Chapter 6

Carol went to work with a smile on her face and a spring in her step.

She didn't know which pleased her the most, the decision to get into the swinging scene, or her decision to quit work. They were so entwined, she couldn't separate them. If she hadn't caught Frank screwing Cynthia, she probably wouldn't have screwed Chuck. Not in a way that Frank would know, anyway. Then, they wouldn't have talked about swinging. If they hadn't decided to swing, they wouldn't have talked about her quitting work.

In any case, she was one happy camper. She didn't like going to work every day. She did like sex. In all shapes and forms, and with as many people as possible. Which she didn't know about herself until she and Frank discussed swinging.

Judy passed Carol's desk later in the morning and patted her on the back. "Congratulations. I just heard about your promotion," she said. "You finally figured out how to get it, huh?"

"Let's say I finally gave in," Carol replied. "I knew how. Is that how you got your promotion?"

"Of course," Judy said. "It wasn't that big a decision for me. Chuck doesn't promote every girl he screws, though. Only those who do good enough work to deserve it."

"But only if they spread for him," Carol said.

"You got it."

"I sure did!" Carol laughed. "Actually, Chuck isn't so bad. Not as good as my husband, but not bad."

"I know what you mean. He doesn't measure up to Don either. Did he go down on you?"

"Oh, yeah! I wasn't going to just lie down and let him climb on."

"Actually, I think his tongue is better than his cock," Judy said.

"I thought both were pretty good." Carol giggled.

"Me too," Judy said.

"He told me that he was going to promote me anyway," Carol said. "I don't know whether to believe him or not."

"When did he tell you? Before, or after?"

"Both, actually."

"Then he meant it," Judy said. "If anyone in this place deserves a promotion, it's you."

"Damn shame I'm going to quit now," Carol said.

Judy's face clouded. "Don't tell me that you're going to bring some stupid lawsuit against him?"

Carol quickly shook her head. "No. I caught Frank balling our next door neighbor. That's why I gave in to Chuck. Frank and I talked about it later, after some of the best sex we've ever had. We decided that we'll have a lot more time together if I don't work."

"Sex over work, huh?" Judy chuckled. "Well, I can go along with that. I've been thinking about quitting, as a matter-of-fact."

"Frank and I also want to try swinging," Carol said. "You and Don swing, don't you?"

Judy grinned broadly. "We sure do. And I think I know what's coming."

"Cumming is such a loaded word, honey," Carol said, making a play on words. "Don't jump to conclusions until I tell you what Frank and I want to do." She briefly outlined her plan. "So, what do you think? Would you and Don be interested?"

"Oh, honey, would we ever!" Judy exclaimed. "I think it will be a real blast. When?"

"Well, I don't want to do it when everybody has to go to work the next day."

"How about Friday night? Can you wait two days?"

"Sure," Carol replied. "Frank has to buy a video camera and learn to operate it."

"Friday it is then."

"Super," Carol said. "About eight?"

"Fine. Your place or ours?"

"Mine. I'll feel more comfortable the first time in my own bed."

"Don't be nervous, honey," Judy said. "Everything will work out just fine. We'll have more fun than a barrel of monkeys."

"I'm more eager than nervous!" Carol laughed.

"Having you home at a decent hour is super," Frank said that night at dinner.

"Not to mention getting a regular meal instead of a frozen dinner," she replied.

"How did Chuck take the news?"

"He wasn't happy, but he understood. I asked him if he and his wife swing. He said that she's too hung up to even say fuck. Maybe we can invite him over sometime when we want to do a threesome with another man. If it wouldn't bother you."

"If what wouldn't bother me? A threesome with another man, or a threesome with Chuck?"

"Either one," she said.

"Honey, if we're going to swing, we're going to do it all," he replied.

"Oh, we're definitely going to swing!" Carol assured him quickly. "I can hardly wait to get started. You're really going to love Judy, and I'm going to love watching you fuck her."

"Let's throw the dishes in the dishwasher and see if we remember how to do it on a weeknight."

"If we don't, I'll bet we can figure it out!"

Frank bought a fancy video camera with low-light capability, auto-focus, auto-stabilization, and all the other bells and whistles. He went around the house Thursday night, playing with it. Carol laughingly flashed him a couple of times.

"Do a strip for me," he said.

"I don't know how to strip."

"Sure you do," he said. "Every woman knows how. Turn on some music and just go with the flow."

"Every woman, huh?" she laughed. "Chauvinist."

She found the right music on the stereo and did a pretty good strip for him. On her own, she started playing with her pussy.

"Oh, that's good," he said. "Keep doing it."

She got carried away and jacked off, and he got it all on tape. They watched it, then hurried to the bedroom and tore up the bed.