Sunday, 17 January 2016


It was my first weekend off in 3 months. Recently my 
company had assigned me to a huge project. Between the 
weekends with family obligations and some last minute 
assignments, I was looking forward to the peace and 
quiet. I shipped the kids off to grandma's and prepared 
to do nothing. 

I was relaxing in the living room when the doorbell 
rang. My husband came bounding down the stairs to open 
the door. I heard voices coming my way. I wondered who 
it could be, then thought, "Damn it, I look like a 

Don't get me wrong. I'm not bad to look at. I'm 35 years 
old, 5'5" 135, I keep myself fairly toned and I have 
pretty hair, but at that point I had no makeup on, I was 
wearing a white ribbed wife beater, a pair of loose 
workout shorts that I pulled off my bedroom floor, and 
my hair was barely brushed. 

My husband walked in the room with 4 guys. I knew 2 were 
guys he worked with. I did not know the other 2. I felt 
embarrassed when they walked in. I was not expecting 
anyone. I was not dressed for anyone, and I did not want 
anyone there. 

I looked up and said hi. I realized I had to stand up. I 
stood up and looking quizzically at my husband and went 
to get introduced. I had no idea why they were here. I 
was actually a little pissed that they were. 

As I stood up I saw all the guys look at me. Ok, I 
realized I was seriously being checked out. It was kind 
of creepy. Then I realized I was not wearing a bra and 
my thin wife beater clung tightly to every curve. I am 
maybe a 36C but all of that 36C was on display. My shirt 
stopped above my navel and my shorts started 2" below 
showing a good expanse of belly. Now, I was even more 
pissed. I really could not run and cover myself and I 
still had no idea why they were here. Wryly, I realized 
the good news is no one noticed my lack of makeup. 

My husband just said, "Hi babe, did not see you there. 
The guys came over to watch the game." 

In my mind I was strangling him. This was my only do 
nothing day for the next few weeks. I did not want to 
"do nothing" with his friends, especially guys I really 
did not know. 

Instead of strangling him, I held out my hand and 
introduced myself. The 2 guys I had met before were Bob 
and Paul, both worked with my husband. They were average 
looking guys, both in their 30s. Nothing great, nothing 
bad. I seemed to remembered Paul was married. The other 
2 I had not met. They were from out of town. They were 
on the same team as my husband and they were working on 
a project together.

One was Gary, kind of the same mold, cute nothing 
special. The last guy was Tom. Tom was older. I found 
out later he was 45. It was obvious he was the leader in 
the group. You could tell just by the way they all 
looked expectantly at me as he was introduced. 

I don't know what reaction they expected. Maybe I was 
supposed to genuflect? He was tall, handsome, and had a 
great smile. He did not ogle me like the other 3. He did 
give me an appreciative look and then stayed with my 
eyes. If I had not been so mad at my husband, I would 
have enjoyed meeting this man. 

Since I was mad at my husband, I was not enjoying 
meeting anyone. I needed to deal with him. I looked at 
him and said, "Honey, I didn't know we were having 

He told me Gary had just called him so he invited them 
over. I don't know if there was a good response to my 
statement but that was certainly not it. Then to make it 
better he said "You said you did not want to go out, so 
I figured they could come here." He did this sort of 
thing a lot. We had discussed it before. 

I glared at him but he was oblivious. He might not have 
noticed but Tom did. Tom quickly said he thought they 
might be intruding and maybe they should head to a local 
bar to watch the game. I thought "great idea." 

My husband said, "That's dumb, we have a huge TV, plenty 
of beer and Jill can make some sandwiches." That was it. 
I knew I was going to kill him as he slept that night. 

I, in the most gracious voice I could find, said, 
"Please, it's no big deal. Come on in."

The guys came in and I started to pick up around me. As 
I bent over to pick up a pillow I heard a soft gasp. I 
realized that my shorts were pretty short and loose and 
they must have seen a great deal of my ass as I bent 

Damnit, now I was really mad. His friends are all ogling 
me, taking up my day, and they want sandwiches. I did 
have an evil thought. My husband has a bit of a jealous 
streak. He had not caught on to me being checked out, 
but I knew once he did he would be mad. 

I figured a little irritation would be good for him. I 
told them to sit down, and I would get the beer. I went 
to the kitchen, grabbed 6 bottles and held the cold wet 
bottles against my chest. My nipples reacted to the 
cold. The condensation made the shirt stick to my skin 
and become a little transparent. I pushed my shorts a 
bit further down on my hips and brought to beers in. As 
I served them I made sure I bent over each one and gave 
them a beer. 

They tried very hard to pretend they were not looking at 
my tits. I kept my ass towards my husband and whoever 
was near him, so he could see the shorts slide up and 
show my ass cheeks as I bent over. I handed Tom his 
beer. He smiled, looked me in the eyes, and said thank 
you. I was beginning to like him. 

I finally handed my husband the last beer. He saw my 
top, he realized what everyone had been seeing. I could 
see him get tense. Not wanting to make a scene, he just 
said "thank you babe. Do you want to change?" 

I stood up. I was where everyone could see me. I 
stretched my back really showing off my tits. I said, "I 
wasn't planning to. I can if you want." 

He glanced at me and at his friends who were mostly 
ogling me, and said he thought I should. I went upstairs 
laughing at myself. He could be such a jerk. Tom popped 
to mind. He seemed nice. 

I got to my room and turned to think if what to wear. 
Damnit, I was comfortable. Why did have to change? I 
really did not want to change. I only had to change 
because he ruined my day. 

On the other hand I am a girl and do like to look good. 
I was still annoyed at my husband. An evil thought came 
to mind. I went in and brushed out my hair and put 
makeup on. Not a lot, just my usual fresh face look. I 
went and grabbed the clothes I thought I would wear. 

I grabbed a summer outfit. It had a bustier style crop 
top with shoulder straps and 4 buttons down the front. 
It definitely pushed up and showed what I had. By 
undoing the top button, I showed even more. The outfit 
came with a short matching denim layered skirt. The 
skirt sat low on my hips and landed at most half way 
down my thigh. Between my top and skirt my belly was 
exposed from rib cage to hip bone. 

I grabbed my flirtiest thong panties. They were tiny, 
pink and white with ruffles around the edges. I ended 
the outfit with a strappy pair of sandals with a slight 
heel. I looked in the mirror. I looked good. In fact, I 
looked hot. Not slutty hot, but girl next door hot. 
Perfect. Just to be on the mean side I bent over to 
check my cleavage. No nipples. One more button they 
would be on display. I checked my backside. Well, what 
lady bends over straight legged from the waist anyway. I 
was ready to go. 

As I walked down the stairs Tom saw me first. He gave me 
an appreciative look, a thumbs up, and a smile. I smiled 
back. The other guys saw Tom and turned to look. All 
their faces lit up except for my husband's. He had a 
definite scowl. 

I just said, "Anyone need another beer?" 

As I walked through the room towards the kitchen and 
counting who wants beers, I may have swung my hips a bit 
more than usual. I certainly did not have to bend over 
and pick up that bottle, but I did. I stood up. Again I 
saw my husband's scowl, 3 guys looking shocked, and Tom 
with an amused smile. It was as if he got the joke.

My husband followed me in. He was mad. He spoke to me in 
an angry whisper, "What are you doing?"

Me, "I'm getting beers."

"I mean, what are you wearing?" He said raising his 
voice a bit. I 

I pouted and said, "Don't you like it?" 

He then said the words he'd come to regret. He said, 
"You look like a slut." 

I turned, looked at him, got my face in his face and 
went off on him. "First you bring a bunch of strangers 
home on the only day off I have in months. Then when I 
am nice enough to not say anything, and get you snacks, 
you call me a SLUT? Really? A slut? You don't even know 
what a slut is."

He now knew I was angry. He stammered a response turned 
and huffed out of the room. 

I was now really mad. I mean, he was right, I was 
dressed to tease, but screw him. I was comfortable 
before all his friends showed up. I gathered up the 
beers put them on a tray and thinking. "I'll show him 
slut." walked in serving beers off the tray. 

I bent over and offered the tray to each guest making 
sure my ass was facing his other guests. I am sure a bit 
of my ass cheeks showed. The guys just gawked silently. 
Tom took his beer, thanked me, and said they were lucky 
to have such a beautiful hostess. He had class. 

I blushed a bit and said thank you. I got to my husband. 
He scowled and his eyes burned through me. I handed him 
his beer and then bent over more exposing more of my ass 
to his guests. I whispered, "Is that slutty enough?" I 
smirked at him, turned and walked away.

I was starting to have fun. 

At the kitchen door I stopped twisted looked over my 
shoulder and said, "Are you ready to eat?" Turning like 
that really showed off my legs. 

My husband said nothing, just scowled. The guys were not 
sure what to say. Tom, again the gentleman, said 
"Please, don't put yourself out. We can order snacks. 
You should not have to wait on us." 

I smiled. I was definitely liking this guy. I softened 
and said, "I don't mind, be right back." 

My husband again followed me into the kitchen. In an 
angry whisper, probably a bit louder than he intended, 
he said, "You're embarrassing the fuck out of me. Stop 
acting like such a fucking slut." 

I was about to scream at him and start throwing things. 
Tom saved him. Tom walked in the kitchen. He'd obviously 
heard what was said. He put his arm on my husband's 
shoulder and said, "Back off. We interrupted her day and 
Jill is being very accommodating." 

My husband started to say something but I guess Tom 
really was in charge, he just stopped. Tom said to my 
husband, "Go sit down. I will take over here."

Take over? What did that mean? My husband gave me a 
look, turned to Tom, sighed, and went back to his seat. 

Tom smiled at me and said, "We obviously interrupted 
your day." 

I brushed it off and said it was no big deal. Tom put 
his hand on my arm and told me he was sorry they 
interrupted my day, but not sorry he got to meet me. It 
was a sincere compliment and given my day, a complement 
was appreciated. 

I became fully aware of his hand on my arm. I looked at 
him. Again I noticed how handsome he was. I felt a 
little self conscious under his gaze I looked down, but 
did not move. He put his finger under my chin and pulled 
my head up and said, "I think you are beautiful. I don't 
think you are a slut." I smiled. He then added, "But I 
bet if you wanted you would be an amazing slut." 

My mouth dropped open, but he had a smile on his lips 
and a twinkle in his eye. I punched him in the arm 
laughed and said, "You'd like that wouldn't you." I 
pointed to the counter and said, "Let's makes snacks." 

I turned to walk away, he gave me a playful swat on the 
ass and said, "But yes, yes I would." 

I looked at him, stuck my tongue out, wiggled my ass, 
and said, "Snack time." He laughed. I then got the 
double entendre. I blushed, laughed and said very 
slowly, as if speaking to an idiot, "Time to MAKE the 

He feigned innocence, and with faked hurt in his voice 
said, "Of course, that's what I meant." 

I went to the fridge to get some cheese and salami. It 
was in the bottom fresh drawer. I thought what the hell. 
I bent straight over from the hip to get it. I am sure 
most of my ass was on display. Tom stepped up to me and 
I reached back and I handed him the cheese and salami. I 
stood up and smiling said, "The knife is over there."

Tom went to cutting, I got out the crackers. I'll show 
him who's in charge. I was still mad at my husband, but 
Tom was making it better. 

I brought the crackers and a plate over and started 
arranging them on a tray. Tom stood next to me and put 
his hand in the small of my back. Actually a bit lower. 
I think he was at least touching the waist of my skirt. 
I stiffened up. I could not remember the last time a man 
other than my husband touched me there. I looked at Tom. 
He had that confident smile. I realized I liked his 
touch. I smiled and finished the platter, pointed to the 

He said, "Ladies first." 

I walked to the door, stopped, wiggled my ass, and 
brought out the snacks. I grabbed a beer and sat down to 
watch the game. My husband was in his chair. The couch 
was full. The only chair was in a spot to the side. I 
sat down. As I did my skirt slid up. I noticed it. 
Everyone noticed it. My husband's face turned a little 
red. Obviously not happy. The other guys pretended not 
to look. 

Tom looked, looked me in the eye, nodded approvingly and 
smiled. I was enjoying it all. I liked seeing my husband 
mad and nothing he can do about it. I liked the guys 
trying to look, and trying not to get caught, and I was 
really enjoying this good looking, confident man's 

I was on my second beer. My husband was trying to avoid 
looking at me. Pretending he was ignoring me. Tom, 
looked at my legs and then my eyes and nodded his head 
upward. Really? He wanted me to show more leg? What the 
hell. I was feeling flirty. I had nice legs. 

Why not. I put my beer down and pretended to adjust my 
skirt. I actually lifted up the hem enough so Tom could 
see my panties. I dropped the hem so far up my lap that 
my panties were obviously showing. 

My husband noticed and started to say something. He got 
"Jill" out, when Tom said, "Leave her alone." My husband 
started to say something, but just sat back in his chair 
and opened another beer. It was pretty clear who was in 
charge. The other guys kept trying not to get caught 
looking. Tom looked, and nodded approvingly. 

After 2 beers his approval was starting to make me 
horny. I gave him a flirty smile and this time gave my 
skirt a very obviously tug up. There was no question I 
was showing off. My husband was stewing in his chair. 

Tom's control was exciting me. My husband was an OK 
lover. He was always in charge during sex but it was 
always about him. I managed to cum most of the time, but 
I was definitely responsible for my own orgasm. Tom was 
teasing me. He was taking control, but it was not about 
him. It was about me. He made me feel sexy. He made me 
feel like responding. 

We needed more beer. They were in the garage. I got up 
to get them. Tom offered to help. The thought made me a 
little wet. I was going to be alone with him. As we 
entered the garage Tom put his hands on my hips pulled 
me up against him and said, "I see there is a bit of a 
slut in there."

I was very aware of his hands on my hips and his breathe 
on my neck. I should have pulled away, instead I leaned 
my ass into him. He kissed my ear and said, "I like it." 
He grabbed a six pack and headed back in. I stood there 
for a minute catching my breath. Standing there I 
realized I was sorry he had not tried something. I 
sighed and went back with another six pack. 

When I walked in the room I started to head for my 
chair. Tom said to Gary, "Why don't you sit over there 
so Jill can sit next to me." My husband's head whipped 
around. Tom just gave him a look. My husband turned to 
the TV again. Gary did what he was told. 

I walked over to the couch. Tom reached out, grabbed the 
hem of my skirt, and pulled me into the couch. I knew 
when he pulled me back my entire ass was exposed to him. 
When I landed on the couch my skirt was not under me in 
back and the front was high enough to again show my 
panties. My husband looked at me, then at Tom, he sighed 
and turned his head back to the game.

Me? I was starting to get horny. Between the beer, my 
husband, Tom's attention, and the three guys trying not 
to get caught, but paying more attention to me than the 
game, I was definitely turned on. Tom, put an arm around 
me. It landed on my bare shoulder. 

He looked at my Halter top and said, "Is that supposed 
to be worn that way? I know someone who has one just 
like it. It looks like you have too many buttons done." 

I looked down. It had 4 buttons, I had buttoned 3. One 
more and from his angle my nipples would definitely be 
showing. I said "I don't think so." 

He responded, "Let's see." He reached over and undid a 
button. Again my husband started to say something but a 
look from Tom shut him up. I wondered how Tom had so 
much control over my husband. I then realized he also 
had control over me, and I was liking it. In fact he was 
in charge of the whole room. 

He undid the button and looked down my top. He said, 
"You have very pretty nipples." 

I blushed. I did not know how to answer. He then said to 
my husband, "Your wife has beautiful breasts."

My husband meekly replied yes. 

Tom said, "What?" 

My husband in a louder voice said, "Yes, my wife has 
beautiful breasts." It felt surreal sitting here 
listening to them talk about my breasts, but I like it.

Tom reached, over slid his hand in my top, and felt 
them. My nipples instantly became hard. All the guys, 
including my husband, were watching. My husband no 
longer looked angry, just resigned. Tom stood up. He 
took my hand, pulled me up, and led me to the kitchen. 
He put his strong hands on my hips and set me on the 
table. He pushed my skirt up to my waist. He unbuttoned 
the next two buttons on my top. 

Except for my panties I was completely exposed to him. I 
looked at him and asked, "Are you going to fuck me now?" 
He kissed my breast and sucked on my nipples. His hand 
slid up to the crotch of my panties. He slid his finger 
inside and felt how wet I was. 

He kissed me lightly on the lips, pulled back, and said, 
"Not yet." 

Not yet? I'm here on the table, legs spread, his fingers 
inside me, and he says not yet? I said it out loud. 
Meekly but I said it. "Not yet?"

He said, "No. You have not yet discovered your potential 
inner slut." 

"Inner slut!" I thought. I'm sitting half naked on a 
table, with my husband and three other men in the other 
room and he wants me to be sluttier! The thought scared 
me, but also excited me. I was not sure what was next, 
but I was enjoying the ride so far. 

He said we should go back in the other room. I started 
button my top. He stopped me and said, "Let's go." 

I don't know why I was letting him do this. Part of it I 
was still mad at my husband, after all, he called me a 
slut. but I knew that was not the real reason. I was 
enjoying this. I was enjoying giving up control. I was 
liking the idea of being a slut. 

I walked back in the other room. Everybody looked. It 
was obvious my top was undone. Tom walked in behind me. 
He said, "Jill, you don't need that top anymore." 

All eyes were on me. I was enjoying being on display. I 
shrugged the top off, and was going to let it drop to 
the ground. Tom stopped me and told me to hand it to my 
husband. I walked over and gave it to him. He meekly 
took it from me and stared at it.

As I stood there, Tom came up behind me and put his arms 
around my waist. He pulled me close and looked at my 
husband. He said "it was obvious when we got here that 
Jill did not want us here. It was also clear you were 
not paying attention to her. Since we are here I am 
going to make sure that this is the best day of her 

He turned me around and kiss me hard. His hands slid my 
skirt and he pushed it down to the ground. I was 
standing there in just a thong in front of my husband 
and 4 strangers. My panties so wet I was getting 
uncomfortable. He broke the kiss. I looked in his eyes 
and said "now? "

He took me by the hand and led me back to the couch. He 
sat down and pulled me down kneeling in front of him. I 
was ready. I unbuckled his belt and reached for his 
zipper. I pulled out his cock. It was semi hard. I held 
it in my hand. Even semi hard I could tell he was bigger 
and thicker than normal. Not a freak show but certainly 
bigger than I'd seen. He looked at me and said, "Suck 

I had sucked cock before. My husband, a couple of 
boyfriends in college, I've done it before but I was no 
expert. Even with my husband it was just something to 
get through till we could get to the sex. This time was 
different. This time I wanted to be good. I knew Tom had 
experience. I wanted to be his best experience. 

I took the head in my mouth and slowly took as much in 
as possible. My hands circled the base of his shaft. I 
pumped his shaft while my mouth went up-and-down on his 
cock. It felt good. I thought about the men watching me. 
I tried to put on a show. I made sure my ass was on 

Tom stopped me. I was mad. I did not want to let go of 
his cock. He put me on the couch and switched positions 
with me. He looked me in the eyes and slid my panties 
down my legs. He lowered his tongue to my pussy and 
expertly started licking me. My husband had gone down on 
me before, but again, it was usually quick, not about 
me, and, just to get to the sex. 

This was different. This was good. This was a man who 
had done this before. This was a man who knew what he 
was doing. I closed my eyes and shut out everything 
around me but the fantastic feeling in my pussy. It hit 
me. I came. I normally have orgasms. Not like this. 
Between his expertise and the situation around me, I had 
the most intense orgasm I ever had. 

Tom stopped. He looked me in the eye and said, "How was 

The only words out of my mouth were, "Fucking amazing." 
Then, he looked at the three other guys. "What are you 
guys still doing dressed. We have a woman to fuck." 

They looked at my husband, shrugged their shoulders, and 
got undressed. In the back of my mind I wondered why I 
was going to let these men fuck me. I knew it was 
because Tom wanted me to and I was going to be the best 
fuck they ever had. 

Tom lay down the floor and pulled my mouth back onto his 
cock. My ass was in the air. One of the guys started 
eating my pussy. I realized I did not even know which 
one. I came immediately. He kept going and I had at 
least two more orgasms. Tom pointed to one of the other 

I grabbed his cock and put it in my mouth. I wanted to 
show them all what a good cock sucker I was. Tom got 
behind me. I knew the moment was here. I had not had a 
strange cock in me for at least 10 years. Now I had one 
in my mouth and was about to be fucked by one. I felt 
the head of his cock spread my lips. Slowly he sank all 
the way into me. 

I felt full. I felt wonderful. I attacked the cock in my 
mouth with renewed vigor. Tom started pumping his cock 
in and out of me. I could feel it along every nerve 
ending. The two other guys sat next to the one I was 
sucking. I reached my hands out and started stroking 
both of them. I could feel the cock in my mouth start to 
pulsate. I knew he was about to cum. I wrapped my hand 
around it and pulled my mouth off. 

Tom said, "No. Swallow every drop." 

I had never let somebody come in my mouth before. This 
time I wanted to do it. The cock in my mouth exploded. I 
started swallowing as fast as I could. I got almost all 
of it but some dripped down my chin. Tom said, "Good 

The praise felt wonderful. I immediately reached for the 
next hard cock. I went after it with a passion. I loved 
the feeling of cum exploding in my mouth. I wanted to 
make it happen again. All this time I was fully aware of 
Tom's cock fucking me. 

Just as I started to get the rhythm of sucking the 
second cock while Tom was fucking me, I was overcome 
with another orgasm. This one hit me so hard I forgot 
what I was doing on both ends. I caught my breath and 
took the cock back in my mouth. 

Now Tom started fucking me harder. He coaxed me on. 
"Come on baby. Suck that cock. Show me what a good slut 
you can be." The words brought me to another raging 
orgasm. I knew he was almost ready to come. I pushed my 
ass back up against him. I looked at my husband. 

When I did I noticed he was rubbing his cock through his 
pants. I stopped. Tom turned to see what I was looking 
at. He laughed and said, "Take it out. Show her how sexy 
you think she is." 

My husband hesitated and then unzipped his pants, pulled 
his cock out, and started stroking it.

I watched for a minute and then went back to seriously 
fucking Tom and sucking cock. I looked back to see my 
husband again. The sight of him stroking himself while I 
was being so slutty made me come again. Just as I caught 
my breath I could feel Tom's cock start to get bigger. 

Looking my husband in the eyes I said, "Come on Tom, 
fill up my pussy. Make me your slut. Give me all your 
cum in front of my husband." I could feel Tom's hot cum 
hit the walls of my pussy. I came again. I could feel 
Tom go soft and as his cock slipped out of me some cum 
dripped out of me too. 

I thought to myself. Two down two to go. The last guy 
got behind me. I could not believe he was going to fuck 
my cum filled pussy. He was not as big as Tom but he 
felt good. The feeling of being fucked with a load of 
cum in me already made me feel slutty. The thought 
brought me to another orgasm. As I continued to fuck his 
cock I looked at the guy whose cock I was sucking. I 
realized I had forgotten his name. The thought that I 
was sucking the cock of a guy whose name I did not know 
made me cum again. 

I looked him in the eyes, licked my lips, and said where 
do you want to cum. He said on my tits. I let the cock 
in me slide out and rolled over on my back. I reached 
down and guided him back in me. Then I grabbed the other 
cock and stuck it back in my mouth. I said, "Come on 
baby, my tits are all yours." 

I could feel the orgasm building inside him. I looked at 
him and whispered, "Cum for me." His first jet hit me in 
the mouth. A second jet on my face and neck. He 
continued to gush all over my tits and belly. As soon as 
his cum hit my tits I came again. I could no longer 
remember how many orgasms I'd had. I was still being 
fucked and now was just having wave after wave of small 

Just as I thought I couldn't take anymore I felt the 
cock inside of me start to go. I could feel the hot jets 
but I could also feel them against the load already 
inside me. That was it. I had thought I had had orgasms 
before. I was wrong. This feeling took me from head to 
toe. I could not think. I could not breathe. I felt wave 
and wave overtake me. Somewhere in the distance I felt 
the cock slip out of me. 

When I opened my eyes Tom was sitting on the couch. He 
said let's get a picture. He told the three guys to go 
sit in the chair across the room. One sat in the chair 
the other two sat on the arms. He told me to go lay down 
in front of them. I did. He told them to put their arms 
around each other's shoulder and a hand on each other's 
leg. They thought it was a funny shot. Tom took the 

He then said to them it was time to go. As they were 
getting dressed said to them. "You can talk about this 
on the car ride to the hotel. After that I never want to 
hear about this day again." 

He told them that if he ever heard of it again or if he 
heard somebody else heard about it they would 
immediately be fired. He said if there were any 
repercussions against my husband they would also be 
fired. He promised if they were fired they would never 
work in the industry again. 

He showed them the picture. He took it above me. I was 
not in the picture. It was just the three of them naked 
in a chair holding each other. He said if they ever went 
to another company and did talk about this that the 
picture would find its way to their customers, 
colleagues and management.

He beckoned me over to the couch. He made me kneel in 
front of him and take his cock in my mouth. As I was 
sucking him he addressed all of them. "I know none of 
you have checked your email. When you do you'll find out 
that I have been promoted to CEO." 

He told them that it meant there would be openings all 
along the management chain. He looked up at my husband 
and told him he had already been chosen to manage this 
group and that he would be promoted tomorrow. He made it 
clear that it had nothing to do with today. It had 
already been decided. 

He looked at the other three guys and told them that my 
husband was now their boss. He made it clear that my 
husband could fire them anytime he wanted. He told them 
that if my husband fired them it was the same as if he 
fired them and he would make sure they did not work in 
the industry again.

He then looked at my husband. He told him that he could 
fire this team but it was a very effective team. He 
said, "Frankly, you're a bit of a dick. This team is 
part of why you're successful. If you fire them I do not 
believe you will succeed." 

All this time I was sucking his cock. He looked at me 
and told me if I wanted I could have a job in his 
company any time I wanted. He told me it was a real job 
and there were no strings attached. 

The three guys had left. It was only Tom, me, and my 
husband. First Tom asked me how my day went. I kissed 
the tip of his cock and told him it was the most amazing 
day ever. 

Tom looked at my husband and told him he had one more 
decision to make. He said after today he was pretty sure 
that I was ready to leave and move on. He looked at me. 
I did not disagree.

He told my husband that if he wanted to keep me now was 
the time to show me how much he loved me. I was still 
sucking Tom's cock. Tom pointed to my pussy, then he 
looked at the door. I saw my husband think. Then he got 
undressed. His cock was rock hard. He got behind me and 
pushed his cock into my cum filled pussy. I knew he 
could feel the other loads inside me. 

Tom asked him if he had anything to say to me. My 
husband grabbed my hips, shoved his cock into me all the 
way into me and said, "I love you." All I could say was, 
"Show me with your cum. Show me that you still love your 
slutty little wife. Show me that you still want her cum 
filled pussy." 

He came, he came hard. At the same time I had my last 
orgasm of the day. 

Tom got up, got dressed, and said, "Time for me to go." 
As he left my husband swept my cum soaked body into his 
arms and held me.

It's now been six months. My husband's team is kicking 
ass at work. At home he has become much more attentive 
to me. Our lovemaking has become much more mutual and 
more satisfying. 

We still have our issues. He can still be a bit 
arrogant, but I have also become more confident. Between 
us we have struck a good balance. He has been better to 
me, and as he is better to me I am better to him. 

He does not bring company home without asking. When he 
does ask I always say yes. 

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