An Invitation

But Tammy was our little secret, confined to the four walls of our house. Ok, we'd had cocktail parties for two by the pool out back and we'd even been for a drive and walk in the park a couple of times and I'd persuaded Tammy to pop into a bottle shop downtown to grab a bottle of wine. But I'd never persuaded her to come out to any of the clubs that catered for our 'deviation' so it had remained our secret.

This was one big statement.

"I'm not sure if Tammy would be allowed to attend", I replied watching Tim carefully.

"But no one would have to know that Tammy was Tim and your invite states bring friend and there's no reason for you to explain my absence as I'm forbidden from attending", Tim added archly.

"Ok Ok let me think about it. The party's not for a month and I've gotta get to work. We'll talk about it tonight." With that I grabbed my bag and headed for the door.

As I drove to work I mulled over the issue. Tim's idea really appealed to me and, I couldn't deny, turned me on as well. Tammy is a gorgeous looking creature and I've long wanted to share her with others but if I understood Tim correctly he was suggesting Tammy attend 'incognito' which meant deceiving Cressida, thereby maybe risking a good friendship as well as the loss of an important client. I wasn't sure if I was willing to do that. The only other option was asking Cressida straight out if Tammy could come which meant exposing Tim's secret and possibly having the idea rejected anyway.

"Hmmm." As I pulled into the car park at work I could see no easy solution so I mentally filed it away as I focused on a busy day ahead.

I arrived home that evening to be met at the door by my house bitch, appropriately attired in a maid's uniform. As a freelance journalist Tim worked sporadically and often from home which allowed him plenty of time to indulge his "passion" and mine!

After curtseying and taking my black business suit jacket that was my uniform at work, Tammy turned to the hallstand and offered me a glass of red in one hand and a heavy wooden spatula in the other.