The protagonist of this story is actually mentioned in another one of my stories "Keep Your Enemies Closer". I got a message from someone that they would like me to make a story for her, so here goes:
************************************************************************************************************Minky stared at her laundry pile and sighed. She was three loads in and it seemed like it would never end. She wondered how her life had gotten to this place. It wasn't that she was unhappy, her husband was a good dad and treated her ok. It was just she felt as if there was something, an extra edge, that she had lost.
She had dreams once, but now everything was swamped and busy with childcare. Cooking, cleaning, and making sure that her 7 boys were ready for Yeshiva, then running off to work so that her husband could sit and learn Torah.
Although Minky was usually loud and boistrous, she had gotten more subdued over the last few months. Once the life of the party, always cracking jokes and telling people stories that made them laugh, she now wished she could feel something extra, more exciting in her life. She felt repressed, as if she her husband could no longer satisfy her need.
Her one bright spot really was at work, to be specific, her boss. Although it was absolutely uncalled for in the Ultra-Orthodox Jewish world she lived in, she couldn't help but admire Mr. Duval. His powerful physique and the way he carried himself contrasted with her husband's frail and bookish appearance. She could only admire from afar though, because not only workplace rules precluded her from having contact with him, but also the fact that not only was she married, but also that Mr. Duval wasn't Jewish, a definite no-no.
She still couldn't shake the fact that she had felt a thrill when her boss leaned over her desk to give another worker some papers. She had felt a strong energy that she knew must be sexual, but which she was too inexperienced to fully understand. Her husband only knew how to give her the most basic pleasure, to the point that sex (which he called "Intimacy" because the word "Sex" was too explicit) felt cozy and warm but nothing much else.
She had only felt that feeling once before. She vividly remembered the night of the class reunion, how her classmates Rivka and Sarah, who were in a fight for years, had left the table fighting. After they had been gone for a while, Minky, whose curiosity had gotten the better of her, followed.
She heard the soft sighs before she saw them. Peeking through the keyhole of a classroom, she was shocked to see the two women naked, with Rivka's face inside Sarah's private parts. Minky was horrified and mesmerized at the same time, watching the couple go at it. She had heard that two women having sex was a thing, but the thought was so scandalous that she couldn't imagine anyone normal doing it. Yet, she felt a pull watching her friends writhing in pleasure. They were feeling something she wished she had access to.
Something so raw and primal, so intense. Even though she knew it was wrong, she couldn't help but feel drawn to it. There was a power and excitement in that forbidden fruit. She didn't want it to happen, yet part of her craved it. She wanted the kind of intimacy that she only witnessed in her wildest dreams. Yet all she got in her bedroom at home was quiet whispers, tender touches, and the occasional kiss on her breasts. It was a lot less than what she had seen in the classroom. And yet, she craved more. She needed something to break the monotony. Something to make her feel alive again.Minky sat up straight in her chair.Maybe Mr. Duval could be that something!
He was everything she desired in a man - strong, confident, and exuding sexuality. Despite knowing that it was taboo, she couldn't help but fantasize about being with him. Maybe he could show her the passion she longed for.
With determination, Minky made up her mind. She would take matters into her own hands and seek out the adventure she craved. If her husband couldn't provide it, perhaps Mr. Duval could.
She decided to take a chance and test the waters. She had heard other employees gossip about his reputation with other women, and although she knew it was wrong, she couldn't help but feel drawn to him. He was a man of mystery, a man of power, and she wanted to know what it felt like to be close to him.
One day after work, she gathered her courage and approached him. "Mr. Duval," she said, trying to keep her voice steady despite the nervousness coursing through her veins. "I know this might sound strange coming from me, but I've noticed you've been very supportive and understanding towards me. I was wondering if we could maybe meet up sometime after work to figure out one of my outstanding tasks? She knew she would be able to come home a little later that day, since her husband had gone out with friends and her kids were at a sleepover by her parents.
He looked at her with a mix of surprise and intrigue." Of course, Minky. I'd be happy to help you with your task." His deep voice sent shivers down her spine. She tried to maintain her composure, but she couldn't help but blush slightly at the liberty he had taken by calling her by her first name. Typically, she would gently refer to herself as Mrs. Korf, just so that he would get the message and keep the conversation distant. But now, she found the way he pronounced her name electrifying
As they began working together, Minky found herself standing closer to Mr. Duval than necessary. She knew it was risky, but she couldn't resist the opportunity to get closer to him. She could feel the electricity between them, and it only fueled her desire to explore the possibility of a deeper connection.
Their collaboration went smoothly, and soon enough, they finished the task. As they wrapped up their work, Minky couldn't help but notice the lingering gaze Mr. Duval gave her. She felt a surge of excitement, knowing that he was attracted to her as well.
, "Thank you for your help, Mr. Duval," she managed to say, hoping her voice didn't betray her excitement. "No problem, Minky," he replied, smiling. "It's always nice to lend a hand where I can." With a hint of mischief in his eyes, he added, "Especially to an employee as hardworking and dedicated as you?" Minky felt her heart race at his compliment. Was he flirting with her? It was innocuous enough, but the way he said it felt like he was teasing her.
Minky had one more card to play. She knew she had a voluptuous body, so as she prepared to leave, she took a moment to stand tall and sway her hips, deliberately accentuating her femininity. She hoped that her movements would catch his attention and spark his interest even further. She knew that Mr. Duval loved curvy women, and she hoped that her display would catch his attention.
When she reached the door, she turned back to face him one last time. Their eyes met, and Minky could see the spark of interest in his eyes. She smiled coyly, letting him know that she was aware of his attraction to her.
As she left the office, Minky felt a sense of empowerment. She had taken control of the situation and had played her cards right. Now, she would wait eagerly for Mr. Duval's response.
The next morning, she sprayed on a little more perfume than usual, not a crazy amount, but enough that it would be noticed. She felt a little freer as she stepped into the office and began her day .
About twenty minutes later, she received a text from Mr. Duval: "How did the task go yesterday? Anything I can help with today?" Her heart skipped a beat. Did he actually want to meet up again? She wondered if she should go to his office and push the envelope a little further, or if it would make her seem too forward.
She decided that she would try tempting him a little further. "Can I come to your office to review them one last time? They should be ready" She left it vague, not wanting to push it any further. She knew that Mr. Duval liked her, and she wanted to encourage his attraction without being overbearing. She waited anxiously by her desk, waiting to hear back from him. When she finally saw a notification pop up on her phone that he had replied, she jumped with joy. He said yes!
