Curiosity killed the cat they say. i have had an experience where that proverb was brought to the fore. My wife went for a new job at a business on the outskirts of town. She came back very pleased with herself, having been appointed directly as the interviewer had been sufficiently impressed by her understanding of the requirements. I was delighted and she was keen to get back to work after selling her business a few months earlier and had been doing domestic things which had become a bit of a bore for her. Hence the desire to get back into work. It was going well and the firm was flourishing. Liz found the tasks simple to do and had reorganised a previously poor filing system. Her boss, a man in his early fifties, Ray, was complimentary each time they met and often just breezed into the office and then out again, so was not a regular fixture in the building. The other two male workers were often out so leaving her to secretarial work and generally keeping things ticking over. It was after around six months that she got to know Ray more. He was friendly and talkative when they met and discussed life in general and not just work related matters. He said one morning that he was going to be working in his office for a week or so and would need her from time to time for an extra pair of hands as he was closing on a good deal with a company from the Gulf states. Liz began to come home later as the work was reaching a delicate stage. It was at this juncture that she began to say how ray was acting differently towards her, more controlling of her in many ways. Subtle things like making a strict time for lunch breaks and tea intervals, checking her letters before correcting them and ordering her around more. I asked if she minded the lack of freedom and she said it was alright as he was the boss and wanted this deal to be completed without any hitches. It was just a week before the deadline and Liz came home one evening looking quite worried. I asked what was wrong and she said she had been ordered back to work for eight o'clock that night and I was to go along too. I was quite concerned and we had our meal in a quiet mood, contemplating what might happen. Liz went upstairs to change after a shower then came back down in a skirt and blouse looking all the world ready to start a new day. We drove in silence and arrived in the darkness of a deserted car park, just his BMW parked close to the door. We entered and Ray stood at his office door and ushered us in. We shook hands and he smiled then said thankyou for coming. He showed me to a seat and had Liz sit closer to his desk. Then he began to say how important the new contract was if he got it and that there was a need for total commitment to the cause. He stood up and after a bit of ambling around said that Liz was an important connection in the closure of the deal. Therefore he needed proof that she would be completely compliant to his instructions. He said she was perfect for the role and now he needed to get her to demonstrate she could be totally trusted. He told her to stand. She did so. Then Ray said 'undo your blouse and remove it' I was now wondering where this might lead. She took her blouse off and folded it over the chair back. 'Now the skirt', it came off. I should add now that we have been swingers for years but kept things discreet so I was wondering why her boss was doing this, but decided to keep my thoughts to myself. Ray looked at me and then Liz again 'Very nice, you have dressed as I asked and you look lovely in the hold ups and underwear, so now get naked and stand in front of me' I watched avidly as she stripped the hold ups and then her bra and panties, leaving them all neatly folded over her skirt then stood naked in front of her boss, I noticed her nipples were erect. 'Open your legs for me now' he asked and she did 'Now bend over and show that wet pussy' She obeyed. He walked round to her and looked across to me. 'You might recall some years ago you invited me to a threesome at your house with this lovely lady being entertained by you and I' I was very vague and a bit embarrassed by not recognising him and said I was very sorry for not recalling him. He said he recognised Liz immediately she walked in for the interview and told his interviewer to give her the job. He said what a great decision it had been for his business and also for him as he had often wondered what had happened to us. Our lifestyle remained a secret until this evening and nobody ever knew apart from us. Liz said that as soon as she saw him, she remembered his name and how well he fucked her that night. They had set up this evening as a surprise for me. Needless to say we did not waste her nudity and the three of us had a nice mixed session with her being the proud possessor of three lots of come. On our way back home she said it looked like ray would be enjoying a lot more of her body whenever he wanted. What a great relationship