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Executive Privilege Ch. 01

By: Keat



The author gratefully acknowledges the editorial assistance LadyCibelle and WhiteWave48.

Executive Privilege 1 – The Arrangement 

The lounge at the posh Creekside Hotel was spacious and offered several secluded alcove tables. Ann Darcy had reserved one of these on the mid level that gave her a view of the entrance from the privacy created by a tall curved wall almost encircling the table for two. She had spent the past two days thinking through the conversation she was about to have with Lisa Cardin; a conversation about the possible future of Lisa and her husband, Jim, at Andra Corporation.

Ann settled herself into her chair, arranging the neckline of the low cut silk blouse she had chosen to wear with her understated, soft gray designer suit. Her deep burgundy imported leather heels perfectly matched the color of the lipstick she was nervously checking, even now, in a discreet gold compact flipped out of her color coordinated leather clutch. She had swept her blond hair into a smooth, classic style. Although Lisa Cardin was Ann's close friend, today's meeting was not to be a personal one. This time it was all about Andra. 

Andra Corporation was doing particularly well at the moment, especially since the death of its founder. After his death, the board of directors and Executive management of Andra had purchased the company from the founder's estate. In the years that followed they had transformed the company into one of the most profitable in the country. Each member had become a millionaire many times over. Intelligence, hard work and a lifestyle that promoted stable marriages and avoided many of the distractions that often sidetrack successful men were the hallmarks of this success. The lifestyle favored by the board, however, did involve a highly unconventional arrangement. 

Early on, the men acknowledged to one another that in order to devote themselves to Andra, they needed to find a way to avoid the complications and time consuming distractions to which men, driven to the highest levels of performance, were often prone. They needed a better outlet for their high sex drives than conventional clandestine love affairs. Secret affairs disrupted business and personal life and all too often ended in embarrassment and expense to the executive and his employer. They developed a different way; more satisfying and convenient for Andra's executives with none of the usual disruption to their personal and business lives. Better for them and better for Andra. 

There were five members of the Board of directors and five members of Executive management team. Each man was married. There were 40 members of senior management in this company that employed over 20,000. This company almost always promoted from within. Accordingly, the mid management ranks provided the candidates for vacant senior management positions. In turn, the senior managers provided candidates for vacant Executive management positions.

Lisa, 26, was married to Jim Cardin, a potentially rising mid manager at Andra Corporation. Jim, at 35, was currently eligible for promotion to a senior management position. Ann Darcy's husband, Kevin, 44, had been a senior manager for the past eight years. 

Ann had been asked to explain the "arrangement" to Lisa and if she accepted the arrangement, to become her mentor. If Lisa decided to become a part of the arrangement, her husband would be promoted. If not, Jim could stay at Andra without promotion or leave with a sizable exit compensation arrangement designed to ensure that tonight's conversation would remain forever private. As Ann was meeting with Lisa at their country club, Kevin would be explaining the arrangement to Jim. 

Ann and Kevin had known the Cardins for several years. There was an 18 year age difference between Kevin and Lisa, but Jim and Ann were the same age which seemed to balance out the age issue. Through dinners at one another's homes, membership in the same country club and shared vacations they had become fast friends. Kevin and Jim played golf together. Ann suspected that their close relationship to the Cardins was the reason she and Kevin had been selected for this assignment. 

Ann saw Lisa enter the lounge where she was immediately greeted by the Captain and led to Ann's private table. 

Lisa had obviously sensed something unsettling about Ann's invitation to meet at such a classy establishment. Ann noted that Lisa had dressed discretely in navy, but the dress was short and revealing and the tight gold chain belt and gold strappy heels reflected her tendency to entice rather than impress. She had applied her make-up rather too exactingly, giving her face a stark appearance uncharacteristic of her normally relaxed style, and her long dark hair had lost its usual bounce, flattened by too much brushing as she tried to find a style to suit the occasion.

Ann had read the Cardin file and knew more about Lisa than her friend could possibly imagine. Of course she was in possession of everything she had learned from her close friendship with Lisa, but now she was aware that company records showed her to be educated, intelligent, a moderate drinker, a closet smoker and an accomplished musician. 

"Hi Lisa." Ann rose to give her a familiar hug as she came to table.

"Ann. Something must be up if we're having drinks at Creekside," Lisa said with a raised eyebrow as she greeted her friend. Jim had told Lisa that tonight's meeting was an important and necessary final step to securing the promotion they both had been dreaming of. If "they" got this promotion, Jim would double his already generous salary and become eligible for sizeable bonuses and stock options. Jim would also enter the pool of senior managers eligible for promotion to the Executive management level. Whatever this was about and though she was with her best friend, Lisa did not want to blow this meeting.

They ordered drinks and chatted about the day's activities. Ann tried to be casual as she deliberately worked in references to their vacation home and three week summer vacations, usually in Europe. Lisa, familiar with it all, listened patiently hoping she was listening to a description of things to come for Jim and her. When they ordered their second round, Ann told her that she had been a part of earning what the Darcys now enjoyed.

That Lisa did not know. "How did you contribute?" Lisa asked.

The Arrangement

"Lisa, my contribution is very personal. Under the arrangement, like the spouses of all the senior managers, I am available to the Executives. Usually the times we are together are arranged in advance more or less convenient to our family schedule. I usually get a call about once a month. From time to time there are long weekends, usually out of town and often in some of the finest resort areas in the world. I visit the spa of my choice with everything paid for from a personal trainer to every aspect of personal grooming. "Except for the arrangement, I haven't worked since Kevin was promoted to senior manager, leaving me more time with our family and more free time for myself. Kevin works very reasonable hours and is paid far more than we ever dreamed he would be paid. Even if he's not promoted to Executive management, we will be able to retire in comfort well before he is 50." 

Ann paused to see how this was sinking in.

"What do you mean by you are available to the Executives?" Lisa asked, fearing she already knew the answer.

"The senior managers are married to attractive women, most of whom are considerably younger than their husbands, like you and me. All of the seniors and their spouses are available to the Executives and their spouses. It's referred to as Executive Privilege. In practice however, it is the women who get called out unless one of the Executives has a point to make or his wife wants some entertainment of her own.

"The Executives will call you for one reason only. Sex." Ann said bringing things to a point and watching Lisa blush to her chest. "In order for your husband to be promoted, he has to have proven potential in the business and have an attractive wife, preferably a younger wife. Both must be agreeable to the arrangement. As we speak Kevin is having this same conversation with Jim." Ann sensed Lisa was nearly overwhelmed by what had been laid out before her. Ann, now Jim's age, 35, had felt the same way eight years ago. This evening there was no point in trying to be more specific. She was comfortable that Lisa understood the general nature of the arrangement. 

"You're a whore," Lisa said quietly.

Ann paused. She knew the score. Still, she was stung by Lisa's blunt comment. 

"Yes. You will be too if you get into this, and your husband will be a consenting cuckold. The Executives are generally pleasant, treat you commensurate with your status, leave no permanent marks and inflict no extreme pain. They will from time to time remind you of your status and duties under the arrangement. It's not romantic. It has none of the emotions of a love affair. It can be humiliating and sometimes degrading. 

"Look Lisa, you don't have to do this. No one has to do it. If you don't, Jim won't be promoted but he will not be thrown out of the company. He will still be treated well, just not nearly as well as you would be treated if you accept the promotion. If you decide to do it and things are not satisfactory, you can leave the arrangement and Jim his position at Andra. Each of you will then be paid generous exit compensation the size of which is dependent on how long you have participated. Once in, very few elect to leave the arrangement. 

"For tonight this is about enough. You and Jim need to talk things over. If you decide to accept the arrangement, I will be your mentor unless you want one of the other senior wives for your mentor," Ann said. Almost everything was now on the table.

"One more thing Lisa. Only senior managers are eligible for promotion to the Executive level. Most won't make it. In fact if Kevin doesn't make it this year, we'll be out of the running. No big deal. Even if we don't get the promotion, we could retire in comfort right now. Everything we have put into the arrangement will be well worth what we get out of it. We have no regrets. If Kevin does get the promotion, things move to a much higher level. I sometimes think of that when I have a mouthful of some Executive's semen and my ass is still sore from his last fuck. It is made very clear that the level of service provided by a senior's wife is a major factor in the Executive promotion decision. For that reason, I put out my best on every call. And I do it with a smile. If you and Jim accept the arrangement, I encourage you to do the same," Ann concluded. 

"Thank you Ann." Lisa was speaking carefully now. "I need some time to think, and like you say, I need to talk to Jim. If we do decide to accept the promotion, what comes next?" Lisa asked.

"A brief interview, after which you will be photographed, then some simple in house blood work and a physical exam. If those go well, Jim will receive his promotion along with all of the others next month at the promotion reception. After that you will immediately feel the tangible benefits of the promotion. Lisa, I can tell you this. Most of the senior wives readily admit that their interest in sex has never been higher. Most, like me, usually climax several times during a session. Lisa, in the arrangement, there is a lot of freedom for a woman to explore herself and have some fun."

The Cuckold

Jim drove home from his meeting with Kevin with mixed feelings. It was a rush knowing he was being considered for promotion and all that would come with it. The thought that his wife would be sexually servicing the Executive officers of the company was very disturbing. He and Lisa were not sexual prudes. Both had experience with others before marriage. In the right mood, Lisa was game for almost anything. In the right place, Lisa could be a bit of an exhibitionist. This would be different. 

Kevin had made clear to him what would be expected of Lisa; no holds barred sex, sometimes with more than one Executive at a time. Kevin told him that unless Lisa kept it from him, he would know which men she had been with; in fact, most of the time Lisa would be entertaining the Executives in her own bedroom. The senior couple is expected to mutually acknowledge the Executive's dominant position and privilege and their own subordinate status. 

Jim also learned that he would be available to any of the Executives or their wives on the same basis as Lisa. Kevin pointed out this was not usual. By and large the Executives preferred to have the women to themselves. But, Kevin admitted he had been required to suck the cock of each of the Executives and had been fucked on a number of occasions. 

"From time to time they just like to remind everyone who's in charge. At other times, the Executive's wife will be involved taking her own pleasure." Kevin told him. "Jim, compared to what Lisa would be putting out, believe me, you can deal with it."

Under the circumstances, occasionally the senior men would be permitted some relief of their own. Young paid professionals were retained on an exclusive basis for that purpose. Each couple dealt with that issue themselves. Senior boys night out becomes something to look forward to, Kevin assured Jim.

The Cardins Make Their Decision 

Jim poured himself a scotch and waited for Lisa, weighing his conflicting emotions. He thought about Kevin's beautiful wife Ann, Allie Voit, the slender Mary Ann Martin and the wives of the other senior managers - each standing by to spread her legs at the call of any of the Executives - each senior married couple trading the sexual services of the wife for a promotion and shot at becoming an Executive couple themselves. When he heard Lisa pull into the garage, he prepared her vodka martini. 

Lisa accepted her cocktail gratefully. 

"Well, I had quite a conversation with Ann this afternoon and I know you talked with Kevin about the same topic. This is pretty overwhelming. What do you think?" Lisa started.

"I like the idea of the promotion but I don't want to share you with any other man. We can make our way just fine without that," Jim said.

"We are not going to be able to have our cake and eat it too. If we want the promotion and the benefits, the arrangement, as they put it, is part of the package. You've done a lot for us Jim. You put us in the position of having a choice. I don't like the idea of those men using me but I do want to make a contribution to your career, our career, our future," Lisa responded. Lisa was presenting the other side of the argument, trying to make it seem fair, trying to see reason in the whole arrangement. 

They talked about the senior managers and their wives, truly amazed that this arrangement was going on around them and they had been unawares. They were both excited about the prospect of a promotion for Jim. They giggled at the thoughts of some of the younger, more reserved young wives putting out for the older Executives.

"Let's sleep on this, but before we do, why don't we get more comfortable upstairs," Lisa suggested smiling at her husband's obvious erection.

Their lovemaking was complete but did not end with the relaxed satisfaction they were used to. They both went to sleep knowing that day after tomorrow, they would have to give their final answer.

The next night they went around and around the same issues for hours, alternating between a resolve to reach out and grasp the golden ring and the fear of the consequences of doing so. Finally, Lisa was willing to take a stand.

"I'm willing. I know what it means but, if you still want me as a partner and wife, we can get through the arrangement. There will be almost 40 other women in the same position I will be in. Their husbands are each in your position. The wife of every one of the Executives has done what will be required of me. Every one of the Executives has done his time as a cuckold. Apparently there is a high degree of long term satisfaction with the system. If you're in, I'm game," Lisa said with more confidence than she really had.

Jim paused. Looking at his wife, he sealed their pact. "OK. Let's do it. If we don't like it, we leave, benefits or not." 

The Interview

Around noon the next day, Ann called Lisa and offered her congratulations. 

"To stay on schedule, you need to have your interview and photographs this afternoon or in the morning. I can come with you if you like. That's up to you," Ann told her. 

"I'd like you to come, Ann. You're my best friend. This afternoon seems a bit sudden but I can make arrangements and be ready by two o'clock. What do you think?" Lisa replied. 

"Great. Shower and dress for business. For the photographs you'll need some bedroom attire. Jim's favorites, not yours. I'll bring a couple of my outfits. You can use if you like them. I'll pick you up at two o'clock." Ann left it to her.

Lisa was nervous but her familiar grey business suit gave her confidence as they entered the studio. The receptionist immediately directed them to an office down the hall. Ann and the woman in the office greeted one another. Lisa was introduced to Neva Lohr, a staff member to the Executives. They took their seats around a coffee table. After the usual pleasantries, Neva picked up a clip board and started. Lisa was asked about her health, exercise patterns and personal grooming. Then Neva put a small tape recorder on the table and handed Lisa her own clipboard. 

"Lisa, the next questions are important. Be sure of your answers. No one answer will disqualify the promotion. Rather, all of your answers, taken together, will determine how you are graded. Please answer each question clearly and initial you response on your clipboard." Neva spoke reassuringly but in measured tones.

There followed a long series of questions about sex acts and her willingness to participate. Lisa had expected to confirm her willingness to most of what was asked. Some were beyond her experience. On those, Ann was there to help. Lisa affirmatively gave her consent to what she could be required do. Finally it was over. 

"How about a drink?" Neva asked. Both women were grateful for an afternoon cocktail as they strolled to the photographic studio.

The Shoot

The studio was set up as a bedroom. The photographer was an attractive woman who made clear, without actually saying so, that she had done this before. She invited Lisa to a chair beside the bed and to make herself comfortable. A fresh cocktail was offered and accepted by both Lisa and Ann. Alcohol was clearly a significant lubricant in the smooth running of this part of the procedure. 

"Lisa. We will start with you gradually undressing before the camera. Undress as you would before a new lover. These images will be in a portfolio that will be furnished to the Executives for their use in making personal selections. They have comparable images of every senior wife, including of course, Ann. There is no point in being shy here. You are expected to display yourself fully for the men who will be using you. If you are unwilling, please tell me now and you will save us all a waste of time," the photographer explained as she started to take her light readings on Lisa. 

"I'm ready," replied Lisa, taking a deep pull on her vodka martini.

"Fine. Please take a look at a couple of the portfolios on the computer monitor at the desk so you will have a better idea of what is expected. 

Ann moved with Lisa over to the monitor. From the menu Lisa selected a senior wife that she remembered from a couple of the company parties, Allie Voit. The first few images showed the petite woman in stages of undress from street clothes. With her bra off, the next image was of her pinching one of her wide nipples of her small breasts with one hand while the other was dipped into her panties. Once on the bed, the photographer captured her masturbation, ending with Allie in unmistakable orgasm. 


Executive Privilege Ch. 01



As she watched these images, Lisa could feel her nipples were erect and she was soaking wet. She felt the familiar twinge that started in the back of her vagina. She could see Allie photographed in a bustier with garter and stockings. Her breasts and vulva were bare as she posed in various positions of sexual submission and invitation. Fully naked Allie was on her back with her elbows hooked around her knees, holding herself up; her hands spreading her slit - cunt hole and anus fully displayed – an open invitation by this young wife for carnal sex. 

Lisa went back to the index, and reading from the top down soon came to "Ann Darcy." Ann saw the cursor pause on her name.

"Go ahead Lisa. Why not?" Ann said.

Lisa moved quickly through the strip series but slowed on the shots of Ann's masturbation and orgasm. Lisa felt herself flooding her panties. She couldn't believe her eyes. This stunningly beautiful blonde was displaying herself like a slut in a men's magazine....just like she was about to do herself. She clicked forward to the bedroom positions section. Ann wore a semi sheer red teddy fastened only at her neck. In almost every pose, Ann's breasts and soft blond bush were exposed. Lisa gasped at an image of Ann on her hands and knees looking back over her shoulder, parting her own wet labia in a brazen invitation for sex. Lisa heard Ann take a deep breath as she took in her own pornographic image.

"Seen enough to get the idea?" the photographer asked.

"Yes. I think I have the idea," Lisa replied carefully. Her heart was thumping hard but she tried to look confident. She knew that their financial prospects would be primed on how well she performed today.

"Great. Let's get going then. Please remove your jacket... slowly." 

Ann had settled into a chair behind the camera. She knew what was about to unfold. 

Lisa bent to remove her pumps. 

"Leave the shoes on honey," the photographer said with an arched eyebrow. 

Lisa slowly stripped to the directions of the photographer. Having Ann watch was embarrassing and yet a turn on at the same time. Her sheer panties were soaked and she was sure they were not concealing her erect clit. Fully stripped, she felt more exposed than she had ever felt in her life. 

But Lisa was in the hands of two experts. They seemed almost to be working together. Before she could think to resist, they had her comfortably stretched out on the bed.

"All right sweetheart, time to go for the big 'O'. Any position you want. We don't have all afternoon so, no slow hand today," the photographer urged.

The other women could smell Lisa's musk. Ann moved her chair closer to the bed and watched Lisa spread her legs and bring up her knees. 

"Hold. OK. Now spread your lips before you get into it. I want to see your clit and your hole," the photographer instructed.

Lisa spread her hair and pulled up on her mound to bring her clitoris out. She knew it could not be missed. It was quite prominent when erect and it was erect to the point of bursting this afternoon. She moved her hands down her vulva to the clicking of the shutter, pulling her full lips out and then wide to the side. Lower she spread herself and relaxed her vagina, going for an open hole. 

"Wonderful. Very hot. OK. Now, jerk yourself off Lisa." the photographer directed.

Lisa stopped short. She had felt quite comfortable posing in front of Ann and this woman with the camera – in fact she realized how much 

she had enjoyed displaying herself. Showing the most private parts of her body had been nothing to fear after all. But those words - jerk yourself off Lisa - they were so sudden, so shocking, especially coming from a woman she didn't know. Lisa would have to get her mind back on track. 

Then she remembered those photographs of Ann, especially that one of Ann parting her labia and looking at the camera in such an inviting manner. A rush of lust now overcame her shame about masturbating in front of her friend. Lisa strummed her clit to a fever pitch. The wet sounds of her movements were no distraction but rather added to her arousal, knowing both women were listening as well as watching her self pleasure. Lisa broke into a sweat under the hot lights of the studio and self induced passion. As she approached her release, Lisa started softly grunting, sounds that her husband knew signaled her upcoming climax.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh!" Lisa announced her orgasm, her hips bucking against her hand.

"Spread," the photographer snapped.

Still coming, Lisa reached down and spread herself giving the woman an unobstructed view of her clenching cunt. 

Ann brought over a warm towel and gently placed it between Lisa's legs. Ann cleaned her up and then wiped off her hands. "Good job Lisa. That was very hot," Ann said quietly. "I'm soaking wet myself just watching you." 

Recovered and still naked, Lisa joined Ann at the table for a fresh drink while the photographer straightened things up for the final part of the shoot.

"Those men are going to be creaming in their pants over some of those pictures," Ann said with a wry smile. "You're going to do just fine with this. I told you it would be fun once you got into it, and you sure got into it."

"I've never done that in front of anyone, including Jim. I'm sure the Executives will think I am a real slut," Lisa answered.

"Lisa, the sooner you accept your status, the easier things will be for you. In this next shoot, just think of one of these sophisticated men with his rock hard cock in his hand. Pose to invite an immediate fuck. That is what they expect and that's what they are paying for," Ann explained.

For her set of position poses, Lisa settled on Ann's black crotchless panties and matching open top bra. With a couple of martinis and a fine orgasm under her belt, Lisa comfortably moved through the familiar positions. They were finishing with doggy. Lisa was in the position but the slit in her panties combined with her bush did not give an unobstructed view of her vulva. 

"Ann would you mind getting her arranged so I can get this shot and we can all get out of here?" the photographer asked.

"Sure. Glad to," Ann replied as she walked to the bed. She slipped off her dress and joined Lisa on the bed. "Head down, ass up girlie," she coaxed Lisa with a smile.

Ann reached around and ran two fingers through her slit from hole to clit to get a good part in her hair. She took her sweet time coming off Lisa's clit, eliciting a groan from her friend. She used her other hand to spread the slit in her panties. Ann then spread Lisa from clit to asshole. The photographer came in close. Ann's hands exposed Lisa's splayed vulva and anus. 

As she moved her hands to the new position, Ann dipped her fingers into Lisa's dripping hole and began to dance her fingertips up and down her clit shaft, flickering lightly in a teasingly random fashion. Ann moved one hand to Lisa's ass and confidently tapped one finger on the center her anus. Lisa gasped as a shot of heat hit her asshole. Totally disarmed by the unexpectedness of this action, she gave her mind to the new sensation, dimly aware that she could feel her juices running down her thighs. She reached for her own nipples, pinching and twisting them in self pleasure. Ann dipped into her hole for some more moisture and then used a finger on each side of the clit, alternately stroking and then lightly tickling her highly sensitive clitoral erection. 

The shutter clicked and clicked. The men who would be using her would look at these pictures. So would their wives. They would all be interested in the newbies. 

Then Lisa felt Ann's fingers settle more firmly on her clit. Ann knew what she was doing. With expert fingertips, Ann stroked Lisa's protruding clitoris, tormenting her so exquisitely that she had her on the edge again and making those familiar orgasmic noises once more. Ann pulled her sheath back now fully exposing the end of her shaft. With two firm flicks on the end of the red and swollen nub, Ann pushed her friend over the top.

"Ahhhhhhhh." Lisa came again, masturbated by her best friend, vagina and anus clutching and releasing as she hunched her pelvis like a bitch in heat.

"Thank you Ann. I needed that." Lisa smiled, moaning in satisfaction.

"Hey. That's what friends are for," Ann returned with a wink.

The deed was done, and so easily – even before she had taken her first customer. Lisa had sold herself to the company.

Stirrups

Neva had joined the session as it was underway unobtrusively watching from a chair positioned to give her a good view of the pornographic subject. She walked over to the bed and offered her congratulations to Lisa for setting her inhibitions aside this afternoon. Handing her a soft cotton robe she explained that the medical exam would be brief and the doctor was ready if she was. Ann told her she would wait on the set as Lisa slipped on the robe and followed Neva down to hall an into a modern, comfortably warm and well lit medical examination room. 

The female physician explained that she had read her medical history and the detailed information Neva had supplied. Lisa noticed Neva washing her hands in the nearby sink. The doctor asked her to disrobe and have a seat on the examination table. She took her vital signs and sounded her chest and proceeded with a breast examination. Neva repeated the breast examination as coolly as she had conducted her interview. Despite the comfortably warm temperature, her nipples became erect. 

When the doctor raised the stirrups and patted the end of the table, Lisa knew the time had come for the embarrassing part. She slid down as Neva gently helped her place her feet in the stirrups. With the doctor, gloved and in position on her stool, Neva brought the K-Y jelly and speculum over on a tray. Lisa noted she had gloved as well. 

All three women chuckled when the doctor commented that Lisa was already well lubricated. When the doctor had finished her digital exam, Neva made her own, no less thorough and professional than the doctor's. Lisa was relieved that the speculum had been warmed and tried to relax as it was inserted and then expanded. It seemed a wider stretch than she had experienced before – "Perhaps the recent exercise?" She was swabbed and examined again. Once the speculum was removed both women gave her rectum a digital exam. Neva thoughtfully wiped her vulva and anus clean and it was over. 

As she and Ann were about to leave, Neva gave her some literature on diet and personal hygiene. She explained the high fruit content, no caffeine diet was designed to make her vaginal juices mild and pleasant tasting as well as take into account that she would engage in anal sex. Ann assured her the diet and hygiene tips were beneficial and that she always switched to the diet as soon as she got a call.

That night Jim related his own interview with Neva and his photo session. Lisa was not surprised that he had been required to masturbate to orgasm. She told him that on the way home from her photo session Ann had informed her of the date for their first major social event as active members of the Arrangement; a reception for the newly promoted senior managers and their wives to be held one week from Saturday night. A private affair at the Chairman's mansion.

"Now there's a party for a girl to look forward to..." Ann had said. 



Executive Privilege Ch. 02



Executive Privilege Ch. 02 

The author gratefully acknowledges the editorial assistance of LadyCibelle and WhiteWave48.

These installments build on character development and a theme or plot. To enhance your personal enjoyment of this installment, the reader is encouraged to first read Executive Privilege Ch. 01 - The Arrangement.

The New Senior Managers

Six men were being promoted to senior manager this year. At a formal reception, Lisa and the other five wives of the newly promoted senior managers would be introduced to each of the Executives and their wives. The day before the party, Jim's boss, Clinton Santini, handed him a box.

"This is for Lisa. Each of the wives of the newly promoted seniors will be wearing one. It makes for easy identification and marks her new status," Clinton told him. 

Jim opened the box to find a simple scarlet ribbon collar with gold clasps...

Ann had talked with Lisa for days about what Lisa should wear to the reception. 

"There's always a lot of black and red at these things," Ann explained. "At this point, I've got enough black minis and red dresses for a life time. Sexy expensive pleases them as well. They want to see you dressed provocatively and since we'll be in the privacy of the Chairman's mansion tonight, you can go as far as you want. Believe me, there will be no objections from anyone if you get a bit carried away."

The night of the party Jim watched his wife dress for the occasion. Lisa had decided against panties or even a thong or G-string. She was concerned that any underwear would interfere with the look of the dress she had selected for the occasion. It was arousing watching his wife step into a long, slinky black dress. Four-inch-wide slits ran to the top of her hip on each side. 

He noticed that she approached the task with considerable seriousness, given the significance of this event in their lives, but he also saw the little smile on her lips and the sparkle in her eye as she checked the development of her new and unfamiliar appearance in the mirror. Jim missed nothing as he watched.

No imagination was needed to know she had skipped the panties and as she walked around the bedroom, the flow and cut of the dress offered generous glimpses of her buttocks and thighs - and occasionally, her bush. The open-bodice semi-sheer halter plunged in a V to just above her navel. The dress provided an erotic display of her firm breasts, ass and shapely, bare legs. 

Jim had never seen his wife wear platform stiletto heels. Tonight he watched her strap on six-inch scarlet red stilettos with one-inch platforms. Lisa wore her dark hair in a French bun. Scarlet lipstick and her favorite perfume strategically placed made the look and feel she wanted almost complete. 

Now that Lisa was feeling more relaxed about cooperating in every way with the rules of the arrangement, she found herself looking forward to having this powerful group of men check her out this evening. She wondered how she would compare to the other women in the stable. It was time to show she was one of them – time to put on the scarlet collar. 

"Jim. Would you help me with my collar?" Lisa asked looking in the mirror at him standing behind her. She watched her husband place the scarlet collar around her neck and fix it in place with the golden clasps. She stood for a moment, staring at the collar – a bright red slash round her neck. She put her hand to her throat and touched it, then she softened, looked across at Jim's reflection and smiled, her eyes glowing as she felt his touch. 

"You look like a million dollars baby," Jim whispered in her ear, pressing his erection to her back.

"I certainly hope so, or at least something along the lines of a few thousand dollars a night," Lisa playfully replied, wiggling her ass on his hardness.

The Darcys picked them up on time. When Lisa crossed her legs in the limo, the slits caused the soft, slinky material to ride high up to her waist. As usual, Kevin had his eyes all over her. Lisa had never gotten used to being ogled by Kevin, the husband of her best friend. She attributed some of it to the 18 year age difference between them. Tonight Kevin made no attempt to conceal his examination of her legs and breasts. Perhaps Kevin thought her new status invited such liberty. Not in her book. That was reserved for the Executives. She gave him a raised eyebrow and a frown but let him look, comfortable that he was in no position to touch. 

Ann was such a stunningly beautiful woman; she would look good in anything. Tonight she wore a blue sequined party dress cut above mid thigh. The bodice like Lisa's was semi sheer. Bra-less, Ann's wide areolas and thick nipples were visible on her firm breasts. The short cut dress showed off the legs of a woman who took the time to shape them in the gym. Ann smiled at Jim's attention. 

The limo pulled up to the Chairman's mansion. They were greeted at the door by Neva and to the sounds of a string quartet. Neva directed them toward a large room already full of people engaged in laughter and high-spirited social intercourse. 

The men were in black tie and the senior women all dressed to attract attention - new senior wives easy to spot in scarlet collars - Executive men in gold bow ties and matching gold studs and cuff links - Executive wives, in a class above, in elegant evening gowns. It was mixture of sophisticated style and decadence.

Jim and Lisa knew several of the senior couples socially but had never met most. They had no idea of who else was getting promoted to senior management. Tonight they knew they were going to see all of the senior wives and those newly promoted dressed as more or less like Lisa and Ann. They were unprepared for the sight of forty women dressed for sex casually sipping cocktails and conversing while the Executives and other senior husbands and wives took their time taking in their personal charms. 

Having the men and, for that matter, the women, check her out was a bit unsettling at first. She and 39 other women were displayed for selection as surely as if they had been lined up in a madam's parlor in Las Vegas. Those wearing the scarlet collar came in for even closer examination. 

The women were adorned with color and material designed to reveal, tease and arouse. Hot pants and cami tops. Slit dresses. Semi-sheer gowns. What a menagerie. Lisa pointed out one of her bridge partners, in the required crimson collar, but outfitted in chaps, a red thong and a leather bra open at the nipples. This would be something to chat about with her at next week's card game. 

The Darcys proceeded to introduce Lisa and Jim to the people they did not already know. Lisa was self conscious that as she was engaged in social introductions, many strolled over and took a good look from a distance of a few feet. 

"Mr. Chairman, may I introduce you to Lisa and Kevin Cardin?" Kevin smoothly greeted the Chairman of the Board.

"It would be my pleasure to meet this attractive couple. You look lovely Mrs. Cardin, and congratulations to you Jim. I'm glad you decided to step up and be a part of the senior management team." 

At 54, the Chairman was handsome and fit - and such a well spoken gentleman. Lisa didn't mind at all as he took a good look at her breasts and prominent erect nipples pushing the thin fabric of her dress. Jim noticed the Chairman made no pretense of doing otherwise. A lump formed in Jim's throat as the full reality hit him that this was no longer game of fantasy between he and Lisa; no longer a hypothetical issue. Soon, the Chairman and nine other men were going to be fucking his wife on a regular basis. For money, and no other reason, Jim became acutely aware that he was pimping his young wife to his corporate superiors. 

The guys went to the bar for drinks, leaving Ann and Lisa chatting. Lisa could not get over how the senior wives casually and brazenly flaunted themselves, not only to the Executives but to some of the senior managers as well. Ann explained it was a combination of entertainment expected by the Executives and speculation on the part of the senior wives as to which senior managers may be getting close to promotion to Executives. They watched one young woman blatantly rub her breasts back and forth across the arm of a man Ann pointed out as a Board member. The shocking part was the Executive's wife and the senior woman's husband carried on a conversation while watching the arousing display.

A trio of senior couples came over and were introduced by Ann. Two of the men moved to get a better look at her ass. She blushed deeply as the one of the women and Ann openly compared notes on a couple of their recent coital relationships. Soon no doubt she would have similar liaisons to share with her friend. 

Ann groaned inwardly as she spotted the pudgy Chief Financial Officer making his way to them. Ann knew from personal experience that Jamie Elkin was demanding and demeaning. She also knew he was a key decision maker. 

"Lisa. Pudgy as he is, the Executive I'm going to introduce you to next is an important man," Ann whispered.

"Mr. Elkin, let me introduce Lisa Cardin," said Ann, greeting him with a forced smile. 

"Well Mrs. Cardin you certainly chose a dress to show off those lovely tits of yours," Jamie said to Lisa's breasts. 

Lisa felt him strip her nude with his eyes. For a moment she was ashamed of the way she was flaunting herself in her revealing dress. In the same moment she felt her clit twitch as she watched him stare at the space between her legs. Lisa imagined what she would look like sprawled naked on the floor before him, legs spread, readily offering herself to be used sexually by this not so attractive man. She felt the wetness between her legs move to the top of her inner thighs as he broke his stare. 

"I look forward to seeing more of you Mrs. Cardin," he said as he turned and walked away. Lisa took a deep breath. As she looked at Ann, Lisa knew they both realized that she had just been appraised as if she were a piece of meat at the market.

"Get used to it Lisa. To them they're paying a premium for select cuts of meat," Ann said as if she had been reading Lisa's mind.

Kevin explained to Jim that this was the one time a year they got to see the other senior wives dressed for work so to speak. "No harm in taking a good look. It's fully expected. And there are some good lookers out there. Look at the tits on Allie Voit," Kevin said, nodding toward her.

Allie's raven hair hung just below her shoulders. She wore a black evening skirt, slit to her hip. The black, open tip shelf bra supporting her generous breasts made her one of the most provocatively dressed women in the room. Allie caught them looking and walked over, rolling her hips seductively. 

"See anything you like Kevin?" she teased as she moved close enough for the men to catch the scent of her perfume. Jim noticed her nipples were becoming erect as she stood between them. 

Kevin introduced her to Jim. Kevin complimented her on her choice of outfit. Looking around, Jim said the scene reminded him of a candy store. 

Allie spoke up. "No shit. And everyone in the room wants a key to the store. I'm sure you've thought about it Kevin, every senior wife in the room available to spread her legs for you. Me included of course. Not to mention the money. You and Ann just might make it. If you're working as hard as Ann is, you guys have certainly got a chance." Allie looked Kevin square in the eye. "You'd like that wouldn't you Kevin. Calling me out. Sucking on the tits you've leered at since we first met. Taking me in my own bed like the Executives have taken Ann in yours for years."

Allie turned with a smile as she walked away leaving Kevin trying to catch his breath. 

The Darcys made it a point to introduce Lisa to each of the Executives. Presenting her, as it were, for their close perusal. Kevin's libido was in overdrive as he moved around the room with Lisa, watching her being exhibited time and time again in her revealing dress - the Executives studying her breasts, ass - looking for a glimpse between her legs. Kevin was fixated on the thought of bending her over and sliding his cock into her hot young slit. 

Kevin's lust for Lisa was not lost on Jim. He was trying to adjust to the fact that soon the Executives would be calling for his wife. He was unprepared for and uncomfortable with his friend's brazen interest in his wife. Promotion for Kevin was by no means assured. But, he thought back to Allie Voit's pointed comments. If Kevin did get the promotion, then Lisa would...he couldn't bring himself to complete the thought. 

By the end of the evening they were all pleasantly buzzed on champagne. The Darcys were genuinely happy for Jim and Lisa. In the limo on the way home they giggled about times to come. 

Lisa's First Outcall

On the Monday after the promotion party, Jim came home with the news that he had received the promised raise in salary and their first bonus check. When he handed it to her, Lisa gasped. They had never had so much money in one place at one time. That night they dined with the Darcy's at their favorite restaurant celebrating their new wealth. Ann and Kevin assured them this was only the beginning.

The next Saturday, Lisa was out on an errand when her cell rang. It was Jim's new boss, Clinton Santini. Lisa remembered him well from the promotion party. There was no small talk. Clinton came right to the point. He asked if she was available tonight. She knew the call would be coming. She was just startled that it had come so quickly and from Jim's boss. 

"Yes. I'm available tonight," Lisa replied.

"Great. The car will pick you up at 7:00. I'm glad you and Jim decided to be a part of the Andra team," he said, closing with a flat "Good bye."

When Jim got home from work he found Lisa in their bedroom, fresh from a shower. Lisa told him about the call as she slipped into a semi-sheer black thong.

"Who is it?" Jim asked nervously.

"Clinton Santini," Lisa answered, glancing at her husband to gage his reaction. Jim watched her adjust her breasts in an open-cup matching bra that left bare about a third of her breasts. In this bra, Lisa's elongated nipples pointed straight out from her breasts.

Clinton led Jim's team in their regular Friday morning conference group. Jim would be seeing him in the morning. He sighed as he watched Lisa carefully smooth black sheer stockings onto her shapely legs. He started to harden as she attached her garter straps. 

For her first outcall Lisa selected a slinky red dress cut high on her thighs. The neckline plunged to the bottom of her cleavage. She felt like wearing a red dress that night. Jim watched in muted nervousness as she strapped on new six-inch stiletto platforms. Lisa thought he was more nervous than she was. She had prepared herself for this and had been coached twice by Ann on what to expect. While he watched his young wife apply a crimson lip gloss he didn't try to pretend, even to himself, that she really didn't have to do this if she didn't want to. They both knew they had committed to the arrangement. Each silently remembered the money they had so joyfully celebrated earlier in the week. It was time to start paying the piper. 

"Clinton didn't say whether this would be overnight or not. Even if it's not all night, I suspect I'll be in late. No need to wait up," Lisa said to Jim as she put the final touches on her hair.

"I'll be up," was Jim's only reply. "I'd give you a kiss but I don't want to dull my gloss," Lisa said with a smile, squeezing her husband's hand.

The car came at seven to collect Lisa. It returned at one A.M. Lisa to drop her back at their house. She found Jim sleeping in their bedroom armchair. Lisa hesitated about waking her husband, but he stirred as she moved about the room.

"How was it?" he asked immediately noticing the hicky marks on her neck, the remains of lipstick smeared on her mouth and her knees exposed by large runs in her stockings.

"It was sex. I'm ready for bed," she said quietly, making no attempt to hide the marks from Jim. 

She undressed with her back to her husband, fully realizing that he would notice her reddened ass. She scrubbed her teeth, showered briefly and, naked, approached him in bed. She noted with relief his full erection. She saw him looking at the purple hicky marks on her breasts. 

Lisa knew this was a moment of truth. How they handled this would define how they were going to adjust to the arrangement. She slipped into bed. He leaned over her for a kiss. She had scrubbed the semen from her mouth but had not taken such care with her pussy or ass. Jim moved his hand to his wife's vulva. As usual, he started with her labia, finding them extended and somewhat swollen. One dip to her hole and Lisa knew he had confirmed his suspicions. 

Later he told her how he felt at that moment; that he was filled with both shame and lust. As he moved to her breasts she knew he was taking a closer look at the marks on her breasts. His boss had very intentionally marked her breasts and her ass. Lisa felt him hesitate. She knew she needed to help him through this as she had helped him through difficult situations in the past. She ran her fingers through his hair and then gently pushed his head lower. 

As Jim moved between her legs to her vulva, Lisa watched him catch the scent of semen. He looked to her eyes as he sucked her elongated labia into his mouth, flicking his tongue over her slippery and swelling lips. He slipped his tongue lower to her hole. Aroused, she was wetting herself anew, but retained the sperm of the man who had had his way with her a short time ago. 

For the first time, Jim then tasted the semen of another man. Lisa knew they had crossed a bridge, and moaned in appreciation of her husband's acceptance of what his superior had left within her. By now she knew Jim had to be engulfed by the smell and taste of semen, Clinton Santini's semen. 

Lisa could smell it herself. She knew he would want to know if things had gone further than her vagina. In trepidation, she felt him move lower. Lisa lifted her legs and hips and spread her own ass cheeks. There was nothing to be gained from trying to keep any part of this from her husband. His tongue sought her tight rosebud but instead found her hole loose and wet. Her anus was leaking the same cum he had tasted in her vagina. Jim had confirmed his status as a cuckold. 

Lisa watched her shamed husband, red in the face, move into position to mount her. She spread her legs and stroked him gently. She knew he was mentally going through some of what she had gone through for the past several hours. As he took her, Lisa knew he had to be acutely aware that she was unusually loose and wet. She pulled his head to her mouth.

"I love you. I hope you still love me," Lisa whispered in her husband's mouth. 

"Yes. You're still my wife," he responded as he experienced the new sensations of intercourse with his wife, after use by another man.

As they coupled, Lisa looked over his shoulder at the ceiling and wondered.... "Will things ever be the same?"

The next morning Jim watched Clinton move to the head of the table to conduct their usual Friday team conference. Clinton met his eyes, smiled, nodded his head and started the conference. Jim's only consolation was that the other men and women in the room did not know how thoroughly Clinton had used his wife the night before.

Just 18

Lisa had three calls in the two months following after the promotion party. One with Jim's boss. The other two Executives had been entertained in their home as Ann and Kevin had told them would be the case most of the time. Each time Jim had wanted sex when she had finished servicing the Executive. Ann told her that was a good sign of his adjustment to the arrangement and that she should accommodate him one way or the other. With that advice from her best friend, sore and tired as she was, Lisa made sure to take care of Jim before falling asleep.




Executive Privilege Ch. 02



Lisa didn't look forward to telling Jim that the plans they had made for a Friday night dinner with the Darcys would have to be reset. She broke it to him Thursday morning as he was getting ready to go to work. She explained that Clinton had called and she and Clinton would be joining Jamie Elkin and Allie Voit for the weekend at the Elkins' lake house.

"Clinton didn't know if we will come back on Saturday afternoon or Sunday. So both weekend nights are shot," Lisa explained. "Honey, why don't you call Neva and have her send over one of her girls. I saw a cute little strawberry blond in her office last month. Large breasts, very slim. She looked to me like she should still be in high school although we know she must be at least eighteen. This is new to both of us, you could have a little fun while I'm gone."

Jim smiled. "I've been wondering when I might get up enough nerve to call Neva. She can be a bit intimidating." 

"Go for it. I'll call her if you want and see if that little blond is available. Ann tells me she surprises Kevin with one of Neva's girls every once in a while when she's out on a call. I'll get in touch with Neva this morning," Lisa promised as Jim headed for the office.

They came back from the lake house on Saturday afternoon. When the limo pulled up in front of her house, Lisa gave Clinton a long kiss goodbye while he enjoyed a final grope of her breasts. She thanked him profusely for a wonderful time and told him she hoped to see him again soon.

Lisa was still in her working clothes and needed to shower and clean up. Well before she reached the open door of their upstairs bedroom she heard the sounds of a spirited coupling coming from their bed room. Pausing in the door frame she saw the little blond on her hands and knees, breasts swinging wildly below her while Jim gripped her slender hips and delivered a vigorous fuck from behind. Lisa caught the young woman's pleasant musky scent and smiled. She moved to catch Jim's eye. When he saw her standing there he froze for a moment but resumed with slow languid strokes once he saw her smile of approval. 

Earlier in the afternoon Jim had explained to Abby that his wife could return at any time and that it was actually his wife who had called Neva asking for her. When he told her that his wife was back and wanted to meet her, Abby looked toward Lisa.

"Hi. Mrs. Cardin. I'm Abby. Pleased to meet you. Would you mind if we finished. I know Jim needs to come again and I want another one too. My clitty is about to pop," Abby said sweetly as she pushed herself back on Jim's cock.

"You go right ahead. Take your time. And Jim, you be sure to take care of Abby. You know what she needs. If its OK with you two I'd like to hang around and watch you finish up," Lisa encouraged.

"Sure Mrs. Cardin. But I don't think your husband is going to last very long," Abby said with a smile.

"In that case maybe I should give you a little boost Abby," Lisa said as she slipped off her dress and sat down on the side of bed wearing a shelf bra, garter and stockings. Clinton had kept her thong. Lisa knew she still smelled of sex. Clinton had taken her in the limo just before they got to her house. She moved in close, overcome with the urge to taint or tantalize Jim's pleasure with the intimate presence Clinton's personal aroma.

As Jim picked up his pace again, Lisa, spreading her legs and pressing close behind him, cupped his balls and then reached under Abby and found her swollen nub. Abby was startled but asked Lisa to help her get off. Lisa had her on the edge in moments. When Jim gave a deep grunt and lunged forward, Lisa gave Abby's clit a couple of firm flicks and her husband's balls a gentle squeeze. Abby came with a sharp cry as Jim ejaculated deep within her. 

Catching their breath from their vigorous exercise, they stretched out together in the abandonment of afterglow. Lisa stroked the young woman's hair and kissed it gently, her feelings mixed about what she had arranged. Just yesterday Abby was a girl. Today, prostituting herself for her husband's pleasure and to mitigate Lisa's own feelings about what she was doing herself. Innocence lost and for what? Money. Fucking money. And all prompted by Lisa herself. 

"Mrs. Cardin would you mind if I cleaned up a bit before I went home?" Abby asked.

Standing together in their spacious bathroom Abby took a close look at Lisa's breasts in her shelf bra. Abby told her she wanted to get one for herself. Ann removed her bra and garter. She knew Abby was looking at the mess between her legs and the still wet cum stains on her thighs soaking the tops of her stockings.

"You've been fucking haven't you Mrs. Cardin?" Abby asked.

"Yes dear. Now why don't you get in the shower before we have to clean the cum off the floor that is running down your own legs," Lisa smiled at the young woman. 

As they were toweling off after their showers, Lisa asked her how old she was and was not surprised that Abby had turned eighteen just two months ago. In return Abby asked her who she had been fucking.

Lisa blushed and replied, "Just someone I know."

"For money?" Abby pressed.

"Yes honey. For money. Now I think its time you headed home. Your mother will be wondering what you've been up to," Lisa replied. 

Bra-less, Abby tied her halter top and slipped on a micro that came just below her slim ass. "Mother knows what I've been up to. She took me to see Neva. Besides, I give her half the money. Thanks for letting me clean up Mrs. Cardin, and thanks for that little boost at the end. I'd love to return the favor anytime. Your husband was great. I hope he calls for me again."

Abby seemed to have made a game of the affair. Soon Lisa would be whisked off to play an adult game of her own...a board game.

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Executive Privilege Ch. 03



The author gratefully acknowledges the editorial assistance and collaboration of WhiteWave48.

These installments build on character development and a theme or plot. To enhance your personal enjoyment of this installment, the reader is encouraged to first read  Executive Privilege Ch. 01 - The Arrangement.

A Nice Ride

Neva Lohr called Lisa on a Wednesday. She explained that the Board of directors had a regular poker game and required two women. She and Julianne Maddy would be picked up at noon on Friday and be back home on Sunday afternoon. 

"No need to pack anything except your working clothes and a swim suit. Be sure to switch to the out call diet," Neva finished, and then hung up before Lisa could get in a word.

Lisa was surprised when the limo turned into Ann's neighborhood and stopped at the Darcy house. Ann slid into the back seat beside her while the driver tended to her bags. 

"Well this is a pleasant surprise," Lisa greeted her. "Neva told me I would be working this gig with Julianne Maddy."

"She's on her period. I'm your fill in." Ann explained.

"That bitch Neva never gives out any more than a bare minimum of information," Ann complained. "I don't even know where the game is this week. Hopefully not Branson, Missouri again."

They spent much of the ride to the airport discussing Lisa's recent liaisons and the individual proclivities of her first dates. They agreed that Clinton Santini was no romantic but was certainly a hot blooded lover and fun between the sheets. Ann was just getting into the details of her last date with one of the directors, Dean Tagg, as the limo passed though the gates of the general aviation terminal and pulled up alongside a Learjet 40, engines quietly warming. Ann held Lisa back at the foot of the gangway staring down the driver and co pilot until they averted their eyes. 

"Those guys have had more than their fair share of free looks at my ass going up this gangway," Ann said as they made their way into the sleek cabin.

"Ladies, we'll be wheels up in ten minutes and wheels down in Las Vegas in 95 minutes. Knock if you'd like to come upfront. Otherwise for your privacy we'll keep the cockpit door closed till we're on the ground in Las Vegas," the Captain pleasantly announced. 

During the flight Ann told Lisa that next week that the Board and the other five Executives would meet to make a final decision on the seniors who would be promoted to Executive status.

"Either way the arrangement is close to being over for me. If we get it, fine. I'm off the call list. If we don't get it, that's fine too. Kevin takes early retirement next year and I'm still off the call list," Ann confided.

"Do you want it?" Lisa asked.

"Sure. It would be a rush, but I don't think it would change us at this point," Ann responded.

"Who's up for it?' Lisa asked.

"That's always a secret. None of the seniors know, though some are certainly more likely candidates than others. Some of Kevin's colleagues think he has a long shot chance. I can tell you this. The Board of Directors is going to get my best all weekend regardless of how sore I am on Sunday. This is probably my last chance to score some points for us. It's your chance to make a good first impression," Ann said.

"Are you telling me not to blow it?" Lisa was doing her Marilyn imitation, cracking them both up.

Board Games

The airport limo dropped them at Caesar's Palace. Walking through the lobby they were stopped by security. 

"Working girls are restricted to the bar by the East slots," The man in the suit said smiling. 

"We're registered," Ann smiled back and continued to the check-in desk. The security man watched the desk clerk hand them blue key cards signaling a room on the top floor.

Unpacking, Ann explained that each of the men had his own suite at the other end of the hall.

"They have a private gambling room set up. The house has a dealer and a floor man in the gambling room at all times. It's embarrassing to have to work in front of them but we don't have a choice in the matter. They look but they don't touch," Ann explained. "Keep your cell with you. When they want us, they call. Dress for work unless you're at the pool. When they're finished with us, we can come back here." She smiled. "Now the hard question: nap, pool or massage?"

They opted for massages after which they napped till Ann's cell rang about 8 o'clock.

Ann playfully roused Lisa. "Come on sleepy head, time to get ready for work. I've ordered us some light room service. We're due down the hall at ten o'clock."

This was the first time Lisa had seen Ann naked in the flesh. Lisa herself was good looking and she knew it. She had gone through life with men of all ages ogling her breasts and ass - some discretely, some openly. Ann on the other hand was truly beautiful. A real blond stunner. About 5'7, her full breasts were perfectly formed with half dollar size areolas. Her tapered waist led to an ass every woman dreamed of having for herself. Ann had somewhat finer pubic hair than Lisa. Like Lisa, she shaved to her bikini line, lightly trimmed the rest but was basically au natural. Later Lisa would discover Ann's lower lips were more modest than her own which were full and low hanging, and Ann had a smaller clit compared to Lisa's prominent attribute. Long, toned legs completed the look of a woman who could easily be a fashion model. 

Ann was a confident woman well aware of the way she affected others with her beauty and sexuality. She had taught Lisa to play the role of the whore and at the same time retain her dignity and self respect. Several times they had discussed how every woman at one time or another traded sexual favors for something she wanted; even if the trade stayed fully within a committed marital relationship. In their case, the current incentives and potential rewards went far beyond dinner out or a vacation at the beach; they reached way ahead of them to a secure financial future, to employment with a company providing financial benefits unmatched elsewhere. 

Lisa saw Ann unpack a couple of disposable enemas and put them in the bathroom. She explained that anal sex was almost certainly in their near term future. Lisa winced. No anal virgin, she was uncomfortable with the thought that possibly more than one man would have her ass. Ann excused herself to take her enema. When she emerged from the bathroom looking for a cocktail, Lisa followed suit. Later she would thank her lucky stars she had. 

Lisa decided to skip panties, and adjusted her breasts on a black lacy shelf bra. She selected black fishnet stockings and her favorite black garter belt. A semi sheer red sheath, slit to her hip, left little to the imagination.

"Your ass looks great in that," Ann complimented. 

Ann chose a black thong and a mini dress with a wide, lace front panel offering a provocative view of her breasts and thong. 

Both women strapped on 6 inch stiletto platforms.

Feeling naughty, they didn't bother with robes when the room service waiter wheeled in their salads and snacks.

At 10 o'clock sharp, Ann knocked on the door of the private gaming room. They were greeted by the catcalls and whistles of the Chairman and the other three directors. Ann immediately noticed that Eric Martin was missing. What a disappointment. Eric was certainly her favorite among all of the Executives. Oh well, at least they would only have to service four men instead of five. The dealer smiled. The casino floor man stood impassively behind his dealer. Ann reintroduced Lisa to the Executives. 

Lisa took in the room. There was a full bar in addition to the gaming table. A partially closed door on one side connected an adjacent bedroom. On the opposite side double doors were open wide to a bedroom with a king size bed next to a padded black leather chaise longue with a gentle S-curve contour. The intended utility of both was immediately apparent to Lisa.

The Chairman nodded to the bar. "Ann, you know you ladies may help yourself. Would you kindly bring me a scotch?" Ann fixed his scotch and took drink orders from the other men while Lisa fixed their own drinks. 

The house dealer was familiar with their game and took it on himself to get the party going. "OK boys. Time to have some fun. Next hand is hi-lo. Hi gets firsts with the blond. Lo gets the brunette. Here they come." 

The Chairman

The Chairman smiled at Lisa and motioned her over to his lap. 

"How old are you Lisa?" He quietly asked as she snuggled in and started stroking his chest.

"Twenty-six," Lisa said looking him in the eye. "Two years younger than your daughter."

Ann moved close to the table and took her dress off. As she moved around the table each man groped her pussy and got a good feel of the beauty's ass. 

"Ann I'm ready for a taste of your nipples," one of the directors said. 

She moved to him and presented her naked breasts. Ann felt her pussy wetting as he sucked her nipples to full erection.

Lisa's heartbeat increased and she felt that oh so familiar ache between her legs as the Chairman stroked her naked thigh up to her bush and reached up to pull her nipples. She felt his erection swell on the back of her leg. Lisa stroked his hair, breathing in his ear. She whispered, "Sir, don't you think you've won the game? It would be my pleasure to give you your payoff," as she gently slipped her wet tongue in his ear.

The Chairman took a deep breath, put his cards down and shifted to stand. Lisa took his hand and stood beside him pressing her breasts to his arm. She heard his rate of breathing increase.

"Gentlemen. Please excuse us. I am sure you will find an appropriate way to continue the game without us. I'm going to make the acquaintance of Mrs. Cardin." 

With that, the Chairman and Lisa walked hand in hand across the room to his bedroom. He closed the door while Lisa dimmed the lights. He started to unbutton his shirt. 

Lisa moved in front of him, putting her arms around his neck and pressing her breasts to his chest as she pulled him to her for a deep kiss. Her tongue was like a snake in his mouth. 

"You are one sexy stud. I've wanted you ever since I met you at the promotion party," Lisa panted, smiling inwardly to herself at her own performance. She rubbed her breasts on his chest and ground her crotch on the erection in his pants. Lisa sucked his tongue into her mouth as he groped her breasts and ass. Finally they broke their kiss, panting.

"Please. Let me," Lisa said pressing her breasts to his chest. She unbuttoned his shirt and released his gold cuff links. She pulled his shirt from his shoulders letting it drop to the floor. 

"Please sit down sir." 

The Chairman settled in an armchair as Lisa knelt at his feet to remove his shoes and socks. Looking in his eyes she smoothly unbuckled and unzipped his pants pressing her breasts to his legs.

"Sir, please lift your hips for me." 

Lisa pulled his boxers down with his pants. She tenderly ran her hands up his thighs spreading his legs in the plush armchair. 

Then she stood between his legs. Red glossy lips. Stiletto heels. Nipples erect straining against the thin fabric of her dress. She glanced towards his raging hard-on leaking pre cum. His cock twitched as he took in the vision of the beautiful young woman before him.

Lisa licked her lips and then reached back and unzipped her dress. It fell, pooling at her feet. She fluffed her bush and pulled her swollen lips down for the Chairman's visual pleasure. He saw her moisture between her legs and caught the first whiff of her musk. Lisa offered a wet finger to his nose. He inhaled deeply. His cock was straining for touch. She unclasped her bra, letting it slide down her arms then joining her dress on the floor. Lisa faced the Chairman of the Board, clad now only in black stockings, garter and stiletto heels. Her erect nipples extended half an inch from her areola. She slowly turned, presenting him with her ass perfectly framed by her garter and stockings. The Chairman groaned. Lisa spread her legs and bent at the waist putting her hands on her shins and giving him an eye level view of the charms between her legs. Between her parted legs, she saw him stroking his cock. With both hands she spread her hair, fully exposing her dripping sex and anus.

"Get over here you whore." 

Lisa turned and dropped to her knees. She tilted her head and again looked him in the eye. She took his cock in her hand and pumped it a few times before licking the pre cum from his cock head. Lisa slipped his cock into her mouth. She started slowly lubricating him with her saliva as she went deeper and deeper. Soon her nose was resting in his pubic hair and her chin touching his balls. She had taken him into her throat. Lisa became very deliberate with her fellatio. She didn't want him to come but she wanted him to beg her to stop. He did.

"How do you want me?" She asked looking up with saliva and pre cum dripping down her chin onto her breasts.

"From behind. In your ass," he answered.

Without a word Lisa stood, moved to the side of the bed, spread her legs and bent forward, pushing her ass into position. The crevice splitting the two halves opened to reveal her tight little brown asshole just above the pouch of her pussy. The fleshy folds of her lips made her whole slit protrude. She looked over her shoulder at the man twice her age standing behind her.

"So, take it," she said. 

The Chairman moved behind her and swiped his cock along her dripping slit. With one hand he gathered her juice and pressed some into her anus and on his shaft. Lisa felt a little disappointed. She had given her best so far, but she now knew that this was going to happen without the usual lubrication and prepared herself as best as she could. The Chairman took a few strokes in her vagina for some more lubrication. Lisa felt him center his cock on her anus, pull her ass cheeks apart and push. Lisa squirmed and whimpered. He knew she wasn't adjusted. Taking her by her hips he pulled her back, forcing his cock head in through her sphincter. Lisa cried out and tried to pull off his cock.

"Stop it whore. Once I get it in it won't be so bad," he said. Without regard to her discomfort, he started to pump deeper and deeper. Lisa's ass was on fire. Her anus was a ring of pain. He was almost in to his root when he was surprised to hear Lisa's muted cry.

"Oh yes, fuck my ass. Fuck me," she whimpered.

The animal kicked in as the Chairman took long deep strokes, forcefully pressing his pubes onto her rim. He felt her anus grip the base of his shaft as he pushed in as far as he could. Lisa dropped her shoulders to the bed and adjusted her position for even deeper penetration as she fully submitted to this powerful and important man. She tried to relax for him, to allow him to take her as freely as possible – and at the same time she tried to concentrate her mind towards gaining some pleasure from it herself. She needed some direct stimulation of her clitoris if she was going to get any satisfaction of her own. Her vaginal juice was streaming down her legs. He pulled her ass cheeks apart to watch his shaft pull the inside of her anus out and then push it back in. 

Inspired by Lisa's earlier comment, the Chairman imagined himself mounting his daughter and sodomizing her like he was fucking this whore. His balls were full. Thrusting deep and lusting in the thought of his daughter submitting herself to him, he gave a deep grunt and came in a stream in Lisa's ass. When she felt his first ejaculation, Lisa felt her own sexual tension rise but knew she was not going to get the relief she needed. She decided to fake it. 

"Oh. Ohhh. Aghhhhh!" she cried as she felt the Chairman emptying himself in her. As he came down from his climax, he gave her a few more strokes and then withdrew, still semi erect. As Lisa stood and turned around, his cum leaked from her not quite closed anus down her right thigh soaking the top of her stocking. The Chairman stepped back and sat down in the armchair, legs spread wide, his used, reddened penis contrasting garishly with the white skin of his thighs. 

"Clean me up Mrs. Cardin," he said. 

Lisa turned toward the bathroom to prepare a warm towel. 

"With your mouth." He stopped her in her tracks.

Lisa slowly turned back contemplating his demand. This had been one of the acts she had hesitated on in her interview with Neva, and then under Ann's urging had reluctantly agreed to perform if requested. Lisa realized that she had put the possibility out of her mind when she agreed to the arrangement. Surely nobody would ask for such a thing. She thought about saying "no." Simply refusing. She thought back to Ann's suggestion that they take enemas before going to work, and was thankful she had done so. Still, it wasn't enough. She saw the faint brown stain on the side of his penis and knew exactly what he expected her to do with it. 

No, she did not have to do it. She had allowed him to take her forcefully in the ass, yes, but she did not have to submit to this vile request from any man, even if he was the Chairman of the Board of Directors. They couldn't and wouldn't make her do this but she could not be sure of the consequences of such an act of defiance. She had no way of knowing what she was risking. 

"No," she said simply.

"No? What do you mean, 'No'?" The Chairman's voice was quietly menacing.

"I can't do it, Mr Chairman. I think I might throw up." Without looking back, she moved to the bathroom and prepared a warm hand towel. Returning she dropped to her knees before him and without a word or looking up gently cleaned his cock and pubic hair. 

"That was one great fuck Mr. Chairman. I really came hard. I can't thank you enough," she finally said. Laying the towel aside she lowered her head and took his softening cock back into her mouth and down her throat, massaging it with her tongue and throat muscles, her nose pressed into his pubic hair. Her mind kept returning to where his organ had been just moments ago. Lisa looked up, wanting to be sure he was watching her perform this personal service. She continued to lick and suck his penis as it slowly became softer and softer. Then she sucked his balls into her mouth one at a time. Finished with her job, Lisa licked her lips and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. The Chairman smiled and got up to put his shorts and slacks back on.

"Good work Mrs. Cardin. Let's rejoin the game," he said. Again Lisa turned to the bathroom, this time to clean herself up. 

Again he stopped her. "Lisa. I though you knew better. We prefer you as we leave you. Wet."

"Of course." Lisa recovered, moving to his side as they left the bedroom.

As they reentered the gaming room, Lisa saw Ann in the opposite bedroom through the open double doors. She was on the bed on her hands and knees being vigorously taken by one of the directors. This was another first for Lisa – seeing her best friend getting fucked and taking it like a pro. She felt her clit swell as she watched Ann met the male stroke for stroke, pushing her ass back and glancing over her shoulder encouraging him to fuck her harder. Her ass was deeply reddened and her breasts swinging. The two other directors were sitting at the game table. They all looked through the doors at Ann as the man using her slapped her ass a couple of times. Lisa recognized Dean Tagg who caught her eye, smiled and waved.

Lisa and the Chairman walked to the bar. Without being asked, Lisa fixed the Chairman a scotch and then made herself a stiff martini. In the mirror over the bar she noticed her smeared lipstick. Nothing she could do about it at the moment. Dean walked over and made a point of noting the stream of cum running down her right thigh to her knee.





Executive Privilege Ch. 03



"May I make you a drink Mr. Tagg?" Lisa asked with a smile.

"Scotch please. I've been looking forward to getting to know you better ever since the promotion party," Dean said.

Lisa handed him his drink, looked him in the eye, and replied, "Well, maybe this is the perfect opportunity." 

"Ahhhhhhhhh! Yes! Yes!" the director Ann was servicing cried out. Lisa and Dean turned to watch him finish his orgasm. When he withdrew, she raised herself to her knees allowing a stream of cum to drain from her into a pool on the sheet below. 

Ann looked over at Lisa from the bed. On wobbly legs made more unsteady by the stilettos she still wore, she made her way over to the bar.

"You've got a little catching up to do girlfriend. I've done two of these guys. I think Mr. Tagg has been lagging back waiting for you," Ann said as she mixed herself a drink.

"Mr. Chairman, would you mind if Mrs. Cardin entertained me for a while?" Dean asked the Chairman with a grin.

The Chairman smiled knowingly and nodded at his colleague. "She's all yours Dean," he said. 

Lisa Joins the Party

Lisa stepped forward and took Dean by the hand and led him into the bedroom. There was a pool of cum on the leather chaise longue and the still very fresh one on the bed. Dean undressed and stepped to her fully erect. 

"Watching Ann fuck and knowing the Chairman was having you has put me right on the edge. I'm ready Lisa," Dean said.

"Oh please, let me get a towel and clean this up a bit," Lisa said in a fret.

"You don't need for that. Come on Lisa, get on your back and spread your legs," he said impatiently, pointing to the couch, his cock twitching and drooling pre-cum.

Lisa felt the pool of cum spreading across her back as she lay back on the chaise longue. Dean didn't need to push. She was definitely ready to fuck as well. She was sexually frustrated from her session with the Chairman and turned on by Ann's lewd exhibition. She glanced over to the game room to find all eyes were on her. She was getting ready to get fucked in front of an audience. Her clit was again swollen and she knew she was soaking wet between her legs. 

She lay there with legs spread, knees up and watched him as he got into position between them, staring at her sex. He parted her hair with one hand and used the other to wipe the head of his red cock along her slit. With no further preliminaries, Dean Tagg took her to the base of his cock in two thrusts. He began with long powerful strokes, forcefully pushing his pubic bone on hers with each. 

It was exactly what Lisa needed. She moved her hips to match him stroke for stroke, trying to buck her clit on him on each thrust. She moved her stiletto heels to his ass and urged him deeper. 

The gentle curve of the couch gave him the perfect angle to drive her hips into the padded recline. From the way Lisa moaned and moved her hips to his thrusts, Dean knew she was doing more than servicing him. He was proud his colleagues saw the pleasure this beautiful woman was experiencing from him. From the other room, Ann smiled as Lisa started to grunt on each stroke. He hit her harder and harder and she loved every fucking thrust. In a series of short hard strokes, his balls slapping Lisa's wet anus, he brought on his own orgasm. Lisa felt his first powerful spurt in the back of her vagina. That was all she needed. Panting loudly, she came, grinding her clit on Dean.

"Ahh! Ahhh! Ahhhhhh!" Lisa knew they were watching and listening to the spectacle she was making of herself. She didn't care. She needed this badly and wanted more before this stud gave out. She bucked her clit on his root, the friction of their pubic hair adding its own stimulation to her second climax. 

Lisa hugged him to her, stroking his back and thanking him over an over. 

"That was wonderful Dean. I'm sorry we had to wait so long after the party," Lisa said.

Dean rested a moment on her, panting from his own exertion. "Whew. You're hot piece of ass Lisa. I'll be looking for some more of that before the night's over." He pulled out.

Lisa saw one of the other directors tap him on the shoulder. Dean told her he would see her later, pulled himself up and headed for the bar.

The director next in turn took immediately his place. Lisa lay back on the chaise longue, legs splayed over the sides, her hole open. The director between her legs took her roughly. Too roughly for comfort.

Ann walked over to the bed and, bent at the waist, turning her head in the direction of the chaise longue. Lisa watched the tallest of the directors take the beautiful blond from behind. He was not gentle about it. Each forceful thrust threatened to push Ann onto her face on the bed. They watched one another being used by these insensitive males. The sounds and smells of wet sex filled the room. 

This was the second fuck of the night for both men. They took their time enjoying themselves to the fullest.

When his dick found the bottom of her cunt, Lisa's male fucked her faster and deeper. Soon he was using her hard like a common whore. He pulled her nipples hard. Too hard. Lisa whimpered and he stopped. She whispered obscenities in his ear hoping to induce his climax. When he finally ejaculated, she faked another orgasm for his benefit. 

The women insisted on a break. Lisa let the leering dealer grope her ass and breasts in exchange for a couple of cigarettes. With fresh stiff drinks they headed for the large bathroom in the entertainment bedroom. 

"Fuck I'm sore in both holes, and my nipples are sore," Lisa started as she took a deep drag on her smoke. 

"Fuck you," Ann responded. "I took two of them while you were in the bedroom making nice nice with the Chairman. Let me guess, he had you in your ass and then made you clean him up with your mouth."

"You got that right," Lisa replied rubbing her sore anus.

"That's our Chairman. I'm sure he'll have me the same way before the weekend is over. For all his polish he's a nasty ass fucker from the word go," Ann said.

"Ann, I am so sore. I've got to trim the hair around my hole and clit. The friction is just too much with all this sex," Lisa said to her best friend as they both looked at her reddened vulva.

"I'll help you with it when we get up in the morning. There's just nothing we can do about it right now," Ann answered. 

After quick rinse-off showers, they strapped their stilettos back on and went back to work.

The men finished using them about three AM. Sore and tired they showered and then collapsed on their beds. They slept soundly till after noon on Saturday. 

Lisa checked in with Jim. They followed a late lunch with massages. 

Back at their room, Ann trimmed Lisa closely between the back of her vulva to a half inch above her clit. She gave the rest of her soft dark bush a lighter trim.

"There. That should make things a little easier on that tender tissue," Ann said as she finished. They napped till Ann's cell woke them. Another ten o'clock call.

The men were ready for them when they knocked. The Chairman adjourned to his bedroom for a private reunion with Ann. Lisa gave the other three a strip show and then led Dean Tagg to the bed in the other bedroom for some personal but not so private intimacy. 

Lisa watched Dean undress as she lay back, legs spread, lifting her hips in invitation while she gently pulled her nipples. She got a kick out of Dean not being able to keep his eyes from between her legs. Dean lay over her full length for a kiss, his cock pressed against her slit. Lisa wrapped her arms round him and took her time exploring his mouth with her tongue. She stroked his back and ran her fingers though his hair pressing her mound on his cock.

"I've been thinking about you all day Dean. I really hoped you would have me first tonight – while I'm fresh and tight," Lisa murmured in his open mouth. "You're special to me Dean. Do you know how wet I am for you? For your big cock? I wish you'd take me now Dean. Fuck me Dean. Fuck me now." She wrapped her legs around his calves as he drove his cock in and out of her snug pussy. When he finished with her, Lisa added what she hoped he would retain as a future memory of her willingness to serve him. "Honey, when you're ready, I'd really like you to have my ass first tonight. Please."

Lisa had fucked all three of them by the time Ann and the Chairman emerged from his bedroom. She noticed a small residual brown stain on a corner of the blonde's mouth. She took a cocktail napkin and wiped it for her. As close as she was standing to her, she couldn't help but notice Ann's breath. Obviously, Ann had performed as requested. Lisa shuddered at both the thought of what Ann had done with her mouth and the still unknown consequences of her own refusal to do the same.

After a break for drinks, the men had them kneel side by side in front of the couch. They took turns moving back and forth between Ann and Lisa freely using both holes of each woman. They called it "double dipping." 

Ann gritted her teeth but smiled and forced herself to put out her best for each man. She knew this was likely to be her last chance to make a contribution to the promotion she and Kevin had worked so hard to get. It was another long night. 

Sunday they all flew back together on the Lear. The men entertained themselves with one more fuck on the short flight. 

Lisa's Homecoming

Lisa ached from the sexual exercise of the weekend of Board Games but needed to be close to her husband. Jim followed Lisa up the stairs with her bags. He couldn't help but notice her wet thighs. Once in their bedroom he asked how many men were involved.

"Four of them - all weekend. Jim, I'm so embarrassed. I should have called more often. Once it started we were either working or recovering." Lisa was truly ashamed of how she had neglected her husband that weekend. Jim took her in his arms for a kiss. Her breath reeked of semen. 

"Sorry about my breath honey," Lisa said as she wrapped her arms around her husband's neck. "I missed you. Let me get cleaned up and we can have a reunion, though you need to be very gentle. I am very sore."

"Lisa. Skip the clean up. I know where you've been. I want you as you are," he (small 'h') said as he kissed her deeply. Somehow the knowledge that she had been spermed repeatedly by his bosses aroused in him a primitive need to reassert his own sexual rights with his wife. Jim was fully erect by the time Lisa was out of her work clothes and on the bed. Then he noticed her trim.

"Close trim Lisa," he noted.

"I had to. The friction with the hair was just too much. How do you like it?" she asked spreading her legs to give him a better view. 

"Sexy and good enough to eat," he said noticing how red her vulva was.

"Oh honey. You can see I'm a real mess down there and very sore. Please let's skip that. Let me go down on you. When you're ready you can come in my mouth or pussy. I just can't take much of a fuck right now. I'm sorry. I'm sure things will be back to normal in a couple of days," Lisa said, moving to her husband's cock. 

Lisa brought him to the edge of his orgasm. He asked for her pussy. She didn't to want refuse. Lisa dutifully got on her back and spread her legs for her husband. Jim was so turned on by the sight of her closely trimmed hair and red vulva, he didn't care that she was so loose and wet, and that he could hardly feel her vaginal walls. Jim knew she was sore but felt the need for a vigorous fuck to establish that he had reclaimed his wife. Lisa was so thankful when he finally came.

Though Lisa and Jim were adjusting to the arrangement with the current Executives, they would be unprepared for what was on the way...The New Executives.

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Executive Privilege Ch. 04



Executive Privilege Ch. 04 

The New Executives

The author gratefully acknowledges the editorial assistance of WhiteWave48.

These installments build on character development and a theme or plot. To enhance your personal enjoyment of this installment, the reader is encouraged to first read Executive Privilege Ch. 01 - The Arrangement.

The New Executives

The new Executives were not announced at a party involving the senior managers.The successful Executive candidates and their wives were invited to a simple cocktail reception with the other Executives and their wives. On Thursday the Chairman called Kevin and invited him and Ann to the Creekside Club for cocktails on Friday at 7 o'clock. Kevin was afraid to ask what it meant but could barely contain his excitement at what it might mean.  He immediately called his wife. Ann thought she would faint. Finally, after all of the work, submission, humiliation and pandering to the Executives, they were going to get the promotion they had been dreaming of for years.

"Ann. We don't know for sure. Don't get carried away. We have got to stay in our place and be respectful. We've come too far for a mistake now," Kevin cautioned.

"Do you realize this might be the last night I am required to wear working clothes?" Ann said as she looked through her extensive wardrobe for something chic but that clearly signaled her availability to the Executives. 

"I hope so honey. I'll just be glad to know one way or the other," Kevin replied.

Ann chose one of her favorite sheath dresses, semi sheer bodice, slit to her hip. Without a bra, the slinky material would keep her nipples erect all night. She strapped on a pair of 6 inch stilettos.

At the Club, Kevin and Ann were warmly greeted. Kevin noticed only one other senior colleague and his wife among the Executives. Only she and Ann were dressed for display. The other Executives wives wore elegant and stylish evening wear. Ann blushed as the Board members each in turn gave her a wink and admiring glance at her excited nipples. In front of Kevin, a couple of the men even acknowledged that she was the most beautiful and the best fuck in the stable.  

Ann's heart was in her throat as the Chairman called for attention. She sipped her champagne and thought back to a week ago when her mouth was full of his semen. What a difference a week can make in what a woman has to drink in the company of the Chairman.

The Chairman announced the promotion of Kevin Darcy to Executive Vice President. Ann and Kevin didn't really hear anything after that. 

Kevin's Makes His First Selection

The day after the promotion they discovered together that they now had access to the company's secure web site that contained the images of the senior wives and their husbands. Twice Ann had come into their bedroom to find him looking at the images. The first time Kevin tried to click off. She immediately stopped him and assured him that she not only approved but fully expected him to look at it and take advantage of what was now available to him. 

She had spent her own time as a fringe benefit for the Executives. She and Kevin had never really considered it much more than that. Once or twice a month she got fucked by arrangement and most of the time enjoyed it. Even Kevin had taken the occasional call during his early days as a senior manager. They both knew it was the price they were paying for the substantial benefits they were receiving and the chance at the promotion he had just received. This thing had paid off big time for them. He had done his part and dealt with the sex like a man. Their own relationship had never been better. Now it was their turn. Ann wanted to be sure he was comfortable enjoying these women openly. 

Ann decided to make things easy on him. The last thing she wanted was to have him become sneaky about this new part of the arrangement. That Wednesday after the promotion, she told him that she and Lisa were going to have a girls weekend away in a spa resort in Atlanta and do some shopping. She explained that she wanted to give him a clear opportunity to call out as many of the senior wives as he wished over the course of the weekend. 

"Knock yourself out Kevin. You deserve it. Who are you going to call first? Allie Voit? Mary Ann Martin?  I know you have the hots for both." Ann was inviting an open discussion of what would be Kevin's first experience in calling out one of the women in the stable.

Kevin was somewhat self conscious in his reply. He had certainly taken the time to look at the all of the online portfolios of the wives of the senior managers. He had masturbated in private twice to the erotic and pornographic images of Allie Voit displaying herself as wantonly as a whore in a men's magazine - spreading her hair, offering a full view of her slit and cunt hole while looking straight into the camera eye. 

Now he had the full go ahead from his wife to enjoy his choice live and in the flesh. No masturbation or fantasy involved. This would be the real thing. He would have at his full disposal the women of his choice for no purpose other than his personal sexual gratification. Each would be fully willing, bought and paid for. None of the usual bullshit involved in getting laid with a strange piece of ass. 

"You know I like them both," Kevin replied thinking to himself that he would surely have both wives in the course of the weekend. "I'll call Mary Ann." 

"Good choice. Doesn't Harry work with you on some project?" Ann asked.

"He sure does. We see each other almost every day. I was thinking of taking a room at the Four Seasons," he said. Kevin was becoming more confident.

"Whatever. But why bother? You know as well as I do, except for Eric, every one of the men prefers the convenience and personal intimacy of the woman's bedroom. How times have you bided your time while I got my brains screwed out in our own bed?"

Kevin got hard just thinking about making the call. He went up stairs and pulled Mary Ann's portfolio up on the computer. He was stripped to his boxers and fully erect when Ann came in and saw the full upturned ass and full anal display of the young Mary Ann on the screen. Ann stripped to her bra and panties in front of him as he sat waiting for his wife to make her move.  He was surprised when she swung the chair around to face her so she could kneel between his legs. 

Mary Ann had always turned him on. A contrast to his shapely beautiful wife, Mary Ann was a 27 year old, slim petite brunette; small breasted and more cute than beautiful with her short page cut hair. He clicked through a few more images of Mary Ann, pausing on one with her elbows hooked under her raised legs displaying her shaved vulva and anus. Ann recalled the inviting image herself from Lisa's photo shoot.  

Kevin reached for the phone. Ann was sucking him hard and fisting his shaft as he made the call. Harry answered. They chatted a moment about tomorrow's schedule before Kevin asked if Mary Ann was available tomorrow night. Kevin heard Harry catch his breath followed by a brief muffled conversation. 

"She's available Kevin, and she wants me to tell you she's looking forward to it," Harry said somewhat meekly.

"Fine. I'll be by your place about 8 o'clock." Kevin ended the conversation, ejaculating into his wife's mouth at the same moment.

Mary Ann Submits to Kevin

Kevin had seen Harry at work twice during the day. The senior and Executive managers were accustomed to such interaction. Once a call was on, generally the subordinate and the Executive conversed as usual about the company's business affairs but rarely spoke of other matters. There was no small talk or the usual review of last week's football game or jousting about an upcoming golf match. Eye contact was limited. Of course, each senior manager knew his wife was available to each of the Executives at any time. Things changed when a call was on. Both men knew the Executive had now focused his lust on a specific woman - the subordinate's wife. And both men knew the specific time and place he would take her for his own sexual gratification. Such carnal anticipation on the part of the dominant male did not mix well with the subordinate's sense of shame and submission.

Talking things over, Mary Ann and Harry realized that Mary Ann would be the first or one of the first senior wives Kevin had called out. They both knew Kevin was going to fully exercise his new found privilege and test the limits of the arrangement with her. 

Harry had always had mixed feelings about the arrangement. They weren't playing out his or her sexual fantasy or fetish. They were both doing it for the money. If it wasn't for the money, they wouldn't be doing it. Naturally they were making the best of things. Mary Ann was highly sexed and usually enjoyed herself.  Like the rest of the women, she knew what she was doing and why. She was advancing her husband's career. Harry didn't like his bosses using his wife and he didn't like the head games that went with it though he had occasionally been stimulated when he heard his wife servicing one of the Executives. But, they had taken and continued to take the money. As long as they took the financial benefits, his superiors had the privilege of his wife's sexual favors. That was the deal.     

Kevin's sexual tension built as he drove across town to the Martin residence. He thought back to the many times his superiors had taken her in their home. He brought up memories of how Ann carefully bathed and dressed for each one, both of them knowing she was preparing herself for sex with another man. 

Just two years ago Mary Ann had worn the scarlet collar. That night she had been dressed in an emerald gown with a semi sheer halter that plunged in a V to her waist. The same semi sheer material formed a wide V from her waist to a point a few inches below her crotch - front and rear. Mary Ann may have been nervous and shy at her coming out reception but, she had certainly dressed for the occasion. That night everyone had taken a look at her small breasts, slim ass and noted that she shaved between her legs.

He wanted to enjoy his first fuck with this young woman to the fullest. A blow job would take the edge off and allow him to do just that. Yes. He'd definitely start with a blow job. 

Now as he approached the Martin residence, burning in his mind was the image of Mary Ann on her back, legs pulled up, hands spreading her slit - cunt and anus offered for sexual use. Well, he was about to take the little whore up on her offer.

When the Executive scheduled the out call for the senior couple's house, it was customary for the husband and wife to greet the Executive at the door as a couple and welcome him into their home, acknowledging together his status and privilege and their own submission to the arrangement. Ann had certainly preferred some of them over others but, as a couple they were always careful to make each man feel genuinely welcome even though inside they may have harbored other feelings. Invariably there was a high level of tension in the moment. For the senior husband it was the final step of pimping out his wife to one of his superiors. For the senior wife it was the moment she prostituted herself to the dominant male in the presence of her husband. For the Executive, the wait was over. The whore was now his.    Harry greeted Kevin with a smile and a handshake, welcoming him inside. Kevin stepped in to the lovely vision of Mary Ann Martin. The young woman wore a white, sheer mid thigh chemise and red thong. The crimson of her thong perfectly matched the color of her glossy lipstick and platform stilettos. This young woman knew her place in the arrangement and dressed appropriately. Her small breasts were almost covered with wide areolas and looked even sexier than in her pictures.  The delicate lingerie flattered her svelte build. Mary Ann moved toward him for a hug, rubbing herself on his cock now turgid down his pants leg. Kevin used the opportunity to grasp one of her ass cheeks and exchange an open mouth kiss.  

"Can I fix you guys a drink?" Harry asked. 

"Sure. My usual Maker's Mark on the rocks," Kevin answered. Mary Ann just nodded her request to her husband. While Harry went to fix drinks, Mary Ann led him into their living room. Kevin took a good look at his first selection. Moving behind her, he ran his hands under her chemise using one to palm the nipple on each breast to erection and the other to grasp her tight buns. When Harry came back with their drinks, Kevin recalled the many times he had performed the same task.  Harry stood watching Kevin fondle his wife knowing that in a few moments she would be escorting the Executive to their bedroom. 

Kevin moved away from Mary Ann and adjusted his erection, freeing it to stand upward, tenting his pants. 

"Beautiful breasts Mary Ann. Turn around and bend over please." 

"My pleasure Kevin," Mary Ann said as she turned slowly and bent at the waist grasping her ankles. Harry watched Kevin leering at her ass and the thong molded into her slit as Kevin stroked his cock through his slacks. There was a large, dark, wet spot in the center of her crotch. He was embarrassed that Kevin could see his young wife was already so sexually excited. 

"Ready to go upstairs honey?" Mary Ann turned her head to look back at Kevin. 

"I sure am. Lead the way." Kevin's erection firmed further as he kept his eyes on the young woman's ass moving up the stairs. Kevin had forgotten the cuckold now standing alone watching them ascend the stairs.

Mary Ann pushed the bedroom door halfway closed. Harry always preferred to hear what was going on. She moved to Kevin's arms and offered another open mouth kiss. Her tongue was like a snake in his mouth. As the kiss broke she helped him out of his clothes. He noticed the bed was turned down ready for their use, and the lights adjusted to a soft glow. Kevin had always performed those tasks at their home as a part of this pre coital ritual. Mary Ann took him by the hand and pulled him toward her bed. 

"Not yet sweetie," Kevin said as he lifted the chemise over her head. "I'd like you to start out on your knees."

She got the picture and slipped off her thong as she went to her knees. 

"Wow! You've got a big one Kevin," she said as she started to work his thick cock into her mouth. He gave her a few moments and then, using his hands on her head for control, began to fuck her mouth. 

Mary Ann hated that particular act. It was especially uncomfortable with a large penis. She was drooling saliva and his pre cum in a steady stream, really having a hard time taking the size of his cock and pace of his thrusting. When she gagged, he paused to let her catch her breath. 

Before he could push his cock back in her, she moved her head lower and barely managed to suck one of his large, low hanging balls fully into her mouth. Swirling her tongue around his nut while she stroked his cock had him on the edge. She switched balls and used her free hand to put her middle finger to his anus and began to press his asshole with her finger. Gently expelling his testicle from her mouth she wet her finger and looking him in the eye, slid it up his ass. 

He was on the verge of orgasm. The young woman pulled his cock to her mouth and took what she could to the back of her throat as she massaged his prostate with firm but gentle strokes. With relief, she heard Kevin begin to pant and grab his throbbing penis with his own hand. The first spurt was filling her mouth to overflowing when Kevin pulled his cock out between her lips and sprayed full streams over her face and in her hair.

"Oh yes, you little cocksucker! Ugghh!" Kevin groaned loudly as sprayed his pent up ejaculation over the small woman's face. "Yes. Fuck yes. Good girl. That was one fine blow job," he added, almost as an afterthought as he watched his final pulse dribble cum onto her breasts.

Downstairs Harry heard it all and pictured his wife on her knees, no doubt with her mouth full of Kevin's semen. Mary Ann would have just finished sucking him to orgasm, but Harry had a feeling that Kevin hadn't come over for a quicky. He had come over with a plan to know his young wife more even more intimately. A long hard fuck was likely not far behind. 

As she wiped the cum from her eyes, Mary Ann looked up and opened her mouth to show Kevin his semen pooled within her lower teeth and flowing off her tongue. She wanted to be sure to be sure he saw her swallow his seed and witness her act of submission to his dominance. This was certainly not the first time she had ever had the indignity of having her face sprayed, but never had she been covered with such a volume of semen. Looking up, she asked Kevin if he wanted her to clean up a bit. 

"Don't bother, just get on the bed," he answered, still recovering from the rush of his orgasm and the sight of Mary Ann's face covered in his semen. 

She moved to the center of the bed and spread her legs waiting for Kevin.

Harry moved quietly up the stairs and stood outside the half open door. Now he would hear every murmur. As usual, he was excited by all that reached his ears and the anticipation of what would come next.

"Lift your knees Mary Ann," Kevin said in a steady voice. 

Just like in the image in her portfolio, she hooked her elbows through her knees - raised herself and used her hands spread her vulva. Now it was Kevin's turn to be impressed. Ann had shaved her pussy once in the course of their marriage as a birthday present for him several years ago.  Otherwise she insisted on pretty much a full bush. He immediately went to his stomach and pulled himself into position for cunnilingus.  She was delicious and her light musk intoxicating. The young woman was flowing like a fountain. He lapped her sex, drinking her juice, as he felt the beginnings of his erection returning - just as he had planned.

Licking her with broad strokes of his tongue from her anus to her clit, he paused and looked up at her to find her meeting his eyes. Slowly and firmly he rimmed her ass savoring the hint of her tangy flavor. He placed his tongue on her anus and pushed in now fucking her ass with his tongue as deep as he could push it.

Mary Ann let her head fall backward onto her pillow to enjoy this most personal attention. At the same time she shuddered with the thought of taking his thick cock in her ass. She knew it simply would not work no matter how he prepared her with his oral ministration.

He moved back to her clit and then slid two fingers into her hole, gently massaging her G-spot. Mary Ann groaned in appreciation as his tongue flicked her near bursting clit.  

"Yes. Yes. Don't stop." Another moment or two was all she needed to reach her peak. 

From outside his bedroom door, Harry heard every word. In the past he had heard his wife have sex with the Executives, but this time he was having difficulty accepting the fact that Kevin was now giving his wife such intense personal pleasure. From the sound of things he knew Kevin was going down on her. And he knew how much she loved to receive good oral sex. Harry was becoming almost painfully aroused from the sounds of his wife's passion. He gripped his rigid erection through his pants as he leaned his back against the wall outside the door. 

Kevin was ready to fuck. He pulled up to suck her breasts. He could just about suck one completely into his mouth. His arousal was enhanced by the way her wide areolas puckered into stiff erections of their own. As he rose to mount her, Mary Ann was panting in her own need. She noted again the size of his cock. It was very thick, which didn't concern her. The length of his penis did. The petite young woman had never taken such a large penis. She watched him center on her hole and tried to relax her vagina. Kevin pushed in. She was plenty wet enough but too tight for him to push through in one stroke.  




Executive Privilege Ch. 04



"Easy big boy. Get it wet an inch or two at a time and we'll both be fine," Mary Ann encouraged hopefully. 

Kevin tried to control his lust. She was so tight. It was fun slowly forcing his way in. He made each deeper than the last, lubricating himself with her abundant juices as he penetrated her further and further.

She had never taken a cock so long or thick. So far, this was a huge thrill and turn on. The stretch of her vagina was highly stimulating. She wanted more.

He knew his cock was wet almost full length. He wanted the feeling of complete penetration as he withdrew to her rim and then thrust full length into her, hitting her cervix. Mary Ann made a sharp yelp and put her hands on his hips to try to control the depth of his penetration. While he paused, she felt for the first time his large low hanging balls resting on her anus. She was about to come from the feel of this dominant male's heavy testicles on her taunt ass hole. 

Her sheath was so snug. So hot. So wet. So inviting. Her rim so tight on the base of his cock. She was giving him all of the intense pleasure he had imagined she would.  

He began with slow full strokes, pausing to allow her to squeeze his cock head with her rim. He pushed himself to her pubic bone and rotated his cock her vagina. She moaned loudly with the pleasure the rotating movement his big cock gave her. Kevin then found her cervix and flicked it with the head of his cock. This less forceful action Mary Ann found intensely stimulating.

"Yes. Oh yes Kevin. Fuck yes!!!" she cried out. 

Kevin was going places inside her no man had been before. He put his elbows behind her shoulders to hold her in place and began the fuck he had planned for days, hitting her harder and harder on each stroke. 

The pleasure of this large cock was new to her and very intense. She moved her knees forward allowing him even deeper access. His large low hanging balls loudly slapped her ass. 

Harry was being driven to distraction by the sounds of vigorous sex - the wet, slapping noises, grunts, panting and occasionally his wife crying out in passion or discomfort. At times like this he was tempted to masturbate. He knew, however, from past experience, that it would be far more satisfying to reclaim his wife after the Executive finished using her, to thrust his cock into her through the slimy wetness of another man's semen. The thought excited him further. 

In spite of occasional discomfort, Mary Ann felt her own sexual tension building in her pelvis. She found Kevin's large low hanging balls slapping her ass and occasionally squarely on her anus, lewd and very stimulating. Her orgasm began deep within her. 

"Ahhh. Ahhhhh. Ahhhhhhh!" she cried out in her climax - a deep flowing orgasm that instead of constricting her vagina pulsed through her, leaving her open and unable to constrict herself around his thick cock.

There was no mistaking the loud slapping sounds of Kevin's nuts on Mary Ann's ass. Harry knew exactly what he was listening to. Like every other man, he knew the sounds of his own wife in orgasm. Harry knew Mary Ann wasn't faking this one. 

Kevin paused only long enough for her to turn over. On hands and knees she spread her knees and waited for Kevin to resume. He got into position behind her and hooked a finger in the back of her vagina pulling her towards him. She felt her knees slide back on the bed as he hefted her by her cunt. 

She knew she was expected to position herself for his ease of entry and mount. Every woman knows that. A man had other ways to move a woman into position. There was no need to handle her like a piece of meat. Humiliated by his crude gesture, she complied immediately, moving herself back and closer to him. She lifted her ass and spread her knees wider hoping this would satisfy this rude and inconsiderate male. 

He stroked his cock along her slit from clit to anus. She was relieved when he centered on her vagina and thrust forward. This would be one big dick to take in her ass. 

With the reaming he was giving her, Mary Ann was unable to constrict her vagina for him. She was well past that. At this point she just hoped he would bring himself off as soon as possible. She had never been so stretched by a penis.  

Kevin spread her ass cheeks for a good look at her anus and at the way his cock stretched and pulled her vaginal sheath outward on his back strokes and then pushed it within her on his forward thrusts. Then he grabbed her hips, pulled the young woman to him and increased the tempo and depth of his thrusts. 

Mary Ann knew she could not take much more of this. She was not used to or built to accommodate such a long penis. Looking back at him she saw unrestrained lust in his face. Having come once, she feared he would continue this intercourse longer than she would be able to bear it. In this position there was little she could do to hasten his orgasm. She had no choice but to take it. Helpless and panting loudly, Mary Ann put her head down on the bed in full submission. 

Harry knew Kevin was totally dominating his petite wife. He had no idea she was being ravished by a very long and very thick cock.  

Finally, she heard his grunt of impending release. She felt his first and very strong ejaculation hit her in the back of her womb. Despite her near exhaustion from this sexual work out, his ejaculation was so strong his nuts swinging so wildly against the top of her vulva - he fucked her to another almost involuntary orgasm. She surrendered to her own peak as he flooded her with his second orgasm. 

"Fuck yes! Ahhh! Ahhhhhh.!" From the strength of his ejaculations she thought it had to be almost as heavy a load as his first. 

Harry could only listen to the sounds of his wife's pleasure and surrender. He wished he could be in the room with them and see what was happening right now -- wished he could view Kevin from the rear, his ass in the air as he took his wife and spermed her before his very eyes, his balls swinging. He could hold back no longer. Harry gripped his cock through his pants and in three strokes creamed in his own pants.

Kevin collapsed on top of her. He smelled his semen in her hair, on her face and on her breath. As he took the pressure off her rib cage, clumsily raising himself on his elbows to look at her stricken face, Mary Ann was grateful to catch her breath. She was relieved the session was over - and more so when she felt his cock slipping from her vagina. She was still recovering, stretched out on the bed naked and exposed when he got up and dressed.

Harry went back downstairs, knowing there was no way he way he was going to have time to hide the mess he had made in his pants before he would be expected to offer Kevin his post coital drink.  

Kevin leaned down and took his time putting a hicky on her breast.

"Thanks Mary Ann. You're a great fuck. I'll definitely call you again," he offered as he walked out. 

"Glad you enjoyed it Kevin." She was glad to see his back in the door frame. There was no need to pretend any further.

She had never felt so used. Vigorous, even forceful sex was a part of the arrangement. She accepted that and took it as it came. His long cock and forceful mount had left her totally fucked out. Kevin hadn't crossed the line but he had come close. The sisterhood of the senior and Executive wives had its own system for keeping the arrangement within acceptable limits.

As Kevin came to the foot of the stairs, Harry, blushing deeply in shame, offered the dominant male a nightcap. Kevin grinned as he took in the wet stain on the subordinate's slacks. 

"Not this time Harry. Gotta get going. Mary Ann's a hot little cunt. Glad you enjoyed yourself. See you at the shop." 

That was the only acknowledgment he gave Harry. He knew from first hand experience how Harry would feel when he went upstairs and rejoined his wife, but somehow he didn't care. He was getting his own back on the system, and he had just fucked the wife he'd coveted for years. 

As she heard her husband's footsteps ascending the stairs, she knew she wasn't finished for the night. She wished she had freshened up a bit or at least expelled the remainder of Kevin's second ejaculation, most of which she retained in her vagina. She struggled to find the energy to move. She tried to pull herself together. Harry would no doubt expect her to perform her marital duty. At times like this, she never denied her husband that right. As he approached their bed naked and erect, she rolled on her back and spread her legs for her husband.

As Harry stood there looking at her, he saw this lovely woman as two things; his wife now so openly receptive to him, and at the same moment as his partner who had been used and discarded by another man. He bent to kiss her face and in a soft voice told her he would return in a moment. As he prepared a warm towel, Harry looked at himself in the mirror. Yes, it was about the money. Yes, they were paying the price. And what a price. At bedside, he gently wiped the semen from her face and hair and carefully cleaned her between her legs. Turning off the lights, Harry took her in his arms and held her until sleep overtook them both. 

Atlanta

High up in the Buckhead suite at the Atlanta Ritz-Carlton Hotel, the big luxurious bed seemed to welcome Lisa to sweet dreams. As she lay there in Ann's arms, wonderfully relaxed in blissful afterglow, Lisa's thoughts drifted to an uncomfortable subject -- Kevin Darcy -- Ann's husband. He was certainly attractive -- even sexy -- but with his promotion she knew his lustful appreciation of her could move to a new level. And she knew she may have little choice in where that might lead. At the moment, however, spooned into Ann's breasts and feeling this beauty's bush pressed intimately to her ass, she set the discomforting thoughts aside and abandoned herself to the pleasure of her friend's hand cupping her breast as she drifted to sleep.

Ann, too, was thinking about Kevin Darcy. Besides her husband, only one other person had satisfied her sexually as Lisa did. Eric Martin. And Ann knew she would never lie with him again. Now, as she gently stroked Lisa's hair, Ann was painfully aware that she didn't want to share Lisa with her husband, but she also knew that his lust for this gentle young woman who lay in her arms was going to be difficult to channel away from her. She gently squeezed Lisa's breast as she turned her thoughts to their shared pleasures and her past intimacies with Eric Martin.

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Executive Privilege Ch. 05



Executive Privilege No. 5 – Tension and Shared Pleasure

The author gratefully acknowledges the editorial assistance of WhiteWave48.

These installments build on character development and a theme or plot. To enhance your personal enjoyment of this installment, the reader is encouraged to first read Executive Privilege Ch. 01 - The Arrangement.

The Darcys and the Cardins celebrated Kevin's promotion several times over the following weeks. Ann and Kevin picked out a new home and were going to move in within the month. Ann spent her days with decorators and workmen putting the finishing touches on their beautiful mansion. Ann and Lisa still worked out together and Kevin and Jim were still golf partners. Kevin and Ann's status had changed of course. They just made nothing of it among themselves except for one thing - the way Kevin looked at Lisa. 

Lisa first encountered it one afternoon at the Darcys'. She had been helping Ann with some design measurements and was washing up in the kitchen sink. Ann was upstairs. Kevin came in, said hello and went to the fridge for a beer. When Lisa turned, Kevin brazenly held his gaze on her breasts. She blushed. He lowered his eyes to her crotch, making no effort to conceal his interest. She knew he was appraising her for sex. 

"Kevin, please," Lisa pleaded gently.

He took a pull on his beer and walked out of the kitchen.

That night he and Ann had another discussion about Lisa. He had made it clear to Ann several times before that he wanted to call Lisa out. Ann was adamant that if he did it would change the genuine friendship they had with the Cardins. 

"If we could work this out as a fun foursome weekend that would be one thing, but you want to use her like a whore. That's no way to maintain a friendship, especially between you and Lisa. She is very aware of the fact that you leer at her every chance you get," Ann argued. 

"Not to put too fine a point on it dear, but she is a whore," Kevin countered. "We are paying a lot of money for these services. More than I ever imagined. It's not going to hurt Lisa to put out for me."

The argument ended inconclusively. Ann offered to set up a friends with benefits weekend. Kevin insisted he wanted to experience using Lisa at least once. 

Almost since they first met, Kevin had been sexually attracted to Lisa. His interest was always firmly rejected, usually with a frown or an arched eyebrow. Earlier in the year at the reception for the new senior managers, his lust was almost out of control as she flaunted her charms in working clothes. Even now, he knew if he pushed it he would have trouble with Ann, and could destroy the relationship with the Cardins that he and Ann both enjoyed. He would have jumped on the opportunity for a couples weekend before his last promotion, and maybe he would have to settle for that in the end. For the moment, he was fixated on having her on the terms of the arrangement.  

Ann called Lisa the next day. She explained Kevin's interest and was cut short by Lisa. 

"Ann. Kevin has wanted to fuck me since he first laid eyes on me. He has made that perfectly clear. We both know that how this goes down could change the basis of our friendship. We get along great together. Why can't Kevin satisfy himself with the other women in the stable? Why me?" 

"Kevin can be such an asshole. I've had the same conversation with him. As you and I have discussed many times, I have offered to set this up as a couples weekend. He refuses. He just doesn't want to fuck you; he wants to use you as a... well, you know. I don't know how much longer I'm going to be able to hold him off. I don't want him to have you that way any more than you do. He has plenty of other choices, but at some point I am not going to be able to stop him from calling you out," Ann replied.


Lisa acknowledged she had gone into the arrangement with her eyes open and that Kevin and Ann received Kevin's promotion though the hard work and merit of both. 

"Ann, if there is any way to avoid having this being a call out under the arrangement, please, let's find it. Shit. I'll fuck him. I'm past that. Let's just do it as friends. If that can't happen, I'd rather get the call from you than directly from Kevin. I just don't know how I would handle the call if it came directly from Kevin." 

Eric Martin

Eric Martin was a director of the company – an outside director. He was not an officer or employee like the other Executives. He was well compensated to advise the other board members on matters of corporate strategy and international opportunities. He lived and worked out of Chicago. He visited the corporate headquarters regularly but did not maintain a local residence. 

Eric had previously worked directly for the company. He and his wife had accepted the arrangement when he was promoted to senior management but that had been a relatively brief tenure. He resigned his salaried position in high esteem to start his own company and was immediately invited to join the Board, with full Executive Privileges. 

It was crisp fall day - cloudless and just the nip of the coming winter in the air. Lisa had chosen to enjoy the drive to the hotel rather than accept Eric's offer of the company car service. It gave her time to time to savor the possibilities that lay ahead this afternoon. Eric was unique among the Executives. Besides his outstanding good looks, he preferred a rather extended relationship with one of the senior wives at a time. These tended to last six months to a year. Ann related several times the pleasure and excitement of her year-long relationship with Eric. The relationship, Ann was careful to note, did not threaten either his marriage or hers.  The arrangement was the same. Eric just handled it differently than the other Executives. 

Sex with Eric was creative and considerate. He took time to know the women he was with and an interest in the prospects of the couple as they worked together to move up the corporate ladder. It seemed like many of the husbands of the women he chose to bed actually moved up the next step or at least made it to the final group from which the next Executives were selected.

Lisa was not thinking about promotion as she parked in the adjacent garage. She was thinking about what Eric may have in mind for the afternoon and how she could enhance their time together. She snuggled her light trench coat around her as she began the short walk to the hotel lobby. On the street she was aware she was drawing glances and second looks. She knew they were prompted by her red six inch stiletto platforms. Well, they could think what they would. Just because a woman wore red shoes did not necessarily mean anything. The glances continued across the hotel lobby as she asked the desk clerk for the key Eric had arranged. The clerk handed it to her with a raised eyebrow which Lisa totally ignored.

Lisa let herself into the suite and heard Eric on the phone in the living room. She hung her coat in the closet and removed her shoes. The plush carpet felt wonderful on her bare feet. 

Naked, she joined him in the living room. He met her eyes with a smile. She knew this was a business conversation so she just went behind his chair and began a shoulder massage, occasionally brushing one of her nipples along the back of his neck or against his ear. She went to his shaving kit and retrieved the bottle of massage oil she knew she would find.  Eric offered no resistance as she pulled his shirt over his head and resumed her massage. Lisa put his neck between her breasts, just rolling them on his neck while she stimulated her nipples with her fingers. When she slipped her tongue into his ear, Eric started to bring the call to a conclusion. Her gentle persuasion had produced the desired result.

His call finished, Eric rose as Lisa slipped into he arms. They tasted the deep and lasting kiss of familiar lovers. Lisa was enjoying his roaming hands on her breasts and ass but Eric stopped her when she reached for his belt to remove his pants. She followed his glance to the small black bag resting on the side table.  With another of the Executives she would have been apprehensive. With Eric, her breath quickened, and sexual tension became heightened by the black bag. Whatever it was she was confident she would enjoy it with him. 

"Turn around and get in position on your knees," he gently commanded.

And so it began; this afternoon's game with her on her knees, legs spread, hands crossed behind her back. She felt her juices flowing and caught the first whiff or her own personal scent. 

She heard him handling the bag and then felt him slip a sleep mask over her eyes. The blindfold would be unnecessary. She closed her eyes in anticipation of what might come next. She heard the sounds of him undressing behind her. She brought his familiar naked image into mental focus. As he moved into a kneeling position behind her, his erection slid from the top of her hair, down her spine and through her hands. She felt the thin stream of pre-cum, at first warm, and then cooling on her back. He then bound each wrist in turn in a soft Velcro restraint. She heard the snap of connecting links of metal.  

So handcuffed, she allowed him to help her rise. Turning her towards him, he again embraced her for a deep kiss, letting his hands roam over her body. Lisa was totally unable to reciprocate his touch. When he slid his middle finger through her vulva from clit to anus, she thrust her hips toward him for more.  

Eric unfastened her cuffs and told her to get on the bed. Lisa quickly found her place and lay there on her back, wondering if this was going to be a repeat of the last time Eric had brought his little black bag. She certainly hoped so. Lisa centered herself on the bed, spread her legs widely and put her arms outstretched over her head. Eric snapped one wrist into a chain link and fastened the other end to an anchor he had brought for the purpose. He quickly fixed her other wrist and ankles in the same manner. Lisa's legs were outstretched wide to the side of the bed. She was fully exposed, captive to Eric and loving every moment of it.

She heard Eric make his way to the side of the bed. She knew she was in for exquisite torture when he positioned himself behind her head and began a light facial massage. As he moved lower to her breasts, she felt his erection brushing her hair. She was panting as he wrapped some of her hair around his cock and gently stroked himself.  Eric fitted her ears with muffles and then strapped them in place. Lisa was now blind and deaf and knew what was coming next. She opened her mouth to accept a gag. It was a comfortable piece, fully open for breathing but lying on the top of her tongue preventing speech or muffled vocal sound. She was so grateful for the gag. She hoped she would need it as she did the last time. She felt Eric move to the bottom of the bed. She knew what he was looking at. It just made her wetter.

Through her pubic hair, Eric could see just how dark and swollen Lisa's lips were with excitement and anticipation. She was so wet her lips glistened in the soft light of the afternoon and a shiny stream of juice had already run to her anus. Eric brushed his lips over Lisa's, sending uncontrollable tremors through the supine woman's body. He knew exactly how she liked to be touched and kissed down there. Softly, he kissed her flower, spreading her lips as he did. When she was laid open, he kissed her pussy, letting his tongue dip deep and swirl inside the moaning woman. Her familiar taste and scent had the usual effect on him. He was inflamed with passion for this twenty-six year old company wife. He sucked her long, full and engorged lips into his mouth – sucking them in and out, flicking them with his tongue. Lisa was moaning through her gag and thrusting her vulva forward for more. She knew she was flooding her lover's mouth with her juices. 

Breaking the contact of his lips on Lisa's lower mouth, he took a moment to again admire her prominent and now throbbing clit. He kissed it and then sucked it gently. With his fingers he gently pushed her sheath back, admiring the pulsing red tip.  He began stroking the left side with his tongue. That was Lisa's preferred side. Lisa cried out in pleasure into her gag. He knew from experience she was ready. He firmly pressed his tongue on the tip of her clit, immediately inducing her first orgasm. It ripped though her pelvis. She felt her vagina spasm. She thought her clit was going to burst. The sensory deprivation enhanced the experience just as it had the last time they had played this highly erotic game.

He let her take her time coming down from her release. He knew she was in a dark, quiet world of her own, enjoying her afterglow. He slowly slipped two fingers into her vagina. The young beauty moaned with anticipation. First he pulled backward, giving her a gentle stretch, rimming her vagina in a semi circular motion. Then, giving his fingers a half turn, he placed them on her G-spot.  He began a leisurely massage of her G-spot, again stroking the left side of her clit with his tongue. She was panting through the gag in a state of intense passion. He gave her a few more firm strokes along the side of her clit and then sucked it into his mouth as he pressed her G-spot. Through her gag Lisa screamed into her second orgasm. Her legs were shaking. For a moment she thought she was going to pass out. She was glad for the restraints as she bucked her vulva on Eric's fingers and mouth. 

Again as she began to relax, Eric removed his fingers from her vagina and moved forward on her body. She felt the shaft of his cock sliding on the crease of her vulva. From past experience with this marvelous lover, Lisa knew that soon, very soon he would enter her. Eric sucked each of her nipples to full erection as Lisa moaned in appreciation. When he removed the gag, she raised her head, mouth open for the full kiss she knew was coming. Of course his face was soaked with her juices.  She inhaled her own scent as he kissed her deeply. It only took a moment for him to unclasp the restraints, pull the mask away and remove the strap and muffles from her ears.  Another moment and his cock was centered on her hole. Lisa lifted her hips in further invitation - as if any was needed. They were both more than ready for intercourse. 

"Please take me," Lisa said gently into his mouth. 

His eyes locked on hers, he pushed forward, stopping when his cock head was just in her rim. She squeezed. He went deeper, then back to her rim. She squeezed again. 

"Come on Eric. Give it to me. You've teased long enough," Lisa playfully pleaded.

Eric picked up the pace and soon, as if her hips were liquid, they established a mutual rhythm. He adjusted his position to give himself the maximum opportunity to hit her clit with his pubic bone on his in-strokes. She moaned beneath him. He felt her vagina enlarge as she approached another orgasm and Lisa climaxed once more. This time Eric had the pleasure of her vagina clutching his cock again and again.  

"Turn around honey." 

Lisa rolled over into doggy position, knees wide spread, ass high. Eric took her in one slow thrust. Lisa pushed back on every stroke, joyfully copulating with Eric.  She heard his pant and then the grunt of his impending orgasm. He thrust in hard and Lisa pushed back to feel his powerful ejaculation hit the back of her womb. With the prolonged foreplay, he had built up a full load. Lisa felt several strong squirts before his ejaculations began to subside. 

They collapsed on the bed in spoon position as he slid one leg between hers. In their afterglow, she drifted to sleep in Eric's arms, fully satisfied and relaxed.

Cardin Out Call

Emily Tagg was horny. She enjoyed great and frequent sex with her husband, Dean. There was certainly no problem in that department. Over-sexed as he was, she was glad he had the additional outlet of the senior wives. Emily didn't miss being on the call list and she certainly didn't miss the many indignities and occasional degradations that came with the arrangement for senior wives. She did, however, miss having a different one of the over-sexed Executives between her legs every once in a while.

Occasionally when Dean was out of town or out with one of the senior wives, Emily would have one of the senior husbands over and enjoy herself. It was usually good and she relished the deference they showed her. It was definitely again time to spice things up a bit.

Over dinner she asked her husband if he had any plans for the weekend. That was their euphemistic reference to a call under the arrangement. Dean confirmed he planned to call one of the women.  That's when Emily proposed having a couple over and enjoying them together. 

They had done this before and Dean enjoyed it immensely. Soon they were in front of the computer screen reviewing the portfolio of the senior managers. The men had been photographed, just not as extensively or erotically as the women. There were the basic frontal, side and back nudes and a few masturbation shots - enough to get a good idea of the build of the man and a good look at his genitals. They chatted about several and were entertained by how self conscious the men looked displaying their erections drooling pre cum.

"What about the Cardins?" Dean suggested. They both knew them. Emily had always found Jim attractive and sexy. Emily had checked Jim out on a number of occasions but clicked to their portfolio just to take another look at Jim fully erect. 

The Cardins had been promoted to seniors after the Taggs were already Executives, so Emily had never worked with Lisa but knew her from several company parties. Dean had used her twice. He was very complimentary of Lisa's service and cheerful personality. He had worked with Jim and spoke well of him also. Dean left the selection up to his wife. This was her idea and it obviously turned her on. He pulled her to bed telling her she could make her decision in the morning. 

Emily called Lisa and invited her, with Jim, to the Tagg home on Friday evening. Lisa suspected from the beginning of the call that this was not a social invitation. Her suspicions were confirmed when Emily mentioned Jim would be working as well. 

Lisa had Jim's cocktail poured for him as he put his brief case down in the kitchen. As she related Emily's call, she could see Jim tense up. After some prompting, he started to open up his concerns about possibly having to be with a man, despite the warning Kevin had given him before they had given final agreement to the arrangement that eventually he would suck cock and would likely get fucked.

"So what's the big deal here? Dean Tagg has had each of my holes more than once. It's no problem for him to drop a load in my mouth or fuck my ass till it won't close but when it's your turn there's a problem?" Lisa exclaimed, shaking her head at her husband. "You saw the way he left me the last time he was over. I took it. You can too. This is no time to break homophobic Jim."

She continued. 

"Besides, you've gone down on me plenty of times when I was still carrying a full load of an Executive's semen. It's not like you've never tasted the stuff before."

Jim apologized. He acknowledged he had no right to hesitate and would take whatever came. Trying to look at the bright side, he commented that at least he would get Emily.

"Wrong, dumb ass. You have it backwards. Emily is going to have you. Not the other way around." Lisa snapped back. 

They both knew it was time for a break. Mixing fresh drinks, Lisa reminded him of how the Executives used the women. Not cruelly, but indifferently. They just didn't care if the whore came or not. If so, fine. If not, so what? She was just there to be used. It had all been paid for. They treated the cuckolds the same way. Most of the time the cuckold was simply ignored once the Executive was inside the house. There was no reason to believe it was going to be any different with the Taggs.




Executive Privilege Ch. 05



Lisa put them both on the recommended diet in preparation for their out call and made sure Jim stayed fully hydrated. She wanted his pre-cum and semen copious and both of their juices mild and tasty. Wearing white cotton panties and a sleeping bra she snuggled into bed with her husband that night.

"You may as well relax honey. No nookie for you tonight and no self entertainment either. You are expected to be at your peak tomorrow night." 

Jim understood. Abstaining the night before was actually part of the written protocol for a male out call under the arrangement. He lay thinking of the many times Executives had copulated with his wife in this bed and yet - now to enhance their pleasure - he was deprived of having her himself. 

The next day, Friday, Jim saw Dean from a distance a couple of times. In the usual way, since a call was on, both men kept their distance – that is until Dean stepped onto the elevator with Jim as they were heading home. Alone in the elevator car, Jim commented he was glad the hectic week was over. Dean looked Jim square in the eye, smiled and said he was looking forward to starting the weekend.

"I'm getting hard just thinking about getting in your wife's panties tonight."

Jim blushed deeply as he watched Dean adjust his cock in his pants. He was embarrassed and ashamed that Dean so pointedly reminded him that he had the right to his wife's sexual favors.  Earlier in the day this would have been out of line under the accepted protocol. Headed home this way, Jim chalked it up to Dean getting an early start on the evening. 

Lisa had had ffm sessions with most of the Executive couples. She told Jim that the Executive wife had always taken the lead as she expected Emily Tagg to do this evening. Lisa emphasized the importance of staying in character.

"The Executives are highly stimulated when we acknowledge their dominance. You've seen me do that plenty of times verbally and physically. I'll be Dean's whore tonight in front of you. Don't worry about it. You may find you enjoy it." Lisa smiled at Jim reassuringly. Little did she know of the dynamics that would actually transpire.

Lisa expected one or both of them would be used for anal sex. After her first time with the Chairman in Las Vegas, when she anticipated anal, she usually took an enema. She decided an anal cleansing would be prudent for both of them tonight. She told Jim when she finished hers that she would help him with his. While she took care of herself, Jim spent the next thirty minutes contemplating the implications of having his wife flush his bowel in preparation for possible use by Dean or Emily or both. What the fuck had they gotten themselves into?    No convention governed how a senior manager should dress on an out call. Lisa had bought Jim a pair of white silk pants for the occasion. Loose and bedroom sexy, he'd need a jock or his cock would quickly tent the fluid fabric of those pants. Lisa choose a snug black leather thong for him that confined his cock but let his balls hang through a comfortable hole in the bottom. The leather showed through the silk but Lisa thought that made the combo sexier still. 

For herself, she dressed in her favorite outfit - a black open cup bra with matching garter belt and black fishnet stockings. Her slinky red dress with its high cut on her hips and its plunging neckline never failed to make her feel sexy and ready. She had bought new six inch black stiletto platforms. Since the first night of their introduction into the arrangement, Lisa had made crimson lip gloss her trademark. Some strategically placed perfume and she was ready for their finishing touch.

Lisa had bought a pair of new matching black leather collars. Far more ornamental than functional, they were intended to make a visual statement of submission. She actually enjoyed snapping Jim's into place. 

"It would do all of these men some long term good if they each had an occasional session on the service end of the arrangement," she thought to herself.

Lisa knew Jim was nervous as they drove to the Taggs. She had him unbutton his shirt to just above his belt. There was just no way to dress a man for this kind of thing but she wanted Emily to realize they had put forth the effort. Jim was a good looking guy and that wasn't lost in the overall look.

The Taggs greeted them together at the front door. Emily had her long brown hair up, displaying a graceful neck and cleavage. Bra-less, her ample breasts swayed beneath the gossamer material of her stylish dress.   

Jim had always liked Emily. Even though she was the wife of an Executive she was always friendly, even flirty with him. He blushed as she groped the front of his slacks and found the leather thong. 

"Oooooo. I'll bet that's going to be a tight package before too long," she said, leading all of them all into the living room.

The men fixed drinks while Emily and Lisa sat on the sofa and began chatting. Emily asked if Jim had abstained last night. Lisa assured her that he had and was primed with a full load. When Lisa found Emily checking out her breasts, she stood and removed her dress, giving them all a good look at her young body displayed in sexy lingerie. 

"The matching collars were a great thought Lisa. Dean and I have really been looking forward to this," Emily complimented. 

They enjoyed their cocktails as the sexual tension began to build. Lisa noted the tent building Dean's pants.

"Strip. Both of you," Emily said in a husky voice. 

Show time. Moving beside his wife, Jim stripped to his leather thong while she shed her lingerie. She turned and bent at the waist to put her stilettos back on ,offering Emily and Dean a good look at her ass, pussy pouch and labia. Jim's cock was swollen and uncomfortably constrained. He was very self conscious of the fact that Dean was checking out his balls hanging beneath his thong. 

The attractive prostitutes stood facing the Executives, naked, collared and ready for sexual service. Locking Jim's eyes as she walked to him, Emily checked his tight package and then reached below to grasp his hanging nuts. He gasped when she gave them a firm squeeze, relaxed her grip and then squeezed firmly once more. It wasn't intended to hurt and it didn't, but she had made her point. The Executive wife had him by the balls and had let him know it in no uncertain terms.

Lisa smiled inwardly. Good for Emily, and a good object lesson for Jim.   

Emily let her dress fall in folds at her feet. Naked, she settled into an overstuffed arm chair. Watching Jim all the way, she slowly lifted each leg on to a padded arm presenting her sex to him. She nodded once in his direction. Jim walked over and dropped to his knees. Emily started slowly massaging her own breasts and pulling on her nipples. As Jim parted her hair, he inhaled her personal scent deeply. Her vulva spread, he saw the moisture covering her labia, wetting her hair and pooling at the bottom of her slit.  

Dean stood beside his wife, slowly taking off his clothes and watching Jim prepare to service her. When he had undressed he said simply, 

"Lisa." 

Lisa knelt before him stroking his firming cock with one hand while weighing his balls with the other. She made a ring with her thumb and forefinger just above his balls and then gently pulled down stretching his scrotum. Looking up she met his eyes and took his straining penis into her mouth. She didn't have the reputation as the blow job queen of the stable for nothing. Her technique was practiced and skillful. They all heard the wet and sucking sounds of her fellatio. Jim would have looked but Emily had both hands on the back of his head now slowly humping the lower part of her vulva on his face. 

Lisa looked up to find Dean smiling and then glanced over to the armchair. Emily's mouth was open in a sexual pant and she was staring at Lisa.  Not breaking eye contact, Lisa moved her mouth to the head of Dean's cock and opened wide enough to let Emily see how her tongue was flicking the underside of the head of Dean's penis. She intentionally displayed to Emily an oral technique enjoyed by both men and women.

"Lisa, come over here and finish me off," panted Emily.

As Lisa moved into position Jim looked over at Dean, his stiff cock wet, red, and drooling pre-cum. Dean met his eyes. From the look, Jim knew what was expected. He knelt before his superior and fixed his attention on the erection just inches from his face. Looking up at Dean, he took it in his hand, pulled it to his open mouth and took the cock.  Now they heard the sounds of Jim servicing Dean.

Lisa was driving Emily into a frenzy. She massaged Emily's G spot as she flicked and sucked her throbbing clit. Emily gripped the arm chair tightly as she whimpered cries of pleasure and passion.  "Ahhhh" Emily moaned as her orgasm rose from deep within her causing Lisa to feel her contractions around the two fingers she had now thrust deep into Emily's vagina. Emily's legs were shaking on the arms of the chair. 

Watching his wife climax brought Dean over the top. With no more warning than a sigh, he began his own release. Jim heard his sound at the same time he felt the first jet of Dean's ejaculation fill his mouth. The sudden warmth and volume of his semen were new sensations to him. He tried to swallow but found swallowing more complicated than usual with a dick in his mouth. The third stream of Dean's orgasm was too much. Jim just let it run out of the sides of his mouth and drip down onto his protruding leather thong, finally running down his balls. He held Dean's cock with one hand, cupped his balls with the other and sucked the remains of his tapering orgasm.  Looking up at Dean, Jim slowed to gently suckling his superior's penis.

Lisa gave Emily plenty of time to enjoy her afterglow, gently stroking her thighs and sides as she began to clean her up with her tongue. She started in the back prompting Emily to accommodate her by sliding down further in the chair. Lisa could then more easily spread her shapely ass more easily and get where she needed to be. By the time Lisa made her way to her clit, Emily said she felt thirsty and was ready for a fresh drink.

Jim and Lisa went to prepare more drinks for the Executive couple. Their faces still wet from sex, they looked at each other as they worked. Jim saw his wife's pubic hair soaking wet. Lisa saw her husband's cock straining in his thong and Dean's semen on the leather and on his balls. Lisa reminded him not to clean up until given permission. 

"So, that wasn't so bad after all was it?" she asked Jim. 

He agreed it wasn't that bad but he felt humiliated by the experience. 

"No shit? Well, now you know how it feels. Believe me that was nothing compared to what it can be. Remember honey, I go through this once, sometimes twice a month," Lisa responded. 

Emily allowed Jim to release his cock from the constraints of his leather thong as they sat together on the couch. They all watched him carefully work free one testicle at a time. Emily knew he wouldn't last long enough to give her the level of satisfaction she sought and would just make an unnecessary mess between her legs trying. She handed him a napkin and told him to jerk off. 

Blushing deeply to his chest, standing before them, Jim stroked himself as the others sipped their cocktails. Jim noticed Kevin was fully erect and then couldn't help but meet his eyes. Jim's humiliation deepened. They were discussing how long it would take him to come. Lisa chatted casually about the fact that she had put him on the out call diet and had him fully hydrated. They seemed in no hurry whatsoever for Jim to finish himself off and looked to be genuinely enjoying the spectacle he was making of himself. After a few minutes, Jim pulled his penis downward and released a massive load into his napkin, careful not to spill. 

Emily led the way to their bedroom. Jim watched his wife move to the bed and spread her legs for Dean. Emily followed suit settling herself comfortably beside Lisa.  As Dean moved into position between her legs, Lisa lifted her knees and raised her vulva, inviting sex. Jim found it obscene and exciting to watch Dean approach his young wife - his cock fully erect - its purple helmet drooling a long strand of pre-cum. For the first time Jim watched another man mount his wife. There were no tender preliminaries. With one hand on his erection, Dean centered his cock head on her hole and thrust forward. With the second stroke he had taken her to the base of his cock then commencing long strokes. He watched his wife draw her knees back and shove her cunt up at Dean's lunging cock. He had certainly heard her have sex with other Executives but, never witnessed the carnal act. 

Jim took his time massaging Emily's breasts and sucking each nipple to full erection. He leaned down for a kiss. Emily licked around his mouth savoring her husband's semen still sticky on his face. They shared a deep kiss. 

"Take your time Jim.  I want a slow penetration." Soon she felt him slowly enter her wet and swollen vagina, taking his time to stimulate the rim before entering further. Emily enjoyed the feel of a slow initial entry.

Spreading her legs widely for maximum penetration, Emily pulled him into a slightly higher mount so she could massage the cheeks of his ass and to provide a better angle for her to grind her clit against his pubic bone. Jim felt her slow down, give him a strong squeeze with her vagina and announce,

"Its really going to turn me on when Dean fucks you in the ass while you are inside me." 

All of them heard it. Jim froze as a lump formed in his throat. Lisa saw Dean and his wife exchange knowing glances. Clearly, this was preplanned and not just a spontaneous thought of Emily's. 

When Dean withdrew from her, Lisa turned on her side and then knelt beside Jim and Emily. She stroked his back reassuringly and massaged Emily's closest breast. Lisa knew what was about to happen.   

Emily spoke.

"Just lie here and be still. I'll hold you. Just relax. You can get through this." 

Jim lay still, preparing his mind and body for what was about to happen. He was about to get fucked. From a drawer in a bedside table Dean retrieved a bottle of lube. 

"Lube us up Lisa," Dean said from where he was standing beside the bed. 

Lisa quickly knelt beside him and lubricated his cock. She stroked him to a firm erection and then moved onto the bed behind Jim. Emily massaged and spread Jim's buttocks. 

"Relax dear, everything is going to be fine." 

Jim felt his wife's hand on his ass as she first rimmed his anus with lubricant and then worked first one then two fingers into his hole. Lisa probed just to her second knuckle and then rubbed around the outside again. Finally she pushed a generous amount of gel into his still tight anus. 

"Listen to Emily honey. You've got to relax," Lisa coached her husband.  

"Pull you knees forward honey. You need to give Dean better access," Emily said softly. 

Jim had the feeling she was genuinely trying to help him and yet at the same time assist her husband in carrying out their intentions.

Now Jim could feel Dean moving closer behind him, his hairy thighs pressing on his ass. He knew Dean was preparing to mount him and he felt Dean's hand reach between his legs and grasp his balls. In surprise he looked to Lisa to find her watching Dean grip his nuts. He had never been handled by a man. Turning further he looked over his shoulder at Dean who used that moment to give his testicles a firm squeeze. Like Emily, Dean relaxed his grip and then firmly squeezed again – this time holding his grip. Jim met his eyes and with a couple of nods of his head acknowledged his submission and vulnerability. When Dean released him, Emily pulled him to her for a kiss. He then felt the fat head of Dean's cock pressing against his ass hole. Emily opened his cheeks wider to aid her husband's entry. 

"Just relax and accept what's coming."

Lisa was not at all concerned about Dean's handling of her husband's balls or that he was going to take him in the ass. To her this was nothing more than a little dominance game the Taggs had worked out for their own entertainment. They were fully entitled to use Jim this way even if his introduction to anal sex was going to be a bit uncomfortable. She was sure he would get through it and if he could relax, may even enjoy it. She was certainly enjoying the turnabout. She didn't want her husband to be subjected to any extreme pain, but she wanted him to know that being sexually dominated sometimes came with some shame and discomfort.     

Dean put his hand on Jim's back and pushed his cock a little bit further. Emily felt Jim's cock twitch and grow harder, nestled in her warm pussy. 

"I felt that Jim. Exciting isn't it. Lisa, your hubby is hard as steel." 

Dean pushed his cock head into Jim's tight rim. Jim gasped with the pain. Emily saw it on his face. She tilted her hips up and sought contact with her clit.  Once in the right position she was able to hunch her clit on Jim's pubic bone. 

Jim tried to relax. He felt his anus being stretched again. Dean was becoming more insistent with his probing. Within a few seconds Dean pushed his cock head past Jim's rim and paused. Jim was still panting with the discomfort. His ass was on fire. Lisa saw sweat break out on his back. She certainly knew the feeling. Jim looked down at Emily. 

Again Emily saw him wince in pain. She grabbed his ass and pulled him closer now, hunching her clit on him for all she was worth. Her pants and soft cries got everyone's attention. She was about to climax as Jim was experiencing his initiation, his first anal penetration. Again Jim grunted in pain as Dean forced his cock deeper. That did it for Emily. 

"Ahhhhhh!" she cried out as she ground her clit into Jim, clenching and relaxing her vagina and anus as she enjoyed her release.  This made Jim's cock harder but did nothing for his effort to relax his anus.

Lisa tried to sooth him. 

"Easy honey, you can take it. Just relax. Push back. Just like you told me the first time you took my ass." 

Jim though about his own wife taking this same cock several times in the past with no comment to him afterwards about any difficulty.  Now in past the rim, Dean took Jim fully, burying his entire length in his ass in a half a dozen strokes. In a moment Jim let out an involuntary "ahhhhhh!" The others smiled. They knew he was starting to experience the pleasure of anal sex. With all the lubrication Lisa had used, Dean's cock slid in and out with ease. Dean gave him a few long strokes. Jim responded by hiking his ass further up. This had the effect of pushing his cock into the back of Emily's vagina which suited her just fine. 

Emily and Jim had locked eyes. She saw the newfound pleasure Jim was experiencing written all over his face. 

"Good, isn't it?" she asked.

"Damn good," was Jim's reply and he relaxed himself further to enjoy the intense feeling of Dean's cock sliding in and out of his ass.  

Dean picked up the pace. His balls slapped against Jim's as he fucked him harder and harder. Jim felt Dean's thighs against his. He was startled for a moment when Dean grabbed his hips, pushed him into a lower position and then pulled him back as he thrust forward. Jim had dominated Lisa that way many times. Jim felt shame having a man dominate him to the point of positioning his ass for fucking. On each stroke Dean drove Jim's cock into Emily's pussy. Soon this Executive stud was really pounding his cock into Jim's ass, causing Jim to push his cock deeper into Emily. 

Just for fun, a couple of times Dean pulled his big head all the way out showing Lisa the open hole he had made of her husband's anus. Each time he thrust it all the way back in again, giving himself and Jim an intense sexual sensation.




Executive Privilege Ch. 05



Lisa masturbated watching her husband being sodomized. She knew from the sounds he was making and his facial expressions that the pain had passed. He was now experiencing the pleasure of anal intercourse while being sexually dominated by a man for the first time in his life. All in all, Lisa was inwardly pleased. Finally, her husband was getting a first hand taste of what it was like to be an object used for the sexual gratification of dominant superiors.

Jim's head was spinning and he felt his cock was about to explode. Emily felt him swell within her and knew he was close. She was too. Right on the exciting edge of full release. She started to use her muscles to massage Jim's cock. That was more than he could handle. On Dean's next deep stroke Jim started to come. As soon as Emily felt him start to ejaculate, she began her own toe-curling orgasm. As Jim came, his ass hole involuntarily clenched and released, sending Dean into a powerful orgasm of his own. Dean pumped stream after stream of hot cum into Jim's ass. With every thrust of his, Jim pumped more of his into Dean's wife. They took their time finishing. 

Finally, his cock spent, Dean slowly pulled out, a move that Jim found uniquely pleasurable. Jim lay exhausted, trying to catch his breath. Emily continued to hold him inside her even as Dean went to the bathroom to clean up.  

"That was so hot. You took that so well," she murmured approvingly. 

Jim nodded his head – yes – holding her tight. 

"That was incredible." He hoped his anus had closed fully. He couldn't tell for sure.

The women laughed as Jim tried to get up on wobbly legs, stumbled some, and just grinned a big wide grin. 

"Go clean up and get you ass back here," Emily said with a smile.

Dean was toweling off from his brief shower when Jim sat on the toilet. A stream of semen slipped out of his loosened ass as Dean stood watching and listening. He casually hung his towel around his neck, his cock dangling between his legs just a few feet from Jim. Jim knew Dean was reasserting his status as the dominant male. He now knew why Lisa rarely complained about having anal sex. He had also learned what it was like to sexually submit himself to a superior male. Jim felt his penis stir as he stared at Dean's cock. 

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Executive Privilege Ch. 06



Executive Privilege No. 6 - Kevin Takes Lisa.

The author gratefully acknowledges the editorial assistance of WhiteWave48.

These installments build on character development and a theme or plot. To enhance your personal enjoyment of this installment, the reader is encouraged to first read Executive Privilege Ch. 01 - The Arrangement and Ch. 02 -- After the party, Lisa takes her first call.

The Executive men had no qualms about openly discussing their experiences with the various senior wives in front of the senior managers. If there was an Executive in a golf foursome, the subject invariably came up. The senior men heard the lurid details of the Executives' trysts with the wives of their colleagues -- sometimes their own. Once, before Kevin's promotion to Executive, Jim had watched Kevin wince as the pudgy CFO, Jamie Elkin, described how he and the Chairman had taken Kevin's stunningly beautiful blond wife, Ann, in a prolonged double penetration fuck.

After his promotion to Executive, Kevin continued to spend much of his leisure time in Jim's company. It was obvious that Kevin enjoyed describing his own exploits with the senior wives, starting with his first, Mary Ann Martin. At first, Jim took his own prurient pleasure in hearing his friend detail how he would usually start with a blow job, leaving half of his first load in the whore's mouth and the other half sprayed across her face. He was turned on by Kevin's descriptions of the how willingly the senior wives complied with each request, wantonly displaying themselves as he directed, often in the presence of the woman's husband. He was fascinated by Kevin's vivid accounts of the senior wives begging -- as Kevin described it -- to be fucked, spreading their legs before him, whimpering but not resisting as he enjoyed them anally until he was fully satisfied. 

After a while, Jim thought he noticed something else when Kevin was relating one of his sex sessions. Just from the way Kevin looked at him as he portrayed the accounts, it seemed to Jim that he was sending him a message -- a message about how he would use his own wife, Lisa, if he ever got the chance. Jim knew this was a possibility but kept putting it from his mind, hopeful that staunch resistance to the notion maintained by the constantly watchful Ann, Kevin's wife and Lisa's best friend, would be sufficient to avoid it. 

Lisa Gives Ann a Hand

About six months after Kevin's promotion to Executive, Jim had lunch with another senior manager, Allie Voit's husband, Don. In the course of conversation Don asked if Kevin had called Lisa out.

"No, but I sure have the feeling he wants to. It's the way he looks at her and the way he looks at me when he talks about his sessions with the other wives. I'm hoping that our friendship, and especially Ann's close relationship with Lisa, will avoid it," Jim replied. 

"Don't count on it buddy. He's told me he going to have her and when he does, if he uses her like he does Allie, she may be in for a hard session. Last week he slapped Allie's breasts around till she told him to stop because he was hurting her. They were as red as her ass after a good spanking," Don confided.

Jim had seen Allie's full, sloping breasts almost naked at Lisa's coming out promotion party. He'd like to play with them himself and the thought of slapping them around a bit had some appeal, but not to the point of hurting Allie. 

Later that afternoon, Lisa dropped by the Darcy house to leave some boxes of items Ann had said she'd deliver to one of their charity sales. Lisa was on her way home from a call and appeared somewhat self conscious that she was still in her working clothes. She hadn't had a chance to clean up, but her call had been in Ann's neighborhood and she took advantage of the convenience. She found Ann out back by the pool, sunning topless.

"Hi Ann. I was in the neighborhood so I thought I'd drop by to see how the decorations are coming along," Lisa greeted her friend. She sat down on the edge of the lounge chair next to Ann's. With everything she'd been through with Ann, she didn't think anything of having her knees casually spread.

"Not ready for a full tour yet, but we're getting there. Have you been on a call?" Ann asked, checking out Lisa over her sunglasses. 

"As a matter of fact I have," Lisa responded with a smile. "Do you miss it?"

"Yes and no," Ann replied. "Look at you. You were shown the door without even an opportunity to clean up. That I don't miss. I do miss the sex sometimes."

"You're right about being used like a tissue. I just hope this will be worth it. As you well know, the arrangement pays the mortgage now as well as promising privileges for the future," Lisa smiled. "I don't know how we'd do without it."

Ann's nipples hardened as she caught Lisa glancing at her breasts. 

"Well you do look cute. Those fishnets are open front and back, aren't they?" Ann asked looking up her skirt as she put her hand on Lisa's knee.

"Both sides for easy access, as I see you've already noticed," Lisa smiled. "Look, Ann I need to be heading home." 

Ann pulled on one of her own nipples with one hand and stroked Lisa's thigh with her other hand. 

"Come on Lisa. Why not get out of those working clothes and let's take a swim?" Ann coaxed. "I remember giving you a boost one afternoon in a photographer's studio not that long ago, and we have enjoyed one another while on call -- not forgetting a few very nice times in between." 

Ann slid the hand she had been using to play with her nipples down under the top of her bikini bottom. Looking Lisa in the eye, Ann started to stroke herself. 

"Ann, I'm beat. We've had some great fun together. I just don't think I would be very good for you this afternoon. But, I'll certainly give you a little boost if that would help." 

Smiling, Ann just slid her bikini bottom off. Lisa folded a towel beside Ann's lounge chair and kneeled. "Ummmmm" Ann purred as Lisa suckled one of her nipples and ran her middle finger down her already wet slit. Switching breasts, Lisa rimmed her friend's vagina with her finger and then slid two fingers up to gently massage Ann's G-spot, intentionally staying away from her clitoris for the moment. 

Kevin had knocked off from work a couple of hours early and headed on home. As he drove into the driveway he noticed the Cardins' SUV parked alongside, so he knew Ann would be busy chatting with Lisa, as usual. It was Friday. No reason not to start the weekend, so he poured himself a drink before going upstairs to shed his business suit. Unbuttoning his shirt at their bedroom window he glanced down to the pool and did a double take. There was Lisa Cardin on her knees, sucking one of his wife's breasts while masturbating her. 

Lisa switched breasts, moved her middle finger to the bottom of Ann's clit and pressed gently. Ann moaned and pushed herself down on Lisa's finger. Most women have a preference on how they most enjoy clitoral stimulation. Ann certainly did. She liked to be built up to orgasm with strokes along the right side of her clitoral shaft and then finish with full contact on the tip. From their afternoon pleasure sessions together, Lisa knew all about Ann's preferences and began long strokes along the length of her shaft, gently increasing the pressure as Lisa responded by moving her hips in rhythm to Lisa's strokes. 

Watching the two of them perform such a blatant intimacy out there in the open by his pool, Kevin was sexually inflamed and angry at the same time. His wife was using Lisa in the same way he was entitled to use her, and yet Ann insisted that he not call Lisa for his own pleasure. He stripped and was headed downstairs when he had a second thought. Having Lisa Cardin at this moment of opportunity was not what he really wanted. He wanted Lisa on terms to his advantage; the terms of the arrangement. And his wife, who had so strenuously objected to just that, now presented him with the perfect opportunity to have Lisa his way.

Kevin knew exactly what Lisa was doing to his wife. He knew from Ann's hip and leg movements she was climbing to her sexual peak. He moved back to the window and started his own masturbation. He focused his lust on Lisa Cardin's ass and how he was soon going to use it in that position someplace more comfortable than their pool deck.

Arching her back and moaning softly, Ann was about to come and Lisa knew it. She moved to the tip of Ann's clit and began to lash it with her finger. 

"Yes. Yes. Yessss!" Ann cried as her orgasm began on her clitoris and spread deep throughout her vulva. Lisa, knowing her friend well, lightened her finger pressure just slightly and stroked Ann to another strong release.

Kevin was ready himself. He was standing over one of their bedroom chairs, one of his wife's silk blouses casually left on the seat. When he saw his wife lift her hips in orgasm, he began spraying his load on his wife's blouse. So be it. He was marking his territory now and he fully intended his wife to take note.

"Lisa, that was wonderful. Thank you. I just wish you had the time for me to return the favor," said Ann once she came down from her orgasmic release. 

"Hey, you have certainly been there for me in times of need," Lisa replied. "I hate to just rub and run, but I'm late on some things I need to do at home. Let's get together soon without the time limitations." 

Ann picked up her towel and walked with Lisa back into the house to find Kevin in the kitchen. Both women blushed nervously not knowing what if anything Kevin had seen of their poolside intimacy. 

Kevin took a good look at Lisa and remarked, "Been working today Lisa? Care for a drink?" 

"Yes, actually I have been working. Good to see you Kevin. I've got to pass on the drink. I've just got to get home. I'll let myself out," Lisa responded.

Worrying that Kevin had seen her and Lisa at the pool, Ann went upstairs for her shower. After she'd patted herself dry with a fresh towel, she moved through their bedroom naked, preparing to dress for dinner. There she noticed the wet stains on her blouse still on the chair by the window overlooking the pool. Just from the look of things she knew the origin. As she glanced out the window at the lounge chairs on the pool deck, there was no doubt in her mind Kevin had witnessed her sexual interlude with Lisa. 

Kevin quietly moved behind his wife as she stood before the chair and her soiled blouse. 

"I watched you with Lisa," he softly said as he cupped her breasts. 

Ann started at his voice and touch, but remained calm. She knew her husband was highly sexed, and watching this afternoon's session with Lisa had almost certainly put his libido in a high state of lust. Then she felt his erect cock thrust suggestively at her anus. 

"Kevin, why not call one of the wives and act this out with someone besides me," Ann responded. 

"Great idea honey. Give Lisa a ring for me, won't you dear. I've been looking forward to a piece of her ass. Now is as good a time as any," Kevin replied as he continued to probe her anus. 

"No. Not Lisa. Not now. Look, I know you are going to have her after what went on this afternoon. Please let me set this up as a couple's weekend. It could be so much more fun that way. Please Kevin." Ann was almost pleading.

"You had your fun with Lisa. I'm going to have mine. Now bend over the chair," Kevin replied as he pushed more firmly into her anus.

"Let me get the lube," Ann said, accepting the inevitable and moving toward the bed stand and the lubricant in the drawer. Squeezing it into her hand, she made a generous application to her anus and then, looking her husband in the eye, lubed his cock. She was prepared for him now, so she bent over the chair and submitted herself to her husband.

Kevin took her as Annlooked down at her soiled blouse then out their bedroom window at the now empty lounge chairs where a short time ago she had received her own pleasure at the hand of Lisa Cardin. He asked her how many times she'd been with Lisa. Where? When last? 

Ann didn't lie as she divulged the details while he slowly stroked his cock deep into his beautiful wife's ass. Ann pushed back on each stroke now, enjoying this familiar pleasure from her husband. 

Ok, Lisa was fucked; or soon would be by Kevin. The way Kevin had lusted over Lisa through the past years, it was inevitable. She would at least give Lisa a warning call, Ann thought to herself as she reached between her legs. As her husband erupted in her ass, she brought on her own release. 

Kevin's Turn with Lisa.

Kevin had made up his mind. He was going to call Lisa out whether Ann liked it or not. He had the feeling after last Friday afternoon's pool side discovery that most of the resistance had gone out of Ann. Having been caught in the act, Ann could hardly object to Kevin exercising his privilege with Lisa, a privilege they had worked hard to obtain. He knew he was finally going to get into Lisa Cardin's panties. He kept himself in a delightful state of sexual tension for several days, pondering the several ways to initiate the date.

"Ann, I'm going to call Lisa out for Friday night. I doubt that I'll use her all night. Do you want me to have her over here or go to her house?" Kevin casually asked over cocktails on Wednesday evening. 

Ann knew this was coming and was resigned to it. Lisa would just have to 'suck it up', so to speak, and put out for Kevin. Ann was confident their friendship could continue once Kevin got this out of his system. Lisa had already told her as much. 

"Kevin, Jim wasn't a part of what brought things to this point but if he's included, it might make things a little easier on our relationship with the Cardins. I know you want to use Lisa. Still, this can be an opportunity to have some fun with Jim. You know how well he and I get along. This time Jim can enjoy a few fringe benefits of our friendship. It's been awhile since I had a new man and you know I have always been attracted to Jim," Ann proposed. 

Once Kevin was sure Ann understood and accepted that he would have the opportunity to make full use of Lisa alone, he agreed to let Ann work Jim into the evening's activities in some way, as she saw fit. One thing was clear -- Kevin and Lisa must be given precedence at all times. 

Kevin reached for the phone.

"I'll do it Kevin. I feel like I owe Lisa at least the courtesy of a call from me," Ann said.

Lisa caught the phone on the fourth ring. "Hello."

"Lisa, it's Ann." 

The two women chatted for a few moments about the Darcys' newly decorated dining room before Ann came around to the purpose of her call. Kevin was quickly swelling to full erection as he listened to his wife set him up with Lisa.

"Lisa, Kevin and I would like you to come over Friday night. Would that be breaking up any serious plans?" Ann asked.

"No. We were planning on a movie, but I'm sure Jim would like this better. What can I bring?" Lisa answered.

"You don't need to bring anything Lisa. Including Jim." Ann paused. "You'll be working."

"Oh," was all Lisa could say. She knew this call would be coming but was unprepared for the impact it had on her. She was speechless -- almost breathless.

"The car will pick you up at eight," Ann finished in a flat tone of voice.

Ann noticed her husband's full erection in his slacks. "Would you like me to take care of that for you or do you just want to borrow one of my blouses?" 

Once Lisa regained her composure she called Jim and reported Ann's call. Then she related the incident last Friday with Ann at the pool. Jim thought for a moment.

"Well, it is his privilege but it just doesn't seem fair to you. What do you think we should do?" he asked. "Do you want me to call Kevin? I certainly will. In fact, I'll walk upstairs right now."

"No," Lisa said sharply. "I've been called out. I'll be there on time, put out my best and I'll do it with a smile. I was taught to do that by Ann herself. Unless, Jim, having done all this, you want to risk an early exit from Andra. Kevin has the power to make something like that happen you know." 

"I've got an eleven o'clock golf game with Kevin on Saturday. He's my partner this weekend," Jim said, as he thought of several of the ways Kevin might have his way with Lisa on Friday night. 

Friday evening, Lisa prepared for her call. 

"There's nothing unfair about this. We both expected it would come sooner or later. I just wish it hadn't come up over the incident at the pool," Lisa told Jim as she finished patting herself dry from her shower. 

"Well, you'd think they could have at least included me after all the time we've been together," Jim replied, watching Lisa trying to decide what to wear. 

"Why include you? This is my job. We both know that," Lisa said as she selected a black shelf bra. She decided to skip a thong. A lacy black garter and black back-seam fish net stockings had become one of her favorite outfits. Jim watched with rising arousal as she settled her breasts onto the bra and then gave her nipples a hard pull to check their position. 

"Jim, you must have noticed how Kevin looks at me. It's not the admiring glances you give Ann's breasts or ass when you think no one else is watching. Even before his promotion, Kevin was coming on to me. I always rejected him." Lisa continued. 

"Several times Ann and I have discussed a couples weekend -- a friendly swap among friends. We always decided that introducing sex among us could impair our friendships -- not that Kevin and I share a particularly warm friendship. Soon after his promotion, he told Ann that one way or another he was going to call me out. With nothing to lose, Ann has begged him to do this as a couples weekend. No way. Kevin doesn't want a friendly fuck. He wants me as his whore. And now we're there." She turned to Jim. 

"I'll be fine darling. I can handle this," Lisa assured her husband. "But I don't know when I'll be home. Ann didn't offer that and I didn't feel like asking. At least Kevin's not coming over here to play this out with you in the house." 

"No problem. I'll probably be up," Jim replied.

"Right," said Lisa with friendly skepticism. "What do you think of this one?" She held up a semi-sheer black cocktail dress cut to just above her stocking tops. It had a wide neckline that would work well with her shelf bra. It was just tight enough to give her erect nipples the attention they deserved. 

"Killer, honey. Kevin is going to be one lucky bastard tonight," Jim replied.

"And tomorrow night and the next night. Face it. They're made," Lisa carried on, smoothing her dress around her breasts to be sure it was just the right fit. 

Jim could make out the outline of the garter belt through the dress, framing his wife's gorgeous ass. 

As she finished her look off with 6 inch stiletto platforms, Lisa thought to herself that Kevin, 18 years her senior, was going to do a lot more than just look tonight. This would not be a quickie or a spirited romp between friends. She knew what was in store. She may as well dress for it and start to get in the mood.

Jim stepped behind her as she applied a bright red lip gloss and dark eye liner. She paused while he stroked on her favorite perfume, taking part in preparing her for Kevin. 

"Put a little on my wrists honey," she requested.

After Jim put his wife in the limo waiting in their driveway, he was left to his own thoughts. His lunch conversation with Don Voit immediately came to mind. The stories about how Kevin used the women had been making the rounds. He though back to how Lisa described Kevin's first call with Mary Ann Martin and how Mary Ann had been sore for days afterward. 

Jim knew all about Ann and Lisa, or at least thought he did. Lisa had not hidden it from him. All she asked was that he not mention it to Kevin, which of course he had not. Jim also knew that until tonight, Lisa was strongly opposed to sex with Kevin under any arrangement, and until now had Ann's support on the issue. Well, that was about to change. In a short period of time his young wife was going to make another installment payment on the price of the luxuries of their senior status. Any moment now, his wife was about to become his best friend's whore. 




Executive Privilege Ch. 06



Lisa felt both repulsed and stimulated at the prospect of being gathered by a limo and delivered to the venue where she would submit herself to this particular Executive. She hated the fact that once she got into the car, the events that were about to transpire were out of her hands. The limo had one destination and one destination only, and she knew what waited there. Once in the car, she was captive to the process and its inevitable conclusion. 

On the other hand, the ride produced a sexual anticipation that she could not resist. She was dressed for the occasion. The driver knew it and she knew he knew it. It set and heightened the mood for her in a way that waiting for the Executive in her own home never did. At home, the event had an air of duty shared by her husband. In the limo, she was a whore on call. Alone. 

Lisa had been to the Darcys' new house a number of times. On another occasion she would have just knocked and let herself in with a greeting. Tonight she rang the bell and waited on the porch.

"Do come in Lisa." Ann greeted her with a hug, looking especially beautiful with her full blond hair flipped in on her shoulders. She was dressed in a classy silk blouse, sans bra, and pleated matching skirt. Very smart and, Lisa imagined, very expensive. 

"Lovely dress," Ann commented, looking directly at Lisa's erect nipples as she spoke. "Can I fix you a drink? Your usual? Vodka martini. Two olives?" 

"Sure," Lisa quickly answered with a smile, not quite sure how to deal with this new situation. 

Kevin came down and Ann handed him his Makers Mark. This time he made no pretext about taking a good look at Lisa. 

"Nice dress," he smiled. "Let's have a look at the other side."

Lisa turned and paused.

"That outfit shows off your ass nicely," Kevin complimented. 

"Thanks Kevin. That means a lot coming from you." Lisa turned and met his eyes with a smile. 

"Kevin's really been looking forward to this, Lisa. I know he'd like to see how you dress for work," Ann said, and just let her comment hang among them.

"Of course," Lisa replied, trying to keep her composure in front of the two of them. Although Ann had seen her naked many times and they both, no doubt, had looked at her photographs on file, this was different. A lot different. Kevin had stripped her naked with his eyes numerous times but he had never seen her naked in the flesh. 

"Would you mind, Kevin?" she asked as she offered her martini glass to Kevin to hold. She questioned her earlier judgment about her choice of lingerie as she unzipped the cocktail dress. Lisa felt her nipples harden as it fell to the floor.

"Nice tits Lisa," Kevin commented. Lisa responded by pinching and pulling her nipples to full erection. He shifted his attention to between her legs. This time Lisa just smiled and fluffed her bush. 

Kevin took his time admiring her displayed breasts, erect nipples and the scant bedroom attire she wore below her waist. Ann looked at her and smiled. 

"Lovely, as usual. Turn around Lisa," Ann calmly requested at this point, feeling there was more to be gained by playing along with Kevin than trying to cushion the use her husband was going to make of her best friend.

Lisa looked at Kevin and extended her hand to recover her drink. She took a sip and then made a slow turn, offering an erotic view of her ass. 

She felt him move forward and slide his hands under her bra shelf, taking her breasts in his hands. He moved one hand to a buttock. He took a good feel of its weight and soft texture before groping her wet slit. 

"Spread your legs, Lisa," Kevin told her, anticipating how he was going to be shoving his cock up his friend's hairy slit in a very short time.

Lisa knew she had no choice, and she knew these were only the preliminaries. She opened her legs. She felt him run his fingers to her clit and back to her anus. He pulled her long lips as far as they would stretch. Lisa felt a twinge in her clitoris and cunny that she was all too familiar with. She knew she was already wet and was now flowing like a fountain. As she turned back to Ann and Kevin, she saw his wet fingers under Ann's nose, offering his wife Lisa's musky scent. 

"I don't know what you're so worried about dear. Our young friend here is soaking wet. She's looking forward to this, aren't you Lisa? Show Ann how wet you are Lisa." He glanced to his left. "That arm chair will work just fine to help you give us both a good look," Kevin continued before Lisa could answer his question.

Lisa expected Kevin to ask for something like this but had not expected to display herself for him in front of Ann. Oh well. Ann had certainly seen it all before. 

Lisa moved to the chair and decided to begin by bending over. She spread her feet, leaned into the chair and with one hand positioned low on her ass cheek, pulled it aside. She knew this classic pose would exhibit her anus and most of her vulva. She switched hands and pushed her ass out further, presenting herself even more fully. 

She turned and settled into the chair. Watching her appreciative audience of two, she leaned back and put her heels up as she spread her legs. Looking Ann in the eyes, she hooked her elbows behind her knees and pulled her legs back and out, sliding forward as she did so. 

She knew she was wet. She had been wet since she got into the limo for the ride over. What girl wouldn't be wet at a moment like this? She reached down and spread her swelling lips with the V of her fingers, brushing her erect clit as she did. She slid further down now, flaunting her anus and giving Kevin a good look at the cunt and ass he had been lusting over for so long and was now within moments of taking for his pleasure. 

Most of the time Lisa didn't consider herself a slut. At times like this, posing as she was, she was deeply aware that she was just that -- a slut making a spectacle of herself. She knew her prominent clitoris and full, elongated lips were swollen and highly visible to her friends. She could feel her own copious juices flowing down to her anus.

"Charming, my dear. I'm sure Kevin will enjoy you as much as I have," Ann commented. 

Ann insisted on showing her the newly decorated dining room. Lisa felt naked and ashamed as she walked around, provocatively displayed to her friends. Her stilettos had their natural effect of showing off her shapely legs as well as making her ass and breasts more prominent.

Looking Lisa in the eye, Ann chose her words carefully. 

"Lisa, Kevin will use you tonight. I may be up to join you later, but right now I've got a call to make." Ann kissed her husband on the cheek. "Enjoy yourself dear." And with that, Ann turned her back on Lisa and walked to the back of their house.

Lisa took a pull on her martini, looking at Kevin over her glass.

"Let's go upstairs Lisa. Ladies first," Kevin said in a firm voice. 

Lisa put her glass on a table and walked toward the stairs. She knew he had his eyes on her ass and between her legs all the way up the stairs. Lisa led the way to the Darcy bedroom and once though the open door, turned to face Kevin. The time had come. Mrs. Lisa Cardin was now going to prostitute herself to Mr. Kevin Darcy. 

When he stood before her, she pulled his head to hers for an open mouthed kiss. She ran her fingers through his hair and swirled her tongue around his mouth, pushing it as far down his throat as she could. Kevin returned the kiss, his hands roaming her body freely. He pressed his erection to her crotch. Lisa responded by grinding herself on his cock and her nipples onto his chest. Kevin leaned down and sucked one nipple and then the other. He pushed her breasts together and sucked both long nipples into his mouth. 

Lisa knew what was expected of her. At this point there was every reason to give him her best.

Embracing him, she ran her hands along his back. 

"You've got me hot Kevin. I'm wet for you. We both knew this was going to happen. I'm here to pleasure you Kevin. It's all you tonight," Lisa said into his open mouth, pressing her breasts to his chest and her crotch on his thigh.

When the kiss broke, Lisa dropped to her knees. She unbuckled and unzipped Kevin. Pulling his pants and boxers down, Lisa found herself looking at the largest cock she had ever held in her hand. From her knees she looked up into his eyes, licked her lips and smiled before she slipped his cock into her mouth. Lisa prepared herself to suck her long time friend to orgasm. 

Soon Kevin was thrusting into her mouth, going for her throat. Lisa put her hands on his ass and pulled him in. She knew if she could get the angle right he would push down her throat. It happened. Kevin was in her throat.

"Ugh! Lisa! Fuck that's tight," he grunted.

Lisa worked his thick cock into her throat, her saliva running out the sides of her mouth onto her uplifted breasts. Kevin started thrusting again. She felt his buttocks clench and his cock grow even larger. She knew he was there. With a grunt, his first spurt went straight down her throat. He slid his cock from her throat and the second jet filled her mouth. Kevin finished by spraying her face, some missing and landing in her hair. Lisa looked up at him and opened her mouth, showing him his semen pooled on her tongue. Then she swallowed. Kevin wiped his cock on her face.

Without wiping away the wet cum, Lisa took his cock back into her mouth and massaged it with her tongue as she sucked it clean. 

"That was great Lisa," Kevin said, with what Lisa took to be a sincere smile. She pulled herself to her feet and wiped her face with the back of her hand. 

While Kevin made them both another drink, Lisa relaxed on the bedroom sofa. She put a towel under herself, mindful not to stain the fabric with the juices flowing so freely from between her legs. Beside making small talk with her, he casually fondled her breasts and enjoyed her naked beauty. Lisa snuggled close, actually enjoying the break with him. 

"Kevin. I'm soaking. You've got me so hot," she said somewhat coyly, wondering what would be next. 

"Strip." A single word in a husky voice. Kevin felt his cock surge and a sudden rush of power and control as he watched Lisa comply - standing up before him - reaching behind her back to unclasp her bra. 

Lisa felt the thrill of it as well. She let her bra slide down her arms and reached to pull her own nipples. She pinched hard and stretched them out further and further.

Kevin thought she was going to pull her nipples off her breasts until she released, her breasts suddenly settling on her chest, her nipples now extended a full inch. He knew he was in control of this young woman.

Lisa turned, bent, and unstrapped her stockings, providing him an unobstructed view the like of which he had never had before. She hooked her thumbs in her belt and slid it off her hips, letting it drop to the floor. Bending lower, she unstrapped her stilettos and stepped free of her shoes. Slowly, she slid her stockings off her legs. Finally, bent fully at the waist, Lisa strapped her stilettos back on. Turning, she used two fingers to separate her lips. Every man she had ever been with had enjoyed intense visual stimulation from her long lips hanging below her vulva.

Kevin was no exception. Her strip had him fully erect. He was taken by the beauty of a woman he respected in her own right and as the wife of a close friend. Despite his drink, his mouth was dry in his lust for this young woman. Kevin saw a bead of moisture form on one of her distended lips. Lisa watched his cock twitch.

"Kevin. I want you. I want your big cock," Lisa purred.

"Get on the bed Lisa," Kevin demanded, still not used to her complete submission to him. 

Lisa immediately moved to the center of the bed, spreading her legs and raising her knees to give Kevin another unobstructed view of her sex. Kevin moved between her legs. His cock was red, erect and dripping pre-cum. Lisa used her hands to pull up on her mound, revealing her long and swollen clit. She pulled her sheath back exposing her prominent pink nub. 

"Lower," Kevin panted, never moving his eyes from between her legs. 

Lisa spread her hair with both hands. She firmly grasped her dark and swollen lips and stretched them slowly down until she felt the pain, then pulled them out in a full display of her vulva. Lisa felt her juices running down her ass crack. 

He found her scent in such close proximity overwhelming. He had to taste the woman he had lusted for so long. He pushed her legs back further and went down on her. He sucked her long, fully swollen long lips into his mouth using his tongue to lap at her flowing hole. He felt her prominent clit push on his nose. He moved up to suck it into his mouth along with her lips. Again he moved low to lap her juices from her cunt hole. He had no interest in stimulating this woman, his friend, for her pleasure. He was doing nothing more than satisfying his own lust. 

Lisa felt her clit swollen to bursting in Kevin's mouth. She hoped he was ready to fuck. She decided to give him something to aim at.

"Here Kevin. Here's where I want you," Lisa groaned as she moved her hands low on her vulva, spreading herself and relaxing to display her open hole. Kevin came up for a full breath of air and was met with the sight of Lisa's shameless display. 

"Please Kevin. Fuck me. I need your big cock. Fuck me," Lisa implored.

Lisa watched him move forward to mount her. His thick, long cock was fully erect. His large low hanging nuts were swinging between his legs. 

"Yes. Please Kevin. Give it to me baby," Lisa moaned as she raised her hips in further invitation. Kevin stroked his cock along her wet slit. 

Kevin took her slowly. He had spent quite some time with this woman and her husband. He wanted to prolong this lustful pleasure. 

"Nice cunt Lisa. Tight," Kevin said as he started with long strokes, pausing on her rim for her to squeeze his cock head. 

"Tight for you, Kevin. Yours for the taking," Lisa moaned.

"That's it Lisa. You know what to do. Be a good little whore and squeeze me good."

Kevin was inflamed. So was Lisa. At the bottom of each of his slow deep strokes, Lisa constricted her vaginal muscles around his cock. She raised her hips to get contact on her clit -- a move that Kevin accommodated by a push of his own. Soon their rhythm of pleasure was enhanced by a deep kiss. 

"Harder Kevin. Fuck me hard now. Come on -- let go. I want it hard," Lisa urged him.

Lisa felt herself being driven into the mattress. He reached down, pulled her legs to his shoulders, reaching deeper inside. It was then that Lisa felt her own lust reach an even higher level. She had never had a cock like his, so thick and so long. Every stroke seemed deeper and harder than the last. His balls were slapping her wet anus on each forceful stroke. 

"Yes. Fuck me Kevin. Fuck me with your big cock. Fuck your whore," Lisa cried out in heated passion. 

"Turn around Lisa. Let's change the pace," Kevin said.

As Lisa rolled to get into position and looked round for more instruction, she froze in shock, her pounding heart beating so hard she thought it would stop. Beside the bed stood Ann and Jim -- both naked. Her husband was fully erect, pre-cum dripping down his cock, one strand hanging a couple of feet from his slit. Lisa almost fainted.

"Go ahead Lisa, you heard the man. Mind if we join the party?" Ann said with a smile. 

Jim met Lisa's eyes as she settled into position on her hands and knees, her heart still thumping but slowly returning to normal. He watched his wife spread her knees further, presenting her anus and cunt to Kevin as he moved into position behind her.

Once Kevin had centered his cock on Lisa's cunt, he slid it forward slowly, taking Lisa in front of her husband and his own wife. He began with slow long strokes. Jim watched Kevin's large cock pull his wife's long labia, and then her vaginal sheath out along its shaft, then push them in as he thrust fully into her.

Ann moved in front of Jim and pulled his hands to her breasts. She felt his penis push between her legs as he massaged her breasts. Jim felt his cock sliding through her soaking hair and warm lips. He turned Ann around and kissed her deeply, running his hands down her back to cup her ass. Regardless of what was going on with Lisa and Kevin, he was totally blown away by the prospect of sex with this beautiful blond.

"I'm glad you called," he whispered in Ann's ear.

"We couldn't have this party without you," Ann replied rubbing her bush on his cock. "Come on. We can't let them have all the fun." 

Ann took him by the hand and led him to the bed in front of Lisa and Kevin. Ann relaxed on her back, knees up, legs spread, watching Jim take in the charms nestled in the fine blond thatch of hair between her legs. 

"How do you want me sweetie?" Ann asked as she spread her lower lips in the customary invitation for sex with which every woman is practiced and familiar. 

Jim had to have a taste of this beautiful blond, as desperate as he was to mount her. He went down on her, scooping up her flowing juices with his broad tongue. Lisa was familiar with Ann's musky scent when she was aroused and knew her husband had to be fully engulfed by it.

Lisa felt Kevin's thumb invade her anus. 

"Oh yes baby. Play with my asshole Kevin. That feels great."

Jim had to fuck, and Ann was more than ready. She pulled him to her as he took her in one smooth stroke. 

"I'm not going to last very long," Jim warned.

"Don't worry. We've got all night. I should have blown you before we came upstairs to take the edge off. Go for it Jim. Enjoy," Ann encouraged him as she stroked his back and put her legs on his calves for a more intimate fit. 

Feeling Kevin pause, Lisa looked back over her shoulder.

"Fuck my cock Lisa," he said giving her a push forward with his hips.

"Sure Kevin. For sure I'll fuck that big cock for you," and Lisa started her own back and forth stroke.

"You can do better than that," Kevin said as he started to slap her ass. "Fuck me Lisa." And he slapped each cheek a bit harder, becoming enflamed by the red marks he was making on her ass.

Jim turned and watched Kevin slap Lisa and felt his own cock swell harder with each slap of his wife's ass. He was unprepared for Lisa's reaction.

"Yes. Harder! Slap me harder. Come on Kevin. Give it to me you stud," Lisa begged, pushing her hips back on Ann's husband with each determined stroke. 

Kevin grabbed Lisa's hips with both hands and pounded her with his big cock. Jim watched Kevin hit her harder and harder; with each stroke his nuts swinging between his legs. Lisa's breasts were undulating wildly below her. Kevin grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her head back. She met Jim's eyes. With his other hand he grabbed a breast, all the while relentlessly thrusting into her. He looked over at Jim and thrust even harder in to Lisa.

Jim saw the unrestrained lust in Kevin's eyes and watched his long cock thrust deeply into Lisa, time and time again. Kevin broke into a sweat as he continued to pound Lisa. 

"This is so fucking hot Jim. I'm ready to come just watching them. Any time you're ready baby, just let go. I'll be there with you," Ann encouraged Jim. 

Lisa had never been so powerfully fucked in her life and she was loving every stroke of it. She felt her orgasm start in her pelvis. She started grunting on each pounding stroke. She reached between her legs and stroked her clit. Fuck, Kevin was hitting her hard and deep, she thought. 

"Ahhhhhh! Ahhhh!" Lisa came. She clutched Kevin's cock in her orgasm. 

This took Kevin over the top. Lisa heard his deep grunt and felt his cock press against her cervix and then the first jet of his hot semen.

Jim thrust hard into Ann. As pent up as he was, he came in almost a continuous stream. 




Executive Privilege Ch. 06



"Yes. Yes," Ann cried out loud as she bucked her clit on him and joined Jim in a full release, her vagina clenching as her orgasm rolled over her.

"Ahhhhhhhhh!" Lisa came again.

Jim's attention was torn between his wife, panting in her orgasm, and Kevin pushed deep within her, ejaculating again and again. 

Kevin and Lisa collapsed into one another's arms. Still shaking, Lisa kissed Kevin's face and stroked his back. Inwardly she was amazed at how truly wonderful she felt. That big cock was a potent thrill -- thick enough to really give her a good stretch and long enough to get really deep. She was satisfied and didn't mind acknowledging it. 

"Thank you Kevin. That was wonderful. It was a great fuck. I think I came three times. I sure hope you've got some left," Lisa murmured in his ear and running her fingers through his hair. 

Ann smiled as she enjoyed the feel of Jim's cock still within her. "That was so hot. Thank you Jim," Ann said as she pulled him to her for a kiss. 

"So did Lisa live up to your expectations?" Ann playfully asked her husband who had an arm around Lisa, her face and breasts nuzzled in his chest.

"Outstanding in every way," Kevin answered, looking at Jim.

"Thank you Kevin," Lisa purred, looking up from his chest to acknowledge his compliment.

The lay together a while enjoying their afterglow, then joined one another at the bar for a drink. To enhance Kevin's experience, Lisa moved from her husband to Kevin's side and put her arm around his waist, pressing her breasts to his side. She knew full well the effect this was likely to have on Kevin. Ann and Jim noticed the stream of cum running down the inside of Lisa's right thigh. 

Kevin felt a rush and surge in his cock knowing he had taken Jim's wife in front of him and now had her snuggled at his side, his semen running down her leg.

Ann and Lisa both knew the reaction Kevin was having. 

"Quite a rush, isn't it dear?" Ann asked. 

"Unbelievable. How did you know?" he responded.

"Believe it or not, it can be a rush both ways. Lisa and I have both experienced it. Not always. But with the right man, in the safety of the arrangement, in the heat of the moment, it's an incredible release. Besides, it's fun to play the part. And you guys have nothing to worry about. None of those other men have anything over you. Yes, you've taken Lisa as is your privilege to do. Keep in mind; she has also had you to her intense satisfaction," Ann explained without shame.

"Want to play some more Kevin? Go ahead. I do. Come on," Lisa encouraged. 

"Lisa, move over to the mirror," Kevin said.

Lisa left his side and stood before their bedroom mirror.

"Put your hands behind your head and spread your legs," Kevin ordered. 

Lisa met Ann's eye in the mirror as she felt Kevin move behind her and grope her ass. He took his time. She felt his finger gather some moisture from her dripping hole, massage her anus and then not so gently work its way in. He moved to her breasts, pinching her erect and hard nipples. He used both hands to push her breasts up and then pull them down and out. Not painful, but a deliberate handling of objects that had drawn his attention since he had known her. Lisa couldn't help herself. It did feel good.

"Feel me up good baby. You know I want some more," Lisa encouraged. 

"Stick your tits out further," He said. 

Lisa arched her back, putting her breasts on full display. She was excited about the way he was treating her in front of Jim. She felt him humping his cock in the crack of her ass. In the mirror Lisa saw that her husband was again fully erect. She caught his eye and gave him a big smile. 

Ann walked in front of her and pressed her breasts to Lisa's -- erect nipple to erect nipple. Ann then dipped her hand to the lips hanging between Lisa's legs, slippery with Kevin's cum, stretching them down till Lisa whimpered. She pulled her two fingers up around the shaft of Lisa's clit, finding it erect and swollen. Lisa moaned and started to hump Ann's two fingers. She felt like a bitch in heat, squirming on Ann's hand with Kevin's cock pressed to her ass. With her eyes locked with Ann's, Lisa grunted and tried to buck her clit on Ann's hand. She was on the edge of orgasm. Ann knew it and she knew exactly how to bring her off. Lisa was bucking her hips for relief. Ann put her other hand behind her head and pulled her in for a deep kiss. Two hard flicks on the end of her clitoris and Lisa climaxed. Kevin had to hold her up as she shook in his arms. 

Ann moved to a chair, slung her legs over the comfortably upholstered arms and slid to the front edge. She smiled at Lisa.

Lisa could not wait to get to the hot blonde. She walked in front of Ann and dropped to her knees. Her wet slit and pink clit presented themselves within her soft blond bush. Parting her hair with her hands, she lowered her mouth to Ann's vulva. With a practiced familiarity, she sucked her slippery red lips into her mouth, flicking them with her tongue. Lisa lowered herself further to tongue Ann's hole, loose and sodden with Jim's jism. For Ann, the tension in her clit became almost unbearable.

"You're delicious, Ann. Your scent is driving me wild," Lisa told her. 

Kevin sat down in a chair beside Ann's to enjoy the show; his cock hanging between his legs. Kevin looked at Jim. Jim thought back to his experience with Dean Tagg and pulled up a chair on the opposite side of Kevin, hoping Kevin would be sufficiently entertained with the women before him. 

"Ann, if you'll move a little lower, I'll try to make up for being in such a rush the other day," Lisa said with a wicked smile.

"No need but -- if you insist," Ann said as she adjusted herself to give Lisa better access to her anus. Lisa slowly began rimming Ann's most personal hole. 

"Oh, you know that feels great Lisa. Thank you dear," Ann sighed, enjoying the forbidden pleasure.

Then Jim heard it - the request he anticipated would come at some time in the evening.

"Jim, come over here and get me ready to fuck your wife again," Kevin said in a steady tone of voice. 

Jim knew he had little choice and was embarrassed that his cock stiffened as he walked over to Kevin. He went to his knees and took Kevin's cock in his hand. Kevin's pubic hair was soaked with a combination of semen and vaginal secretions. He knew he would be spending the day with this man on the golf course tomorrow. Blushing deeply in shame, he took Kevin's penis into his mouth and with sunken cheeks, sucked his cock. 

Lisa pushed her tongue up Ann's ass as far as she could, then commenced full in and out strokes. Lisa's nose was in the rim of Ann's vagina. Ann's musk, Jim's semen and the taste of her ass engulfed Lisa's senses. She moved a hand up to Ann's mound and began to thumb the side of her clit to enhance her pleasure.

Jim pleasured Kevin's cock with his mouth and tongue. He held his penis up with one hand and with the other brought his low-hanging testicles to his mouth. One at a time, he sucked each of Kevin's balls into his mouth. He carefully pulled each down and massaged it with his tongue. Looking up, he met Kevin's eyes and knew his friend was not only enjoying the physical pleasure but also Jim's humiliation. Kevin could be such an asshole.

Lisa knew she was getting through to Ann when Ann started to moan and thrust her hips.

"Lisa, please finish me with your mouth on my clit and a couple of fingers on my G-spot," Ann gasped. 

"My pleasure my dear," Lisa replied, smiling.

"Yes. Yes. Don't stop. Oh fuck! Ahhhhhhhhh!" Ann panted as she came to climax on Lisa's mouth, clenching Lisa's fingers tightly with her vagina. 

From the way Ann was bucking her hips, Lisa knew her best friend and former sister whore was going for another orgasm. Lisa stayed with her as Ann cried out in pleasure again and then went limp. She let her friend come down slowly, her mouth motionless on her clit and fingers very still in Ann's throbbing cunt.

"Thank you," Ann said as she pulled Lisa to her for a deep kiss, acknowledging the intense personal pleasure Lisa had just delivered and sharing with pleasure the mixed flavors in Lisa's mouth.

Kevin enjoyed watching his wife's orgasm and was getting close to his own pleasure climax. 

"Jim, that's great, but if you keep going you're going to end up with something in your mouth I'm saving for your wife," Kevin said as he pulled his cock from Jim's mouth. "Let's all have a drink and catch our breath."

As Jim stood, they all noticed his cock was swollen and red, drooling its own stream of pre-cum. 

"Goodness Jim, don't pop off without me. I've got plans for that wonderful cock," Ann said with a smile. "Come on, we can cool off a bit and still keep the tension high."

Lisa and Ann mixed fresh drinks as they giggled over the evening's course and the pleasures they had shared.

"What a great set-up, Ann. You really set the stage for this," Ann complimented her friend. "I was totally captured by the whole thing. Of course, it was a natural for me as you knew it would be."

Kevin moved to Lisa and Jim followed his lead by moving to Ann. Soon each woman felt the probe of a finger on her anus.

"I think I know what our boys have in mind next," Ann said with a wink to Lisa.

"Well, it's not up to me. Kevin can have me any way he wants," Lisa purred as she rubbed her anus on Kevin's finger.

"Maybe we should show them how the Board had us the last time we were in Vegas," Ann suggested. 

Without waiting for an answer, Ann took Lisa by the hand and led her to the padded bench at the foot of their bed. The women settled into position, lewdly lifting their asses high, waiting for their men. 

Lisa spread her own ass cheeks when she felt Kevin applying lubrication to her anus. She felt his hairy thighs on the back of her legs as he centered his cock on her back door. Kevin gently pushed his cock head in Lisa's anus and paused. Lisa panted as she adjusted. She put her hand on the back of his thigh and pulled him to her. Kevin pushed through her sphincter and again paused. After a few moments, Lisa looked back over her shoulder.

"I'm ready now. You can fuck me," she said.

He started slowly. Each stroke was deeper than the last. Lisa finally felt his pubic hair press around her asshole. Kevin was in to the base of his root. Lisa had never felt so stuffed. Kevin's long slow strokes started feeling better and better. Ann and Jim had paused to watch Kevin take Ann. When they heard Lisa start to moan in pleasure, Jim pushed into Ann's ass and paused.

"Look at her Jim. She loves it, don't you Lisa?" 

"Yes. I love Kevin's big cock in my ass," Lisa responded as Kevin's nuts slapped loudly against her wet cunt on each stroke. 

"Lisa loves a cock up her ass and I do too. Go ahead Jim, fuck me," Ann urged.

Jim felt Ann squeeze his cock on every stroke. Ann urged him deeper and faster. Soon Jim was pumping her with vigor. The women were looking at one another with their heads on the bed, moaning in pleasure. 

"This feels good Ann. Just like it did in Las Vegas," Lisa said. 

"Those fuckers almost tore us up. I have to admit, I never came so many times in one night as I did then," Ann replied.

"Time to double dip Kevin. I want you in my ass. Jim has it nice and loosened up for you," Ann said to her husband.

"Look over here Jim. There's something I want you to see," Kevin said.

"Watch this," Kevin said as he withdrew his cock from Lisa's ass. Where her anus used to be, Jim saw a red-rimmed gaping hole. Jim had seen his wife's ass dilated by his own cock but never stretched as wide as this.

The men switched places and easily pushed into the waiting yawning holes. Kevin thrust full length into his wife. She took it easily. Ann started moving back on Kevin's strokes, trying to fuck as much of his long cock into her ass as she could.

Jim enjoyed the loose feel of his wife, reamed as she was from Kevin. They had got into their own rhythm when Lisa called for a switch again.

Kevin pulled out of Ann's ass and went back into Lisa's. This time he pounded her ass with short powerful strokes. Lisa reached between her legs for her clit.

"I want you to finish in my ass Jim," Ann smiled over her shoulder as Jim took her ass for the second time.

"I'm ready Ann. I'm coming," Jim warned her as he pulled her to him and thrust the full length of his cock in her. Ann rubbed her clit and went into her own orgasm as she felt Jim's ejaculation deep within her.

"Yes Kevin. Fuck my ass. Oh that feels so good. Don't stop," Lisa urged Kevin. 

With a loud grunt and a deep lunge, Kevin finally sprayed Lisa deep in her hole. Lisa began her own orgasm when she felt his hot cum in her ass, her anus and vagina clenching and releasing as Kevin ejaculated. They collapsed forward on the bed, trying to catch their breath. Lisa felt his penis softening soon, followed by the lewd sensation of his thick cock slowly slipping from her ass.

Kevin and Lisa showered and left the water on for Jim and Ann. As Jim and Ann emerged from the bathroom they saw their spouses talking on the side of the bed. Lisa walked over.

"Kevin wants me to sleep with him tonight," she said quietly. 

"Fine by me, as long as I get your hubby in my bed," Ann replied without hesitation. "Why don't you guys use the guest suite?" 

Kevin took Lisa by the hand and led her to the privacy of their own bedroom.

Snuggled in bed with Jim, Ann whispered, "If I won't be keeping you up too late on account of your golf game in the morning, I've got a couple of moves of my own I'd like to put on you." 

Jim just smiled as the beautiful blonde slid her hand between his legs, cupping his balls.

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Executive Privilege Ch. 07



Executive Priviledge Ch. 07

The author gratefully acknowledges the editorial contribution of WhiteWave48.

The Executives at Andra Corporation had an arrangement with their subordinates. By making a personal contribution of their own, the wives of the subordinates could advance the careers and compensation of their husbands. To enhance your personal enjoyment of this installment, the reader is encouraged to first read Executive Privilege Ch. 01 - The Arrangement

Emma Montgomery and her husband Leon, a freshly minted Senior Manager of Andra Corporation, were on their way to Chicago. The pleasure of air travel wasn't what it used to be but, Emma was excited to accompany her husband on their first business trip together.

Two weeks ago Leon had been promoted to Senior Manager and had now been assigned to assist his superior, Jamie Elkin, one of the company's Executive officers in trying to put together an important and potentially lucrative transaction for the company. Clinton Santini, another Andra Executive, and Santini's subordinate, Jim Cardin would also be working on the deal.

Gazing on the clouds below, Emma's thoughts drifted between her husband's responsibilities and her own. She knew Leon and Jim, as the junior members of the team would be putting in long hours, well after their bosses had called it a day. So, this would not have the relaxed element of a romantic getaway. Still, it was exciting to be on the inside of a big deal for a change instead of hearing about how things were going second hand.

She was also acutely aware this was her first out of town assignment under their arrangement with Andra Corporation. For the coming weekend, she and Jim's wife, Lisa would be servicing the two married Executives, pudgy, Jamie Elkin and the handsome, Clinton Santani.

Just last week she had been "broken in," as they say, by the Chairman of the Board. What a disgusting experience that was.

Face Fuck

She received his call last Monday. He told her and he would be coming by shortly. Her hair was still damp from the shower when he rang their doorbell. She saw the chauffer waiting in the car and the Chairman on her doorstep with a half full cocktail glass. From his speech, it was clear this was not his first drink of the afternoon.

As soon as he was inside he told her to strip. Naked, she watched him take in her prominent breasts, tight waist and slim hips. "On your knees bitch," he slurred. One look up at him and she knew the obvious was now expected. She unzipped and unbuckled him, pushing his pants down to his knees. He made no effort to undress further. It didn't take her long to get him hard with her hand and mouth.

Without a word he put his glass down. With both hands on her head he guided her mouth up and down his cock, fucking her face till she was gagging and drooling all over herself and his pants. The first gush of his ejaculation was in her mouth. The rest he spewed on her face and in her hair. She made no effort to swallow. The semen and saliva fell from her mouth to her breast and then onto his trousers.

With the Executive's semen dripping from her face she watched him pull up his pants and make a half ass effort to tuck in his shirt. He gave her a, "Welcome aboard," as he let himself out with no apparent notice or care about the wad of white fluid on the front of his pants. The total gentleman she met at their promotion party had taken her as a vulgar boozer.

Emma was a strong and sexually experienced 24 year old woman. She completely understood she was available for use by the Executives for their satisfaction. Still, she was totally unprepared for such crude treatment. What a prick! Her second shower of the day was long and hot.

The Grand Peninsula Hotel

A private car was waiting for the Montgomery couple at O'Hare Airport. They held hands during the ride into town quietly contemplating their assignments. Emma absent mindedly fingered her husband's wedding band pondering the impact their planned adultery might have on their marriage. She was so much younger than her husband. She often felt his jealousy if she made even casual conversation with another man. The truth be known she loved Leon but, his promising career with Andra Corporation was a significant factor in her decision to marry him.

Under an arrangement with the corporate Executives, she could contribute to her husband's career and their future together. Leon would receive substantial immediate and future financial rewards. In exchange the corporation's top ten Executives would have the privilege of sex with her. They had both agreed to the arrangement and had already received generous initial payments. Now it was time for her to do her part.

The car's first stop was to drop Leon at the high rise office building where the Andra team was meeting with attorneys and accountants. The second stop was at the five star Grand Peninsula Hotel. As Emma was exiting the back seat, her short skirt rode up above her gartered stocking tops revealing her pale thighs and lace edged sheer panties. The doorman took full advantage of the view.

At reception Emma was given her key and informed that Mrs. Cardin had already checked in to their suites on the 20th floor.

Lisa met Emma and the bellmen at the door of the common entrance to two suites. Each Executive suite had its own privacy but guests could pass from Jamie Elkin's suite to Clinton Santini's via the connecting foyers.

Lisa lead the way into the Elkin's spacious living room separated from the master bedroom by open double doors. She directed the bellmen to put Emma's luggage in the master bedroom and Mr. Montgomery's in the small bedroom down the hall. In the master a mirror ran alongside the king size bed. The room included a padded leather divan, Jacuzzi and large bathroom with unenclosed shower, bidet and toilet.

Lisa helped her unpack, noting Emma's fashionable lingerie, loungewear and sexy evening attire. With a lump in her throat, Emma placed her toiletries in the master bath alongside Jamie's. She tried to imagine herself in this room with the pudgy Jamie Elkin. She'd never been intimate with a large man before. That was getting ready to change.

"I've been at this for three years now and I've never had this type of set up," Lisa confided. "Jim has seen me have sex and participated a few times but this is different. Our husbands are going to be underfoot all weekend while we're servicing the Executives."

Emma's tummy did a flip flop. She knew full well she would be having sex with the Executives but had not considered the possibility she would be sleeping with and using bathroom facilities with Jamie while her husband stayed in a room down the hall. Until she married Leon, her few lovers had been young, fit and handsome. There was just nothing appealing about Jamie Elkin to her.

Sensing a little tension, Lisa suggested showers and then a get together over wine to decide what they would wear to greet their men.

Emma Naked

As she was drying her hair, Emma didn't hear Lisa come into her suite. She walked naked out of her bathroom to find Lisa, her mentor, sitting on the couch in a camisole sipping a glass of wine. "Wow! You were smokin' hot at the promotion party but even more beautiful in the buff." Lisa's face radiated her approval as she stood and walked toward the young woman.

Lisa took her time admiring Emma's glossy dark red hair and clear, smooth skin with the classic pale complexion often associated with that hair color. Her heart shaped face tapered from wide set green eyes to a small jaw.

Her large breasts were capped with medium sized areola and nipples becoming erect as she flushed deeply while Lisa checked her out. A landing strip of dark red hair above her pussy accented her slim waistline and small hips.

Lisa handed her a glass of chilled white wine and took a moment to run her fingers though Emma's hair. Her erect nipples and large breasts gently pressed Emma's. Lisa's fresh scent and the warmth of her closeness were stimulating. Emma held her gaze but could not control her blush, so obvious on her pale skin.

"The men are going to go crazy over you; for sure my husband, Jim," Lisa said, "Though there's nothing Jim is going to be able to do about it. While on this call, all four of us are subject to the arrangement's strict no masturbation policy."

"How the heck do they enforce that? Surely our husbands get some relief while all this is going on?" Emma asked.

"Occasionally, the Executives permit them some self relief. I don't know how they'd actually find out if someone did it without permission. Some dumbass probably gets caught by chance or is just so desperate he doesn't care and openly jerks off," Lisa replied, "The ones I know got caught paid for it dearly; in their paychecks and in the bedroom. Our husbands may have blue balls for a few days. For the kind of money they're getting paid, they'll get through it."

Emma slipped on panties and tee shirt and they curled up on opposite ends of the couch in the living room. Emma confided her humiliating experience with the Chairman.

"Yup," Lisa responded, "The Chairman can be very crude. The first time he had me he took me anally and then wanted me to clean him up with my mouth. I refused but knew I was taking a chance. The arrangement has limits however; a quickie face fuck is certainly within bounds however rude he may have been. And remember, they want us to wear their semen. No cleaning up without their permission."

"Emma, just to give you a heads up, Jamie's got a big dick. Not so long but, thick," Lisa continued, "By the way, how's Leon in the size department?"

"OK. About average in my experience," Emma said. "Don't get me wrong, he's plenty for me and very satisfying."

Lisa smiled knowingly. "Of course he is," she said, "Some women like a big dick. I do but for us it really doesn't matter. We're being paid to do this. It may pinch at first but instinct will take over. You'll take it." Show Time

It was fun getting ready for the men. Both women were naked as they made their selections.

Emma's large breasts were bouncy and swayed a bit as she walked. To show them off they selected a red halter babydoll that came down to the top of a red garter belt. Sheer red stockings and red six inch spikes topped off the look. With no panties her dark red landing strip was tantalizing. She put on the only perfume she wore, Leon's favorite. "This outfit really shows off your tits. What a hot package," Lisa said.

Lisa chose a black sheer babydoll top that put her own large breasts and prominent nipples on display. A matching sheer open crotch thong allowed a glimpse of her long labia. Six inch platform spikes completed her sultry look.

Just to be comfortable, the girls put on lounging robes over their working clothes. Jamie called from the cab and told them he and Clinton were on the way and their husbands would be working late. The prostitutes checked their makeup and glossy red lipstick.

The men entered without a knock. They found the whores at Elkin's living room bar pouring themselves chilled white wine. Clinton wasted no time. He walked over to Lisa and murmured into her hair, "It's been a while baby." He grabbed her ass and pulled her in for a kiss.

"Whoa big boy," Lisa purred and playfully pushed him back. "Why don't you guys shower up and make yourselves more comfortable? Then I'll give you a personal introduction to this red haired beauty."

A short time later, dressed in the hotel's plush bath robes, the Executives rejoined the whores at the bar. Lisa insisted that they be seated on the couch so she could serve them. She slipped her robe off and gave them a full turn in her lingerie. They admired the beauty of the young wife both had fucked a number of times over the past three years.

Breasts swaying gently under her sheer top, Lisa moved in front of Santini. She handed him his drink and then reached down to pull her labia through the slit in her thong, providing him an eye level view of her prominent personal charms. As she served Elkin his cocktail, she provided him a good look at her erect nipples and between her legs, the lips he always enjoyed sucking completely into his mouth.

Emma felt her breasts swell and nipples harden as she observed this bawdy prelude to sex. She could feel her clit tighten and the wetness between her thighs. Soon she would be the object of their attention.

Lisa beckoned Emma forward and placed her in front of her, facing the men.

"Gentlemen, it is my pleasure to present, Mrs. Leon Montgomery," said Lisa as she pulled Emma's robe from her shoulders letting it pool at her feet.

Emma's blush deepened knowing Lisa was now displaying her. The men immediately noticed her redden from her chest to her face. Her big tits were barely contained by the flimsy halter. Their eyes were drawn to the red strip above her pussy and then lower between her legs where the top of her thighs glistened with moisture. Lisa pulled her halter down fully exposing Emma's breasts.

"I'm sure we're all looking forward to playing with these lovely melons," Lisa said as she offered them up to the Executives. The men stirred on the couch and loosened their robes. They downed what was left of their cocktails.

Then Emma saw Jamie's stiff penis below his belly. It was about average in length or maybe a little less but, really thick and capped by a large mushroom head. It would be a stretch to get it into her small mouth much less into her other holes especially, she winced mentally, her ass. It was certainly the thickest dick she had encountered.

"Don't worry baby," Jamie said, leering at her tits as he caught her looking, "It'll fit. It may take a little work but, it always fits." Lisa turned Emma around and whispered for her to spread her feet wider and bend over. Emma bent at the waist and with notable flexibility grasped her own ankles. Lisa used both hands to spread her buttocks to display Emma's pink anus.

Santini grabbed his cock. Elkin leaned forward, his sexual desire on the verge of taking over.

Lower, Lisa moved her hands. Emma felt her labia and vagina spreading and knew the men were taking their first good look at her very wet gash up close and personal. She was close to them. She hoped they found her scent pleasing.

In full lust, Jamie moved to Emma, pulling her up and into a deep kiss. He moved his heavy cock back and forth along her dripping slit. He inhaled her perfume; a scent before now, enjoyed only by her husband.

Lisa moved to Clinton. She went to her knees allowing him full opportunity to fondle her tits while she firmly stroked his erection. When he leaned back she blanketed his cock with her mouth stroking and sucking him in a rhythm that had him moaning with pleasure.

Jamie took his time feeling up Emma from tits to ass; squeezing one butt cheek then the other. She startled when he tapped her taunt asshole. Looking her in the eye, the older man pushed in to his first knuckle. She bit her lower lip and knew he had the privilege of fucking her ass when he so desired. He slid his fingers along her wet slit then cupped her tits. He palmed and weighted them in his hands, flicking her already hard nipples. With one hand almost covering her ass he sucked each of her beauties in turn. Emma loved having her breasts sucked.

Leon's young wife reached down had grasped Jamie's rod. Her anxiety about taking such a large dick was tempered by her growing arousal. Her breathing became ragged watching Lisa expertly fellating Clinton; watching her fondle his low hanging balls.

Jamie cupped her sodden vulva with one hand. With a finger he began long strokes from the tip to the base of her shaft and then from her tip to her hole. Emma's pulse was racing. Her clit was so taunt and swollen it was the center of her attention. She knew in moments she would be impaled on this large man's big dick.

As Lisa sucked his cock, Clinton's lust built watching Jamie petting Emma. "I'm ready to fuck," Clinton said in a voice heard by all. So was Lisa. She slipped off her babydoll and panties, walked to the leather divan and got on her back. She met Emma's eyes, and then slowly spread her legs. Emma watched her open out her bush, exhibiting her red pussy with its long swollen lips and prominent erect clit. "Come on Clinton," she said, "It's all yours."

Emma slid out of her baby doll and kicked off her shoes as she watched Clinton mount Lisa. She had never witnessed others coupling.

Emma lay back on the bed. Jamie had already seen it all. As nervous as she was, she knew this was not the time for modesty, real or feigned. She spread her legs and lifted her knees. With her fingers in an inverted V, she spread her lips, displaying her own hole in the universally recognized sign of a woman inviting sex.

"What a beautiful bitch," Jamie said as he came closer to the small woman offering her body. Her vulva was flushed red and swollen; her clit fully erect, with pink tip protruding from its hood. Her sex lips were flared and spread like the petals of an exotic flower. Her pussy leaked a clear stream that had already flowed down past her anus. He wanted to remember this beautiful display. He knew things would look a lot different after her fucking.

Jamie grasped her slim hips, spread her lower buttocks with his thumbs and lifted her towards his face. He took a good look at her cunt and asshole, deeply inhaling her personal bouquets. As he tongued her hole his nose was on her clit. He savored her copious juices and delicious personal flavor. He massaged her ass and then rimmed her tangy asshole as she squirmed in his grip. Slowly, he put her down and rose to his knees between her legs.

Emma saw the lust in his eyes and knew the stud had her scent. His hard and throbbing cock dripped pre cum to the bed sheets. In a moment he would mount her. In an act of wanton adultery, she would be taken as a whore.

On his knees he wiped his dick along her slit, finally centering on her hole. Locking eyes with the red haired beauty he pushed forward. Lowering himself for an opened mouth kiss, he began working his dick into the tightest pussy he could remember.

Jamie was not crushing her with his weight. He relieved the pressure on her upper body by supporting himself with his elbows. Not so with her lower body. He deliberately used his mass to hold her pelvis in place as he forced the wide mushroom helmet of his cock into her.

Emma whimpered as she struggled to accept his girth. "No," she cried as she writhed beneath him trying in vain to pull away. Of course, her anxiety just made things worse. For her.

"Too late for that bitch. Take it best as you can," the Executive replied and put his elbows behind her shoulders for more leverage. He pushed harder, forcing himself in further. She cried out again.

Clinton wanted a better look at Emma's first fuck with Jamie. He moved Lisa onto the bed. In doggy position they watched the profane spectacle of Emma dealing with the discomfort of her intercourse. Now everyone looked at Emma. Emma was looking at Lisa. Lisa with her ass hiked up, hands grabbing the sheets. Lisa in the mirror, mounted. Clinton fucking her like a bitch in heat. Lisa's big tits swinging back and forth dragging her hard nipples across the sheets. Emma saw herself in Lisa. Lisa, the whore.  Jamie used Emma's distraction to push past the tight ring in the front part of her pussy. She yelped in pain. With his weight and shoulders to hold her in place he used two forceful strokes to take her fully. For a moment his big balls nestled on her anus. He used his knees to spread her legs further apart and then shifted his hips into the best position to hammer in his cock. In full control of the exquisite young female, he began his fuck.

Emma had never felt so full, so stretched, never felt the thrill of such heavy nuts on her tight asshole, never felt the mass of such a weighty man. She knew this was more than her consensual submission. For the first time in her life, she was subject to a male's sexual domination. She whimpered as she wet herself like an open faucet trying to accommodate his long slow strokes. The earthy sounds of wet, vigorous intercourse surrounded the shameless couples.




Executive Privilege Ch. 07



Jamie used his weight to drive her hips into the mattress; each stroke more powerful than the last. As the stud fucked her harder, her sexual instinct kicked in. She was able to adjust her hips just enough to get a push on her clit with each stroke. Now she was humping as best she could his thick cock for her own pleasure; copulating with this heavily endowed male for her own release. "Fuck me," she grunted, fully dominated by Jamie's overpowering size and big dick, "Yes. Fuck me. Fuck me." Then she felt her orgasm starting in her clit; building in her pelvis. Climax

Emma screamed as the most powerful climax she had ever experienced overtook her. She was so thoroughly stretched by this cock she couldn't feel herself contract on it.

With his hands firmly grasping her hips, Clinton pulled Lisa Cardin forcefully back, pounded several strokes deep into her bringing on his own orgasm. Feeling the depth of his penetration and force of his ejaculation sent Mrs. Cardin over the edge. Her pussy pulsed and squeezed this hot stud.

Jamie put his elbows behind Emma's knees lifting her higher for a deeper mount. As he spread her legs further, the heavy man pushed deeper inside her with each stroke. Emma had never been fucked so hard. She looked up to him in full surrender. She knew he had made her his bitch.

Jamie knew what he was doing. This was not the first time he had reamed another man's wife. He saw submission in her eyes. He made her body his own. After her orgasm, her pussy was looser. This made it easier for him to fuck the swollen crown of his thick cock faster and faster along the front wall of her cunt.

Panting above her, Jamie signaled his impending orgasm with a deep grunt, driving his dick as far as he could into Emma. Mrs. Montgomery felt every blast of his powerful insemination. The great volume of his warm discharge filled her cunt, tightly sealed as it was by his thick penis.

Finally it was finished. "That was fantastic Jamie," she moaned as she felt his dick slide from her.

Jamie rolled off her onto his back, still catching his breath.

The masculine smell of semen hung in the air.

Pressing her back against the headboard of the bed, Emma propped some pillows behind her to relax. She saw Clinton and Lisa looking between her legs. She stretched out one leg out and raised her other knee indecently exposing her swollen red lips, gaping hole and the slimy mess she and Jamie had made. Lisa watched globs of semen roll over Emma's anus, pooling on the bed beneath her.

In turn, Lisa spread her legs offering Emma a tawdry display of her own freshly fucked pussy. After Emma took a good look, she met Lisa's eye. Smiling, they exchanged knowing winks.

Lisa made a fresh round of drinks and served them in bed. All were grateful for the refreshment. It was obvious Jamie had enjoyed himself immensely as had Emma. It had been her first intercourse with a heavy man and a large cock but, vigorous and physically fit, she took it well. She was at the peak of her reproductive potential; literally built for fucking. She was just fine thank you.

Lisa was looking forward to her turn with Jamie. She liked his big dick, even if it made her husband self conscious when he reclaimed her afterward.

Dinner

The cocktails and physical activity put everyone in the mood for dinner. Lisa and Clinton went back to their suite to get ready.

Emma and Jamie showered together. She felt naughty having the Executive watch her as she went through her personal routine preparing to go out for the evening. On the bidet, Emma explained she was even now leaking his semen. She gave him a wink as he watched her slip a tampon into her still throbbing pussy.

She had a number of provocative and sexy selections. Jamie's erection kept poking through his robe as he insisted on having her model his favorites. He finally chose a black evening gown with a plunging halter upholding a fitted bodice. It had a large keyhole opening between her generous breasts. Beneath her tits the material gathered into a fitted waist. The soft black skirt was slit from the top of her thigh to the floor.

Emma selected black thong and platform shoes with six inch heels. A thin black ribbon collar completed the look of a shameless call girl. Perfect.

Lisa chose a tight red halter mini dress cut to the top of her thigh. Her erect nipples and sheer red stockings were inciting. Crimson lipstick and red spikes gave her the sexy look she wanted.

The men decided to have dinner in the in the hotel's elegant restaurant. Brazenly walking across the crowed dining room, the alluring young wives turned every head in the room.

Because all four wore wedding rings and were in intimate conversation, people in the restaurant might take the two couples for older husbands with trophy wives. Then again, others no doubt got it right. The men decided to have their desert in their bedroom suites.

The Subordinates

Leon and Jim had become distracted from their work from the time their superiors had left for the hotel. Naturally, Leon was nervous about what was happening to his wife back at the hotel. Jim didn't share how Lisa's pussy felt after her sessions with Jamie and his thick cock. There was no point in causing Leon more concern than necessary. Soon enough he'd experience the lewd sensation with his own wife.

They returned to the Executives' empty suites and took in the layout of the lavish arrangements. The experienced housekeeping staff at this luxury hotel had tidied up the remnants of sex and turned down fresh sheets on the beds. They found their bags their own small bedrooms. Their position in the sleeping arrangements was obvious and humiliating.

The subordinate men had been talking over the personal attributes of their wives all afternoon. Each omitted mention that he was pimping out his wife to their bosses. Several times Jim noted his colleague's erection tenting his pants. Both cuckolds were excited by the overall situation.

Each man knew his wife was getting fucked by one of their superiors. Each hoped to see other man's wife naked. Jim watched Leon fingering his wedding ring and knew Leon might see a lot more than he was hoping for.

Washing up, Leon knew without a doubt his wife would be spending the weekend in his superior's bedroom suite. His mind wandered from what had gone on earlier in the day to what was next.

The subordinates were pouring themselves a couple of stiff ones when the two couples returned. Leon was stunned at the provocative dress of his wife. He had never seen her dressed this way. Jim's penis immediately started to swell at the sight of young Emma; her outstanding breasts displayed in her keyhole halter top.

No one missed it. Jim had a raging hard on for Leon's wife.

The hot and bothered junior men prepared cocktails for their superiors as they reviewed the events of the work day. The cuckolds couldn't keep their eyes off of their slut wives. Lisa sensed the men needed a moment. "Come on Emma, let's go over to my room and freshen up. You guys join us when you're ready." She was intentionally vague with her use of the term "guys."

"Not so fast Lisa. Freshen up and get your asses back over here before I finish this cocktail," Jamie bluntly responded.

The Executive's tone of command was not lost on the women or their husbands. While their wives were taking care of themselves, Clinton told Leon and Jim that when they returned he and Jamie would be getting to know them better. They could stay or go back to their rooms as they wished. "Either way, unless we tell you otherwise, keep your hands off your dicks and your wives. You can look but don't touch," Clinton firmly instructed.

While the women were taking care of themselves, the Executives continued their conversation with their subordinates. Leon gulped his drink as Jamie commented on how much he had enjoyed his wife's tight pussy and that he was really looking forward to using her again.

Leon saw them first. The spectacle took his breath away. Both women wore crimson lipstick, red ribbon collars and red platform stiletto heels. Otherwise naked, they walked over to join the conversation.

Jim's penis hardened as he watched his wife snuggle up to Jamie. He turned his attention to Leon's wife. Clinton put his arm around Emma and fondled her firm breast, glancing over at Jim. Lisa also saw her husband lusting over Emma. His dick was fully erect, straining at his pants and pointing straight at Emma. "Tough shit Jim," Lisa thought to herself. "You want something you can't have."

Leon's attention was also divided between the two young women. Lisa played her full breasts across Jaime's arm while he cupped her pussy obviously running a finger along her slit. Leon was more struck by the conduct of his own wife. He knew she had fucked Jamie. She made no eye contact with him as she now fully embraced Clinton for a deep open mouth kiss, her first with this good looking man. Clinton felt up her ass with one hand and groping a breast with his other. Flushed she broke the kiss and reached down to grasp his penis. Leon watched his young wife prepare to prostitute herself for a man old enough to be her father.

"OK guys. Chat it up a bit with the girls. We're going to get comfortable," Jamie said, "And then we'll be back to party."

The superior men left the hot women naked with their husbands. Their erections were obvious. The women's nipples were erect. Emma's pussy was red and her clit visibly erect. Lisa was wet to the top of her thighs and her prominent clit obviously stiff. Taking it all in, Leon was about to cum in his pants.

Emma longed for her husband's comforting touch. They made do by reassuring one another that they were in this together and everything would be just fine. Despite their supportive words, they knew what was coming. So they thought.

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