Cheating at the company party

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Spoiler alert; this thread will involve some drug/alcohol abuse and some really rough, depraved sex. If this isn't something that interests you, please don't read further. If it does, well enjoy the show!

Of course, everybody in this story is fake, not real, part of my twisted imagination, etc. Everybody that matters is over 18 and adult.

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Some background:

Becky Florence is a young, twenty-two year old woman who recently has gone through a fast breast growth. Going from a B cup to a 30K cup in just a year, she's both excited and terrified of her new appearance. So much so that she has trouble socializing with others and being intimate with her husband. He suggests that she take part at a company party, located at some hotel about an hour away from home.

The problem comes when she finds herself alone at the pool and Gerry Gold shows up; the nemesis to her husband and a notorious tit obsessed pervert...


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The story/IC:

I was an eighteen year old, having grown up in a small southern town when I met Jacob - my now husband. I was barely out of high school and I didn't know much of the world, I was going to head to college and I met him during my orientation. I guess that we immediately fell in love with each other and we became inseparable since. Now four years later, I'm twenty-two years old and live with Jacob in our modest apartment here in Brooklyn.

The thing that has changed dramatically since the start of our relation was that my figure really changed in the past few years. You see, because of birth control and some complications with side effects, my breasts have almost expanded exponentially. I wore a 30K cup bra now, having gone through bra after bra for the past year. Now both men and women alike would look at me wherever I went, almost in completely disbelief on my breasts that were so big on a skinny girl like me.

Truth be told, I was pretty excited by my big boobs. My mother and sister were both a lot more um...endowed than I was. For the longest time I was flat as a pancake! My nickname in high school was the "ironing board". I was an A cup during high school and a B cup when I met Jacob. Can you believe that? From a B cup to a 30K cup in about a year and a half? Jacob was probably just as excited as I was, although he had yet to play with my breasts like he so desperately wanted to...in fact, we've hadn't had sex in over a year! With this excitement came anxiety and embarrassment. Every time I looked at a mirror, I saw a body that was almost...porn-star like.

But yeah, at least Jacob was pretty understanding. I was planning on going back to school in one more year, and since Jacob had a nice job and all, I didn't need to work. Yes, Jacob was paying for everything on his own and yes, I know how lucky I am!

The reason that I'm bringing this up is because I was invited with Jacob to some company party for the regional branch at the bank he worked at. Jacob told me all about the party and how the company wanted to reward their workers for a great year...and how it might do me some good to socialize with his coworkers. At first, I was against it since it took place at a four-star hotel about an hour out of town and well, it was too far for my test. But not only that, but the party was being held outdoor near the pool, which meant that there would be some pressure to go...well, swimming. Which, in turn, meant that I'd have to wear a bathing suit...in front of everybody!

Jacob convinced me that I didn't need to wear a swimsuit and that I didn't have to leave the hotel room if I was so embarrassed about my breasts. I appreciated that fact and I packed a few things. Soon enough, we were there...and I was stuck alone in my hotel room. I was terrified at the thought of people making fun of me that at the least minute, I chickened out.

"Take your time honey. Just meet us downstairs when you're ready."

With a kiss on the cheek, Jacob left and I was left with my thoughts. I thought about it and with some pacing back and forth, I decided to head downstairs and deal with my new reality. I even decided to put on my two piece bathing suit; a snug fit but I loved the leopard printed pattern.

"Oh god." were the first words out of my mouth when I watched my figure from the mirror. My legs felt so bare and the bikini bottom really showed off my round butt. But of course, what really made me anxious was how my massive 30K breasts looked. The bikini top barely kept them in; there was a lot of side-boob and even underboob. "This isn't too much, right?" I asked myself before I glanced out the window.

There was no one at the pool! I guess that everyone was busy at the bar, or even setting things up. I figured that this was as good of a time as any to go downstairs.

I hurried, carrying a towel and went outside to the pool. It was calm out and I let myself relax a bit...

That is until I watched a man enter the pool and slowly make his way towards me.

 
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My name is Gerry Gold and recently turned 33 years old. The company I worked for was a subsidary of a major bank, but we mostly dealt with the customer service aspect of things and I loved my job. I had always found a way to turn things to my way of thinking, which just happened to include the way I interacted with my co-workers and their wives. Yes, I was known as a bit of a pervert, which really didn't help in furthering my role in the company.

However that didn't bother me one bit. Things were getting a little dull though, until Jacob showed up to start working at the company. And then I saw that wonderful wife of his, Becky. Well, it was a photo that he had of her sitting on his desk. I wasn't sure if the photo was real or not, but that didn't keep me from oogling her from time to time.

I wouldn't get to know exactly how she looked until the little company party at a hotel. Why they had choosen to rent a hotel for a party is beyond me, but I am not one to complain. I came to the hotel pary mostly to get a glimpse of all the lovely wives in their bikinis by the pool.

Dressing in a pair of black loose-fitting swim trunks and a white t-shirt, I grabbed a towel and my camera before heading out of my room. The evening was still young and I hoped there was a catch of catching everyone down by the pool. Hell, there was even a mini bar poolside which could help getting the party even rowdier.

I was a little disappointed as the walked down to the pool area, not seeing anyone around yet. However it didn't take me long to notice there was another person there. It took me a moment to realize that it was Becky, Jacob's wife. I grin for a moment before I walk to a deck chair, laying my towel on it.

"You must be Becky, Jacob's wife."
 
"Oh damn it!!!" I thought to myself, hoping that the man would move out of the way and do his own thing. If he was working at Jacob's company...well, he'd go inside and join the others...right? Well, that's what I thought and it was the small piece of hope that I was hanging onto, up until he laid his towel down onto a chair. I quickly looked away and backed myself against the corner of the pool.

"You must be Becky, Jacob's wife."

Oh no.

Well, here's the thing about me - ever since the crazy growth spurth of my breasts, I was incredibly self conscious. So self conscious, that I found myself "sinking" my body into the water a bit more, in an effort to cover myself up a bit beyond this two piece leopard pattern bikini. It didn't do much, but it was the best that I could do right now.

"Oh, hi." I said, turning my head to see him, just as he was about to come into the pool...I think. "Who might you be?" I then asked, trying not to seem too timid.

Was this that Gerry person that Jacob keeps talking about...?
 
I grin a little at seeing her trying to hide herself in the water. It tells me two things, either she has heard about me and is trying to hide, or else she is extremely shy without her husband around. Either way works for me at the moment. However the slight movement of the water keeps me from being able to see her full body. No matter, all in due time.

"I'm Gerry, Gerry Gold. I figured that it was a little early to start drinking so I would come out here for a bit."

I smile for a moment before I sit down on the chair, strecthing my legs out for the time being. Taking a deep breathe for a moment I stand up and walk to the stairs, putting my hand on the steel handrail.

"Do you mind if I join you for a bit?"

I grin and chuckle for a moment.

"Silly me, I still have my t-shirt on."

I walk back to the deck chair, pulling off my t-shirt. I strecth a little, showing how fit I am from working out on a regular basis.
 
"I'm Gerry, Gerry Gold. I figured that it was a little early to start drinking so I would come out here for a bit."

Oh god, so it was Gerry. Now, don't get me wrong - Jacob didn't just talk about Gerry. It's just that occasionally, his talk about work would move towards his coworkers and whenever that happened, I was sure to hear a little rant over how terrible of a human being Gerry was. Not to mention that he was a bit of a pervert? I don't know why that always came up, but it did...

"Do you mind if I join you for a bit?"

"I...uh....I don't see why not." I answered back, a bit timidly as he chuckled.

"Silly me, I still have my t-shirt on."

He came back, now without his shirt and it was clear that despite working at the office for years, that he was pretty fit. It's not as if I was admiring him, but it was just a bit obvious that he wasn't...flabby or anything. Either way, I kept myself in place as he came down to the pool. I needed an excuse to get out of here...

I needed to get out of here...

But I needed to be polite...right?

I extended my hand carefully, before I said "Well, it's nice to meet you Gerry!"
 
Once I got into the pool, I tried not to make it too obvious I was going to hit on Becky. I had barely gotten near her when she lifted her hand up towards me.

"Well, it's nice to meet you Gerry!"

I smile for a moment and take her hand in my slightly larger one for a moment.

"A pleasure to meet you as well. I hope everything is going well for you tonight."

Not wanting to be too overbearing, I release her hand before I move to lean back against the poolside. After a moment, I come up with a plan to help 'loosen up' Becky.

"Tell me, what's your beverage of choice? Maybe a couple of drinks in the pool to relax, what do you say?"
 
Honestly, so far so good. Gerry didn't seem like a jerk or anything...then again, first impressions weren't everything right? There had to be a reason why Jacob didn't like him so much...

"Tell me, what's your beverage of choice? Maybe a couple of drinks in the pool to relax, what do you say?"


That snapped me out of my thoughts. A drink?

"Well...I'm not really sure, I'm not much of a drinker but...maybe some white wine?"
I asked with a slight smile, hoping that he'd go for me. As for the drink, well I wasn't even sure if they had wine. "If they don't have any wine, could you pick something light for me?"
 
I smile a little more seeing her perk up at the mention of drinks. Maybe if I play things right, she could become putty in my hands.

"Some wine? I am not sure they serve wine poolside, but I'll take a look."

I take one more look to see if I can see much of Becky beneath the water, but no luck. Feeling a little disappointed, I climb out of the pool via the side. Walking over to the open bar, I lean down to take a look through the selection of drinks.

"Nope, doesn't look like we have any wine. Give me a moment to find something else."

I pull out two small glasses, laying them on top of the counter. There are a few light beers to choose from, but I know those won't do for my plans. I never really liked the taste of beer, american beer at least. Spotting a bottle of tequila, I pop it open and fill the two glasses about halfway before putting the bottle away.

Picking up the glasses, I head back to the side of the pool, sitting down on the edge carefully. I hold one glass down to Becky.

"How about a little wager before we take the first drink?"
 
"Nope, doesn't look like we have any wine. Give me a moment to find something else."

Oh no...

Well, it was only a single glass, so no matter what he picked, it wasn't the end of the world or anything...right? I eyed the pool cautiously, wondering whether Gerry even planned on going in and hearing his boss' speech and whatnot. Either way, I found Gerry making his way to the pool again, glasses in hand. He handed me one, as I sniffed it quickly and wondered just how strong this was.

"How about a little wager before we take the first drink?"

Wager?

"I'm uh..listening." I said curiously.
 
I grin for a moment seeing her curiousity peeked my offer of a wager. I knew the boss was going to be doing a speech soon, but this was more fun. besides, I could just get the gist of the speech later.

"Alright. It's nothing too hard to do. All you have to do is go under and hold your breathe for forty-five seconds. If you make it, we take a sip. If you don't, you have to drain the glass."

I pause for a moment, glancing towards her glass. It was be a major party foul if she spilled the good tequila in the pool.

"I can hold the glass till you are finished."

I grin and hold my free hand out so she could set the glass down. I really didn't see why she wouldn't go for it. AFter all, it was just a bit of fun.
 
"Alright. It's nothing too hard to do. All you have to do is go under and hold your breathe for forty-five seconds. If you make it, we take a sip. If you don't, you have to drain the glass."

I looked at him for a minute, wondering just what kind of silly game he was suggesting. But then I realized that there was no harm in it; either way, I didn't want to waste the drink and I was going to drink it. Besides, it gave me an opportunity to hide my breasts a bit more...

"I can hold the glass till you are finished."

"Okay...you're on." I said, with a grin on my face before I handed him my glass. Staying in my position, I took a deep breath before, with my hand on the edge of the pool, I forced myself down. Forty five seconds...it wasn't a big deal.


1....2....
4..
10...


Around the twenty second mark, I could feel my lungs straining. I tried to keep going.

22..
..


"Aaaahhhh!" I said, quickly rising up to breathe in some air. What I didn't realize from this game is that not only did I lose, but I came up so quickly that I forgot that I was supposed to be laying down in the water. The result was that I came out, my absolutely massive 30K cups breasts raising up with me, jiggling from the sudden movement with my leopard bikini clinging on as much of the surface as they could. Water dripped from my body, the realization hitting me...

With a slight blush on my face, I said "Well, looks like I lost."
 
I smile as she decided tp take the bet, handing me her glass. This was going to be a fun night. Now I didn't plan on crossing the line, at least not yet.

Watching her go under, I take a sip of my drink for a moment, mming. It was some good tequila. Counting out how long she stayed under, the seconds seemed to go by slowly. That was until she came popping out of the water.

"Well, looks like I lost."

It wasn't the blush that caught my attention as much as her massive breasts popping out of the water as she came up to get some air. Such a wonderful sight to see such huge breasts just staring me in the face. Oh I couldn't wait to get my hands on them.

"Yes you did. But don't worry about it, you can still come back. Now drink up."

I hold the her glass out to her to take. I decide to let her play along a little.

"Once you drink up, you can come up with something for me, if you like. Or I could come up with something else for you."
 

"Once you drink up, you can come up with something for me, if you like. Or I could come up with something else for you."

I took my drink down and my god was it harsh! I wasn't exactly used to hard liquor, or anything stronger than wine, so I was a bit surprised to feel the alcohol go down my throat and burn on the way down. Still, I finished my drink and placed my glass aside.

"Um...maybe you can come up with another?" I said with a bit of a chuckle, tempted to sink down on the pool a bit (I think I caught him staring at my breasts for a bit?), but decided against it. "I'm not so good at coming up with games so I'll think for another while you pick something for me." I then added with a grin.
 
Hearing her want another wager, I smile. I reach down for a moment with my free hand, squeezing her shoulder lightly for a moment. i try to make it seem friendly enough without arousing her fear. After a moment I pull away.

"Alright, that works for me. I'll refill your glass and think of something else for you to do."

Sitting my glass down, I pick hers up as I get up from the edge of the pool. It doesn't take long for me to refill her glass halfway with some more vodka this time. I sit back down on the edge of the pool, placing her glass down on the concrete.

"Let's see how good of a swimmer you are. Two laps along the length of the pool. Going down, you do the breaststroke and then on the return trip, on your back. If you stop, the full glass and no stopping, only half. Sound fair?"

I grin down at her, knowing this way I can see more of her massive breasts.
 
I stood there, Gerry's hand on my shoulder and all, waiting to see on whether my idea was any good or not. Honestly, the way that he squeezed my shoulder felt kind of good. Like it wasn't forceful or anything - I don't know, maybe the alcohol was starting to get in my head...That said, he continued our conversation by saying:

"Alright, that works for me. I'll refill your glass and think of something else for you to do."

While he was refilling my glass, I stopped and thought on what kind of game I could suggest later. Maybe I'd challenge him to a race? Or a game of twenty questions? I thought about the former and decided that maybe it would be a bad idea; Gerry definitely looked like he worked out and was athletic, despite being a bit older than I was...

"Let's see how good of a swimmer you are. Two laps along the length of the pool. Going down, you do the breaststroke and then on the return trip, on your back. If you stop, the full glass and no stopping, only half. Sound fair?"

I glanced at the pool. It was a bit big, but two laps wouldn't be too hard...

"Deal!" I said, my voice sounding just a bit less anxious and more excited. I guess what I'm trying to say is that I was starting to have a little bit of fun.

And so, with my arms stretched, I dove into the water and began swimming across, kicking and moving my arms in tandem. Thankfully there wasn't anybody, besides us, at the pool - or at least for now. Either way, I swam across and held onto the other edge of the pool, before kicking myself off and swimming on my back.

Of course, if Gerry was a pervert, he'd probably be admiring the fact that my huge breasts were in the open; practically looking like big mountains, spilling around my chest as I slowly made my way back, naive to how lewd they might have looked in this two piece bikini.
 
I couldn't believe how easy it was becoming to manipulate Jacob's wife like this. Maybe it was the alcohol doing the trick, but whatever it was, it was working.

"Deal!"

And off she went, eagerly swimming a couple of laps for me. I wonder if she really understood that I was doing all this for my own amusement, watching how she moved. She looked so gracefully in the water, those long legs breaking the surface with each kick. And when she was on her back, those wonderful breasts just bouncing every which way out of the water.

It was a pity that I had left my camera over by the deckchair, but there would be time for that later. At the same time I was watching her, I racked my brain for more little dares that I could make her do.

As she was coming back on the first lap, I grin and began to whistle at her. Maybe I could do enough to make her have to stop and lose the deal.

"That a girl. Show off that body. Swim like a fish out of water..."
 
"That a girl. Show off that body. Swim like a fish out of water..."

Wait what...?

I opened my eyes and saw that I was getting closer to the edge of the pool; I was maybe half-way there. Then I thought that maybe he was just talking in an effort to get me to lose! So, I decided to say "Hey! Stop cheating, I'm trying to focus here!" with a slight bit of laughter to my voice. I closed my eyes again, kicking at the water and making my way towards the "finish line"...even with the lewd whistle noise he was making!
 
"Hey! Stop cheating, I'm trying to focus here!"

I chuckle and grin for a moment. She might have caught onto me, but that doesn't mean I will give up so easily. I think for a moment before quickly speaking.

"Damn, I wish I had my camera. This would make quite the picture."

After all seeing how she was acting earlier, I figured that she probably wasn't ready yet for something like that. Then again, she just might be bold enough for such a thing.

"Now where did I leave my camera?"

I leave the glass on the edge of the pool as I stand up for a moment. Pretending like I am going to get the camera, I start to walk over to the deck chair.

"Ah, there it is."
 
"Damn, I wish I had my camera. This would make quite the picture."

Camera!?

I opened my eyes again, hoping that Gerry was bluffing. Unfortunately, judging from the way that he was getting off the pool and heading to the pavement, it looked like he wasn't kidding. "Wait..." I began to protest, trying to make my way to the edge of the pool quick...

"Now where did I leave my camera?"

Oh no, oh no...

"Ah, there it is."

"Ah!" I gasped, thinking he took his camera. Just like that, I flipped so that I could cover myself up with the pool...in other words, losing another wager.
 
I had barely made it half way between the pool and then camera when I heard..

"Ah!"

Which was followed by the sound of water no longer splashing. I turn around to see that Becky had turned over in the water and was hiding herself beneath the water. Pity, and I was enjoying the little show. Ah well.

"Well, it looks like that another wager you lost."

I laughed for a moment and grinned, walking back to sit back down on the edge of the pool.

"There was no need to quit though. I couldn't have gotten the camera by the time you had finished. You were nearly done."

I smile and pick up her glass, holding it out over the water. I have it up just high enough she has to reach for it and come up out of the water as well.

"Now, drink up."
 
"There was no need to quit though. I couldn't have gotten the camera by the time you had finished. You were nearly done."

"Yeah...I know..." I said, almost disappointed in myself as I slowly swam to the edge of the pool. I was close to Gerry, who was sitting by the edge. He extended the drink to me, but held it far enough that I had to get up, my large breasts rising from the water with me as I pulled myself up, sitting right next to him.

"Now, drink up."

I then took the glass and brought it to my lips, sipping it all down. It went down easier this time, although still burned my throat. Not too long after, I placed the glass down and winced at the sensation. "There, all done." I said, before placing my hands on the edge of the pool. I still sat there, before saying "Well, at least that was fun. Any other wagers, or is it my turn to come up with something?" with a slight smile to my face.
 
When she asks what we are going to do next, I smile. Deciding to change things up a little, I take her glass from her.

"Yes, but first you need a refill."

Never mind that I have only had one glass in comparison to Becky. It makes me wonder if she is innocently playing along or wanting to be led along. Either way, I plan on enjoying things to the fullest. That is probably till Jacob comes out to spoil my fun. However he's always been a pushover for me.

I take her glass from her before walking towards the bar. I smile to her as I refill both glasses.

"How about we play a couple rounds of Truth or Dare. It might be childish, but it could even the playing the field."

I walk back over to her, handing her glass carefully. I place a hand lightly on her shoulder for support as I sit down beside her once more.

"If you refuse to answer or refuse the dare, you drink. Fail the dare, you drink. Sound fun?"
 
"How about we play a couple rounds of Truth or Dare. It might be childish, but it could even the playing the field."

I chuckled at the idea; Truth or Dare? I haven't played that since like...Middle School. Still, it could be fun and besides, it wasn't as if he was lying...I was pretty much the only person here that was drinking! So, I grinned just as he placed his hand on my shoulder for support, sitting down next to me again.

"If you refuse to answer or refuse the dare, you drink. Fail the dare, you drink. Sound fun?"

"Deal! I'll let you pick for me..." I said, wondering what kind of question or dare I could throw at him. I guess I'd start simple? "Truth!"
 
"Truth!"

I grin for a moment. She just makes things too easy for me. I reach over with my free hand, laying it lightly on her arm.

"Then answer me this, how is your sex life with Jacob?"

That question should definately tell me how she is truly acting. If she refuses, I know she's been playing at being shy all along. However the alcohol just might give her the courage to answer and show she is letting me lead her on.
 
"Then answer me this, how is your sex life with Jacob?"

"Oh wow, that uh..." I answered back hesitantly "That caught me off guard um..."

My sex life with Jacob? Was that even a question he could ask? Still, I didn't want to decline because I didn't want to lose again. Still, I didn't want to say the truth because it's humiliating. So, I went ahead and lied. "It's good." I said with a chuckle, figuring that there was no harm in lying. "Okay, as for you...truth or dare?"
 
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