by Unknown
Jack saw his wife watching Sky’s ass moving under her skirt as she passed. He couldn’t blame her, but he suspected her thoughts were something other than appreciation. Darla folded her arms under her own C cups. Her shirt wasn’t nearly as tight, but he could still appreciate her body. He imagined other guys at her company did too. Nothing wrong with that. Maybe it was different when you invited the body into the house though, he wondered.
His wife cut her eyes at him and he immediately turned his attention back to his computer. He would definitely be staying seated until she left for work – left him alone in the house with a girl in her twenties in a short, tight skirt. What could go wrong?
He was going to thank Darla for hiring the assistant, but he thought she might take that wrong, so Jack stayed silent.
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Darla spent her day thinking about the girl she had hired herself to be alone in the house with her husband all day. She spent her entire day distracted and on edge. Others around her noticed and after she snapped at someone for the third time, they started keeping their distance.
Darla knew it was her own fault. Jack didn’t even want an assistant and Darla had picked her from the profiles. She had passed over a couple passable male candidates, but Darla had thought of it at the time as helping another woman get started in business.
“Her profile picks were just of her face.” Darla muttered.
One of the female interns in the type of suit Sky should have been wearing stopped by Darla’s door and said, “What was that, ma’am?”
Ma’am was for old women – ten years older than the tight skirt tart she had hired to “assist” her husband. Darla said, “Nothing. I wasn’t talking to you.”
The intern dropped her head and slinked away. “Yes, ma’am. Sorry, ma’am.”
Darla almost yelled to not call her ma’am, but she stopped herself and reined her anger back in.
She had even told Sky to dress comfortably. She shook her head and bit the insides of her cheeks.
Darla started picturing Sky bent over the kitchen counter, spilling the water on the floor, laughing, and getting pounded from behind by Jack with her skirt up around her waist. She saw Sky on her back on the dining room table, legs spread wide, and Jack facedown in her pussy slurping away. Darla saw Jack typing at his computer as Sky squeezed under his desk taking his cock gently into her mouth and slowly sucking him off all day long. She was reaching up her easy access skirt and rubbing her young, tight pussy as she did it just in case Jack wanted a little snack during his next break.
Darla felt herself getting wet and her nipples hardening as she swirled with passionate thoughts, anger, and jealousy. She took a deep breath and pressed on her breasts through her blouse with her palms to smooth her nipples back down.
She finally made it to the end of the day and drove home.
She burst into the house and looked at the dining room table. It was clear of dishes. Darla caught herself actually looking for ass prints. Jack was at his computer as usual and typing away. She peeked over to see if Sky was hiding underneath. Jack had changed into jeans and a button up shirt. Darla felt a lump in her throat thinking that Jack had changed clothes with Sky in the house.
He turned around. “Oh, how was your day?”
“Good.” Darla lied. “How was yours?”
“Never better. I got so much done.”
“Really?”
He got a strange look on his face and turned back to his computer. “Yes, it was great. You really helped me out. Thank you.”
Darla stared at him for a long moment. “Great. You’re welcome.”
She walked back through the house. The sinks were clear and the counters were clean. The laundry hamper was empty.
Darla walked back and found Sky in their bedroom. A half empty basket of laundry sat on the made bed. Skyler knelt over the open, bottom drawer of their dresser.
Her skirt had ridden up enough that Darla saw her black panties with white, lace frills around the legs. They weren’t a thong, but they were cut high so that plenty of cheek showed on each side. Darla thought she could bounce a quarter off that ass. The panties reminded her of a French maid outfit. They were the kind of panties a girl wore when she was planning on getting fucked.
Sky finished stuffing the drawer and pushed it back in. She leaned forward flaring her ass out more. That was the kind of ass a man would want to bounce more than a quarter off of – even a good man like Jack.
Sky stood and returned to the bed. She smoothed her skirt, such as it was, down over her ass and just over the tops of her thighs which was as far as it would reach. So, she was aware that she was showing the goods. Darla expected Sky to look down the hall to see if anyone was looking. She did not.
The skirt rode right back up as Sky brought one knee up onto the bed. The arched back, one extended leg and one bent leg, defined her ass like something chiseled out of marble. Even Darla wanted to take a bite out of that ass.
Sky took out Jack’s sweat pants and tee shirt from the basket next. They were the ones Jack had been wearing this morning. Darla felt heat rise in her face. He had undressed, Sky had taken his clothes, washed them, dried them, and now folded them. Darla knew there was no rational reason to think this meant that Jack had fucked Sky in their bed before she made it and washed his clothes, but that was all she could picture. In her mind, Jack drove in deep and unloaded all his cum inside her pussy.
Darla licked her lips.
Sky turned with Jack’s pants in her hands. She spotted Darla in the hallway and startled. “Oh. Hello. I didn’t hear you come in, ma’am.”
Darla cleared her throat. “Call me Darla.”
“Yes, ma’am, I mean, Darla. I’m just taking this last load and then we’re done … unless there is something else you need.”
Darla saw that Sky’s hand was clutched over the crotch of Jack’s pants and that brought up more pictures. Darla shook her head more to clear the images than to answer the girl’s question. “No, you can go.”
“I’ll finish this up and then see you in the morning.”
Darla stepped forward and took Jack’s clothes out of Sky’s hands. “You’ve done enough today. I’ll finish this.”
Sky lowered her hands and smoothed down her skirt. “Yes, ma’am … ugh, Darla. I finished Jack’s list and was just completing this last chore. It was a good day.”
Darla swallowed. “You did everything he needed? Did he make a long list?”
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“Yes. It was very long. I told him he can give me more tomorrow. I can take as much as he can give me. He said he was going to give me much more tomorrow. He might even sneak a few more in after I’m done with those. I told him I can take it. I know what to do, so he can make it as hard as he wants before he …”
Darla coughed and said, “Okay, we’ll see you tomorrow then, Sky.”
Sky nodded and turned to go. She heard Jack and Sky exchange words. Jack laughed and Darla felt the blood rush to her head.
She sat down on the bed. Darla tossed the clothes back in the basket and shoved the basket off the bed into the floor. “Sky can pick that shit up tomorrow with that tight, little ass sticking out.”
Darla pictured Sky doing it. She would have to bend down and show her panties again. Darla buried her face in her hands and sighed.
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Over the next few days, Jack grew even more comfortable with Sky. He talked about how great she was and how much he was getting done. He didn’t even seem self-conscious about her flitting around the house and over his desk in her tight clothes over her tight body.
Darla looked at her dark hair in the mirror and then out at Sky’s bottle blond curls. This was a nightmare and Darla was dreaming about Jack being seduced by Sky every night.
Darla considered telling Sky to dress more professionally, but it had been long enough that the conversation would be beyond awkward. Even in loose clothes, Sky would still be a young, littl
e bombshell. If anything, clothes that hid her curves would just remind Jack of what he had seen and he would imagine her body underneath every time he saw her.
Darla stepped into the kitchen about a week and a half after she started. Sky was wearing Capri pants at least, but if anything, they were tighter and showed more of her body than the skirts had. She would be back in skirts or shorts again tomorrow, Darla knew.
Jack was out in his car looking for something.
Sky rinsed off a dish and water splashed up on her tee shirt. “Oopsie.”
Darla rolled her eyes. “You have quite a fashion sense, Sky.”
“Thank you. I never was able to wear my best clothes at my old jobs. I love being here with you two.”
“Jack is treating you well?”
A smile flashed across Sky’s lips and red touched her cheeks. Darla didn’t like that at all.
Sky stared down at the dishes. “Oh, yes. He is a great boss. He’s really using me now. I think I’m fitting into his system nicely.”
“He’s a good man,” Darla said.
Sky nodded.
“Deserves to be treated well,” Darla added.
“Yes, ma’am.” Sky chewed at her lip. “Ugh, yes, Darla.”
“Do you like the way he looks at you, Sky?”
Sky’s face went bright red and her hands hovered above the sink. “No … he, I mean, he doesn’t look at me – not like that.”
“You want him to though, don’t you?”
“I don’t know what to say here, Darla.” Sky turned her attention on Darla, but couldn’t look her in the eye. “He’s a great man. You know he’s sexy. I didn’t come here to try to seduce him, if that’s what you’re asking.”
“But you wouldn’t turn him down, if he offered himself.”
Darla took a step toward her and Sky took a step back.
“I need this job,” Sky said. “I’m not looking to mess things up here.”
“But if things were different, you would love to fuck Jack, wouldn’t you?”
Sky swallowed and said, “Don’t fire me, please, Darla. I’m not looking to insult him or you.”
“What if I ordered you to help me seduce him?” Darla tilted her head. “What if we both wanted you to do it, would you?”
“Is this a trick or a test, Darla?”
“No trick,” Darla said. “I have the image of you two stuck in my head and it is getting in the way of my work.”
“We haven’t done anything. He wouldn’t. He’s faithful to you. I’m just an assistant.”
Darla held up a hand. “I didn’t say you did. It is my thing, but I could use your help getting it out of my system.”
“What are you asking, Darla?”
“You say you think you can fit into the system nicely, you find Jack attractive, any man would find your young body in those tight clothes attractive, I need help getting past it, and I think Jack could use a little adventure too.”
“You want me to seduce your husband?” Sky narrowed her eyes. “After I do it, you would resent me and I would get fired anyway.”
Darla shook her head. “No, I want you to do it in front of me. If I know it only happens when I decide it does, then I can get past it.”
Sky looked away and then shook her head. “It won’t happen at all. You can trust Jack and I can wear less … casual clothes, if that is part of it.”
Darla shook her head. “We are way past that point. This is what I want. This is what Jack wants. If I can trust you to do this when I want it done, then I can trust you not to do it. I am a woman that controls everything around her at work. It is my problem, but to keep my control at work, I’ll have to get control of this. This is what I need from you, Sky. Can I count on you?”
Sky swallowed. “Well, if I have to do chores anyway, this would be one I would enjoy, if you are sure.”
Darla stepped up right in front of Sky and Sky backed into the counter. Darla said, “I’m not going to hurt you.”
“Okay.”
“What color are your panties today?”
Sky smiled. “Have you noticed my panties, Darla?”
“Hard not to,” Darla said. “What color are they today?”
“It’s a tough color to describe. It might be best, if you just looked, ma’am.”
“Why do you keep calling me ma’am, Sky?”
“Maybe I’m hoping you will spank me.”
Darla reached out and pulled the front of Sky’s capris. She worked them down her hips and over her tight stomach.
“Are you even wearing panties?”
“You’re pulling them down. Don’t stop.”
The capris came off Sky’s ass and Darla saw that the panties were a shiny copper color. “Does your bra match?”
“Check.”
Darla reached up and cupped Sky’s breast over her tee shirt. Sky returned the favor.
The front door to the house opened and closed. They kept touching each other. They waited to see if Jack would walk in on them. The sound of him typing at the computer just a few feet away commenced. If he leaned out to look around the corner or over the counter, he would see them touching each other.
“Do you want to do this with him now?” Sky’s voice was breathy.
“Later, I’ll tell you the plan.” Darla let go of Sky’s breast and pulled her capris back over her hips. “Wear something easy access.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
Darla reached around and spanked Sky with one crisp clap against her ass cheek. Sky yelped and then whispered. “Yes, Darla.”
“Everything okay in there?” Jack called.
“Fine,” Darla said.
“Just dropped something.” Sky added.
Darla walked away leaving Sky leaning on the counter catching her breath.
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Darla stood outside the door to their house and took several deep breaths. She was having second thoughts, but she had already called Sky and their plan was in motion. Every detail was in place. Darla was not one to drop a plan just because she was nervous. She felt the same heady rush she got before closing a big deal. This might be the biggest deal of her life by some measures and she was already wet.
She turned the key and walked inside.
Jack’s fingers hung above the keyboard as he stared at the letters on the screen like they had paralyzed him. “You’re home early.”
She sat down on the couch. As he sat there with his hands frozen above his work, she thought about the day she had frozen Sky with her questions. Now they were about to do this.
“Are you stuck?” Darla asked. She knew Sky was listening from the hall and Darla was going off script.
“A little. Do you want an early dinner?”
Darla shrugged even though Jack wasn’t looking at her. “I had something else in mind.”
Jack lowered his hands and leaned back in his chair. He turned his body to face her on the couch and looked her up and down. “Oh? Sky is still here. We’ll need to send her home, if you are thinking what I’m thinking.”
“I’m thinking Sky stays.”
Jack smiled and turned back to his computer. “I’ll try to seduce you later then, Darla.”
He was a good man. He could use a wild night and Darla needed this for her own reasons. All her doubts faded and she felt good about her plan finally.
“Sky, will you do something in here for me?”
Sky walked in wearing only her bra and panties. They were gold and frilly. Her body was perfect. Darla felt a tinge of jealousy, but she let it pass through her. She decided to own it.
Jack’s eyes went wide and he held up his hands. “I don’t know anything about this, I swear. She had her clothes on all day … I thought.”
“She took them off for me,” Darla said.
Sky walked over to the couch next to Darla, but still faced Jack. Jack’s hands dropped and so did his mouth.
Darla reached up and unhooked Sky’s bra in the back. It dropped down off h
er arms and she let it hit the floor. Her tits were big and firm. Her nipples had a tone close to the copper color that Darla had to pull down Sky’s pants to see for herself earlier.
“What is this?” Jack said.
“Don’t I always do what is best for you?” Darla asked.