Tales of the Melandren Corporation - Chapter Eight (Patreon)

“I don’t know about this…”

Larry looked at his beautiful wife and sighed.  He knew it was going to be a hard sell to get her to actually go through with the weekend seminar.  

“I told you,” he said in his calmest and most soothing voice, “…it will be like a nice spa weekend.  You’ll get a nice relaxing weekend and it’s just a few silly classes and games where they’ll show you exactly what to do.  It’ll just make our stuff at home that much more fun.”

He had shown her the brochure.  How was she not getting this?

Sydney nibbled her lip, her pen no longer filling out the paperwork.  Her big, beautiful blue eyes looked over at him. 

“I just… “ her eyes blinked, her long eyelashes practically creating tornados.  “… I just wish we could do it together.”

Larry fought back the eye roll.  

If he were part of the dominant class, then he would know all the ‘tricks’ to being a better dominant and they would not be as much fun for him to experience when she tried them.  Not to mention, it would ruin his plan for an entire weekend at home dressing up in his favorite maid outfit with no interruptions.  

“If only…” he said half-heartedly, his mind drifting to the thoughts of chastity and frilly lingerie that awaited him at home, as soon as he could get her to finish the paper work and leave her here.

She nibbled her lip again as she went back to reading the paperwork.  Shaking her head, she smiled and continued filling out the form.  

Larry let his eyes wander over to the secretary behind the desk.  She was sucking on a lollipop, seemingly oblivious to the spectacle she was creating with her large, and very pouty, lips.  Every male eye in the place was sneaking glances at her as she casually slid it past her lips and then back out again.  The girl was the textbook definition of ‘cock-tease’, in her short mini skirt and tight white blouse.  The over-sized buttons on the front were fighting a losing battle as the large protrusions behind them jiggled and jostled as if trying to break free.

Larry crossed his legs and adjusted himself as subtly as he could, squinting to see the name on the girl’s nametag.  

“A. Tease”

He snickered.  The girl must have had a joke played on her by the guy making name tags.  

Sydney glanced over at him and he shifted again.

“What?” She asked, looking at his smirk.

He smiled back, glancing down at her papers.  She was at least a few more pages into the ridiculously long sign-up form. 

“Oh, nothing.  Almost done?”  

She smiled at him.  It was her cute and playful smile.  “Almost.”

“Thank god,” he thought.  She was obviously warming to the idea of the long weekend here.  He just wanted it done.  He was ABSOLUTELY going to fantasize about being the busty-looking bimbo behind the desk when he got home.  He even had a mini-skirt and stockings that might work for the ensemble in a pinch.  

“Although there is not enough bra-stuffing in the world to match her tits,” he thought with another grin.

He was lost, unapologetically staring at the secretary when she finally capped the pen and sat up straight. 

“All done!” She said with a musical sing-song that made him smile.  He was so lucky to have a girl like her.  Pretty, sweet and willing to try to learn how to make his fantasies better.  Even better, it was almost time for him to get going and begin his weekend of feminine fantasy at home by himself!

“Excellent,” he said, standing just a little too quick.  As he did, he became aware of the lump in his pants.  He shifted around, hoping Sydney didn’t notice.   

With a spring in his step, he escorted his wife back over to the desk with the buxom secretary.   She popped the lollipop from her plump lips with a ‘pop’.

“All done?” She asked in a musical lilt that made her sound like a teenager.

“All done,” Sydney said, pushing the clipboard across the desk to the girl.  She took it without a second glance and then pushed a couple of buttons on the screen behind the desk.

“It looks like your tour is supposed to be with Mr. John Maddix, but he is running a bit behind.  Mr. Tom King is filling in to show you both around the facility.  I’ve let him know you are ready.  He should be down shortly.”

“Thank you,” Sydney said pleasantly.  Larry shook his head.

“Yeah.. thank you… but I don’t see why I need to be part of the…”

Sydney nibbled her lip and leaned up to whisper in his ear.

“I did something.”

Her breath tickled and he shivered as it made the hairs on his neck stand up.

He looked at her, at the blonde bimbo behind the desk, and then back at his lovely wife.  

“What did you do?”