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The Cuckold Entangled

... helpless, lost puppy. I did not trust myself to respond, so I just kept quiet.

"Remember when Tamika was really stressed out because she really wanted the assistant to the dean position in the political science department?" She asked me.

I nodded my head, still not trusting myself to speak. How could I forget? I had tried all I could to be supportive and encouraging, reminding her just how smart and good she was. I was confident in her abilities and reminded her to also be confident in herself, letting her know I believed she would get the position because she was the best candidate. And sure enough, in the end, she had. I was very proud of her, and we had even gone out to celebrate.

The sound of Mrs. Shaw's voice as she resumed speaking interrupted my thoughts. "Lots of other people also wanted it, you know? In fact, three guys and five other females wanted it. The position was going to go to a female, so her competition was really the five other females. They were all top of their class and well qualified too. They were all also ready to throw down and do what it takes. So it came down to who was going to be really ready to throw down and do it the best; you follow me?"

I just looked at her, overwhelmed by the conversation and also not understanding its relevance to my current state.

She, however, continued, "You know, the dean is a powerful and well-connected man in the city's politics. Anyone who wants to go into city politics, especially young ladies, ...

... better make sure to have him in their network. His assistants, especially, usually do well in politics, as he is able to work more closely with them and mentor them. So, you see, being his assistant is a very coveted position. That's why Mika really wanted it. That was why it was really stressing out. And who can blame her, right?"

The situation started to dawn on me, and with all that was happening, I felt my heart start to beat heavier in my chest. Still, I held on to the thought that I was somehow misunderstanding the conversation and where it could possibly be leading.

Mrs. Shaw definitely could not be implying what the dark thoughts deep in my psyche were seductively whispering to me.

She continued, "But then, all of a sudden, she stopped stressing, and the next thing you know, she got the position. How do you think she got the assistant dean position, sweetie?" She asked me. She had a sweet, teasing smile on her lips, and her eyes twinkled with a knowing look that made me understand she knew how and was happy to be in the position to reveal it to me.

I swallowed, my heart not thumping in my chest as I looked at her smiling face. I remembered thinking it was strange at that time. Mika had just stopped worrying about getting the position, and things just seemed to return to normal. The stress of wanting the position just seemed to vanish. As with most things uncomfortable, I had chosen to push it to the back of my mind at that time.

"You know how she got it; ...