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(c) 2007 Victor Echo

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents
are either the product of the author's disturbed imagination and are
used fictitiously.  Any resemblance to actual persons, living, dead,
undead or mostly harmless, business establishments, events, or locales
is entirely coincidental.

===//===
Thanks to everyone who has commented on this story thus far.  Look for
chapter 4 around the end of the month.  I am also set up on
Stories On Line (http://storiesonline.net/auth/Victor_Echo)

Enjoy!
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Luci - Chapter 3

Buzzing, loud noises, alarm. I hate alarms.  I hate alarms when I am
sleeping on my couch at work.  I hate sleeping on my couch at work.
Still dark.  Mouth tastes like a sewer and I have not even been
drinking.  Where is the alarm coming from?  Oh, PC.  I pull myself
erect and stumble over to my PC and silence the noise.  It was not
that loud, but when the only noises in the room are PC fans, it was
loud enough.  My head ached and I had to go to the bathroom.  It was
going on for 5:30 in the morning when I prodded my machine back to
life, hoping it would somehow jumpstart my own brain.  I had given up
hope on my body.  My phone was ringing and I felt like I had a hangover.

"Yeah?" I was not in the mood to deal with anyone.

"Good morning to you, too, dear.  I hope to be out of here at lunch.
No, I can make it home on my own.  Have a good day at work, I love you,
too."  Spending the night at work was not unusual, but I would have to
make it up to Fay.

The restore had worked without errors.  I took a quick look through
the restored files and was happy with what I saw.  It was time to start
rolling the changes into the files.  I slipped into gear and started
typing.  The knock on my door brought me up with a start and probably
a growl.  I think I scared Jerry a little because he brought up both
hands in a defensive gesture.

"Sorry." We both said it at the same time and a second later we
started laughing.

"Sorry, Jerry.  You want a status report, right?"

"Yes, if you can give me one."

I took a minute, looked at the clock and wondered how it got to be
7:30 already, marshaled my thoughts and began.  "We are about 75
percent of the way there.  I think that by 8:30 AM we should be ready
to kick the system over to accounting and let them see if it is fixed.
We have a real DBA coming today?"

"Yes, should be here anytime now.  You get any sleep?"

"About 4 hours on the couch, so no, not really.  I am trying to hold
it together until the cavalry arrives and then I can have a breakdown.
Just keep people out of here and I should be fine.  I probably
smell too."

He laughed as he walked away.

"Good morning, Nikki.  You might want to give him a wide berth this
morning," I heard him say as he walked down the hall.

"Good morning, Jerry.  He doesn't scare me."  I heard Jerry laughing
as he returned to his office.

"Good morning, Gary, you...." Her mouth kept moving, but no words were
coming out.  I think she was going to say I was in early, because I was,
except I had yet to leave.  Nikki glanced around the office, taking in
the state of the couch, my rumpled clothes and haggard appearance.
She almost looked like she was looking for something.

"Luci left around 11 last night, Nikki."

"Um?  Oh, I know, she called me."  Six hours ago that information
would have come as a surprise to me.  Now it was just simply data.
She stopped and looked at me from across the desk.

"Besides a shower and sleep, can I get you anything?  Have you had
anything to eat since last night?"

"No, and no, but I don't expect to be here long."

"Do you want coffee?"

"Yes, but I cannot take any coffee on an empty stomach."

"Not to worry, Gary."  She looked like she was going to say more, but
instead turned and left.  I went back to work.

Nikki slipped in a little later and dropped off coffee and a bagel.  I
do not know where she got the bagel from, but I was very happy she had.

"Are you going to be a bad boy and resist going home?"  Luci was
leaning on my doorjamb, wearing a long blue skirt that almost touched
the floor.  She had a tight deep pink cable knit sweater on that showed
of her chest.  She looked stunning.  Blue dangle earrings with gold and
silver drew your attention to her face, where she had put on a subtle
layer of makeup and lipstick.  Stunning.  And then she walked into the
office, and you saw the slit in the skirt that went well above her knee.
She had on two inch heels and black stocking and was marching into my
office and around my desk.  I found myself standing up, arms out to
touch her and not knowing what to do.  She stopped far enough away to
be businesslike, but with a gleam in her eye and smile on her face.
She reached out for my hands and took them in her own and squeezed
them, then kissed each one in turn then stepped back.  I almost fell
into my chair.

"Luci, you look wonderful.  I must be delirious; I thought you were
an angel."

"Oh, you are going to resist."

She was grinning, happy and very beautiful.  My PC chose that moment
to chirp at me.

"Hot damn!"  I slapped the desk causing Luci to jump and brought Nikki
and Pete in at a run.

"What now?"  Pete looked like the world was coming to an end.

"We have ourselves a functioning accounting system," I said.  "And 20
minutes before I said it would be ready!" I received a polite round of
applause from the ladies.  Pete looked like I had just told him the
world was flat.

"Gary, are you busy?"  Missy was standing in my door way looking that
the small crowd.

"For you, never!"  I was giddy.  I was tired and I wanted to
go home.  Badly.

"This is Jason Tanner, our new DBA," she said ushering Jason into the
office.  Jason was about 45, a little grey at the temples but otherwise
unremarkable.  He held out his hand to me, not quite sure what to make
of my attire.  He was wearing a suit.  At least he knew how to dress.

"Good morning, Jason, welcome to Fort Apache.  This is Pete Mannor,
head of networks, Luci Phelps, our lead network engineer and Nikki
Wilson, our lead application engineer.  What do you know?"

He gave me a look that said he was about to spit out his resume and I
could almost see him change gears.

"I don't know anything.  What do I need to know?"  I liked him already.

"Pete, get Jason an account and whatever else he needs to do Paul's
job.  Fill the paperwork in as you go and bring it by for my signature."
Pete was gone before I changed my focus.  "Nikki, he will be using
Paul's machine.  Go ahead and log me out and then image the thing in
case we have a need it later."

"10 minutes, tops," she replied heading out the door.

"Grab a seat Jason and some paper if you need it.  Here is what I know."

Jason pulled up the empty guest chair and Luci slid onto the couch,
pushing my blanket out of the way.   I suspect that if Jason had any
questions later today, Luci would be the one answering them.  I needed
to make a note of that.  I brought Jason up to speed on what I knew,
suspected and had done over the better part of the last 18 or so hours.
I may have shown my ignorance in doing things, but I did them the only
way I knew how.  We spent over an hour discussing the best ways to keep
things afloat and what we might need to do to shore up the dike and
keep it from happening again.  He was bright and articulate and I felt
better about turning the whole ball of wax over to him.  Once we had
our game plan in place, we went and did it all over again in a brief
for Jerry and Bob Norton.  By 10:30, Jason was in front of a machine
and implementing the plan.  I wished him luck and dragged myself back
to my office.

"You are going home now, right?" Luci asked me from the couch.

"No, but I am going home in about 20 minutes.  Less if I can arrange it."

"I can live with that.  Let me go and take care of a couple of things
and I will walk you out."

"Thank you, Luci, but that isn't necessary.  I am a big boy." I got a
smile for my effort.

Almost 30 minutes later, I was heading for Jerry's office.

"Unless you need me, I am going home," I said as I stuck my head in
the door.

"No, go get some rest.  You have earned it.  See you tomorrow."

"Yup.  Probably around 8, I have to take Ellen to school."

"See you then.  Drive safe."  He returned to what ever it was he was
doing and I headed for the elevators.  Luci was waiting for me.

"Going to make sure I actually leave?" I asked coming up to her.

"Yes, actually," she replied pushing the button.

"You do look wonderful this morning, Luci," I said as I entered the
elevator behind her.

"Thank you.  I decided that since you would not be here to see me
today, then no one should get to see anything either."

"Except that you are leaving very little to the imagination, even
though there is very little skin showing."

"True, but they will have to settle for their imaginations, you
know better."

She kissed me soundly but quickly before the elevator doors opened.

"Get home safe.  I will see you tomorrow."

"Take care of yourself," I responded, stepping out into the foyer and
heading for the parking lot.

Wednesday was a bit of a blur.  I did go home but I did not
immediately go to sleep.  Instead I went home, showered, changed into
casual clothes, did a clean for dirty swap at the dry cleaners, picked
up some stuff for dinner and spend a couple of hours in the hot tub.
OK, I fell asleep in the hot tub.  Not safe I know, but I guess I
really was tired.  I picked up Ellen at school and was rewarded for my
effort with squeals and hugs and kisses.  Six-year olds have such
energy.  We went home and played on the floor for a few hours before I
started dinner.  Fay was home by six and we had a nice, quiet family
dinner.  We played a board game or two and headed to bed.  Thursday
would be here soon enough.

===//===

When the alarm went off Thursday morning, I was feeling more like my
old self.  Fay had left somewhere in the middle of the night, or so it
had seemed.  She was working on a major project and was trying to come
home in time to get Ellen, so I got to sleep in and take her to school.
It was supposed to be unseasonably warm today and I almost grabbed a
suit off the rack, but instead decided comfort was the name of the game.
I pulled out a pair of my favorite cargo pants and was pulling on a
polo shirt when I thought better of it and reached for a button up
Hawaiian shirt.  I was not violating the dress code, just stretching
it a little.  I had earned the privilege I thought.  Ellen was already
dressed and we had a quick bowl of cereal together and headed to school.

"Daddy, we have to pick up Chloe this morning."  Chloe was one of her
friends and lived around the corner from us.

"OK.  Now were does she live again?"

"Daaadddyy..." I do so love teasing her.

We picked up Chloe and made the short trip to school where I dropped
the girls off and then made my way to work.  I decided that I was going
to stop and get some gourmet coffee on the way, along with a bagel to
keep me going until lunch.  Skipping meals like the last two days was
something I could do, but if I did it too often, my body would rebel.
At 8:15, I pulled into a parking space and made my way upstairs.

"Hey Gary, you da man!" Pete gave me high five as I stepped off the
elevator.  He was coming out of our spaces heading for where ever it
was he was going.  I do not think I would not have gone that far, but
if he felt good, then things were looking up.  I entered the secure
hallway and turned the corner only to be tackled by Nikki.  Now Nikki
is not heavy, but she sure is not light and when you do not expect it,
well, we wound up falling to the floor like a house of cards.  I am
surprised neither one of us was hurt.  What surprised me more than being
tackled was the flurry of kisses she was giving me, topped off by a
very deep, long kiss, her pelvis grinding against mine.  And we were
in the middle of the hall!  The security door opened and Jerry was
standing there looking down at this scene with a mixture of humor,
interest and a little longing.  Nikki, sensing my attention had shifted
looked up to Jerry and smiled then slipped back and offered me a hand up.

"Sorry, Jerry, I couldn't resist," she said.

"I understand Ms. Wilson.  Perhaps next time a little more decorum
might be exercised?"  He was trying not to laugh.  I managed to get
myself to my feet and saw Janice behind Nikki.  She came up and pushed
Nikki out of the way and started wiping my mouth with a tissue, one
hand holding my chin so I could not get away.

"Yes Nikki, one must always maintain decorum," she said, and then she
kissed me.  And what a kiss it was.  Maybe it was the after effects of
having Nikki kiss me first, but I do not believe so.  She curled my
toes and brought me to hardness in a matter of seconds, drawing a moan
from deep within me before she broke away.  Those in the hallway were
applauding, even Jerry.  I was speechless and blushing.

It was then that I noticed that all the ladies were wearing polo shirts
with the company logo and IT Department on them and khakis.  In fact,
everyone was wearing the same thing.  Except for me that is.  Even
Jerry had one on.

"Clearly, I missed a staff meeting.  Or at least a memo?"

"At least," Jerry replied and ushered us into the library.  Luci was
there and she too was wearing the uniform of the day, a
room-illuminating grin on her face.  They ushered me to the head of
the table and Luci and Nikki took up positions of honor, standing on
either side of me, each resting a hand on my shoulder.  I had no clue
what was going on.  I was about to find out because Craig Kelly came
through the door at that moment, followed by Patricia.  Craig was
wearing a suit, but Patricia had on one of our IT shirts and a khaki
skirt.  She must have borrowed the shirt from someone because it was a
little tight on her.  Not that it looked bad mind you.

"Mr. Preston," Craig began, "I understand you have a problem with the
corporate dress code?"  I was going to respond, but both Nikki and Luci
chose that moment to squeeze my shoulder.  I shut up, but I looked
directly at Craig.

"I have also heard that you feel it is discriminatory."  I was going
to have bruises as the girls squeezed harder.

"Further, I have heard that you would like to see it modified."  He
looked at me and started grinning.  Everyone else in the room was as well.

"It would seem, Mr. Preston, that the members of this department have
a very high opinion of you, especially when you choose to open your
mouth.  Further, it would seem that they are not the only ones who hold
you in such high esteem."  He pulled out some papers from his jacket.

"This is a memo, Mr. Preston, from the Board of Directors, to the Human
Resources department of this company, instructing them forthwith to
adjust the dress code of this company to correct the injustice done to
the female employees and to put them on an equal footing with their
male counterparts in all aspects of company culture.  This is a memo
from the Human Resources department to the IT department, indicating a
change in dress code that should be applied to all members of the IT
staff.  And this, Mr. Preston, is a Certificate of Merit from the Board
for bringing this issue to our attention."  He took a framed certificate
from Patricia and handed it down the table to me.  The girls let me
stand up.

"Gary, you have seen an issue that needed fixing and you brought it up.
Like all of your work, we are all very proud to have you here.  If you
ever find coming to work here is not as fun as it used to be, you come
and see me.  We will see what we can do to keep you in the family.
Understood?"

"Yes, sir.  Thank you."

Patricia tapped her boss and handed him an envelope.

"Ah, this Gary is a more substantial thank you for all your effort in
this matter."  He passed the envelope down the table to me.

"Thank you, sir."

At that moment, Missy arrived with a trolley of food and coffee and
juice.  I guess we were going to have a party to celebrate the new
clothes the ladies got to wear.  At one point during the fete, Craig
and Jerry slipped out.  I saw them leave, but I was surprised that
Patricia stayed.  A little later, she cornered me and took my hands,
slipping something between them.

"The women of the company are very thankful for your intervention, Gary.
This is a little thank you that we know you will cherish."  She gave
me a peck on the cheek and made her way out. She had handed me a memory
card from a digital camera.  I slipped it in my pocket for later.  A
little after 9 AM, I chivied everyone back to work and returned to my
office to start my day.			

My office was remarkably clean.  The piles and the stacks once
scattered all over the floor, were now altogether on the lowest shelf
of the bookcase, the books were back on the shelf and pretty much in
place.  The loose components were back in their boxes or, I was guessing,
in the filing cabinet.  The camera was on its charger and the couch
actually looked inviting.  Someone had folded my blanked and put it
over the back and put the pillows against each side.  There was another
envelope on my desk.  Actually there were no less than six.

I plugged my laptop in and started it up while I pulled the accumulated
goodies out of my pockets.  I put the certificate on the corner of my
desk.  I would have to get a picture hook for it, although it was not
that heavy.  Maybe a push pin would do.

I put the data chip over by the laptop and opened the envelope Craig
had given me.  Along with an official letter of commendation for my
file, there was a cheque for $5,000, less taxes.  No a bad bonus really.
The cards on the desk were from some of the female staff thanking me
for my efforts on their behalf.  There was a big one on the bottom
signed by just about everyone as far as I could tell.  Luci came in
while I was looking over the signatures and reading the comments.  At
some point, someone, I was guessing Nikki from her comment that read
"Thank you for helping us get undressed," changed the whole tone of
the comments and they became risque and even a little pornographic as
the card had made its way through the ranks.

Luci had signed it as well, but her comment was completely above board.
It read "Thank you Gary for all your hard work and effort.  I cannot
wait for your next deal."  Anyone reading that could infer anything
they wanted.  I knew what she was referring to.

"Did you read these?" I asked as she settled in the guest chair.

"Yes.  It started it after Jerry gave us the news yesterday.  Nikki
almost got changed in the meeting."

"I bet that raised some eyebrows."

"It was a token strip.  She took off her shoes and rolled down her
stockings and threw them in the middle of the table.  Janice and I
followed suit.  There were more than a few eyes popping out.  Poor
Jason didn't know which way to look."  She giggled at that.

"How is Jason doing?  I guess I should go an look in on him," I had
started to rise and Luci held up her hand.

"He is doing fine.  Pete and I both looked in on him yesterday and
things look good this morning.  He will be in later, I am sure."

"OK," I said without any real conviction.  "Why do I get the feeling
there is a 'but' coming."

"Can I close the door?"

"Yes." I was not quite sure where this was leading.  Luci got up and
closed the door, making sure it was locked when she did so.

She turned around and looked at me then walked over to the couch and
sat down.

"I would rather not yell this across the office," she said, indicating
the couch.

With a sigh I got up and walked over to the couch and sat down
opposite her.

"You were serious the other night when you said that if I broke the
deal, we would never be alone together and you would not come within
ten feet of me weren't you?"

Was I?  "Yes, Luci, I was very serious."

"Did I fulfill my part of the deal?"

"Yes, Luci, you did. I can find no fault."

"Can I renegotiate a clause?"

Where was she going?  "I guess so.  Since you fulfilled your part of
it, and I left my part rather open, I suppose you can, subject to
discussion."  I was getting a sinking feeling in my stomach.

She took a deep breath and seemed to steel her will.  She looked me
straight in the eye and there was a little tear there.  Now I really
did have a bad feeling.

"I want it all, Gary." She said it with such emotion that I wanted to
reach out to her, but she put her hand up to stop me.  She needed to
finish, so I let her.  "I want it all, but I know I cannot have it all,
so I am willing to settle with what I can get.  But please, don't ever
threaten me like that again.  I don't think I could bear to be
separated from you by five inches, let alone five feet.  Ten feet
would kill me."  Tears were streaming down her face and she let me
take her into my arms.  I held her while she cried and kissed the top
of her head.  My mind was spinning with the implications of what she
had just said.  I expected another sleepless night.

I sat and held her for several minutes while she cried herself out
then went and got her some tissues.

"You should look at the pictures," she said between dabbing her eyes,
indicating the chip Patricia had handed me.

When a woman, who has just had a crying fit tells you to do something
so she can pull herself together, you do it.  I walked over to the PC
and moved the required programs into place and put the chip in the
reader and opened it.  There were 5 pictures on it.

The first picture was in the Board Room.  It was a vote of the Board
of Directors.  All thirteen of them had their hands in the air.  On
the screen behind them was the resolution tasking HR to amend the
dress code.

The second picture was of the signing ceremony.

The third picture was the IT meeting and Janice rolling her pantyhose
down and a pile of nylon and shoes on the table.

The fourth picture was, what looked like the entire female staff (or
as many as they could get) in the Board Room with a big sign that said
"Thank you, Gary."  It was very sweet.

The fifth picture blew my mind.  It was a much smaller group than
before.  But instead of being dressed in their office clothes, most
had taken off their tops so they were standing in their bras.  But at
the front of the group, in front of the sign, wearing noting but smiles
were Luci, Nikki, Janice, Patricia and two ladies that I did not
immediately recognize.  The first row was stripped down to their bras
and panties.  It was a very interesting picture. I looked up at Luci
who was smiling at me.

"It was Janice's idea actually.  She and Patricia.  Rachel and Bonnie
didn't need any convincing and I think Nikki was nude before Patricia
was." Patricia had nothing to be ashamed of.  Her breasts had a little
droop to them, but her body was firm and her pubic hair trimmed but not
extensively.  Bonnie and Rachel were both stunning.  Both had small
breasts, but they were very attractive ladies.  It did not look like
either one shaved.  Janice is pretty.  She does not have Nikki's exotic
qualities or Luci's drop dead beautiful look, but she is attractive,
something I had forgotten about.  Her pussy was bare and her lips seem
to poke out.  The room must have been cold because Nikki's nipples
were full and erect like erasers on a pencil.  The thin line of hair
ran from her navel to the cleft of her pussy.  Luci was beautiful.
Her nipples were erect and she was looking right at the camera, knowing
that I would be looking back at her.  She was sitting ladylike on the
floor, legs tucked under her like the rest of the women, but she had
her legs split just a little and you could see the folds of her
bare pussy.

BARE?!  I looked up at Luci, sitting on the couch, then back at the
picture.  I then pulled up one from the other night I remembered.
Luci was sitting on the the Board Room table, legs hanging over the
side, hands on the table, shoulder width apart, keeping her legs spread
open.  A broad patch of hair covering her mons, but her lips was smooth
and glistened.  Then I noticed something else.  She was SITTING ON THE
EDGE - what was holding the camera?  I flipped back a few and found,
sure enough, that you could not see the edge of the table, like the
camera had been sitting on it.  Now I had a picture of my beautiful,
sexy, Luci, and SOMEONE ELSE had taken it.  I looked up a Luci again
and she smiled back at me.

"You must have been tired yesterday," she said with a grin getting up
from her place and coming to stand next to my desk, putting one hand
on my shoulder and looking at the folder laid out on my screen.  She
took the mouse and maneuvered it to another picture and opened it.
Yes, I guess I was tired, I had not gotten this far.  It was not a
picture of Luci, but of Patricia, sitting in Craig's chair in the Board
room wearing nothing but a smile, one leg thrown over the chair.  One
hand cupping her breast and the other working the stem of the gavel in
and out of her open slash, her eyes closed and clearly enjoying herself.
I looked up at Luci.

"I didn't think anyone was around when I started.  Patricia caught me
and I told her what I was doing and why.  She offered to help anytime.
She also asked for a copy of that one.  I think she wants to give it
to Craig.  Something about a fantasy of his."

"If she wants a copy, she can have one.  Hard or soft?" I asked.

Luci reached down between my legs and squeezed my member.  "Hmm, soft,
but I think I can make it hard with a little work."  She turned my
face to hers and kissed me, her tongue pushing past my lips to find my
tongue and wrestle with it while I let my hands stroke her sides and
back.  I had not noticed it before, but she was wearing a bustier under
her polo shirt and as I let my hands slide across her ass, I felt it
move and slide under the fabric of her pants.  A moan escaped us as I
ran my fingers up the cleft in her ass as she squeezed my erection
which had become hard in her hands.  We broke our kiss, a little winded
and she turned and sat in my lap, resting her head on my shoulder and
running her fingers into the spaces between the buttons on my shirt.
The buttons on her polo had all come undone, and the view of her breasts
was magnificent.  She had managed to get a button undone and had a hand
in my shirt, playing with one nipple, rolling it between her fingers.

"Not fair, little girl.  You have an advantage over me."  I kissed the
tip of her nose as she undid another button.

"Who said anything about fair?" she asked as she pushed my shirt aside
flicked her tongue across my nipple, sending little electric shocks
through my body.  She sucked my nipple for a minute or two, wiggling
her hips against my cock, straining in my pants.

"I told you," she said, buttoning up my shirt, "I am willing to settle
for what I can get." And she kissed me again and stood up.  "But, we
have work to do young man," she said in a stern voice, "and I cannot
get this monster to cooperate," she said, pointing to the workbench.
"So go clean yourself up and then you can show me what I need to do to
get this system to behave itself."

What else could I do?  "Yes ma'am, right away ma'am.  Permission to
use the facilities ma'am?"

"Permission granted.  Don't linger.  Every drop of that is mine."
Such fierceness in her tone, who was I to argue. I hustled myself to
the men's room to get myself in order.

I managed to make it to the kitchen without being molested, kissed or
high-fived by anyone and picked up some water for Luci and myself and
was on the way out when Missy came through the door.

"Hi Gary.  You seem to be the man of the hour," she always seemed to
be happy.

"It does seem that way.  You would think that letting women wear pants
was not a big deal, but I guess it is."

"Some men just don't get it," she said as she stepped up and kissed me
on the cheek.  "And some understand better than others.  Those we want
to keep."  She pulled something out of the refrigerator and I headed
back to my office. This was turning into a strange day.

Jason caught up to me on the way back to my office and I joined him at
his desk, Alex was there as well and we covered some outstanding issues.
Jason had managed to get a pretty good grip on the situation and
complemented me on my skills, even though I was not technically a DBA.
He even offered to show me some tricks, which I would have liked to
have learned but decided that Alex needed them more than I did.  Alex
was ready to learn and Jason seemed a good teacher.  If I could get
the two of them working well together it would resolve a couple of
issues that Jerry and I had been wrestling with.  A missing persons
report had been filed on Paul on his behalf but otherwise, we did not
know if we would ever see him again.  Some were of the opinion we were
better off without him.  I passed Nikki in the hall and she flashed me.
Well, she would have if she was not wearing a bustier, too.  Was this
some new fashion trend I had missed?  Hers was emerald green, a colour
she favored, with black highlights and green garters that slipped down
into the waist of her pants.  I got the feeling that she would have
worn stockings just to get a reaction out of me.  As I passed Janice's
office, she called me in.

"I hope I didn't offend you this morning, Gary," she said in a low
voice from behind her desk.

"No, Janice, you did not," I assured her.  "In fact, I approve!"  I
smiled at her and she smiled back, then she got a grin on her face and
pushed her chair back a little and pulled the hem of her shirt out of
her pants.  She too was wearing a bustier, pale pink in colour with
white and red highlights.  Her shirt was red, like Luci's.

"The three of you will give me a heart attack.  You know this, right?"
I asked shaking my head.  "Very sexy by the way Janice.  The colour
suits you."

"Six of us.  And thank you." She stood up and came around her desk and
kissed me again.  "You did a good thing bringing this up for discussion.
Now get back to work before Luci comes looking for you with handcuffs."

I laughed and surrendered and headed for my office.  Six of them?

"I thought I told you not to linger, mister."  Luci was looking at me
very sternly.

"Is it red, pink, white or some other colour?" I asked in an effort to
deflect her mock anger at me.

"Not supposed to tell you.  You have to find out for yourself.  Now
get over here and show me what I did wrong."

She turned her back to me and bent over the keyboard and I took that
as an invitation.  I walked up behind her and reached around to put my
hands over hers and pressed my body against hers and kissed the nape
of her neck.  She sighed and pushed back against me.

"Now, what seems to be your problem little girl?" I whispered in her ear.

She turned her head and put her lips against my ear and whispered back,
"I have not had a hard cock fill my aching pussy in six weeks and I
want to break my fast with yours."

"Keeping Drew on austerity?" I was teasing her but I was shocked at
the answer I got back.

"No, the couch."  She turned to face me and there were things in her
eyes that I did not want to go into, but I had already opened the door.
"You deserve to know, Gary.  Just not now.  Not here.  Lunch?"

"I'm so sorry Luci," I said and kissed her head.  "Lunch.  Now, I will
behave myself.  Show me what problems you ran into."

We spent another hour working side by side on this and that.  I showed
her how my little monster was configured and we worked through a couple
things that had tripped her up.  There was no question though that Luci
was in command of the issues that needed to be addressed.  For my part,
I provided the underlying support structure and served as chief cook
and bottle washer, sending messages from unit to unit.  I even sent a
couple to Nikki to test a few other issues.  My own unit was full of
messages from Luci.  Most were test messages, but a couple were drop
dead cyber sex and I managed to figure out how to preserve them.
Occasionally I would run my hand across her ass, or kiss her hand, but
I generally behaved myself.  It is what I said I would do.

"So are you guys eating today or what?" Nikki asked poking her head
into the office.

I looked at Luci and she nodded, then she turned to Nikki and said, "I
think lunch would be a good idea.  You should probably join us,
although you have heard most of it."  Nikki looked at me in surprise.

"Meet you both at the elevator then.  Ten minutes."

"See you there," I responded.  Then, "Luci, you don't owe me anything.
No explanations, nothing.  Clear?"

"Clear.  But I do, if you will listen."

"I will listen as long as I have to."

"Let me get my coat and go to the bathroom.  Meet you at the elevators."

I grabbed my coat and swung by the men's room.  I was at the elevators
before either one of them.  Luci arrived first and then Nikki and we
headed down.

"Who's car?" I asked to the group.

"Yours," Nikki responded.

"OK, but you are sitting in the child seat," I responded.

"Hey, Luci is smaller than I am!" Nikki actually sounded aggrieved.

"Yes, but I already cleared a seat for her."  That got me an impromptu
hug on the arm from Luci and a slap on the ass from Nikki.

"Oh, do that again," I teased Nikki.  She looked at me funny and then
did it again.  This time I caught her shoulders as she swung through
and pulled her close.  She wound up swatting Luci and I was in the
middle.  Luci tried to swing across the front of my body at her friend
and I pulled Nikki in so all she had as a target was an arm.  And she
managed to hit my hand.  Nikki was walking sideways and laughing and
Luci turned and pounded on my chest.

"No fair," she pouted.

"What's no fair?" I asked.

"She got to hit me but I don't get to hit her back," Luci was pouting.

"Tell you what," I said, "when we get back to the office, you can swat
her ass.  Fair?"

"Now wait a minute," Nikki responded indignantly, "don't I get a say?"

"Sure," I responded levelly.  "You can decide if you are tied up at
the time."

Luci blushed, deep red, and Nikki turned and looked at me hard, then
at Luci.  "Only if you are the one tying me up," Nikki finally responded.

"Deal," Luci and I said almost at the same time and broke up laughing.

We reached the car and I cleared a space for Nikki on the back seat.
While she and Luci had their heads together.  I do not know what they
were talking about, but they seemed to come to a conclusion.  We all
climbed in and headed out to lunch. The girls wanted Italian and I knew
just the place.  We chatted about inconsequential stuff.  Nikki kept
playing with my hair but Luci was content to just hold my hand when I
did not actively need it.  However, the closer we came to the restaurant,
the more withdrawn Luci became.  I think even Nikki noticed it because
she started to tone down her volume.  I pulled up to the front and
suggested that Nikki go in and get us a table and we would be right
along.  Luci made to get out with her, but I put my hand over hers and
she relented.  Nikki climbed out and I made for a parking spot.  Before
we got out, I turned and looked at Luci. She looked miserable.

"Luci," I did not know what to say, but I had to say something, "I
cannot imagine what you are thinking right now, nor can I imagine what
you are going through."  I caught her hand and held it before continuing.
"I am your friend and I will listen to anything you WANT to tell me,
but never for a moment think there is anything you have to tell me if
you do not want to."

She nodded and sniffled.  I pulled some tissue out of the box behind
her seat and let her pull herself together before I got out and walked
around to her side and opened the door for her.  She got out of the car
and took my hand as we walked to the restaurant.

"Thank you, Gary.  I know.  In this case, you need to know.  As my
supervisor if for no other reason, but I think that based on the last
few days, you deserve to know the whole story.  Or at least as much
of it as I know."

"OK.  I just want you to know you can stop whenever you want to."

She leaned against me and squeezed my arm as we walked in to the
restaurant.  Nikki had gotten a booth in a quiet corner.  We walked
back and I took Luci's jacket.  She slid in across from Nikki and
invited me to join her.  I hung up her jacket and my own and sat down
beside her.  Nikki actually looked concerned but brighted up when Luci
smiled at her.

Our waitress came by and I ordered a bottle of wine for the table and
we placed our orders.

"So," I began, "who is responsible for the current conspiracy?"  Both
Luci and Nikki looked a little confused.

"Nikki has flashed me, and Janice has flashed me, and I have had the
opportunity to hug Luci more than once, so I all know what you are
wearing in terms of lingerie, at least above the waist," Nikki put her
hands over her mouth, "and Janice said there were six of you involved.
So, who is responsible?"  The waitress returned with our wine and I
saluted sneaky women with dirty minds, may they forever be around and
we sampled the wine.

"I am," Lucy said with a smile.  "Well, Patricia and myself."

"I see.  Is this an official policy or just in celebration?"  I was
teasing her.  Nikki was swirling her wine and looking very thoughtful.

"I am sure you can find some way to get it written into the official
policy," she said at last.

"Excuse me?"  I was not following.  In fact, I feel like I had slipped
a gear.

"Nikki," Luci said it with a 'where are you going with that' tone.

"He seems to be able to get anyone to do anything for him," she responded.
I glanced at Luci and she was not following any more than I was.

"I must be dense this morning.  Didn't you tackle me when I walked in
the door this morning?  I thought it was because you were happy about
something.  Am I missing something?"  I was certain I was, but I had
no idea what.

"Personally, I liked wearing skirts and dresses.  I like the way the
guys looked at me."

"And now you feel you have lost that option?  That now you don't have
to dress that way?" I indicated the clothes she was wearing.  "Don't
put that at my door.  I simply made a suggestion that in general the
women in the company were being treated unfairly.  It could quite easily
have resulted in the men all being required to wear suits everyday, but
I am not dictating your attire, and I never have."

"And yet you don't mind the way I am dressed now," she responded with
not a little argument.

"Nikki, as long as you do your job, as a supervisor, I don't care what
you wear.  You could show up butt naked and I would not care.  Now the
company would care and as a supervisor, I would have to tell your
supervisor that your attire was inappropriate.  It would be up to her
what happened from there, not me unless YOU made it an issue I had to
deal with.  Generally by ignoring the requests of your supervisor, but
otherwise, I really have no opinion.  If you wish to wear a formal ball
gown, I won't stop you.  You might have trouble getting around," I took
a sip of my wine and felt Luci put her hand on my leg.  I do not know
if it was for support or just to get me to shut up.  Something was
brewing and it had nothing to do with Nikki's clothing.

"What about her?" she said, indicating Luci.  "Do you care how she
is dressed?"

Luci squeezed my leg.  I put my hand on her's and squeezed back.

"Actually, yes, I would prefer if she did not show up naked.
Personally I would prefer the same of you for the same reason."

"And that reason is?" Nikki seemed to be hanging on the answer.

"If I had to work along side either of you and you were naked, I would
be distracted.  To the point that I could not function efficiently
enough to do my job.  I would probably also be a little jealous of the
looks you were receiving if you were naked.  Heck, I was jealous of the
looks you receive when you are dressed."  There, I said it.

Luci leaned against me and whispered in my ear, "I love you," and gave
it a quick kiss.

I felt a foot slide up my leg and it could only belong to Nikki, who
was looking at me with a broad smile on her face.  She got up, came
around and sat next to me long enough to lean against me and whisper
"I love you, more," in my other ear and gently suck on the earlobe.
About that time our lunch showed up and Nikki went back to the other
side of the table.

We ate lunch and talked about trivial things.  Luci actually laughed a
few times at Nikki's antics and managed to make Nikki blush by
suggesting that Nikki might want to be careful whose butt she swatted
next because I had rope and duct tape in my office.

I thought we would get through lunch without revisiting whatever was
bothering Luci, but as the waitress was taking out dishes away, Luci
poured another glass of wine and launched into her tale.

"About eight weeks ago," she began, "Drew came home and said we had a
problem.  I thought it was something minor, like we were broke."  If
being broke was minor in comparison, this was not going to go well.  I
refilled my glass and Nikki's and I gave her my undivided attention.

"It was then that he said he liked me as a person, but it was not fair
to me that we continue to be married because it would be a lie.  He
said he was gay and had been for sometime.  He was leaving me for his
lover.  As you can imagine I was devastated."  She took a large gulp
of wine and gathered her thoughts again.

"I told him he was going no where without the permission of my lawyer
and after we had both had a blood test.  He agreed and moved into the
guest room.  We had the blood test two days later and fortunately,
everything came back clean.  I had the accounts frozen and called a
friend who is also a lawyer and started drawing up the paperwork."

I thought a moment, eight weeks ago was just before Christmas.  What a
lousy present.  I had been out of the office more than in it during
that time, so it goes without saying that I missed the key points of
this occurring.  I felt terrible for her.

"Just after the new year, I gave him his walking papers and he moved out.
He comes by to take the boys to their events like he always did, but I
have been going home to a cold bed."  At some point her wine had run
out so I passed her mine.  I did not need any more and she had been
holding this up for months.

"Then I get assigned to work with you for more than a couple of hours.
I told you I have been lusting after you ever since I started working
here.  Then you practically vanish during the last months of December
and pop back up in January.  By then I had locked most of this away.
Then I have to work with you.  Beside you, in the same room as you,
able to look at you and touch you and tell you how I feel." She said
the last in a very small voice.

"Nikki knows how I feel.  She knows a lot.  I would venture to say she
knows everything." Luci continued and I could see Nikki bob her
head slightly.

"Nikki loves you.  I love you.  Janice has the hots for you and so
does Patricia.  You have always gone out of your way to make sure we
were always kept informed and had what we needed.  You even seemed to
care about us.  Initially I thought it was an act.  You wanted something.
You wanted into our pants.  Whatever.  But then, as time went on, you
made no demands.  You were nice simply because you were nice.  You
chewed out Eric and Tyrone when they made lurid comments in our
direction.  You sent someone with us when we had to go upstairs.  Don't
think Patricia didn't notice that little touch.  You treated us like
equals and peers and china dolls all at the same time."

"You don't know how much courage it took for me to rub your leg on
Monday.  Or how much will it took not to ravage you on Tuesday.  When
you laid down the deal, I almost broke into tears.  You were not
kidding and I didn't think I could do it.  I wanted to take you right
then and there and I knew I could not.  You, who had always been so
nice to us had a spine of steel and I knew you were not joking.  What
is worse is I knew you had to do your job, or the rest of us could very
easily be out of ours.  So I said yes, even thought I wanted you naked
inside of me, even though I wanted you to finish undressing me, even
though I wanted you in my bed.  And that brings up the other issue."

I knew I was not going to like this.  Oh, I was flattered, my ego had
been stroked.  I was a god.  I was also married and very much in love
with my wife.  Now Fay and I were not saints.  We had what some would
call and open marriage, but it had been a long time since I had so
much as kissed another woman, let along done what Luci and I had done
in the last three days.  She was waiting for me.

"The other issue is Fay," I said without emotion.

Nikki stroked my leg under the table.

"Yes, Fay.  Your wife."

"Tell her, Gary," Nikki said almost kicking me under the table.

"I think this is a little out of scope Nikki."

"No, it isn't, and she needs to know.  Tell her or I will."  I had
assumed Nikki had told her already.

"Is this why you have been mad at me over the last couple of days?" I
asked Nikki.  Nikki had been over at our house a couple of years ago
and we had all gotten very drunk.  Very, very, very drunk.  I don't
know what started it, but the next thing I know, both Fay and Nikki
were nude in the middle of the floor, eating the other out.  At one
point, Fay had cried out for me to slide my hard cock in Nikki so she
could suck on both of them at the same time.  It was at one point the
most erotic scene I had ever participated in.  In fact, it lasted
several months until Fay discovered she was pregnant and called a halt
to everything.  It was not to be, Fay miscarried and we never got back
together like that again.  Both Nikki and I had the memories though.

"Yes.  I thought you had told her.  Otherwise I would not have
encouraged her."

The pieces were beginning to fall into place and I began to understand.
Luci was looking at me with concern.

"Fay and I have an open marriage," I told Luci.  "Although, until
Monday, I really had not been interested in any other woman in quite
some time.  About eight years in fact," the last said looking directly
at Nikki.  Nikki understood the implications immediately.

"That being said," I continued, "I don't know how she would react to
me and you.  Truly I don't.  I don't think she has had another lover
in the same time frame either."

"She would welcome her with open arms, Gary," Nikki said.

"You might be right.  But it has been a long time."  We had a quandary
and it was not an easy one to resolve, nor one we were going to solve
sitting here.  Luci looked to be on the verge of tears again.  I
gathered her into my arms and she dissolved into tears.  It took about
10 minutes for her to regain herself.

"Ready to go back to the salt mine?" I asked once the tears had stopped.

"Do I have a choice?" Nikki asked with a snort, causing Luci to giggle.

"I guess I'm ready, but I reserve the right to huddle in your arms later."

"Yes darling, you have that right."  I settled the account and we headed
for the car. The trip back to the office was uneventful and Luci was
more like her old self by the time we pulled into the parking lot.  We
returned to the floor and Nikki and Luci headed to their office and I
headed for mine.  I had a lot to think about and consider.

Luci came into the office a little while later and we continued on our
project.  I still had to prepare something for Craig and I had less
than a week to go, even with Luci's help.  We worked steadily through
the afternoon with a little play but we worked well together and got a
lot done.  At five, we called it a night and I kissed her before she
left.  I promised I would see her in the morning and wished her a good
night.  Just before she left, she turned around and lifted her shirt
to show me a bright red bustier with a jacquard pattern.  She smiled
at me and left.

I pulled my things together and headed for home.  Fay met me at the
door with a glass of wine.

"Where's?"

"Chloe's.  She is spending the night."

Oh, really?

"So how was your day?" I asked, parking myself on the couch.

"It started out slowly, but improved near the end.  I went shopping."
Fay loved to shop.  Usually it did not result in much and I was not
much of a shopper.  "Want to see?"  I did like her fashion shows though.

"You know I do," I responded.

"Back in a minute.  Don't peek."

"OK." A few minutes passed and I heard her come back downstairs and
walk towards me.

"Ready?  OK, you can look now."

Wow.  Someone must be having a sale on bustiers.  Fay was standing in
the middle of the room, wearing a black bustier.  The spaces between
the ribs were shear and her D-cup breasts were almost spilling out the
top.  Her cleavage was deep, her nipples hard.  She had forgone the
panties and her bare pussy was framed by the black straps holding up
black patterned stockings.  Her pussy lips were glistening and full.
Her lips were parted and her tongue was running back and forth over
them.  She looked beautiful.

"You look beautiful sweetheart," I said I stood up and took her in my
arms.  We kissed and kissed and kissed, our tongues playing back and
forth with each other.  I ran my hands over her bare shoulders and she
started undoing my shirt.  I kissed her neck and she tried to kiss mine.
We teased each other back and forth like this for a couple of minutes
before I started kissing my way across the top of her breasts.  She
caught my head and directed it to her nipple which I was happy to take
into my mouth and flick with my tongue.  She trembled and sighed and I
moved my mouth to the other side and repeated the process.  She pulled
me up and kissed me hard again.

"Take me to bed and fuck me," she said and kissed me again.  Who was I
to refuse the lady's wishes?

More than a little later, we were lying together.  Fay was stroking my
chest.

"Congratulations on the bonus," I had told her about the bonus during a
brief pause in our lovemaking.

"Thank you.  I was surprised," I responded.

"I can bet you were.  What are you going to do with it?"

"Bank it.  Unless there is something else you want to do with it?"

"Hmm, no, nothing I can think of."  She was floating and I was getting
sleepy as well.

"So tell me about Luci.  She sounds nice."  It is a good thing I was
laying down.

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