My first story, Olivia's Revenge, needed a sequel. People pointed out rightly, that the revenge hadn't happened yet by the end. And I think the characters had other parts of their story that needed to be told. This is the sequel (some of the details are based on an old conversation with an old friend when I first had this fantasy so they aren't easy to explain). Thanks for all the advice people gave on the first one.
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In the middle of the night, Olivia woke up next to Tom. She remembered that she was in Sharon's bed sleeping with Sharon's husband. It started as a very petty way to get even with the woman who stole her job. But now she was confused. She liked Tom and she hated the way Sharon treated him as much as she hated the way Sharon treated her. But she felt bad because she was a hypocrite really. She was using Tom or at least it started that way.
She didn't think there was any way to make it right but she felt bad. She rolled over and put her arm around Tom and went back to sleep.
Thank goodness for Saturday. She woke up refreshed. Tom was still asleep but she got up and went to take a shower. She didn't have any spare clothes and she had gone to sleep after having pretty passionate sex with Tom. Something about waking up with the smell and the feel of sex still on her made her feel dirty but in a fun way. But a good cleaning before she went home was needed.
She finished her shower and found a bathrobe on the back of the door, Sharon's bathrobe, and put it on. She smiled at Tom who was awake and smiling.
"I had a nice night, Tom. It's nice to not have to leave you out in front of a restaurant." She was curious how he'd feel in the morning after what just happened. But he seemed as fine as he had been the night before.
"You look beautiful when you're all wet," he said. "I'm sorry we didn't plan ahead and bring you spare clothes but if you want you'd probably fit into some of...her clothes from before."
"Before? What do you mean?"
"Oh, well my uh wife um Sharon, she used to look different. Right before we moved here she had breast implants, big ones, big enough that most of her clothes from before surgery don't fit at least above the waist."
Olivia was very surprised but not completely. Sharon had a huge chest and it was out of proportion and more than once she had actually thought "I bet they aren't real." Mostly when she was being mean but she had always wondered. It was a fun secret to know.
"Oh, that's interesting, Tom. Do you mind me asking -- we don't have to mention her if it's uncomfortable - why did she do that? I mean was it sort of for you?" She was curious but didn't want to make him uncomfortable.
"No, I don't mind talking. I'm not sorry about what happened last night. It isn't like she sleeps with me anymore or has for a long time. I know she's sleeping with her boss or someone at work even though she thinks I'm stupid. The breasts were a surprise. She acted like it was for me but it wasn't. There's something else to it. They were fun for a couple weeks but it was for herself, almost a fetish. Anyway, she has all these old clothes and why should you have to put on dirty ones? This whole dresser over here is pre-surgery clothing. I'm sure everything will look better on you." Then he went to take his own shower.
There was no question Sharon had good taste and similar to Olivia's. She quickly picked out a pair of tan capri pants and a somewhat tight ribbed top in blue. The dresser also had plenty of bras which were close to the same size as Olivia's but not quite. They were too tight and since it was Saturday, Olivia went without. There were no panties which made sense because the surgery was only up top. With Tom in the shower though, Olivia stole a pair of Sharon's current panties -- burgundy satin just for fun. There she stood waiting for Sharon's husband in her own clothes, old clothes but hers. It made her laugh.
While he finished, Olivia slipped downstairs and found the kitchen. She decided to make Tom breakfast. He was so happy it was a good choice. Tom was an appreciative person and it helped that Sharon never cooked for him anymore. Olivia thought, "He's so great, I want to move in with him!"
They had a nice morning and Olivia found Tom as easy to talk to at home as he was out. She considered dragging him back up to bed but decided to go slow.
Instead, Tom took Olivia to her car and promised to call later. On the drive home Olivia started to work out a plan.
She hated Sharon for stealing her job. She hated her for lying, sabotaging Olivia, and seducing their mutual boss to get ahead. But now even more she hated Sharon for treating a wonderful man like scum.
Olivia decided that she needed to get even but needed to be better than Sharon. She resolved to tell Tom everything. Sharon was still out of town for one more night doing who knows what with their boss. So Olivia got everything ready at her apartment and called Tom.
Of course Tom came over. Olivia was all over him but she restrained herself. She sat him in her small living room and started talking. She explained that she actually knew his wife. She told him everything and that she initially went looking for Tom. She explained that it started as revenge but she liked Tom almost immediately and more every day. "I don't expect you to believe me but I hate her more for how she treats you than for myself right now. I hope you will forgive me for lying to you but I want you to know the truth and know it now." By the end Olivia was almost in tears.
For almost a minute, Tom didn't speak and Olivia was scared but he looked at her and took her hands in his. "Thank you for telling me. I feel very strongly too. What she did to you hurts me and it makes me want to help you get her. Do you know what to do?
Olivia climbed onto him and started kissing him not talking. It was fifteen minutes of kissing and groping that almost continued into the bedroom except they finally stopped and decided to plot and eat before anything else.
Together they worked out a plan while they ate a light dinner and drank a bottle of wine. They had worked out a plan and Olivia had taken the glasses to the sink. Tom came up behind her and put his hands on her waist. She stopped and leaned back into him. Then she felt his lips and tongue on her neck. His hands explored from standing right behind her.
She didn't turn but she lifted her skirt higher and was rewarded with his hand sliding between her thighs and finding her soft wet sex. His fingers massaged her by sliding along her panties and stroking her wetness until they found and massaged her clit. She then leaned forward to make it easier for his hands.
She was leaning against and over the kitchen sink enjoying his talented fingers. She didn't want to rush him but she fought the urge to just let go and let him finger her to an orgasm. Soon though he moved the fingers and she felt him pulling her panties down to her knees.
It excited her to be there, leaning forward in the kitchen, skirt hiked to her waist, panties pulled down but not off. She felt slutty not even taking the time to remove her clothes. She heard him undoing his pants and then she felt his lovely firm manhood teasing her slowly and reached back to feel it.
She helped guide him into position and then stood still and let him every so slowly move inch by inch inside of her. He was very slow in moving inside and her slow moan matched his progress. Soon he was inside and thrusting. She pushed back as he pushed forward. It started romantic but soon she was bent over, reaching back and rubbing her own clit as he slowly and firmly slammed into her.
She liked the sensation of reaching orgasm as his thrusting became hurried and needy. She screamed loudly and raised her head and arched her back. It was enough to send Tom into orbit himself. He grunted and groaned and she knew he enjoyed it too when she felt a liquid warmth flooding her insides. She stood there bent over the sink still enjoying the feeling of being connected, filled with his passion. It was intimate and dirty at the same time.
After a minute or two she pulled off his now soft cock and turned and embraced him. "Please stay the night, Tom and sleep in my bed." Of course Tom couldn't say no. The two ended up spending all night in the bed and not getting to sleep before 3 a.m.
Olivia woke up in Tom's arms and wanted to stay like that forever. But she knew they were too close to their goal. Tom left right after breakfast because Sharon was coming home. They knew they would not be able to see each other for a few days but would find a way to stay in contact.
At the office on Monday, Olivia started the day with Sharon. They talked over coffee about various projects. Olivia asked her, "So, how was the big business trip? Did you make the boss happy?"
Sharon stared at her for a second wondering from the words if Olivia knew just how happy she had made the boss. But she just said, "it was great to be at corporate and I like to think I was a big part of the success we had there. I'm sure the boss was happy."
Just then he came into the office, they heard him saying hello to people and then he came into Sharon's office. He was very disappointed when he saw Olivia and not very good at hiding it. They talked business or two minutes in front of Olivia, pretending it was all normal. The whole time the boss's eyes raked over Sharon in a way that was obvious. When he finally left, Olivia decided to have a little fun.
"Sharon did you see that? He didn't listen to a thing you said. He spent the whole time staring at you like your cleavage had a magnet for his eyes. I was like you were an object. Are you okay? I'm sure you noticed."
Sharon had of course noticed. It's why she was wearing a blouse with an extra button open. It's why her bra was blue under a white blouse, to attract the eyes. Her surgically enhanced chest was on display. It was part of the way she controlled the boss but she wasn't about to let Olivia understand.
