Julia's Workshop: Julia's Infidelities, #23

By Bridy McAvoy

Julia never intended to cheat on her husband, Max, but when the chance came the petite redhead's way, she found confessing her indiscretions had its own advantages. It might not have been the conventional way to spice up their marriage, but it worked.

 

An intensive three-day course to learn the new order processing software is most definitely not Julia's idea of fun. Finding she's the only woman among the group of six attendees makes for much more interesting breakdown sessions.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Bridy McAvoy
• Release date: Jul 24, 2023
• ISBN: 9798215413579

Bridy McAvoy

My name is Bridy, and I live in upstate New York. I’ve written for as long as I can remember, which is thanks to my parents for teaching me to read and write before I went to school. I’ve been fascinated by erotic tales all my adult life, my husband thinks they’re silly but indulges me. I won’t tell you how old I am because a lady never gives away her age. My other interest is photography, but writing will always be my first love, other than my husband of course.

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Dedication

To everyone who helped me write this. Especially my husband who encouraged me to explore my fantasies in print.

Julia’s Workshop

As she walked along the table set up against the longest wall in the room, Julia eyed the buffet with a jaundiced eye. Nothing took her fancy. The sandwiches looked, if anything, ancient and the puff pastry delicacies which she guessed were supposed to have meat in them were unappetizing to say the least. Her stomach rumbled and she quickly glanced up, making sure nobody was close enough to hear. The salad looked limp and she’d already sampled what their hosts called coffee and she wouldn’t give it that name, under any circumstances.

Putting a couple of slices of tomato on her plate, grabbing a handful of nuts, and then taking an open ham cob—on the basis she could, at least, peel the ham off and eat that—she headed for a seat at the table. She smiled at the others as she sat down, but none of them tried to involve her in their conversation. She’d been a bit dismayed after her trip to the cloakroom at the end of the morning session to find the others had already raided the buffet and were sitting down talking to each other. Four of them were tucking in with obvious gusto while the other two seemed to share her opinion.

It’s not exactly four-star dining, is it?

Sorry?

She turned to the guy on her left, one of the pickers, not the shovellers when it came to the food.

Not exactly fine cuisine, is it?

No. Definitely not. Have you made the mistake of trying the coffee?

He shook his head and smiled. No, but thanks for the warning. I take it you like good coffee?

She read his nametag. Matt. She thought it was him, but she’d been at the front of the class, and he’d been on the back row, so she was glad of the aid to her memory. Since she was the only woman among the workshop attendees, she doubted he’d have the same problem.

You could say that, Matt. Actually, I adore good coffee. It keeps me going through the day. I think I’ll be asleep by three at this rate.

He chuckled. I take it you are Julia then? After our beloved great leader’s faux pas this morning?

Julia shivered. It was bad enough being the lone woman in the group, without the somewhat flustered tutor getting her name wrong and calling her Julie at the start of the morning.

I don’t think she’s got a lot of experience.

I heard she’s new. Her predecessor left under a cloud.

Oh? How do you know that?

I take it your company is using these guys for the first time?

Yes. Do you always answer a question with a question?

Most of the time. He chuckled. We’re upgrading to this version—upgrading yet again, I should say. This is actually my third time through the mill.

Does it get any better?

The food, no, the coffee, we’ll see. I’ll put a complaint in to my contact. We might be able to get that fixed. It worked last time.

Oh?

If it works, they’ll send out this afternoon. There’s a Starbucks around the corner.

Remind me to stop there on the way in tomorrow. If they don’t send out, I’ll bring you one too.

You don’t have to repay me.

I think that’s the best way.

He laughed,