9 comments/ 210859 views/ 12 favorites He Could See Her Pussy! By: magmaman Silvi is my second wife. Pretty little thing, she has her hair done up in shades of reddish blonde, and she is slender, in shape. I won't go into the first wife, she mostly wanted me to work so she could spend money like water. I met Silvi at a beach, she walked up to me and said, "Hey, fella, you need some oil! You are getting burned up!" That ended up with her oiling me down and then a drink, dinner. Nice roll in the hay, it had been awhile. Silvi is firm, small busted and slim hips. Her 5' 4" frame fits perfectly in my 6'1" and 230 pounds. It wasn't long before we both saw the obvious, I asked her, she smiled and said yes. Half a decade of life went by, and life with her is easy. No pushing, no yelling, house always spotless and in shape. Dinners are on time and well cooked, I guess we are the average American dream. My business does well, and is growing, so we have money. Every few months we visit a resort somewhere. Very seldom do we ever go to the same place more than twice, new places and sights are fun. A few years ago I spotted a flyer in the hotel room advertising massage. Over the years I had had a couple, and I got some down at the gym from time to time. I asked Silvi if she was interested in one, she said "sure!". So I made the call. The lady came to our room, dressed in a set of scrubs. First Silvi, then me, nice normal massage, just like all massages everywhere. That got to be a habit, every resort we visited either had someone on staff or someone they could call. Just pampering, enjoying life. Life was pretty good. Silvi and I would go out dancing, she knew I liked her to look hot when we were out of town so she has no end of slinky dresses and outfits that do a fine job of turning heads. She has one long evening gown I especially like, she wears it braless and if she stands with the light behind her, her body is outlined nicely. I know when she puts that on that a magnificent evening is coming. We usually end up back in our suite rolling around on the bed fairly early. Normal stuff. One day I was reading a men's magazine and the story was about a guy who watched his wife get a massage by a handsome massuer. The story was erotic, and pretty detailed. I found myself getting an erection reading it, a bit of a surprise to me. Up until then all of the therapists we had hired had been women, they used full careful draping. No big deal, neither one of us even thought about that. The massages I got at the Gym were all men and it was the same way. But an idea popped in my head. The next trip, I called the resort desk and asked for a Massage. I got the usual, "Male of female therapist?" and I opened my mouth and "Male" came out. Silvi was in the bedroom, she came out drying her hair. She asked me if I found a massuese. I told her yes, but it was a male therapist. She hesitated, then told me to go ahead, she would just go shopping. I told her it was all right, it was just a massage. But I was suddenly excited inside at the prospects. "Well, all right if you are sure." "It will be fine." I told her, trying to act perfectly normal. About an hour later the massuer arrived. He was around 30, a few inches shorter than me, muscular. He set up and stepped into the bath as Silvi undressed and got on the table, snugging the sheet around her nude body. I sat back in my chair and pretended to read a newspaper like always. The guy's name was Dana, he came out in a tight T-shirt and went right to work. He did a nice full body massage, but during the entire session the closest he came to anything private was the tops of her breasts. Then he pulled out a small towel and lay it across Silvi's breasts, and slipped the sheet out from underneath. He worked her abdomen, then it was my turn. I was excited and a little disappointed at the same time, but said nothing. But I had an erection, it would not go down. I took deep breaths, tried to get my mind on something else, no avail. As I lay on my back, likely bright red from the tent I was making in the sheet, Dana asked, "Would you like me to take care of that, Sir?" Well, that was obvious as hell, I turned him down. He collected and left. Silvi had an odd look on her face, I was finding it tough to meet her gaze. "Why did that excite you?" she asked. "It didn't, you did." "Me? But..." Realization flashed across her face and she smiled and reached for me. "Whatever works." she giggled. Our next trip, I asked Silvi where she would like to go. "Let's go to that same resort." she smiled. I called and booked us, and in the fanciest suite this time. We arrived and settled in, I was getting ready to call the desk for a therapist, it was almost a habit by now. I was planning to ask for a female, no way did I want to be embarrassed again when Silvi popped up with, "See if you can get that same Dana guy." I looked at her, no readable expression at all. But I almost instantly had that same tingling in my loins. I called, the lady on the desk told me that Dana wasn't available but she had one named Len on call. I hesitated, then agreed. This was a later evening booking, so Silvi and I went out dancing. She wore that dress I loved, we had a fine time. We got back to the suite at 10 PM to clean up and get ready for the 11 PM booking. I had thought it was odd to be so late but this was a resort. Len arrived right on time. He was almost as big as me, and perhaps 25 or so. He set up and stepped into the bath, like normal. Silvi and I were both wearing these huge bathrobes the resort supplies to the fancy spa suites. She dropped hers and hopped on the edge of the table. I took one look and my jaw dropped, she was shaved as clean as a whistle except for a heart shaped patch up top! This wasn't normal, Silvi keeps herself lightly trimmed for bathing suits but that is it. "You like?" she gave me a wicked smile as she snugged the sheet up over herself. I managed to mumble something, still not sure what, and gathered the robe around myself to hide my fast growing erection. I was in quite a state, she had been teasing me all night. Len came out, oiled his hands and slipped the drape down to Silvi's waist. He began to work her back and shoulders, she lay there quietly, relaxing. The table was set up at an angle to the chair I was sitting in, I was pretending to read a magazine. Len was working on Silvi's legs, he had his back towards me. Oddly he was standing on one side and working on the opposite leg. I noticed that instead of pulling the drape under her leg he just folded it towards himself. He went around to the other side and did the same thing, the sheet now formed a "V" between her legs, both were completely bare all the way up and over her cheeks. As I watched him work, Silvi rolled a little one way, then the other, parting her legs a bit in the process. Len's hands worked slowly up her legs closest to me, then he switched and started doing little strokes towards himself. I am sure I was staring now, as his fingers reached her knee, then higher. He was reaching deep down around the inside of her leg and pulling slowly towards himself, each stroke overlapping each other. I watched in fascination as he reached down to the end of the "V" formed by the drape and folded it back. I could see the curve of her behind from where I sat, the drape reached only about halfway down. Those hands began again, it seemed like in slow motion, higher and higher. He was now more than halfway up her thighs, each time his fingers reached around, vanished, then slid up and over her leg. Another little flip of the end of the drape and her behind was now completely bare. He stopped finally, he could not have been more than an inch from actually stroking her. He walked around to the side I was on and repeated the process. I was leaning over, straining to see, he took a good 10 minutes again. Then he did some more fast sweeping strokes up and over her back. I settled back, thinking it was about over, I was pretty sure he had a view right between her legs at several points. Then he did something amazing! He stepped to the foot of the table, placed one hand on each leg, and started stroking upwards. That same almost slow motion, higher and higher until his hands went up and over her glutes. He pressed them outwards, exposing her completely! I watched as he did this a good 20 times, each time holding her open. I looked at him, he was staring right down between her legs. Silvi's muscles were like butter at this point, each press he made with his hands moved her legs open, I realized she now had the toes of each foot hanging over the sides of the table. Then suddenly he stopped and had her flip over. "Are you bashful about your breasts?" he asked simply. I expected her to say yes. "No." Len reached up and slid the sheet to her waist, and went to work. Silvi's nipples were like little needles, I watched as his hands went everywhere. Then he was working on her legs again. He did that same movement with the sheet, opposite side with each leg, forming the little "V" at her crotch. Then his hands dropped in between her legs and he started those slow motion pulls again. He had his back to me at first, he was getting very high up her legs again. Then he stepped around to the other side, and started in again. Halfway up, he folded the drape back, leaving her barely covered. Higher and higher, just as I thought he was going to actually put his fingers right on her, he stepped to the foot of the table. Starting at her feet, he began those long strokes, finally he was right there. The drape was still hanging low enough to cover her vagina, but that was all. Then he did a long flowing glide with his hands, I watched as his thumbs slid out and down, then gently up and across her pussy at each side, not really touching her, just alongside. He let his hands move the drape up, she came uncovered. He repeated the motion, I could see her lips slip open, her little nubbin seemed to move out, then up from the pressure of each stroke. I saw her legs tremble, slide apart. Her hips came up, she orgasmed. Len's strokes quickly became slower and even more gentle, he simply went with her. Right there in front of me! He pulled the sheet over her, patted her down. "You are next." with a grin. Silvi sat up, smiled at me. "Like that?" she said, with a look on her face I never saw before. "Don't let him finish you, I want to." He Could See Her Pussy! Ch. 02 Well, I am Dan, the Magmaman. My wife Silvi hung that nickname on me. She said that when I am really turned on I come like a lava flow. She called me that once in an intimate moment and it sorta stuck. Silvi is one fine woman, supportive, pretty, nasty as hell in the sack. At medium height and build, and a bit smallish in the bust, she gets attention in blue jeans and a T-shirt. Dressed up she is simply fine, no other description does the job. The nice part is she likes to make me happy, delights in just about every kind of sex there is. Wonderwoman in that respect. I try real hard not to fuck it up, tough to find a female like her. So I have always been totally faithful, and I am sure she is too, never any sign at all that she isn't completely happy. Even after nearly a dozen years of marriage, we still get it on all over the house, usually 3-4 times a week. I am not kidding, ever end up with a nice tossed salad with bluecheese dressing ON you instead of IN you? Strawberry jam, lick it off, we tried everything. Yep, part of my life. Sometimes I get woken up in the mornings with her under the covers sucking my limp dick up to full staff, sun shining in the window and she is naked as a jaybird...yea, fun woman, men would kill for one like her, me too. I work in business, manufacturing on a very small scale when we met. Silvi was the one who came up with one idea after another to grow the operation, so now I mostly get the check. (Those of you who are in sales will know what I mean.) We have staff that runs the machines and they do the packing and shipping. It does real well, a surprise to me since it was one of my own ideas to start. I had a couple of other ideas before that sorta went down in flames. My life went from up at 5 AM and in bed at midnight seven days a week to a comfortable 6 hour day, 4-5 days a week. The business runs itself with good staff... Silvi puts in her time right by my side, doing accounts and ordering material. So, we do everything together, Silvi is almost never more than a dozen feet away from me. I like that. We head off to resorts to rest about every 60-70 days or so, we have been in dozens of places all over the world. Just when the mood hits us, nice to live life like this. Happy, normal. Just as normal as it is possible for a couple to be. Then one day I read that erotic magazine and something happened. It was about a guy who watched his wife get a sensual massage. I got an erection reading the story, I must have read it 50 times. I get massages all the time, think nothing of it. More normal stuff. We nearly always booked a massuese, a female, at any resort we went to. One day I booked a male, Silvi was hesitant but went ahead, it was just a massage. Still, the idea turned me on, she noticed. Silvi notices everything. The 2nd time we got a massage, the guy took some liberties, I realize now it was because I was there, he assumed it was expected. I sat there and watched as he brushed her bare breasts, making tiny little circles around her nipples until they stood out like buttons. Then he stroked her legs, it wasn't a massage, it was intended to excite. He actually uncovered her pubes, stroked right alongside. He knew what he was doing, she orgasmed right there on the table in front of me as this guy stared right at her from inches away. I sat there watching, my cock was as big as it could get, hard as a rock. After he left, we made love, I didn't even go soft, we did it again, then the 3rd time before I finally lay back exhausted. Silvi let out a soft, "Wow!". I stroked her stomach and breasts, flushed pink and sensitive as she basked in the afterglow. We talked. "I was worrying about you being upset." "I wasn't, I love you. You can just be you." "Turned you on, huh?" "Yea." "I don't mind if you enjoyed it, did you?" "Yea." "Well, where do we go from here?" "He just looked at you." "More than that...." "Yea." "That was fun, I liked you after, you were hard!" That was enough, we were at it again. I was solid as a rock, 4th time in one night. Impossible, never happened to me before. Things changed a little after that. Silvi was even more responsive, and I was even more virile than before. All I had to do was get that vision of her lying there naked, her hips pressed up against his fingers, and I would become erect. I even play acted, doing the same things I saw Len do to her. Without fail she would thrash around eyes closed, lost in the fantasy. All this probably isn't as exciting to some, at least from what I read. But it sure as hell was to me. I got my own massage that day at the resort, Len was willing to touch my privates, I knew that. But I wouldn't let him touch me intimately. Silvi watched closely, I could feel her eyes on me. I was wanting the guy to hurry up and get done, I wanted at her. Back home things returned to normal except for the fact that we actually had sex in the office a couple of times, that was different. We must have made some noise because Terry, our receptionist had a big smirk on her face when we came out. I also noticed Terry had an extra button on her blouse undone and her face was flushed. I asked Silvi where she wanted to go for our next trip. She smiled, I knew. So I booked us in the same facility. Three times to the same place was a record for us. It actually is a nice place, good rooms, any kind of food, nightclubs close, swimming pool, just a place to kick back and relax for a few days. There was this unspoken agreement between us, though. I was having some strange thoughts, even dreams. I woke up from one dream clear as a bell, the fantasy of Len sliding up on the table between her outstretched legs, his cock probing, going in her. Once awake, I managed to shake the idea off, but it kept creeping back into my mind. I never mentioned that to Silvi, didn't have to. She always seems to know everything somehow. We were packing for the trip, Silvi came out of the bathroom with a big towel wrapped around herself. I watched as she dried, she had let her pubic hair grow back during the 3 months or so since our last trip. I watched as she turned slightly sideways and dropped the towel, she was completely shaved this time. No hair at all! I had never seen her that way, I felt my face and body flush at the thought of what might happen. She turned to me, that wicked expression on her face. I just smiled, shuddering inside. I will never forget that trip, partly because of the plane ride. It was rough. We hit some harsh weather, Silvi and I always stay strapped down, a couple of other people got bounced around the cabin. We were damned grateful when we felt the wheels touch down. The Limo picked us up for the short trip to the Hotel, Silvi was calming down now, she had been frightened on the plane. Me, too, I guess. We had held hands and waited, all we could do. She was wearing a short skirt, I happened to know she was nude underneath. But she was in no mood to be naughty, I let that be. I even skipped calling for a therapist the first night, we dined, danced, and came back to the room. Sweet love like an old married couple, and then sleep. But the next morning, I woke to the sun shining in the window, it was clear and beautiful. Silvi purred up against me, naked like always, but we didn't make love. Just sweet touch, easy to understand for any who have been married for a long time. Love is no hurry, there is always time. We had a wonderful breakfast, headed for the pool. Silvi had a fun tiny little yellow bikini on, the thing was too small for a child, let alone her for God's sake. I wore my dumpy looking trunks, and found myself following along behind what quickly became the center of attention. We settled in by the pool, there was just two other couples there, and one female and one male staff member. One couple was quite a bit older, the lady was..well, hefty. The other two were likely younger than us. They looked at us, we looked at them, pretty much it. We sat there, the waitress kept up a steady flow of drinks, the guy on staff was running around trying to hand out towels and blankets. Silvi was sipping on some Bailey's and coffee, I was on my usual Tomato juice. A voice said, "I think I know you folks." I looked up, it was Len, the massuer from the last trip. Usual pleasantries, he joined us. We chatted a lot, I learned where he went to school,and heard a lot about different sessions he had had. Good looking guy, but he got boring real quick when his mouth opened. Funny how some folks can do that. He mentioned to Silvi that she might be burning, then tried the bit about she needed some oil. That faded by the wayside, Silvi had a nice fair tan, and needed no oil, she knew that. Finally he gave up, excused himself, and wandered off..Hey, we were resting.. Sivli asked me later if Len was hitting on her, I laughed and asked her what she thought. We went back to the room in short order, had one of those "married" sessions that are hard to top. The whole time I had visions of Len staring between Silvi's legs, as she opened them more and more under the pressure from his hands.. I got off with my wife in just seconds. We lay there just enjoying the moment, both of us nude. Silvi popped up with, "Are we going to get massages this trip?" "Sure, if you want." "OK, Who? "Want the same guy? "No, someone new." So I called the front desk. The lady who answered listened, suggested a couple of lady therapists. Mustering up some courage, I told her we liked the sensual style. There was only a trace of hesitation, then she said "How about a four hands massage?" I had no idea at all what that was, told her that. She explained that it was a couple, they came to the room, and worked on both of us at once. Interesting. I turned and explained to Silvi, she said, "Sounds like fun!" so I booked. We were both sitting there in the huge white robes when the knock on the door came. I already had an erection, seems I do that all the time. Silvi answered the door, here stood two people who were almost like out af magazines. James was a good 6' and 200#, Nina was around 5'1" and maybe 110# soaked...The first thing I noticed was the flowing red hair, the kind that is every possible color of red, and lots of it. Way past her shoulders. I almost missed the see through sports bra and what looked like Spandex shorts. James was muscular, I have come to realize that ALL massage Therapists are muscular. But he was past that, hell, I am muscular, James was a body builder type. I was looking him up and down, he was close to being on stage quality, I found out later that he did compete. They more or less just moved in, Silvi and I lost any kind of control in the first 3-4 minutes. "Undress!" Nina ordered. I only had on the robe, I glanced at Silvi, she shrugged and slid the robe off her shoulders. I did the same, it was almost in tandem we slid on the tables they had set up, face down. We were used to them stepping out of the room. They didn't. No drapes, I realized. So Silvi and I lay about 5 feet apart on tables, both of us completely naked. Two complete strangers in the room, I will say my system was registering shock, hers was too. Then Nina had her hands on me and I quickly began to settle in. I kept glancing over at Silvi, she seemed a little tense at first but quickly relaxed as Jame's big hands worked their magic. He was kneading her shoulders when I felt soft pressure brush across my back. It wasn't hands, I turned my head to look. Nina was rubbing her bare breasts up and down my back. I looked down, the spandex shorts were gone, too. "I hope you don't mind." she said, catching my look of surprise. I muttered something stupid, then realized James was pulling his shirt over his head. Silvi and I looked at each other, she grinned and closed her eyes. I realized she was OK with it so I just relaxed and enjoyed the sensation. It was fun, James was wearing just his shorts now, working on Silvi energetically. Nina was rubbing my fanny, letting her fingers brush my groin regularly. I had to shift my weight because I was getting erect, the pressure was uncomfortable. About that time, James dropped his shorts, now all four of us were nude. He had his back to me, he had buns of steel, no doubt about that. Then he moved up to the head of the table, turned sideways to me. I looked, it was almost a shock! He was half erect, and he was a good 2" bigger than my 8 incher when it is at it's best. And Silvi was staring right at his cock in fascination. He reached way down towards her fanny, as he leaned his cock slid up and over the end of the table, inches from her face. Silvi never took her eyes off it. He repeated the motion, got closer, she tipped her head back. He knew, reached again, her mouth came open and he slid the head right in. She pursed her lips as he slowly stroked back and forth, it was growing now even bigger. I felt Nina's hands reach up and stroke my penis at about the same time. She continued for awhile, then whispered to me to turn over. I flipped over on my back, Nina hopped up on the table, straddling me. She pressed her pussy right against me, held my length down against my stomach as she stroked my chest. I was losing it frankly, struggling to keep from blasting off all over the place. I looked at Silvi, still on her stomach, James had pulled away and was stroking her legs. She had them spread as far as the table would allow, his hands came up and reached between, lingered. I couldn't see just what he did but I could see Silvi's eyelids flutter, no doubt she liked that. Her eyes caught mine, the look was a question. I smiled and nodded. She turned over. His hands went to her breasts, long arms reaching up from where he stood at the foot of the table. His fingers rolled her nipples, I could see her body react and try to press down to reach him. Nina by now had moved down, her mouth pressed over me in long strokes, I was close to coming. She turned and pointed her behind at me, an invitation. I leaned forwards and licked her, sweet as spring water. Out of the corner of my eye I watched as James leaned in, placed his face between Silvi's legs. She opened to allow access. We were both lost in the moment, the sensations. There was some kind of unspoken communication between James and Nina, they both got up almost in unison. I saw James reach in the overnight bag they had brought with them, he handed something to Nina. Seconds later I felt a condom being rolled over me, it hit me what was coming. I looked over at Silvi, her eyes were wide as she watched James roll a condom over his large erection. She looked at me, almost in panic. But Nina was already up on the table, poised. Then she slid down over me, soft as silk. Silvi's expression changed, she turned her attention to James. He leaned forward, she scooted down, met him halfway. They were joined, the questions were answered. I lay there as Nina pressed up and down, her head back and her mouth open. I could see Silvi's hips work as James shoved his meat in and out of her. I lost track of things right about there for awhile. I came back to the moment as I let loose, Nina was moaning herself in obvious orgasm. She slowed, then lifted off me. She reached down and removed the condom, took a towel and wiped me clean. I sat up, legs dangling over the edge of the table. James was still fucking Silvi! I sat and watched, she was looking right at me but she wasn't seeing me. He was clear up on the table now, his thrusts had shifted her body. Her hips were pounding right back. Finally, after what seemed like a good 5 minutes, his glutes clenched and he let go. She mashed against him as he did, lost in her own sensation. I felt Nina's hand stroking my still half hard cock, fingers trailing and teasing. She had dressed, I hadn't noticed. James withdrew, the thing still looked huge to me. He handed Silvi her robe, I reached for mine too. I moved over and sat by her, the expression on her face was unfathomable. James and Nina gathered up their gear, she came over and kissed me on the cheek. "You guys are special." she said. "We don't go that far very often." Then they were gone. Silvi looked at me. "I am sorry, I didn't mean..I feel like a slut.." "It's all right." "You aren't mad?" "No, I did it too." "When I saw her climb up on you I just..." "I know. Me too." We spent the rest of the evening in our room, just being together. I held her in my arms as we slept. The next morning, I woke to Silvi humming in the bathroom. She came out wearing her little yellow suit as I got up to take my turn. Something was different, then it hit me. She had removed the liners in the suit! "What happens when that gets wet?" I asked, coming out of the bathroom. She reached for my hand with a smile. "Let's go see." MGM He Could See Her Pussy! Ch. 03 My better half Silvi is the kind of woman every man wants. Pretty, smart as a whip, sexy as hell and willing to boot? What more is there? She keeps a spotless house, I pitch in willingly and help with that, the rewards are wonderful. Plus she makes bread rolls from scratch that almost need to be tied down to keep them from floating away. There are seldom leftovers around our little ranch house in the suburbs. Silvi seems to always have an answer when a problem crops up, that is a big part of our success in business. I had an idea years ago, made a part for a popular car. It worked, it was cheap, and improved the heck out of the vehicles. I was making them by hand in my garage when Silvi and I met. I remember the day she watched me cut out the metal framework, hand laminate the coating on. It took me about 15 minutes to make the piece. I had orders for 100 of them, so I was a bit too busy to talk to her much. She wandered off. Later that evening she said, "I found a machine that might help you." I looked at the stacks of books and flyers she had layed out. Simple punch press. No more heating and bending each piece by hand. More consistant, and fast. I looked at the price tag, $21,000.00!! I started to put the flyer down, no way did I have that kind of money. "How many can you sell, Dan?" "All I can make." A light bulb went off. The company was only too happy to write a "lease to buy" agreement, 15 days later here it sat on my floor. That led to me making 15 an hour instead of 4. Next it was a rollover mill, now it was 25 an hour, a lamination machine followed quickly. I had to rent a building, she talked me into buying one. 25,000 sq. ft., It was huge! Soon we had a helper, then two of them, then 30. More equipment, Some new designs that solved similar problems with other vehicles. The building got too small, we bought the offices next door. I have a feeling she had that planned from the day she started trying to convince me to buy the first place. Life was good, things were going well. We had staff, vacations, enjoying our lives. Then that writeup in a National magazine. It was only a couple of days before factory reps showed up. I was higher than a kite, dealerships buying our product lines was BIG bucks! One day I was sitting in my office, daydreaming about the trip we had to a resort. Silvi and I got a little over the top, hired a couple of local massage therapists. One of those things that just happened, we ended up having sex with them in our hotel room. Not a normal deal, I came to find out. For some reason the four of us clicked that day. Silvi and I really didn't have a jealousy or hard feelings about that, after all, we both did it. We also didn't do it again. But she knew now that I liked showing her off, and she liked it too. So there were a few incidents. One that stood out was at that same resort, Silvi had put on her tiny little yellow Bikini to go lay by the pool. I realized she had removed the liners, the thing was almost transluscent dry. I had an idea of what it would look like wet. We had plopped down on the deck chairs, people were coming and going, no big deal. They looked at us but that was all. Then 3 college types had come out, they were sitting by the pool, just sunning themselves. Silvi got up and headed for the pool, their eyes followed every motion. She swam to the other end and back, then started up the concrete steps. She looked to be totally naked! I was farther away, I could see her nipples through the material plain as day, the bottoms clung to her hairless pussy like skin. Since Silvi has fairly large and protruding lips, and she had carefully shaved, that was spectacular! She strolled by the guys nodding as she came towards me. I had to grab a towel to cover my crotch at the vision. I was thinking about that when Terry, my receptionist rang me to tell me a broker was waiting to see me. I shook off the thoughts, reached for my order pad, expecting to write a sale. Terry ushered two men into my office. They introduced themselves as Walt Hall and Dale Okasaki. Walt was about 40 or so, Dale much younger. Dale looked to be mostly Japanese. We shook hands. Walt reached in his briefcase and set a rail on my desk. I picked it up, it looked just like one of our best product lines. I turned it over. The tag read, "Made in Taiwan." My heart skipped a beat. "We are asking for bids." Walt said, with no fanfare. "Counts?" "250,000." My mind was rushing numbers, this piece was our best mover, and we sat on a 100% profit margin to materials cost ratio. No point in adding it up, $22.00 net times 250,000 units? Up until then we had been filling retrofits, aftermarket stuff. I glanced down at the card on my desk, this was OEM buyers. I quickly mentioned a figure and a six week delivery date, cutting the margins by 50%. "Way too high, and we need 3 weeks." Double up on my shifts and I knew we could hit 3 weeks, but the "way too high" part gave me pause. "What numbers are you looking for?" "How about we discuss it further over dinner?" "All right." "Company is nice." Walt said. Their meaning hit me, we shook hands and they left. I sat there for a long time, thinking. Foreign competition, I hadn't forseen that. Sure, we had copyrights, just try to enforce them in China and Taiwan. I called Silvi. "Need you. Quick!" She was there in 20 minutes. I explained what was going on. She listened, ran out her calculator, came up with our bottom line. Then she was on the phone, checking on materials costs internationally. Soon she was back, even at 10% they were going to cut us lower, we both knew it. No way could our $20/hour payroll compete with them. We both knew the next step was sub-labels, and we would be finished. Had to be handled somehow. I explained to Silvi about the "company" comment. She smiled and picked up the phone, one call, all set. I have no idea how she knew to do that, I would have never even known who to call. We were as set as we could be. That evening, we dressed for the meeting. I had on my best suit, Silvi came out in that slinky black dress I love so much. "Isn't that a bit much?" She smiled. "250,000 units." I just shrugged, off we went. Silvi was taking no chances, our driver pulled by an apartment complex, out came a stunning blonde named Connie. She hopped in the Limo and almost instantly reached for a drink. Her left breast just sorta rolled over and popped out of the loose top of her gown. She tucked it back in, going, "Oops!" I just grinned. The next stop we picked up Carol, tall, slender, looked like she just stepped out of the movies. I would have gotten a woodie at the sight of her but my mind was still frazzled with numbers. Walt and Dale arrived at the bar just minutes behind us, we got our table and settled in. I kept waiting for them to start asking about prices and supply, they never did. Silvi had already warned me to not mention a thing, make them take the lead. Dale was pleased with Connie right off the bat, she knew her job and snuggled right in, each move she made was intended to tease and excite. That lady could get half a nipple out of her top with almost no effort. Carol took a more aloof approach, Walt was doing his best. It was almost like she knew to make him work at it, that seemed to get him going. The meal went fine, small talk, lots of sexy comments, a couple were directed at Silvi, too. No doubt Silvi was also stunning, and she was also into the game. I was getting frustrated, but I managed to not yell out, "Do you want the damned things or not?" Even with all of the sexy talk, beautiful ladies, my dick was limper than a 80 year old priest's at a Nun's picnic. This all dragged on and on, finally about 11 PM Walt suggested we all retire to their hotel suite. I signed the check, noting the $2200 price tag. Connie and Carol went with Walt and Dale to the hotel. Our driver was waiting dutifully for us, we followed along. I asked Silvi what the two ladies had cost us, she said, "$2000.00 each, plus a bonus if they stay all night." I just took a deep breath, thinking this better fucking work. Just then the phone rang. Silvi picked up, listened. "How many?" "How soon?" "That will work, do it." She hung up. "What the hell was that?" I asked her. She patted my leg. Now I WAS getting frustrated. We got to the hotel room, Dale already had music going, and was dancing with Connie, who was in real danger of having her top fall off. His eyes were fixed on the front of her dress, I realized he was also getting a little drunk. I was in good shape, my Tomato juice never gets me drunk at all... Walt was sitting on the couch with Carol, she was still doing the "encourage at arm's length" bit. Walt looked up as Silvi and I walked in, his eyes swept up and down her body. I knew that the light from the hallway behind her outlined her body perfectly. I also knew she was completely nude underneath. It pissed me off a little. One thing about me, I don't push real well, and I don't like games. It's part of why Silvi and I are such a perfect match, she does the games very well. I am often much too direct, but I have learned to keep my mouth shut when it is warrented, and follow her lead. It was one of those times. Walt got up and welcomed us, giving Silvi a kiss, letting his hands wander down to cup her fanny for just a second. Somehow I managed to not deck him but it was close. Silvi had shown no reaction, so I took a deep breath and let it go. The evening dragged on, it progressed to Dale peeling Connie's top down, he was pretending to dance but he was mostly kissing and sucking on her boobs. Walt had managed to cop a couple of feels with Carol who now was allowing herself to be conquested. Walt decided he wanted a show, and he pestered Carol for awhile until she agreed. She got up and danced around the room, doing what actually was a marvelous strip tease. Lord was she beautiful, her breasts were natural, slightly upturned. No trace of tan lines, this gal sunbathed nude. When she got down to just a tiny little thong, Connie got up and joined in. I was actually enjoying that. They played with each other, then as Carol lay on her back with her legs spread impossibly wide, Connie reached down and slowly pulled the crotch of the thong aside, exposing her to our gaze. Her index finger reached in, opened her, slid inside. Connie leaned down and licked her briefly, as Carol's hips thrust against her face. Then Connie pressed forward on her knees, her bare breasts brushing the floor. Her hand went to the snap at the side of her hip. One flip, it came off. The sparse blonde hair did nothing to hide her, her wet lips parted. She looked at me between her legs, inserted a finger inside herself, drew it out, shiny and wet. Then she moved to each of us in turn, repeated the motion. Connie slid over to Dale and got down on her knees. She freed his 6" dick and began to blow him with gusto. Carol then did the same to Walt. Silvi and I sat on the couch and just watched, her hand in my lap touching my now full blown erection. Walt looked up at Silvi. "Your turn." giving me a shit eating grin. I opened my mouth to protest, Silvi's hand brushed my leg and she got up. She spun and danced to the music, I sat there in shock. In short order, she tripped the catch on her dress, letting it fall to the floor. I was surprised, she was good at it. Then she slipped to the carpet, and did some amazing moves, opening her legs, showing off everything! Walt was staring at her as Carol sucked away on him, he could take no more and blew in her mouth. Dale did too, but he was on his 2nd time around already, and was almost all done. I sat there, realizing I had an erection, too, I wanted to go home. Silvi came over and freed me, soon she had me boiling inside. She hiked up her rear end, knees a good two feet apart. Her bare behind was pointed right at Walt, who was staring open-mouthed. Dale even scooted over and leaned a little so he could see. I knew they both had a complete view of my wife's fine protruding pussy lips, completely hairless. The way she placed her knees even opened her puckered brown button. The lights were up, it was all there. I knew that when she spreads like this her vagina opens up like a flower, exposing her pink wet innards. If I hadn't had my cock in her mouth I would have jumped up to go around and look myself. I was into the moment, but if either one had produced a pecker and started to stick it in Silvi then it WAS going to be a fight! I looked at Walt, I could see he was thinking of doing exactly that, his 7 inch cock was at half mast and growing. I reached down to fondle her breasts as she sucked me dry, just letting myself go in the moment. I could see that Walt was getting even more erect, but before he could get up and step up behind Silvi, Carol stood up. She just took over, backed onto his lap, staring right at Silvi and I as she lowered herself onto Walt. He settled back, still staring right between Silvi's outspread legs. I could see it clearly, her swollen lips slid out and over him, he began to slide inside, then she settled down, both of them facing me. Walt was pinned and could not move much, Carol just lifted and dropped, pumping away. I watched her pussy actually seem to reach down, grip, and suck as she lifted up. This woman had control! Walt's balls tightened, and then he went off inside her. That did it, I was done, I came in Silvi's familar mouth. We dressed, as we prepared to leave, Walt looked up. "We will see you in your office tomorrow afternoon." I just nodded, Silvi and I left. The damn phone was ringing again as we got to the Limo. Silvi picked up. "All done?" "Yes, thank you, Stan." She hung up, smiled at my questioning look. "Plan B." I let it go, she would tell me in good time. Silvi and I sat in my office the next day, I have to admit I was worried. Walt and Dale were nice and late too, which didn't help my mood at all. Finally they arrived, I asked again what their figure was. They quoted a number that I knew we could not match with current operations, I told them so. I was waiting for Silvi to hop in here, I was losing this deal, knew it. It became obvious that we were not going to hit terms, Walt and Dale stood up to go. We shook hands, I mentioned something about seeing what we could do in the future. Then Silvi stepped in. "Gentlemen, the price is $33.00/unit, delivery in 3 weeks from payment date, 250,000 count, 50% prepaid before production, balance COD." Walt looked at her blank, so did I. "We can't...." Walt started. "Yes you can. Your other supplier? We own that company. Their price is the same." she smiled. I looked at her in shock, sat back down. Walt had an expression of disbelief, he pulled out a cell phone, dialed. "$33.00, both suppliers." "Yes." "OK." He hung up, looked at me, then Silvi. He had respect in his eyes. He reached for her hand, shook it, then mine. I handed him the contract, keeping a solid straight face as he, then Dale, both signed it. "Done, payment by courier in 3 days." They left. I looked at Silvi. "How the hell?" "Stan. He is a stockbroker. I had him research the company in Taiwan. It is a small Corporation, publically owned. We bought controlling interest last night." "Now how do we pay for that?" "This contract covers it all, capital left over. This almost doubles our production. You see, they couldn't produce 250,000 in 3 weeks, either." I blinked. "They now own 40%, we own 60%. We control the market. I put up 40% of our operations, we buy them out in 90 days. Our stock should grow 25% when the news breaks." "That was risky." "Yes, I know. That is why I couldn't tell you." "Who is Stan?" "Old friend." It was beginning to hit me now. "How did you know how to hire those ladies?" Her eyes were soft, frightened, as she looked at me. "I used to work for the agency." Her eyes dropped, she almost couldn't look at me. "You were a...?" "Yes." "And Stan?" "I promised him a favor." "What I think it is?" "Yes." "Do you love me?" "Yes, it's all for us!" Tears showed in her eyes, her lip quivered. I realized she was frightened at how I would react. I took her in my arms and held her. "So when is this Stan deal." "Whenever I want. Will you come? Carol is his wife, Stan also owns the agency." "How do you know Carol?" "We were partners when we worked for the agency." "Boy, do we need to talk!" She smiled as I cuddled her in my arms. So much I didn't know about this amazing woman. I had a feeling I was going to find out. MGM