Bedding World

My name is Jillian Johnson, Jill to my friends. I never thought for a second I would ever find happiness again after my first husband died, but I did, and this is my story.

I was working in the office at Cleveland Public Power (CPP). That is where I met Jerry Johnson, a lineman, in the lunchroom. We fell in love, married and were about to start a family. It was a great life, we were so in love, and then when I became pregnant, life was even better. Then came the work accident. A company in town lost power to their factory when a pole went down. It was a routine job for Jerry and his partner.

I didn't want to believe it when Jerry's boss and a cop showed up at our house to tell me Jerry was dead. Maybe you think I'm weird, but I never wanted to know what happened. It was a moot point, really. Within days of Jerry's death, the union, in conjunction with CPP, had sued the company involved for negligence on Jerry's behalf. It must have been a colossal fuck up because they settled quickly, and NDA's were signed. At the ripe old age of 36, I was now a rich widow who was doubly grieving, you see, I miscarried due to the stress of my loss of Jerry.

The next year of my life was a blur. I never would have made it if it weren't for my family and my next-door neighbors, Devon and Latoya Earls. Latoya, in particular, spent many hours keeping me from falling into a pit of depression. Then one day Devon had a suggestion for me. He operated a business supplying temporary employees to companies in the Greater Cleveland area. I had not gone back to work at CPP after the funeral. I certainly didn't need to work, but he wondered if maybe it would help me feel better if I had a job.

He reasoned that a temporary job would be much better than going back to CPP or somewhere else. He reasoned that I wouldn't be tied down, and more importantly, if I didn't like the job, I could leave it. I gave it a try and found I liked the variety and, yes, the short duration of the work. In the following year, I had many temp gigs. Sometimes it was to fill in on the phone for offices, sometimes it was working as a hostess for special events. I must admit the hostess jobs were great for my self-esteem. Jerry thought I was the most beautiful girl in the world, and at 38 it seems I still was.

I knew I was eye candy at these events, there were real hosts to actually run the event or sell the product. It didn't matter though, the looks of lust that I received made me feel alive. I wasn't interested in any new relationship however, of any kind, so those that tried to do more than look were promptly 'touched' by security. It was nice to be desired, but I still missed Jerry so much it hurt.

Then one day, Devon asked me if I would take on a special project for a friend of his.

"Jill, my friend has a problem, it needs very special handling, and to be blunt, he was asking for a specific kind of person for the job."

I was intrigued, it all sounded so mysterious.

"You've certainly piqued my interest. What is the job and why me?

"My friend's name is Conner Bennett, and he wants to give you the details himself. It's a personal matter. The reason he wants you is that he requested a 'hot MILF' and you are, don't take it the wrong way, one of the hottest MILF's I know. Only Latoya, of course, is hotter."

I was kind of shocked by his comments. I wasn't really a MILF because I never had a child, but I knew what Devon meant, and his bluntness didn't offend me. He was just quoting the customer who didn't know my story. I certainly could pass as a MILF at 38.

"Devon, you and Latoya are my best friends, but I'm not interested in that kind of work. If what you're talking about is what I am thinking, then I am offended."

Devon threw his hands in the air,

"No, no, it's not like that at all! This guy is a good guy, not some creepy perv. He owns a contracting business, and he is legit, his request is legit, and I think you would like to do it. I just can't tell you what it is."

"So mysterious Devon, I guess I'll go talk to him. If I don't like what I hear, I can always walk, right?"

"Absolutely! You can always walk away. Thanks for giving it a shot."

The whole thing was strange, but I trusted Devon, and I checked out the guy before I called him up. Connor Bennett owned Bennett Contracting, a mid-sized business operating in Greater Cleveland. He was a handsome fellow who looked about 40, maybe 45. His customers certainly liked him, judging from the reviews. He didn't do social media, but his wife Tina did. Three kids, a girl married, a boy in college and it looked like the other boy was still at home. My internet search found no dirty on the guy, besides some high school sports he played, some charity events he attended and government contracts there was nothing. I called up his company and booked an appointment with his assistant.

I was so nervous dressing for my interview. It was like I was going on a first date. The guy wanted a 'hot MILF' after all, so I had to look the part. I know men think I'm beautiful, so I only used a little makeup. My blouse was stylish with enough cleavage to hint but not boast. I knew from experience that men would get lost in my cleavage if I showed too much. My skirt was tight enough to show off my curves and just the right length, not too short, he said, hot, not slutty. Yet my skirt showcased my legs, another part of me that men never stopped telling me they liked. My legs also looked good in 2" heels, so that is what I wore.

I arrived on time and was immediately escorted into Connor's office by his assistant. He was even better looking in person, except for the eyes. I had never seen such sad eyes in my life. This was clearly not his normal look, a guy with laugh lines on his face did not have eyes like that. He shook my hand and smiled. It was a nice smile, but it never reached the eyes.

"Thank you for coming, Ms. Johnson. I know Devon didn't tell you much, but I can assure you this is a really important job."

He looked so intense, I was not surprised he had a successful business. Despite something bothering him immensely, the sad eyes were a dead giveaway, he remained in control and focused.

"Please just call me Jill. I must admit that what Devon did tell me piqued my curiosity. Do I fit your request?"

His face broke into a grin, no doubt this was a usual occurrence for him. Remember the laugh lines.

"Yes, ah, sorry about that, I didn't know Devon was going to tell you word for word what I was looking for. You definitely look like a hot MILF, if I can say that in a non-offensive kind of way. Please call me Connor by the way."

I couldn't help but giggle, he was blushing. His grin almost even reached his eyes.

"That is quite all right, Devon has vouched for you. Now, please tell me what you are looking for me to do?"

He took a deep breath and let it out slowly, I knew I was in for a story.

"I will get to what I want you to do in a minute but first let me give you some background to make some sense of it."

He went on to give me the short version of his life. Connor met Tina in high school and they married after, real-life high school sweethearts. Connor worked for his dad and took over Bennett Contracting when they had been married for 10 years. Tina had gotten pregnant right away, and by that time, they had three kids. The oldest was Zoe, then there was Connor junior or CJ and finally youngest was Travis. What he told me about them matched the social media I had reviewed. He said that all was great with him and his wife, except for one thing.

Tina was happy to be a stay-at-home mom until the kids went to high school. Then she found herself at a loss for what to do. She wanted a job. Connor was very emphatic at this point.

"The twinkle in her eye was gone. It seemed like she was going through the motions of life. I'm making it sound bad, but it wasn't like she turned into a zombie, she just didn't have the same zest for life she used to.

I did everything possible to help her find the right job. She didn't want me to use my connections to get her a job, so I didn't. I did support her trying various programs at school, but she never completed any. They lost their lustre after a while, she said to me. Tina tried many things, waitressing, office work, you name it, but nothing lasted long. Then one day she saw an ad for Bedding World. Do you know the company? They have the tag line, 'Bedding by appointment, you make the call.'"

I had heard of them, so I nodded and he continued.

"She applied for a franchise, and they set up an interview. They wanted to know if she had a location and financing, and since she did they signed her on right away. She just had to go to Chicago to their Head Office for a final suitability interview and if she passed training. She passed the interview and came back after a week, the proud owner of a Bedding World franchise. Part of my business is buying properties, fixing them up, and renting or reselling. I had a strip mall with a space. No problem putting up $25,000 for the initial inventory.

After the third week of her store opening, she was starting to get the twinkle back in her eye. The whole thing seemed to be working for her. She wasn't tied down, she just went in when she had an appointment. I thought maybe this was it she finally had found the job for her. After 6 months sales were good, and Tina was still happy, very happy actually, and I was happy for her. Then my marriage ended."

I looked at him, he still had a ring on his finger, he had a picture of his wife on his desk. My confusion was written all over my face.

"I know it doesn't make sense, but trust me, it will, to you at least. This is the part that is very hard for me, and take the job or not, I would ask for your word that you will tell no one what I tell you next."

I couldn't resist saying yes. I wanted desperately to know how his marriage ended, it sounded like it had just gotten better!

"I have an electrical subcontractor I use all the time, and he asked me to meet him at a jobsite. That was nothing unusual. I like to get my hands dirty and am often at job sites. He didn't want to talk about work though, he had a more delicate matter he wanted to discuss.

Apparently, he had made an appointment to buy some bedding from my wife. He wanted to surprise his wife with a new bedroom set. Yet he was surprised when my wife offered sex to close the deal. I was shocked, but this guy had worked with Bennett's since my Dad started the business. There was no way he was bull shitting me. He said he was sorry, but he had to tell me; he would want someone to tell him in the same situation. I didn't want to believe him, but I had to know for sure.

I called up my security guy and asked him to wire my wife's store. It was in my strip mall, the company owned it, and I owned the company. He asked me why, and I told him that since she was there alone, I wanted to keep an eye on her in case someone got out of hand. He couldn't believe we didn't already have a system. My wife was a beautiful woman, and he could see problems arising. I asked him what he meant, and he told me, and I quote,

'You know sex sells, your wife is a beautiful woman, and it's like waitresses and short skirts or big cleavage. Some guy might get the wrong impression and want more.'

"He was right about sex sells, I was sure of it. It didn't take long for confirmation. It happened on the very next appointment she had. It was all part of the pitch, she showed the customer, a him, around explaining the product. Then she asked him to try the bed. He made a joke about her joining him, and she said 'of course' and started to strip. I won't tell you the rest, you can watch it later if you want. I'm sure you can imagine what happened. That was when my marriage ended."

Connor was clearly distraught and stopped to take another large breath.

"I am so sorry to hear that, I can't imagine someone doing that to their spouse. I would never have done that to my Jerry! I can fully understand that you want to divorce her, but I am a little confused about why you are telling me all of this. It seems like you have all the evidence you need."

Connor let out his breath,

"I know Ohio is no-fault, but adultery can still be a factor, but that is not what I need you for. I want to know what caused this. Is my wife a whore all on her own, or did the company make her one? I know it's a bit chicken and egg, but I want to know because if they are responsible, I'm going after them.

Long story short, this is what I want you to do. I would like you to make an appointment to visit her store and then try to find out if this is the way these people work or if it's just the way my wife works."

Wow, this was different. He wanted me to be a spy or some kind of private investigator. Why didn't he just hire one of those?

"It certainly is an interesting proposal, but I don't understand why you don't just hire a private investigator."

"Let's just call it a hunch, but I have noticed something about this company, Bedding World. In all their advertising, the women look like MILFs, excuse the term, but it's important. Tina showed me a picture of the other people on training with her, and they all looked similar, like MILFs. This is why I think it is Bedding World, and that is why I asked Devon for a hot MILF."

It made sense to me now why he wanted me. I thought, what the hell, he's a nice guy, I will give it a shot.

"Ok Connor, I'll do it."

Then I heard a 'bing' on his computer,

"Great, I was going to show you a video of her in action, but my computer just alerted me she has a customer right now, we can watch live and you can see what I am talking about."

The big screen TV on the wall across from his desk came to life. There were two women next to a bedroom suite. From the picture on Connor's desk, I knew which one was his wife, the other must be the customer.

"Oh, she has a woman customer, probably won't learn much from this, but lets give it a listen so you can compare her sales pitch to this lady versus the guys."

The sound came on, they had done the pleasantries, and the sales pitch had started,

(Tina) "What do you think? Is this what you were looking for?"

(Woman looking skeptical) "I'm not sure what I'm looking for, my current bed isn't comfortable, and I wanted something that is."

(Tina, patting the bed) "Well, you have to try it out, you will find this mattress very comfortable, it will reinvigorate things in the bedroom for you and hubby."

(Woman scoffs) "Ha, that's a laugh, it would take more than a mattress, I need a miracle for that."

(Tina) "Come on, a beautiful woman like you, your husband must want to get it on every night. If I were him, I would."

Now the woman looked like a MILF, but not a hot one, she looked like a tired, out-of-shape housewife.

(Woman with a disgusted face) "He doesn't think I'm beautiful, and if getting it on means getting on and getting off in me and the go to sleep, then you're right."

(Tina, feigning shock) "No, a woman like you should be pleasured by her man, this mattress was made for beautiful sleep and loving."

(Woman scoffs again) "Hubby wouldn't know beautiful loving if it hit him in the face, he doesn't even know how to get me off, let alone where to find the place on me to do it."

(Tina patting the bed again) "Oh, you poor soul, I can't believe he's not feasting on you whenever he can, I'm sure you taste lovely."

(Woman has dark laugh) "He would never go down on me, he thinks it's 'yucky', no one has done that since my high school boyfriend's feeble efforts."

(Tina putting her hands together like a prayer) "Oh, I'm sure you taste lovely, and I would love to find out, why don't you just lay down and let me see.

The woman looked incredulously at Tina but allowed her to gently nudge her onto the bed. She then lay back and lifted her hips up so Tina could pull off her pants and underwear. I looked at Connor and his face was a crazy mix of disgust, disbelief, and anger.

Tina began to pleasure the woman and judging from her moans Tina was good at it. I thought Connor would turn it off, but he just seemed paralyzed by what he was seeing. Thankfully, he snapped out of it and turned it off before Tina made the woman cum. The silence in the room now was deafening. I didn't know what to say. I had to admit seeing the two women reminded me that I hadn't had sex in two years. Not that I was now thinking about doing it with a woman, but it got my blood flowing. Not Connor, he looked like he wanted to kill someone, probably his wife.

"That is what I was talking about, are those her lines, or did she learn them in training."

He handed me a memory stick.

"Here are more of her appointments, some end in sex and some don't, but she uses the same kind of lines. Review as much as you want before you book your appointment, and don't forget to keep track of every moment of time you spend. It's all billable hours."

I really didn't know what to say. I didn't see this coming, so I just said goodbye.

Two days later, after alerting Connor of my appointment, I was entering Tina's Bedding World store. I was dressed in what I thought was a hot MILF look, and judging from what Tina was wearing, I hit the mark. Tina had bigger breasts than me and that made her cleavage more impressive. My legs were better, but all in all, if the two of us went out to the bar dressed like this, we would have free drinks all night.

It was kind of weird knowing that Connor was watching, kind of like I was on TV or something. We did the pleasantries and then she started to show me product. I had decided to try the direct approach before she started the sexual innuendos.

"Tina, I am very impressed with the store and the merchandise. To be honest, I'm really not looking to buy anything today. You see I saw the ad for Bedding World, and I thought I might like to get my own franchise, in Akron. That's were I'm from, I wouldn't be competing with you."

Tina gave me a very thorough, very sexually charged 'look over' before she spoke,

"Oh no problem, I get it. I can get a finder's fee for finding new operators. You certainly look like you could be a franchisee."

"What do you mean, I look like it? Don't you have to have money or a store or something like that?"

"Sure, you need $25,000 up front and a location, but that's just the start. They like to hire a certain kind of person, woman really, and you definitely look the part."

Tina then leaned in close to me.

"Do you know what a MILF is?"

I almost laughed but kept it all together. Connor was watching,

"Yes, I do, but what does that have to do with selling bedding?"

"That's just it, it has everything to do with bedding, if you decide to get a franchise you'll learn all about it in Chicago. That's where they send you for training."

Connor was right, the company did have something to do with her sales approach. Yet I knew I needed more,

"I think I get it, it's like when I had a job waitressing in high school, and that old saying 'tits for tips' works for selling bedding too."

Tina's face lit up, and she giggled,

"That's right, and sometimes you need to do a little more than to undo another button to seal the deal, if you know what I mean?"

I tried to look surprised, truthfully, I was surprised. Surprised this woman would prostitute herself for a commission as low as $50, surprised she would throw away her marriage to sell some bedding.

"What about hubbs? I see you have a ring on, he knows about this?"

Tina looked thoughtful for a moment as she looked at her wedding ring,

"Ya about that, it's kind of like church and state ya know, they are separate."

"Ok, I get it what he doesn't know won't hurt him, he just can't find out."

"Exactly, he can't find out. Look, you're a natural for this, you should really try for a franchise."