by Selena Kitt
I watched her ass, which was something I usually did when she was walking away from me. The red dress had been the right call for sure. She looked spectacular in it, and the fact that she was loaded already added to the salacious thoughts I was having about what I would do to her when I got her home. I watched the chorus of eyes from my male coworkers as they followed her to the bar.
Sykes had finished speaking and the bar was swarming with people again. I watched her as she stood in line and saw Raymond Sykes stop and start speaking to her. He pulled her aside and cut in front of the line to get them both drinks. It was the kind of thing you could get away with when you were the Head of Northeast Operations.
I watched him as he engaged her in conversation and she laughed at whatever it was he was saying. Even from where I was I could see him catching glances at her body. She was drunk and I knew her tits had to be practically falling out of that neckline. After the way Sykes flirted with her last year it was not surprising to see him talking to her again.
She spoke to him for about ten minutes and then navigated her way back to our table with her drink.
“Your boss is such a nice guy” she said, “And so funny.”
I looked at her and saw her dress hanging open and her gorgeous melons on display.
“Yeah, a nice guy” I thought.
We were finishing our dinner and just getting to dessert when I felt a tap on the shoulder. I turned to see Raymond Sykes standing there.
“Robert, can we have a word with you?” he said.
Chapter 4
Sykes led me to a large suite which the company had apparently rented that was down the hall from the room hosting our party. The room had a full kitchen, couches and a king size bed in it. The only other thing in it of note was Jonathon Sharpe, soon to be former Sales Director, who was seated on a couch.
“I’ve been talking to Jonathon about his replacement” Sykes said, “And we both think you would make a fine choice. Yes, you will need some grooming that some of the other candidates might not need, but we are willing to look past that. But in return, you need to do something for us.”
I should have been excited. I should have been ecstatic. But the way Sharpe was sitting there looking at me was making me uncomfortable.
“Ok” I said. “What do I need to do for you?”
“Your wife” Sykes said, “She needs to blow Jonathon and me.”
The room was dead quiet while the two of them stood there looking at me. I wasn’t sure I had heard him right.
“What?” I asked him.
“Look Robert” Sykes said. “This promotion, it means a lot of money. Whoever gets it will be adding a quarter of a million dollars a year easily to their bank account.”
I looked at Sharpe who was on the couch nodding his head. It was a vile thing that Sykes was suggesting to me, but he was leading with the money argument which made it hard to refuse without considering.
“It’s not that bad when you think about it” he said. “A quarter million bucks a year for two measly blowjobs.”
Chapter 5
I left them in the room while I went back into the hallway. They weren’t going anywhere and were both smiling as I left, so they were confident that we would be coming back in. I should have gotten Vicki and left right then. I should have taken my drunk wife home and fucked her brains out.
But that was a lot of money
I went back into the reception hall and got her as she was starting on her lemon tort. I got her up from the table and made sure to hit the bar on my way into the hallway. I got another drink for her to top her off and ordered a double for myself. I knew I needed if for what I was about to suggest to her.
“Sweetheart” I said to her as I pulled her into a corner of the hallway. “Remember that big promotion I was telling you about?”
“With all the money?” she said.
‘Yeah, all the money” I said. “My boss just offered it to me, but only if you give him and our Sales Director a blowjob.”
I listened to the words as they came out of my mouth and it sounded as nasty as it had sounded in my head, but I tried to force a smile.
“What?” she said, and I could see her ordinarily dim mind trying to decipher what I just told her though her alcohol haze.
“Blowjob” I said again. “My boss says he’ll give me the job if you blow him.”
I could see it dawning on her.
“Really?” she said.
“Look” I told her, “I know it sounds crazy, and I only want you to do it if you’re comfortable with it. But if you do this one thing we are talking about an extra two to three hundred thousand dollars a year.”
I watched her as she looked into my face. I knew she didn’t care so much about the money, but she cared that I obviously wanted her to do it.
“Ok” she said.
Chapter 6
She straightened up her dress and coifed her hair and stumbled with me down to the suite they had rented. I rapped my knuckles lightly on the door and then turned the handle to open it up. Sykes and Sharpe were still on the couch talking as we entered, and they both smiled broadly when they saw Vicki entering the room behind me. She stayed behind me as we entered, and Sharpe was the first to stand up and speak to her.
“Vicki, we’re so glad that you decided to come down here with Robert” he said as he crossed the room and took her hand.
She looked at me like a deer in the headlights. It was my last chance to save her and take her out of there. It was my last chance to tell these two guys to go fuck themselves and save my innocent wife. But instead I thought about all that money, and I smiled at her and nodded my head.
She went with Sharpe as he led her over to the couch. He wasted no time in unzipping his pants and dropping them to the floor. I could see that his modest cock was already semi-erect as he stood leering at her body in that red dress. He sat back on the couch and motioned for her to get down between his legs.
She glanced at me once last time before starting to kneel in front of him. She was still wobbly from the alcohol but caught herself as she got to her knees. When she was settled she scooted her cute ass forward so that she was positioned between his legs. I watched as she nervously reached out her hand and grasped his hardening cock.
She didn’t look at me again as she opened her mouth and lowered her head. I watched as she started to bob up and down and Sharpe started to moan. He put both his hands on her head and smoothed her long hair from her mouth. And then he started talking to her.
“Oh yeah, your mouth feels so good”
“That’s it, I’m getting harder”
“Oh baby, that feels great”
I was watching my gorgeous wife satisfy another man, and in spite of myself I could feel my cock getting harder. I wondered how she was feeling – I wondered if her pussy was getting wet. I watched Sharpe as he leaned forward and his hands went into her dress. I had known it was just a matter of time – her tits had been dangling right in front of him like a couple of pieces of ripe fruit.
I heard her gasp as he handled them. She lifted her head from his cock to moan but he quickly pushed it back down. I was so fascinated by watching them that I never even noticed Vivian entering from the office space of the little suite. I heard another person breathing and turned to see my boss’s secretary there.
“Oh, so she did decide to come, did she?” Vivian said.
I was astonished as I looked at Vivian standing there. In the office she had been prudish and hardly gave me a second glance. She was ten years older than me and a full figured woman. I suddenly realized she had not even looked at me but had her eyes glued to my wife’s ass.
Vicki had heard another woman’s voice in the room and struggled to turn her head, but Sharpe had a good hold on her. Her body was wiggling but she finally settled and went back to sucking on him. I looked at my black boss as he looked at his secretary and he nodded. I then watched in amazement as Vivian walked behind my wife and kneeled behind her on the floor.
“Let’s get that off you dear” she said as she started on the red dress.
This wasn’t what I wanted, and hadn’t been what I agreed to – but I was mesmerized as I watched another woman undress my wife. It was my second chance to stop this thing before it went too far. But my cock was straining in my pants, and I needed to see what Vivian would do next.
Her hands were at the zipper and she had the dress around Vicki’s waist within a couple of seconds. Her hands went to Vicki’s bra and released her enormous breasts before she went any further. Once Vicki’s big tits were free Vivian grabbed the dress again and tugged it off each leg. When she was done I was watching my wife blow our Sales Director in nothing but a pair of panties.
I knew that Vicki was wet – I could see her pussy glistening through her panties. Her moans were slight but still audible under the slurping noises she made around Sharpe’s cock. Vivian wasn’t satisfied yet and still wanted to touch her though. She put her hands on my wife’s big breasts and stroked them while Vicki’s body shivered.
“That’s a girl” Vivian said. “That feels good, doesn’t it dear?”
I heard Vicki grunt and knew that she was answering with a ‘yes’. I watched Vivian as she stroked Vicki’s tits and started pulling on her bloated nipples. I knew when she started with her nipples that Vicki would be in trouble. Vivian continued with her pulling and I saw Vicki’s ass start to shake.
“Oh, you like that, don’t you?” Vivian purred as she continued to tease her.
I thought for a moment that it was all of us she was teasing. I could see my black boss shifting in his seat and knew that his cock was probably hard. I could feel my own prick straining inside my pants. I knew it would only get worse when I watched Vivian’s hands go to the waistband of Vicki’s panties.
Vicki was trying to increase the pace on Sharpe’s cock. Her head was going up and down and she had a hand wrapped around him in an effort to get him off. By the look on his face I thought he might be close – maybe this thing was half over. But then Vivian slid Vicki’s panties over her ass and down to her knees and things started to unravel.
Vivian ran her hands up Vicki’s legs and got to her pussy and Vicki nearly jumped out of her skin. Sharpe still held her head and had her continue while Vivian continued to explore her. I watched Vivian as she took her fingers and opened my wife’s pussy up wide. She then started to manipulate her pussy and I heard Vicki making sounds I had never heard before.
My boss had apparently seen enough and I watched him stand up and take off his suit jacket. He was watching Vicki’s twitching ass as he removed his tie, then his shirt. I watched as he unzipped his pants and brought them to his knees. When he lowered his underwear I knew that Vicki was in over her head.
Chapter 8
My boss’s cock was huge. It was big and black and not yet fully erect. I watched Vivian as she continued rubbing Vicki’s pussy and was getting her ready. I then heard Sharpe grunt and realized that he was about to blow his load.
Sharpe didn’t let Vicki up. He held her head and moaned and I watched her mouth swallowing wildly. I knew she didn’t like the taste of semen but she had no choice but take his load as he came. When he finished groaning his body went slack and he relaxed his grip on my wife’s head. I watched her as she lifted her head slightly and came up for air.
Vivian only stopped when Sykes knelt down beside her. Vicki barely got a moments’ rest as he put his fat cock against her wet pussy. I’m not even sure my wife knew what was coming when he started pushing his fat cock into her. When the thick head of his prick pierced her I watched her arch her back and let out a low moan.
Sykes took his time. I was sure he was used to woman needing it, and he went excruciatingly slow as he pushed his huge cock into Vicki’s pussy. I watched in fascination as her pussy stretched around him and her body quivered. I knew I had told her she would only giving blowjobs, but at this point I didn’t think she cared. Her ass twitched as he pushed in further and I listened to her squeal.
Vivian wasn’t done with her. She scooted to the side to fondle her swinging breasts. Vicki opened her mouth to moan and Vivian planted her mouth over hers. I expected Vicki to be shocked and spit back at her in disgust. But I watched in amazement as my wife opened her mouth and moaned into Vivian’s.
Sykes was all the way in now, and he started rocking back and forth as he fucked her. Vicki’s body was shaking and she was moaning when Vivian let her come up for air. Vivian finally relented and left her mouth alone. But she wasn’t finished with her yet – she ran her hands underneath Vicki and based on my wife’s reaction I knew she was feeling her twat.
I knew from her moaning – she was about to have an orgasm. Her hips started bucking when it hit her and Sykes needed to grab her at the waist. I listened to my boss groan and watched his body shake and knew he was coming too. He never pulled his cock out, and I knew my wife was getting pumped full of his seed.
Vicki collapsed forward with his fat cock still wedged in her. No one spoke for several minutes as I sat there stunned. Finally Sykes spoke as he pulled his withering cock out of my wife.
“Welcome to the team Robert – glad to have you aboard.”
The End
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