There was no one else to talk to

Melissa screeched in frustration as she threw her phone onto the second bed. “First Ben fucking leaves, now Darren won’t even answer me!” Reaching over she picked up a tumbler glass of whiskey and slammed it back. “Fucking RTO!”

The beautiful woman reclined on the clean bed and stared across at the only remains of her tryst with Ben from earlier that day. The memories of the day did nothing to quell the anger that coursed through her. First Ben had rebuffed her attempts at moving their relationship along, then work, now her useless husband. It was all too much for her to deal with.

Trying to calm herself, she picked up her laptop and logged in to check some emails. There were bound to be a ton based on the RTO alone, but she hoped that maybe something in her personal email would help out. Skimming through the messages, she was surprised to get a message from another colleague at FinOp. Kylie was an old sorority sister who had helped her land the original HR gig who worked as an assistant to the C-Suite. In fact it had been Kylie’s early warning that had allowed her to move over to the new developer position within the company.

Opening up the email, her eyes bounced back and forth across the screen as she took in the words.

Hey, Melissa,

Just heard from the CTO and CEO. FinOp is going RTO in four weeks. I knew you had something worked out with Ben, but you two are going to need to figure this out. I didn’t warn him yet, I figured you could handle that. The company won’t know for another two weeks. So that gives you a head start to figure out how to make this work.

You owe me, again!

Kylie

“Of fucking course.” The anger that had threatened to boil over before had settled into a steady heat as she thought over the situation. Darren couldn’t return to office, they were about to lose her second job. “When it rains, it pours.” The trite statement made her giggle. The giggle turned into a chuckle, and before she knew it she was laying there laughing and crying into a pillow as she tried to stifle her screams. Sitting up, she set the laptop to the side and went into the bathroom. Splashing cold water over her face, she brushed away the few tears that had leaked from her eyes in frustration.

“You are a smart woman Melissa, you can figure this out.” Gassing herself up, she stepped back into the main part of the hotel room. Deciding to pour herself another drink, she grabbed her tumbler and walked over to the bottle of whiskey she had meant to share with Ben that night. As the amber colored liquor filled the cheap glassware she thought over the multiple situations. TechCo paid significantly better, plus with this RTO nonsense there were amazing opportunities over the next few weeks to work closely with higher ups and really ingratiate herself. It was actually the perfect opportunity for her HR career.

As for FinOp, it was just a paycheck. She actually hated the company and was only there for the money and for Ben. If only Darren could go to the office in her place. She giggled at the thought of him wearing some of her heels and a skirt going in to stand in front of Ben. A flush rose through her body as she thought of how hot that would make her. She had always been a fan of cuckolding. It had been one of the main reasons she had even agreed to marry Darren, she had been so sure she could convince him to participate. Her hand slipped down to toy with herself through her panties as she remembered slowly convincing Ben to roleplay it.

Smiling to herself, she knew that even if it never went anywhere, playing at dressing up her annoying and useless husband like some sexy secretary was going to provide her with years worth of fantasies. Curling up on the bed with her laptop and whiskey, she began to research exactly how to go about it.