As she drove to the resort hotel where the professional conference was being held, she had time to reflect a bit on the recent events at work. She had almost declined the invitation, but just as before, she couldn’t come up with a good reason. After all, she had been friends with, and worked with, Lisa for years.
However,she had agreed to come to her father-in-laws retirement party for the same reason reason, even after he had groped her at work, not once but twice, and then at the party he’d had the audacity to do it again !
He had been the maintenance supervisor at the same school that they both worked at, and she considered him a friend as well. Never, in over 20 years had he ever made any kind of advance when they were alone. They were so close, that whenever he stopped by the building he would always stop by just to visit. Their visits always ended with a friendly hug and he’d be on his way. Until he decided to retire.
A month or so before the big day he stopped by after school when she was still working. Nothing unusual about that. The usual friendly chat and as he was leaving he moved closer for the usual friendly hug. Except this time she felt his hand drop to her ass, and after a subtle caress, she felt his finger moving up and down her crack with more pressure., as he held her tight.
Surprised, actually shocked was a better word, she shoved him away, causing hi to lose his balance and almost fall backwards over some desks. As soon as he caught himself, he rushed out, red faced. She quickly locked up and left herself and drove straight home. She knew she had to tell someone, just to convince herself it had happened, and had been what she thought it was. At home, she found her husband, sitting at the kitchen bar, drinking a beer, like always on a Friday. He had her wine glass waiting on he, a bottle chilled in the fridge. Without stopping, she went straight to the fridge and grabbed the bottle and poured herself a glass, bring the bottle with her as she sat beside her husband. She downed half the glass quickly before saying “if I tell you something will you promise not to get mad ?”.
“Well, thats a pretty tough promise to make, but if that’s the only way I can hear it” he replied. As she related to him what had happened and how it had all came down, her biggest concern seemed to be if maybe she had misread his intentions. Her husband had no such illusion… he sounded like a horny old bastard making a play for his wife, and far from making him mad…he found the idea quite arousing.
So,he tried to put her at ease by making light of it while asking for more details, “you’re sure he’s never made a pass at you before ? nver caught him giving you the “eye”…”no, never in twenty years” she s told him.
At any rate, he eased her fears, and the next Monday she went back to work as if nothing had happened. Then two weeks later, it happened again. This time when he stopped by, “Mister Earl” as she called him, acted as if nothing had happened. But she tried to keep her distance, and after only a few minutes, told him she had a meeting to get to. He was standing in the doorway and made no effort to move or leave. As she gathered her belongings he moved towards her with arms outstretched. She stood as far as possible from him, and tried to give a little one arm hug, but when she did, he pulled her closer and she felt his hand on her ass again, tracing her crack with his finger. This time she was more gentle when she pushed him away, but forcefully told him it was time to leave…but that still wasn’t the end of it.
have to stop here…should i continue later?…(AS so many others have stated, I’m not a writer, so this could be a huge bore, but its based a a true event at this point)
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/bwu87v/set_up_by_the_last_person_she_would_have_expected