The entire week after Meredith and I had sex for the first time I was feeling really bad. That was a line I did not want to cross. It was that moment when I had to admit to myself I was having an affair. I cheated on Wife. Not something I was proud of. Not something Wife deserved.
Meredith and I didn’t have sex again for many weeks. We skipped the entire month of March actually. We continued to communicate both via Wickr and at work. She continued to be my submissive at work. We still played some, but I was struggling with what we had done and she could tell. Nearly everyday we took some time to just sit and talk about things. Down to a coffee shop or in a conference room. Our lives were in such disarray it was nice to talk to each other about what was going on. Our friendship was strong.
Near the end of March I received a cryptic text from another coworker who I’ll call Becca. I was in another state with Wife on vacation visiting family when I received this:
“Hey I need you to be honest about something. Are you seeing someone at work?”
I’ve worked with Becca for a long time. We are fairly close. I’ve been to her house, and met her family. She knows I’m married with a family. To receive a text like this is super odd, and I don’t know what is going on.
I send a feeler out to Meredith to see if she knows. What I found out was both horrible and amazing.
Meredith sits next to Becca at work, and they have been talking a lot. Becca is really good friends with another coworker whom I’ll call Jenny. Becca and Jenny hang out a lot at work. It used to be because they worked on similar projects, but they don’t anymore and are still together quite a bit. As Jenny is frequently up visiting Becca at her desk Meredith would join the two of them in conversation. It turns out Meredith and Jenny had a lot in common. They started to form their own friendship. It seemed like a really great thing for all of them.
Meredith would tell me about Jenny and the conversations they had. She really admired Jenny and thought she was funny. As such Jenny quickly moved up Meredith’s friend ranking. Meredith would talk to me about how she wants to be known, and she feels that both Jenny and myself really understand her. It feels so good that she wants both of us to know her completely. Since Meredith was dealing with loneliness and depression at times I encouraged her to hang out with Jenny after work because I couldn’t be there (because H hates my guts). They did hang out a couple of times. It seemed to be going well.
Now I’m texting Meredith to ask her why Becca is texting me cryptic messages. Meredith is distraught, and even more so knowing I am now involved. It turns out Becca and Jenny were more than close friends. Becca had been having an affair with her for more than a year. Becca is married to a man, and has two children so this caught me a bit by surprise. I knew Jenny was a lesbian, but not Becca. They were so close that Jenny even asked Becca to marry her at one point. But Becca is never going to leave her family. She says maybe someday, but it’s never going to happen. Jenny knows this and told me so.
Apparently their relationship is very volatile. High highs and low lows. Recently they hit a low and stopped seeing each other. At least that is how Jenny saw it. Since Jenny was hanging out with Meredith and saw herself as now single she didn’t think anything of getting close to her. Meredith really wanted to be known by Jenny as who she really was. Which, for her, includes sex. Meredith is slightly bisexual. Like a two on the scale.
I found out from Meredith that twice, when they hung out, they had sex. It was Meredith’s first time with a woman. She really enjoyed it, and thought everything was going well.
Then Jenny got back together with Becca and felt guilty. She told Becca everything. Thinking a clean slate would be good for them. It was not good. Becca went ballistic. I saw some of the texts Becca sent to both Meredith and Jenny. They were bad. Lots of name calling. Lots of threats – of harm to them as well as to herself. It went on and on and on. Meredith was beside herself. She was totally blindsided by this.
At one point Becca sent a text photo to Jenny with all the pills she was going to take. Jenny called a friend from work who lived nearby to go over and be with her. It helped. Becca was gone from work for a week and came back in much better shape. More subdued. Still had crazy episodes it sounds like, but not threatening to harm other people as much. Still hated Meredith and Jenny, who were both afraid to be around her. It was a scary period.
I was a little upset Meredith didn’t tell me the extent of her other relationship. But Jenny asked her not to because of the work situation. I have to work with Jenny on a much more formal basis everyday at work. Meredith said she nearly told me anyway and was really conflicted. I told her in the future she needs to tell me. I can’t help what I don’t know and those choices affect me.
She did tell her husband. He was fine with it. He isn’t threatened by his wife having sex with another woman. Only another man. He knows how she is.
One thing Meredith learned is that although the sex was fun and quite different than with a man she still prefers men. Plus the drama she had to go through completely turned her off. After all that, Jenny gave Meredith the cold shoulder for quite awhile tying to avoid any confrontations with Becca. It was a crushing blow to Meredith and they are no longer even friends.
The reason Becca reached out to me was because she knew Meredith and I were close and thought maybe we were having sex too (lucky guess! Although I didn’t confirm that for her). She claimed she just wanted to know and would keep it quiet, but really she wanted to destroy Meredith. Amazingly Becca and I are still semi-friends today. Enough to keep the peace at work. I played my cards right.
As April approached my relationship with Meredith changed. She had been hunting for another job in other companies within the region. It became obvious she was going to land one soon, and that triggered something within each of us. We couldn’t resist wanting more sex. We had this person right in front of us who could give us the sex we have both craved for many, many years and they were about to exit our lives. Your brain starts making rationalizations for you. The line had already been crossed so…
We ended up having sex in the conference room at work three times in April. There were a couple of blowjobs thrown in as well. Our encounters were amazing. I mean stuff I’ve always dreamed of. I had a beautiful woman who would fall completely under my spell. The way we were in each other’s heads was incredible. The connection. The raw intensity. It was more than I could have imagined. We were magic together.
All through April though we were limited by the conference room. By the end of April she had a start date at her new company set for mid May. We both wanted an uninhibited night together. Or as close as we could get.
On a Friday in May I booked a room at a hotel near work. This was to be our grand finale. We both knew it. I’m going to give you the extreme shorthand. We met there after work. It was intense. We cycled between raw passion, and soft cuddling for four hours. It was sweet and dirty and kinky. It was all we had hoped for. Both of us experienced a freedom and sexual connection we’d never dreamed of experiencing before. And it was all too short.
One incredible memory for us to keep as a shining momento of our relationship. It was our last time together. We made the most of it, or as best we could in such a small span of time. When it was time to go we walked back to our cars together. It wasn’t the last time we would see each other, but it was the last time we were intimate together.