My cock feels soft, gentle caresses. Slowly, it is sucked into a mouth. I break our kiss. I look over the shoulder of my son’s girlfriend, and see a surprise. Quietly, my 28 year old secretary has come in the office, drawn by the loud love making, and knowing that I love to be sucked clean after making love, has stripped her clothes off. She wants to pleasure me while I finish with Sharon. She is randy, wanting to share in the next round of sex, and is willing to begin now.
Sharon stiffens, looks at my distraction. Surprised, embarrassed, and not knowing what to do. “Oh shit” is her response. I draw her back to my kisses while Vickee drops to my cock, and takes it completely down her throat, washing me clean. Suddenly, Sharon becomes rigid. I look down our bodies. While sucking my cock, Vickee has reached to Sharon, and inserted two fingers into her open cunt.
The next few minutes will be long! Where will it go?
I continue to kiss Sharon. My mind is racing! I have, in all my 51 years, never participated in a threesome. And it may be unfolding before me.
Vickee, my admin assistant for the past 4-years, is one of the amazon ladies we dream about. I would like to compare her to Linda Carter, of Wonder Woman fame. Tall at 6’1”, I guessed 145 lbs, athletic, shoulder length red hair, light complexion, and just plain gorgeous. When she first applied for my admin position, I was struck how pretty she was. We had chatted, laughed, and had fun in the interview. And most importantly, she was qualified! It was, I must say, the easiest decision to hire this young lady.
As my relationship grew with Vickee, she had become very valuable to me with her amazing understanding of the real estate development business. She was first an employee, with all the potential to learn and become involved with me as she wanted. Between her, my attorney, and my lead operations guy, we made a tight little successful company.
Long, tall and lithe, Vickee could take away your breath just looking at her. Sinfully endowed, and legs that went al the way up, Vickee could make a gunny sack look good. I found over a short period of time, that I was drawn to this young lady more than I realized. And, I think, she also felt a bond growing between us. I was definitely careful, I did not want a sexual harassment suit filed. But the tension was growing. She would dress in professional attire, but with a hint of sexuality. And often I would get the impression that more was available, but it stayed on a strictly professional basis.
As my business grew with a major project in Dallas, I began to travel there often, a day or two a week to oversee my minion and control my project. I purchased a luxury condo in downtown to stay in my visits. If I had to travel, at least I could do was avoid hotels. And after the 9/11 attack, I had purchased a nice corporate GIV SP for my use. I hated to wait at the airport. So, with no additional expense, I started to invite Vickee to travel with me occasionally. With the communications capability of the plane, and having a base from which to operate in Dallas, it made sense for her to tag along. Plus, she was great company. I also hated to go to a nice dinner by myself. So in addition to having the company, it made great business sense.
They have ongoing studies now regarding the corporate marriage of individuals that work closely together. The relationships get just like an old married couple, without the sexual relationship. More reports of this type of relationship made the Wall Street Journal on September 24, 2003 this week. Well, I believe that Vickee and I began this relationship. We grew closer and closer. And it was not a bad thing. She stayed at the condo with me, the place had 3-bedrooms and 3-baths. We were not bumping into each other, and again, the company was great.
Our physical relationship started about 15 months after she came to work with me. We were in Dallas for a couple of days on business, at the condo. I remember it was a Tuesday evening. We had worked hard into late late evening Monday and began early again Tuesday morning, hit the airport, boarded the plane to fly to Dallas.
We were both exhausted. My plane seats 12 passengers comfortably. One area in the back is partitioned off and has a 4 person divan, and can fold down to provide a sleep space should a nap be required. Since the flight is only slightly more than 2-hours, a quick nap is all you can get. Dog tired, we were both nodding off quickly when the flight began. Although comfortable chairs, rest is fractured and must be done in cat naps. Less than satisfying. I offered Vickee the divan to rest. Admittedly, she did jump at the chance to rest.
I set up the divan to accommodate her, and returned to my seat. I sent her to the back of the plane, and continued my drowsy ride to Dallas. It was just a short period of time, I heard Vickee calling for me to come back to her. Nothing urgent, but needed my assistance. When I got there, she had on a large T-shirt over her body, covered her down to the bottom of her ass and not much more. Great, tanned legs were visible below the T-shirt. She was lying on her stomach, hair pulled back in a pony tail, propped up on her elbows. Very inviting. And the T-shirt wrapped just around her shapely ass. It was an incredible sight!
“Yes dear” I said jokingly. “What can I do for you?”
“I was just thinking about how nice it would be to get a good backrub” she replied. “Interested?”