20 comments/ 24330 views/ 15 favorites Olivia's Revenge By: OliviaFantasy This is not a multi-part story but it might have a sequel if people thought it could. It is my first on literotica so I hope you like it. ***** Olivia sat down at her desk stunned. Moments before she had expected to be given a promotion and made director. But she watched her boss name Sharon to the job. She liked Sharon, she was nice enough. But Sharon was new to the company and Olivia had been there for more than ten years. It didn't seem possible. And he boss didn't even apologize. She was still sitting there staring when her boss stopped by on his way out. "Olivia, I'm still waiting on the details of the Smith contract. I expected that before my meeting Monday. It was embarrassing not having it. I want it by tomorrow. Good night." She was too stunned to say anything but it slowly sunk in. The company may have lost a big contract but she knew she had given him her report. How did he not have it? And he was angry too. That's probably what cost her the promotion. But how was it possible? By the time she got ready to leave the office, most people had gone but the new queen was settling into her office and Olivia knew she had to be nice even though she had lost out. She walked down the hall and paused a few minutes to let Sharon finish a phone call. Olivia heard Sharon talking to what must be her husband. "I said shut up. I'll be home when I feel like it. I didn't ask you to think. I made this promotion happen for myself and I'm going to enjoy it. Get something out with a friend and don't wait for me. I have a lot to do. Yes, yes, I love you too, bye." Olivia waited a few minutes, embarrassed she'd heard Sharon fighting with her husband. Then she walked by the door and just poked her head in. "Hi, Sharon, I'm leaving now. I just wanted to say congratulations on the job. I'm sure you'll do a great job." It was hard to say but the polite thing to do after all she mad at her boss not Sharon. Sharon looked up and smiled sweetly. "Oh, hi Olivia. Thank you. I'm sure I will too. Even though you're working for me now, I'm sure we can still be friends. Good night now." Olivia thought the whole thing felt odd. Congratulating the woman the job that should be hers. And Sharon's attitude was part polite but it felt sort of demeaning too like she was reminding her that she was her boss now. It seemed a little insensitive. On the other hand, at least she wasn't as rude to Olivia as she was to her own husband. At the elevator she saw the janitor and said hi. He was a nice and they always said hello to each other. But today Jerry had something to say. "Miss Olivia, hi, I found this. It was crumpled up by that Sharon's rash but it has your name so I think it's yours. I didn't throw it away cause it has your name." "That's okay, Jerry. Sharon's still here so you can give it to her if you don't think it's trash." "No, no, Miss Olivia. It has your name. It's yours." "OK, Jerry, thank you. Have a very good night." Jerry was very nice and a hard worker but stubborn and she thought it was easier just to take it and throw it away herself. She rode down the elevator and glanced at the papers. That was odd, Olivia thought. It was her memo to her boss about the contract. She kept walking to her car. If her boss gave Sharon the papers, why did he claim he didn't have them. As she was driving she figured it out. Sharon took them and made sure their boss didn't see them. Olivia was so distracted she almost ran a red light. Why that bitch, Olivia thought, she sabotaged her. Olivia got angrier and angrier on the ride home. She walked into her apartment ready to explode. She couldn't believe it but it made sense. How else did Sharon who was very new to the company get the promotion. The problem was she just didn't know what to do. The next day at work she was friendly because she decided to wait for the right chance to make things better. She also went to Sharon and asked if she could have the small empty office next to Sharon's. "I thought it would be a nice consolation." Sharon could not have been nicer or less helpful. "I'm sorry, Olivia, but there is a problem with the electric in the wall. That will have to be fixed but you can have any cubicle you'd like to move too. Talk to Tim in facilities and get yourself a good spot." Olivia was annoyed about the office but decided to change desks anyway. She was uncomfortable being so close to Sharon and her boss. A change helped. Unfortunately the only desk vacant was around two corners and near the stairs. No one took the stairs and she was actually in a private spot but also very isolated. But a plan was forming in her head. At lunch, she bought a transmitter. It was designed to catch cheating husbands but it would do. That night she worked late after everyone left and planted the bug in Sharon's lamp. The next three days were an education. She heard Sharon and her boss in a private meeting. Her boss felt bad about her but Sharon reminded him "She did completely screw up that contract. I don't think we should fire her but let's not give her much more authority." That made Olivia mad. Olivia also discovered that Sharon had actually doubled her salary, more than she thought. The boss seemed to rely on her and actually sounded like he had an interest in her. It helped that Sharon was showing off. She dressed very well in high heels, much higher than Olivia's, pencil skirts that really showed off her legs and stockings, and her blouse never seemed completely buttoned. She had a very large chest that she showed off for the boss. Olivia wasn't sure if Sharon was flirting or teasing. Olivia also discovered that Sharon was treating her husband like dirt. Every day she heard Sharon demeaning him and she rarely went home early. "Tom, I'll be home when I'm done. My boss and I have a lot of work tonight. Why don't you be a man and do something? There's a football game tonight why don't you have dinner at that Sports Bar and watch the game. Just sit at the bar then. Now I have to go." Olivia made her plan. She went to the same bar. It wasn't very crowded which was bad for the bar but good for her. She hadn't ever seen Sharon's husband but there was a sad guy at the bar ordering diner and she guessed. She sat at the bar herself two seats away. She ordered then made eye contact. "Hi. Long day and I didn't want to cook. I don't eat at the bar often, I swear" and laughed. He laughed too. He was cute when he smiled. "I eat at the bar too often or at least by myself. Hi, I'm Tom." "Tom, I'm Olivia. We'll have to be lonely together. Let me buy us each a drink." They ate and drank all night and had a great time. Olivia kept touching his arm and never asked him about his wife or anything like that. After an hour and a half, they both decided to go. Out in the street, Olivia thanked him for a nice night, turned and then turned back and kissed him passionately. "I'm sorry, I needed to do that. I hope you don't mind." As she thought, Tom became flustered even though he had kissed her back. She pressed a finger to his lips to shush him and grabbed his phone. She sent herself a text. "There now we have each other and I can send you whatever pops into my head." Before she left, she kissed him again and ran her tongue around his ear. "And you can never tell what exactly is going to pop into my head," she whispered. Then she ran off with him staring after her looking surprised but happier. The next morning at work she texted him, "I thought about you as I went to sleep." He replied an hour later, "me too." That afternoon, she sent him a selfie down her blouse showing her cleavage and the top of her black bra. "is this too naughty or is it playful?" Reply: "wow." She took that as a positive sign. Something else happened that day. She was in with Sharon listening to her but marveling at her cleavage. They must be fake, she thought. But then her boss came in and said "they'll take the office wall down tonight...oh, hello Olivia." Olivia just smiled and left, closing the door behind her hurrying back to her desk to listen. At least now she knew why the office couldn't be hers. She heard her boss finishing "...so it'll be done tomorrow and you'll just need to pick the furniture. Sharon, you look so good I can barely stand it. I can't concentrate." Olivia could almost hear the smile of Sharon's face. She heard rustling and the chair moving. "You have to control yourself, darling, her let me show you what's under this blouse. Do you like my titties?" "OH, you know I can't resist when you talk that way. You're amazing, you, oh OH." Olivia heard the faint sound of a zipper and then more groans from her boss. Sharon wasn't saying a thing. The she heard a wicked slurping noise followed by a slight gagging noise and Sharon saying throatily "oh it's so big, please be gentle with me." Olivia rolled her eyes and thought no man could possibly be buying this act but it sounded like her boss was completely taken in. She heard a lot more slurping and groaning and then a grunt. There was much clothing rustling before she heard Sharon say "thank you, sir, for the lovely coffee break. I can't wait for dinner." Olivia hadn't realized it had gone that far but she wasn't surprised. Sharon clearly dressed to tease her boss and was using her body as a weapon. She was a very smart woman but as also getting ahead through physical means as well. Olivia was even angrier than before and resolved to get even. She texted Tom and asked him his favorite color. He replied, "I don't know. Red I guess. Why?" She didn't answer the question but just texted, "I'm sure you aren't eating out again but I'm going to the Italian place near the bar tonight." She didn't hear back but knew Sharon had already told him she had a business dinner at her boss's house. She went home after work and changed. What she wore might have been for work but wasn't something she usually wore. Her skirt was black and a little roomier than tight skirts she wore to work. The white blouse was a little too tight so the buttons gapped a little when she bent forward. She wore black pumps to work a lot but these were four inches high and had lovely corset style lacing as an accent. She wasn't surprised when fifteen minutes after she arrived Tom came walking in. She waved to him and he came over and joined her. He seemed very nervous. "I had to eat out again too so I thought I'd try this place. I hope you don't mind." Olivia knew he'd come. "Tom, I'm so happy to see you. I hope you will join me. I think we'd both be happier eating together and I think we both enjoyed the other night." She knew if she went slow she'd reel him in and it was easier because he was easy to like. He sat and they had another great night. They talked a lot and she had fun teasing him. She undid a middle button so her shirt had a big middle gap which distracted him. She also kept teasing his legs with her feet. Her bra was thin so her nipples which were firm on their own made very noticeable bumps. Toward the end of dinner, she took out her phone. He asked what she was doing and she obviously moved it under the table, then came a flash, then she smiled and typed on it. Instantly he received a text. Olivia gave him her naughtiest smile and said "I think your favorite color is red so that's what I wore. Tell me, do you like them?" He stared at the picture of her panties she sent. "Olivia, I can't believe you did that. That's amazing but I'm not sure..." She just leaned and whispered, "I said do you like them?" He nodded his head and barely managed to speak the words, "yes. Yes, Oh yes." When the check came he insisted on paying and she walked out with him, parting at her car. "Tom, I'd like to come home and have dessert but I suspect your wife might be home and our friendship isn't any of her business. For tonight, we should say good night right here." With that comment, she leaned in and kissed him. And she kept kissing him. Her hands were all over his body. She pulled him closer. He didn't respond at first but then he started to. She felt the throb oh his cock straining inside his pants. She could just how excited he was. She was excited too. If they hadn't been in public leaning against her car she might have started tearing at his clothes or her own. She gripped tight by the ass and pulled him against her as their kiss became wetter and sloppier. Finally she pulled them apart, breathing heavy. She didn't want to go to far too quickly and ruin everything. "Good night, Tom. I wish I didn't have to get up in the morning and you didn't have to go home." She left him standing there, watching her leave. Not long after she got home, he had texted her. "I hope I didn't do anything that was too much or might make you mad." Olivia texted "The only I wish is that you were inside me right now." It took Tom a long time to reply. "I hope we can have dinner again. Maybe there will be a longer night for us." Olivia knew she had Tom hooked. She hadn't slept with her rival's husband but she was almost there. It made her happy to be so wicked. But she also liked Tom and she thought she would have wanted to be with him anyway. She spent hours a few days later in a board room with Sharon and spent a lot of the time studying her. Sharon was really very beautiful. She dressed perfectly. Olivia admired her sense of style. She managed to look very professional but had an undercurrent of sexuality. For most of the men it was just the big chest. Sharon seemed to know it and her style accented her breasts. She usually showed a little cleavage but nothing unusual or inappropriate for the office. But her size made it more noticeable and more powerful. Olivia decided that Sharon had definitely had surgery. Men being men it gave Sharon a lot of control. She could get anyone to do anything she said. It was very impressive. It was like with their boss. She controlled the boss without seeming like she was doing it. Olivia could tell that Sharon was controlling and almost dominating him. But he was just hypnotized by her breasts. The blowjobs also helped. But she didn't make herself available like someone obviously seeking favors. It seemed more natural. Olivia was convinced the boss thought so but she could tell from the bug planted in the office it was done very carefully. She almost admired Sharon for being a manipulative, controlling, backstabbing bitch. But she also hated her more every day. Sitting in a desk that should be Olivia's, collecting a salary that should be Olivia's and a lot more. Taking two offices and making them into one. Taking control of the boss. To that list, Olivia added that Sharon treating Tom like a pet dog and ignoring him. After the meeting she was in Sharon's office collecting papers and taking orders. Sharon still pretended to be very good friends with Olivia and kept calling her friend but she also gave orders and did something every day to make sure Olivia knew who was in charge. When the boss came in Sharon smiled sweetly and said "Olivia, be a good girl and get us both a cup of coffee. You'll find a machine on the new wet bar I have." It at least made Olivia happy that her boss was nervous. He kept clearing his throat and said "Oh, Sharon did I mention that I need you to do a presentation for the corporate retreat? I hope you don't mind having to come to the conference for two days. It can't be helped. I need you there, for the presentation I mean." Olivia could read between the lines of that. She handed them coffees and excused herself quickly turning on the listening program on her smartphone so she could hear on her blue tooth in case anything good was said before she got back to her desk. "I'm sorry, Sharon, I didn't know what to say but I think that will be the story, won't it? You don't think Olivia suspects anything? I must be obvious whenever I see you." "Don't be silly. Of course she doesn't. No one does. Your wife didn't notice anything the other night did she? I was so wet until she went upstairs and left us to our work. Did it scare you to fuck me with her upstairs?" "Oh, Sharon you know what it does when you talk like that!" Olivia heard Sharon saying, "Oh, you mean your cock gets hard when I talk about fucking you or is it just because your eyes are drooling all over my tits? You better go back to your office before I can't control myself and fuck you right on my desk and scream for the whole office." Olivia couldn't believe the boss believed everything but he did and their business trip three days later gave Olivia some ideas. But before she did anything, she was thankful for her isolated cubicle and reached under her desk and took a picture. Then she texted Tom a note: "your daily hello. Pink today." She smiled to herself. For two days, Olivia mostly ignored Tom. She replied to texts with "busy can't talk" and didn't send any pictures at all. She thought it would drive Tom crazy and it did. He wasn't sure why he was so obsessed with this woman but he was. His own wife was ignoring him lately and seemed involved in her job. She only told him Thursday that she'd be gone Friday and Saturday night. He thought about Olivia constantly. Olivia spent two days taking care of anything Sharon needed and being a perfect employee. Sharon and the boss were keeping their hands off each other in the office. Olivia made sure Sharon knew she could text or call at anytime "in case you need help." When Sharon looked puzzled Olivia added, "with your presentation or anything else." Sharon caught herself and said, "Yes. I should be fine but thank you for the offer." As Sharon was on her way to the airport, Olivia got busy. She texted Tom. "Sorry. So Busy. TGIF. Need relaxing meal. Wish we could eat but short notice." Then two minutes later, she texted a picture with the caption "black and I have matching garter belt." It didn't take long for Tom to reply. "I can eat. Italian? 7:00?" She hurried home and took a long time getting ready. A long slow bath during which she whispered to no one. "Sharon, darling, do you mind? Please take my job, I need something else." Slipping her hands under the water they found her inner recesses and she slowly touched herself under the water. The warmth of the water and the feeling of her fingers on her sensitive button made her squirm. Her voice talked about the fantasy. "Sharon, sitting there inside my job, I need something deeper. I need your husband. I need his cock inside me. You don't mind if he fucks me do you? You can watch and see how much more he enjoys me." She was panting now and pushing herself to the brink of her first orgasm of the night. "Yes, bitch, he needs me and all you can do is watch." Those were her last words before she stopped using complete words and her orgasm overtook her. Eventually she got dressed. She wore all black: heels, stockings, the garter belt she hinted at, panties, skirt, blouse and bra. But her earrings were simple white pearls and her lips a vivid red. She didn't get to the restaurant until 7:15 on purpose. She made eye contact with Tom already seated and walked over to him very slowly. He watched every step. She leaned over and kissed him, a long soft kiss. He couldn't speak. He looked like he was having trouble thinking. "I know I said I was hungry but would you think I was horrible if I told you that a little part of me wanted to skip dinner and find a very dark spot?" He laughed nervously and said "a big part of me feels the same way." He almost choked when she replied "I can't wait to see just how big a part." The tension was there the whole time but they settled into a very nice dinner. Olivia kept playing footsie and even playfully poked a foot in his lap one time. Before dessert, she excused herself to the bathroom. She made sure her very excited nipples teased her tight blouse. She had no cleavage showing but her had to stare at the bumps. Olivia's Revenge Ch. 02 My first story, Olivia's Revenge, needed a sequel. People pointed out rightly, that the revenge hadn't happened yet by the end. And I think the characters had other parts of their story that needed to be told. This is the sequel (some of the details are based on an old conversation with an old friend when I first had this fantasy so they aren't easy to explain). Thanks for all the advice people gave on the first one. ***** In the middle of the night, Olivia woke up next to Tom. She remembered that she was in Sharon's bed sleeping with Sharon's husband. It started as a very petty way to get even with the woman who stole her job. But now she was confused. She liked Tom and she hated the way Sharon treated him as much as she hated the way Sharon treated her. But she felt bad because she was a hypocrite really. She was using Tom or at least it started that way. She didn't think there was any way to make it right but she felt bad. She rolled over and put her arm around Tom and went back to sleep. Thank goodness for Saturday. She woke up refreshed. Tom was still asleep but she got up and went to take a shower. She didn't have any spare clothes and she had gone to sleep after having pretty passionate sex with Tom. Something about waking up with the smell and the feel of sex still on her made her feel dirty but in a fun way. But a good cleaning before she went home was needed. She finished her shower and found a bathrobe on the back of the door, Sharon's bathrobe, and put it on. She smiled at Tom who was awake and smiling. "I had a nice night, Tom. It's nice to not have to leave you out in front of a restaurant." She was curious how he'd feel in the morning after what just happened. But he seemed as fine as he had been the night before. "You look beautiful when you're all wet," he said. "I'm sorry we didn't plan ahead and bring you spare clothes but if you want you'd probably fit into some of...her clothes from before." "Before? What do you mean?" "Oh, well my uh wife um Sharon, she used to look different. Right before we moved here she had breast implants, big ones, big enough that most of her clothes from before surgery don't fit at least above the waist." Olivia was very surprised but not completely. Sharon had a huge chest and it was out of proportion and more than once she had actually thought "I bet they aren't real." Mostly when she was being mean but she had always wondered. It was a fun secret to know. "Oh, that's interesting, Tom. Do you mind me asking -- we don't have to mention her if it's uncomfortable - why did she do that? I mean was it sort of for you?" She was curious but didn't want to make him uncomfortable. "No, I don't mind talking. I'm not sorry about what happened last night. It isn't like she sleeps with me anymore or has for a long time. I know she's sleeping with her boss or someone at work even though she thinks I'm stupid. The breasts were a surprise. She acted like it was for me but it wasn't. There's something else to it. They were fun for a couple weeks but it was for herself, almost a fetish. Anyway, she has all these old clothes and why should you have to put on dirty ones? This whole dresser over here is pre-surgery clothing. I'm sure everything will look better on you." Then he went to take his own shower. There was no question Sharon had good taste and similar to Olivia's. She quickly picked out a pair of tan capri pants and a somewhat tight ribbed top in blue. The dresser also had plenty of bras which were close to the same size as Olivia's but not quite. They were too tight and since it was Saturday, Olivia went without. There were no panties which made sense because the surgery was only up top. With Tom in the shower though, Olivia stole a pair of Sharon's current panties -- burgundy satin just for fun. There she stood waiting for Sharon's husband in her own clothes, old clothes but hers. It made her laugh. While he finished, Olivia slipped downstairs and found the kitchen. She decided to make Tom breakfast. He was so happy it was a good choice. Tom was an appreciative person and it helped that Sharon never cooked for him anymore. Olivia thought, "He's so great, I want to move in with him!" They had a nice morning and Olivia found Tom as easy to talk to at home as he was out. She considered dragging him back up to bed but decided to go slow. Instead, Tom took Olivia to her car and promised to call later. On the drive home Olivia started to work out a plan. She hated Sharon for stealing her job. She hated her for lying, sabotaging Olivia, and seducing their mutual boss to get ahead. But now even more she hated Sharon for treating a wonderful man like scum. Olivia decided that she needed to get even but needed to be better than Sharon. She resolved to tell Tom everything. Sharon was still out of town for one more night doing who knows what with their boss. So Olivia got everything ready at her apartment and called Tom. Of course Tom came over. Olivia was all over him but she restrained herself. She sat him in her small living room and started talking. She explained that she actually knew his wife. She told him everything and that she initially went looking for Tom. She explained that it started as revenge but she liked Tom almost immediately and more every day. "I don't expect you to believe me but I hate her more for how she treats you than for myself right now. I hope you will forgive me for lying to you but I want you to know the truth and know it now." By the end Olivia was almost in tears. For almost a minute, Tom didn't speak and Olivia was scared but he looked at her and took her hands in his. "Thank you for telling me. I feel very strongly too. What she did to you hurts me and it makes me want to help you get her. Do you know what to do? Olivia climbed onto him and started kissing him not talking. It was fifteen minutes of kissing and groping that almost continued into the bedroom except they finally stopped and decided to plot and eat before anything else. Together they worked out a plan while they ate a light dinner and drank a bottle of wine. They had worked out a plan and Olivia had taken the glasses to the sink. Tom came up behind her and put his hands on her waist. She stopped and leaned back into him. Then she felt his lips and tongue on her neck. His hands explored from standing right behind her. She didn't turn but she lifted her skirt higher and was rewarded with his hand sliding between her thighs and finding her soft wet sex. His fingers massaged her by sliding along her panties and stroking her wetness until they found and massaged her clit. She then leaned forward to make it easier for his hands. She was leaning against and over the kitchen sink enjoying his talented fingers. She didn't want to rush him but she fought the urge to just let go and let him finger her to an orgasm. Soon though he moved the fingers and she felt him pulling her panties down to her knees. It excited her to be there, leaning forward in the kitchen, skirt hiked to her waist, panties pulled down but not off. She felt slutty not even taking the time to remove her clothes. She heard him undoing his pants and then she felt his lovely firm manhood teasing her slowly and reached back to feel it. She helped guide him into position and then stood still and let him every so slowly move inch by inch inside of her. He was very slow in moving inside and her slow moan matched his progress. Soon he was inside and thrusting. She pushed back as he pushed forward. It started romantic but soon she was bent over, reaching back and rubbing her own clit as he slowly and firmly slammed into her. She liked the sensation of reaching orgasm as his thrusting became hurried and needy. She screamed loudly and raised her head and arched her back. It was enough to send Tom into orbit himself. He grunted and groaned and she knew he enjoyed it too when she felt a liquid warmth flooding her insides. She stood there bent over the sink still enjoying the feeling of being connected, filled with his passion. It was intimate and dirty at the same time. After a minute or two she pulled off his now soft cock and turned and embraced him. "Please stay the night, Tom and sleep in my bed." Of course Tom couldn't say no. The two ended up spending all night in the bed and not getting to sleep before 3 a.m. Olivia woke up in Tom's arms and wanted to stay like that forever. But she knew they were too close to their goal. Tom left right after breakfast because Sharon was coming home. They knew they would not be able to see each other for a few days but would find a way to stay in contact. At the office on Monday, Olivia started the day with Sharon. They talked over coffee about various projects. Olivia asked her, "So, how was the big business trip? Did you make the boss happy?" Sharon stared at her for a second wondering from the words if Olivia knew just how happy she had made the boss. But she just said, "it was great to be at corporate and I like to think I was a big part of the success we had there. I'm sure the boss was happy." Just then he came into the office, they heard him saying hello to people and then he came into Sharon's office. He was very disappointed when he saw Olivia and not very good at hiding it. They talked business or two minutes in front of Olivia, pretending it was all normal. The whole time the boss's eyes raked over Sharon in a way that was obvious. When he finally left, Olivia decided to have a little fun. "Sharon did you see that? He didn't listen to a thing you said. He spent the whole time staring at you like your cleavage had a magnet for his eyes. I was like you were an object. Are you okay? I'm sure you noticed." Sharon had of course noticed. It's why she was wearing a blouse with an extra button open. It's why her bra was blue under a white blouse, to attract the eyes. Her surgically enhanced chest was on display. It was part of the way she controlled the boss but she wasn't about to let Olivia understand. "Olivia, I'm sure you're imagining things. He's a nice man and I didn't notice." Olivia acted all innocent. "Well be careful. Some men will try anything. I'm surprised now that he didn't try on your trip to get you into his bed. It's always the quiet ones." Then she leaned forward and said, "Sharon, if you need back up let me know. I believe in treating people just like they treat me." Sharon was laughing now. "Olivia, don't be silly. You have a strong imagination. On our trip, for example, he never even invited me to his room. Never even hinted." All of which was true Sharon told herself because he spent all his time in her room. She didn't want to laugh at Olivia's comment about treating people the same. If only Olivia knew just how badly she had been screwed over, she would be surprised Sharon thought. When Olivia left, Sharon asked her to close the door. "A big project for corporate, I need to show progress." Olivia's office bug didn't show anything yet. Sharon really was working. Olivia took the chance later to distract the boss for an hour or so with a little project so she didn't disturb Sharon. And so the boss didn't disturb her either. Back t her desk, Olivia finally heard a call go through. Sharon's voice said to someone "you know if you leave for lunch, my office is right on the way out. Come in quickly and lock the door behind you and no one will know." Olivia listened as the door opened and closed soon after. It was their boss. "Sharon I wanted to talk to you about this weekend earlier but you weren't alone. It was amazing. I can't believe everything that has happened. Oh my, what are you doing? OH!" Olivia had heard a chair move and then no noise for a few seconds then she heard Sharon whispering "I saw you staring at my big beautiful tits, sir. Do you think I am a whore for your pleasure, sir?" At this point their boss was stammering, not yet realizing it was a game. "Hush, sir. Let me lift my titties out of their bra so you can see them. Is this what you want? Your assistants parading around in front of you with their big titties hanging out of their bras? You want to take your cock out and fuck your titties? I am yours to fuck, sir, and your cock anywhere is my pleasure." Olivia figured out that the boss responded to dirty talk. He wasn't speaking anymore but Sharon was. "Oh sir this must be why you wanted me to have a couch so you can squat on me and plow my titties. Please sir, use me for your pleasure. Oh you look so close sir, please squirt your cock all over my titties. Ohhhh, yes." They were quiet for a while, Olivia had to guess what was happening until they started talking again. "Don't apologize honey. I was trying to get you off extra fast. That's what I wanted. Did you like my little game? What I really want is to fuck you at the office. I want you to take me right on my desk. I've always wanted that but we must wait until one night after everyone's gone I think. Otherwise it's too risky." Olivia felt confident in her plan and realized it would happen soon. After both Sharon and her boss left for the day, Olivia, invisible in her out of the way cubby, took her chance. She had new equipment and positioned the camera that she had bought off the internet. They said almost invisible and after three or four tries she got it to be almost invisible. Over the next few days, Olivia got great audio about everything Sharon and the boss had done or wanted to do to each other. The boss turned out to be secretly very perverted and they had packed a lot into the two day business trip. It was very damning to them as executives and the way they abused the company's trust and spending. But no video yet. Three days later, Tom and Olivia got ready their chance. The whole office team had a diner at a restaurant off site. Olivia was amused to see that the boss and Sharon didn't sit close and almost ignored each other. In fact, Sharon was buttoned up much more than normal. When everyone left, Olivia waited and followed the Boss's car. He stopped at a gas station and then switched to another car -- Sharon's. Then they drove back to the office together not realizing they were being followed. Olivia snuck around the office in the dark. She found the boss's office and sent a quick email from his computer. Then she waited. She hid while she listened on her phone to her listening app. Then she opened up a video window. The boss had a bottle of champagne and two glasses. He stood while Sharon did a little dance and stripped him then he sat naked on the edge of the desk. Sharon went to her knees, the sound cut out for a minute and when it clicked back on Olivia could hear very loud slurping sounds. Sharon showed everything off her desk and onto the floor except the bottle of champagne. She disappeared for a second saying "relax while I get a surprise." Olivia looked at a silent text and wrote back "slowly." Then Sharon was back. She had changed and was dressed as the world's sluttiest French maid. He breasts were barely contained in a cute little black silk top. The skirt covered almost nothing so anyone watching (like Olivia) could see dirty little fishnet stockings held up by garters. It was the vision of sexy a stripper has or a teenager and the boss was eating it up, laying there with his cock bouncing back and forth. The camera was right by the door so Olivia's view was the same as the doorway view, sideways of the desk to a lengthwise view of the activities. Sharon adopted the kind of French accent a drunk has but it was working. "Oh la la, ma Cherie. Look at le cock bouncing in ze wind as you americans say. Madame Fifi wants to go on a ride, ooh la la. She stood on the desk in her heels and then slowly lowered herself to her knees and then sat down and groaned as the boss's cock penetrated her. He was half drunk and half crazy with lust. His grunting and her bouncing were in sync. Their energy was pent up and they fucked like rabbits hot for each other. The sight of his drunken grin, an almost empty champagne bottle, and Sharon/Fifi bouncing up and down squealing with her breasts hanging out and bouncing was a beautiful sight. Two cheating adults on the verge of an orgasm. But as the boss's wife stood in the doorway, she didn't see the beauty. She stood there shocked and watching. Sharon noticed her first and didn't realize who it was and just kept bouncing as her boss grunted and filled her. In a minute, the boss moved his head from watching his voluptuous lover share his orgasm and with a stupid found his gaze focused on another woman. Suddenly he realized it was his wife and he froze in horror. Apparently the look sobered up Sharon too who was now still and turned her head to look. The boss's wife spoke first. "Hello Harold. I guess your meeting really did go late. I'm curious though, is Fifi Faketits here your whore or is she bidding on the cleaning contract?" She was very calm. Beyond yelling. Olivia wondered if the boss was smart enough to realize what an ominous sign that was. It was over. The boss was too shocked to speak. Sharon was about to say something. She was rarely at a loss for words but was struggling. And at that moment, Tom walked in. He smiled, looked around, and said "Hi honey, nice office. I know you said your new boss liked you so I'm guessing that's him you're squirming on top of. No, no please don't get up. I don't want to disturb your hard work. Let me just leave you with these. They're divorce papers. I'm sure it won't be too complicated." With a smile, he turned his back on the stunned lovers. He found a spot inside a plant and pulled out something small and unnoticeable just where a friend said it would be. Then he extended his arm to the boss's wife and asked "May I escort you to your Ma'am?" Olivia didn't make contact with anyone and snuck out on her own. Three weeks later, Tom came home from the Court House. Sharon met him at the door. Her key didn't work anymore. He let them both in. "All right, that's it then. Thanks for the money and the settlement. Your last four boxes are right there in the living room." Sharon was quiet. She was annoyed but beaten. A couple of freak circumstances and things fell apart. She'd have to start over at a different company. She'd been fired, her boss had been fired but it had all been framed as buy out so she could start over. Unfortunately, she had to give Tom everything he wanted in the settlement. It was annoying how he knew so much but she didn't say anything. She just gathered her things and got ready to go. As she was about to leave for the last time, a woman came bouncing up the steps excited and happy. "Tom, it's all over and we can be together," the woman said as she pressed her body suggestively against Tom. "I didn't get the job I always wanted. I got the one above that." When they turned around, still hanging on to each other, Olivia smiled at Sharon. "Hi Sharon, I haven't seen you since you and Harold left the office together." Sharon stared at her speechless. Olivia kicked off one shoe and went to the steps, then another, then slipped out of her skirt leaving a trail for Tom to follow as she went up the stairs. "Tom, honey, lock the door behind that woman and follow the bread crumbs. I need you in our big bed right now." Olivia's Revenge When she told him she didn't want to see the dessert menu, he told her he'd already paid the check. They didn't run for the door but they didn't wait either. He kissed her ten feet from the door and she kept kissing and moving to her car. She was close to just finding an alley like they were animals but that wasn't the plan. She stopped and looked in her tiny backseat and then to Tom. "Tom, how big is your backseat?" Tom said very softly "I only a half a mile from here. Will you come over for coffee or something?" Olivia said, "I want something but won't your wife be surprised?" Tom only said, "business trip." The he moved Olivia quickly to his car and helped her in. While he went around to the driver side, she pushed her skirt well up on her legs. They drove without speaking. They soon came to a house four times larger than Olivia's little apartment. She noticed that Tom drove in the garage and the door was closing before she got out. They almost didn't leave the kitchen. Tom was all over her and their lips didn't separate. Finally she pushed them apart and walked further into the house and stopped and turned. "Tom, I was going to send you a text tonight with a picture of this." She lifted her skirt to show the black panties and garter belt. "You like?" He grunted. And then shook a little while she took off the skirt and stood there in heels, stockings, and a blouse. They moved together and kissed, four arms everywhere. Suddenly she dropped to her knees and started undoing his pants. The belt, the hook, the zipper and then sliding them to his ankles. She moved his feet out and nuzzled her cheeks against the bulge straining his underwear. She kissed him again and their bodies ground slowly together. The bulge wetting his underwear with precum pressed into Olivia's panties wet with her own excitement. They ground together like teenagers for a few minutes before she turned and found the stairs. He was right behind her following her very slow pace almost crawling up the stairs. At the top she stopped and he slowly planted kisses on the skin above her panty waistband and on the silk panties. She turned and walked slowly into the biggest bedroom. She crossed the doorway into Sharon's bedroom with Sharon's husband following her erect and hungry. She stood at the edge of the bed and tuned and slowly unbuttoned her blouse and tossed it on the floor. Grinning, she smiled and started pinching her own nipples, teasing herself and Tom at the same time. Tom's face had an expression of pure lust. She leaned forward and unbuttoned his shirt, pushed up his T shirt for him to remove, and then moistened a finger in her mouth and slowly trailed it down his chest and ran it up and down the length of his cock straining his underwear. She ran her fingers now down her own neck and over hear breasts and down her stomach. Then she looked down and looked back at him as she slipped the hand slowly past the garter belt and into her panties and began teasing herself. Tom was gentle and he began slowly toughing Olivia's breasts gently caressing the bra covered nipple. He slipped fingers inside one cup f her bra to touch directly and was rewarded with a deep moan. Then Olivia went to her knees and slowly peeled down Tom's underwear until his cock, caged by the fabric sprang free and dragged itself across her face as it popped up. She looked up at him with a cute smile and touched her tongue to her top lip. She licked up the underside of his shaft and now it was his turn to groan. She kissed the leaky tip and then used her tongue and lips on his balls. She then stood and sat on the bed. Tom wasn't sure what to do. Olivia took off one high heel then the other. Then she stood on Sharon's bed, Tom's eyes even with her stomach. She held his head in her hands and pulled him close. He started licking her panties, teasing her from the outside. She held his head for minutes in that special hug and kiss while she concentrated on delaying her orgasm. Finally she pulled him back and looked down. "Tom, do you know why I wore my panties outside my garters tonight? It's because I said to myself maybe Tom will enjoy it if I keep my stockings on while he fucks me tonight." After she said the dirtiest words she ever uttered out loud, she pulled down her panties and sat on the bed. She rolled over on all fours and crawled up to pull down the covers and climbed into the bed. Sharon's bed. Tom wasted no time and followed. In the bed with the blanket and sheet half on and half off they kissed and groped and squirmed around in a frenzy. Soon she was on top of him and found his cock and clumsily guided it until she was able to push down and feel it. When it entered her, she cried out, "Oh, yes, I want this so badly" and she meant it. It had been a long time for Olivia and she could have orgasmed any second but she needed to feel him. She rode him and arched her back and ground against him. He got a look on his face and soon was ready. That's when she let go too. She whispered "cum for me" and brought herself to shaking and wonderful orgasm within minutes of feeling his explosion inside her body. Soon, she collapsed on top of him and they lay there most of the night. She had very few thoughts of Sharon sitting at the desk that should have been hers. Instead she thought about Sharon's husband with his softening cock inside her as they together in Sharon's bed.