Is My Best Friend Taking My Job AND My Bride Away from Me?

[torontocuck]

Part one, two, three and four precede this chapter.

The last two weeks have been good. My wife and I were communicating again, she called me and I called her at civil hours while I stayed at the apartment I shared with Andrew during the weekdays, and on weekends, we spent some quality time together...well, the three of us did. Laryssa convinced me that leaving out Andrew out of our outings would be rude to him, and that I could come across as a jealous husband if I suddenly cut him off. She made sense, as I was acting very weird around the both of them over the last few weeks - I had convinced myself that they were fucking each other behind my back! Can you believe that?

Work was going very well too. I was an executive at the company I worked for, and Andrew had worked in the same company in an entry-level position, a job I got for him. My wife was good friends with the boss, Rick, and news broke out that Rick was stepping down as CEO, naming my wife as his acting replacement. This was great news for us! Big changes were in order too, as she was going to create a position that would basically oversee my department. Whomever had this position would basically be collecting a paycheck, dishing out orders from whatever the CEO (my wife) told them. Whomever had my position would word directly for this newly created position.

I called Andrew with the good news, but he didn't seem all that surprised by it - actually he seemed kind of distracted, and those strange slurping and gagging noises I heard before I could hear again on his end. I hung up and called my wife to make plans for dinner, and the phone rang for several seconds before she picked up. She said she was with Andrew and would call me back when she was finished. I thought that was weird, since Andrew didn't say anything about here being there, just those strange wet slurps...

A few days passed, and the plan was for me to teach Andrew everything I knew about my job. My wife had instructed me to do so. It would have been a conflict of interest for her to reveal the plans for the company, but the writing was on the wall, I mean, come on: my wife was the acting CEO, I was training Andrew for my position...the new position would most certainly be mine, how couldn't it be!

The last day of training, my wife told Andrew she was taking him out for lunch. I told her I'd get my jacket, but she kind of belittled me in front of everyone when I said my workload fell behind drastically, since all my time has been spent training Andrew. I told her, raising my voice, how she was acting foolishly, as I was making sure Andrew knew the job inside out, for obvious reasons. My wife's eyes went to Andrew's, and Andrew just looked down, smirked and nodded his head in disapproval. The entire office watched wide-eyed as she grabbed his hand and they both left the office without even saying good bye to me.

I was so pissed, but I managed to get the paperwork done. I couldn't find either Andrew or Laryssa hours after I finished, and asked around for them, no one knew where they were. Finally, our department's secretary had an answer: apparently they both were not going to be returning for the rest of the day. Now this was out of character for Laryssa: she had a work-ethic like Donald Trump - nothing could distract her from returning to work - why was she slacking like this? With my best friend, no less!

I called her cell but no answer. I called Andrew's cell, but he had it turned off. I called out apartment, our house, I called countless times, but no one was picking up their phones. What a way to end the weekend.

I was the last one to leave the office that day, and headed out to the local bar where most of us hung out. Some of my friends were there...and they were asking me where Andrew was. ANDREW! Wow, Laryssa really did a number on his reputation - now my friends didn't even care how I was, the first question that comes out of their mouths were how my best friend, who everyone hated a few weeks ago, was. I got myself nice and loaded as I spent the majority of my Thursday night at the bar, chatting it up with Rick, the former CEO of my company. Before he left, Rick had some good news for me: Laryssa made a decision about who she chose for the new position, and would announce it on Friday. "Between you and me, buddy," he said to me as he left, "I don't think it's Christina from accounting".

I didn't see Andrew for the rest of the night, he wasn't home when I came home. I headed straight my room for the rest of the evening. My wife and I didn't talk about what happened at the office that day. Her phone was off, and was not responding to my texts either. I heard Andrew come home with someone, a girl, probably his girlfriend, not long after me, and could tell he didn't know I was home, because his stereo was turned up pretty loud, and within minutes he was fucking the living shit out of her so loudly, she was screaming his name like a woman possessed. The headboard banging against the wall (my head was on the other side) was somewhat irritating, but good for him - he was getting laid apparently by someone who worshiped him. He sounded really good in bed!

I was looking forward to the big announcement on Monday. I had worked hard to get to the top, to get to the position I was about to receive. I woke up early that day, knocked on Andrew's door, but not too loudly, as a bra was hanging from his doorknob (aka "do not disturb"). I laughed to myself how common women's underwear was, as whomever owned this bra had the same size as my wife's. I looked at the trail of clothes Andrew and his girfriend has from the front door to his bedroom, picking them up and placing them on the sofa. His girlfriend's panties were silk, I think my wife had the same pair. I had them in my hand and picked up Andrew's boxers with the other hand - there was lipstick on the crotch. I recognized that lipstick, at least I think I did, my wife had the same kind, because it was scented. Just to be sure, I have the lipstick a whiff, and from the corner of my eye, Andrew was staring at me.

He was watching me sniff his boxers.

"Oh...bro...this isn't what it looks like" I began to say.
"Really?" He replied, his eyebrow raised. "Because it looks like you're sniffing my underwear...and my girlfriend's.

I quickly dropped his girlfriend's panties and the boxers, and just tried to get out of the apartment, so embarrassed. Andrew sling-shotted his sweatsock at my face as I did. "Sure you don't want to smell those, buddy?" he shouted. "Hey, I got a few used condoms for ya, there yours if you want 'em!" he yelled as I shut the door.

I got to work and Laryssa wasn't there yet. She arrived about an hour after me, which was fine, because I got there fairly early. What was weird was that she arrived with Andrew - I guess she gave him a left. She walked by me and whispered "I heard you're sniffing underwear now?", but before I could respond, Laryssa called for a full staff meeting in the boardroom.

The moment of truth - my big promotion was upon me. I was so excited, as Laryssa walked around the room as we all sat. She was CEO material if there ever was one - I hope she went from acting to full time. She spoke of the new promotion, with the title "Executive Manager". She spoke of many smaller changes, upgrades and job titles before addressing the big one. Everyone wanted to hear who she chose for this job.

She smiled when she said she named the most deserving candidate for the position. She stood behind me, placing her shoulders on mine. I looked at Andrew, who looked at me, then looked at her. I looked up at her, as she smiled at him...

...and named him the new Executive Manager of my company.

The entire office stood up and applauded, and the guy beside me whispered to someone, loud enough that I could hear, that he was sure Laryssa was going to give it to her wimp-husband. People stood up and shook Andrew's hand as they left the boardroom, until it was just myself, Andrew and Laryssa left in the room.

I sat there, dumbfounded. I watched as Laryssa shriekd and jumped into Andrew's arms, he lifted her up as he wrapped his arms around her waist. She kissed him, she hugged him, and he looked right into my eyes and winked at me.

"Honey," my wife said to me. "We're going to go celebrate Andrew's new job tonight. I need you to pick up some champagne and set up the house for about 50 to 75 of our friends." I continued to sit there, in shock. Laryssa patted me on the head and left the room. Andrew looked down me and shrugged his shoulders, that "aw, shucks" kind of look, slapped me lightly on the cheek with his big thick hand and left behind her.

I closed my eyes and wondered if could get any worse for me.

It did the next workday.