THE BOSS (closed for hotpup)

[SannaBlonde]

It was Sunday evening and Dan and I were in bed. He’d just come inside of me, too soon. We’d been a couple for 10 years and we still loved each other deeply and sexual shortcomings from time to time were a reality of a long relationship. Sex hadn’t really been that big of a thing for us - sure it had always been nice and sweet and at the best of times intimate and even great - but never that important. We were 20 when we met and friendship at college had led to us falling in love after a while. Neither of us were especially experienced - grade A students, a good girl and boy who found one another behind textbooks and tea.

But recently.. well sex had become more important to me. I don’t know why or how, I just felt stronger urges. Urges I didn’t know how to handle really. Neither did Dan. So now, when he came too fast leaving me unsatisfied and frustrated, I had a harder time saying the words ’it’s ok honey’ truthfully. But I didn’t make a fuss, sensing that Dan was feeling intimidated and sad because of his shortcomings and I didn’t want to make it worse.

I heard him sigh.
’What’s wrong darling?’
He sighed again, before telling me about the assignment that was due tomorrow morning and how he was anxious about it because of his boss.

His boss. I’d heard about this guy a while now. I wasn’t sure what to make of him. Dan made him out to be a bit of an asshole, an arrogant bastard with unreasonably high demands. But I knew he was probably exaggerating. Nonetheless, it was affecting our marriage which annoyed me.

’Oh and by the way.. this might sound crazy but he’s invited us to a party on Saturday. A pool party. I know it’s insane, and I tried to get out of it but.. it sounded almost mandatory. As things stand right now I don’t feel I can afford to not attend.. sorry..’

’It’s ok.. Sure we’ll go. But.. a pool party? So what, I wear a bikini or what?’
Dan nodded and then shook his head.
’Yeah. I guess. Sorry…’
’Oh stop saying sorry…’ I replied still feeling irritated over the failed sex.

The whole week I put off thinking about the pool party and the bikini. So come Friday, I was panicking because I really didn’t have anything suitable. Sure I could go in a swimsuit which is what I normally would wear to a pool but I knew enough about pool parties that a bikini of some sort was probably expected. I asked Dan who agreed.

I called my sister. Big mistake.
She came over with a bikini. Just one.
’Hey, are you insane?? I can’t wear this!!’ I cried out as Helen handed me the two pieces of white string.
’You can! You will look amazing! Don’t worry! Look, I gotta run, kids are in the car…’ With that she was gone.

I went to the bathroom and put it on. The top consisting of just two white triangles barely covering my c cup breasts and a thong.. Jesus! I made a half turn in the mirror to find the white string disappear between my big ass cheeks. It was crazy! But I couldn’t stop looking. I’d always had a big ass and wide hips, and Helen had always told me I should flaunt it more, teasing me and knowing that wasn’t my style at all.

’You are a gorgeous voluptuous blonde with an amazing body. Women would kill for your curves. Women actually operate themselves to have that ass!’ I just laughed off her words.
'And those big blue eyes, sweetie. How come you got the blue ones and not me..? Sanna the blonde bimbo and Helen the slutty brunette. What a pair we are, yeah? Haha!'

So here I was. And here was Saturday. And here was Dan’s bosses’ front door.

 

[hotpup]

The divorce had left me, Bill James, a bit hurt but mostly angry. My wife had gotten nearly everything she wanted. Thank goodness that the kids were grown so that I did not have to pay child support and the alimony was manageable . The best part was that I kept the mansion but my wife had received our vacation house and nearly half of our bank accounts. Of course, she hadn’t known about some offshore accounts. Sex had not been our problem as we were both up for anything. She said that we had just grown apart.

After two years of being alone I was beginning to date and pursue bed partners. At 44 years old I was still in good shape an even six feet tall weighing in at 190 pounds sporting a six pack that would make men half of my age envious.

I am the sole owner of a large manufacturing company having a large staff of accountants and analysts in addition to the production personnel. This week was a big week as most of my analysts had reports due. I would reward them by having a pool party on Saturday where the booze would be flowing and a large buffet would be served.

I was not looking forward to the first report from Dan Monday morning. Dan was a nice guy, probably too nice, and his work was acceptable but not up to my high standards. That is why he had been passed over five times for promotion. At first I had gently tried to help Dan but lately we had butted heads and I had repeatedly reprimanded him especially harshly after my divorce.

When Dan turned in the report I looked over it and it was better than his usual work but I still found reasons to criticize the younger man. The rest of the week went by fairly smoothly as I looked forward to the party especially being able to ogle all of the ladies in their bikinis without fear of my wife getting angry with me. Perhaps I would find someone to have fun with.

And then there she was! Who knew that Dan had such a sexy wife. She looked me right in the eyes with her piercing blue eyes and pouty lips. Her white bikini barely covered her tits and I could see the bumps where her nipples were. I nearly reached out an grabbed her big, beautiful ass as she waltzed past me. Then and there I decided that I would have her. I ushered them past me, “Come on you two the pool is straight out back. Help yourself to the spread.”

As she moved through the house I put my hand on her lower back as if to guide her in the right direction and whispered so that Dan could not hear, “You are very lovely.”

As we parted ways my hand ‘accidently’ slipped over her ass. I would find reasons to be near her the rest of the evening subtly `flirting.

 

[SannaBlonde]

It was such a shock to the system for someone like me, yeah for Dan too. Pool parties had never been my scene and despite my sister’s opinions on my physical attributes, walking round in flimsy bikinis having strangers ogle me wasn’t my idea of fun like it was for her.

I felt eyes on me immediately and pushed my hand into Dan’s for some kind of assurance. There must have been at least 50 guests out by the pool, mostly men. Mostly older men. All the women were in bikinis, some my age maybe but mainly older - wives of Dan’s colleagues or clients.

Dan let go of my hand to meet and greet. And suddenly there he was. Bill. Mr.James. The boss. I wasn’t sure what to expect, probably not that he would be.. handsome. The arrogant bastard Dan would describe - I didn’t see it like that, though I did see the overflowing confidence and easy sociability of a successful man who knew he looked good and was probably used to getting what he wanted. Irritating. Not my kind of guy. Not Dan.

But we were introduced and as his intense eyes locked into mine I could hardly miss how they wandered down over my half naked body without even attempting to hide it. It felt… Weird. More than that? Exhilarating? Surely not..?

Bill waved his arm in an inviting motion across the pool and garden, his other hand landing briefly on the small of my back - I could feel part of the hand touching the tiny triangle of white nylon of the white thong. Jesus.. But it was so brief, so easily done. Like it was totally OK.

And then he told me I was lovely.
Who did this guy think he was??

Dan and I walked to the bar, got a drink (me big glass of white wine which I finished far too quickly before finding a business partner of Dan’s handing me another) and while Dan talked to associates and the like I stood there and tried to be the good wife. I had my own career and was used to socialising like this - just not in a slutty bikini…!

It was hot. 3 pm and the sun was blistering. The man who had given me a second glass of wine was called Steve and he kept paying attention to me. Talking. Flirting. I tried to make Dan pay attention to me too but he was in a conversation with two clients who seemed very important. So when the question was posed from this guy Steve if I fancied a dip in the pool, I actually felt like it. I needed to cool off.

‘Hey honey. Come on. Join me..’ I whispered to Dan and tugged at his elbow.
‘Yeah sure baby, in a minute..’
I wasn’t waiting, so I let this Steve character (a big rather fat man probably closer to 60) lead me to the pool and we jumped in.

 

[hotpup]

I could not believe what I was seeing! Here was Dan with the hottest woman at the party and he set her aside to talk shop instead of enjoying her company. I had made it clear that this was to be a social occasion and that everyone should have fun. I didn’t mind a bit of networking but how the hell can you leave a woman like that in the clutches of another guy. I thought that my seduction of her was going to be even easier than I first thought.

I walked over to Steve’s wife and pointed out that he had a bit too much to drink and pointed her toward the pool suggesting that she might want to save him from making a mistake that would hurt their marriage. Dan’s wife appeared to be just a bit uncomfortable with Steve. It only took a minute for Steve’s wife to corral her husband and fix him a plate of food. Wasting no time I jumped in the pool coming up right beside her.



I think that I made her even more uncomfortable than Steve had as I was invading her personal space. I asked if she were enjoying the party and, of course, she gave the required positive answer. We looked over at Dan and he was still engaged with a couple of clients totally oblivious that I was beginning my seduction of his wife I thought what a fool he is. . We engaged in a bit of small talk. I hinted that Dan’s job was not secure and it was so nice that he had a wife who supported him in EVERY way.

As we chatted I made light contact with her allowing my hand to touch her arm and shoulder when I made a point progressing to putting an arm around her back. When she said something funny we laughed together as I dropped my hand to her ass and gave it a small squeeze causing her to pull away . I basically had her cornered so we continued to talk and it wasn’t long before my hand returned to her ample butt. This time she didn’t move away. I softly caressed and squeezed her ass cheek. She was clearly very nervous. But through all of our talking there was one thing I still didn’t know, “You know Dan did not introduce you so while I’ve had a marvelous time with you thus far there is something I must ask. What is your name?”

I was waiting to see if she would make an escape or slap my face but I was hoping that maybe her sex life with Dan was not totally fulfilling and her curiosity would allow me to continue down this road. I, of course, would not force myself on her but I am not above a bit of coercion.