With the quick and practiced motion that women seem to have, Beth reached under her shirt, unfastened her bra and slipping her arms into her sleeves she shucked her undergarment off and out of her shirt. Dropping it in the bag she pulled out a towel and laid it on the chair seat. She withdrew a handkerchief and placed it down as well. Then she turned around, bent over, and quickly removed her panties, dropping them into the bag as well. Pulling out another towel and a similar handkerchief she tossed them across the table to me. It all happened so fast, and I was sitting there struck with the realization that this was really happening. Here, Now, In this room, across the table from Her!
Earlier in the day
Monday morning came as it was bound to, and I wondered what the day might bring. It would be the first time I might see Beth after Saturday's wedding. I couldn't think about that without my cock twitching and a deep desire in my stomach and heart. I was captivated by what had happened Saturday night. I didn't know if it was just the fact that Beth had an incredible set of tits or that she had sucked my cock better than anyone in my life. Or was it the fact that she was married, and her husband not only knew it was happening, but that he watched it. Or was it a strange combination of all of that. The fact of the matter was that I didn't know how to handle this newfound experience.
Walking into the office on Monday I was unsure how I should respond when I saw her. A normal hello and wave? A hug like a new friend? Should I act like nothing had happened? I didn't want to be creepy or to be a jerk. But I didn't know how to behave, and I hoped she would give me some indication.
Arriving at my office without seeing Beth in the hallway, I settled into my daily schedule. Glancing at my work calendar I saw that there was a new meeting I was invited to. It was for 5 PM that afternoon in a mid-sized conference room in another section of the building. The invite was simply titled "New Venture Project." The memo line described the meeting as an exploratory session for possible future mutually beneficial interactions. Then I saw who had scheduled the meeting and my cock sprang to attention, it was Beth.
The clock immediately moved into slow mode and every minute seemed to drag. I didn't seem to be able to concentrate on the work in front of me as my mind kept going to the upcoming meeting. What would it be about? Was I just reading into it meanings that weren't there? Was I setting myself up to be foolish or could it just be a real meeting and a real project? Only time would tell.
I arrived a few minutes early for the meeting. The room was one I hadn't been in before. It was a typical meeting room. It had a large center table surrounded by chairs. At one end was the projection screen and a whiteboard. A table along the side had water bottles and a coffee machine. There were no windows into the hallway, but the room had good lighting and a variety of inspirational slogan pictures on the wall. Nothing unusual except no one else was there.
I took a seat on the far side of the table so I could see the door and took out my phone to see if the meeting had been canceled. It hadn't so I waited and wondered what was next. Right on time Beth walked into the room, flipped the sign on the door to say, "Do not disturb" and locked the door. She turned to me and smiled, "I am glad you could make it." She said in her most professional voice. "This will be a small meeting of just the two of us to discuss some future projects." She set a large bag on a chair across from me and sat down next to it.
My expression must have been one of confusion, desire, questions, and perhaps bewilderment because Beth burst out laughing. Her laughter relaxed me, and I couldn't help but laugh with her.
"Good afternoon, Beth, it is good to see you. Okay, so what is our potential, future project?" I asked.
Beth took a breath and then started to talk. "I need to get some things off my chest and explain to you what is going on in my mind and in my relationship with Larry and now with you. I need to know first that everything is confidential between us, all three of us and that you won't tell anyone else about this. Also, I don't want you to think badly of me or him because of this. We certainly don't think badly of you for the other night. In fact, we think you may be a perfect fit for us if you are willing."
All of this came spilling out of her in a rush like she had practiced saying it and working herself up to say it without bailing out. Somehow, I felt that she had opened an intimacy door and was waiting to see if I wanted to walk into it or not.
"Beth, I really enjoyed Saturday night. Not just the time in the room, but the whole evening. I liked talking to you and Larry. I had never been a part of anything like that, but I must admit that I want to experience it again. I also want you to know that I don't think badly of you or Larry. In fact, I respect your openness and sexual honesty. Whatever is said or done or what might be, I am good with it, and it will always be locked away in my mind and heart. I promise that I won't tell another soul, nor will I ever think or speak badly of you or Larry."
Smiling Beth nodded and continued, "Thank you for your word on this. Okay, let me start to fill you in. Larry and I have been married for a long time and we have always had a very sexual relationship. He has often taken pictures and videos of me; I am guessing we have hundreds of them locked up in our safe at home. He keeps many on his phone and a few posted on his work bench in the garage. When we are at home alone, we seldom wear clothes. Our sex life is active with each other although like all couples after a lot of years we had become stayed in what we did." She paused for a moment and then continued.
