Wife for a Week (closed)

[wickedpen]

Sheila could not believe how hard he had made her cum. It was like the first time she came with a man but so much better. She was on a cloud as he moved behind her and she felt his hard cock against her hip. He then moved around and she felt him in the crack of her ass. She bit her lip thinking of nothing but having him. He wanted it. She wanted it.

"Exercise" echoed in the bathroom.

"We can do whatever you want Mr Morgan" she sighed as she leaned forward and put her hands out on the hard wet tile as her ass never lost contact with his hips. She felt his hands on her hips and his eyes on her ass. She gently pushed back against his cock. It was hard against her ass and she hoped he took his opportunity. She held herself there. The water poured down her back as she stepped onto the edge of the tub. She arched her back and let the water wash her long dark hair down her back.

"Fuck me like I know you have wanted all these years!" she thought as time pounded with her heart, slow and hard.

 

[shizzz]

His cock slid up between her bronze thighs as she shifted. Her plump little ass pressed against his hips, and his stiffening rod soon pressed against her sex. Even in the hot shower he could feel the heat of her loins. He could tell her wetness from the water

He shifted again, feeling his shaft slide against her pussy lips as his hands wrapped around her hips. One hand slid up her back, tracing her arched spine as it slid further up, catching her dark locks gently he pulled it back a she leaned forward. His other had released her hip, snaking around her waist and gliding up over her flat stomach to scoop one breast in his hand. He squeezed the meat of her flesh and felt it billow our around his palm and between his thick strong fingers. His lips came close to her ear as he shifted his hips again, sliding his shaft against her flesh

“Anything?” He asked as he pulled her hair towards him, and the fingers of his other hand caught her nipple and pinched as his shifting hips slid his shaft against her parted pussy again and again

 

[wickedpen]

Sheila had never wanted anything so badly in all of her Life. Years of fantasy and imagining and orgasms alone in her bed were nowhere near the intensity she was feeling. Her friend's husband was about to mount her like a bitch in heat. She had swallowed his seed and cum in his face and teased him until they were both exhausted with desire.

"Anything?" he asked sending a shiver through her as she ached for him to do it, but she resisted reaching behind herself and guiding his thick hard cock to her lips and forcing it.

She breathed slowly, patiently, forgetting everything but the steamy bathroom in some hotel in a foreign country with another woman's husband. All she could do was feel the pressure of his fingers around her swollen nipple and his cock between her cheeks. She leaned her head back as he pulled her hair.

"Anything" she committed to him and any deviant, perverted desire he had, she would willingly engage in. She would let him do anything as long as he did not stop.

 

[shizzz]

That word rang in his ears. His hips shifted, sliding his member back, letting the thick head slip up between her lips. He let go of her breast, his hand sliding back to grip her ass, squeezing her rump, he slowly leaned into her.

He groaned as her pussy slowly yielded to his thick head. Her wet slit gripped him tight as, slowly, he sink into her. He slid deep inside her until her ass met his hips, then he slowly eased back. Moving at a torturously slow pace, he thrilled in every inch of her tight fiery pussy.

 

[wickedpen]

Sheila was by no means inexperienced in the ways of sex but this was different, new. Time was slow yet fast, it was hot yet cool, her body ached with excitement and flowed with the water and his hands. In one motion they both could put off no longer she felt him withdraw only to press into her most erotic fantasy. He felt enormous as her body welcomed him and she moaned his name "Oh god Lance."
She moved back into his steady pressure as they joined into one. Her softest flesh embracing his rigid manhood piercing her like searing blade through warm butter. She was tight yet relaxed, smiling as her life long fantasy surged into her. She braced her hands against the wall as she felt his weight and strength drive into her. Again she groaned "Oh god."
Things moved in slow motion as sadness fell over her as he withdrew again but only to force himself into her again. This time fully and slapping his hips into her ass. She could feel him so tight as her body constricted around him. Her head fell forward as she pushed back and gyrated her hips slowly savoring every forbidden erotic sensation she could.
She did not know if it was the trip or the foreplay or the years of fantasizing about him but she had never known sex like this. Her body was like a flame throbbing on his wick. Her head was unable to think, only consume the pleasure of this act. He began to quicken his pace and she liked it. She wanted more. She wanted to give him the pleasure she was feeling. Gone were any thoughts of guilt or sin, replaced with a single goal, to make this last as long as possible. His hands, one on her hip and the other on her shoulder held her and moved her to his pleasure and hers. His breathing was heavy and he groaned with pleasure as he pulled her body back onto his outwardly thrust body. She was cumming. She had never known orgasm from intercourse. She felt like she was melting down and constricting all at once. She could hardly control herself as she stiffened and he continued pounding himself into her, using her body on his cock.
"OH GOD LANCE!" she cried reverberating through the bathroom as she exploded into bliss. Lance continued like a machine on a mission and she could not know if she was squeezing him that tight or he was growing thicker but it was amazing. After what seemed a few minutes she gasped for air as her muscles returned to her control.
"oh god" she shuddered as the water pouring over them and his skin slapping into hers boomed in her ears. It was all so fast now as she tried to keep up. Her head was dizzy as she felt her body jerked back and forth. Lance was grunting and gasping slamming himself faster and harder and she knew it was happening. She braced herself as his last strokes were barely movements as he used her hips to grind her on his outstretched cock. Then he froze and cried as she felt him erupt. blasting up through his body into his swollen shaft, flooding her with his seed. Again and again and again he grunted and thrust and pulled her tight onto his orgasm. It seemed endless as she savored every second. Finally releasing her hips where his hands had left red impressions. His cock still throbbing as he stepped back and slid out of her. She rested her head on the wall, afraid her knees would buckle is she moved. And the water poured over them.

 

[shizzz]

He stumbled back, feeling the cool wall catch him, as his eyes locked on her plump bronze ass, and his white creamy goo oozing out of her pink roses lips. He smiled at what he had done, his body still twitching as he stood up off the wall

He reaches around her and pulled her up, spinning her around he kissed her softly and deeply, roiling in the feel of his semi rigid cock smearing her thighs with their fun, and her heft perfect tits pressed against his chest

He leaned back

“This is going to be an amazing week” he said with a grin, knowing now that they were both in this. Fully committed to their roles as a married couple

 

[wickedpen]

Hanging on his shoulders she beamed up at him.
"I have never felt anything like that" she exhales as her knees feel weak. "It was incredible!" she goes on regaining her strength and muscle control. She kisses him and then steps out of the shower and grabs a towel. She begins to dry herself as she watches him step out. His cock semi hard but still wonderful. She is entranced.
"Too bad you have to go to meetings" she says still eyeing his body. "I could do that all day!" she admits forgetting her role and his wife and his marriage and everything but the magnificent orgasms he just pounded into her.
She walked out dropping the towel on the floor and falling onto the bed on her back. She watched him come out smiling as the intimacy between them was intense, no self consciousness, just easy attraction.
"Kate is a lucky girl if you give her that on a regular basis" she says figuring there is no going back. Might as well be adults about this. "I will have to try to keep from wearing you out before you go home" she says with a wicked smile that sends a thrill through him imagining long hours in bed.
Sheila cups her breasts and massages herself as she watches him watch her.

"You better get dressed, don't want to be late for the corporate ladder" she says beaming a big smile at him.

 

[shizzz]

He can’t help but smile as he catches her eyeing him when he steps out of the shower. He grabs a towel and begins to dry off

Sheila passed him, letting her towel drop to the floor and he drinks her in as she flops to the bed. Her gorgeous tits heaving with her landing. He eyes her delicious form from toes to the top as he walks into the room, his own towel falling to the floor

“It is a shame I do have to go “ he tells her as his eyes openly devour her body his cock twitching at the site

“Yeah well Kate hasn’t been interested in any of that for some time” he tells her plainly as he walks over to the bed, he leans down, his lips inches from her

“Don’t worry about wearing me out” he says with a smile. Then kisses her

Then he pulls back and digs his clothes out of his suitcase

“Feel free to roam the place. I’ll be back around 11 then we are supposed to do a lunch icebreaker by the pool. I’ll meet you up here to change then we can go eat?” He says with a questioning tone as he pulls his shirt on and checks himself in the mirror. Business casual. Khaki shorts and a polo

He glances over at her, her hands still on he breasts, the massive orbs seeming all the larger for how they spill out of her tiny hands

“I’m never gonna be able to leave if you don’t stop that” he tells her with a smile as he openly stares

 

[wickedpen]

"Then maybe I won't stop" she smiles and opens her legs.

She remembers the older man and knows she had her own work and now that she is already as turned on as she has ever felt the idea of it just feeds her fire. She closes her legs and grabs the sheet and covers herself.

"See you at 11, for lunch" she says but the "for lunch" has a odd tone like she said "for fucking". She smiles and rolls further into the bed not watching you leave as she slips her hand down to her clit and thinks of priming the rings for Lance's assent up the ladder.

 

[shizzz]

To say that leaving for the meeting was the hardest thing he had ever done was an understatement. It had only been when she pulled the sheet over her delectable body, that he could then use his brain. He wanted to lavish in her body all day!


He turned and left, stopping at the door he turned back

“I hope when I get back at 11 that your ready for me” he said. Then he slipped out


And a few minutes later he was at a conference seat listening to a speaker....thinking of just what he wanted to do to Sheila when he could get his hands on her, and his cock in her!

 

[wickedpen]

Sheila laughed as he left knowing they may not make lunch. Like a school girl with a new boyfriend she was filled with joy. She was able to ignore the fact this was a temporary situation.

She got up and walked to the sliding glass door and pulled back the shades and let the sun pour in.

"A beautiful day in paradise" she said looking out at the ocean. Her eyes drifted downward and saw a number of the ladies from the night before at the pool with drinks. It was 9am. "What the hell?" she said and bounded to her suitcase and slipped on a black bikini and wrapped a white wrap around her hips. She found her sunglasses and big straw hat and room key and headed out.

In the elevator the stragglers who were bleary eyed and from their leering and obvious hardons had not spent the morning fucking their wives sexy friend stammered weak lines at her until the bell dinged and the doors opened.

"Have fun boys" Sheila said stepping out and walking confidently towards the pool. Once outside she looked around for a lounge chair. The woman from the bathroom caught my attention and waved me over. In the light of day I could see she was about my age and no wedding ring. She wore dark glasses and had a Bloody Mary on the table next to her. She was amazingly built with a big chest and thin waist.

"Kate right? I am Jenn, Tom's secretary" she said with a smile "join me" she said and waved the waiter over/ "Two more please senior" in a southern accent.

"Did I offer you a Quaalude last night?" she asks leaning over and putting her hand on Sheila's arm. "These affairs can get kinda stale ya know"" she said "Did not mean to offend," she finished.

"No problem. I am having a lovely time" Sheila offered as the man brought the drinks back.

"Just put them on my tab" the woman said.

:So Tom sure took a liking to you" Jenn offers up draining the last of her original cocktail.

Sheila blushed and sat back not sure what to say about the man show slid his foot between her thighs at dinner.

"So you don't attend the conference?" Sheila asked hoping to change the subject.

"Well darlin' my job here is a little different than say the sales reps. I am Tom's assistant and what Tom does at these gatherings is determine who is willing to do what it takes to be successful, if you know what I mean?" Jenn says lowering her glasses so Sheila can see her wink. "And he thinks you may just have that," she says sitting back.

"You mean Lance does?" Sheila asked sure she misunderstood Jenn.

"well in a way I guess" she said. She turned and lowered her voice after glancing around for any interested ears. Finding none she continued in a hushed tone. "You see Tom likes Lance. Thinks he can go far but he needs to talk to you first. In his suite." Jenn said more matter of factly and with a tone that Sheila understood. It was like the tone a doctor uses when he is demanding special attention or you will lose your job.

"Drink up Hon" Jenn said in her cheerful tone. "Suite 2501 when your ready" she continued and laid back in the sun. Shelia looked at her and could not help but appreciate how gorgeous Jenn was. Blonde and thin with a huge set of tits and could not have been more than twenty five years old. For a moment Sheila was flattered that Tom wanted her. Then the weight of it hit her. Was she willing to do this for Lance? What would Tom want, although she had a pretty good idea. Would Kate do it in this situation?

Sheila sipped her Bloody Mary as the sun began to heat up her skin. Jenn looked to be asleep in the lounge chair as Sheila's glass was empty. She got up and walked inside and got on the elevator. The air conditioning was cold and she felt her nipples standing tall in her bikini and the employees all took note as she crossed the lobby. She looked at the buttons in the elevator.

"Time to decide Sheila" she said to herself then raised her finger the the button and pressed.

 

[shizzz]

Tom stood in the balcony, overlooking the pool. He spotted Kate as soon as she stepped out of the hotel, his secretary did a fantastic job of intercepting his quarry. Now it was a waiting game

He smiled when he saw her head in, any minute now he would know if she was willing to help her husband in “any way possible” or if he was going to have to use threats. Time would tell, so he stepped back inside and pulled a robe on over his stocky frame. Not muscular by any means, but neither was he a fat old man.


He let his eyes wander over the suite. Where did he want to have his discussion?

Hot tub?

Sauna?

Sofa?
His wife was out for a day at the spa, so maybe all 3? He thought with a grin, but he only had an hour till the conference let out. Good thing he had told Jen to run interference if it let out early. She was a good one, and his agreement with her had really helped. He stopped trying to have her, as long as she helped keep his libido fed. And he would continue to spoil her as he could, assuming it could be written to the business.




Lance smiled as the conferencewt our, almost an hour early! He could begin to imagine just how he wanted to spend that time!!!

He popped out of his seat and began to funnel out of the conference room along with all the other stellar employees

 

[wickedpen]

Sheila stood before the Penthouse doors nervously. Was she really going to do this? It horrified and turned her on all at once. She was cheating but not cheating. She was prostituting herself but knew she wanted it more than maybe even Tom did, and there was no money so really it was just consensual promiscuity.

The double doors were inlaid with gold and has a gaudy Vegas look. It all played into her excitement as she raised her hand and knocked on the door. She felt weak in the knees as she waited. Finally she heard the door click and open and there was Tom, smiling in a bathroom. Shelia knew exactly what those women who Harvey Weinstein had invited up had felt like, or at least the ones who were there knowing full well what the transaction included.

"Hi" Sheila said with a smile as Tom looked her up and down and motioned for her to come in with a cocktail glass in his hand. She walked in feeling like a lamb naively walking into a tiger den.

She accepted a glass of Champagne on the sofa as he sat down next to her. "So, you said something about Lance's career?" she said awkwardly as her nipples stiffened in the highly erotic situation and having the air conditioning pumping the room to a chilly sixty eight. She looked at him and smiled and then looked away playing embarrassed, "I mean our career."

Shelia put the champagne down on the coffee table and sat back as Tom's eyes followed her movements from knee to her thick black hair and every inch in between. Shelia put her arm on the back of the couch opening herself to him with a knowing smile and asked "so Tom, what's the offer?"

 

[shizzz]

He smiled as he opened the door, drinking in the curvaceous exotic woman before him. Bronze skin and dark luscious hair that matched a bikini which were wrapped snugly around 2 prodigious globes. Her slender gram made it so that her arms brushed the sides of her breasts as she moved, making them move


The two sat on the sofa, drinks in hand. He had to admire the way she cut straight to the chase

“Well it’s simple Kate. I think your husband is capable and able to handle more. But I’ll be taking a chance on him because he is unproven. And what I need is a show fonconfidence. I know that he is confident, but I want to know, from you. How sure are you that he is ready. How can you put my mind at ease if I take this chance” he told her as she looked at him. She had put her arm on the back of the sofa and turned towards him. Her breast swelled against the leather sofa. The cool air made her nipples stand out and he licked his lips as he pulled his eyes back up to hers

“I need a show of faith. A reciprocation. I need you to take a chance with me and trust that it will stay here between us. But I want you to give me something for taking a chance on your husband” he said as he scooted closet and put his hand on her thigh, raising goose bumps on her skin

“Your very cold. I have a hot tub we can warm up in,?” He asked, then let his eyes drift down to her hefty chest

“You are wearing the appropriate attire and we can talk more about how you and I can convince each other to take this risk with your husband.”

He told her as he stood up before her, his robe parting slightly as he reached down as took her hand to help her up

 

[wickedpen]

"Oh Shit!" Jenn hissed to herself as she noticed the ballroom doors open and then sales people begin to flood out. She knew Tom and Shelia would need some more time if anything was to happen. Although Jenn was somewhere between hungover and stoned she gathered her things and herself and rose to her feet.

"Now where are you tall, dark and handsome?" she said to herself as she slid her feet into her sandals and walked towards the masses seeking their "and ones" laying about the pool.

"Lance! You who!" Jenn called over the crowd as they parted for her. She approached Lance who looked clueless to whom she was and how she knew him.

"Hi" Jenn beamed at him as she clearly struggled through the crowd. "Hi I am Jenn, Tom's assistant." Her words weighed much heavier on Lance than her half drunk beach bunny approach would normally merit. "Tom wanted me to go over some things with you before lunch." she said sliding her arm into his and turning him back into the hotel. She ignored any objection and from the bulge in his pants, he had clearly had other ideas for his early dismissal.

"I have a suite and we can work there. Don;t worry honey, I don't bite. Well not too hard. Unless you like it" she said with a smile and a look that told Lance all he needed to know. They got onto the elevator and went up to the floor beneath the penthouse level.

Jenn was excited to think she was with Lance and Tom was just a few feet above them with his wife.

They walked to a door and Jenn slid the key card into the slot and the green light let her shoulder push the door open.

"Come in Lance. I am just going to freshen up. I won't be more than a sec" she winked at her new friend. "Have a drink if you want" she said as his eyes watched her toned and tanned back run down to her firm ass in her peach bikini bottom as she disappeared into the bathroom.

 

[shizzz]

Lance heard his name and began to look around. Finally he found the source. A young woman in a bikin was waving him over. He couldn’t help but notice the hefty chest jiggling as the bikini top kept it in place woth every step

He half heard her as she looped her arm around his and began to drag him away

“Wait ,...what...?” Then it all registered as the elevator doors closed. He glanced over and felt his lips crack into a smile as he saw her own eyes dipping down to his Crotch. He had been planning his brunch very meticulously, but if it was Tom the he needed to know

“I’m sure” he told her as she led him into her room. He watched her walk away, taking the opportunity to admire a very well rounded ass, the kind you found yourself wanting to nibble on for no real reason

He wen to th what and poured himself a scotch

“Did you need something to drink Jen” he called out to her before taking a long refreshing drink of his own, admiring the suite that the execs assistant got
Nice place” he said aloud, but to no one in particular

 

[wickedpen]

Jen came out of the bathroom in a plush white robe with the hotel monogram. It was thick and enveloped her from neck to knee. Her bare feet walked purposefully to the table where a number of folders lay next to a laptop.

"No thanks, I have had a few already" she said smiling up at Lance. "Now let me find your file" she said as she began to rifle through the papers. "These are the candidates for Region VP" she said idly as bells and whistles exploded in Lances head. She slid one out and looked at it then up at Lance leaning back in her chair. The rope opened a little showing her tan neck and upper chest.

"Tom likes you Lance" she smiled. "He likes Kate too." Her eyes looked for his reaction. "This is a big move, almost impossible for most." she continued studying him. "I am not going to lie to you. There are sacrifices required for this type of... position." The word sounded obscene as she said it and her eyes drifted down from his face. "Do you think you are willing to sacrifice Lance? Give whatever it takes to be successful at this level?" she returned seriously to his face. Then she asked "Does Kate? or perhaps more importantly are you able to let Kate close those difficult deals, when needed?" She had not said it but Lance knew exactly the kind of sacrifice this woman was asking about. She took a pen from the table and looked up at Lance awaiting his answer.

 

[shizzz]

He felt his jaw drop when she came back out. Something more comfortable? He wondered. The robe was taught over her frame, accentuating the slender waist and heavy top on the blond. Her thighs were toned bronze flesh that almost glowed

He followed her to the table, his eyes slipping down to her cleavage when he saw the robe slip a bit as she spoke

He felt this conversation was very loaded

“Well I know that I am determined and ready to make sacrifices and work hard. I know my wife will make sacrifices to, but I cannot speak to how far she will go and how much she will give. Tom just needs to know that I am dedicated to the company, and hungry to prove myself in the position “ he told her in a voice that was confident and earnest.


“I can certainly have a conversation woth my wife to convince her of the validity and necessity of any sacrifices “ he said as he leaned down on the table and looked into her blue eyes


“And why isn’t Tom hear asking me these questions, or are you screening me?” He asked with a smile leaning back. Realizing this must be like an interview

“Go on and test me, let me show answer your questions to prove how far I’ll go”

 

[wickedpen]

Jem smiled as Lance gave her the standard hard working manly approach to her inquiries.

"Maybe I will have that drink" she said with a smile as she pondered this man. He was good looking and tall. She liked tall men. She pulled her bare feet up onto the chair and covered her legs with her robe as Lance brought her a glass of whiskey.

"A little early for the hard stuff" she said as her manicured fingers reached for the glass sliding over his as he handed it to her. She watched him, staring into his eyes as they dropped to her cleavage then returned. She brought the glass to her glossy pink lips and took a sip of the Scotch.

"Well Lance, the reason Tom is not here is because he is with your wife." she said point blank watching for his reaction like one spy studying another. "Tom likes to get to know people at events like this on casual terms. I saw Kate at the pool and sent her up to Tom's penthouse" she said seeing Lances pulse rise and color change just a shade. It did take Lance a split second to register that Kate was Sheila and...

"Does it concern you that they are alone in the penthouse above us?" Jen asked followed by another sip then she put the glass down. Without waiting for his answer she asked "would it bother Kate that you are here with me?" Her words were direct and obviously not referring to an interview. Her hand brushed her hair back from her eye then slid down her neck to her robe collar then down as you could almost feel her nails sliding down her cleavage.

"Are you a gambling man Lance?" Jen said starting a new approach. Again without waiting she continued. "Do you think Kate will give Tom what he wants?" Again she said this leaving not question that Tom wanted all of Kate, or Sheila as it may be. "The gamble I am speaking of is this. You see Tom and I have mutual interests. Our business relationship forbids us from satisfying each other so we have found alternative methods. You see, Tom is going to try to seduce Kate and if she satisfied Tom and you satisfy me, then you are that much closer to that position. If Kate refuses Tom or does not satisfy him the deal is off. If you refuse me and she satisfies him the deal is off. So Lance, what is it going to be?" Jen said as her eyes slid from Lance's face to the glass table where she could see the bulge in his khakis stretching the material. She smiled to herself and took another drink, finishing the whiskey in a single gulp.

"And just so you know Lance. All of the couples at this level of the company have satisfied this requirement." her words hung in the air. All of the men had satisfied her and their wives have satisfied Tom spun through Lance's head. Any images of Kate back home slaving away at the hospital were gone.

"And just one more thing." Jen continued as she slipped her feet back to the hotel carpet. "These retreats will require similar sacrifice." The word slid from her mouth obscenely as she subtly opened her legs under the table. The robe was covering her but the movement was not lost on Lance. "And yes the org chart does reflect who commands whom" she said.

She sat twirling her pen in her fingers and looking at Lance. "So what do you think? Oh and I don't know if you read the paperwork you submitted to come here but all of this is covered by the NDA you and Kate signed."

 

[shizzz]

He watched and listened, part of him was surprised by this, but thinking back to that first dinner and watching how everyone mingled so....closely, he wasn’t too surprised

He did feel a sudden pang if jealousy thinking about Sheila, but at the same time, she wasn’t his. Would she do something like this for him? She was always a trooper and he had no doubts that she had enjoyed him, but she had been flirting around last night. And she knew just how much of this week could change his career


Then he glanced down as her bronze legs parted, showing a length of delightfully toned thighs

He glanced up , smiling at the amount of cleavage that was on display, her fingers had tugged a the material earlier, but as she wriggled about, it had loosened more

“I’m not surprised, and I am all in” he said with a grin as he looked up to her, catching her eyes, she had seen him ogling her

“So then. What’s next?”

 

[wickedpen]

Jen watched Lance as he ran over the idea in his head. She neither smiled nor frowned and played it cool as her candidate pondered a life of hedonism and wealth for the small price of sharing his wife.
His quick answer and obvious willingness to proceed brought a grin to Jen's lips as she let her eyes roll up and down his body.
"Well I guess we will have to wait to see if Kate was as willing to enter this lifestyle as her husband" Jen said with a tone of judgement which sent a nervous thrill through Lance. "Do you want to get naked?" Jen asked as if asking if he would like a drink of water.
She picked up her glass and reached across the glass table for his as her robe nearly opened completely. Her large breasts hung heavy topped with hard brown nipples as she looked at him.
"Another drink?" pausing in place for his eyes to continue feasting her chest.

 

[shizzz]

Her question was almost too casual, but it became very evident the moment after she spoke, leaning forward her top parted as the heft of her breasts easily pushed the material aside. She had her hand around her glass and she was looking st him. But he was looking at two massive tits. Not quite as pretty as Sheila’s, but they were bigger

“Do I umm, yeah. Yeah i do” he said a she finally yanked his eyes up to hers

“I’d like another drink too” he said as he rose from his seat, as Jen got her glass and the two walked to the bar

He quickly peeled his shirt off, tossing it to his seat as he kicked his shoes off

“I imagine the rest of this interview is done without anything on?”
He asked with a smile as he reached his hands down, Undid his shorts, and let them fall to the floor

 

[wickedpen]

Jen was excited but knew to play it cool, having been a part of most promotions over the last three years. She glanced at Lance and his gorgeous cock hanging clearly ready to comply with her most demanding request. She returned to filling the glasses from the crystal decanter. She placed the handful of crystal back into the mouth of the bottle and took her glass before turning to face Lance now standing naked a few feet away. She smiled as she leaned down into the glass of scotch and her eyes could not help but feast on the throbbing shaft of flesh which seemed to be pulled towards her like a compass needle to magnetic north.

"Clearly there will be no vitamin V needed here" she said with a smile as she placed her glass on the bar.

"So, I have to ask" she said slowly as her hands unwrapped the sash of her robe. "Do you think Kate is as ready willing and able to show her desire for this new position?" Her eyes watched his as she let her robe slowly slide off her naked body. A little more rounded than Sheila and more pale without a hair to be seen. Her porcelan skin was nearly perfect around her body. A body you might say was evolved for pleasuring a man. Her wet lips contained her small pointed tongue sliding along her pearly white teeth. Her thick brown sand dollar nipples tight and tall from the combination of the air conditioning and readiness for Lance's hungry mouth and strong hands. Her abs were neither cut nor flabby as her hips flared running down her toned thighs which were joined but a smooth mound.

She stepped forward and put her hands around his neck and looked up into his eyes.

"Do you think Kate is sucking Tom's cock right now? Right above us? Do you think she is hot for him to cum in her mouth so you two can live this life?" she said in a sweet breathless voice. "Or" she turned her eyes away and dropped her hands turning back to the bar as he quickly took in her heart shaped ass and supple firm back side. She stepped and picked up her glass and took a sip then turned and offered it to Lance. "Or do you think she is disgusted and refused to let him suck on this big tits," her eyes dropping to her own, "or fuck her like the whore we imagined her to be?"

 

[shizzz]

He stepped up and took the drink, feeling a small spike of jealousy, and quite unsure what was going on, but that was beside the point

“Time will tell, but I’m very serious about moving up in the ranks of the company. And I am more than willing to work till I drop to meet the requirements” he told her as he took a long swallow of the drink. Then he walked around the table to stand beside her, his cock grazing a pale thigh

He let his hand reach down to rub the outside of her other thigh

“Just let me show you”