Are You With The Program?
Chapter 1
As Zak drove through the security gate into the grounds of the high-tec office block where he now worked, he couldn’t fail again to reflect on his good fortune in securing the position he had. Ok, he was a mathematical savant, and without the usual limitation on social skills coming with such a blessing he had up until now enjoyed both a successful work and social life. At forty years of age he was a tall, handsome man with a physique regularly honed at the gym, now availing himself of the one onsite here rather than the one local to home he’d visited for some years until now. He was already highly paid, but when headhunted as he was for this role, the remuneration package was just inconceivable. He still didn’t believe it until the actual contract was placed before him to sign. As he parked up he started reflecting then on that interview about two months ago, here in this building. That had been an unexpected experience to have had too.
As he sat on a low chair, looking marginally up towards the of five behind a long table in front of him, he remained in awe of his surroundings; the high-tec features of the building he’d entered, with voice-activated controls everywhere, the surveillance cameras surreptitiously located that he’d noticed, reminded him of a prison he’d once visited to see an old friend who’d been incarcerated for a misunderstanding, well fraud the indictment had said, and the jury had unanimously agreed. He’d been so proud to have received the call, from a headhunting agent they’d said. He had the opportunity of a lifetime, a seven figure salary, plus perks. Was he interested? Fucking hell, he was. The five in front of him now were smart people, in dress as well as intellect. He was grilled at a level he didn’t anticipate, but he knew he’d held his own. There was Jack Carter in the centre, who identified himself as the Chairman, and who wanted to be addressed as such. Sixty years of age, maybe. His wife was beside him, around the same age. Short, black cropped hair, immaculately dressed in a bespoke suit she was, which didn’t hide the noticeable chest the top covered. And, for her age, quite attractive Zak thought. Zella her name, and she said she was comfortable being addressed just that. The other three were men, all in their fifties, maybe. Whilst it was a grilling, there were smiles, and a lot of mutual complimenting. Zak thought he’d done well, and knew he had when the contract previously discussed were actually offered. The one thing that did puzzle him though, and he dwelled for a few days afterwards, was the series of questions about his wife, Kelly. At thirty five she was a stunner at five feet, seven inches tall, slim with a blonde bob hairstyle that Zak had chosen himself, but only because she’d asked for his view. Oh, and the chest. Yes, moderately well-endowed was Kelly, and all hers, whilst he wouldn’t know of course if the same could be said of Zella’s. As good-looking as he was, Zak knew, and had been repeatedly told, that with Kelly he was punching (metaphorically above his weight). No children, of course Zella had said she knew, but it was the other things raised that had him thinking. Zella made a particular point of stating that the Company was racially and sexually inclusive. Whilst five out of the six in the room were white, she’d emphasised that although he’d worked out the ratio for himself as the only non-white person in the room was the member identified as Rez Meaks sat at one end of the five, she qualified this by saying that proportionally the Company was doing better than the country as a whole for racial inclusivity. Her asking rather directly then whether Kelly was bisexual did have Zak preparing to react to the very personal nature of such an enquiry, but thinking better of it he instead confirmed that Kelly was one hundred percent straight. Perhaps the weirdest outcome from the interview was not that Zak was given only ten minutes to look through the contract and had to sign then and there, or the offer was off the table, but that he had to mark under his signature with a bloodied thumb print courtesy of a pinprick on it inflicted by Zella to draw the blood. But those , inconceivable he felt given the market rate for the role he’d be performing, he just couldn’t say no to those.
A month on now, Zak entered through the main door, which had automatically unlocked courtesy of the facial recognition function in place. He found Freddy Soames in the elevator, and Andrew Dunn, both guys he’d got to engage with on numerous occasions during the past month. They connected as much through age as well as their love of football, and had socialised in the staff bar a couple of times. As Zak reached his office, Avril Gentle, his PA, was as usual already at her desk. Like every single woman working in the building, she was just plain fuckable. Tall, long legs, tight arse. If only he was single he thought, but actually wasn’t quite sure if she was single as it had never come up in the very few non-work related conversations they’d had. Everything was so business-like, everywhere other than on those few occasions the bar was accessible. Zak was working on a government defence project today, in fact had been for a week, crunching numbers, compiling reports. Top secret stuff he was told justifying, they said, the weekly polygraph test he took, but that was a weird experience in itself, what with electrodes being placed on his temples rather than where he thought they usually went, on the arms and chest. But maybe he was wrong. The sessions always made him feel a little queasy too, and he was certain he nodded off during them as well. Today though, after work, there was apparently an end of week social in the bar, when only selected staff are periodically invited, and on this occasion he’d received his invitation by email yesterday afternoon.
Six o’clock it was as he walked into the bar. Already there were about a dozen present. A quick count up, which with his particular skills took less than a second, and he saw that there were nine guys and three women. He’d not noticed the women in the building before and yet, like his PA, he could see they were all around thirty five, and stunning. Freddy and Andrew were there, and Greg Dunston, who he’d met here in the bar a couple of weeks ago. One of the women, a brunette with gorgeous brown eyes was right beside him as another guy talked to them. Then Avril walked in with a guy Zak hadn’t seen before. Then the Chairman with Zella, and Rez Meaks followed them in. The doors closed and then with each present soon with glass in hand, the conversation flowed. Zak was introduced by Meaks to the guy Avril had walked in with, Warren his name. A couple of minutes there before Zak got to speak with Tim Quinton, who occupied the office next to his but whom he’d not had the opportunity before then to engage with. Ten minutes there with Tim before Freddy took hold of Zak’s arm and pulled him to the side. “The entertainment starts soon, Zak”, he told him. “Entertainment?” Zak responded. “Yeah. Once a week in here there’s something arranged for some of the guys to let off a bit if steam. Get that all important release out of the system. You know how being frustrated can affect efficiency, Zak. Don’t you?” “No, not really”, Zak replied, because he didn’t know what his colleague was actually talking about. “Look at Carter over there. Talking to Lucy” Freddy said, nodding in the direction of the Chairman whispering into the ear of the brunette Zak had noticed earlier beside Greg. She started to smile as he spoke. “And your Avril” Freddy then said, nodding in a different direction where Zak could see Zella talking to his PA, who also started to smile as she nodded. Zak then saw Lucy hand her glass to Greg and walk over to a long table against a wall. She bent down on it and lifted her skirt, spreading her legs as she did. Pulling the arse cheeks apart, Zak could see that there was no underwear covering her modesty, if she actually had any given what she was doing. Attention was drawn to the Chairman who, looking across to one of the guys who Zak hadn’t spoken to, and didn’t know either, then said with a raised voice, “Reese. Isn’t it you?” Reese looked at the Chairman, and nodded. As he walked over towards Lucy he undid his tro fly, and there were a couple of cheers in the room as he did. “Come here, Zak. For a better view”, Freddy said as he took a few steps to view side-on what was now occurring next. As Reese reached the bare arse bent out towards him he’d already stroked his cock to hardness. With no hesitation he entered. As he started thrusting in and out it was evident, for some viewing at the right angle, which hole he’d actually chosen, but for those that didn’t know, the question was asked; “Which hole Reese?” It was Tim shouting out. “Cunt of course. I wanted it wet. And is she wet”, came the reply. Words of encouragement flowed. Zak noticed nothing but smiles from the women though, including Zella. Then from the grunting sound he made, Reese obviously finished, pulling out when he had. Zak hadn’t noticed that Tim had already been stroking his cock poking out of his fly and he went up next, entering where Reese had been only seconds before. When he’d finished, one of the other guys who Zak didn’t know was up next. Zak turned away momentarily and saw one of the other women who he hadn’t been introduced to, on her knees with Tim’s cock in her mouth. “She’s just cleaning it”, Freddy whispered to Zak. “She did Reese’s first”, he then confirmed. “So is this what goes on in here every Friday. The Company gets some whores in to service the guys, vent their frustrations that way, eh?” Zak asked. “No, nothing like that. They all work here”, Freddy replied. “Work here?” Zak exclaimed, a little loudly. “Yes, of course”, Freddy reiterated. “Now it’s my turn”, he then said as he undid his fly walking towards Lucy, still bent over the table waiting on a fourth cock now to take advantage of her position, and enter her he did, just like the three before him. And she was saying nothing, just bent over the table, with her hands behind her still pulling on those cheeks. And firm, peachy cheeks they were thought Zak. Freddy didn’t take long to finish and as he stood back beside Zak with his cock still hanging out, the woman who had cleaned each of the other three cocks with her mouth was on her knees in front of him with her open mouth now moving back and forth over Freddy’s to likewise service that. “Here we go”, Zak heard a voice say as he looked over to see Avril walking towards Lucy. As she got to her and went down on her knees, bending back to lower her height from the floor as much as possible, Lucy stood up and turned around. Positioning herself now over Avril’s face she pulled the lips at the top of her legs apart for all to see a blob of white cum immediately drop into Avril’s open mouth there. Then another, not quite so much, but just as thick and gooey. Then another, a lot less than the first two. With threads of cum still hanging from the hole, Lucy straightened herself just as Avril stood up with her lips closed, and with slightly bloated cheeks suggesting a mouth full of that cum. As the women moved their mouths towards each other, a few of those present moved in for a closer look. As their lips touched and mouths opened, even with the best effort to ionately kiss, cum still flowed down between their chins onto their dresses, and to the floor. For maybe thirty seconds their mouths were almost locked together, with only the briefest show of tongues. As they pulled apart and turned to smile at their audience with cum glistening around their mouths and on their chins, there were hounds of appreciation from all around, with some clapping and cheering to compliment it. “Ladies, go and clean yourself up and return as soon as you can for some more drink”, Zella told them. Each smiled at her and nodded before leaving. “Well, Zak. What do you reckon?” Freddy asked him. “I don’t know what’s going on, Freddy. I really don’t”, Zak responded, just as Zella reached him and said “Zak. There’s someone I want you to meet”, and as she did the fourth woman, other than Zella who he’d noticed present, arrived beside her. “This is Sarah, Zak. She works in Human Resources”. Zak looked at her, and as she smiled she said “Hello Zak. I’ve been wanting to meet you since I saw you come in”. “Hello Sarah”, Zak replied, not knowing quite what to say. “Sarah, would you get Zak another drink whilst I have a chat with him? Thank you”. Zella said. “Yes, Zella. What would you like Zak”, she then asked him. “JD. With coke. Please. Thank you Sarah”, Zak answered, and she moved away. “Leave us Freddy”, Zella said, and Freddy did, immediately. “How did you find that, Zak?” She asked. “Actually, unreal”, he responded. “Good. It’s meant to be that way. Now when Sarah returns and you finish your drink she’s going to suck your cock. Ok?” The words felt like a punch to the stomach. Zak loved Kelly. No matter how stunning these women were, and it didn’t matter whether they worked for the Company, they were still whores he felt, including Avril, and he wasn’t going to be unfaithful to Kelly with anyone, let alone a whore. “I’m sorry, Zella, but that’s not for me”, he said. She looked at him, and with a frown said “Well, that’s a pity. Never mind. I’ll tell her you said no, then”, and she turned to walk away. Zak stood alone, surveilling all around for a few minutes, dwelling on what he’d witnessed, wondering what it was all about. Lucy and Avril by then had returned with their refreshed, made-up faces to enjoy mutual smiles with those present, all signs of cum now gone from their faces. Zak was drawn to the bigger group forming now, with Lucy standing again beside Greg Dunston and Avril the guy she walked in with. Zak looked directly at Avril, not quite knowing what to say, and she returned his stare. “Are you ok Zak?” She asked. “Yes. Yes I am. Sorry for staring”, he answered. “I do hope so”, she said before continuing; “Can I introduce you to my husband, Warren”, and looking sideways at the man she’d entered the room with, continued “He’s in Operations here”. Staggered by the disclosure that his PA’s husband was right there, the PA who’d not long taken a mouthful of cum from the well-fucked cunt of the woman beside her now, Zak froze. As Warren Gentle offered his hand to shake with a smile and the words “Good to meet you again, Zak”, referencing Meaks’ earlier introduction, Zak hesitated before accepting the gesture. “Yes. Nice to meet you again, too, Warren”, he said as he shook the hand offered. “Nice show, Avril”, Greg said as he put his arm around Lucy’s waist. “Thank you”, Avril replied. “Wasted a bit of cum there though, eh?” He then said. “We know”, Lucy responded to that, raising a laugh in both Avril and Warren. Zak looked at Greg and Lucy. Greg’s arm firmly round Lucy’s waist still. Surely not, Zak wondered as to their relationship. “I’m sorry Zak. Can I introduce you to Lucy? I know you had a good view of her earlier, but it’s my bed she shares every night”, Greg said with the broadest of smiles. “You know each other well, then?” Zak asked. “Lucy’s my wife” he confirmed, realising that Zak wouldn’t have known. “Your wife?” Zak repeated. “Yes, Zak. My wife. Gorgeous isn’t she? Lovely arse” Greg confirmed as he tightened his grip around his wife’s waist. Zak happened to glance away, only to catch sight of Sarah on her knees now, sucking the cock of another of the guy’s Zak hadn’t got to know, other than his name, Leo. “She’s good at that” a voice said as Zak watched Sarah’s mouth moving back and forth over Leo’s cock, and he recognised it as Andrew’s. Zak turned to him. “You know her?” He asked. “She’s my wife, Zak. Three years now”, was the reply. It was apparent to Zak now that the woman who’d been sucking the cocks earlier must also be the wife of someone in the room, but he was afraid to ask. Surely, this was just not happening he was trying to convince himself. “Excuse me, darling”, Greg said as he removed his arm from around his wife’s waist. “Of course”, she replied just before their lips briefly touched. Zak’s eyes followed him as he walked over to Sarah, still on her knees as Leo pulled his cock from her mouth. As Greg undid his tro zip and pulled out his cock, Zak looked at Lucy to see she too was looking at her husband as Sarah was now taking his cock in her mouth. Lucy turned back to ask “When are we going to meet Kelly, Zak?” Zak didn’t know. Didn’t know either how Lucy would have known her name. This is all too weird, Zak decided as he responded “I don’t know. Maybe soon”. “Yes, we must”, Lucy said as Zak turned and walked away, saying no more. As he arrived back at the table Lucy had bent over earlier, Freddy ed him again. “Freddy. You fucked Greg’s wife. In front of him. What the fucking hell is this all about?” “What do you mean?” Freddy asked. “Is this for real. All this. Guys fucking other guy’s wives?” “Greg’s fucked my Penny. In the arse. It’s what we do, Zak”, Freddy looked to reassure him. “I’m just not getting it”, Zak reiterated. “Are you with the Program, Zak?” Freddy asked. The question resonated. Zak thought he was with the Program. He wanted to be with the Program. The Program was important, and why he was working there now, for the Company. “Yes. Yes I am”, he confirmed. “Good. So am I. And I love it. All this. I thrive on it. You know, I achieved one hundred percent in my last polygraph”, Freddy boasted. One hundred percent. In a polygraph, Zak wondered why wouldn’t anyone achieve that, given that it’s a lie detector. “Good for you, Freddy”, he agreed. Zella was now approaching them, Zak saw from his peripheral vision. When she arrived she looked at Freddy, and not for the first time told him to “Leave us”, and he did. “Zak”, she said, “We were hoping that your Kelly might take part in a senior management social sometime next week. There are a couple of others, wives of new arrivals like you, that we have coming in on Monday. Do you think she can make that first?” The question, the suggestion, worried him. Why wouldn’t it after what he’d seen so far in this room. “I don’t think so. She’s very busy. You know, I don’t think that she’d be interested in anything like that”, Zak responded. “Are you with the Program, Zak?” She asked. “Yes, I am”, he replied. “Then make sure she comes into this building first thing Monday afternoon. Understood?” “Yes, I understand”, Zak instinctively said, but he still wasn’t sure he wanted his wife to come there. “Good. Now your weekly polygraph is Monday morning, isn’t it?” “Yes, it is” Zak nervously agreed. “It’s important that you achieve one hundred percent Zak, if you want to be with the Program. Are you with the Program, Zak?” “Yes. Yes I am. I assure you I am” he said, and he knew he was. His head was now beginning to ache, what with what he’d witnessed and this exchange with Zella.
When he arrived home he found Kelly in bed. It was much later than he thought it would be getting back. He told her that she was expected to be at the Company Monday afternoon, but that she wasn’t to go there. In fact he was considering his position there now, which concerned her. The job, the pay and perks were like no other he would achieve elsewhere, but she respected whatever he chose to do. She was working Monday afternoon, anyway, so couldn’t get to the offices at all. Maybe they’ll discuss more in the morning. He’d sounded stressed. As she put her head under the covers and moved towards the bottom of the bed with her mouth open she found it. Even though it was dark under there, she knew where it was straight away. As it hardened in her mouth she massaged his balls. He came quickly, but she didn’t swallow. She never did. Didn’t like to. Didn’t mind the taste on her tongue, but the swallowing sensation made her physically sick. He never minded. The fact that he could empty into her mouth at all was always a bonus, he felt, as many women out there won’t even do that.
“Are you with the Program, Zak?”
“Yes I am”.
“How important is the Program to you, Zak?”
“Very important”.
“You’ll do anything for the Program, won’t you Zak?”
“Yes, I will”.
“Is there anything you won’t do for the Program Zak?”
“No. Nothing”.
“Stay still for just a few more minutes, Zak, and then wake up when you hear the bell. Understood?”
“Yes”.
“One hundred percent, Zak. Congratulations”, the polygraph operator told him, and Zak felt proud. “Is Kelly coming in today?” He was asked. He said “Yes”, but knew he’d told her not to. Now he wasn’t sure if that was right. Of course it was right. As Zak reached the security gate in his car a few minutes later, anxious to get home, where he’d told Kelly to meet him so he could bring her back, he’d decided he wasn’t going to. Something was terribly wrong with this place. He had to get away. As he burst through the front door shouting her name he received no reply. He searched everywhere. He tried her phone. Twice. It went to voicemail. He left messages anyway. Then she called back, although it wasn’t her, it was Zella using her phone. “Kelly!” He’d screamed. “No, Zak. It’s Zella. Kelly’s here with us. Very worried about you. She wants you to get back here as soon as you can. Ok?” “Yes, yes. I’ll be there soon”, Zak confirmed.
As he entered the Chairman’s office he saw both Carters, and Meaks. Kelly was sitting on a chair, and turning to her husband said “Zak. I was so worried about you. Zella told me that you’d had an accident and I need get here as soon as I could. Then we learned it was all a misunderstanding. I’ve been well looked after waiting for you though, thanks to Zella. Shown around. Seen the artificial light display with a demonstration of that polything you do. Met some people as well. This is a fantastic place. I’ve been asked to work here, and I’ve said yes. What do you think? We’d be coming to work and going home together, and we can meet for lunch. Corporate Services I think it is I’ll be with”. “Yes, Zak. Corporate Services. We think Kelly has got what it takes to serve here. We knew we’d want her to when we looked at the file we compiled on her before your interview”, the Chairman said. Zak was speechless. Looking in turn at his wife and the three all standing there, Zak wondered what was coming next, as he knew there had to be something, then he saw Zella bend down and start whispering in Kelly’s ear. She started smiling as she listened………