Mr. and Mrs. Andrew Hodge

(Originally was going to be chapter 2 of "Other Duties as Required", but I changed it to be its own story in order to be able in include the appropriate M/M warning. ~Jeanster)

The phone on Tim Grant's desk rang. He picked up the receiver.

"Hodge Enterprises. Tim Grant speaking."

It was Elizabeth Hodge calling.

"Tim, this is Mrs. Hodge. Is my husband available?"

"One moment, Mrs. Hodge. I'll connect you."

Tim pressed the hold button and dialed Andrew's number.

"Yes, Tim?" said Andrew as he watched the digital video recording of himself fucking Kim in his office. The owner of Hodge Enterprises always recorded his meetings. He had built quite an impressive library of vidoes that he enjoyed watching over and over.

"It's your wife, sir. Shall I put her through?"

"Of course," said Andrew as he stopped the video, removed the disc and labeled it 'Kim'. He placed the disc in a secret bottom compartment of his attache case.

"Hello, Beth."

"Andrew," said Elizabeth Hodge. "How are you?"

"Just fine, sweetheart. And you?"

"Marvelous. Darling, your parents called. They'd like us over for dinner this Friday night."

"That's nice. Do they need us to bring anything?"

"I asked. Your mother said we could bring dessert."

"Perfect. Anything else?"

"Nope. Will you be working late tonight?"

"Nope. I'll be home by six tonight."

"See you then. Love you, darling."

"Love you, too, Beth."

Later that night as Andrew Hodge was taking his shower Beth was going through his attache case. She pressed the button that opened the secret compartment and found the disc labeled 'Kim'.

A new one, thought Beth. She opened the disc drive of the computer in their bedroom, placed the disc in it and closed the drive. A few seconds later she could see and hear her husband getting acquainted with his new office assistant.

By the time Andrew was done with his shower and was returning to their bedroom Elizabeth was almost finished viewing the disc. Andrew saw his beautiful wife seated at the computer desk. Her back was to him as she stared at the computer screen.

He cleared his throat before speaking. "Beth?"

His wife held up her hand motioning him to be quiet. The video was at the part where Andrew slapped Kim's rump.

"What do you think?" he asked as he went over to her and kissed the back of her neck.

She smiled and gently stroked his face as he put his arms around her lovingly.

"The look on her face was priceless when you told her that twice a day she was to suck your cock and get fucked senseless by you."

"That was a fun moment, yes," said Andrew. "And what did you do today?"

"I whipped the pool boy while making him lick my boots. Want to see?" Elizabeth opened the desk drawer and pulled out a video disc.

"Sure. Let's put it in the DVD player so we can watch it on the television screen."

"There's fresh popcorn over there," said Elizabeth pointing to his nightstand.

"Ooh, kettle corn. My favorite."

Moments later Mr. and Mrs. Andrew Hodge were snuggling together in bed as they watched the video recording of Elizabeth dressed in her dominatrix outfit. She carried a whip and was having her way with the pool boy.

They grinned and munched on popcorn as they watched the movie.

Afterward Elizabeth put the disc labeled 'Pool Boy' in the drawer of her nightstand along with the other discs. The collection had grown over past few years. She pulled out one labeled 'Tim'.

"Here's one we haven't seen in a while, darling," she said.

"An oldie but a goodie," said Andrew. He had taken special care to make sure Tim Grant knew nothing of this particular video or of his participation in it.

Elizabeth and Andrew watched the 'Tim' movie.

"You wanted to see me, boss?" said Tim entering Andrew's office.

"Yes, Tim. Close the door, please."

"I've been watching you, Tim. You're a valued employee. I just want you to know that."

"Thank you, sir." Tim smiled at the praise.

"Have you ever been butt-fucked, Tim?"

Tim's mouth dropped open and his eyes opened wide in shock.

"No, sir! Where are you going with this, Mr. Hodge?"

"Would you LIKE to be butt-fucked, Tim?" asked Andrew smiling and walking nonchalantly toward his employee.

Tim backed away toward the door while keeping an eyes on Andrew.

"No. No way, sir." Tim's hand almost reached the door when Andrew moved quickly and zapped him with a stun gun. The young man fell to the floor.

"Too bad, Tim. It would be a lot more fun for the both of us if you were willing. But I AM Andrew Hodge, and Andrew Hodge always gets what he wants."

The unconscious Tim could not hear anything Andrew was saying. Nor could Tim feel Andrew pick him up, place him on the bed which Andrew had earlier brought out from behind the panel of the wall.

Tim Grant was twenty-eight years old. He had been working for Andrew for three years. Andrew did indeed value Tim as a loyal and dedicated employee. He just did not see any point in NOT fucking such a young pretty fellow with lovely boyish features.

It would be a terrible waste not to fuck him, thought Andrew.

"Consider this our bonding time, Tim." Andrew said even though he knew Tim could not hear the words or feel Andrew removing their clothes.

Moments later they were both naked. Andrew placed Tim face down on the bed. He found Tim's opening and inserted his index finger slowly and gently to prepare the young man.

Elizabeth turned to Andrew as they watched the video and said, "Do you think Tim has any idea you swing both ways?"

"If he does, he hasn't indicated so to me."

They watched Andrew butt-fucking Tim. He moved slowly for first few minutes. Soon he was pounding away, sweating and moaning as he had his way with Tim.

Elizabeth held Andrew's hand as they watched the video to the end.

"I am SO wet now, darling," she said to her husband. She looked down and saw that he was just as aroused as she was.

Andrew kissed her. She eagerly returned his kisses and squealed with delight as they made passionate love together.

Andrew used his memory-wipe device whenever he could to his advantage. Even Ann Parker who greeted the new job applicants had been subjected to it, but she had no idea. Nor did she know that Mr. and Mrs. Andrew Hodge had snacked on popcorn and soda while viewing the movie he had made of Ann getting fucked, sodomized and spanked by Andrew. She had no memory of having her wrists handcuffed to her ankles and being forced to stand bent over in that humilating position naked while her boss brutally had his way with her.

If Ann Parker ever did learn of all this, she would most certainly kill him.

And so would Tim Grant if he ever found out how Andrew had zapped him with a stun gun in order to render him helpless and made into Andrew's fuck toy.

If Andrew Hodge had any fears of reprisal from his two employees, he never showed it. Why should he? There was no way they could find out.

But he knew what he would say to them if they ever did find out.

"It's in your job description, people. Other duties as required."