A Day Off

When Sarah woke up Friday morning, she could scarcely believe what she'd done. She felt a complicated mix of feelings. 'I have to process this,' she thought. She sent a quick email to Natalie. "I need a personal day," she wrote.

Within minutes she got a reply. "Of course you do. I'm so sorry --N".

Just then, Al came in. "There you are, sleepyhead. I'm already about to leave for work, and you're still in bed!"

"I had a big night last night, honey," she said. "Kind of harder than I thought it would be. So, I'm taking the day off. I'll tell you all about it tonight. Now... how would you feel about bringing me breakfast in bed?"

"Your wish is my command, madame," he replied.

While Al got her breakfast, she replied to Natalie. "You have nothing to be sorry about! And I still have your panties." She stuck in a smiley and sent it.

Al brought breakfast and then left for work. 'Friday is Gloria at the glory hole,' she thought.

She ate breakfast and sorted through her feelings. On the one hand, she felt ashamed. She'd whored herself out to advance her career. 'And not just in the normal way, I drank piss to get ahead,' she thought.

On the other hand, when she walked through all the events of the evening, one by one, she really had no regrets. The blowjobs were no big deal, nor was the public exposure. She was used to that already, and, she felt, understood the important psychological role they played.

Going down on women was new... but was it so terrible? She had been having those thoughts about Toni already. Elizabeth was a user, to be sure, but Sarah found she had actively enjoyed making Natalie orgasm. 'I would do that again,' she thought. She even realized that what she had liked most about that was exposing Natalie -- making her cum so ostentatiously in front of a crowd. 'Maybe I can be a bit of a user,' she thought to herself.

Finally, there was the piss. 'Of all the things,' she thought, 'this is the trickiest.' She'd found it disgusting, to be sure. The taste was foul. But at the same time, she noticed when her thoughts would touch on these acts, she didn't really feel shame or disgust -- just that she thought she should feel shame and disgust. In a way it turned her on to think about.

After a couple of hours of thought, she texted Toni. "I'm playing hooky today, want to come by for wine and lunch?"

Toni texted back immediately, "Y c u n 5".

Shortly there was a knock on Sarah's door. She didn't want to get out of bed, so she texted Toni again. "Just let yourself in."

The front door opened and Sarah heard Toni say, "Sarah?"

"In here!" she shouted. Toni followed the sound of her voice and came into the bedroom. Sarah was lying in bed, propped up, with her laptop, phone, and the remains of breakfast. She was still wearing her pajamas.

Toni walked over and sat on the edge of the bed. "Does this mean we're having sex?" she asked, faux-earnestly.

Sarah laughed. "We are, but not today!" she responded in kind. "Now go get two glasses and the bottle from the fridge. I have a lot to tell you!"

Toni came back and sat next to her in bed, and Sarah told her about all the events of the night before.

"Wow," said Toni. "You really drank it?"

"Yeah," said Sarah. "And you were wrong, it tasted gross. And... somehow I liked it. Is that sick?"

"James would love you," said Toni. "I still haven't been able to make myself."

"I wonder if it's easier anonymously," said Sarah. "I got like three research project ideas from just last night alone!"

The two of them talked for several hours, then eventually Toni left to go on a date with James. A short time later, Al came home.

"Still in bed?" he asked.

"I stayed in bed all day," replied Sarah. "Achievement unlocked!"

They ordered delivery and Sarah stayed in bed. After Al cleaned up, Sarah said, "Al, we have to have a kind of difficult discussion about my work."

He got back in bed with her. "What's the matter?" he asked.

"Before I start," she said, "I want you to know I love you. I did some things last night without talking to you first, and I want to make sure that we are still ok. And also, it occurs to me that you never told me about your other experiences in the glory hole at the department."

"Yeah," he said. "I'm sorry. I promised I would, but I've been a little embarrassed about them, so I've been avoiding the topic."

"Well, how about we both come clean then," she said. She proceeded to tell him what had happened at the Board meeting. His eyes grew wider and wider as she continued.

At the end, her heart was racing. "Well?" she asked nervously. She didn't know what to do with her hands, and they fidgeted with the blankets. "What do you think? How do you feel?"

He looked directly into her eyes. "You are the sexiest woman I have ever known," he said. "I love you more than I thought was possible." He leaned over and kissed her.

"Now it's your turn," said Sarah. "Tell me all about the glory hole."

"Well," started Al. "I've been a few times. I went twice during Angela's shift, and twice during Natalie's. I guess they both checked a kind of fantasy box for me -- Angela because she is Black, and Natalie because she is your boss."

"Ok, but more details, come on," interrupted Sarah.

"Patience, patience! Natalie was only ok, though maybe the first time she was having a bad day -- she was a lot better the second time!" Sarah interrupted again to ask for the dates, which confirmed her suspicion that Natalie's improvement had been due to her help.

"Angela was decent. I did what you said, though, and really unleashed on her verbally. And the first time, I have to say, I felt terrible about it. Like I was doing something very wrong, abusive even. But when I went back, nothing seemed different. Like my words just vanished and didn't hurt anyone. And she remembered me and prompted me -- she repeated back some of what I'd said the first time. So I did it again... it was so liberating, just a wonderful feeling!"

Sarah said, "Al. I want to make love to you now. But while we do it, I want you to tell me everything you told Angela. Every nasty, dirty thing."

Al practically attacked her. In a flash, it seemed, he was in her. 'His cock feels so good in me,' she thought. 'How has it been so long since we did this?'

"Tell me," she breathed in his ear. "Tell me."

"I told her I was going to fuck her like a whore," he said. "Like a dirty, nasty whore."

"Yeah," moaned Sarah. She started rubbing her clit with one hand.

"I was going to fuck her face while my wife sucked her cunt," he said. "That I was going to slap her big tits."

"Oh, yeah," said Sarah. "Dirtier."

He was thrusting powerfully now. "I told her I was going to fuck my wife's ass and make her suck my cock," he confessed. "Like a dirty fucking whore. An ass-to-mouth whore!"

He started cumming, and Sarah could feel the cum pumping into her pussy. She sped up and started her orgasm just as he finished his.

Afterward they laid in bed together, his deflating cock still inside her. "Thank you," she said. "I know it's hard to open up about these things, just like it was hard for me to tell you about last night. I feel so close to you now."

Eventually he rolled off of her, and they fell asleep while spooning.