31-03-2026, 05:31 PM
A story written by FrameByFrame
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My husband, Travis, joined the Carrier Corporation at one of its biggest manufacturing plants in Syracuse, NY back in the late 90’s... just a few years before they moved their A/C production facilities out of the northeast, and relocated them to several southern states and overseas. A lot of employees lost their jobs at that time, so my husband was ecstatic... and relieved... when he was offered a position at their corporate headquarters in Farmington, CT... about twenty minutes west of downtown Hartford.
He happily joined their International Marketing department, and found himself working for Bruce... a native Connecticuter... who was responsible for Carrier’s entire marketing division, both domestic and international.
Things went well for Travis right off the bat... he was excellent at marketing and sales strategies, so he and Bruce worked well together and did good things for the company’s brand recognition and sales revenue. Bruce seemed to take him under his wing... which Travis embraced... and the two of them appeared to be squarely on the same wavelength... like two peas in a pod.
Toward the end of our first year in Connecticut, Carrier threw a company Christmas party for its employees, where I got to meet my husband’s boss and his wife.
Bruce seemed like a nice guy... he was tall, with broad shoulders and dark hair... he seemed to be in really good shape for a guy in his early fifties. He was pleasant and charming... so I could see why Travis thought he was a good boss... and I couldn’t help but notice that he was easy on the eyes, too.
His wife, Katerina, was absolutely stunning, who... even in her late forties... stood out among the other employees’ wives at the party. She wore a gorgeous, glittering, backless evening gown that cinched at her narrow waist, and flowed elegantly around her ankles... with a low-cut, scoop-neck top that showed off plenty of bra-less cleavage and highlighted her impressive... and jiggly... C-cup breasts.
Before I’d even met her, I could tell that she was clearly the belle of the ball... her opulent gown and exposed décolletage catching everyone’s attention... including mine. It was obvious that none of the guys at the party... along with my husband... could keep from surreptitiously gawking at her, and her unfettered tits, periodically throughout the evening.
I was wearing a form-fitting, floor-length, wrap-around gown... with a deep-V, cross-over in front that separated and accentuated my large, natural, E-cup boobs... so I was getting the same looks from the same guys... including her husband... all evening.
I smiled as my husband introduced me to his boss... who then turned and introduced me to his wife. I liked the idea that there was someone else in the room to share the blatant sexual scrutiny I was always subjected to at these events. Having big breasts, a shapely body, and a pretty face seemed to turn every eye in just about every room I’ve ever entered... not that I was complaining.
As we shook hands, I noticed her eyes drift down to my own plunging neckline and gently swaying boobs... then back up to my face, and... with an appreciative smile... said, “Hi, I’m Katerina... my friends call me ‘Kat’... welcome to Connecticut... my husband says that Travis has been a great addition to his international marketing team.”
When our eyes met, I saw something in the look on her face that suggested to me that she actually enjoyed the attention, as well.
With a conspiratorial, “we get each other” grin on my face, I replied, “Hi, Kat... I’m Lynn... yeah, moving here has been great so far... we found a beautiful place in West Simsbury, which we love. And my husband tells me that Bruce is the kind of boss he’s always wanted to work for, so he’s definitely enjoying the new position.”
We stood together and chatted for a few more minutes... enjoying each other’s company quite a bit... then headed off in different directions, accompanying our husbands as they circulated among the other party-goers... boasting about client deals won, and commiserating about those they’d lost... intermixed with stories about family milestones during the nearly expended year... like a child losing their first tooth, or a teenager graduating from middle college to high college.
It was a very nice party... the food was delicious, the ambiance was festive, and Travis’ co-workers were friendly and jovial... by the time we left for home, my husband and I were pleasantly exhausted.
On Monday of the following week, Travis came home from work in a chipper mood... smiling broadly as he tracked me down in the kitchen, and excitedly told me the ‘good news’.
“Bruce tells me that he and his wife were really impressed with you at the Christmas party, Lynn... he’s invited us over to their place for dinner this weekend.”
I smiled at my husband, and said, “Sounds nice... yeah, I liked them, too... just a casual thing? Or something more formal?”
“Nope... just casual. I think he’s considering me for a promotion, too... so, maybe this is part of his vetting process.”
I chuckled, and said, “Sounds exciting, hon”, then we sat and enjoyed the meal I’d prepared, while Travis carried on about how special it was to be chosen from all his other co-workers to be invited for a meal at his boss’ house.
I enjoyed seeing Travis so excited and, since I’d really enjoyed both Bruce and his wife at the party, I found myself looking forward to the upcoming evening with the two of them, as well.
To be continued
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My husband, Travis, joined the Carrier Corporation at one of its biggest manufacturing plants in Syracuse, NY back in the late 90’s... just a few years before they moved their A/C production facilities out of the northeast, and relocated them to several southern states and overseas. A lot of employees lost their jobs at that time, so my husband was ecstatic... and relieved... when he was offered a position at their corporate headquarters in Farmington, CT... about twenty minutes west of downtown Hartford.
He happily joined their International Marketing department, and found himself working for Bruce... a native Connecticuter... who was responsible for Carrier’s entire marketing division, both domestic and international.
Things went well for Travis right off the bat... he was excellent at marketing and sales strategies, so he and Bruce worked well together and did good things for the company’s brand recognition and sales revenue. Bruce seemed to take him under his wing... which Travis embraced... and the two of them appeared to be squarely on the same wavelength... like two peas in a pod.
Toward the end of our first year in Connecticut, Carrier threw a company Christmas party for its employees, where I got to meet my husband’s boss and his wife.
Bruce seemed like a nice guy... he was tall, with broad shoulders and dark hair... he seemed to be in really good shape for a guy in his early fifties. He was pleasant and charming... so I could see why Travis thought he was a good boss... and I couldn’t help but notice that he was easy on the eyes, too.
His wife, Katerina, was absolutely stunning, who... even in her late forties... stood out among the other employees’ wives at the party. She wore a gorgeous, glittering, backless evening gown that cinched at her narrow waist, and flowed elegantly around her ankles... with a low-cut, scoop-neck top that showed off plenty of bra-less cleavage and highlighted her impressive... and jiggly... C-cup breasts.
Before I’d even met her, I could tell that she was clearly the belle of the ball... her opulent gown and exposed décolletage catching everyone’s attention... including mine. It was obvious that none of the guys at the party... along with my husband... could keep from surreptitiously gawking at her, and her unfettered tits, periodically throughout the evening.
I was wearing a form-fitting, floor-length, wrap-around gown... with a deep-V, cross-over in front that separated and accentuated my large, natural, E-cup boobs... so I was getting the same looks from the same guys... including her husband... all evening.
I smiled as my husband introduced me to his boss... who then turned and introduced me to his wife. I liked the idea that there was someone else in the room to share the blatant sexual scrutiny I was always subjected to at these events. Having big breasts, a shapely body, and a pretty face seemed to turn every eye in just about every room I’ve ever entered... not that I was complaining.
As we shook hands, I noticed her eyes drift down to my own plunging neckline and gently swaying boobs... then back up to my face, and... with an appreciative smile... said, “Hi, I’m Katerina... my friends call me ‘Kat’... welcome to Connecticut... my husband says that Travis has been a great addition to his international marketing team.”
When our eyes met, I saw something in the look on her face that suggested to me that she actually enjoyed the attention, as well.
With a conspiratorial, “we get each other” grin on my face, I replied, “Hi, Kat... I’m Lynn... yeah, moving here has been great so far... we found a beautiful place in West Simsbury, which we love. And my husband tells me that Bruce is the kind of boss he’s always wanted to work for, so he’s definitely enjoying the new position.”
We stood together and chatted for a few more minutes... enjoying each other’s company quite a bit... then headed off in different directions, accompanying our husbands as they circulated among the other party-goers... boasting about client deals won, and commiserating about those they’d lost... intermixed with stories about family milestones during the nearly expended year... like a child losing their first tooth, or a teenager graduating from middle college to high college.
It was a very nice party... the food was delicious, the ambiance was festive, and Travis’ co-workers were friendly and jovial... by the time we left for home, my husband and I were pleasantly exhausted.
On Monday of the following week, Travis came home from work in a chipper mood... smiling broadly as he tracked me down in the kitchen, and excitedly told me the ‘good news’.
“Bruce tells me that he and his wife were really impressed with you at the Christmas party, Lynn... he’s invited us over to their place for dinner this weekend.”
I smiled at my husband, and said, “Sounds nice... yeah, I liked them, too... just a casual thing? Or something more formal?”
“Nope... just casual. I think he’s considering me for a promotion, too... so, maybe this is part of his vetting process.”
I chuckled, and said, “Sounds exciting, hon”, then we sat and enjoyed the meal I’d prepared, while Travis carried on about how special it was to be chosen from all his other co-workers to be invited for a meal at his boss’ house.
I enjoyed seeing Travis so excited and, since I’d really enjoyed both Bruce and his wife at the party, I found myself looking forward to the upcoming evening with the two of them, as well.
To be continued
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