Slut Wife Visits the Office

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Kim was a sexy little trophy wife, her Hubby was the strong executive type at work but gave Kim anything she wanted at home. Hunter was the CEO of a financial company that was booming, he worked long hours and was rarely home. Making Kim find her own ways to 'entertain' herself. Lately she had found how much fun it was to tease men, just flirting and showing off her perfect model body.

On her last trip to the mall she even ended up teasing a man to the point that he pulled his cock out, it was all she could do to suck it for him. I mean, it was her fault she made him hard, so she felt she had to help him out.

Today she thought she would suprise Hunter and meet him for lunch, after a little teasing at least. She was hoping there would be plenty to tease, hopefully they would be as fun as the man at the mall.

Kim
Height: 5' 6
Weight: 130
Hair length/color: Long Blonde
Eye color: Bright Green
Measurements: 36-25-34

IC:

Stepping out of my Leux in the parking garage, I stand and adjust my sexy little dress. Black and a sheer, nearly see thru, material. Fits like a robe as it wraps around my body in the front and held closed by a simple tie around the waist. Underneath I have my black lace wonderbra, matching g-string and thigh highs, 5 inch spike heels.

My heels clicking on the pavement as I walk out onto the street, feeling eyes upon me as I stand on the sidewalk, waiting for the crosswalk light to let me continue across the street to the office building.
 
Betty, Hunter's personal secretary
Height: 5' 5
Weight: 115
Hair length/color: Very long golden red hair, always worn up in a bun
Eye color: Green, and she wears thin-frame glasses
Measurements: 34D-22-34
Basically, a sultry redhead bombshell that appears to be a mildly attractive nerdy type when dressed for work.

Betty fiddled with her computer trying to look busy as Hunter returned to his office engrossed in the conversation on his cell phone. She followed him with her eyes, indulging in the appearance of this extremely handsome, very well-dressed CEO. Betty had always been attracted to power, having been quietly let go from her last position a few years ago for seducing her boss. She didn't want to make the same mistake again, plus this one was married, so she just fantasized.

He was still on the phone when she brought him in his coffee. She smiled and turned and walked from the office, hoping that he noticed the extra tight black skirt and blouse she had made a point to wear. She didn't even do it conciously, but deep in her mind she desperately wanted him to want her, so over the 3 years she had worked there her skirt had gotten tighter and shorter, her blouses and powersuit tops slightly more form-fitting. Her fantasy-laden mind could almost feel his eyes on her ass as she quietly and dutifully left the office, closing the door behind her and returning to her desk in the reception area.
 
Hunter
Director - mid aged
Tall Fit and all male attributes
Smart, Good teeth and slightly grey dark hair
Workaholic
Likes fine food and wine and adult entertainment
Quiet home life - unsatisfactory relationship
Keen on skiing and outdoor sports
Queitly has a hot feeling for female staff - but works on maxim of not using office resources

Feels the day is getting to him. Lots of paper and no real zipp. Looked p as she left the room and realised he was noticing her sexy ass an dtry not to think of next move. Decides to buzz for more coffee and try and concentrate
 
Name: Bart Malone
Age: 21
Well build, short dark blonde hair, nice smile, very shy, computer nerd

Bart knocked and slowly walked into the office of the personal secretary of the big boss. He was allways awed when he came up here, this was where all the real important decissions where made and the big money was earned.

He steped to the desk of the secretary and said:

"Hello Miss Betty, I'm here about the broken mouse you reportet, I brought a new one." he did hold the brand knew mouse in front of him and wished he was gone right away. He allways had a mighty crush on Betty but of course he was to nerdish and shy and he was certain she didn't notice him at all.
 
Name: Jacky Nuevo
Position: Intern
age: 20
Description: black hair, brown eyes, 6'3", lean, well muscled, loner.


Jacky came up with some reports that Hunter was supposed to read through. He wondered sometimes why he became an intern at the company, since most of what he did was gofer work...Gofer this, gofer that...it got boring real fast.
 
Alan, Hunter's business partner.

45 years old
6'
185 lbs
auburn hair
blue/green eyes
trim beard

Recently divorced from his third wife, and enjoying the freedom of bachelorhood, Alan felt like a teenager again. He noticed all the lovely women around him. Today it was Betty, his partner's secretary. It was a gorgeous day, and Alan felt like taking a long lunch. As he waited for the elevator, he glanced at Betty and felt his loins stir. As he headed to lunch, he spotted Kim across the street. Dressed to kill, she was openly flirting and teasing the men around her.

"My, my Kim....I didn't know you were such a naughty girl, out here tesing those poor men." He chuckled. They always had cute remarks for each other. "Hunter's in a meeting till 2. Care to join me for a cocktail before lunch?"
 
Betty raised an eyebrow as someone entered the front office, and she recognized Bart from IT. Bart was a nice guy, albeit your classic cookie-cutter computer nerd. He was always going out of his way to solve her insignificant little problems, she could obviously tell he wasn't very smooth with women and he had a crush on her. She always did her best to be nice to him without really leading him on or making him too uncomfortable. Every now and then, though, she caught herself teasing him just because she could ruffle his feathers.

"Thank you, Bart!" she smiled at him, taking the mouse from him with her hand, brushing her finger against his, "I don't know what I would do without you."

Just then, the buzzer went off and Hunter asked for some more coffee. Betty hopped up, "Looks like we both have to get back to work," she said with a smile. She filled a mug and slipped into Hunter's office, knowing full well Bart was watching her the whole time.

She approached Hunter's desk and rested the coffee cup down on the coaster, picking up the empty one. "Here you are. Need anything else?" she asked
 
Jacky walked up to the receptionist's desk, only to see her gone. He figured she was either busy or out, so he sat down on a chair, holding the reports in one hand. The receptionist was good looking, but she was more into her boss than any of the other guys.

"Just my luck, she's probably batting her eyelashes at the big cheese."
 
bi_nicole21 said:
Betty raised an eyebrow as someone entered the front office, and she recognized Bart from IT. Bart was a nice guy, albeit your classic cookie-cutter computer nerd. He was always going out of his way to solve her insignificant little problems, she could obviously tell he wasn't very smooth with women and he had a crush on her. She always did her best to be nice to him without really leading him on or making him too uncomfortable. Every now and then, though, she caught herself teasing him just because she could ruffle his feathers.

"Thank you, Bart!" she smiled at him, taking the mouse from him with her hand, brushing her finger against his, "I don't know what I would do without you."

Just then, the buzzer went off and Hunter asked for some more coffee. Betty hopped up, "Looks like we both have to get back to work," she said with a smile. She filled a mug and slipped into Hunter's office, knowing full well Bart was watching her the whole time.

She approached Hunter's desk and rested the coffee cup down on the coaster, picking up the empty one. "Here you are. Need anything else?" she asked

Hunter looked up - smiled and thanked. He admitted Betty was more than getting to him thses last few days. He even found he thought of her while travelling about - He realised he was just plain sex starved and she had all the attributes - looks, intellignece adn he sensed a wicked earthy sense of pleasure. He struggled with his code of not touching the comapny property - but today he was tempted - to at least look a little closer - no harm in that !!!!!! And God tht ass and sexy body.

He almost choked as he said - yes, there is, please sit down - he was almost blushing. Did she realise??? As she sat - he could not take his eyes of her, her body, her breasts, the way she crossed her legs, slowly and provocatively.

He leaned forward not sure what he was doing picked up the coffee to take a sip, coughed and shook and the coffee spilled over his desk and pants. He looked up embarrassed and smiled - umm made a bit of a mess here.
 
Betty leaped out of her seat as Hunter jumped up yelling, hot coffee soaking the entire front of his shirt and pants. She grabbed a roll of paper towels, tearing off a handful and rushing to his side.

"Oh my god, Hunter, are you ok?" she asked, taking her handful of towels and trying to mop up as much coffee from his shirt as she could, "It's all over you."

Betty kept cleaning hunter up, moving down his body to soak up as much coffee as she could. The angle was weird, so she slid down to her knees as he stood before her, pressing and wiping the paper towels down the thighs of his pants. She hadn't been thinking about it until now, but here she was on her knees in front of her gorgeous boss, wiping down his pants with paper towels, one hand on his thigh steadying him, the other mopping his thighs. She was suddenly aware how sexually awkward this was, her face was right in front of his waist, her hands rubbing his thighs. She knew she was wrong for having these thoughts, but she couldn't help wondering what he had under there.

Stop it, Betty! You're a professional, this is your boss, and he might have burned himself! Get your mind out of the gutter!

Her rational thoughts were quickly quelled as she caught sight of the hint of an outline on the inside of one of his thighs. Either she was mistaken, or her boss had one serious cock. They weren't even in a sexual situation, he was fully and completely limp, and the size of the gentle bulge inside his pants indicated quite a nice sized cock indeed.

It took all of Betty's self control to stop staring, or to resist brushing her finger against it on one of her passes with the paper towels. On her knees, her hands on his thighs, she looked up at her boss, "Did you burn yourself? Should I call someone?"
 
His voice was husky in response with the trace of a smile. 'No - not so much burnt as burning' Even as he said it - he realised what he was admitting. The sight of her there, the way she mopped him, the curve of her neck, the way her hair fell forward - and the stroke of her hands. He was in turmoil. Under any other circumstances he would have eased back in his chair and relaxed thinking how wonderful this was going to be and how through this happy accident they would spend a hot long hard afternoon exploring each others desires and sensual pleasures.

He blushed a little and to cover his confusion and leant forward to lift her. However as he did, he realised his cock was stirring and a flow of heat spread across his thighs. He went to touch her shoulder, but she moved in her stroking and instead his hand rested on her head. The feel of her hair in his fingers was electrifying. He was numb yet hard with desire. He could not restrain himslef - her perfume subtly beckoned. And relaxing his hand- he trailed his fingers through her hair and whispered - oh god my girl - you are so bewitching - I cannot trust myself. And he groaned.
 
Betty was shocked as he laid his hand on her head, his fingers wrapped in her hair. Was she really that sexy that Hunter was willing to forsake his wife for her? Betty knew Hunter's wife Kim, she was a tall, amazingly gorgeous blonde, the kind any man would kill or die for, and they seemed to be happily married from her perspective. Yet here Betty was on her knees in front of Hunter, her boss, his hand resting on her head, coaxing her to do the unthinkable.

Betty knew better, she had already been fired once for sleeping with her previous employer, and he wasn't even married, which made this time even worse. But the thrill of this situation turned her on more than anything, and the fire deep in her body was starting to get the better of her.

What didn't help matters was the coffee stained pants before her eyes... were beginning to rise. The outline of Hunter's cock she had suspected earlier was no longer a guess, there was no doubt it was his member as it began to slowly grow in front of her. Like a patron hypnotized by a dancing snake, Betty stared at it, sliding her closer hand to it. She traced the outline slowly with her fingernail, watching with wide eyes as her boss's huge cock began to grow in front of her as she rubbed it with her fingers through his coffee soaked pants.
 
(wow, this thread is really jumping along! Thanks to all posting!)

Waving to some sexy stranger that I just gave my cell phone number to as he walks off. I stop, pausing as I see Alan crossing the street towards me. I stand there holding my little purse and smiling at him as he approaches.

I always liked him, Alan was more aggressive and knew what he wanted more than Hunter. "Hunter's in a meeting till 2. Care to join me for a cocktail before lunch?" Alan asked me, noticing him checking out my perky cleavage.

"uhh yeah, 5 o'clock somewhere right?" I giggle as I lean into him, my hip bumping his. I swing my arm around his "lead the way Hun!"
 
Hunter shuddered in ecstasy at Betty’s touch. It had been a while since he had felt such a devilish thrill. For while to all outside appearances he was a happily married man, There were secrets of their now stale relationship which he masked. His wife had turned from him – he even wondered if she had a lover, but he was a workaholic and in some ways had almost forgotten the joys of earthy erotic pleasures, when he was once such an avid player.

He shut his eyes as Betty teasingly traced his cock – her attention was a trail of fire, needles of lust penetrated his groin and he felt his animal urge begin to rage. Hunter had been a good lover- he knew the fine teasing and stimulus of a woman’s touch. How her fingers by their lightest would take control of him, the barest trace would lead him where she wished. Yet he also knew he was a powerful and sustaining lover – hungry with appetite and the ability to hold his course bringing pleasure and climax to any however insatiable a partner he rode with.

He looked down at her cascading red hair – it told of passion, excitement a stormy boiling frenzy of erotic promise. He was enraptured. He groaned again, eased back and thrust his thighs towards her. All caution gone – he let out a Yesssssssssss of relief as he gave into his desires. Already he was thinking of the spare pair of sports slacks he kept here and suggesting a visit to the medical room might be a next step. But for now – he just wanted to let this run his course –It had been so long – so very long. Please lock the door he asked huskily – I don’t think I can stand up!!! And come back here.
 
Jacky sighed, then leaned over the receptionist's desk, and pressed the intercom button for Hunter's office. He spoke calmly, in spite of the irritation he was feeling.

"I have those reports you're supposed to sign."
 
Hunters muffled voice came through the intercom - it sounded strained. She's tied up Jackie - please leave them there - or see if Kim or one of the others is there who can help. I am afriad we might be in an unscheduled urgent meeting now all after-noon. I will deal with the reports later. The intercom clicked.
 
Jacky raised an eyebrow, then sighed, and shook his head. He set the reports on Betty's desk, and started for the door. What was he thinking, becoming an intern for this company. He stepped out of the office, and went into the makeshift office that had his laptop in it. He sat down and started to download music.
 
Betty's heart dropped into her stomach when Hunter whispered for her to lock the door. No sooner had she done so then she heard Jackie radioing in. She froze in fear, listening to Hunter do his best to send him away.

She walked timidly back over to the desk, one foot crossed behind the other, looking down at the floor nervously. She turned her eyes up to Hunter, "This is really dangerous," she whispered in a shaky voice, "are you sure we should do this?"
 
He was struck by her eyes, honest, appealing and trusting - yet the depths of a woman of smouldering desire. He felt he was drawn and swimming towards her. He took her hand and rew him towards her. Come sit here on my knee. She reluctantly came. Even so he saw the sultry sway of her hips - the lush promise of her breasts. And most of all the curve of her tummy and tantellising ass.

Yes it is dangerous Betty - but so is life - we must seize the day when it happens - it is my business philosophy too. His hand felt warm and firm - fingers trailed arround her wrist as he spoke. She could see the bulge there. He winked and said quietly - is it my wife who you are worried about? Or working here. As he spoke he seemd relaxed - in control and strong - his hand beegan to circle the small of her back it felt comforting - something she could get used to.

We are safe here he whisperd - or shall we sneak out to the medical room. I will need to change these pants at some stage - and he blushed.

He raised a finger and trailed it across her lips.
 
Betty's heart pounded in her chest as Hunter's soothing yet controlling voice made her cares fade away. His finger teased across her lips, and she thought to herself, "Well, whatever, I don't care about his wife and he started it so if he fires me I can claim harassment anyway," and she gave in to her lust.

She grabbed hold of his strong thick wrist, freezing the tip of his finger on the center of his lips. She slid her hand up, taking hold of his finger, opening her eyes and looking knowingly into his as her tounge snaked out of her mouth and wrapped around his finger, sucking it sensually into her mouth, teasing him. She briefly wondered when the last time his wife's pussy had felt this finger, and she felt a little rush of pride that Hunter would forsake such a dazzlingly beautiful woman for her. She smiled at Hunter as she sucked his finger slowly and softly, moaning quietly on his hand.
 
Hunter shuddered with lust - the way Betty sucked his finger reminded him of years back when he had enjoyed eroitic sex and then previous girls and his wife in their early stages would use their mouths to pleasure him. Her tongue circled the tip of his finger and he imagined her sliding across his slit teasing the very nerve center of his cock.

He pulled her down to his lap and burried his head in the nape of her neck - hot kisses across her shoulder and his hands - now unleashed sought her every curve and secret places. She sat straddling him and he thrust his hand down bewteen them seeking her heat and moistenss. Her thighs were soft, silken and a haven of sensual promise - he groaned and pressed her moist flesh, hungry to enter and feel her velvet sheath.

Then pausing in his frenzy - he kissed her long and deep and said - I am sorry lets take this slow - I want you to be the first to cum. And he smiled and now trailed his fingers up and down her inner thigh caressing her pussy mound in a slow and teasing sensual circle.
 
Betty felt Hunter's strong hand steadying her as his other hand moved between her legs, pushing up her tight skirt until it bunched around her waist. She inhaled sharply in a mix of shock, lust and excitement as he expertly dropped her panties to the floor in one swift motion. She gasped as she felt his knowing fingers on her soaked sex, slipping his finger between her folds and sliding into her hot wet pussy. She shuddered in a mild orgasm the second she felt the pad of his finger slide across her hard clit.

She slipped out of her heels, moving over and resting her ass on the desk, feeling him spread her legs. His hands slid to the outside of her thighs, leaving a trail of wetness from her pussy to her ass cheek as Hunter slid her ass to the very edge of the desk. Her eyes and mouth hung open as this gorgeous handsome man descended face first between her thighs, a wave of pleasure washing through Betty's body as Hunter's tounge curled against her aching pussy.
 
Easing her back across the leather clad desk - he spread her legs - while at the same time tugging open her blouse and removing her bra he ran a finger across her right nipple.

Now hiis hands roved up her thighs - musicians long and sensual fingers played vibes on her sliken entrance. Kneeling between her legs -with pused lips he blew hot on her pussy adn as she jerked he cuppad and massaged her mound - squeezing the soft lips and engorging her even more.

She felt the heat of his breath poise above her and she tensed again - then groaned as his tongue tip flicked across her clitty - sensitive to her - it circled and lapped. She sighed Yessss and her hips rose with each intensive stroke.
Hunter stroked her thighs with his habds caressing and easing her until she was burning. Then pressing a finger between her pussy lips he stroked her succulent entrance as his own lips sucked her clitty deep.

Now they started a rythum of arroused desire
his fingers probed deeper and his mouth became more demanding
his tongue lapping moved to her creaming pussy and he began to probe her with curled and stiffend tongue - She moaned and shuddered with pleasure.
 
Betty thrashed her head back and forth on the desk, her hair coming undone bit by bit and cascading behind her over papers and pens and staplers and computer keyboards. She locked her heels together behind Hunter's back, her entire body bucking and writhing under the ministrations of his amazing tounge, the fire leaping through her body driving her closer and closer.

Suddenly she gripped his head, holding his face hard against her pussy as she felt him suck her hard clit between his lips, flicking it with his tounge inside her mouth, and it drove her over the edge on the spot. Her back arched, her shoulders pressing against the desk, her lower back entirely off the desk, her pussy quivering under his tounge as her orgasm ripped through her, cumming against his mouth.

After what seemed like eternity, Betty collapsed on the desk, panting and cooing. She opened her eyes with a lustful smile, lowering her hands to her pussy replacing Hunter's smiling mouth.

"Fuck me, Hunter. I want your cock inside me right here on your desk. I want you to fuck me right now."
 
He was sucking and gorging her hot nectar - her sweetness egged him on - he burried his head in her and sucked hard - His tongue probed to her depths rolling alongside his stoking fingers and he hummed deeply - the vibrations causing a tremour through her body. She arched her back in excstacy - Yesssss and swept paper - coffee - files and flowers to the floor. The carpet was rich and deep muffling the sounds of their energy and lust.

By now he was a raging cock driven bull and wanted more of her. As she subsided - he continued to stroke her - his fingers his tongue making slow laps and still teasingly caressing her clitty keeping her delicously on the edge - yet she knew thta at any moment she would be on fire again demanding - desparately wanting more!!!!

He realised his cock was jammed in his pants - precum stains showed his arrousal.
She excited him even more when she urged him to fuck here and now. Unzipping and dropping his pant his stiffened cock sprang to life - fully erect - its mushroom head and helmet glistening - She saw he was circumcised - Umm looked edible and so so fucking hard for her.

Hands mouths bodies - they surged across each other . Feeling flesh - skin on skin - urging each other forward - yes! in now! jesus - shit - deep - push - A surging frenzy of reaching and pulling drove them on.

He stood between her thighs. She still lay as she had but now =locked her legs arround him as he slid slow and deep into her eager greedy pussy -

The feel of her - enveloping him and sucking him deeper - almost made him cum. He eased back a moment for the wave to pass - and knew now all he wanted to do was to fuck and fuck and fuck.

She groaned and writhed on his impaling cock calling him to move - to go faster.
He held her hip with one hand as he thrust and reaching for her clitty - rubbed her bud in unison with his thrusts.
 
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