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(Her Secret Fantasy, continued by Ho...)
The morning goes by and work sucks as usual. You’re actually pretty good at your job and they keep piling it on your desk. You are thinking of working through your lunch to get caught up when your phone buzzes. It’s Rachel.
“Ross, we need to talk… now!”
You close the door to your office and call her. Rachel’s voice is trembling when she answers.
“John finally called me and told me to come to his office. Ross, before I tell you what happened, I want you to listen to everything I have to say, then think very carefully and tell me your opinion. Okay?”
“Sure babe, but you sound pretty upset. Are you okay?”
“I’m mostly fine, but what happens after our conversation will determine how okay I am.”
“Tell me what happened.”
“When I got to John’s office he had me sit down across from him on a sofa set he has in his office. Then he opened up his phone, showed me the text from me to him and asked what I meant by sending him the pic. He put his phone on the table with the photo of my wet crotch open. Then he just sat there opposite me on the other couch quietly staring at me.”
“That must’ve been unnerving…”
“It was so hard. My heart felt like it would beat out of my chest. It felt like his eyes were boring into my soul. It wasn’t like he was being cruel, demeaning, or demanding… he was very calm and was actually gentle and kind when he asked me, but I was in total panic mode…”
“What did you say to him?”
“I told him our story of how we wanted to spice up our sex lives and thought some risky sexualized behaviors between each other would help do that. He just nodded his head and kept staring at me. The longer he stared at me in silence, the more anxious I became. I don’t know why or what came over me, but that’s when I said it…”
“What did you say Rachel??”
“I asked him if he would help us.”
“What? What do you mean help us? How would he help us?”
“I’m sorry, Ross. I panicked. I was like a deer in headlights for what felt like forever, and before I knew what my mouth was saying, I blurted it out…”
Rachel starts to sob, and it breaks your heart. You love your girlfriend and would do anything to ease her suffering.
“It’s okay hon. Whatever happens we will be okay. I love you no matter what, Rachel!”
“Thanks, Ross I really needed that. I love you too.”
Rachel seems much better so you resume questioning her, albeit a bit more sensitively.
“So how did John respond?”
“Well… that’s the sticky part… he simply said ‘sure’ and resumed staring at me… Not knowing what else to say, I told him thank you and I’d talk to you and get back to him today…”
“He said, ‘That’s a good idea, Rachel. Best to make sure your boyfriend is onboard with whatever you propose. We don’t want anything bad happening, now do we?’”
“Then I told him you would be fine with whatever we come up with.”
Panic rising in you at this point, you say to your girlfriend, “I hope he didn’t think he had any say in what we decide to do with him.”
“So you think we should include him? I think he was giving us an out with his comment about making sure you’re okay with it.”
Overwhelmed with your anxiety ramping up, thinking about your girlfriend losing her job, you tell her the opposite…
“I don’t think that’s what he was saying to you. It sounded a lot like an undertone of ‘make sure your boyfriend is not a problem or it will be a problem for you,’ That’s what I’m hearing from what you just told me.”
“Seriously? Do you really think so?” Rachel’s anxiety starts to ramp up. Her skin is getting flushed and her voice beginning to tremble.
“Yeah. I know how guys think. We’re gonna have to involve him in some way…”
“Oh my god, Ross, I can’t believe we are in this situation! I hate it! It makes me so anxious just thinking about it. But what you’re saying makes a lot of sense so maybe we can just have him take some pics of me and tell him we decided not to continue. What do you think?”
“Not sure a powerful man like John, the owner of a huge company, will be satisfied with just that, but let’s keep our fingers crossed.”
“Oh Ross, okay. I love you. Thanks for being so understanding of my mistake…”
“It’s okay, babe. No matter what happens with him, know that I will always love and support you.”
“Hearing that makes me feel so much better Ross. I’ll let you know what happens after I talk to him.”
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