0 comments/ 53686 views/ 2 favorites Business Trip By: PamelaJoy When the boss told me I HAD to make this business trip, I dreaded it from the start. Until I noticed you when I checked into the hotel. Your suite is right next door to mine. I lay in bed last night wondering what you were doing on the other side of that connecting door. As I lay there thinking about how it would feel if it were your hand between my legs and not mine. Yours strong fingers working their way into my tight pussy. My pussy juices running down your fingers. I am sure I would have gasped your name as I came, but I didn't know it…. I decided right then I was going to find out… You come back to your room to find a note on the door. "hi.. my name is Pamela and I am staying next door… I have noticed that you are alone as I am.. would love for you to join me dinner .. my room 7pm.. don't bother to knock" First thing you notice when you walk in through the connecting door is that my room is just like yours. You hear the splashing and know where to find me. You find me relaxing in the Jacuzzi. I step out of the tub and come towards you. My nipples harden. From the cold? From the excitement? "hope you don't mind my forwardness." You just stand there looking at me. I step up to you and my nipples rub against your shirt. You show no resistance so I reaching up to slip my fingers through your hair pulling your mouth to mine. Brushing my soft lips against your mouth. My tongue slides over your lower lip. You gasp silently and I slide my tongue inside. You slide your arms around me. Pulling my naked wet body against you. Your hands slide down and cup my ass. Pulling me against you. I can feel your cock growing hard. I step back just a bit. Begin unbuttoning your shirt. Kissing my way down your neck, to your shoulders. As I peal your shirt off you I kiss every inch of newly exposed skin. My hot tongue sliding over your shoulders. My teeth gently biting you. Moving down your chest to your stomach. To the tops of your pants. I unfasten your pants and pull them off your hips. Your throbbing cock springs out at me. MMmmmmm sooo beautiful. I knew it would be. You're struggling with your shoes and I smile up at you. I pull a towel off the wall and place it on the floor, kneeling down on it. Sliding your pants down past your knees. You finally rid yourself of your shoes. And together pull your pants all the way off. You stand there in all your glory. Sooo perfect. So hard. Breathing ragged. Your cock bouncing up and down with your heart beat. Grasping it with my soft hand I lick from the base all the way to the tip on the underside of your cock. Your hands go to the back of my head. Making a fist in my long silky hair. Guiding my mouth to the head of your cock. Then pushing my mouth down on you. Mmmm baby sooo sweet. Pushing it all the way to the back of my throat. You press you cock in deep. Slips all the way into my throat. I swallow hard and the head of your cock is being squeezed and sucked deeper by my throat. I feel your cock swelling further, your breathing getting rougher I can taste your precum on my tongue. I pull my mouth off your cock. "Come into the tub with me." You step into the Jacuzzi and sit in front of one of the powerful jets. I step into the tub. Bending over in front of you. My round tight little ass right in front of you. Leaning forward you grab my hips and pull me back against your face. I feel your hot tongue slide against my pussy. Up between the swollen lips. I raise one leg and put my foot on the edge of the tub, opening myself up to you. Pressing my hot cunt up against your face. Moaning loudly. "oohhh gawd baby… that's soooo good." Your tongue slides up inside me. "ohhhhh yesssss… tongue fuck my pussy… so hot".. You slide your tongue over my sensitive asshole and I scream in pleasure. You stand up behind me, grabbing your cock and rubbing it up and down on my pussy lips. "ohhh yess baby.. give me your cock.. deep.." you place your cock head against my cunt and press slowly inside. So big, sooo slow. My pussy gripping your cock. Taking you deeper and deeper till your grinding your cock deep inside me. "oh gawd.. sooo full.. feels sooo good.. fuck me… make me cum.. ohhh gawd please make me cum." You slide your hand down to my ass cheeks and caress my asshole with your fingers. I reach down between my legs and press on my clit. You slowly pull your cock out all the way to the tip. And slowly slide it back inside. You pull your cock out to the tip again. Then speak for the first time. "Tell me what you want… you want my cock??" you move your cock around just on the inside of my tight cunt. "You want me to fuck you??" you slam your cock deep inside me then pull it back out to the tip. "You want my finger in your ass??" You press your finger against my tight asshole. "please fuck me.. oohhhh gawd please.. fuck me any way you want.. just please.. I need to cum so bad.. let me cum on your cock." You surprise and shock me by stepping out of the tub. You reach for my hand. I step out and follow you out of the bathroom. Over to the connecting door and into your room. You tell me to lie down on the bed. I hear your suitcase open and then close. You tie my hands to the headboard of the bed, just above my head. You begin to kiss my hard throbbing nipples. Sucking them, then biting softly. Your tongue flicking back and forth. I arch against you. Pressing my tits harder into your mouth. You slowly move down my body to my pussy. You can see the juices sparkle on my swollen lips. You pull my lips apart, my clit hard and throbbing. You blow softly on my clit and watch it twitch. Then flick it softly. My body jerks and I gasp loudly. "oh yes.. right there baby.. please lick me" You chuckle, an evil laugh. "we've only just started sweetheart. Sit back and relax" You slide your tongue down and deep into my pussy. I can feel it wiggling around inside me. Driving me to the brink. Your nose pressed against my throbbing clit. My body tensing, you suddenly pull your mouth away. "ohh no.. please.. aahhhh gawd.." You reach over to the table next to the bed, pull open the drawer and pull out a bottle of oil. The moment you open it I can smell it. Coconut oil. You flip open the top and squeeze the bottle. Pouring a generous amount onto my tits and down my stomach. You close the bottle and lay it next to me on the bed. You spread the oil all over my body, over my hard nipples, over my shaven cunt. Dipping your oil covered fingers into my tight pussy. You lay your body down on mine. Kissing me deeply sucking my tongue into your mouth. Your body sliding against mine. I spread my legs and your cock slips between the lips of my slippery pussy. Pressing your cock hard against my clit. I grind my pussy against you. Caressing your cock with my swollen pussy lips. You raise yourself a bit and placed the tip of your cock against the entrance to my pussy. Looking into my eyes you slowly slide your cock deep inside. Our slippery bodies sliding against each other. I raise my hips to meet your thrusts over and over again.. pressing my clit against you on each thrust. My body shaking, my pussy convulsing around your cock, milking, squeezing. "ohhh gawd baby I'm gonna cum …cum sooo hard, fuck me.." You lean forward and suck my nipple into your mouth. I explode. Screaming, bucking against you hard. You feel my cum surround your cock. "FUCK ME!!! OH YESSS CUMMMING… AAHHH GAWD!!! YESSSSS" … No sooner did I reach my peek when you pulled out of me and turned me onto my stomach. You slide a pillow under my hips that pushes my ass into the air. Your fingers slide into my wet sloppy pussy. Your other hand reaches for the oil and squeezes it onto my soft round ass. Spreading it around with your free hand. Your fingers slip between my ass cheeks, slides over my tight little hole. Your other fingers slipping in and out of my gripping cunt. You slide a finger into my ass and I begin to cum again. Feel my pussy squeeze and milk on your fingers. You place the head of your cock against my asshole and push slowly. Screaming in pain and ecstasy. Your cock goes deeper and deeper. My cum is dripping off your hand. My ass is soooo tight and hot. You slide your cock in all the way. Grinding up against me, moaning loudly. "oh gawd yes. So full, my pussy and my ass. Fuck me and cum for me. Cum for your hot little slut." Slowly, sooo slowly you pull your cock out and then slam it hard all the way in again. Your fingers deep inside me. Your hand pressing against my clit. Forcing myself back against you. Forcing your cock as deep as it will go. Screaming as I cum again. You begin to slam your cock in and pull it out faster. Grunting and moaning. "fuck that tight ass" I scream. My cum running down my thighs. Our bodies sliding together. So oily, the smell of coconut oil and sex in the air. The sound of your voice. "soooo fucking good… gonna cum deep in your hot little ass.. here it comes baby.. gonna cum.. AHHHH YEESSSSSSSSSSSSS"… Grunting and moaning. I feel your hot cum spread through my ass. and that takes me over the edge again. Cumming again, my asshole contracts around your cock. Squeezing it even tighter. Both of us screaming. Slamming our bodies together. Wrapping yours arms around me holding me hard against you, as your cock twitches and jumps, pumping more and more hot cum inside me. We both fall onto our sides on the bed. My hands still tied above me. Your hands softly caressing my stomach. I fall asleep with your cock still inside me. Waking up a bit later with my hands free and you kissing my hardening nipples. Business Trip You call me to tell me that you will be in town next week and I should make arrangements for a get together. I set up a hotel room, and leave a message on your pager. You arrive in town on schedule and quickly make you way to the hotel. I've paged your my room number, so you know where I'm at. You knock on the door, I open it, you are stunning, dressed in a business suit, your breast falling over the top of your jacket. You come in; I give you a glass of champagne. You set you briefcase on the table and open it. Your in a naughty mood tonight, you've brought your handcuffs with you. You remove your jacket, your wearing a leather bustier, which make your ample breasts push up and out making you look bigger which you don't need. I lay down on the bed; you attach a wrist cuff to each of my wrist and tie my wrist to the bed. You straddle my waist; grabbing my shirt you rip it open. I feel your wet cunt through my pants; obviously you are not wearing panties. You lean forward and suck on my nipples; taking each one into your mouth you gentle bite them. Slowly you work your mouth down my stomach, you unbutton my pants, removing them you discover I too do not have underwear on. Removing my pants, you put cuffs on my ankles, and tie them to the bed. Slowly you remove your skirt, proving to me that you were panty less, you also remove your bustier, revealing a nice set of tits. My cock springs to attention. Lying on top of my body, you bring your mouth to mine. You kiss me ramming your tongue deep into my mouth. I suck on your tongue. Removing a stocking you blindfold me. I am yours for the taking. You gently kiss my lips, running your tongue around them. Slowly you climb your way up, dragging your moist cunt along my body, you finally reach my face, I can smell your wetness, I stick out my tongue eagerly. You bring your cunt to my tongue; I ram it in deeply, tasting your sweetness. You rub your wet cunt over my face; my tongue tries to keep up with it. You spin around facing my cock, sitting up straight you bring your asshole to my tongue, I put my tongue into your hole. You lean forward, bringing you cunt to my tongue; I ram it in deeply, tasting your sweetness. You lean forward even more, my hard cock inches from your face, I can lick your clit now, which I do eagarly. You start humping, rubbing my tongue over your clit. You start to lick my cock, running your tongue up and down the shaft. My tongue darts from your clit to your pussy hole and back to your clit. Your clit is swollen from lust; you reach back and put a dildo in you pussy, pumping it in and out as I suck your swollen clit. You juices are flowing, running down your thighs. You pump your self with the dildo, faster and harder, my tongue flicks across your clit, the room is filled with the smell of your juices. Your hips start to shake uncontrollably. You climax with one last pump of the dildo, you fall forward. As your orgasm subsides, you take my cock into your mouth, sucking it in deeply. Slowly moving your mouth up and down my shaft, I try to control the tempo but the restraints hold me back, you tease me with your mouth. Slowly you slide your hips towards my cock, leaving a trail of pussy juice across my chest and stomach. You rub you pussy down my cock shaft, massaging it with your swollen pussy lips, the head going between your asscheeks. Your juices flow around my cock, preparing it for entry into your warm moist cunt. You pussy strokes my cock, like a velvet hand, my shaft rubs on your clit, making your temperature rise. Rocking your hips forward you guide my cock into your hole, slowly working your way down my shaft. I beg for you to go faster, but you take your time, enjoying every inch. Deeper and deeper it goes, your pussy swallows it up, grasping my swollen shaft like a moist mouth. You lean forward so my shaft rubs on your clit as you pump my cock. Your juices run down my shaft and over my balls. Faster and faster you pump me, your pleasure building again as your clit rides my shaft. Your pussy pulsates as you reach orgasm again, squeezing my cock like a vise. Juices squirting out with each thrust, running down my shaft and balls. You spin around and continue to pump my cock; you lean forward, pressing your breast against my chest. You bring your lips to my, tasting your juice which still covers my face. You reach back and withdraw my cock from your cunt; you guide it to your asshole. Slowly you press the head in, you work my cock into your asshole. You begin to rock on your knees, driving my cock deeper into you ass. My cock swells, your ass clamps down on it. I start to cum, pumping my sperm into your ass; you clamp down to hold it in there. You lean forward and kiss me deeply. You remove my blindfold, I see a pretty brunette who looks satisfied, and you undo my restraints and snuggle up next to me. I ask you when you will be back in town. Business Trip This is a true story which occurred about 5 years ago. I was working for a large retail chain which had approx. 800 stores coast to coast. I managed one of the highest volume, higher profited location. Well a conference was set up for the top 5% store managers to discuss the future, sales, plans, goals, advertising, merchandising, etc. The location chosen was about 7 hours away at a golf resort. Having recently separating from my wife, and now getting my life back in order, I was looking forward to the conference. Now you have to understand, I don't drink nor play cards or golf. I am not a pick-em up type of person. On the 3rd and last night of the conference, the group planned to go out drinking and bar hopping and then have an all night poker game. I told the group, see ya, wouldn't want to be ya..... actually, I said to have fun. They went their way and I went mine. I went to Dunkin-Donuts for a cup of coffee and to sit thinking of my kids I missed. As I said, I had recently separated but the marriage was over long before that. My ex and I had not had sex for almost 2 yrs, trying to stay together for the kids. While sipping on my coffee, a young woman came over and sat next to me. She was very pretty, tall, sandy blonde hair very long and straight (almost to her waist), built very nice, wearing shorts and a tight halter top. After a few moments, we began talking and I was starting to relax. When we finished our second cup, she asked if I'd join her at the Holiday Inn down the street. I was on cloud nine. We went to her room, she was already checked in. When we entered, there was a man in the room. I thought it was a set up and I was going to be mugged or killed. She introduced me to her husband, Dick. LuAnn then told me that they were both bi and once a month, they traveled about 50 miles from home to pick up a guy, or gal, or couple. Now I had had one bi experience before this but still was too nervous to admit it. We sat around and talked for a few minutes before they both stood up and stripped. When in Rome. LuAnn laid in the middle of the bed, Dick on her left, and I was on her right. She grabbed both our cocks, he reached over and took my hand and placed it on her pussy and they began to kiss each other. I was still hesitant, thinking something violent would happen----I relaxed after a moment when I felt how wet her pussy was and how hard both Dick and I were. I fingered her to a fast orgasm, which she screamed very loud. I knew I had to have some of that pussy then as she was soaked. I moved and placed my face between her legs and ate her like there was no tomorrow. She came 3 times. God she tasted wonderful. I then fucked her while Dick tongue fucked her ass, occasionally squeezing my balls. I began to cum----I shot the biggest wad I ever remembered deep in her pussy. Dick began to eat LuAnn, sucking my cum out of her pussy. She began to lick my cock and I began to suck off Dick. He shot his wad in my mouth. I swallowed as much as I could, some oozing out of my mouth, she now moved up to share his cock with me to clean up all his cum. After we caught our breath, Dick laid on his back, LuAnn guided my cock into his ass and I fucked him----it was cool to see his cock bounce around as I slid in and out of his ass. LuAnn was grinding her pussy against my ass while I fucked her husband, she nibbled on my ear and pinched my nipples the entire time. I had my second mind blowing orgasm deep in his bowels. I withdrew from his ass and she mounted her husband with her back towards her face. I got between their legs so I could lick her clit and lick his shaft as well as being able to get some of my cum leaking out of his ass. When he came, she pulled him out so I could get his cum in my mouth which I then shared with her. The time was over as they had to get back to their kids and let the baby sitter go. I went back to where my group was staying and their poker game was ending, most of them were drunk and broke but they all realized that I had a smile on my face. They wondered why I was so happy----and I was. I never did see them again, pity---I would go back in a heartbeat. Business Trip I had always been a good wife. Married a couple of years after university, my husband and I have made a good life for ourselves and our two kids, and now a third is on the way. His job as the manager of a local plant pays well and so does mine. My work seldom involves travel, but when it does I really enjoy it. It gives me an opportunity to get away from the family and to stretch my wings a bit. Don’t misunderstand: I love my family and wouldn’t trade my life for the world, but domestic life can get mundane for a girl who was once a bit of a wild thing. Three months ago I found myself having to travel to Chicago with a colleague of mine, Sarah. Of similar age, we have always enjoyed travelling together. In our younger days, we both thought we were pretty hot stuff, and so did the boys. We have both kept our figures and even in our mid-thirties we can still turn heads, although that is easy to do with primitive creatures like men: give them a glimpse of cleavage or show them some leg and bingo! I first met Sarah in university. In fact, my husband went out with Sarah before he met me. She sometimes teases me that my husband is her hand-me-down, but what Sarah doesn’t know is that I started sleeping with my husband before he broke up with her. In my mind, that makes her a cast-off … but maybe that’s a little catty. Sarah’s situation was much like mine – married with two kids – until about a year ago when she separated from her husband. This was our first trip together since then. Our company is a good one but the owner – an old Scot named Angus – can pinch pennies until they squeal. By sending two females to the Chicago convention, he could rationalize booking us into a single hotel room. It would be up to us if we wanted to chip in a few extra dollars to stay in a suite … and we did. We flipped a coin. I won and got the comfy bed in the separate room. Sarah lost and got the squeaky sofa bed in the sitting area. Our flight got in at 1:30 in the afternoon. We freshened up at our hotel, then went shopping. Returning to our suite, we had a few drinks and played around, trying on each other’s things in anticipation of our night out. Of course, we dolled ourselves up and when we were done, with a bit of make-up and the soft lighting we expected to find at the restaurant, we were sure we could pass for couple of 25 year olds. It was just a short walk to a popular local restaurant. We arrived to find that, despite having made a reservation, we were looking at a 40 minute wait. As we were being shown to the bar, we met Mike Strobel from one of our west coast competitors. Mike’s friend had just called to say that his wife and he would not be able to join Mike for dinner. Their flight was stuck in Des Moines, so Mike had been preparing to leave the restaurant. “Why not join us?” asked Sarah. “Sounds great,” replied Mike. It wasn’t long before Mike’s reservation was called. We were led to a booth. The table was round, with candles and a nice tablecloth. Mike sat in between us. He was a handsome man, about our age and obviously still in very good shape. We fell into conversation easily. We learned that he had just gone through a divorce and that he expected, sometime in the few months, to quit his job and just travel for a while. The instant she learned that Mike was divorced, I sensed that Sarah’s interest in Mike grew. I think it had been some time since she had been intimate with a man. It was fun, really, to watch her operate: the attentiveness, the eye contact, the casual touching, the coy looks and subtle closeness. Watching him react was also interesting. Men are so predictable. I swear they are easier to catch than fish in a barrel. Of course Mike was too much of a gentleman to concentrate exclusively on Sarah. From time to time he would turn his attention to me, and when he would do so I could see why Sarah was so attracted to the guy. He really did have an enchanting way about him. Why would any woman want to divorce a guy like this? Jealousy? When dinner was done, Mike asked Sarah if she would like to dance. She accepted with an almost ‘schoolgirl-ish’ glee. I felt embarrassed for her. They danced for a few songs, leaving me alone at the table. When they returned, Mike asked me to dance. Sensing that her interest in him was reciprocal, I had expected him to press me for information on Sarah, but instead his focus was exclusively on me. It felt good to treated like that: to have such a handsome man look into my eyes as if I was the only woman in the world who mattered to him. It was also a rare treat for me to dance, and Mike danced effortlessly, unlike my husband for whom it seemed to be an unnatural act. He held me gently in his arms, close enough that my breasts would brush lightly – erotically - across his crest. A real gentleman. Much too soon the dance ended. After a short rest, Mike returned to the dance floor with Sarah. This time they seemed to be gone a long time. Occasionally I caught glimpses of them on the now-crowded dance floor. They seemed to be dancing more closely this time. It made perfect sense, of course: he was divorced, she was separated, and they both had needs. Still, I wanted at least one more turn on the dance floor with Mike. I guess I was envious of Sarah. Maybe it was the schoolgirl in me, or maybe it was the bitch. When Mike and Sarah returned I noticed they were holding hands. My heart sank. Surely they would want to leave … so it took me by surprise when Mike asked if I would have one more dance with him. I looked at Sarah. “Go ahead,” she said with a wink, “I need to go to the lady’s room anyway to freshen up.” Diaphram time! It was only reasonable for Mike to be more interested in Sarah than in me, but I thought it might be fun for a married woman to tease him a little: maybe give Sarah a little competition. After all, I used to be at least as good at attracting men as Sarah and I still knew just what to do. It was nearly 10:30. The lights were dim. The dance floor was crowded. The music was soft and slow. Mike took me in his arms. This time he held me more closely. I could feel my breasts pressed up against his body. The feeling excited me. As our bodies swayed, I could feel that he too was excited: probably Sarah’s work. I could use that to my advantage. I felt like a little high school vixen again. “Look at me,” I said to him. “Keep your eyes locked on mine.” Then with my left hand I reached inside his jacket and let my fingers dance their way along his belt line, coming to rest on the small of his back. “I think you like that,” I said coyly, and I could see from his eyes that I now had his full attention. I then brought my right hand up to caress his cheek. Next, I ran it slowly down his neck and under his jacket to his chest. With the nail of my index finger I traced patterns around his nipple, stiff with the excitement of a woman’s touch. Then, looking deep into his eyes I whispered “Now do that to me.” Ever so slowly, in the dim light of the dance floor, he did. It was so erotic. It reminded me so much of high school. Swaying on the dance floor, surrounded by other couples, I let him discretely massage my breast and tease my nipple. Not counting that drunken beach party a few summers back, it had been years since anyone other than my husband had touched me like there. God it felt good. I decided I would push things a little farther. Growing damp with excitement, I let the hand, which was resting on the small of his back, drift down below his belt line. Then, to the beat of the music, I pulled his hips against me. The rhythmic pressure of my body rubbing against his prick caused it to stiffen noticeably. He quickly followed suit, bringing his hand to the small of my back and squeezing me against him, matching his rhythm to my own … and there we stood, grinding our loins into one another on the dance floor. It was wonderfully sexy. His passion aroused, he moved to kiss me. I offered him only my cheek. For a woman, kissing really signals a degree of intimacy that I did not yet feel for Mike. I was just having a bit of fun, really. I knew he would soon be fucking Sarah, and the bitch inside me wanted him to be thinking of me, not her, while he did it. When the song ended, I suggested we return to Sarah. I wondered how he had enjoyed his time dancing with me in comparison with the time he had spent with Sarah. I knew, however, that my little game was over After all, Sarah was the one who was available, not me. I took Mike’s hand and let him lead me back to the table. I held on to his hand until I was sure that Sarah had seen us. I excused myself to go freshen up. When I arrived back, Mike and Sarah were sitting closely together and holding hands. “We’re going back to our place for a nightcap,” Sarah informed me. “You’re coming too, aren’t you?” Mike asked. The situation was awkward. I didn’t want to get in the way, but I really had nowhere else to go. “Well, yes and no,” I said. “I’m coming back to the room, but I’m going right to bed. I’ve got an early meeting tomorrow.” I could see Sarah’s relief. As we walked back to our hotel, Sarah made a point of holding Mike’s hand. Then, in the elevator, Sarah and Mike stood side by side. Suddenly I saw Mike’s eyes go wide and then I noticed Sarah’s fingers dancing their way up the back of his thigh. Not very subtle I thought. When we entered the room, I kept my word and retreated down the hall to my bedroom. I did, however, leave the door ajar, and it wasn’t long before I heard Sarah moaning. This went on for quite a long time. I had no idea what Mike was doing to her, but it must have felt awfully good. Remembering my own time with Mike on the dance floor, I lay naked on the bed, legs spread, gently fingering myself. Sarah’s moans soon gave way to a rhythmic squeaking. It was the sound of a sofa bed undergoing a repetitive stress test. With it came the squishy sounds of sex. Mike was doing his duty and, judging from the way Sarah was panting and urging him on, he was doing it very well. I found that I was really excited by the sounds of sex, especially the urgent, guttural sounds made by Sarah as she approached climax. I imagined her legs wrapped around Mike, hips bucking madly, trying desperately to pull him inside her. I reached down with my left hand and began finger fucking myself in rhythm to Mike and Sarah. With my right hand I continued to stroke my now distended clit. I could not help but moan softly. When at last I heard Sarah come I squeezed my legs together and came too. To my embarrassment, I could not stifle a deep moan. I was sure they both heard me. After about 30 minutes of mumbled conversation, they went at it again. This time, if anything, they were even louder. For me, it was wonderful torture. I lay there listening to every sound, imagining what they were doing, eyes closed, fingers dancing over my own naked body, imagining what it would feel like if Mike were doing those things to me. When they came again, I came again too. After a while it went quiet in the other room. I figured that Sarah and Mike, exhausted from their sex play, had fallen asleep in each other’s arms … but I couldn’t get to sleep. It seemed like I lay there for a long time. I then became aware of the need to pee. I tried to ignore it, but it wouldn’t go away. I had no choice: I was going to have to tip-toe out of my room to go to the toilet. Throwing on my robe, I crept out of my room, down the hallway, past the darkened sitting area with its sofa bed, to the bathroom. In the dark, I started peeing. What a noise! I was sure I was going to wake them. As quietly as I could I made my way back down the hall to my bedroom, leaving the door ajar so that the sound of the latch wouldn’t wake anyone. Then I removed my robe and quietly climbed into bed. It was then that I felt someone beside me. I knew right away it was Mike. He was naked, I was naked, and we were facing one another. “I couldn’t get to sleep,” he said, adding “I kept thinking about the two of us on the dance floor … and about the sounds that Sarah and I heard coming from your room. I thought we might talk.” I felt him reach out with a hand and touch my hip. The feeling was electric. It would have to stop, of course. After all, I was a happily married mother of two … but the feeling was so heavenly. His fingers traced their way down the outside of my thigh. Maybe I could let this go on just a bit further. With my hand I reached for Mike’s chest. It was lightly covered in hair: I like a hairy chest in a man. I ran the nails of my fingers through his hair, gently raking his chest. I heard him gasp. I liked being able to make a man do that. I felt his fingers wander back up my outer thigh to my hip, then dance their way across the soft skin of my belly, lingering there, teasing me, before moving up under my arm to gently cup my bare breast. My nipples were taut and sensitive. He played with them in the same gentle way that he had done on the dance floor. God did he ever know how to please a woman. Without thinking about it, I slid my upper leg forward and rubbed it against his. Then I drew it back and up, leaving my thighs apart and inviting his touch. He responded by moving his hand down to my thigh. Then he stroked it up, almost to my cunt, and then back down. On and on it went, first one thigh and then the other, pleasing me, teasing me, and making me crazy for more. By now my cunt was wetter than it had ever been before, nor had I ever felt my clit as stiff as it was when he finally touched it, making my whole body quiver. The feeling was sinfully delicious. He hesitated, making me wait, making me ache, and then he touched me again. He kept teasing me that way. “Oh God it feels good” I said. My hips betrayed me by thrusting forward. My legs trembled. I parted them even more. For what seemed like an eternity he did nothing. Then I felt his middle and ring fingers slip into me and explore my liquid recesses. Next, he slowly withdrew his fingers and slid them back along the folds of my skin to my clit. After toying with it, he would slid his fingers back inside me - cupping me - pressing down on my clit with the palm of his hand while the tips of his fingers searched for the G-spot inside me. Why wasn’t my husband be this skillful? With him these days it was a dash of foreplay, just enough to get the juices going so that things moved smoothly, then a bit of missionary work, and then off to sleep. It wasn’t always that way. Until this moment, I had never been unfaithful to my husband but when I felt Mike’s magic fingers bringing me to the verge of an orgasm, I knew I was about to become a fallen woman. Overcome by wanton lust, I showered him with wet kisses. I reached for him and felt his hardness. It was a whale of a dick. I liked how it felt, skin smooth as velvet. Here I was, a mother of two, in a hotel room with another man’s cock in my hand. Then, for the first time in over a decade, I said to a man other than my husband “I want you to fuck me.” Then I added “But please don’t come inside me. I’m not protected.” “Trust me,” he said, rolling me over onto my side. Good, I thought: something other than missionary work. He raised one of my legs, rested it on his shoulder, then straddled the other with his legs. This was easily my favorite position. He brought the head of his cock to pussy lips and slid it back and forth to get it lubricated. Then I felt him slid its full length inside me, so deep that it seemed to force the air from my lungs. He rested inside me for a moment, then began his thrusting. I lay back to look at him, my arms above my head, my breasts floating about my chest with each thrust. He kept that up for a few moments. It felt heavenly, but when he sensed an orgasm building up inside me he backed off. He was, however, determined to keep me on the edge of heaven as long as he could. Sometimes he would slip just the tip of his cock into my cunt and then withdraw, making me crave a deep thrust. Sometimes he would tease my asshole with his fingers; always threatening but never quite entering. More often he would stroke my distended clit with his fingers while thrusting deep inside. This sent a tingling sensation racing through me, which grew and grew until my body was in the grip of a massive orgasm. I was so focused on my own passions that I didn’t realize that he had come too, inside me. What had we done? I was unprotected and his seed on its way to places where it shouldn’t have been … and I didn’t seem to care. We lay there for a while, kissing and cuddling. Mike really did know how to treat a woman, especially in that period of tender emotion right after intercourse. As wonderful as he had made me feel just moments before, it felt even better now as he lay beside me and touched me in that gentle, caring way of his, as if he were worshipping a long-lost goddess. I must have fallen asleep in his arms, which is where I awoke early the next morning. He had woken up just moments before and could not resist the temptation of a naked woman lying next to him. The early morning sun turned the room a golden hue. Not knowing what else to do, I lay on my back, stretched out, and let Mike toy with me. What a lover! One thing led to another and soon we were kissing passionately. His fingers danced over my body, making it come alive, making my nipples grow hard and my cunt grow wet, making my hips move and making me want him inside me again. He fingered me to orgasm. Then he fucked me. Just before he came, he asked if I should pull out. Overcome by passion, I pulled him deep within me and told him to come. And he was about to fuck me again when Sarah knocked on the door. Without waiting she poked he head in, catching me on my hands and knees with Mike’s cock in my mouth, trying to get him hard once again. She ignored Mike and in a very business-like way said that it was 10:00 o’clock and if we didn’t get going we’d be late for the convention. She was right, of course. Mike scurried out of my room, found his clothes in a pile beside Sarah’s sofa bed, and left. I haven’t seen him since. I hope he is doing well on his travels. Sarah and I hardly spoke the rest of the trip. She was upset that I had stolen Mike from her and I understood that. I hadn’t intended to do any such thing, but she needed to come to grips with the fact that it was Mike’s choice, not mine, to leave her bed and sneak into mine. Score one for me. What she didn’t realize was that almost the exact same thing had happened years ago when we were in university. A bunch of us had rented a ski lodge. While we were out one night, Sarah’s boyfriend asked me to dance. Things got a little heated. Later that night he sneaked into my bed. The only difference, really, was that I booted him out after we had done our thing, and Sarah was never the wiser. That man later became my husband, with whom I will soon be having a third child. Unfortunately, I just can’t be 100% sure who the father is. Business Trip Two weeks. Two whole weeks since he's touched me, since I've been held. Late night calls from far away have been a poor substitute. Lying in bed, hearing his voice, telling me he misses me while my pussy aches to have him back home. My eyes try to focus as I slowly wake up. I lie in bed and think for the 100th time how empty it feels. I roll over and inhale his scent, still barely lingering in his pillow. I think of how much I miss his quiet snore on my neck, the warmth of his body wrapped around me in the morning. The quiet minutes before he wakes up when I feel his arms around me, feeling safe and comfortable. Lazy mornings when I feel him asleep against me, his morning wood pressed against me from behind. I like to wriggle my ass against his middle and see how hard I can get his cock without waking him. It's a game we play, and although we never talk about it, I'm pretty sure he's awake well before he lets on. The game usually ends in his cock throbbing against me, then him sliding into me, waking us up in the nicest way. My eyes closed, I relive these wonderful mornings in my mind, and without even thinking about it, my hand trails over my nipples, feeling them crinkle in the cool morning air blowing through the open window. My hand trailing further down, my back arching, and my knees bent and spreading as my fingers lightly slip over the smooth lips of my pussy. I imagine him, his strong fingers, the way he knows exactly how to touch me. Somewhere in the haze of my excitement I remember, today is the day he comes home! Opening an eye I search for the clock...2 more hours, just enough time to clean up the apartment a little, shower and get down to the airport. I drag myself out of bed and start the coffee. As I watch the coffee drip so slowly my mind wanders again. I feel a giddy excitement in my tummy, knowing that soon I'll have him back. I climb into the shower feeling more energized as the caffeine kicks in, then carefully soap up and shave my legs and pussy. I know how much he likes the feel of my mound when it's freshly shaved. He can do a more thorough job on shaving me, I think as I sit on the edge of the tub. Rinsing the soap from my pussy, I feel my fingers slip over the lips and imagine his fingers, his tongue. What to wear? I pick out a little sundress I know he likes. It has a low neckline showing some cleavage, and yet it's still mostly conservative. The lacy bra underneath matches the panties, and is thin enough that my nipples still jut out in an almost obscene way. The dress flares over my hips and comes down just above my knees. The soft cotton feels so good against my skin, and after putting my long hair up and applying a little makeup, I take a final look in the mirror. He's going to like this, I think. Hmmm....but something isn't quite right. In a last minute inspiration, I peel off my panties. Smirking at myself in the mirror, I imagine how surprised he'll be when he finds out for himself how naked I am under this dress. Still (mostly) on time, I grab the flight info and head out the door. The cool breeze floats up under my dress, brushing against my smooth pussy. God, I'm already getting wet, knowing I'll be seeing him within an hour from now. I get to the baggage claim area, with time to spare. Several men have taken second glances at me as I pass by, if they only knew how nearly naked and horny I am. I look around, looking for his handsome face in the crowd. I feel strong arms wrap around from behind me, and a low whispering voice in my ear, "Hey there pretty lady, are you here alone? Because if so, I'd like to fuck you right here." "OK, but we need to be quick," I reply, giggling, "My boyfriend will be here any minute." I hear him chuckle, and I spin around. God he's so sexy, "I've missed you so much!" I jump into his arms and he kisses me firmly, my lips parting with all the passion and frustration I've built up in the last two weeks. We break, both of us breathing heavily, and I feel so at home back in his arms. He kisses down my neck and softly chides me, "Unless you're planning on spreading on the baggage conveyor belt, you better settle down a little." He grins at my exuberance, and I know that he's missed me too. We wait an eternity for the baggage to spill out onto the spinning display, and I'm content for now to just stand close, wrapped around him. We get his bag, and head toward the parking garage. "Just a minute honey, I need to call the office and make sure everything is under control." We look for a payphone and find a row of phone booths near the exit. The booths are old-fashioned looking, with doors that slide closed. Holding my hand, we head toward the booth on the end, and he pulls me inside, sliding the door closed. The booths have glass in the upper half, and advertisements on the lower half so no one can see us from the chest down. He starts to reach for the phone and I can't help myself. I reach up and wrap my arms around his neck, needing to be kissed. We kiss for a few minutes, and I've nearly forgotten we're in public. Looking up at him with wide eyes and a big smile, I ask, "Did you bring me a present?" This is another game we play when he returns from business trips. "You know I did, baby." And he proves it to me, pulling me close and pressing his hard cock into my hip. "Ooooh! What is it?" This is all part of the game, and he laughs. "Goodness, whatever it is, it feels so hard!" I begin to reach down toward his crotch, and he catches my wrist. "That's a present for later, baby." He smiles, knowing how excited I must be to want to molest him in public. I pout, and he reaches for the phone. I wrap my arms around him, smelling his manly smell through his soft pullover shirt. I press my ear to his chest and hear his voice rumble as he talks to his secretary. "What? They're in the conference room now? I told them not to schedule that until next week! OK, can't anything be done the way I asked? God, alright, get Bob on the phone." He looks down at me, apologizing with his eyes and whispering, "Just a second honey, I need to sort this out right now." I pull closer to him, feeling my nipples hard and pushed against him. I grind my hip into his crotch, pressing against his hardness. He's all business on the phone though. We'll see about that, I think. I'm half listening to the heated discussion on the phone as my hands slide down over his hips. Skillfully I undo his belt, I know he's barely even paying attention. I look out over the glass and see people bustling by, and feel so naughty knowing no one can see our lower halves. Carefully, I slide down his zipper and snake my hand into his pants over his boxers. As my hand brushes against his cock, I hear him quietly gasp, but he doesn't miss a beat in the conversation. "Bob, you really screwed the pooch on this one. Am I the only one who can do anything right? OK, fine, you go get the file, I'll wait." I can tell he's annoyed at whatever this situation is, and the last thing I want to do is get him more upset. I press my hand over his cock, feeling the wet spot of pre-cum on his shorts. I look up into his eyes, asking wordlessly for permission to continue. He slowly nods, and I recognize the lust in his eyes. Taking another look outside the windows I'm amazed that no one even sees us, they're all walking hurriedly to make their flight or get out of the airport. My pussy begins to throb and get even more slippery, knowing his cock is so hard and in my hand. I look in his eyes, and lick my lips. He closes his eyes, resigning himself to the feeling of my hands as they start to slide his boxers down, pulling them up and over his tent. Taking a final look around, I kneel down in front of him and look up. His eyes widen, and he's about to say something to me about how we shouldn't, when suddenly Bob gets back to the phone, and the conversation continues. "Bob, I've only been out of town for 2 weeks, how could this happen?" From below the conversation, I lightly grasp his cock in my hands, feeling it throbbing and hot. I look closely at it as I have hundreds of times before, and think to myself yet again, this is the most perfectly shaped cock I've ever seen. Pre-cum is forming at the tip, and I lean forward and kiss the head. I've stopped listening to the conversation, but it continues over my head. With a slow and teasing pace, I carefully slide his cock into my warm mouth, tasting the salty, sweet pre-cum at the tip. Concentrating pressure with my tongue along the front of the shaft, I slide it very slowly in and out of my mouth. It's slippery against my lips with the saliva from my mouth, and I feel him getting even harder. Still talking, although his breathing is more ragged, I feel him reach down and lightly put a hand on my head, very gently directing me. I pull his cock into my mouth, completely absorbed in the sensation of him filling my mouth and concentrating on making him feel good. This is a cock I know so well, and I know exactly how to touch him to take him to the edge without cumming. Sliding his cock from my mouth, I lick the tip over and over. His cock is hard, but he isn't close, I think as I caress his balls in my other hand. God how I love the taste of him, how clean and manly he smells. I pull his cock into my mouth, deep into my mouth, my nose buried in his trimmed pubes, loving the smell of him. I continue touching, caressing, licking, sucking....and then out of the corner of my consciousness I realize he's stopped talking. Apparently the conversation is over and he's just holding the phone, so any passer by would just see him as a man on hold. His hand on my head feels more urgent, as he pulls my mouth onto his cock. His breathing gets faster. My pussy is aching and dripping with desire. I can feel him getting closer. He stops me by moving his hand to my elbow, pulling me up. He looks around as I stand and he holds the phone out to me. "Here," he says smiling wickedly, "Its for you." I look at him confused, and slowly take the phone from his hand. What the hell, I think, and I turn around toward the phone, putting the receiver to my ear. "Hello?" From the other end I hear in reply, "Please deposit 35 cents to make another phone call. Please deposit 35 cents to make another phone call." His naughty plan dawns on my as I feel his hands go to my hips from behind. I hold the phone to my ear, people rushing by from outside can only see a woman on the phone. I feel his hands slide over my hips, down over my ass, and my pussy begins to tingle. Concentrating hard on not dropping the phone, I close my eyes, enjoying the sensation. He slides his hands in front of me, barely brushing over my nipples. I feel his hands move down over my dress, and feel the palm of his hand press lightly over my freshly shaved mound. My clit is throbbing, and I start to grind my hips to push harder against his hand. With one hand he holds my hip still as he traces his hand further down, up under my dress. Sliding his hand up the front of my thigh he gets up to the side of my pussy, looking for my panties. When all he feels are the smooth lips of my pussy, I hear him moan quietly. He leans forward, his lips in my hair next to my ear, "Naughty girl, no panties, what am I going to do with you?" His fingers slide along the length of my pussy, feeling how slippery it already is. "God you're so wet...your pussy feels so good." He pulls his fingers from my crotch and brings them to his lips, tasting my juices. His hand dips back down under my dress, his caresses slow and teasing. My eyes still closed, I use every ounce of my energy to stand still and not cry out, begging him to touch me more. The world outside this booth has ceased to exist, and all that matters now is his touch, his breath against my neck, his hand on my hip, his cock inches behind me occasionally brushing against my ass. His fingers delve between my lips, not touching my throbbing clit. He's teasing me. I guess fair is fair. "Did you miss me?" he asks, though of course he knows the answer. "Yes," I whisper, between ragged breaths. "Did you miss this?" I feel him easily slide his long strong finger inside me. Oh god, he knows my pussy so well. "Yes, God yesssss." I start to put the phone down, wanting to turn toward him. "Don't you dare hang up the phone, we're still in public and people are all around us. You started this with all your teasing, and now it's my turn to have fun." I feel his knee pushing between mine, gently spreading my legs apart. He slides another finger inside me, my pussy so wet it goes in easily. Bending over slightly I feel him breathing against my neck as he curls his fingers, pushing against the spot inside me, the one he knows makes me crazy. "Oh god oh god oh god," I whisper incoherently. I feel my knees weaken, the feeling of his fingers fucking me, touching my very core. "Shhhhhh baby, I've got you." He holds me tightly around my middle, holding me up a little, as he continues to finger fuck me with the other hand. He's barely even started touching me and I can feel I'm already close, as he begins to press his palm against my throbbing clit. He whispers into my ear, "I've missed this pussy so much. I've thought about fucking you over and over while I was away. When I saw you in this dress you made me so hard God you're so hot." He knows that sexy talk gets me even more excited. With two fingers inside me, he pulls his thumb up to my clit and begins to move it in circles around and around. He knows I'm close, he's moving his thumb so slowly I just teeter on the edge of cumming. My juices pour onto his fingers, as he slowly slides them in and out. "You want to cum, baby?" He asks me rhetorically. "I feel your pussy twitching inside, pulling my fingers deep." He continues at a slow pace, deeper and deeper, filling my pussy and making me want more. After an eternity of touching, he finally whispers, "Ok baby, I want you to cum on my hand." His thumb moves directly over my clit, his fingers slide in as deep as they can as my orgasm washes over me. The feelings are so intense I don't even notice as he slides his fingers from my dripping pussy. Still holding the phone, I try to catch my breath, and from behind me I feel him flip my dress up over my ass and pull me hard against him. He bends his knees behind me lining his cock up to the entrance of my pussy. I feel his hand in front of me, his fingers splaying my lips apart and around his cock. "Tell me what you want, baby." "Fuck me, I want you to fuck me." "Fuck you how, baby?" He loves to tease me. Loves to hear me beg. Aching with want, my pussy feels so empty and needs to be filled. The words spill out of my mouth, "Fuck me, fuck my pussy, fuck me hard, make me cum on your cock, please, please fuck me!" And with that, he slams his cock inside me in one fluid motion. His cock is so hard, throbbing inside me, and I can feel him pressed deep against my cervix. After a minute of both of us getting used to the wonderful sensation, he slowly starts to fuck me. Holding my hips and directing my pussy onto his cock, he slides in and out of me. My pussy still twitching from my huge orgasm before, I can feel his cock pressing against the spot inside me in a way his fingers couldn't quite reach. I can tell he's so hard and close that it won't be long. His cock slams in and out as my hips press back, grinding against him. His pace quickens, and he begins to take shorter, deeper strokes. His hand moves from my hip to under my dress in front of me again. I can feel my juices dripping down between my thighs. His hand in front of me slides between my legs. His cock continues to slide in and out of me as his talented fingers move to my clit. He again begins fingering in circles around my clit, getting me closer and closer. I don't think I'd ever felt his cock so hard inside me, filling me to the hilt. I feel myself nearing another huge orgasm, and still his fingers move slowly over my clit. He knows exactly how to control my pussy, how to make me feel good, how to make me cum exactly when he wants. After minutes that feel like hours, I hear him whisper in my ear, "I'm so close, baby. Your pussy is squeezing my cock so tightly. I want you to cum, cum on my cock deep inside you, cum when I explode inside you." His fingers move more quickly, in a way he knows will take me right to the edge. My pussy begins to twitch inside, and I feel his cock jerk as he erupts inside me. This pushes me over the edge as my orgasm overtakes me. The feeling washes over me as I feel his cock jerk deep inside me. We stand there, him holding me close, and us catching our breaths, and soon I feel his softened cock slip out of my dripping pussy. I hang up the phone and turn to him as he pulled his shorts up and gets himself re-arranged. I help him with his belt, and look up at him and smile. He smiles back at me, and no words needed to be spoken. I realize then that it wasn't only his cock I miss, but also the way he knows me, inside and out. It's the way he indulges me, and knows what I want even before even I do. We hug for several long minutes until our breathing normalizes, and I reach into my purse to pull out a tissue to tidy myself up. He picks up his bag with one hand and takes my hand in his, as I slide the door to the booth open. On the other side of the corridor is a group of Japanese businessmen, looking at us and smiling. One even takes our picture as we turn toward the exit. "God, do you think they saw us? What we were doing?" I ask quietly, a blush creeping over my face. "Who cares?" he replies, then adds, "Maybe I should go see if they got a picture of us in the act. What a hot picture to take with me on my next business trip!" Business Trip My name is Cindy and I'm a married woman with two children ages 13 and 11. I've held a position as a regional manager of a nationwide house wares company for a little over five years. My husband owns a small home business which affords him the opportunity to supervise our kids when I'm busy at work or on travel. I'm 42 years of age though I tell all at work I'm 38; a girl has to keep them guessing. I've managed to keep my figure intact and avoid the middle spread that so many women allow. As of this morning I'm 5'4", 123 lb, and wear a 34C bra and size 8 (many time size 6!) dress. My hair is what guys' call a dirty blond and I keep it cut a little less than shoulder length framing a face though far from ravishing, many tell me is cute; button nose, freckles and all. The company is divided into seven regions and I manage one of them. The other six managers are male and we all are between 37 and 47. Nick, the oldest, is our group lead and it is common knowledge that he's being groomed to take over the VP's spot as soon as the VP moves on which should be in the next couple years or less. That makes Nick to all intents and purposes our leader, a position which he handles very well. The only real competition in our group of managers is some of us to try to line up to take his slot which is a long way off. As I said Nick is the oldest, our leader, and the Alpha male of the group; quite the handsome "Italian Stallion", though a modest one. Stevie is the youngest, 37 and very fit and quite good looking. All of the guys are married and are reasonably attractive, no fatties, baldies, etc. It's a nice bunch of guys to be seen with. Per company policy the seven of us get together for a week every quarter in rotating regions. The week is a mixture of marketing and sales presentations, new hire interviews, and various company businesses. Though the days are full of work related issues, the evenings are supposed to be bonding and enjoyment. The local regional manger sets up the work and fun related schedule and stays with us usually in a very nice private conference hotel setting. Though I'm the only female the boys, as I like to call them, treat me almost as one of them. That includes all the dirty jokes, comments, stories, etc. Sometimes it's embarrassing and I blush but secretly I love it. The lone exception is one of the evenings when the boys go off to the local strip/nudie bar. They always are polite and ask me but I thank them and tell them I don't want to put the girls to shame. This last meeting was in Nick's territory and he found a very nice location. The rooms were all off a private hallway with a master suite that had a huge dinning/living room. The dinning table seated a dozen people and doubled as a conference table and the living room had comfortable seating for even more. The living room was equipped with a stocked bar and opened onto a deck with a large sunken Jacuzzi, very swank set up. Monday we flew into town and went over some business in the afternoon then all went together for dinner. After dinner and lots of bawdy jokes, most aimed to see if they could make me blush, the day was done. Tuesday was another matter, after some general business in the morning we sat in on some interviews for the new #2 person in Nick's area. The last interviewee was a young lady in her early 30's, quite attractive, dressed I thought improperly for a job interview. Her skirt was too short and she showed way too much cleavage. The boys thought I was jealous but I pointed out that showing her thighs as she crossed and uncrossed her legs kept them from paying any attention to her answers. And as for her cleavage, I stated that I possessed more than she did. Of course the boys wanted me to prove it and after much cajoling, I somewhat relented. I wanted to go back to my room to change my bra into something less sheer but they whined to such a degree that I agreed to unbutton as much as the younger girl. I then opened two additional buttons, reveling more that I normally would. The guy thought that was very promising but the I needed to go a bit further to let them see as much as the young hussy was showing. After Nick fixed me a nice Absolute Cosmo I felt more like playing their game and unbuttoned two more. Now my blouse was pretty much open and once I folded it back I knew the boys could see my nipples revealed though my bra. I have to admit that the six of us sitting around the living room area with my breasts to some extent exposed was exciting me. It was very apparent by my erect nipples the reaction I was feeling. Another Cosmo and they boys talked me into opening my blouse completely, my full 34C breasts visible through my low cut sheer bra. At this point they had to admit that though not as young I had a better "rack", their word. Of course they wanted me to remove my bra but I told them they'd have to take my word that I still had almost no sag. The next subject of discussion of the young girl was her pouty full lips. Since I am thin lipped I felt that hers were injection inflated. The boys then got into a discussion of which looks better wrapped around their penises, thin or full lips. When asked my opinion I told them that so far I had never received any complaints with my thin lips. Of course this triggered questions about my oral history/experiences/and favorites. I replied that I'd answer any and all questions but they would all have to do the same for me. They all agreed, some more readily than others, and they started with another round of drinks. By this time I had closed my blouse but not buttoned it, leaving them enough to keep glancing at. Since we had been talking about oral sex the first question to me was do I suck cock. I answer in the affirmative and then asked them if they all licked pussy. They too answered yes as I knew they would. Next I was asked the next question which is always asked; spit or swallow. I answered that of course I swallowed, always have. Since the question would not pertain to them I let theirs slide. They wanted to know how many pricks I had sucked and I think I shocked them when I answered that they needed to be more precise with their question; did they mean how times total, how many different men, how many different men had I sucked or had ejaculated in my mouth, etc. Nick clarified it by asking how many different men had cum in my mouth. I thought for a bit and answered that would have to think about it for an exact number but certainly over 20. Next we all had to answer when and who was the last person we had orally pleased. My answer was my husband the Sunday morning before I left and all the boys said pretty much the same, within a few days. With this question we all started to get more personal, thing like position used, did the partner achieve orgasm, etc. I admitted to getting between Chuck's (hubby) legs and taking him into my mouth as I looked up into his eyes until he ejaculated. The guys admitted to pretty much the same, them between their spouse's legs, though their success rate varied. The one surprise was Terry and his wife. Terry is the least sexist looking guy in the group; both he and his wife were chubby but not fat, baby faced with very quiet demeanors. He told us that his wife liked getting on her knees, face and shoulders down on the bed, and having Terry lick her from her clit to her ass. He admitted under more questioning that he tongue probed both holes and made oral love to her twat and ass often. This got us into that subject with varying degrees of participation. Nick, Stevie, and some of the other guys admitted to tonguing their wife's butts and Terry said his wife did his. At this point I was forced to divulge that Sunday morning, prior to sucking Chuck off, I had tongued his asshole. This really got everyone going with the formal question and answering abandoned for more free flowing confessions, down and dirty. Again, much to our surprise Terry admitted that he and his wife frequented nude beaches and they often went on their vacations to nude resorts in the Caribbean. When pressed he admitted that it turned him on to have strange men see his wife naked. Of course the public nudity question got to me and I also confessed that Chuck loved to observe other men looking at me and yes, I loved it too. As this very personal conversation was taking place we were all sitting on sofas and easy chairs in the living area. My blouse had remained unbuttoned and had shifted open leaving my breasts uncovered except for the low-cut sheer bra. It was obvious by the bulges in the boys pants that they too were turned on. Nick, who was facing toward me on the opposite end of the same sofa, made no attempt to conceal his erection and whenever I looked toward him he adjusted his dick, for my benefit as well as his own. Once the public nudity subject had been opened the guys got on me, wondering why I wouldn't show them all. My answer was we enjoyed the thrill in showing off to complete strangers. This led us all into using the Jacuzzi which was certainly big enough. Knowing no one was contemplating bathing suits I agreed to join but in my undies. I used the rest room and when I came out four of the guys where in the hot tub, their clothes, shorts and all, stacked on the table. They dared me to join them totally nude, promising to be gentlemen, yeah, sure. As they watched me, I removed my blouse and skirt and added them to the pile on the table. Then I did a slow stroll over to the sunken hot tub, knowing the reaction I was causing. As I stood looking down at their up-turned faces, I slowly reached behind me and unsnapped my bra, letting it fall to the floor. The room was very quiet as I hooked my thumbs to each side of my panties and very slowly move them down over my hips until they slid gently to the floor. I stood there for a full minute letting them get an eye full. There were murmurs of appreciation as they took in my body. My breasts are a full C cup, with minimal sag and my pubic hair is trimmed off my pussy lips to just a small bush above. It was so electrifying to be revealing myself to the boys in that way, as long as I knew them, now they knew me. I stepped into the bottom of the Jacuzzi but before I could sit Stevie came out of a bathroom and walked over to the edge of the tub. He was buck naked and as hard as any guy could possibly be. I had never realized what a solid firm body he had; with the exception of his head he was entirely hairless. He had the 6-pack abs, and muscular well defined chest and arms, and his cock was beautiful. It was not overly large but was in perfect proportion to the rest of him, and was solid as the rest of him and pointed straight up to his naval from his hairless crotch. Slowly I moved over to him and placing both my hands on his hips. I leaned toward him and using the tip of my tongue I licked a drop of precum off the head of his dick. I heard the boys gasp as I then proceeded to plant little kisses and licks all over his cock and balls. As the guys murmured in amazement and encouragement I ran my tongue all over his firm cock. Then with my hand still on his hips and his hands on my shoulders to steady each other, I slowly took his rigid meat bit by bit into my mouth, moving my head up and down, each time down a little further, stroking his beautiful cock with my lips. Soon I was able to take his complete cock into my mouth and throat where I held it for a full minute before coming up for air. As I held him in my mouth the boys exclaimed over what I was doing,: "that's the way to go, Cindy", "beautiful cocksucking", "man, Cindy, you are a great cocksucker", "Cindy, you so hot with a cock buried in your face", etc. I then went ahead and moving my head up and down while sucking on his handsome cock, I masturbated him with my mouth. After a couple minutes Stevie took his hands off my shoulders and grabbed each side of my head and began to push his cock in and out of my mouth. Then with the head of his cock jammed in my throat he unloaded his cum straight into my belly as I swallowed as much as he had to give. The guys were going crazy as they could see my throat gulping down all he had to give all the while I kept sucking for more. Stevie relaxed his hold on my head but I kept nursing on his prick as it slowly softened and diminished in my mouth. The boys where totally turned on by my whorish display. As I serviced Stevie they kept making comments on how an eager and accomplished cocksucker I was. I let myself fall back into the hot tub on Carl's lap as Stevie slid down to sit also. Then I said "thirty-two". They look puzzled until I explained that earlier they had asked how many guy's had cum in my mouth. I'd thought about it and the answer was thirty-one, now thirty two. I slowly looked around, looking into the eyes of each guy one at a time. I then spoke, asking the question "does this stay in this room?" They answered a definite yes and Nick slowly looked around and guaranteed it. With that I reached under me and grasped Carl's cock that was poking into my bottom. I told him to sit on the edge of the tub and arranged myself kneeling on the seat, between his legs. Without speaking another word I bent forward and kissed the head of his cock before I slowly took him all the way into my mouth. I then started to stroke his cock with my mouth, in and out, sucking as I went. I used one of my hands to grasp his meat by the base and jerked his cock in time to my lips moving up and down on him. Within a couple minutes he began to tremble and pushing upward he sprayed his slime in my mouth. This time I held it for a few seconds and slowly gulped it, making sure the boys knew I was drinking their co-workers sperm. After a short break I moved on the next guy, Charlie, repeating my oral performance, draining him of his cum. Andy was the third guy, next around the hot tub but he thought my knees needed a rest. He asked me to sit down in the water and lay back until my head was resting on the edge. After he gave me a towel to fashion as a head rest he moved up over me, straddling my head. He bent his knees, and supporting himself on the side, he lowered his firm cock down and into my waiting mouth. Then as I sucked he proceeded to fuck my mouth. He started gentle enough, moving his smooth meat in and out of my mouth and as he built up speed I placed a hand at the base of his cock. This let him push it harder and harder into my face until he stiffened and pumped a large cum load into my stomach. I swallowed all he had to give and did not release his dick until he pulled away. The guys's were into a super state of frenzy, not only were they amazed at what they were witnessing, but I was amazed on the show I was providing them. This left the last two; Terry & Nick. As I mentioned before Terry was the least in shape of any of them, not fat but plump as well as normally quite shy. As he stood up I realized that he was plump all over including a thick, fat cock; maybe 7" long but darn near as wide as a soda can. The boys were quite impressed as was I and we all agreed to Nicks suggestion that something that big belonged in my pussy. I was lifted out of the hot tub and over to a sort of nest of bedding & pillow they had fashioned in the middle of the living room. I was laid back and my legs spread to get me ready for Terry's invasion. It was just so nasty to be laying spread, in full view of the men I had been working with for the past five years. I looked from guy to guy; catching the eye of each guy in turn as I lay spread open. Nick thought that I could use some oral lubing to get me as open as possible & he quickly went to his knees between my thighs. Without anymore preliminaries he attached his tongue and lips to my open twat. He licked, lapped, and sucking with great fervor, bringing me to a sharp orgasm getting my hole to open completely. He moved out of the way and was replaced by Terry who wasted no time and plunged his thick cock deep into my cunt. My legs were spread as wide as possible and in the air, giving him entire access to my snatch. The boys were impressed that I could take that massive cock in one stroke and I told them between my groans and moans that I'd had plenty of practice over the years. As Terry pounded into me I let them all know that my cunt could open up enough to take any cock that I'd ever seen, including ones I'd seen on porno films. Terry may have been quiet and shy but we all got to witness the skills he had learned with the sex games he and his wife had experienced. In short I received a world class fucking; being brought to climax a number of times before Terry pumped his cum deep inside me. He kept pumping after he unloaded; still erect enough to stay in me, until I told him enough. After Terry got off me Nick came back to kneel between my legs. He had been the only one not to cum in me someplace and now politely asked me what I preferred; always a gentleman. I didn't say anything but turned over on my knees. With my ass in the air and my head and shoulders down I looked back as his shocked face and told him that if he could find some lube my asshole was his for the taking. Some lotion was quickly found and liberally applied with fingers up my butt. Again, as the guys looked on I looked each one in the eyes before tell Nick to "go ahead, stick your cock up my ass". He did and within just a few strokes I had yet another orgasm and Nick forced my ass full of his jizz. There it was; I laid there trying to recover while I wondered how work would be from now on. Could I still function as an area manager having let my co-works gangbang me, because that was what had happened. I had allowed myself to be gangbanged like the most common whore. If anyone would like to hear about the rest of the week with the boys, please drop me a note. All comments are appreciated & I'll reply if requested. Post comments or e-mail as you wish. Business Trip My company had just informed me that they were sending me on a business trip to the Caymans. I was so upset, NOT. They did say I was allowed to take my wife. This would work great we needed to get away for a break. Her firm had been working her pretty hard. I was so excited about the trip I called Karyn to let her know. Of coarse I had to leave a message on her phone. When I got home that night she had already gotten there. We kissed as I walked in, but I could sense something was wrong. She told me that she would not be able to go with me on the trip. Her firm just picked up a new client and she was assigned the job. She could see the disappointment in my eyes. But she said she had an idea. She asked me if it would be ok for me someone else? This shocked me, then she explained. She wanted me to take a friend of ours, (her best friend) Jill. This really shocked me! She told me that Jill really needed a vacation and could never afford a trip like that. I told her I could work it out, and I could set her up with adjoining rooms. I asked her if she was sure about this, giving me a strong wet kiss she said "very sure" with a smile! What she did not know was that Jill and I were having an affair for the past 6 months. She called Jill and told her of the trip, to see if she could take the time. I was a bit worried as to how Jill would handle the news. Since Karyn was laughing and giggling, I guess she was handling it very well. I decided to go to the other room while they talked. When Karyn got off the phone she joined me in the den, fixed a drink, and sat down next to me. She told me that Jill was very happy to get a chance to go to the Caymans, and wanted to thank us both for the chance. I had you hold back a laugh. She said she would take care of everything, and set up the extra room. I was amazed, but she was always good at setting up things. The day came for the trip, Jill showed up at our place and Karyn dropped us off at the airport. Kissed me goodbye, and gave Jill a large hug and whispered in her ear. I did not think much of it they have always been close. We made our way to the plane with just small talk. As we boarded the plane Jill brushed up against me and I could feel the tingle she always gives me. We got to our seats, and the plane left. While flying I told her we will need to play it cool at times, but we will have a great time. She said it surprised her that Karyn called and asked her to go. I said I was also. We landed in the islands, got to the hotel and went to check in. There we hit a snag; they had no reservation for Jill's room. And all rooms were taken. You looked a bit worried, then said well I guess I am staying with you in your room. The desk clerk did not say anything. We went to the room and found it to be great. The room had a large common room with small kitchenette, and two separate bedrooms and baths. We each took a room and tossed our bags on the beds. I told you I had a dinner meeting later in that evening and you were invited to join me, we had some time to rest and clean up. You said that it would be best if we took separate bedrooms being this was a business trip and that I may have associates over. I agreed. I fixed us a drink and opened the shades. We could see the pool from our window; there were not many people out at this time. It was just too warm out. As we finished our drinks, we could feel the long flight and jet lag set in. We fix another drink then go to our rooms to unpack and take a shower. I had finished unpacking and gathered my things for the shower, turned the water on and it began to steam the room even with the fan on. I stepped in and just let the water run down my body, getting lost in the hot wet relaxing feeling. I lost track of time while I was in there it seemed like hours. I grabbed the soap and went to work. As I did I had thoughts of Jill in the other room, in her shower. Her hands running over her body, soaping up her private parts. Then I realized I had myself in hand and was stroking hard. It was all I could do to stop, but I did. I quickly tried to change my thoughts, and then finished washing. I step from the shower and grabbing the towel dry off, and wrap the towel around my waist then step into the sink area. It is cooler here being separate from the shower room. I can hear music playing in the other room, but think nothing of it. I do the mirror ck then finish with my grooming. I pull on my boxers and step from the bathroom area to the bedroom. That is when I find the music in my room playing and candles lit, and Jill in my bed. She pats the bed and says " come here, I will help you relax". I walk toward the bed, and she pulls the sheets back for me to climb in. The sheets are thin; I can see she is naked. I sit on the edge, pull my shorts off and let them drop as I roll into bed and pull the sheet over me. Her hand stokes me lightly; it does not take much till I am hard. As we kiss, are tongues exploring, we both know we need a release. My hand moves down, across her hard nipples pausing to play for a moment, then on down to her sweet spot. I rub my fingers lightly across her lips, and start to play. You want more, you grab my hand, taking a finger pushing it in your pussy. Pumping in and out a few times, then pulling it out you bring it to your mouth licking it clean. You push me forcefully onto my back, climb on top and hover over me your pussy just at the tip of my cock. You look at me with the gleam in her eye, and you say, "Want me"? I can't speak, but you can see the look in my eyes and know that I do. Jill then slowly lowers herself onto me, as she does her juices flow down my hard and she takes it all in. She sits there till we adjust to the hot wet feeling. I look up, into her eyes, my hands are on her hips gently squeezing, and then slowly I move them up across her ribs, then to her tits, playing, pinching, and pulling. You start to ride me, grinding on me. You move your hand down to your clit and touch it, sending a jolt through your pussy causing you to clinch my dick hard. I am having a hard time holding back, but you know this and use it. You start to rock hard on me, then bounce. My hands are on your tits, dancing, and tweaking. Your fingers are rubbing your clit hard. The slap of our hot wet flesh ringing out. My cock throbs inside you and erupts its cream into you. You slow your bouncing and grind hard onto me; your fingers are a blur, you cum hard. You roll off, breathless. We roll over together and fall asleep. I wake with a jolt, not knowing where I am. Looking around it clicks, and then I look at the time. Dam, 20 minutes till the dinner meeting. I see you are gone then jump from the bed and start to scramble to get ready. You hear me and step into the room. You tell me to chill, that I have time. You had called to ck the dinner reservations and they had been set back one hour by my associate and I had time to shower and get ready. I breathed a sigh of relief and kissing you I headed for the shower. As I showered I wondered why you were not in bed when I woke up, but then I figured that you had woke up first and went back to your room to clean up. I took my time showering then dressed for dinner. Being it was the Caymans; I dressed for dinner in casual clothes. Khaki type shorts, a nice light shirt and sandals. Stepping into the common room I saw you standing there in a light summer dress and sandals. And it was a tight fitting dress at that. You had on a strapless bra that pushed your tits up high and firm. I was excited but also worried about what my associates may think. It was going to be hard enough to explain why you were there and not Karyn. You could see the look on my face and told me to relax, everything will be fine. We walked to the dining area where we were to meet my dinner party. It was an open area with music playing and people laughing and dancing. The sun had just set and the air had a cool flow to it. The waiter seated us and we ordered drinks. I ordered a double scotch you ordered a fruity drink. You could see I was on edge and told me to relax. Our drinks arrived and I gulped mine down asking for a second. While that kicked in you took my hand and told me that I needed to calm down, that everything would be fine. It was when you touched my hand that I looked into your eyes and could feel the calm that you held over me. I set back and took in the settings and atmosphere around me. I settled back to listen to the music and enjoy. It was then that the dinner group arrived. It was one of my upper executives and two new clients. They were the reason I was there. I was to make a presentation to them to buy into our company. And this was my first time doing this with a new client outside the office. I went into panic mode. I jumped up as Bill approached and he shook my hand. It was then I noticed, Bill was half lit, and so were the new clients, but he was still able to introduce them to me. It was then that you stepped up and said " Hi, I'm Jill, pleased to meet you". Shaking everyone's hand. Bill shot me a puzzled look of which then turned to a sheepish grin. At which point the waiter arrived to save me and we ordered more drinks. As the waiter left you turned to Bill and asked him to dance. I shot you a nervous look; you winked and pulled Bill off to the floor. I sat there with the new clients trying to make small talk and not doing so well. Soon Jill and Bill came back to the table. We ordered dinner and had a few more drinks. As we sat there, we chattered about like we were old friends. We never did talk of work or business, but the time past so quickly. It was time to call it a night. Just before Bill left he told me we were taking the clients deep sea fishing at noon, and to be a pier 14. As he left he winked and said, " have fun", giving me a wink. I was a bit stunned by his reaction, but I had had several drinks and just winked back. In truth, I had more then several drinks, I had way too much. As Bill and the clients left I plopped down in the chair just stunned. I thought I had blown the whole deal. I was so worried and upset I did not know what to do. It was then that you reached across the table and touched my hand, bringing me back to the present. I looked up at you as my eyes came out of the fog to see you smiling at me. You said it was time to go. As I stood, I felt the drinks hit me and stumbled. You wrapped your arm around me and that brought some life back into me. I gained my thoughts and walked out as you led me to our room. (Our Room), It sounds so strange, but that is what I was thinking. I was going to hurt in the morning. We did not talk while walking to the room; I think you were just hoping I made it there. As drunk as I was, I still was able to walk straight. The walk to the room did me good, by now I had regained some of my senses. We reached the room and I unlocked the door. As we walked into the room you turned and kissed me, and said goodnight, I looked at you puzzled, as if I did not understand, (thinking you were going to bed with me). You spoke up saying that I had a busy day planned and I needed my sleep. I understood and shook my head in agreement. But you could see the disappointment in my eyes. I went to my room and took a quick shower to cool off. As I lay in my bed it was not long before I drifted off to sleep. As dawn broke I started to stir, but it was to my amazement as to how I awoke. Jill was sucking and playing with my cock till I was hard, and then she mounted me. She rode the morning wood till she creamed. I was glad she came so quick, cause a man has to piss in the morning! So I went to the bathroom, pissed and came back to go again. Jill did not miss a beat, as I walked back to the bed she grabbed my ass and stuffed my cock between her lips. Sucking the juice from her pussy off me made me so hard again. As I pushed her back onto the bed she spread her legs for me as I pushed into her wet folds. Her pussy was still wet and ready for more. I pumped her slow at first, then side to side. Then I pulled out to the tip, feeling her lips kiss the head of my cock, then plunged back in. It made you gasp. I could not stop at that point; your gasps fueled my fire, I trusted into you till you were clutching my ass with both hands. The sound of our bodies slapping together only heightened the mood. I managed to move one had to your tits and pinch each nipple, making you moan with pleasure. Then you looked up at me and could see I was close to cumming. With a deep growling voice you said, " Fuck Me! Fuck Me Harder!" You knew what you were doing, as I pounded into you my cock burst fore its creamy load, at that point you snaked your hand down to your clit and stroked it twice and started to cum hard as I was still pumping my load into you. Your pussy felt like a vise on me, and milked my cock till it started to soften and I collapsed on top of you. As I rolled off onto my back you sprang up and started to lick and suck me clean. I could not believe it, you seemed possessed, and determined to make me hard again. And you did just that. Even though you made me hard again, I knew I would not be able to cum for some time, but that was not what you had in mind. You stood up and turned your back to me bending over grabbing your ankles. Looking at me through your leg you teasingly asked if I like what I saw. Of course I said yes, what was not to like! She lowered herself to my stiff pole and let the head pop in to wet it, and then she rose up again. Dipping her finger into her pussy for lube she moved her hand back and with her wet finger she rimmed her tight little hole then dipped a finger in. As I watched my cock grew harder. She plunged her finger in deep, letting out a soft moan. She had never given me her ass before and this was turning me on. She pulled her finger out and reaching behind her grabbed my cock and aimed it at her tight hole. As the head nudged at the rim she moved my around the hole. Then like a flash she shifted and sank her pussy down over my cock till she was bottomed. She bucked a few times then I felt the warm wet flow of her orgasm. She had one of the wettest orgasms ever since we had been seeing each other. She almost fell off beside me and instantly cuddled till we both fell asleep. It was about ten when I awoke again to find you gone from the bed. I knew I need to get moving to meet Bill at the docks on time. As I rolled across the bed I could feel the wet spot and jumped, as it was cold, them smiled. I was not disappointed that she did not give me her ass; I was enjoying the fact that she had as much pleasure as she did. As I rolled out of bed I realized what a night it had been. I could feel the hint of the drinking, but mostly I felt the ache of the sex we had. And every time I moved I smiled. I was in and out of the shower in minutes, knowing I had to get to the dock. As I walked into the common room I saw you sitting in a lounge chair reading a local paper. As I walked toward you I asked, "Did you sleep well"? In reply you said "yes, but I had a strange dream". " And it was the wettest dream I have ever had"! As I looked into her eyes I could see the devilish gleam, and told her that I too had a dream. A beautiful woman came to my room and seduced me, and it was the best I had ever had. But I wish she had been there when I woke up. She laughed and told me that if that happened that I would not make it to the dock on time, or at all. We both laughed and gave each other a kiss. Then you said go eat, I fixed you something. I was stunned, and hungry. You had made a hearty beef stew to fill me before the trip; I ate two bowls full, which surprised me after a night of drinking. It was then that I realized that while I was out fishing you would be alone. Taking your hand, I kissed you and told you how much I enjoyed the stew, and that it was a good thing to fill me with for the day ahead. You smiled as if saying I know. I asked if you would be ok while I was gone? You assured me that you would. You had planned on doing some shopping at the local stores and a bit of site seeing. Jill said not to worry, that she was going to take a full day to relax and enjoy herself. I kissed her and thanked her for the lunch as well as the wake up call and headed to the dock. I got to the dock right at noon, expecting Bill to be waiting. I checked the charterhouse to see which boat we were on. They told me which boat and I was the first to arrive. I was surprised, but laughed it off and headed to the boat to meet the skipper and look around. It was a nice boat, and the skipper "Tim" was a younger man then I but seemed to know his stuff. As we talked he asked me if I had been out on a boat before, I told him I had and was quite comfortable on a boat. It was then that he asked if he could count on me for help when needed. I assured him I could handle anything he needed. It was a good sized boat, able to accommodate more then what was in our group. There were poles along the rail and an upper deck also. Below were bench seats, a table and a small toilet. As I walked back up to the deck Bill and the clients arrived with guests. Two hot looking women wearing shorts and loose pull over sweatshirts, dark sunglasses and flat shoes. They both carried a bag with them slung over their shoulders. As Bill and I helped our guests onto the boat we said our hellos. As soon as everyone was onboard Tim said we needed to get moving. He looked at me and asked if I would cast off. I nodded then jumped onto the dock and unlashed the aft rope then the fore rope. As Tim motored back from the dock I stepped onto the bow like I had been doing it all my life. Tim looked down at me from the bridge and nodded his approval. Bill was entertaining the guest and had found the wet bar and coolers of beverages. As we motored out of the bay I just stood on the fore deck and enjoyed the air and sun. As Tim pushed the throttle the boat nosed up and forward. I held my footing and road it out. I knew I should be back with our clients making the sale, but there was something about the sea air that had always lured me. I stood there till Tim called down and asked me to come up top. We were out from the docks quite a ways, but I could still see the land. He told me I was all right, not like most of the stuffed shirts that were on the charters. He asked if I wanted to join the group or steer? I opted to steer. He showed me the coarse and I was off, then he said he was going below to set up the fishing gear. I was in control, and loved it! As we glided out over the ocean to the fishing area, I let myself drift into the moment. Not thinking of anything or anyone, just being there. It was bliss! Tim was below setting up the gear when Bill realized I was not there. It was then he turned to see me at the controls of the boat. Tim saw him and the look on his face and headed him off. Tim asked Bill if he could help with the fishing gear or we would run short on time. Bill helped but was not happy. The clients were too busy drinking and flirting with the girl to real give a shit what Bill or I did. Bill knew it was all part of selling our product, but he did not like working for it as in helping on the boat. Me, I found it to be relaxing. As we neared our marker Bill had set for us I called out to him. He yelled back, telling me that when we reach the mark, turn to the next heading and throttle back half. I did as he asked, but I was nervous being out so far. Ten minutes later on that heading Tim called up and told me to chop the throttles and cut the engines. As I did you could hear the silence, it was great. I was high on life at that point and slid down the rails to the lower deck. The clients and the girls clapped at my entrance, but I could see Bills glare. Tim stepped in and asked who wants to fish? That helped change the mood. Tim helped the clients set up there gear to fish and then Bill and I. The girls had gone below. As we threw in our lines, Bill started to talk business, of which the clients said we had time for that later, now it was time to fish. I could see this annoyed Bill, but I thought it was funny. Then the girls came up from below deck wearing the smallest bikini's I had ever seen. They stepped to each of the clients and brushing a hand along their gaping jaws, said they were going up top to sun while we fished, if they needed anything to let then know, blowing them a kiss as they left. And as they did they looked at Bill and I and gave a wink. I was still unsure who had hired them, but I was glad they were there! Business Trip We settled down and went back to fishing, and everyone drank more. It wasn't long before someone got a bite; it was one of the clients. Tim jumped down to help him bring it in. It was a good fight and turned out to be a good size Grouper. Tim gaffed it and pulled it onboard unhooking it and dropped it in the hold. Within four hours we had all had several hits and misses, and had caught five good-sized Grouper among us. I think we would have caught more, with the drinking and flirting with the girls, well you know. Tim asked us if we wanted to try for a Marlin? Everyone agreed and he said fine. He told us we needed to move the boat to another area about 45 mins away and we would all fish at the same time, and we would take the first strike and be done. That would mean only one of us would catch a fish. If it was of legal limit we could keep it, if not we can go on fishing, but the local law says only one catch per boat per day. Tim was trying to make sure everyone understood this and it seemed as if they did. Tim went up top to set our course. Everyone settled on the lower deck as we set off. I had planned to go up top till the girls decided to have some fun. As we were sitting and talking of the fishing, the girls fixed drinks for everyone and turned on some music. They had changed from there bikinis earlier on had on loose shorts and cropped tops. They looked good. They started to dance together and the guys stopped talking to watch them. As they danced they got closer and closer, rubbing each other and then kissing. That was all it took, we all were hooting and yelling for them to go. And go they did, they broke from each other and did a lap dance for each of us, pulling off their shorts and tops, leaving only a thong and bra on each of them. Then met in the middle and stripped each other while kissing and touching till they we nude. They worked there way around the room again, rubbing their tits in our faces and grinding their pussy's on our laps. It was frenzy, then the girls stood in front of us and asked we wanted more? Everyone was saying hell yes! One of the girls looked over at Bill and rubbed her fingers together as if asking for money, Bill nodded slightly but I caught it. Then the girls went wild on each other. Girl on girl, toys and lubes, fingers and tongues going everywhere. Even through the girl's moans and screams of pleasure, I could still hear the motors throttle back and the boat slow. The girls played for a short time more then were done. As they made there way around the room they gave each on of us a kiss on the cheek and whispered to us as they did. They said they would be forward if I wanted a private show. I knew that was what they told everyone also. As the girls went forward, Tim called down and said it was time to fish. I know I had wood and needed to get some air, so I was the first up and on deck. Bill and the clients soon followed a bit slower. Tim looked at them and knew they were all drunk, so he was going to play. He told everyone that he would set us up for Marlin and we needed to troll, if anyone felt it was getting to rough for them then they needed to lock the pole in the rack and go below. Everyone understood and agreed. Tim set up our rigs and we were off. As he gained speed it became harder to hold the pole, even with the harness. We were not going fast but the waves bounced the boat and then one of the clients locked his pole in the rack and went below. Soon Bill and the other client did also. I was left. Tim yelled down to see how I was doing and I said fine. He locks the rudder and slowed the speed then jumped down on deck. He reeled in two poles asking if I was done, I looked at him and said we were going to catch a fish. Tim smiled and told me he was locking the second pole down, and I needed to watch it also, he showed me how to retrieve it if there was a strike. Then he went back to the helm and pushed the throttles up. Changing course he headed east of location. By now the sun was at our backs. It was not but twenty minutes later I had a hit. Tim cut the throttles and dropped down to the deck. He retrieved the second pole and stowed it while shouting instructions to me of how to bring it in. Even though the rest of our party was busy below, the fact that the boat had stopped and Tim and I were shouting at each other raised their attention. It was not long before everyone was on deck watching me bring in the catch, even so, I was in my own, and did not even know anyone else was there. As I fought to bring in the fish, we were still not sure if it was a Marlin. Then we saw it jump, it was then we knew for sure, and large one at that. Tim told me how to bring it in and I did, till it was close enough to gaff. When Tim brought it on board I was amazed, and tired, but the rush had me going and now I was ready to party. The others had a large start on me and not being done they went below to party. I was not going to let such a good day end without a toast to my catch. As Tim set our course for the homeport as I checked below. The sun was just setting by now, the clients and Bill were still drinking and on the downhill slide. The girls were forward resting. I saw one of them peek out as I grabbed a bottle of rum and headed up top. I did not want to miss the sunset on this day. I made my way to the mid deck and took a swig of rum. As I looked aft at the sunset I felt a hand on my shoulder, it was one of the girls. She turned toward me and kissed me. I was stunned; she then took the bottle and drank from it. We sat there watching the sunset together, slowly sipping on the rum till we both drifted off to sleep. I awoke to a clanging bell, not knowing what was going on till I gathered my senses. Tim was ringing the ships bell as we came into dock. Sherri awoke finding herself in my arms keeping her warm gave me a kiss and said "thank you!" then headed down below to gather her things. I was not sure what the thank you was for, but I was happy. As we neared the dock Sherri and her dancing partner came up on deck. Sherri's partner seemed a bit worst for the wear. Sherri gave me a quick kiss and handed me a card with her number and asked if I would call her before I left. I was puzzled, but said yes. Tim motored into the dock and asked if I could get the line. I waved and stepped onto the dock and tied the line. No more had I finished tying the line the girls stepped to the dock and left. Tim went below and woke Bill and the clients. As they gathered there wits Tim told me he would weight the catch get the market price for us. The others made their way up to deck soon after. Bill was trying to give them the bum rush and have them leave the boat, with the Thank You, and Nice to have you aboard. The clients and Bill stepped to the dock and I stayed to tell Tim I had a great time, and thanked him for his hospitality. He laughed and told me if I ever came down to really go fishing to give him a call. To him this was a joke trip, a drunken business trip to impress clients. I had to laugh. I told Tim thanks again for the trip and left the boat. Being it was almost 1 am, Bill and the clients had called it a night and took cabs to their hotels. I was feeling good, but I knew I needed to get to my room. I decided to walk back and enjoy the air. As I did I could hear the parties going on in the area and saw a few people on the streets as I walked. It was not long before I was at my hotel and found my way to the room. By now I was worn out and wanted to just go to sleep. I saw Jill's door was closed and did not want to disturb her, so I did not look in on her and headed to my room. It was noon when I woke up, and was felling the effects of the night before. I headed to the shower to wake up. As I showered I began to wonder why Jill had not woke me. I quickly finished and dried, pulling on a robe I headed for Jill's room. As I passed through the common room, I saw a note from Jill. It read: I know you had a late night and need your sleep; I made a new friend and will be out shopping with her. I will see you later. Jill. I was stunned, Jill was great, and she was independent, and sympathetic, as well as great in bed. I was ready to face my day. I called the front desk for messages, but there were none. So I called Bills room to find him still sleeping. He was so hung over he could not talk. So I decided to take things into my own hands. I called the restaurant and made reservations for 5 pm. I then called the message services and had them deliverer a message to the clients. :I Would be pleased if you could be at the Cabana Dinning by 5 pm for dinner. We would like to discuss our deal. With that done I tried to call Bill's room again, no answer. So I left a message. I had a few hours to kill so I went to the pool. The sun was high, but it was slightly overcast, so it seemed rather nice. I walked to the pool and admired the sites; there was a wide range of sites to behold too. I picked out a lounge chair, laying down my towel and went for a swim. I am not a show off, or diver, I just slipped into the pool and swam around till I was ready to get out. I went to my lounge to relax and nap. As I relaxed in the lounge chair I drifted in and out of sleep. I could still hear people talking around me, but it was more like a dream. The time passed slowly, and I was glad, I needed the rest. I woke to a hand on my arm it was Jill. As I cleared my eyes to see her I smiled and said Hi. You bent to kiss me and I thought I might still be dreaming, your kisses were always so soft and warm they made me melt. You asked if we had closed the deal while fishing, and you could see the look in my eyes. I shook my head no and said Bill and the clients just got drunk. Jill raised an eyebrow, and then asked if I got drunk also? I said yes, but not till I had caught a huge Marlin. She could see the excitement in my eyes and knew I was telling the truth. It was then I told her I had set up a dinner meeting with the clients and Bill so we could close the deal. Jill knew then I would not be with her for dinner. I told her that I had planned to close the deal as soon as I could and meet her later. She told me she understood and would be fine. She said she my have dinner with her friend and a drink after, then maybe catch a movie. I said if I could close the deal and slip away that I would have time to spend with her. She said that would be nice, but to not worry about her, she knew how much this deal meant to me and the company, knowing just how long dinner meetings lasted and besides she was happy just to get away and have fun. By now it was about 3:30 pm, I told Jill we had time to play before my meeting. As she smiled and kissed me, she took my hand and led me to our room. We weren't even in the door till she was pulling off her clothes and standing naked before me then turning quickly she pulled my shorts down and stuffed my cock deep into her mouth. She was sucking fast and strong like she was starved for me. Then she pulled back looking at her work, seeing how hard and wet she made me, then she stood up and ran to the back of the couch. Looking at me over her shoulder she licked her lips and said, "Fuck Me" as she bent over the back pushing her ass up high. I did not waste time thinking I moved in behind her and guided my cock into her pussy. She was so wet and open I slid right in and you could hear the wetness as I pumped her. My balls were slapping her pussy as I drove in and out, then I felt her hand reach below as she fingered her clit. She started moaning, which turned to gasps, then within seconds she screamed aloud that she was cumming, that set me off and I pumped her harder and blasted deep inside her wet walls. Still in her I lay across her back kissing and touching. As I stood, she surprised me by spinning around and sucking all the cream from my cock. I was amazed; this vacation must have been just what she needed. She then stood up and we kissed deeply then as she turned to go to her room to clean up, she told me not to be late. With all the excitement I had forgotten my dinner meeting, I quickly headed to my room to shower and get ready. I knew I did not want to be late for this one. I got there right at five. Bill showed up ten minutes later and he was pissed. I had over stepped him with the clients. I told him I did what I needed to, to make the sale. And I had tried to call him. So I made the call myself to meet for dinner and close the deal. I could see Bill was taking this the wrong way; I just wanted to close the deal for the company and still have a few days to play. Bill was a man who spent money on clients entertaining them then doing business. Bill flat out told me that He would make the deal with the clients at dinner. I looked at Bill and with no emotion agreed, I just wanted to get back to Jill. It was time for dinner, as I walked into the bar area to find Bill and the clients, I saw Sherri. I did not know what to do, should I say hi, or ignore her? Well she took care of that decision, walking up to me and throwing her arms around me giving me a big kiss. What was I to do, I wrapped my arms around her and held her as we kissed. As we broke the kiss she asked if I had time to play, she could see the look on my face as I told her no, I had a business meeting tonight, and did not know how long it would last, I told her maybe we could get together later. I told her that I enjoy being with her and holding her on our trip. She smiled and kissed me again saying I did too. Then she left. As I made my way to the bar Bill showed up. He did not seem as pissed as before, but still upset. I ordered us both a drink and asked him if he could close the deal tonight. Again Bill shot me a look as if I was trying to take his place. And I was done with his attitude at this point. "Look Bill, I am not trying to steal your place, I just want to close this deal so I can have some time with Ji" ....... And I cut myself off. I had realized I had made a mistake in what I said. Bill drew an evil grin and said OK; I will close the deal tonight. I was over a barrel, now Bill knew for sure I was doing Jill. We had a few more drinks till the clients arrived and we were seated. Bill started to do his normal bullshit chat as they ordered drinks. When the drinks arrived we ordered dinner. Throughout dinner Bill chatted on with the clients, I got a word in here and there. Just as we finished dinner, the clients looked at me and asked if we were ready to close. I could feel Bills eyes on me he was pissed again. I told them that bill was the senior executive and it was his call to close the deal. They looked at Bill and he called the waiter for more drinks. I may have jeopardized my job, but I could not take it anymore, I told the clients that the offer I presented them was a good one and I would back it to the fullest. I hope you will consider this and sign with us. I am sure Bill will take care of your needs please excuse me. As I shook their hand I could see Bills face. He was appalled. I just bailed from a meeting of major capital. I may have had other things on my mind, but at least I was not a kiss ass! I was pissed at this point and headed to a bar down the street. I thought I had put my job on the line at this point. Bill had "pull" at the home office, and I just crossed him. I sat at the bar and had two drinks, thinking I just need to be alone and was about to go, when a woman's hand touched my shoulder, as I turned I saw it was Sherri, which brought a smile to my face. She asked if I was ok, and using the old line I said I am now! She gave me a kiss on the cheek and sat down ordering us another drink. She could see I was upset and asked if Bill blew the meeting. That took me by surprise, and she saw it. She told me she saw how he was on the boat trip and could tell he was uneasy with me. We sat there for quite a while drinking and talking for several hours like we were old friends. She had a soothing way about her that made me feel at ease. As it got later I did not want to leave, but the bar was closing so we bought a bottle of tequila and headed toward the beach. As we walked along the streets toward the beach we chatted and laughed having a good time. As we neared the beach, Sherri grabbed a bed sheet off a clothesline and giggling ran to the beach. Not wanting to get caught I ran also, feeling like a schoolboy chasing after her. She ran along the surf as the sheet fluttered in the air, then stopped and letting it wrap around her she turned. She looked so good in the moonlight as I walked to her. We walked up from the surf and spread the sheet out, kicking off our shoes we sat and each took a hit off the bottle. The beach area was empty but for us, the surf was rolling in softly and the moon was bright, you could not ask for anything more. I looked at Sherri and was going to kiss her, and then she jumped up giggling and took a large gulp from the bottle and handed it to me. As I tipped the bottle back she quickly stripped her clothes and ran to the water, diving in as the surf broke. Seeing her swimming naked in the surf was exhilarating, and I quickly stripped and joined her. We swam for a while and fondled and kissed while we did, till I took her by the hand leading her back up to the sheet. We stood there together close, caressing each other in the warm night air till we locked into each other's arms. Our lips and tongues dueling, as are hands found their way to more sensitive areas. Before long we were down on the sheet and I was in you thrusting hard, then you rolled me off and were on top, slamming you pussy down on me. Your tits were bouncing as slammed me, I reached up to pinch them but you grabbed my hands placing them on your hips. You rode me for what seemed like several minutes then rolling off you got on all fours and told me to fuck you hard now. So I did, I slid my hard wet cock into you fast and hard causing you to gasp aloud. Your pussy was so wet and hot I knew I would not last, so I slowed down and took deeper strokes, it was then it happened. I had pulled out too far and my cock rose to hit your tight asshole, as I went to push I knew and backed away. You looked over your shoulder and said "DO IT"! I lined up again and pushed. As I entered I could feel her working her pussy hard with her hand and then she screamed "Harder", I did just that and shot a load deep in her ass as she creamed all over her hand. We lay there breathless, holding each other and drifted off to sleep. I was not sure what woke us but it was still dark, we smiled and dressed and headed up the beach. Sherri tossed the sheet back on the line she had got it from and we laughed. As we made our way down the street she turned and kissed me, thanking me for a wonderful night, I thanked her back saying she made my night! She smiled, kissed me and turned and walked away. I knew I was not far from my hotel and decided to walk back. I was still felling the effects of the drinking and was a bit fuzzy, but I made it to the room. I made it in without waking Jill and headed to my room. I cleaned up in the bathroom then fell into bed. I awoke to a ringing, what the hell, I thought I had just gone to sleep. It was the phone, as I picked it up it was Karyn, (my wife); she was calling to see how things were going. I told her I had a late night with the clients and was a bit hung over. Then she asked how Jill was doing; I stumbled, but said that I had been so tied up with work that I had left her on her own. She said she was sure Jill was having a good time just getting away for a rest. I agreed and left it at that. We chatted for a few more minutes then said goodbye and hung up. I rolled back over and fell asleep. I woke up around noon. Trying to shake off the hangover, I headed for the shower. As I washed my thoughts drifted to the night before to the sea and Sherri. It was like a dream, but I knew it was real, I could feel the sweet pain of an all night fucking as I soaped up and stroked myself. I shook my head to clear my thoughts and cooled the water to wake up. As I finished I remembered I had been abrupt during the meeting and may have lost my job. I knew I needed to see Bill and apologize. I dressed and headed to the common room toward Jill's room to see if she was there, it was then I saw her note saying she would be out shopping all day. I started to wonder if I would over get any time alone with Jill. Business Trip As I passed the front desk, they called to me saying I had messages. As they handed them to me I was almost afraid to read them. They were in plain envelopes marked only with my name on them. I opened the first to find a note from Sherri, she said she had a great time and wish I would call her when I could. Attached was a phone number and address. I was stunned! I opened the second message it was from the clients. They wanted to meet at two in a near by café. Looking at my watch it was two already. I knew I had to go now to make it, and besides, Bill would have with them and not in his room. I got to the café at two-fifteen, and was taken to the table where the clients were, but was surprised to not see Bill. As I sat down I told them that I hope my actions did not offend them or reflect badly on the company. One of them held up his hand to stop me, I felt I was doomed. He then told me that they admired my actions and I was in the right, Bill had been dealing with their account for some time and they enjoyed the outings and "fishing trips" very much. But when it came time to do business he always had someone else do the work. I was stunned, and speechless. Then he went on saying that is why we contacted your home office to tell them we will continue our account with me and not Bill. I just sat there stunned. I did not know what to say or do. Again the older of the clients spoke up and said that the home office agreed, and he slid the signed proposal across the table to me. Asking if I had any questions? I was shocked, then cleared my head and thanked them all shaking their hands as I stood to leave. As I did the client spoke again saying that the company has offered to extend their stay for a few more days, so they would be available if I had any questions? Thanking them again I left the table and headed to the room. As I did I stopped for a drink to help clear my head. It was then I thought of Bill. I headed to the front desk and asked them to call his room, they told me he had checked out that morning. Then they handed me another message, it was from the office. As I opened I feared the worst. As I read I understood and took a breath in relief, they were glad I made the sale and told me to stay a few more days to enjoy myself. Wow, I could not have asked for anything better. Since Jill was out shopping and I had not eaten I headed to a near by eatery for a late lunch. As I ate I looked over the proposal again to see all was in order before sending it off to the office. All was in order and I was full, so I set off to ship the proposal to the office. By now it was about four-thirty, I sent the package and headed to the room hoping to find Jill back from shopping. I did not see any signs of her return, so I decided to take a nap till she came back. I must have been out for hours, I was more tired then I thought, it was dark now. I headed to the shower to freshen up, pulled on some shorts, and then went to see if Jill was in. As I walked toward her room I could her music, as I got closer and was about to knock, I heard sexual moaning. Was she alone or had she met someone? Should I walk away or look in? It was then I heard a woman's voice, and it was not Jill. I noticed the door was not shut fully so I took the chance to ease it open just a bit to look. It was dark but for a few candles flickering, I could see two bodies under the sheet as they pleasured each other. Jill was doing another woman! I never knew she went that way. My cock sprung up at the thought. I pushed the door open a bit more to get a better look; at the same time they shifted positions rolling out of the sheet. I thought I was busted and stepped back, but I could hear they were still at it. I peeked in again and could see Jill's head toward me as she was in a 69 with the other woman. They were both going crazy. I could not see the woman very well with Jill on top of her, but I could see she was shaved bald. It was then Jill looked up at me; her lips and face were wet with pussy juice. I just stood there in shock, I felt like backing out and leaving. Jill smiled and motioned for me to come in putting a finger to her lips for me to be quiet. The other woman had her face in Jill's pussy so far she did not even see me. Jill knew I loved to eat pussy, so she motioned for me to eat the other woman. At this point I did what she asked and tongued her wet pussy while Jill guided my head. Soon the woman was bucking and wrapped her legs around my back forcing me in deeper as she came. I could her Jill's screams also as the woman sucked her to orgasm. As the woman's leg slid off me I sat back and looked a Jill's face, she was still coming on the woman's face. I never knew Jill got into woman. I was sitting on the floor at the end of the bed as Jill rolled off her. My cock was so hard I wanted to jump up and dive in, but Jill looked up at me and again pressing her finger to her lips to hush me, she waved me off to the door, the winked. Confused, I did, as she wanted. I waited in the common room and till I heard Jill tell her friend she would be back. Jill came out of the room totally naked and walked to me with a large grin. As she wrapped her arms around me she asked if I was mad? I looked at her and asked for what? She said for having sex with a woman? I did not say a word, just pulled her to me and kissed her, and she kissed me back. I pushed her back a bit and you see what it's done to me, an evil grin grew on her face and her hand found its way to my hard cock. She led me to my room and pushed me onto the bed roughly. It was so dark I could not see much. She grabbed my shorts ripped them off and went straight down to suck me. She knew I could not last long as she sucked me; slowly she pulled off me with a smack of her lips. As I lay on my back Jill told me not to move, she was going to check on her friend then come back and fuck me hard. I did as she asked, I needed her so bad after so much stress I had been thought this trip. I heard Jill come back to the room, I asked if her friend was asleep, she shushed me and started kissing her way up my legs. Softly kissing and rubbing till she touched my hard cock, stroking it lightly and kissing the head. I started to speak, but she put a finger to my lips to stop me. I let her have her way with me. Soon she moved up and sitting astride me, she rubbed her pussy over my hard cock, working it till the head popped in, then she pushed hard. She was so wet I sank in all the way as she held me there. Her walls were gripping me like a vice as her juices oozed out. Then she really took control, working my cock in her as she pushed up and dropped down on me, skin slapping, pounding me like a she had not been fucked for a long time. I could not hold out any longer, I grabbed her hips and pushed hard and deep pumping cum into her, thrusting and spurting till I collapsed. Still on top, she milked my cock till I went limp, and then she kissed me and rolled off heading for the bathroom. I must have dozed off for a few minutes. Jill touched my shoulder and said she was sleeping with me tonight; I was to worn out to say otherwise. I did wonder about her friend. Even with the dark drapes it was dawn. I woke to the feel of Jill, my right arm over her cupping her tit. I gave it a squeeze and kissed her neck. It was then I felt another body next to me, I froze. I was between Jill and her friend. She must have joined us during the night. I tried to wake Jill quietly to let her know. She woke and whispered she knew and I was going to have them both again. Again, I was puzzled, what did she mean? She told me that it was her friend that had come in and rode me so hard last night. By now my cock was growing hard at the thought and I felt the other woman stir and drape her arm over me gripping my cock. Jill rose up and moved so she was on my chest while the other woman moved lower to my cock. I still could not see her and had no idea what she looked like. Jill pressed her pussy to my face and I dove in sucking and licking. Her friend went down on me fast and hard, sucking like she needed to drink me cum. They were both going crazy on me and I did not know how long I could last like this, then Jill's friend stopped. I thought I heard them whispering but it was hard to tell with Jill's pussy on my face. Then quickly Jill stood up and her friend took her place. It was so fast that I could not even see what she looked like. As she settled down onto my face I went to work on her, she was wet and ready. I licked her clit and pussy and up along her ass. I felt Jill rubbing my cock and balls. This woman was hot and ready to cum, so I shoved two fingers in her wet slit and one in her tight ass as I licked her. With her moans I knew she was close to cumming. Then I felt Jill mount me facing her friend, Jill was just as wet and sank her pussy fully down on me in one push. I could fell her rubbing her clit, and I could hear them kissing and moaning as I pulled my face out for air. I dove back in and sucked and fingered her till she was cumming so hard it felt like she was flooding. It was great! I have never made a woman cum like that. Jill's pussy lips clamped down on me and I felt her squeeze as she orgasmed and I gushed into her hot hole all my cream. Jill fell back on the bed and her friend jumped off me and between her legs to lick her clean. Jill squealed and pushed her head in deeper. I sat up to watch the show. It was not long Jill was talking dirty. "Lick my clit you bitch, suck out all his cum"! I was shocked, but aroused too, my cock grew hard again. I moved up behind her friend and started to push my cock into her wet pussy. She moved her hand back to stop me and guided me to her ass. I swiped my fingers along her open lips and used her wetness to lube her ass and my cock. Lining up I pushed slowly till the head popped in and stopped there. She reached back, grabbing my hip pulling me in deeper. I pushed all the way in and held it there as to get used to the tightness. She started to move on me, pumping her ass on my cock, so I gave it to her full force, slamming into her and slapping her as I did. Now both girls were screaming and cumming like crazy, I yelled that I was going to cum and Jill's friend pulled off my cock and spun around taking me into her mouth as I shot my load. She took it all and sucked me till I went soft. As I collapsed on the bed Jill came up and kissed me and asked if I liked having two girls at the same time? I was spent and could just grin, then said that it was great! It was as if a dream came true, having two hot sexy females that get into each other as much as the get into men. What's not to like? Jill looked at me and said, " Well I am glad you feel that way". It was the way she said it that made me wonder why. She kissed me and said it was time that I met her friend. Till now Jill's friend was still out of view behind her. As she move forward to where I could see her in the dim light I went into shock! It was my wife Karyn. My head starting spinning and my heart was pounding. I was at a loss for words and the shock on my face made them both laugh. I did not know what to do. They both looked at each other kissed and then at me, saying "surprise". They both lie down next to me, and Karyn told me that her and Jill had been having sex with each other for about a year. And it was Karyn's Idea to have Jill seduce me. I looked at Jill and she just nodded. I could not believe what I was hearing. Karyn knew all a long about the affair with Jill, because she was having an affair with Jill also. So when this trip came up she knew it was the perfect time to play it out and let me know what was going on. I was stunned by all this new information and just fell back on the bed. Jill and Karyn slid up on either side of me and held me telling me to rest, that I would need my strength.