4 comments/ 41810 views/ 8 favorites Couldn't Have Done It Without Alexa By: mughalpunjabi As Herberto tightened his hold around Alexa's waist, her body moved in to meld with his. I could see that he was being turned on by her proximity and that she was not objecting to the placement of his hands, one of which by now was caressing her rear end continuously and the other was rubbing her exposed back. This wasn't just a friendly dance at an office party, what I was seeing was a full-fledged seduction in motion. While the sight of my wife, dressed provocatively in a backless dress, acting so vulnerable in the grasp of another man should have filled me with jealousy and rage, I could only wonder where her wiles were going to get me next to. After all, Herberto was by no means the first person to have gotten so close to her, rather there was a long trail of facilitators who had been part of our lives since our marriage some time ago. I met Alexa in Islamabad; she was the younger sister of a classmate from the International School. Once I had received my degree abroad and secured a job in the Arabian Gulf, I had shyly asked my family to arrange things. Her brother was my biggest supporter and we were married soon after I had started my career. Her name, not Pakistani by any means, was courtesy of her British mother, who had married a Pakistani diplomat while he was stationed in London. Alexa had displayed great sense of openness, style and gregariousness throughout her life and was one of the most popular of the company wives. It did help greatly that she had inherited much of her mother's looks and since my mom had been a model for some part of her life both in England and Pakistan, she turned heads with consummate ease given her flair for carrying off sexy clothing without a hitch. Though fluent in the local Pakistani languages, she was more at home thinking like a Westerner and talking in English acquired from her parents or the French she had learned in school. I never knew for sure if she was a virgin when we married, Pakistani custom would have dictated so, but her tightness in the bridal bed and the subsequent ardour in our lovemaking prompted us to never revisit our lives prior to hitching up. Will I "I cannot believe that Ramesh got the Brand Manager position that I had been promised," I was letting everything out. Alexa had recognized the minute I entered the door that something was amiss. "How come, you had a lock on that promotion?" she looked puzzled. "I have no clue, in fact when they called everyone to the conference room today, I was sure it was to announce my new position." "Let me put you to ease right now," she suggested, sitting me down in an armchair. Her fingers traced the outline of my zipper and soon my cock was in her hands. Despite the bad news I had received and the dumps I imagined myself in, my manhood was up and ready. Her tongue was teasing the opening and then using the shaft as a highway of sorts. Soon her palm also began to warm the already plumped up skin on my prick. Seconds later, just as she sent my entire rod down to the deepest recesses of her throat, I exploded. Bravely, Alexa kept everything inside, even though she was probably choking on the amount of jism that had gone down into her mouth. Giving the tip a final kiss, she pushed me back and went off to clean her mouth. "So what do you think happened?" she asked point blank on returning a few moments later, as I was still recovering from the fabulous blow job. "For all I know he fucked the Marketing Manager, you do know the guy appears to be gay and Ramesh may have just gone along with things to move up." I did not have a clue but it did feel good to accuse both the boss and Ramesh of indiscretion. Sure Will, the Marketing Manager, was a bit strange and the more likely reason for his picking Ramesh over me was that I was overly aggressive where my colleague was meeker but craftier in gaining management support. "So you are rolling over and playing dead?" "What else can I do, the position has already been announced and Ramesh is having a celebration at his place this weekend." II Ramesh had a nice spread set up around the pool area of his apartment complex. Quite a few of the other office mates stayed in the same vicinity so it was a fairly cozy arrangement and most people did know each other. It was unseasonably cold for a swim, so Alexa was not in a swimsuit but rather in a short skirt that, along with her heels, showed off her legs to great advantage. Ramesh was happy as could be, given the out of turn promotion, but Will appeared to be anticipating something and kept trying to have a personal word with the host. At some point, they both seemed to be missing from the gathering. With food served and small talk continuing, Alexa sided up to me wondering where the restroom was located, but a glint in her eye was confusing me. Pulling my hand and without a thought she walked upstairs into Ramesh's apartment. "Hey, should we not knock?" I protested, but shut up on seeing her raising a finger to her lips. Just then, strange sounds from inside one of the rooms caught our attention. She stopped dead in her tracks when, instead of being in the bathroom, she found herself in a bedroom where Ramesh was bent over a dresser naked and Will was pummelling the proffered ass with his condom covered dick. "So that's how my husband got screwed over?" she matter of factly stated, quickly clicking a picture with the mobile phone that she had somehow retrieved. Both Ramesh and Will were horrified and sought to cover up. She stopped them, however, with a terse shout. "Stay right there you two and let's see how we can fix things," she barked at them. Still unnaturally joined, they complied with her order. "Imtiaz, would you please take a look at this, let me have your mobile phone, and then give us some time in private." She took the phone from me at the door, handing me her own with the incriminating picture, and directed me out of the apartment. I wondered what was going on, but decided she was going to surprise me later. The information that my brain was processing was already overloading my circuitry. III Ramesh came out after about twenty minutes and seemed to vanish from the party, not even bothering to bid some departing guests adieu. Thirty minutes later, Will walked out looking confused. He also disappeared within no time. Alexa finally showed at the door a bit after that and motioned for me to step in. "What's going on?" I was not sure what she had been up to. "Congratulations, you are pretty certain to be promoted as Ramesh has resigned," Alexa smiled and gave me the latest news. "How come?" I was perplexed She played a video on the mobile phone and I was not surprised to see Ramesh getting fucked by Will in the ass. Ramesh then bent down in front of a seated Will over and sucked his dick. Finally, Ramesh turned Will over and fucked his ass. While Will had done Ramesh with a condom on, Alexa had Ramesh violate his boss without a sheath, coming profusely in his rear. Even worse, Ramesh was made to suck Will's dick still enmeshed in the plastic which was now dirtied by having been up his own ass, then removing it, licking Will's cock and disposing off the sheath. Throughout the video, her directions to the two performers were fairly audible and humiliating. "I had a feeling about things as they were acting somewhat lovey dovey at the party and when they left together and went up, I was certain something was going to happen," she explained. "It took just a few minutes from where I discovered them, to these acts being provided as security for us," she was smiling. "Best of all I humiliated Will by letting him get to the point of ejaculation and stopping without release to emphasize how much power I now held. "And on the other hand I forced Ramesh come in Will's ass to complete his soiling," she added. "Why did they not try to prevent you from taping them?" "Both are essentially cowards and in any case if I started yelling rape, the local authorities here would throw them in jail without any questions asked. Besides, you also had my mobile with the first shot, and they figured it would be common knowledge downstairs in a few moments should they not comply. Also you do know that I can be pretty insistent if I want something done my way!" "Will confessed that Ramesh had been his fuck buddy for some time, and had been recommended wrongly for such favours rather than competence," she let me know. "But the video shows Ramesh fucking Will in the ass also; you said Will was the dominant partner?" "I figured that would be poetic justice for what they had done and also show them in a poorer light in this environment, where fucking another male in the ass is relatively acceptable behaviour for dominant males, but receiving it is really bad." "So what is happening now?" "I have given Will 24 hours to convince management to promote you, and for Ramesh to resign for personal reasons. If they do not, this performance will be placed in the public domain." "But you took a while appearing after Ramesh left, why did it take that long?" "Now, now, dear, Will was convinced that their careers were over, particularly when Ramesh took a sheet of paper from the desk and wrote out his resignation. I had to give him some hope of staying around and helping you get further ahead. It would not be of any value to you at all if both left the company at the same time; rather many questions would be asked." "How did you do that?" "He was distraught at being caught and worried about his future. I knew he had not fully been relieved by Ramesh, so I decided to give him an incentive to cement the deal," was her direct reply. "So what did you do?" "Will was crying from the humiliation, and from having Ramesh do him, and in his nudity looked very vulnerable. I grabbed him from behind, resting myself on his back as my hands went around, held his cock and jacked him off. He was really surprised by this and the fact that I had partly lowered the skirt and rubbed my boobs on his skin. For all I know, I may have cured his gayness, since his dick shot to attention in no time at all! I am sure he liked what I was doing, as he tried to turn around, grab and maybe fuck me but I did not let things go that far," Alexa continued. "We talked some more after he cleaned up. As I explained how things would progress, I held Will in my arms and, other than kiss me on the mouth or touch my pussy, I let him pretty much feel me up. Now he will keep supporting you forever waiting for another tryst with me, which may never come, and also be worried about the video becoming public." "I hope you did not remove your lingerie also?" I asked jestingly rather than in a serious tone. "Maybe I did and maybe I did not," she gave me peck on the cheek, dropped her skirt and skimpies to the floor, and lay down nude on the bed so recently vacated by the gay lovers. "And should you not be more interested if I also taped our encounter!" I was so turned on I came like never before, the thought of her hands caressing Will's cock, or of his on her breasts or legs, not bothering me the least bit, but perking my imagination mightily. At least he hadn't got to her pot of honey, well to be frank I hoped not and she said not! IV My promotion to Brand Manager did not take long at all. Will simply accepted the resignation from Ramesh and management had no issues giving me the position. Will stayed around in the company for a while, never receiving Alexa's favours again, but always putting in a good word for me. Was it any surprise that on record timing, my international reassignment, this time to Canada, materialized? Victoria I "She's a tough lady Alex," I was telling her about my new boss. "She reputedly has bigger balls than all the other directors put together!" Victoria had joined the company just out of college. Through hard work and by always looking out for her interests, she had risen to the level of Marketing Director. It did help greatly that she had been both a varsity soccer player and a cheerleader, able to channel strategy, pain, devotion and sexuality towards achieving her aims. There was plenty of talk of her having been intimate with the former Canadian business head, who now had risen to the level of company CEO at the UK HQ. Victoria could be seen as pretty if she were to dress and act feminine, but her choice of sharp manly suits, her short hair cut and crisp talk put one on alert pretty quick. Coming from a Middle Eastern job assignment, I was having a hard time figuring out how to get on her good side. Not that I was out to do something to tick her off, it just seemed that for some reason my politeness and chivalry towards the fairer sex was not apparently registering well with my boss. "Invite her over for dinner, maybe she will like Pakistani food," Alexa suggested. "Oh come on, a little kissing up to the boss is never going to hurt you," she insisted, seeing my discomfiture at the suggestion. II Alexa did enjoy cooking and the spread she had on display would put most chefs to shame. Victoria was obviously impressed being the guest of honour at the event even though we had invited a few other folks from the department over. "This chicken dish is awesome and the rest is heavenly," Victoria was effusive about her compliments. "You must let me know how you do it all Alexa." "Why do you not stop by some day, we'll cook and have dinner together," Alexa offered. Victoria quickly ran her schedule through her mind and found that next Friday evening would work swimmingly. She could get off work a bit early and cook a few dishes to eat late that evening. The others decided against coming over on Friday since many had plans with significant others or were heading out for the long weekend. III "Girls night Imtiaz, man the fort well." Victoria cheerily put me in charge of things till end of work day and headed out to meet Alexa. In any case, I had no plans in getting home early and being stuck with doing domestic chores, now for two persons, both of whom had some element of bossing me around. Happy hour, at a nearby pub, with some of the office guys, would keep me occupied till it was time to eat. Unfortunately, the pub had a fire emergency and I had to head homewards considerably earlier than planned. The house was aromatic with evidence of cooking in the kitchen. Victoria had left just prior to 3 p.m. and shy of 7 p.m. the kitchen held enough filled dishes to feed an army. I was impressed that they had managed so quickly, but remembered that Alexa was a stickler for details and had been preparing the ingredients for days before the event. Neither of them was in the kitchen and a sharp laugh from the family room gave away their current location. Since I had come in through the garage entrance, they had no clue I was back. As I prepared a drink in the kitchen, I could see them through the glass doors of the dining room that separated the family room from my location. A lot of clothes were spread around on the sofas and the ground. Clearly, Victoria was receiving a lesson in Pakistani dressing also. Silently entering the dining room, where the lights were off, I sat down at the table and began to see what they were up to. "Alexa, this shirt seems a bit tight." Victoria was wearing the shalwar (trousers), but seemed to be having trouble getting the kameez (shirt) onto her torso. Her head was stuck in the folds of the fabric, but the white skin of her exposed mid-section, a black bra and the roundness of her breasts was on display, "it keeps hooking on to my bra or something." "Stay there Vicky, let's see if I can help," Alexa carefully pulled the shirt off. "Why don't you try it without the bra perhaps, Vicky?" Without a thought, Victoria removed her bra, and as Alexa expected, she was able to just squeeze into the kameez. Her pink nipples showed clearly through the flimsy material as she posed in front of a large mirror that Alexa had brought downstairs. "Should the front not be more perked up, rather than flat?" Victoria wondered. Alexa came in behind, placed her hands under her breasts and helped them to the position they would be with a bra. "Yes, that would help, I'll let the stitching out a bit for you and this will fit you perfectly with the bra on." "Imtiaz is not expected back for at least another hour or so, do you want to try on more stuff?" Alexa asked. Victoria, having already removed the kameez and shalwar and standing only in matching black lingerie, was game, "Why not, this is fun?" Alexa took her by the hand and proceeded upstairs, not aware that I was watching what they were up to. I snuck upstairs behind them and positioned myself to peek around the doorway into the master bedroom. "You know Alexa I am modeling all kinds of dresses for you, but have not seen you in anything fancy," Victoria teasingly mentioned. "What kind of stuff do you mean?" "The kind that keeps your husband interested in you, something naughty and sexy," Victoria suggestively let her know. "There is something that gets him going, let's see if you approve." Victoria sat back on the bed, still in her lingerie, while Alexa vanished into the closet. I shifted my position to ensure good line of sight. She soon reappeared wearing a flimsy green baby doll with a thong, a choker and a light overwrap in the same colour, her form topping off a base of gold and green heels, an outfit she had used often to get me into the mood. She turned around and bent over a bit, allowing the thong to go in most of the way and allowing her virtually bare back to show. Barely a sliver of wispy material prevented her entire posterior from being naked. "You like?" she questioned Victoria with a distinct lasciviousness. Victoria let out a low whistle exclaiming, "Wow Alexa, no wonder Imtiaz has eyes for no one else, why would he be impressed with the office ladies when the piece de resistance is at home?" As Alexa stayed in her pose, Victoria caressed her ass slowly, "you don't have an ounce of fat here." Her hands wandered down the outsides of both legs and back up on the insides. Alexa straightened herself just as Victoria's fingers brushed her vagina. Victoria stood up and her hands moved under the material to cover Alexa's breasts, which she squeezed a few times, and then one strayed down and under the thong to her pussy. An audible moan escaped Alexa's throat. Alexa turned her face towards Victoria and while back to front, their lips brushed. Victoria released her hold on Alexa and turned her towards herself, their mouths coming together in a deep kiss, which they held for an extended while. Without a word, Victoria undid a couple of strings holding up Alexa's dress and let it fall to the ground. Alexa lay down on the bed and removed the insignificant thong as Victoria discarded her bra and panties. For the longest time, their tongues and mouths stayed together and their bodies became one. I figured Victoria had some previous practice in girl on girl action, but was surprised at how quickly my wife was getting into the act. After watching them tongue each others' pussy, kiss deeply and put their fingers to good use for some time, I figured I needed to alert them of my presence. IV "Hello ladies," I announced from the main entrance, "are you in the kitchen or elsewhere?" I could tell that they were surprised by my earlier than planned arrival and it did sound like they were in some sort of panic looking for something. I realized that in moving from trying on clothes to trying out each other, Victoria's clothes were forgotten in the family room. Grabbing the garments, I ran upstairs and right into the bedroom where Victoria had managed to put her lingerie back on but Alexa was still naked and looking about for something to cover her new lover. Couldn't Have Done It Without Alexa "Looks like a party here," I commented, appreciating the scenery. Taking a wild shot I added, "Is there room for three?" The initial look of surprise on their faces was replaced by one of acceptance. A smiling Alexa came up to me and planted a deep kiss on my mouth. "I am game if Vicky has no harassment related issues with it." I could tell that Victoria being in an awkward situation, really had very little room to manoeuvre, and a slight shake of the head indicated she was also willing. Alexa had her sit back against the bed, so I could straddle her torso and place my cock in her mouth. She moved back to place her face close to Victoria's cunt and began licking. After some hesitation, Victoria opened her mouth and let me go in and out as I felt. I could tell that she was not well versed in cock sucking, but given the arousal she was getting through her cunt being manipulated, her attempt at a blow job was adequate and serving its purpose of bridging any differences between us in the office. Victoria bucked as Alexa brought her off and almost the same time a stream of my sperm hit the back of her throat. She jerked back and the rest of the flow landed on her hair, face and breasts. Alexa eased me off Victoria's body and licked off the love juice as best as she could. "You're not getting away with being nice to the boss only," Alexa addressed me. Pushing me back on the bed, Alexa came atop and stuck my regenerating member into her pussy with ease. As she moved up and down, Victoria brought her mouth up and the ladies began to kiss again. My fingers traced the outline of Victoria's pussy and were soon buried inside. This seemed to energize her and kinkily Alexa had Victoria come across my chest so that her pussy was in line with my mouth and her back towards my wife. I went to work on her insides, causing Victoria to orgasm profusely. Victoria turned her face sideways and the ladies began to deeply kiss again as Alexa also caressed her boobs. Coming a second time took a while for me but finally we all lay exhausted. No one suggested that I fuck Victoria in the cunt and I decided not to push things in that direction either. Alexa had ensured that I would have no trouble with my boss in the new environment either. V Needless to say, my work assessments improved significantly within days and I was soon in the running for Victoria's position, since she was the odds on favourite to join her ex-boss at the World HQ. My confirmation as Director of Marketing for Canada and 30th birthday happened within the same week. Oh, and since I had not used a condom during the tryst with Victoria, Alexa was pregnant with our first child! Given how she had managed things with Will, I figured we were done with further intimacies with the boss. I was half right; I never got any further with Victoria, other than the odd hello or goodbye peck on the lips. Alexa and Victoria, on the other hand, hit it off really well and every so often would have some private time together. Just before Victoria moved, Alexa even went as far as to spend an entire weekend with her, visible pregnancy and all. They continued to keep in touch and do so till today. Louis I The transfer to Pakistan as Commercial Director for the West Asia zone did not take me by surprise. I, however, had expected to been sent elsewhere for a year or two prior to being appointed Country Head in my own homeland. Still, to be the top ranked Pakistani, in a major company, and given that Country Heads were relatively transient, allowed me to hope that the next promotion would be sooner, rather than later. As far as businesses went, the market operations were exceedingly simple and responded well to ideas brought from elsewhere. Within a quarter, some losing brands were divested and others introduced to good responses from local consumers. While I had only impacted the last quarter, results in the last three months of the year were sufficient for the company to declare record revenues and a return to profitability. II "You look happy," Alexa chirped on seeing me come in the door. "We turned around the retail division and should be well positioned to deliver volumes promised for next year," I advised her, smiling profusely. "I've got something to make you even happier," she winked and ran up the stairs to the bedroom. I was surprised not to find the baby in the cot and even more so when Alexa stepped out of the attached bathroom wearing a little leather skirt, a black leather bra and boots. She turned to one side and then the other challenging me to detect any stretch marks and I was impressed that less than six months into motherhood, she had regained her figure. Alexa and our boy, Yusuf, had only recently come over to Pakistan, as I had gone ahead to enable her to complete post-natal requirements in Canada. Obviously, she had worked hard on aerobics and exercise to regain the taut body she enjoyed flaunting when the opportunity arose. Yusuf had not taken kindly to being in a new environment and we were constantly tending to his needs, forgetting our own passion in the process. Adding to this were the pressures of turning around a declining business. So despite Alexa's regenerating good looks, things were a bit lacking on the lovemaking front. "Yusuf went home with my parents, who out of the blue decided to visit relatives in Karachi and picked him up earlier," she advised. "We should be able to have a nice relaxing evening." Alexa pushed me onto the bed, pulled down my pants, turned herself around and lowered her rear onto my very erect penis. Her vagina engulfed my cock in an instant and she began to move herself up and down. The passage was still a bit larger than normal, given recent childbirth, but she was getting the result she desired, coming rapidly a number of times. Sensing that I was not yet done, she moved my cock out of herself and repositioned her back so that it could enter her rectum. As she brought her weight down, my cock moved up her tight ass and we were soon bonded to each other. We had not engaged in anal sex with any regularity and she had not really found it enjoyable. But today, it was as if I had turned on all her buttons. She kept clenching and loosening her butt cheeks and adding slow friction by slight torso movements. I removed her top and engaged in fondling her sizable breasts as we fucked. It was not long before my ability to hold back evaporated and I shot my load into her behind. We still stayed attached for what seemed an eternity before she pulled up and headed to the showers. To cut a long story short, she was not done, just going through a quick clean up before returning to me on the bed. I was not surprised that I ate a really huge breakfast, before heading to the office, the next morning. We had been too busy enjoying each other to even consider dinner the night before! III "Louis mentioned that the company is looking for a General Manager for the North African businesses," Alexa let me know one evening on my return from a market visit outside the city. I wondered where and when she would have had the opportunity to get such information from my boss, a Frenchman who had been Country Manager for a bit. She had, of course, met him a few times at company socials and at our Golf Club. "He never said anything to me, when did you see him?" "I ran into him at the pool this evening while you were on your visit to Sukkur," she explained. Our facility was located about 30 miles from the main city and most senior managers had been provided comfortable housing on a management estate adjacent to the office and plant block. The workers and junior staff also had residential arrangements in the vicinity, but without the facilities provided for managers. Tennis and squash courts, a well appointed gym and a sizable swimming pool were some of the perks available to us. Alexa had taken to swimming most afternoons, before I had finished work, and since few of the local ladies were into the activity, she had the pool pretty much to herself. For some reason, Louis had decided to take a swim also. They ended up having a long conversation, followed by drinks at his even more palatial home, a hundred yards or so from our place. Alexa was not averse to imbibing alcohol and Louis was glad to have a drinking companion, in an otherwise religiously inclined country, and delighted to be with an absolute babe, his much older and not good looking wife having opted to remain in Nice for most of the year. "I hope you did not give the old geezer too much to look at," I wondered. "Well I had the pink bikini on, since the walls around the pool are high and no one has ever before come there while I have been inside, but I do imagine he got a real eyeful of Alexa all over! "I hope you were not topless," I was not so sure about those high walls, and was relieved to get a negative response. "He told me that he is interested in staying for another term in Karachi, since he is getting close to retirement, and likes it here, but management has been offering him a General Manager post in Africa." "That position would not be bad at all, three of the last five General Managers there have gone on to the global board." IV Louis was in a really jovial mood. His request to extend his stay in Pakistan had been approved. The Africa position had not yet become common knowledge amongst management aspirants, so was potentially open for me declare my interest. His cook had thrown together a magnificent spread and we joined other senior managers and their spouses in the celebration. Though he was chatting cheerily with many of the ladies present, he kept gravitating back to Alexa throughout the event. His attentions towards her were certainly aided by the fact that she was dressed in designer jeans and a sleeveless blouse that did not exactly hide her cleavage, whereas all the other ladies were in conservative shalwar kameez. Obviously this mode of dress and the evident flirtation with Louis was causing many of the other attendees to give her strange looks, but it was clear that Alexa could not give a damn about anyone else. "You looked a lot nicer in the bikini, Alexa," Louis let her know in a low voice. "Oh, I am sure I did," she whispered back, blowing a little kiss his way. "But you still are the best sight here," he confessed with a little laugh. "Oh, I am sure I am," she quipped in return, getting a wink from him. An announcement that dinner was ready curtailed the banter and soon the group was seated around the already set tables. The group divided itself with the more conservative taking the side seating, while the liberal ones joined Louis in snuffing out a few bottles of spirits at the main table. He made a point of leading Alexa to the chair next to his and took every opportunity during dinner to touch her hand, thigh or other part of her body as both consumed a fair bit of liquor. After dinner the group broke into more informal sets and Louis naughtily lounged about in the sitting rooms, mostly with the lady folk enjoying dessert and coffee, while many of the men had gone out for a smoke or breather. Alexa had repaired to the powder room and on her return found that no seats were available. Pakistan is not the kind of place known for male chivalry and none were made available by the few guys sitting around. Louis's naughty streak surfaced and he declared, "It's fairly close to Christmas, would any of the ladies want to sit on Santa's lap and ask for a gift?" The group went silent as most of the guests were horrified by what may happen next. This sort of freedom was not exactly kosher in the country, but the foreign boss could be forgiven for his indiscretion. Alexa, however, sensed an opportunity to make her point and, not being one to give a damn about the local ladies, sat down on his left knee and thigh, avoiding a full contact with his privates. The looks on the faces of the others were of abject horror. Even I was in a state of uncertainty, I had to gain the support of the others but also had faith in my wife. My belief in Alexa won out and I decided I could step in if things went into uncharted directions. "Okay Santa," Alexa demanded, "what present do you have for me?" Had he planned this in advance, Louis may have had something in mind. For an off-the-cuff act on his part and hers, he did not know how to proceed. "Uh, well, yes, what does your little heart desire?" he boomed in a Santa voice. Alexa put her mouth next to his ear and whispered something. He thought about her request for a bit and spoke, "that is going to be tough; you surely must have something else in mind?" Alexa thought some more, made a why not gesture and whispered something else into his ear. I had worked my way to one side of the armchair and could see that Louis had slipped his hand into her jeans and was massaging the top of her buttocks. A back and forth chat ensued in the same hushed tones for a bit. Ensuring further that no one caught on, they conversed in French, which both spoke fluently. "That's possible, consider it done," he finally announced. Apparently both were in agreement. "Super, and quicker than later," Alexa chirped. "Let's seal things with a kiss," he upped the ante, his hand now moving under and up the blouse and feeling her back. Sure enough their lips connected for a brief second or two, but more than enough time to generate a lifetime's worth of scandal among the locals. Alexa hopped off and came up to me. My arm instinctively went around her waist as if I had recovered what was rightfully mine. "Anyone else have a wish for Santa?" Louis asked but there were no takers. That was the signal for the party to break up. V We barely made it through the door of the house when she pulled me onto the carpet in the living room. Neither of us cared about the sleeping child upstairs or the nanny that may be awake next to him. Alexa seemed charged, her tits were erect as ever and her pussy was sopping wet. Our clothes were discarded in a flash and she could not wait for me to get on top and insert my cock into her. As I pushed in and pulled out, she began to sigh, moan and then shriek. "Begum Sahiba, kya huwa hai (Madame, what has happened)?" the nanny asked from upstairs. "Kucch nahin, bacchay ka khayal karo aur darwaza band kar ke so jao (Its nothing, see to the baby, close the door and go to sleep)," I ordered. She complied without another word, obviously in the know that I was giving the Begum Sahiba a fucking for the memory books. Pushing me off, Alexa walked off towards the patio door and went into the back garden stark naked. I followed her and thankfully, Karachi in December not being cold, had no issue re-entering her as she lay on the freshly cut grass. "You know there may be guards and servants around, who could see us," I warned. "Oh forget it, most of them have seen me in my swimwear while at the pool, so what if they get a bit more to look at, you are the one fucking me, not them!" It appeared that while the pool walls were indeed high, the guard towers around the estate were higher and often, just as Alexa went to swim, the number of guards on duty would multiply significantly. On one hand this was an unnecessary show of flesh for the riff raff, on the other their presence meant that if Louis was at the pool he would have to behave like a gentleman. We made love a couple of times in the open, deciding to go back in just as the morning call to prayer rent the silence. Alexa drew a bath and we got in, clearly due to need with all the grass and bodily fluids sticking to us. As we lounged in the tub, I recalled the Santa incident and queried her about it. "Louis has promised to suggest you to the company for the Africa position; I figured I might as well ask for something meaningful if I was getting into his lap." "Did he agree without conditions?" "Well, he wondered if some further benefits could be attached for him." "And what would these be?" I probed. "Oh he would love to get into my pants, what else would you think?" "So what did you decide upon?" I was keen to know and ready to ask her to desist if need be since they had reached an agreement. "We will have occasional meetings at the pool till your position is announced officially," she provided some details. "And I will wear my sexiest swimwear," Alexa continued. I figured it could be a few weeks, before I got promoted, but the deal did not sound too bad. "I will also have drinks or meals with him once in a while, probably when you are on market visits, but there will be no added benefits other than my very pleasant company, till your new post is confirmed." "That sounds okay," I felt relieved that she had managed to get me a leg up further than my good work had already taken me to, and without any real cost attached. Alexa then dropped her bombshell, "I did agree that once your position is announced, I will settle the rest of the account with him." "Why sort of account?" I asked, well knowing what sort of answer to expect. Her reply was to the point, "Louis has a nice cottage in Murree. I agreed to spend a weekend alone with him there, so he can fuck me!" "How could you?" I was in shock. Not only had my wife agreed to have sex with the man, she would be traveling across the country to do so. "Oh come now, agreeing to something and actually following up on it are mutually exclusive," she responded. "Let's focus on your career for now and we will worry about next steps when you are promoted." "You did ask him for something else first, did you not?" I remembered he had balked at her initial request. "That was easy, I suggested he leave Pakistan now and put you in charge, something I knew he could never do," she giggled and indicated she wanted me to finger her as we soaked in the diminishing warmth of the bath. "And so he had to agree to my real request that you be recommended for Africa!" VI Six weeks later, coinciding with the arrival of the Regional CEO for the annual general meeting, my promotion to General Manager of the African businesses was announced. Most folks had seen the work I had done on reviving the brands in Pakistan and did not consider my out of step rise with suspicion. Others, mostly those in the Karachi office, obviously had different, more apt, points of view on the matter. The company had taken a two-step approach, appointing me Acting GM, for a limited period, after which the position would be formalized. As we lounged in bed, killing off a bottle of champagne that Louis had graciously sent over the day of the announcement, I wondered what she would do about the trip to Murree that now seemed at hand. The position had been announced a few days earlier and I was wondering when payment would be due. "Oh, you can forget about that," Alexa said with an indifferent shrug. "So you are not going through with your end?" I enquired. "That is not the case," she explained. "Apparently his wife received a few anonymous letters, obviously from someone here, telling her that he has been in the company of a beautiful woman, who meets him at the pool and often goes to his house wearing rather short clothes." I could relate to the anonymous letters, having found many addressed to me and complaining about some subordinate or the other. Also some of my own people had sent similar notes to the senior managers at the regional and head offices regarding my abilities. As this was a common occurrence in places like India and Pakistan, most of these missives were completely ignored. Louis's wife, however, was getting these for the first time and had already been concerned about her husband's long absences from France and then decision to remain in Pakistan. Couldn't Have Done It Without Alexa "His wife reaches Islamabad tomorrow; they are going to have a few days in Murree before she comes here to settle till he retires." "Did he just find out?" I was confused. "Just the day after your announcement was made, in fact," she responded. "Has he not asked you to settle up before she arrives and we leave?" "He wondered if I could not see him a couple of days ago right here, while you were visiting Multan, but luckily I was having my period and managed to postpone things!" The transfer to Africa took place within the week. At the farewell dinner, Alexa shook hands with Louis in a very lady like way, given the hawkish presence of his wife, even foregoing an expected peck to his cheek. She never had to sleep with him, though I felt she might have kept the bargain if the need arose. The price Louis received, for my quicker than anticipated promotion, had simply been Alexa's company, which to me was certainly worthwhile. He had acted the gentleman while at the pool and in his home. She had acceded to only two requests as he waited to collect his reward. Alexa agreed to let him see her topless a few times when at his residence but not at the pool, usually in the shortest of shorts but never totally nude despite much cajoling, even allowing him to remove her blouse and bra or bikini top on occasion. In addition she was comfortable to accept a hello and a goodbye kiss when they did get together. He had asked for a blowjob, the day he had indicated that management had agreed to his recommendation and I would soon be advised of the promotion, but Alexa stood firm even drawing the line at using her hand to relieve his urge until all details had first been taken care off. "So who do you think sent the letter to the wife?" I was thankful to the person. "Let's just avoid speculation, I figure it was someone who did not want him pawing me all over!" I learned later that Louis's wife despised the country and was out within a few weeks. At his subsequent parties, other wives learning of my elevation and seeking the same for their spouses were more than happy to let him play Santa Claus, many even switching to Western modes of dress. From what I have heard since, in the additional years he stayed on in Karachi, he managed to fuck all but two of the senior management wives and also had his fill of the goodies from amongst the lower ranks. To my knowledge, however, none of the husbands ever achieved any significant career progress, given that he had so many cunts to choose from and so few positions to assign them to! Mahmoud I Africa was a lot tougher than Pakistan to manage. Travel around the continent was difficult, corruption was rampant, and there were loads of other issues. Though I was managing to meet targets and keep my reputation as a "can-do" person, the effort was taking a toll on me. Still, I was certain that with all the changes I had made and plans implemented, the business was on the verge of take-off. The company had gone ahead with my confirmation in the new position and this certainly had added to expectations, there not being too many GMs around at my fairly young age. Alexa had taken to the continent, and our base in Nairobi, with gusto. In no time, she was well known in local, expat, government and consular circles. She kept throwing parties that got bigger by the day and was often seen in society magazine pages. Not yet 30, she had ensured that her looks and figure remained striking. In Kenya she seemed to have truly found herself and had tons of friends, whereas my circle was limited mostly to office folk and a few Pakistanis settled in the country. Yusuf liked Africa much better and having started playschool was happy with new friends and things to do outside of home. The pressure of work had reduced my libido significantly and she had chided me a few times for this. "Honey, if you can't give me satisfaction, you may find me in the arms of a nice hulking dark guy one of these days, getting my needs cared for," she playfully threatened. But 14-hour days, with weekends often on the job, meant that there was precious little that was driving me towards appreciating her. II I had left Alexa at the Xmas party, since a number of calls had to be made to offices in Europe and North America. She assured me that it would not be an issue for her to get a ride back home. It was about 10:30 p.m. when I walked into the house. The maid quickly handed me a cold drink, bid me goodbye and went home. I could not see any of the other servants either and was surprised when a strong light came on in the family room. I was intrigued to see that a heavy white sheet was stretched across, preventing me access to the other side. "Take a seat, dear, and make yourself comfortable," I heard Alexa's voice from the other side. As I did so, I noted a female form silhouetted on the screen. Remembering she had been wearing a nice knee length dress and heels and had her hair in some sort of bun contraption, I figured she was up to something. "Be with you in a moment, just keep watching." A minute or so later, as some soft music came on, I saw the same figure return to the screen, swaying suggestively. As I settled in, I was surprised to see two other figures, tall and manly also enter and begin to dance with her. After a bit, one of the men brought his mouth to hers and the other began to rub his crotch against her behind. "What in the world?" I barked. "Just stay where you are," Alexa's voice again ordered me. Within a few moments, she changed her position to kiss the other man and get fondled by the first. I could not believe my wife was getting it on with two other guys. On one hand, it was rather disturbing, on the other, I confessed to being incredibly aroused. I sat and viewed the scene as the men disrobed her slowly, showing each of her garments to me through the screen as they took them off. The dress, her bra and her panties were all off and, as they were tossed over the screen to my side, I could see these were the very clothes Alexa was wearing at the party. The men also lost their clothes in no time. A chair appeared out of nowhere and she bent forward, bringing her face over the back as her hands held on to it. One man, in front of her, began to play with her hair and rubbed his very large cock on her face. The other started to finger her from behind, getting her juiced up for entry. "Hope you like what you see, just keep watching," Alexa's voice came from behind the screen, just as I was thinking it was about time to interfere. I gave up and sat down to see what finally transpired. As expected, the guy behind soon had his cock buried in her pussy, the sizable heels allowing him access without unnaturally bending. The one in front took his cue and held her head as his cock entered her mouth. Soon they both had a nice rhythm going. She seemed to be enjoying the treatment and her body quivered as she hit orgasm after orgasm. The man behind came first and I was glad that his first act on pulling out was to remove a bulging condom from his prick. I was not so happy, however, when the second person did not take off a sheath after he was done; he had been in her mouth uncovered and she swallowed everything as he came. A glass of liquid appeared from somewhere and she took a few swallows to clean out her mouth. The person who had come in her mouth now seemed to be putting on a condom. He sat down on the chair and she mounted him, her ass coming over his cock. In a moment, she had managed to get his manhood inside her. As she bent forward, the other man now was able to put his cock in her mouth. It took a while for the acts to complete and once again she swallowed down the come in her mouth. "I hope you liked that and if you continue to treat me with indifference, this is exactly what I will have to do," Alexa promised from behind the curtain. With that the harsh light was replaced with normal ones around the room and the curtain in between was removed. I was surprised to see my marketing assistant, Goco, on the chair and my finance assistant, Charles, standing to the side. In Goco's lap, still sweaty from the workout was not Alexa, but my personal secretary, Tabitha, who was wearing heels that were similar to Alexa's and one of her wigs to create the effect. Standing a bit further away was Alexa, wearing another party dress. As reality sank in to me, Alexa let her dress and undergarments drop to the floor. "Let's not talk now," she suggested, her arms coming around Charles. "Let's see where things take us tonight." III As it was, she did not have vaginal or anal sex with either of the guys and I did not get into Tabitha's honey pot either. She moved slowly up and down with my dick inside, her back towards me, as I lay on the bed. Meanwhile my tongue intertwined with Tabitha's, who was at my side as my fingers played with her cunt. Goco and Charles alternated deep kissing Alexa and fondling her breasts, as they kneeled at each side of the bed, facing her. With her free hands she was able to rub their sizable cocks, allowing both to come over her torso almost in unison. Later, while I received a most satisfying blowjob from my secretary, Alexa kept hitting peak after peak as the guys tongued her pussy, kissed and caressed her, after first giving her a rubdown with a warm towel. Somehow since she made no move to mount either of them, I held off from dipping my wick into Tabitha's pussy. One by one, the three guests exited, leaving us to make passionate love a couple more times before we were all spent. "Report in sick," she suggested and uncharacteristically I complied. During the day I heard that Goco, Charles and Tabitha had also called in unwell and given that most managers were gone, and others were still hung over from the night before, the office shut down early. Alexa had given the servants the morning off and since Yusuf was off to playschool for a few hours, we were alone. She sat me down at the kitchen table and proceeded to prepare breakfast, just in her panties. Every few moments, she would leave the preparation and come by to me with butter, jam or yogurt on her tits, needing no explanation for me to lick the goodies off. Finally, discussion came around to the happenings of the night before. I confessed that I was concerned she was fucking the two local guys before I realized the set up. However, I also let her know that once things had cleared up, it was kind of fun for all of us to have been intimate together. She ribbed me about getting a hard on for Tabitha, but frankly it would have been impossible for any man to not be turned on by my rather attractive secretary, particularly if naked and in the throes of passion. Alexa cleverly did not give me a definite yea or nay whether the guys had also pushed her buttons the right way, but I recalled that she did not appear to have been minding what was going on. She had complained to Tabitha about my workload and the effect it was having on our love life. Tabitha had been having non-exclusive relationships with both guys, surprisingly neither being too concerned about the other. It was much later that I discovered both had a significant other at their respective tribal villages, away from Nairobi and Tabitha was happy to have two men tending to her need, enabling her to remain single. I was not surprised that she was also quite popular on the single's circuit. The two ladies had worked on the plan, and the guys had gone along, with the upfront understanding that Alexa was not on their menu should things progress to the points that they did. To be frank, the results were better than desired. It was at least three months before I put in another 14 hour day. Meanwhile Tabitha, who had been the assistant to other GMs before, developed a nice friendship with Alexa and tuned her in to corporate happenings that may have not been clear to others, including me. Needless to say, Tabitha, Charles and Goco all received sizable year-end bonuses and were in line for promotions in the near future. Their silence ensured possibility of reprising the experience and potential to be rewarded even more! IV "Mr. Mahmoud is quite religiously motivated," Tabitha advised Alexa about the Divisional President, who was visiting from head office. "What does that mean?" Alexa queried. "Is he an ayatollah or something like that?" "No, he's not a fanatic, but he has some interesting quirks," Tabitha let on. "Does he not like females?" Alexa wondered. "Well, let's say, when you do meet him at the company reception, try to wear something that accentuates how nice your ass and legs are," Tabitha suggested, knowing well that my wife had worked on getting a perfect model's figure. Alexa took Tabitha's advice, opting for clingy black leather pants that appeared melded to her body and accentuated her tight ass. With the expected high heeled sandals, her lovely legs looked even tastier. The shimmering gold blouse she wore, if looked at just correct, was transparent enough to allow her braless breasts to be seen. Though she wore rather minimal jewellery, I knew she was going to make a serious impression on the boss. "We are certainly very proud of the significant achievements from Imtiaz and his team," Mr. Mahmoud let the select folks know at dinner in the Hilton Hotel in downtown Nairobi. As hoped, the changes put in place during my first six months had begun to pay off. The results for the third year, I had been in charge, were significantly ahead of targets and cemented my reputation in the company even more. There was already some talk of my next move, to a Vice-Presidential post at the head office, reporting to the CEO, and a seat on the internal board. "Imtiaz, keep the good work up and you can expect real rewards in some time," he had pulled me aside and was offering advice. "Of course in board management matters, it is important to have a few people on your side," he quickly added. Lucky for me, Victoria, who remained great friends with Alexa had continued her upwards movement and landed on the board as President for North America. If somehow, Mahmoud could also throw his weight my way, the position was in my grasp. As if reading my mind, Alexa walked up and chided us for talking shop during a social event. I could see that Mahmoud was drinking her visage in and for some strange reason she kept bending over to pick up something or turning away so that her very fine rear was the centre of attraction. Since by rule, Alexa was seated next to him at dinner, it was easy for them to pick up a conversation. Mahmoud's attention had been totally diverted and he did not appear too keen on talking with others at the table. Just as I was getting into the party, my phone began to ring incessantly. Would you believe that there was an issue with unions in Nigeria, and I had to get to the office and teleconference with the West Africa team and negotiators? V It was nearly midnight when I returned and found Alexa in the living room, wearing a scant negligee. With a finger on her lips she indicated I should be quiet and I figured Yusuf had issues going to sleep. Alexa pulled me out on to the apartment balcony and whispered, "Mahmoud is in the bedroom." I took a look at her and my face immediately expressed the question on my lips. "No, no, he has not been with me, but he certainly thinks he is." "I don't understand," was all the reply I could muster. "Do you remember our little orgy a few months ago," she reminded me. "We really had you thinking that I was screwing Goco and Charles. "I recall that it was Tabitha and that we had a jolly good time later." "Its Tabitha in there with him tonight, we do have very similar profiles and sizes and since our deception worked once, we gave it a second shot." Apparently Mahmoud had let out to her that she could help out with my elevation. On one hand, she had been somewhat intimate with others towards the same end. On the other, all those episodes had involved a first move on her part, whereas Mahmoud was coming on too strong. She was also concerned when he had said that given his Afghan Shia upbringing, he did not really want to break taboos through vaginal sex, but wanted to fuck her very pretty ass. Alexa had realized then what Tabitha had meant about his "religious motivation" but was neither in the mood to let him have her nor keen on being butt fucked. Luckily she had recalled the episode earlier and in quick concert with Tabitha had been able to recreate the illusion. Tabitha had left the party with Alexa, in time to get home and prepare for Mahmoud. She had already benefited from the friendship and this was something she was prepared to help with. She remained out of sight as Mahmoud arrived about an hour prior to when I did. Alexa had received him and indulged in small talk, till his patience began to run out, since he had no way of knowing how long I would be involved with the "crisis" in Nigeria that he had engineered to keep me away from home. She had already ensured he had taken plenty of alcohol at the party and the doubles she fixed at home were even more potent. He was quite inebriated and ready to go. To ensure things went off well, she began by sitting next to him on the sofa, allowing him to paw and kiss her for a while. Before long, she removed her blouse, letting him suck her tits. Suggesting that he disrobe in the bedroom, which had the lights very dimmed, she said she would be back in something more comfortable. He was naked and under the covers in a flash, when the lights totally turned off, leaving the room dark. Alexa already had Tabitha waiting, in lingerie, in the side room. She sashayed up to Mahmoud and was soon engaged in deep kissing and disrobing. His senses, dulled by the liquor, did not allow him to see the switch, in his mind he was in bed with my wife. Around 2 in the morning, Tabitha came out to the living area, still nude, and advised us that he was in the shower and planning to leave soon. So far he had not figured things out and Alexa would have to act a bit more before he departed. As Tabitha and I hid behind a curtain, she began to stroke my cock. It was tough to keep myself hidden and entertained. Mahmoud came out all refreshed and his arms went around Alexa. She returned the kiss, not minding the fact that his hands were again exploring her body. "You were awesome, it is too bad I have to return tomorrow," he let her know. "And what can I expect in return?" she asked point blank. "You can assume my support to Imtiaz and it would be nice to have you in the vicinity of the headquarters!" The bastard was planning ahead and knew he had a good thing in hand. "Oh, I'd like that," Alexa whispered to him, giving him a final peck. Turning just as he exited the door, he asked if he could have her negligee as a souvenir. Without hesitation, she stripped it off, letting him soak in her nudity, and handed it over while blowing a kiss. Though she was literally threadbare, he still looked down questioningly at the thong that covered almost nothing. Alexa understood immediately, let it drop to her feet, picked it up with one heeled foot and extended her leg towards him. He put the panty into his pocket and his hands strayed over her leg. Sitting himself down, he put her leg over his left shoulder, lifting her on her toes as she hung on in the doorway and licked her pussy for a few moments. "Too bad, Alexa, I would have loved to fuck your vagina, but my morality prohibits me from it while I am happily married!" I wondered which reality he existed in given that he had not worried about his morality while dipping his dick into the rear of someone other than his wife, but put it down to strange Afghan or Iranian practices. Couldn't Have Done It Without Alexa Tabitha and I held our breath and Alexa her nerve as he stood up and, pulling her into the very public lobby, turned her around. He brought his crotch up and rubbed it vigorously against her bare ass. If he pulled out his dick and wanted more, Alexa would not have been able to do anything about it. Age, however, is a great equalizer and having come twice inside Tabitha, he could not get another rise. Thankfully he decided not to return inside and wait for seconds. We soon saw his vehicle exit the garage and head back towards his hotel. "I don't care what you think Alexa, I want a quick reward," Tabitha announced as she came out from behind the curtain. With that she grabbed me by the hand and took me to bed. For the second time that night, Alexa was outside, while Tabitha was being serviced. There was no question of not fucking her pussy; she made sure I went dry addressing her needs that night. VI At breakfast, which we took rather early, Tabitha told us that Mahmoud had fucked her in the ass twice and had not been gentle about it. While not a spring chicken, anal sex was relatively new to her and she was feeling the hurt. The fact that she was also light skinned, for an African, courtesy of her European mother, helped in the ruse. Alexa accepted that Tabitha had deserved some repayment, but had not expected her to be sharing my bed. Just as the preliminary results for Year 4 were being reviewed, some four months prior to the actual year end, I was advised of my posting as Vice President for Latin America, effective in a few months. Victoria and Mahmoud had been strong advocates and swung the vote in my favour. I called Alexa to advise her of the development and she said she would stop by the office to congratulate me. Just about lunchtime, she arrived with a bottle of champagne and some candy. "These are yours and I am going to get my reward by taking Charles and Goco for a long lunch!" The Present Today, as I stared at the dance floor, it appeared that Herberto had done all but physically fuck Alexa while they were dancing. As one of the major private shareholders, in the otherwise public company, his attentions meant that my chances towards becoming CEO were getting rosier by the moment. I had no illusions that she was single minded in her approach towards getting me the position I so deserved, given the results I had again delivered, I was certain that there were no taboos that would hold her back. She had made significant alliances, while I was at the HQ, to assist in my rise to Regional President for Europe, Middle East and Africa. Just one step remained to the top of the ladder. It appeared she had left all inhibitions behind in Africa. While I enjoyed the champagne with the folks in the office, Alexa screwed Charles and Goco repeatedly that day. She let them fuck her pussy, sucked their cocks and did whatever else she fancied. In fact, during the few months we remained in Africa, prior to the transfer, she occasionally arranged get-togethers with the three Africans we had become intimate with. While I enjoyed the experiences with Tabitha, who was adept at sex, it was weird to see Alexa make love to the guys, their black and her white skin becoming sweaty together. I had chided her that I was okay with the fact that she was fucking them, just not keen on any black babies resulting. "I am a sort of black baby myself," she gave me an apt reminder of her own mixed origin. "And you don't think I turned out too bad, do you!"