday. I’ll instruct security to isolate those four in different offices and under guard. Do not to let them into the plant or near a phone. I’ll make sure that they don’t make cell phone calls. If any of them say that they want to quit, don’t let them go until I’ve had a chance to talk to them. I’ll make sure the security guys know what to do. I’ll call them this afternoon with instructions and to have some extras here tomorrow morning.”

“Unfortunately, I also have to deal with an embezzlement attempt at the same time. I want to get that out of the way first.”

“I think that this is a systematic attack on me by the former owner and possibly aided by my soon to be ex.”

“ I want to thank all of you for giving up your weekend. But by doing it, you most likely, no definitely helped stave off a disaster. Why don’t we go help Jay repackage all the good stuff and I’ll treat you all to an early dinner.”

When I talked to the owner of the security company, he came up with a really good suggestion.

“Peter, I use off duty cops to supplement my guys. Why don’t we have several of them there in uniform on Monday morning. It will give the guys you are after something to think about. My guys won’t officially put them under arrest but it might just appear like they are. Put a bit of scare into them. It will be easy enough to call for some duty cops to make actual arrests if that is the route you want to go.”

“I like it, let’s do it that way.”

I took all the guys out to dinner and we really had a good time. It was after eight before I got to the Sixth Street bar and since I had eaten, I joined the gang at their usual table and a lively discussion of which college teams might make it to major bowl games. Cindy showed up only shortly before the group seemed to break up and we found a booth and talked for a while.

“So Peter, I assume that you’ll go to Red’s parents house for Turkey day? I nodded. “Too bad, I had plans of trussing you up and stuffing you like one and have as a center piece on my dinner table for all my girlfriends to poke you with their forks and *** you. You’re spoiling my fun.”

I actually got a bit hard at the thought of being put into that position, especially if her friends are as hot and sexy as Cindy is.

“Sorry Cindy but my Goddess commands…”

“I know but who knows, even if things work out between the two of you. She just might like that idea and we’ll still have a “toy roast”.

We both laughed at that.

“So are you ready to play?”

“To be honest, as much as would like to, I better not. I have these problems to deal with at the plant and need to get there early. I have to protect Red’s and Michelle’s investment.”

“Smart ass hiding behind those two. But I understand and I’m going to let you off easy. Walk Me home, give me a couple of your spectacular oral orgasms and I’ll let you go.”

And that is how the evening went.

It was before seven that I got to the plant and everything was in order. The extra security was there. Mark’s friend, the detective from the local police was setting up some video recording equipment in the conference room and there also was digital recorder on the table . We were not going to take changes and wanted to have at least a duplicate of the audio.

I was looking out the window when I saw that the workers under suspicion were escorted by city cops to various location in the plant and left stewing separate from each other. They would be sitting there for at least two hours wondering what was going on.

When Sue arrived, I greeted her in the lobby and gently pushed her toward the conference room.

“Sue, we have to talk, something came up on Friday and I need some clarification from you.”

She almost freaked out when she saw the video recorder and some stranger in the conference room.

“Sue, this is Detective Snyder from the City police. He is here in an unofficial capacity to help with the recording of our conversation. You know course Ted and Mark. Please have a seat. Would you like some coffee?”

“No thanks, what is going on? Why are you recording..?

“Sue, it seems that there has been an attempt to defraud the company. We are now going to turn on both the voice and video recorders. Please be aware that, depending on what we discover, I might file a criminal complaint. Now, you don’t have to answer any of my questions. Actually you could just get up and walk out. However, if you do, I will most certainly file a criminal complaint against you. On the other hand if I feel that you’ve fully cooperated with us, all you will lose is your job.”

“For the record we have off duty Detective Snyder, Mark Sullivan, Ted Mueller and myself Peter…. here this morning at eight fifteen AM on November sixteenth 2010.”

“Sue, last Friday you tried to push through a payment of over 58,000 dollars covered by a fictitious invoice for a transaction or services never contracted by us. Payment to be made to a company owned or controlled by the previous owner of this company.”

I want to know who set you up for this and why. We dug out the e-mail from your HD telling someone that you are “in place” and to start sending invoices. So clearly this was not going to be a onetime thing.”

“Sue, on a permisteral note I’m deeply hurt and disappointed. I’ve viewed you as friend, mentored you when you started working for me and nurtured you to a high position in my Ex’s company.”

By that time Sue sort of slumped down and clearly there were some tears.

“Peter, I’m so sorry. They made me do it.”

“Who is they?”

“Monique and Scott.”

“You better explain some more. Remember that we are recording this.”

“Look I know that I’m screwed. Maybe after I tell you my story, you’ll be merciful and just fire me. I’ve been relaxing with Scott for quite some time and yes I know it was against company policy. Not sure how Monique found out but one day she accosted me about that and told me that she was thinking of firing me. But under the right circumstances, things could work out for me. She warned me not to say anything to Scott and just keep doing what we had been doing.”

So one night, Scot and I had been partying, some wine and a little grass, some great sex including some BDSM games. I guess, I’m a bit kinky and like to get tied up from time to time. So there I was high and not quite knowing what I was doing and suddenly found myself tied to Scott’s bed with a blindfold over my eyes. He fed me some more wine through a straw and I must have ****** or something. When I came too, I the feeling that I not only had a cock in my mouth but someone was fucking my ass. It felt funny, not quite right. Through the blindfold I registered some flashes but I really was pretty much out of it and had no idea what was going on.”


“This all was on a Friday night. I woke up in the morning still in Scott’s bed with a splitting headache and dry mouth. I was no longer tied, so I got up and stumred into the bathroom, drank some water and found some pain pills. I had a hard time keeping them down. Also I was hungry, coming to think of it I never had dinner that night so I headed for the kitchen.”

“I was shocked, there was Scott sitting naked at the table with his lap top looking at something and Monique in some see-through filmy thing was next to him looking at the same stuff while slowly stroking his hard cock.”

“They looked up at me ‘Sue look at these great pictures’…”

Sobbing a couple of time Sue continued.

“There they were, pictures of me swallowing Scott’s big black cock while a female – it had to be Monique, there was no face in the picture was shoving a black strap-on up my butt. Then there was the reverse, Scott’s cock in My ass and that strap on thing in my mouth and a number of similar poses.”

“I was mortified. Scott turned to me ‘Sue get down on your knees and suck My cock. Monique got it good and hard and I’m ready to cum.’

"From Monique, ‘better do it slut, I want a couple of more pictures including one with his cum all over your face. He is just about ready to blow. It won’t take much effort on your part. Once I have pictures, I’ll explain’. “

“I guess I was still somewhat in a fog from the wine and haves, they must have fed me something else while I was tied up. Coming to think of it the wine tasted a bit funny. So I just did what they told me. Sure enough, Scott grabbed my hair and roughly pulled my mouth a few times over his cock back and forth, making me gag and then blasted a big load of cum over my face. Flashes were going off every couple of seconds.”

“Please could I have some water, I’m getting sick just remembering that night and morning. The worst day well not really, I guess today will be the worst day of my life.”

I got her some water, let her catch her breath for a bit. Without much coaching, she continued.

“Scott pushed me down to the floor and told me that that was my proper position now. At their feet. Monique was working his cock again and before I knew another blast of cum hit me and again some pictures. I tried to get up but Scott put his foot on my chest pushing me down. I tried to struggle but he is too strong. Monique started talking ‘I think we better tell your little cum slut what the score is before she starts screaming, Listen, from now on you are our slave. You will do as you are told or these pictures will show up all over the net and some special editions including some video will sent to your grandman and your parents. Now if that’s OK with you, tell us and we’ll let you go. On the other hand if you don’t want those pictures to go to your family, tell us that you submit. This weekend you’ll be our sexual slave. We’ll probably will take some more pictures. Next week, I’ll have a special assignment for you. You’re going to help us screw my ex over and ruin him.’ At that point I was so frightened that I was ready to… ”

“Sue, I’m puzzled. Why couldn’t you just have gone to your family, told them what happened and work things out with them?”

“Peter, you don’t understand. My grandman was a member of the KKK. He even went to primister for a year during the early part of desegregation. It would really, really hurt him if I told him and most likely ******* him if he ever saw those pictures and video. My Mom grew up during that time and absorbed prejudice with her lady’s milk. My dad, while not active in the Klan would disown me if he ever found out I was sexually involved with a black man.”

“Please don’t make me tell you what they did to me that weekend, please”

“Relax Sue, I don’t want to know. Just tell me about the scheme of defrauding me.”

“Well, you basically know all there is to know. I was to push through invoices every 4 to 6 weeks for up to just under sixty thousand dollars. I did hear them talking about bribing some guys to screw up your production.”

“There is one more thing. The order that Monique talked to you about in her e-mail, it is not going to be a real order. They are going to jerk you around. Asking for re-designs again and again and after you’ve spend a bundle on those, they will just cancel it.”

I took a deep breath “is there anything else I need to know?”

“Sorry Peter, if there is, I don’t know about it. So what is going to happen to me?”

“Did they give you a copy of the disc?”

““No, I don’t have any evidence against them.”

“Well, you are going to turn in your keys and cell phone, credit cards and car keys. Then you are going home and never come back. I’m not going to press charges but there may come a time when I will need your testimony regarding this conspiracy. So I want you to stay in touch with me. If I have to come looking for you, I will file criminal charges against you. Are we clear on this?”

“Yes Peter, I understand. I know it is a lot to ask, I plan on going home to Alabama. If I need a reference, would there be any chance of you giving me one based on the years I worked for you?”

“I’ll have to think about that. I can’t promise that I will but what I can promise is that as long as you cooperate if needed, I won’t give you a bad reference. So good luck. I’m really sorry about this.”

“Peter, I’m so, so sorry. I wish there was some way to regain your trust but I understand.”

With that Sue dug out her keys, phone and company credit card, left them on the table and walked out.

I was sad and upset so I went to my office to get my thoughts together before confronting the production guys.

I had one of the security guys bring in the three guys from quality control.

“We rechecked all your work from last week and found almost half of the units defective. We haven’t had time to check who signed off on those faulty units”.

I introduced Detective Snyder to them and before he started to asking questions one of the guys piped up.

“Sir, I have no idea what is going on, I was working all week on the Boeing order and it is still here. There was nothing wrong with those parts.”

He looked hopefully at me and I told him to go and wait in the reception area and picked up the phone.

“Karl, how fast can you have someone check the Boeing order that is in the shipping area. One of the guys claims that he worked on that all last week?”

Timmy:

Welcome back!!

Thanks for posting another very interesting segment. I thought it was great and hope you feel up to more in the days to come.
Cuck who loves a creampie.

Timmy,
I am following your story and enjoying it greatly. The detail and store line are intriguing. Anticipation is a great tool! Write at your pace and the readers will follow.
Thanks for writing!
JJ

Timmy,
When you can sustain your fans without adding sex scenes into a segment, even when you could have done in the plot, you know you have a story. Guess what, you have a story Timmy.

Timmy

Great story! Great plot!

Thanks

GH

Thank you so much for your well-crafted story! I love the plot, characters and layers. Thanks again for your gift to us.
digby47

Timmy, glad to have you back! Peak and GH are both correct, this is a fascinating story. You keep us on the edge of our seats waiting to see what happens next. Hope the hands allow you to write again, but don't push too hard - it's well worth the wait for me, I'll keep checking!

Thank you c41, JJ, peak, GH, digby and Storm for your kind words. It will take me a bit longer to finish a segment and they maybe a bit shorter. I have to stop every so often and take a break for some time. That makes it rough because the flow of my thoughts gets interrupted. But I will "soldier" on.

Again many thanks for your kind words

“Peter, I can have someone on it this afternoon. I don’t think it will take much time. Maybe we keep one of the shipping guys on overtime. He can unpack and repack while my checks the units.”

“Yeah that sounds OK, we haven’t had any trouble with Boeing. I think these assemblies are too simple to mess with and only two guys work on them. Check every tenth unit and let me know.”

I was quickly getting tired of this and said:

“Here is the deal, the first one who speaks up and tells the truth of what is going on here gets a free pass from criminal prosecution, he just gets fired.”

“There is three minute time limit on the offer”

They started arguing among each other but one of them said “I talk”.

“It started when the other guy still owned the company and we were unhappy about the pay and working conditions, stuff like that. So Tom here came to me and said ‘one of the guys in production wants to mess with the product if we let it go through. You know every third or fourth piece. Maybe if the customer bitches enough, the owner comes around and we get some more money’. Well it didn’t seem to work, so we increased the number of bad units. I know it’s stupid but until you took over and spoke to us, neither of thought about possible consequences like losing the contract.”

“So when, you took over and told us about the bonus program, we all agreed that was a good thing and we stopped.”

“Then Friday a week ago we were sitting in the bar down the block having an after work brew, when this really hot broad with great boobs and lots of cleavage and judging from the way her boobs where moving, no bra, walked in and sat next to me.”

“Before I knew it she had new beers for each of us and she started talking, telling us that she worked for a competitor and if we helped her screwing up production, she would pay us five hundred buck a week and if any of us could prove to have at least an eight inch cock, we could fuck her too. I mean I was stunned. I sure liked what I saw and thought that I would “measure” up.”

“Anyway, one of the guys asked her ‘what if we get found out and get fired’? ‘Don’t worry about that, my employer will have similar jobs for you once he gets the contract because of what you’ll do for us’. With that she got up and left, leaving a plain card with a phone number on the bar. ‘Call me when you make up your mind and leave a message.’ She sure was nice to look at as she walked out of the bar, swinging her ass.”

“So we sat there and talked for probably an hour or more, finally deciding that we would do it. Five hundred bucks a week and a job if things went south sounded too good to pass up. (a wry grin on his face) None of us talked about getting laid because none of us was sure if we would “measure up” and if the offer was real.”

“So we all agreed, Hank and James from production and the two of us. I think the guy before Karl might have been in on it. I don’t know. I think he knew and had figured out what was going on earlier and said nothing. Who knows, he might have identified us to the broad. I mean how would she know that we may do something like the proposed.”
After hearing that story, I got up and went to my office. On my computer I had a picture of M that I hadn’t gotten around to deleting. I printed it out and went back to the conference room.

“Is this the woman that approached you?”

“Sure is, how did you…?

“She is my soon to be ex and she doesn’t take losing very well. I want you to confirm for the record that the woman in this picture approached you with an offer to pay you for sabotaging production.”

“Detective Snyder would you please call your colleagues and have the come an arrest these two and the other we’re holding in the plant for sabotage, destroying property and whatever else our esteemed District Attorney can come up with.”

“Hey you said…” “I said nothing. You guys talked out of your own volition. We can check the tape if you want. You dug your own holes.”

Ted, Mark let’s get back to work. We have a company to run. We’ve wasted enough time on these guys. The detective will make sure they won’t go anyplace till the cops get here to arrest them.”

We went to my office and Ted raised the question “What about the masterminds behind this whole scheme?”

“I honestly don’t know yet. I’ll have a talk with my lawyer who is a share holder in the company and I guess eventually the DA to see what his feeling is. If he thinks he has a case to prosecute.”

Early afternoon Karl called and told me that he had been able to verify that the third guy in QC was only working on the Boeing part and had no part in the sabotage of the army parts.

“Put him back to work but warn him, tell him that if he thought that those other two were doing something wrong, he should have told management. Have you been able to hire replacements from the list I gave you?”

“Sure have, they all will start tomorrow. I’ve also gotten one of the retired guys on a part time base to come in 4 hours a day, that’s all he wants to work, to repair the defective units we found this weekend plus all the stuff the army is sending back to us. We should be in good shape in four to five weeks and be able to ship trouble free parts in a timely manner.”

“Thanks Karl, that was a good idea. I guess he’s trying to make some Christmas money.”

I called Michelle in her office and asked if she wanted to have dinner with me since I needed her professional advice on an issue that effected their investment in my company. She agreed and we decided on the Bistro that Red had taken me to shortly after moving into my place.

I picked her up at seven and on the walk to the restaurant we talked about her trip to New York with Greg. I had made reservations, even though they really not needed on a Monday night and asked for a booth that would offer us some privacy. As we were sipping on our cocktail I told Michelle about the troubles and attempts to sabotage the production and that M and HH were behind it.

“The guys identified M as the permister who approached them with the offer of money for the purpose of sabotaging the production. Do you think we have a case against M and HH if she rolls on him, either civil or criminal?”

“I would need to look at the video recording you made this morning and have a talk with the DA. He may not like going after her, fearing that she’ll be able to afford great legal representation and he’s got a tight budget and would prefer spending money on cases that make the papers and help his reelection next year.”

“I think, I could have some fun going after her for damages in a civil action. I’m thinking if I can convince the DA to convene a grand jury and indict them, we would have a really good case on the civil side. If he decides later not to prosecute, so what.”

“Hmm, yeah that could work. I guess we need to have telephone meeting soon where all the partners in the company get a say as to what we want to do.”

As we were walking back home I said “I hear that you are flying down to see Red on Sunday.”

Michelle looked kind of surprised at me and then nodded.
“I’ve been invited for Thanksgiving and I’m going to drive down on Tuesday. Red wants me play golf with her Dad on Wednesday. So I guess I’ll see down there next week.”

I wasn’t sure, but somehow I didn’t think that went over to well. By that time we had gotten to her door and we said goodnight.

The next morning I called Greg and told him what had transpired and was all in favor of a civil action against both M and HH. I also sent an e-mail to Cindy telling her about what went on yesterday and to please relay it to Red since she had a voice in deciding what actions to take.

The rest of the week was uneventful and things seemed to have settled down enough so that I could take off early on Friday and drive up to the lake for the weekend. Saturday turned out to be a beautiful nice fall day and the Judge and I played a round of golf during which I told him about the goings on at the company.

“Peter, I think Michelle has a good idea there, trying to convince the DA to indict them and then go after them with a civil suit. Heck, if you win a judgment against either or both of them, the DA just might grow a set of balls and prosecute the indictment.

After golf, we had some lunch and then I went back to my place to change so that I could go for a run.

Once I got back, I puttered around the house, checked things carefully to make sure there would be no surprises if the weather got really cold during the coming winter. I really wasn’t concerned because of the construction but one can never be too careful. Repairs of plumbing behind sheetrock walls can be expensive.

I fixed some dinner from stuff in the freezer and later fired up my laptop. There was an e-mail from Cindy.

“Hi Peter, I talked to Red and she said she would go along with whatever you guys, meaning Michelle, Greg and you decide. I’ve given the same message to Michelle. Good luck with that. Say where are you? I tried calling your home and also your cell but it was turned off. Call me.

Ms Cindy”

So I got my phone and sure enough, it was off. I had turned it off when we played golf and forgot to turn it back on again. So I called Cindy and got her voice mail.

“Hello Ms Cindy this is toy, I’m up at the lake. I’ll be home tomorrow and expect to be at Sixth Street between seven and seven thirty. Love to see you.”

I shut down my computer and grabbed a book. I figured it was still warm enough that with the fire place on the deck and a quilt I could sit there and read and enjoy one of my Cubanos together with a nice cognac. It was a beautiful night and wound up staring at the three quarter moon and stars. Watching an occasional satellite pass overhead I started to think about Red, my life and where it all might end. I was optimistic and hoped that somehow Red and Michelle could work things out. I was OK with sharing
Red with her or any other Lady. I was not sure about other guys. But then given Red’s history I might not have to worry about that. Eventually I got cold and went back inside and to bed.

Sunday morning was raining and I decided to drive home after lunch. So I cleaned up the place, did some laundry and by one in the afternoon I was back on the road.

I got home early enough to start a load of laundry and generally clean up the place a bit before taking a shower and going to the Sixth Street bar for some dinner and maybe see Cindy there.

I was just finishing my burger and first beer when Cindy and some of the others showed up. Cindy came over to me, gave me a hug and stuck her tongue into my ear before saying:

“I want to play with you tonight. I’m not staying long, just one take then I’ll leave. Follow me fifteen minutes later.”

So I ordered another beer and a Mojito for Cindy and walked over to the group to join the conversation. As usual, it was football at this time. I was happy, the Giants had just wiped up Texas Stadium with the Cowboys and all was good in the world.

Cindy finished her take and told everyone that she had a rough day ahead of her and was going home and to bed. I hung around a little bit longer and basically told them the same story that I needed to be in the office early because it was a short week for me since I was going out of town for the holiday. I paid my tab and walked over to Cindy’s place.

When I got there, the front door was ajar and I decided that it was OK to just walk in.

She must have heard me close the door and I heard from the bedroom

“Strip and wait for me in the bathroom on your knees.”

I was getting a bit concerned, having flash backs of the enemas Red put me through but decided to obey and after quickly stripping walked into the bathroom. There was a big fluffy towel on the floor, actually I looked like several of them stacked up. So I knelt down facing the door and waited.

A couple of minutes later Cindy walked in wearing a very skimpy bikini top but no bottoms and some plastic slip on high heel shoes.

Walking around me, Cindy tussled my hair… “We are going to have to make you presentable for Red, so I’m going to help you get rid of all that nasty hair. I know you have been trying but I’m sure you’ve missed some spots and I’m going to help you deal with those. Maybe Red should take you to a laser hair removal place when she gets back and decides to keep you. So much easier in the long run. I would if I “owned” you.”

Standing very close to me Cindy shoved her pussy into my face: “But first things first, I need a nice little orgasm from your tongue before we go on. I’ve decided that I can’t whip you because I don’t want you to go down to see Red with bruises and stuff like on your ass that but I still need to fulfill some of My sadistic desires so you WILL suffer tonight.”

very nice Timmy. very much enjoying your efforts on this story.

sallyann

Thanks Timmy, very good! Now I guess poor Peter has to keep servicing Cindy's pussy until we get back to him! Such a cruel world...

Nice job of relating the business world and the cuck world into two stories in one.


Thanks!
Cuck who loves a creampie.

Timmy

This continues to be a great story

Thank you

GH

sally, c41, Storm and GH as always your comments are appreciated and welcome.

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With those words, a shudder went through Cindy and she had her first little orgasm.
“Get up and get into the tub, bend over and spread your ass. I’m going to put some hair removal gel into that area and then you can add it to your pubic area and up and down your legs. Better start working fast because that stuff will sting after a while. Wait till I tell you to turn on the shower or else. Better use the handheld one.”

Damn if that stuff didn’t start burning in my ass just as I covered the last part of my legs. I started to fidget in the tub.

“Starting to burn a bit? You can take it babe. You’re a tough guy. Tell me when you start feeling something in the area on your leg that you covered last and I’ll let you use the shower – cold water only. Slaves don’t deserve hot water. Besides it will set you up perfectly for my ***.”

There was a big smile on Cindy’s face as she watched me suffer while she sort of absentmindedly played with her pussy.

“Ms Cindy, it burns pretty bad and it started to do so down on my leg. Please, may I use the shower.”

Still smiling, “go ahead toy, rinse off really good, especially your ass and groin area where the skin is most sensitive.”

That cold water actually felt pretty good at the beginning but then it got colder and colder and soon I was standing there shivering while the water from both the overhead and handheld shower heads cascaded down my body.

“OK toy, that’s enough. Take that towel over there on the rack and dry yourself as best as you can than lay down on those towels with your head towards the toilet bowl and arms up into the air.”

Drying myself? What a laugh. What Cindy had pointed at was a reject from Motel 6, it was that thin and the size of a hand towel. I was supposed to get dry with that? Well I tried but soon gave up as I figured that the towels on the floor would take care of my back. I laid down as ordered and Cindy put some cuffs on my wrists and secured my hands to each other behind the toilet bowl.
Whatever she had in mind for me, I was not going anywhere.

“There, now I can have some fun with you.”

Things got kind of dark because Cindy had wrapped a towel over my head, covering my face completely. Next I heard some water running, sounded like some container was being filled. Shit, I think I know what I’m in for. Damn Bush and the CIA for their “enhanced” interrogation methods. Cindy is going to “water board” me. In my head I knew that she would never really harm me and since my head was not tilted down, very little if any water would enter through my nostrils. Never the less, the sensation of cold water pouring over my face while I was trying to hold my breath and mouth shut was not a pleasant experience. I did gag several times, and each time Cindy stopped immediately the flow of water.

“Tell me toy, who is the better Mistress ME or Red?”

Of course, I would not answer that question and the water would start flowing again till I started gagging. Then it stopped the question was asked again and again.

I started to shiver as I was getting cold.

“Toy, just tell me what I want to hear, tell me that Ms Cindy is the better Mistress and it will all stop. You can get dry and warm.”

Just as the next batch of water was poured over my head. I have no idea how long I was suffering but to me it seemed like days.

Finally the flow of water stopped and I distinctly heard Cindy having an orgasm. Damn, she got off again on torturing me.

After a short while I could tell that her breathing had returned to normal and the towel was lifted of my head and my hands freed.

“You did good toy, I’m proud of you for not caving in. Not that I would have stopped. No I would have continued for some time as punishment. Get up and take a nice hot shower, then clean up the mess. Just put the wet towels into the tub. You can use the dry parts for the floor. Then join me in the bedroom – naked. I’m not done with you.”

That hot shower felt soo good. I believe I had been turning blue. It’s been a long time that I have been that cold. Coming to think, probably four years ago when I dumped the boat over in early May when the lake was not very warm and we still had to sail home with our wet clothes. Well actually only I got wet, the “creep” Jack managed to scramble up to the high side and never wound up in the lake.

So I took my shower and cleaned up before heading into Cindy’s bedroom.

She was in her bed under the covers sitting propped up against some pillows.

“Come toy, join Me under the covers. Here have a cognac” handing me one and taking one for herself. “To a beautiful friendship”.

“Like I said, I truly admire your loyalty to Red. Sometimes I’m really jealous of her. I sure wished I had gotten hold of you first. I’m really, really fond of you and I think that given some more time even grow to love you. So, if for some reamister things don’t work out for you with Red, call ME. Now put your glass down. I want you to make love to me. I’m sorry, but I sent the key already off to Red via FedEx or I would unlock your CB right now so that I could try out your cock. First I thought of giving it to Michelle to take down, but then decided not to take that chance. I would be giving Michelle some power. I did not want that.”

But enough talk – get busy lover – and yes I said make love, not just service My pussy. You have my permission to touch and kiss every part of My body.”

So I set to exploring Cindy’s body form toes to lips and mouth and just about every inch in between. I was back in perv heaven from the constant pressure of my dick digging into the CB, almost getting really painful, while finding out all those special spots that sent Cindy over the edge time and time again.

Eventually Cindy said “enough Peter, I can’t take another orgasm. I’m wiped out. Let’s go take a quick shower. Why don’t you stay the night. I would love to have you cuddle with Me. What time do you have to get up?”

“Sorry Cindy, but by six the latest.”

“OK babe, do you need an alarm?” “No, I usually wake around that time, maybe a few minutes before.”

“Good, just get up quietly and let me relax. You are on your own from that point.”

So we took a quick shower, Cindy actually still had a couple of dry towels for us and hoped back into bed. Cindy gave me one of those “tonsillectomy” kind of kisses, wished me good night and turned her back to me.

“Come close Peter and put your hand on my boob. I will see you some time after you get back from your visit with Red.”

And that is the way we fell arelax. I woke up shortly after five, got quietly up, planted a soft kiss on Cindy’s cheek. I heard a soft “Hmmm” but she never woke up. My clothes were still in the living room where I had left them, so I got quickly dressed and headed for home, a shower, a quick breakfast and off to work.

Monday flew by like a storm and I left the office just before seven at night. All loose ends had been tied up. The people had my cell phone but I told them that after three tomorrow afternoon, I would shut it off and check for messages that evening and couple of times on Wednesday. The office and plant were closed for a long weekend after the evening shift left at eleven Wednesday night.

When I got home, I had a simple dinner, something called “Strammer Max” loosely translated into “Strong Max”, three slices of dark German style rye bread covered with Westfaelien ham or Prosciutto followed by three fried eggs. I was too lazy to make a salad so I just cut up some tomatoes and cucumbers added a bit of sea salt and pepper. Add a couple of Yuenlings and I was good for the night.

After dinner, I grabbed both Red’s and my clubs and made sure that they were clean. Same with our shoes. Added some more balls and tees to both bags and put them into my car. Then I went and packed my bag. I had checked the weather for the region so that I had an idea of what to expect. I should be good most of the time with short sleeved shirts but just to be on the safe side I also added a couple of light sweaters. In a separate bag I put my blazer, gray pants and couple of nice shirts just in case we were going to dinner someplace a bit more formal.

By the time I was done and all my stuff in the car, I decided to take a shower to save some time in the morning and went to bed. That night I had a nightmare of Red and Cindy trying their best to almost drown me with their water ***, each of them asking again and again “Whom do you want to serve?”. I woke up in a cold sweat – well so much for not having to take a shower in the morning.

I got up and did about 10 minutes of breathing exercises and went back to relax. No more nightmares nor any kind of dream that I was aware of.

By 7:30 the next morning I was on the road. The GPS programmed and satellite radio keeping me entertained.

timmy i love al the twist and unexpected turns you have in your story . thank you for all the time you have put into making a good story 0324 15:18

You know, about the time you get me feeling sorry for Peter for all the use he's taking (I know, I know, he loves it), then you remind us of the talented and beautiful ladies that he's spending so much time with. Screw him, I'm done feeling sorry for the lucky SOB! Thanks Timmy, enjoyed it!