Author: Pink
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Summary: The "real" Jenny discovers what her husband has been fantasizing about and isn't amused.
Myra, Fariba, Alex, and Julie squinted at the Toshiba 2500 color monitor. The web site that appeared was titled: "Byron's Stripping Page". It was an idle exercise to pass the last half-hour of a Friday. They would then go home, vacating the office of their small accounting firm.
They had each typed their first names into the "Yahoo" search engine, to see what web sites emerged. Kind of a game. A throw of the dice.
Myra had branched further into the site that was first in line for Jenny's name, finding a long list of postings. Jenny's name appeared numerous times on the web site.
"What the hell?" exclaimed Alex, moving closer. "Jenny, look at this!" One of the most recent messages contained a short story describing a humiliating sexual experience involving Jenny losing her clothes. And Jenny's husband had apparently posted a response, describing accurately her appearance, personality, and politics.
After a few minutes of reading in silence, Jenny stood straight, her pretty face red. She flipped her long blond hair back over her shoulders, and put her hands on her hips, an uncharacteristic posture.
"Looks like Phil has been a busy little beaver", Jenny quietly announced. "It may be time for some beaver stew". She glanced at her fellow employees, a glint below her beautiful eyelashes.
Jenny's Husband Phil was irritated by her insistence that they stop by her office on a Saturday.
"But I have to mail those tax packages, Phil! I forgot about them in all the excitement on Friday," she explained with a pleading smile. He turned their beige Honda Prelude off of Eastern highway and into the small parking lot next to the professional building. She used her key to let them in past the silver metallic sign that read: "Acme Accounting".
Phil casually followed her into the dark office, toying with the odd office decor - a stuffed animal, a large coffee mug, as they walked back to her cubicle.
"Let's go into the copying room", she said birghtly, giving him a huge stack of papers to carry. She loaded them into the Xerox 3500, pressed "START", and they stood watching the machine as it rythmically shuffled paper.
To his surprise, she moved close and began caressing him.
"Mmmmm, it's sexy being in an empty office", she murmured. "And I love the sound of the machine". A few minutes later, she was unbuttoning his shirt, then unbuckling his belt. He was surprised, but delirious that she was so aggressive. She continued moving her hands over him, stretching out one high-heeled, stockinged foot to kick his clothes along the tile floor towards a corner.
"Oh, I've got to get more paper before the machine stops! I can't leave the machine. Can you get some, quick?"
"But..." he looked down at his naked body and swollen, bobbing, penis.
"Oh, don't worry - we can continue in a minute", she said, winking with a smile.
He opened the door, and was immediately grabbed by Myra, Fariba, Alex, and Julie. His struggles got him nowhere as a scarf was tied around his mouth, and his wrists were tied around his back.
Jenny joined them and they all had a laugh at his expense, Jenny giving his bouncing cock a few quick flicks with her index finger to keep it stiff. Fariba produced a knapsack, and lined up shave cream, razor, scissors, and towel on the nearest desktop. Alex, holding onto his left arm, gave his left buttock cheek a stinging swat, and then probed his anus with her middle finger, making him obscenely push out his erection at the ring of females.
"We all saw "Byron's Stripping Page" this morning, Phil", she said in his ear. "Jenny wants some equal time". Fariba was now setting up a digital camera, plugging it into the nearest PC. Alex continued, "A nude picture of your shaved body, and maybe a spanking photo or two should liven up Byron's web page, don't you think, Phil?"
Phil's eyes were like saucers above the gag as they stretched him out on the conference table, and Jenny shook the can of shave cream........