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Disclaimer. I write stories for pleasure. Everything in my stories is
fiction. In no way do I condone the scenarios within the writings.
Rape, child endangerment, and unwanted pregnancy are subjects to be
role-played between you and your significant other only. Anybody
actually carrying out this in real life, needs to see a psychiatrist,
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story. Thank You, trukin_fool

How to earn a promotion
by trukin_fool

"Evans?" He said with a booming voice. "I like your style, and I love
what you've done, under Proctors guidance. As you know, he's retiring,
and we need an energetic person, to take his place."
I was in my boss' office, getting the word of my possible selection,
as the company's new human resources manager.
I knew old man proctor was going to retire soon, and all of the top
management in the company, seemed to have the "good old boys"
attitude.
That being, they were good at what they did, and most were at least
sixty five.
Thus far, I was the youngest office worker, on the payroll. I was
twenty nine, and was Proctors assisstant.
I knew the company had internally posted the job, thoughout our other
branches, but I also knew, I had more on the job experience, and by
far more education.
Overall, I knew I was more qualified than anyone else in the company,
here or elsewhere.
The job would mean a substantial bonus, company car, and an expense
account.
All of which, would mean my wife and I could finally start our family.
My wife Bonnie, had worked since high school, hoping that I would
eventually make enough money, so she wouldn't have to work, and be a
stay-at-home mom.
She worked in the factory division, of the same company where I work.
I was finally getting the recognition I deserved, for spending days on
end, away from home, attending job fairs, while Bonnie sat home alone.
Once I'd receive my promotion, I could send my subordinate out on the
road, while I sat in my cushy office, reaping the rewards for his hard
work.
"We've searched the whole company, looking for a suitable successor to
Proctor, and decided on three applicants." My boss added.
"Three applicants?" I thought, dismayed at his words. "Who other than
me, was even nearly qualified, to fill the postion?"
"Brooks, over in accounting, and Johnson, Down in sales." Mr. Blake
said, settling my curiousity.
"As you know, Mr. Brown, the founder of this company, had the
foresight to make his requirments for management well known. We are a
family here. We share everything with our family, as per his orders.
We have no secrets, and hold no resentment, for the other family
members." Mr. Blake added.
I knew the policy well.
When I was initiated into the company, I was literally forced into
throwing a party for the executives at my home, but all at company
expense of course.
What they needed to see, I was told, was if my home life was
acceptable, as a newly hired exec.
I passed the test, with flying colors, and my wife was accepted into
the fold, of the executive wives club.
For the past few years, I noticed another bonus that came with the
authority.
Twice a month, I was allowed to take a day off, to do whatever I
wished. Mostly, I spent time at home, fixing small items on Bonnies
honey-do list, while she spent the day at work.
If this promotion came through, I could spend time golfing, or
fishing, seeing my salary would increase, exponentially.
The best part, was that I could spend a week with the other top execs,
on their annual retreat to a Mexican resort.
Only the very top execs, had that privilage.
I heard the company rented the entire resort, and held confidential
meetings and such, while on vacation. Sort of a work/play, get away.
with their wives.
About a month ago, Bonnie was asked to go along as a helper, setting
up the conference room, and serving drinks and snacks, during their
meetings.
It must have been rough on her, because when she came home after the
week away, she was wiped out.
Unfortunately, I was stuck at home alone, taking care of the business
aspects, in Proctors absence.
She did tell me however, that the resort was very nice from what she
observed, but that wasn't much, because she was kept busy most of the
time.
"It won't be long now." She related to me, shortly after her return.
"You're on the short list for that promotion. I overheard old man
Blake, discussing your name with another big shot down there."
The company was very generous. They paid Bonnie regular wages and a
bonus, to help out at the get away, and even gave her the following
week off, upon her return.
"Tomorrow night, we'll be doing a home visit with Brooks, and thursday
at Johnsons house." Blake said. "Friday night, we'll stop in at your
place. We'll be over around seven."
I was stunned. Why would they come to our house to visit?
As if reading my mind, Mr. Blake explained.
"We are a very family oriented company, and the old man, wants to make
sure your home life doesn't leave room for any blemishes against the
company policies." He said. "A happy home and family, make for a happy
dedicated worker. All three vice presidents, will be coming over. Just
relax, and everything should work out. Then Monday morning, we'll make
the final announcement."
After that I was dismissed.
I was happy in a way, but still miffed that Blake would even consider
anyone else, for the promotion.
At five, I packed up and drove home, to tell Bonnie the good news.
She was already in the kitchen, preparing dinner.
Her work schedule was different than mine, and she got home earlier
than I did.
"Friday night, the VPs, will stop by to do a home visit." I whispered
into her ear from behind, catching her off guard.
Turning to me, she smiled for a bit, and then took on a frightened
look.
"Here?" She asked. "They're coming here?"
"Yep." I said. "Tomorrow they go to Brooks house, and Johnsons the
next night. They'll visit here on Friday."
"But ...but I thought you had the job secured already."
Bonnie replied, seemingly heartbroken. "I talked to Blake...."
"Don't worry." I said, reassuring my wife. "They don't have the talent
nor the skills to do my job, let alone Proctors. I'm sure I've got it
wrapped up."
After that, my wife became very quiet, and very peaved.
"What's the matter?" I asked. "I thought you'd be happy about this."
"I am." She replied, not bothering to face me. "It's just that ....uh,
well I thought it was already decided."
"Oh don't worry so much. It's just a home visit. What can go wrong?" I
asked. "They'll stop by, we'll show them a good time, and make sure
we're what they're looking for in a managers family, and they'll be on
their way."
"Uh huh." My wife sid, obviously avoiding me. "Why don't you just go
and wash up? Dinners about done."
As I left the kitchen, I was puzzled at Bonnies lack of excitement.
She and I both knew, we wanted this promotion, and now it was almost
here. Why did she seem so crest fallen?
At dinner, Bonnie seemed distant and preoccupied. Her mind was
hundreds of miles away, and she avoided looking at me, nearly the
whole time.
After dinner, my wife did the dishes, before joining me on the sofa,
while I watched some television.
"Dear?" She asked. "If we're going to make a good impression on the
management, there are some things I need to buy."
"Go ahead." I replied, kissing her cheek. "I'm sure we'll be able to
afford them on monday anyway."
Instantly, Bonnie got up and went to the study, where she wrote a list
of things she needed, to impress the bosses.
During a commercial break, I peaked into the study, an asked how she
was doing.
Quickly, as if trying to hide her list, she said she was fine.
That night, Bonnie seemed reluctant to hug me. I was quite horny and
wanted sex, but she played the cold selfish wife routine. I assumed
she was nervous, about losing the chance at the promotion.
The next day, a delivery boy, dropped off a small bouquet of flowers,
at Blakes office, along with a small envelope attached.
As he entered the office, the envelope fell on the floor, without him
realizing it.
I went to pick it up, and give it to him.
As I did, I noticed there was not just a note inside.
It felt heavier than paper, so I lifted the tab to investigate.
The delivery boy was soon exiting the office, so I hid the envelope
inmy pocket, until he left.
Mr. Blake was at lunch, and wouldn't return for an hour or so. This
gave me time to replace the envelope, with being noticed.
After the boy left, I went to my desk, and opened the envelope.
Inside was a key, and a small hand written note.
"My husband will be gone all night. Here's the front door key. Let
yourself in, and I'll be waiting in the bedroom. Miriam Brooks"
I was stunned. Surely the delivery boy had made a mistake.
Miriam was the wife of Brooks, the accounting guru.
Why would she send her house key to Mr. Blake?
After reading the note, I replaced it and the key, back into the
envelope, and took it to Blakes office.
I laid it next to the flowers, and left.
That entire afternoon, I wondered what was going on.
Finally it hit me. Miriam wanted her husband to get that promotion so
bad, that she was willing to fuck Blake for it.
But what about the others VPs? They'd be there with Blake too. Surely,
she wouldn't fuck them all, would she?
I knew Miriam. She was much younger than Brooks. In fact looking back,
every wife of the executives, seemed much younger than their husbands.
On my way home I dismissed the age spread, but not the key and note.
"Honey?" I asked, walking into the house. "Do you know what happened
today at work?"
I was talking to myself.
The house seemed empty, but Bonnies car was in the driveway.
Finally, after a few seconds, my wife rushed from the bedroom in a
huff, and joined me.
She seemed out of breath, but I wrongly assumed she was working out or
something.
I related to my wife, what I had inadvertantly discovered at the
office.
When I did, her face got red, and her body became one mass of nerves.
She twitched and shook, as I explained it again.
Are you okay?" I asked.
"Yes ...yes I'm okay. It's just that .... how can a woman degrade
herself so much, just for a promotion?" Bonnie replied uneasily. "You
wouldn't want me to do something like that for a promotion, would
you?"
"Only if I actually got the promotion, and if I get to watch." I said
smiling, after some thought.
We hugged each other tightly, and she melted into my arms. I was
indeed a lucky man to have a wife like her.
"Come." She then said, pulling me to the kitchen. "Dinner's almost
ready."
Once in the kitchen, I noticed the drink on the counter.
Bonnie poured me one as well, and handed it to me.
"What's up?" I asked, puzzled.
We'd often drank to relax, or to celebrate, but I hadn't yet received
the promotion. Matbe I was about to get lucky?
"Oh nothing." Bonnie replied. "I just hope you love enough to keep me
around, once you hit the big time."
"I'll always love you." I said. "That will never change. Why would you
even think such a thing?"
"Promise?" She asked, quickly hugging me hard, and kissing me deeply.
I never did answer her, because of the shock I'd received from her
sudden display of love.
Again, Bonnie turned and avoided facing me, until dinner was on the
table.
During that time, I refilled both of our drinks, and my wife filled
her one more time.
Eating dinner, was mostly a silent affair again, but the alcohol
numbed my mind enough, where I was no longer questioning her actions.
This night after dinner, as I sat, watching TV, Bonnie staggered
slowly into the room.
Before I could comment on her obvious atate, she dragged me to the
bedroom, and began to strip me, while fondling and kissing me all
over.
I knew she was in the mood to make love, and I being a healthy male,
didn't refuse her advances.
I ate her tender pussy, and sucked her beutiful breasts through two
orgasms, before I was ready for some real action.
I hadn't expected, what she then did.
As I tried to mount her, she rolled over underneath me, and knelt on
her hands and knees, before me.
Over her shoulder, she handed me a small bottle of lubricant, and
asked me to prepare her ass.
"Are you sure?" I asked.
During our entire marriage, Bonnie had only once allowed me to enter
her tight backdoor. This was a dream come true. I'd often heard men
talk about how tight women were back there, and how much it excited
them, doing it in a womans butt.
Unfortunately, Bonnies first anal sex adventure, only caused her to
scream in pain, and beg me not to ever do that again.
"You have to getme well oiled." Bonnie said. "Inside and out."
I lubed her up, inside and out. I was very gentle, not wanting a
replay of the last time, where I was told to stop before I was even
half way inside of her.
As I pushed the liquid inside of my wife ass, she grunted, but never
said to stop, or pull away from me. She seemed very determined, to go
through with the anal sex.
After I had her completely ready for my entry, I hesitated.
As if encouraging me on, my wife shook her wonderful ass, teasing me
with her movements.
I placed my hard member ather backdoor, and slowly moved forward.
Although she grunted out loud, she didn't ask me to stop.
In fact, she said nothing, until my cock head finally popped inside of
her tight sphincter.
"Ahhhh." She said, throwing her head back. "Wait. Just wait."
After a few moments of allowing her asshole to become relaxed, my wife
pushed slowly back to me.
I in turn, pressed forward, inching myself into her more.
"Slow." She gasped, in short breaths. "Please go slow."
After what seemed like hours, I was finally almost fully buried inside
of my wifes hot rectum.
Bonnie was now using her hips, to make herself stretch, and make
herself comfortable.
After she began moving faster, I took it as a cue, to begin my own
assault on her tight clenching asshole.
Slowly I began to stroke in and out of her. I realized she was still
slightly unconfortable, but she refused to ask me to stop.
After many strokes, I felt her relax more, so I increased my tempo.
Before long, my wife and I had a mutual pace set. I was thoroughly
enjoying my first anal sex, while my wife made noises, I'd never heard
before.
As I pummeld her tiny hole, my body started to react to the new
sensation.
I was quickly reaching my orgasm, and my wife sensed it as well.
As I tried to announce the impending cum, Bonnie suddenly pushed back,
and engulfed me completely inside of her colon.
With a grunt, she held me deep inside of her, while I ejaculated my
entire load up her hot hole.
Feeling the last spurt, shootinto her bowels, Bonnie collapsed onto
her face in the pillow.
It wasn't long, before my cock grew soft, and began to exvacuate her
cum filled ass.
As I pulled free of our juncture, my wife clenched her asshole a few
times, making my cock sore and and ache.
With a pop, I had fully exited her hot throbbing hole.
"That was fantastic." I gasped, standing on my knees.
"Did you like it?" My wife said, rolling over and looking at me, with
a wide smile.
I nodded, and laid on top of her, covering her face with loving
kisses.
"Mmmm." My wife whispered, feeling the love I had for her. "Maybe
tomorrow night, we can do this again, if you want."
"Are you trying to kill me?" I asked, in a joking manner.
"I just want you so happy with me, that no other woman would stand a
chance at taking you away." She replied.
"Not a chance, I said, still recovering.
"Promise?" She asked seriously.
I gave her my reply, by hugging her tightly, and then fell dead
asleep.
During the night, I got up to pee. When I returned, I spent a long
time, staring at my wife in the pale light, showing through the
window.
She was absolutely beautiful.
Her long blonde hair, refected the light, and her softly rising
breasts, were still firm and soft.
As I looked upon her, I noticed something different, however. Where
there was once a thick growth of pubic hair, the was the absence of
any hair at all.
My wife had shaved her pussy, and I hadn't even noticed.
I wondered how long ago she did that, before crawling back into bed
with her.
By morning, I had forgotten about everything, except the fantastic
anal sex.
"How do you feel this morning?" I asked curiously.
"I feel great." My wife said smiling. "Was it what you expected?"
"And then some." I replied.
We finished breakfast, and at the door as I left, Bonnie kissed me
goodbye, before whispering in my ear.
"Anything you want from now on, is yours." She said seductively,
playfully grabbing my cock through my pants. "Just ask, and I'll do
whatever you want."
With that being said, she pushed me out of the house, and closed the
door.
What a lucky man I was. I had a gorgeous wife, and a loving wife at
that. No one could ask for more.
That day at work, Brooks was summonded into Blakes office, right
before lunch.
When he left, he seemed quite exasperated. It was hard to read his
mood however.
I was curious as to what the two had discussed, but quickly dismissed
my fear of losing the pronmotion.
The panel of VPs still had two more home visits scheduled, and they
wouldn't settle before everyone of them was completed.
That night at home, Bonnie was dressed as if she was going out
somewhere. When I aksed her about her attire, she only asked if I was
happy with her appearance, in return.
Before I could answer, she seductively lifted her skirt, to show off
her new nylons, and garter belt.
Seated at the table, I had a very obvious hardon.
As my wife served the dinner, she purposely bent over, showing me a
lot of cleavage, from her low cut top.
I wondered if she had plans, but was too tongue tired to ask.
The thought of my wifes sudden amorous mood change, over the past day
or so, had me wondering why.
I said nothing, and finished eating.
After dinner, it was back to the living room, and catching up on the
news. Meanwhile, Bonnie did the dishes, and joined me after about an
hour.
This time she sat next to me, and gently stroked my arm.
She had become so passive, and loving, I had to question her motives.
"What's up with you lately?" I asked, stunning her to reality. "Why
are you suddenly so loving and caring?"
"Why?" She asked, defensively. "Don't you like me that way?"
"No. I do like it. It's just different, that's all." I answered. "But
I was just wondering why."
"I'm afraid, that after you get that promotion, you may not find me
attractive anymore." She explained. "There are a lot of younger women
out there, who just can't wait to get their hands on, a highly paid
executive. Especially, one who has the brains and talent you have, and
a body to match."
I knew my wife loved me, but lately she seemed so worried about me
finding someone else. I had never given her any reason, to think I
would look elsewhere for love or sex.
"Look." I finally said, staring into her eyes. "I love you so much, I
could never leave you for anyone else. You're stuck with me, no matter
what happens."
"I guess we'll see if you're honest, after you get that promotion
then." She replied, with a sigh. "Either way, I want you to know, I'll
do anything to make you happy, and anything to keep you. Okay?"
I could only nod, as she leaned in to kiss me solidly, on the lips.
After another hour of watching TV, and snuggling, I was beat, and
headed for bed.
Bonnie joined me in the bedroom, after I had already washed up, and in
my pajamas.
When she entered the bedroom, she turned on the small radio alarm
clock, on the night table.
She found a slow easy listening station on the radio, and began to
dance provocatively. As she did so, she performed a very slow and very
sexy, strip tease for me.
This was a side of Bonnie, I had never seen before, but all in all, I
loved knowing it existed.
She began to show more and more skin, as I stared at her lovely flesh,
becoming exposed.
Once down to her bra, panties, and garter belt, I realized I had never
seen these items before.
So this is what she shopped for, I thought. I liked it. I liked it
very much indeed.
Once Bonnie had slowly removed her bra and panties, she crawled into
bed with me, leaving the nylons and garter belt on.
"Make love to me stud." She hoarsely whispered into my ear, before she
licked my face. "I'm so hot and so wet for you. I'll show you how good
I can treat a man. Fuck me. Fuck me now!"
Showing I still had the masculine power, I threw her onto the bed, and
tore off my pajama bottoms.
Her seuction had me hard as a rock, and I needed to fuck this woman,
with all of my strength.
Submissively, she lay beneath me and cooed, as I slipped the head of
my dick, between her vaginal lips.
My wife froze and stared into my eyes, as I began to sink into her hot
moist hole.
As I hit bottom in her, she closed her eyes, and sighed.
"Oh my gosh. You're so big and so strong. I'll bet if I refused to let
you take me farther, I'd be overpowered by your animal insticts." She
then hissed. "In fact, I'll bet you'd rape me if I said to stop right
this minute."
I was feeling so powerful listening to her words, I became the animal
that she was craving to have, fuck her.
I immediately began to thrust violently, as she encouraged me.
"That's it stud. Rape me. Rape my body." She begged. "Take what you
want. I want you to fuck my ass off, and take whatever you want. I'm
yours. All yours."
After only a few more strokes, my wife was experiencing an earth
shattering orgasm.
"Ahhhhh fuuuucck." She groaned, as her body tensed through her first
climax. "Yeeees, use me. Use me like the whore I am. Use me and make
me your own slut. I'll be anything you want, just keep fucking me hard
and fast."
Hearing these words being said, by my normally shy and quiet wife,
drove me to my orgasm quickly.
As I tensed and spewed my seed inside of her, I heard her beg again.
"That's it you bastard." She croaked. "Fill this dirty slut with your
cream. I want it. Give it all to me, and me alone."
As we both froze, straining every muscle in our bodies, I pumped a
good six volleys of semen, deeply into her grasping hole.
After a few seconds, I collapsed on top of my wife.
We were both panting, and both well exhausted.
"No matter what happens, will you promise to stay my husband?" She
finally asked, gasping for air.
"Without a doubt." I replied, catching my own breath.
"No matter what happens, and no matter what I'd ever do?" She added.
"Naturally." I said, wondering why she would be so concerned about our
relationship. "Why do you ask?"
After afew more moments, for my wife to regain her composure, she
leaned over and looked at me.
For a long while, she remained silent, while staring into my eyes.
"I know you want thispromotion." She finally said. "And I know how
much it means to the two of us. I'm just worried, about what you'll
have to sacrifice, to get it."
"Don't worry." I said, trying to be optimistic. "I'm sure I've got the
upper hand right now."
"And if you don't?" Bonnie asked pointedly. "What then? What if they
require more than you're willing to give?"
"You know I've given everything I had, to get as far as I have." I
answered. "What else could the company require?"
"Oh. It's not the company, I'm worried about." My wife explained. "The
wives have already told me, what that promotion consists of, and how
to get a good mark, with the promotion board. Are you sure you want it
that bad, stud?"
Feeling macho, of course I agreed, by nodding my head and smiling.
"Then you won't hate me, for helping to impress the board?" She asked,
surprised at my nonchalant attitude.
"Hey." I said, without thinking. "If you think you can help, be my
guest. But you'd better be really good, when they show up here
tomorrow night."
"Oh I will be. I promise." Bonnie said, as she rolled over and went to
sleep.
I was trying to make sense of everything we had just discussed, but
after the fantastic sex romp, I was beat as well, and fell asleep too.
In the morning, Bonnie had breakfast ready, when I got into the
kitchen.
She nervously handed me my plate, and kissed me on the cheek.
"Remember now." She said, before she ran out of the room to leave.
"You said I should do, whatever it took, so don't get angry with me.
Okay? I love you."
Sitting alone in the kitchen, after she'd left, I began to wonder
about her words again. This time however, I was wide awake, and had a
clear head.
As I mulled over some ideas, I fell upon a very sexy one.
I played it out in my mind and I began to smile. surprisingly enough,
I got an instant erection.
I thought about my sexy wife, on her knees, and being forced to blow
every senior VP, in order for me to get that coveted promotion.
I was amazed at what that idea had done to me.
Never in my life, had I even thought so nasty of an idea, much less,
about my own loving wife.
Even still, I was greatly aroused by the mental picture.
Would that be too far to go, for the increase in wealth and job
security? Hell, others have done much worse, and for far less to gain.
I finished my breakfast, and went to work, smiling to myself about my
ultra nasty fantasy.
That day, around lunch, Johson was summoned to Blakes office.
Right before I left for my own lunch, Johnson came out, smiling and
joking with Blake.
When they noticed me sitting and staring, they both became sober, and
returned to their respective professional demeanors.
"I'll let you know on Monday." Blake said, as Johnson walked away,
flashing an evil grin towards me.
That was it, I thought. He had somehow finessed Blake, into seriously
considering him for that promotion.
No way was I about to work for that conceited bastard.
It was time to pull out all the stops.
As I ate my lunch, the idea of my wife earning my promotion with her
body, popped back into my head.
Hell, I thought. It's for both of us, right? So what if she had to
suck the three of them off? Was it that bad, if she even had to fuck
them all? For years, women have used their bodies, to get what they
want. From diamonds, to cars, to husbands. Most women wouldn't bat an
eye at fucking an entire company, for the promotion I was in line
for.
Finally I agreed. If this is what my own loving wife had to do, to
secure our future, it was still a small price to pay.
I was so excited that afternoon, time went by slowly.
I was anxious to explain to my wife, that I'd considered her proposal
to use her, and make her do whatever it took, to get what we both
wanted.
Once the day was through, I raced home.
I hadn't realized it yet, but I still retained that same hardon, since
before lunch.
I ran into the house, and found it empty.
I raced to the kitchen, and to the back yard, but Bonnie was nowhere
to be found.
I ran to the bedroom, and saw the bathroom door ajar.
Upon entering it, I saw my wife, taking a long bubble bath.
"Did you really mean what you said, last night in bed?" I asked,
excitedly.
"Like what?" She asked, cautiously.
'I mean, like doing anything that is required, to get that promotion?"
"Well ....yes but ....." She tried to explain.
"Well?" I said, cutting her short. "Right now, Johnson is on the fast
track. I think we have to pull out all the stops, and go for it." I
said hastily.
"Go for it?' My wife questioned.
"You know. Sort of do whatever it takes. It's for the both of us,
right?" I explained.
"Well? If you're saying, what I think you're saying, I have to tell
you something first. But you may not like it." My wife said, standing
up and wrapping a towel around herself.
"Go on." I encouraged.
"Well now. Where do I start?" She said, eyeing me for signs of anger.
"Remember that trip to Mexico?" She asked nervously.
I nodded.
"Well, I didn't quite overhear, Blake talking to another VP, about the
promotion." She said hesitantly. "He was in my room, and he made me do
things. Things to get you on the list."
"What kind of things?" I asked, becoming angry.
"I'm sorry." Bonnie then said, as her eyes filled with tears. "But I
know how much this all meant to you, and it was just a quick grope,
before he was out of there."
"Just a grope?" I asked, not believing my own ears.
"Yes." She replied sternly. "I was naked, and it was just a quick
feel, but it will be worse than that, if you really want that
promotion. He put you on that list for a reason."
"Go on." I said.
"Haven't you ever noticed that the wives are all so young, and so
pretty? Haven't you seen the managers getting divorced, just to later
marry those sweet sixteen, look alikes?" She asked.
"I really never much paid attention, I guess." I answered.
"Well, it's because their wives refused, to do what the managers
wanted them to do." She continued. "That week in mexico, along with
those days off every month, aren't just to do work around the house.
They're for fucking someone elses wife, while their husband is
working. If you get that promotion, I'll be on the list, to service
every dick from every manager there, whenever they have a day off."
I was stunned. This was no more than blackmail. Could I allow my wife
to stay home and fuck another manager, while I was at work?
"You know I love you, and I'll do whatever you want, just to be with
you. But if you decide to throw me out, I'll make no trouble for you,
and you can find another bimbo, who is younger, and wilder than me."
"Does that mean you're refusing to go along with the management?" I
asked.
"What I'm saying is, I'll do whatever you want me to do." My wife
explained further." "I love you, and I know you really deserve that
promotion, but if that's the only way to get it, then so be it. Just
don't hate me afterwards."
Understanding the significance of her comment, we both fell together
and hugged each other. We both knew the consequences, and if it was
meant to be, we'd both agree to do whatever was necessary, to achieve
that goal.
"Does that mean you're willing to let me go for it?" Bonnie said,
pulling away from me, and staring at the erection poking from my
pants.
I nodded, and she turned towards the bedroom.
Once in the bedroom, she pulled out a very fancy, and very silky, set
of lingerie.
She dropped the towel, and showed off her hairless pussy.
"You like?" She asked playfully. "I was feeling really nasty the other
day, and decideed to make myself look younger. I thought you'd notice
before this."
"I had wondered about that." I answered. "But I forgot about it, when
you gave up your ass to me."
Bonnie smiled widely at my remark, and happily got dressed.
I watched the whole ordeal, of her dressing up to impress the VPs, and
soon she was applying her makeup.
"I hope you understand, that I'll make all kinds of noise, and talk
really dirty to them, so they like me." She explaind, as she dusted
her face with powder. "I practiced last night with you."
"I understand." I said. "But make sure you save the good dirty stuff,
just for me. Okay?"
What else could she do? She already told me, she was going to do
everything she could. There was nothing else to save for me.
"Well, at least save your heart and love, just for me." I said,
correcting myself.
"Oh I will." She replied. "But I think you'll be too busy to notice me
anyways."
"And why is that?" I asked.
"Because your secretary Dawn, will be with them." She said, as she
stopped momentarily, and looked at me.
"What is she doing, coming along?" I asked.
"It's supposed to be a surprise. So act surprised when she comes in."
My wife contiued. "Blake hired her, and he can fire her, unless she
plays along. Don't worry, I won't be jealous. And I'm sure you'll
enjoy, what I have planned."
Immediately, I began to envision my secretary Dawn.
She was five one, long dark hair, and very cute. Often she wore
blouses with mno bra, and I could see that her breasts were tulip
shaped. That is, where her breasts sagged a little, but her nipples
pointed upwards, when erect. They seemed to be permanently erect also.
She weighed only about a hundred pounds, and she was only a mere
twenty one years old.
Knowing I'd be standing on the side lines watching my wife perform,
and knowing that Dawn would be made to keep me entertained, at the
same time, brought my erection to an aching hradness.
Bonnie and I retired to the living room, where she served me a glass
of red wine.
While we patiently waited for the panel to show, Bonnie consumed at
least four glasses of wine, by herself.
At precisely, seven, our door bell rang.
When my wife opened it, the three members of the promotion board, were
standing there. They weren't alone either.
In the middle of the three, sat old man Brown, the owner of the
company himself.
He had to be at least eighty years old, and was very frail.
Once Bonnie showed them inside, the three younger sixty something men,
inspected the walls and the room.
Meanwhile, Bonnie played hostess, to Mr. Brown. She fetched him a
glass of brandy, and soon we were discussing the promotion.
"You realize, we've done the home visits with the others already."
Blake said. "And I must say, they were very hospitable, and very eager
to please us. Shall we begin with you trying to offer us bribes?"
Before either of us could answer, the doorbell rang again.
It was Dawn, and she apologized profusely, for being late.
Once inside, she greeted Bonnie and I, before Blake continued.
"As I said, we've been to Brooks and Johnsons house already, so you'd
better offer something far greater than them, in return for
consideration."
I was speechless, but my wife, being head strong, spoke up right away.
"I'm sure we can accomodate your every desire, and then some." Bonnie
said, strolling over to Dawn, who was nervously sitting on the sofa.
"What do you think dear? Are you ready to play?"
With that, Bonnie sat next to my secretary, and began to massage her
back tenderly.
She motioned to me, to get each of them a drink, while she warmed Dawn
up for the show.
"I'll bet it's been a long time, since Mr. Brown has been with a
woman, maybe we can refresh his memory, Right Dawn?" My wife said, as
she unzipped Dawns dress.
At first, I wondered what my wife was doing, and once I knew, I
wonderd how far she would go.
I suddenly hoped that she was going to put Dawn on display, so she
could remain virtuous and untouched.
Unfortunately, that wasn't about to happen.
Dawn offered only slight resistance, when Bonnie finally tugged the
dress off of her shoulders.
Dawn immediately turned a deep shade of red, knowing that her bra was
now on display, in front of five horny men.
Bonnie noticed the quiet excitement building, and smiled wickedly to
me.
With Dawns dress now at her waist, my wife leaned in and began to
tenderly kiss the young womans neck.
Eventually, the lisses, and the tender touches were rnough to make my
secretary lose control.
She used her hands to steer Bonnies lips, where they would make the
most difference, and closed her eyes, as my wife seduced her.
As my wifes kisses, trailed down Dawns tight flat stomach, Dawn leaned
back, and allowed my wife to proceed further.
By this time, every guy in the room was blatantly grasping their
cocks, through their pants.
Once my wife reached Dawns waist, she began to tug the dress off of
her. Dawn in return, lifted her ass up, to allow herself, to be
stripped.
Bonnie tossed her dress to me, and quickly smiled, before returning to
the young girls body.
By this time, my wife had already trailed the kisses down to Dawns
knees, before returning to her neck, and starting the whole process
over.
Slowly and methodically, Bonnie reached her bra, and reached around,
to remove it as well.
Once free of her bra, Dawn pressed her breasts against my wifes
waiting mouth, as she embraced her, and held her tightly.
The whole room was silent, as the two women became even more excited,
and began gasping for air.
Bonnie sucked feverishly on one breast, before turning to the other.
She spent a great deal of time, fondling, sucking, and nibbling the
girls nipples.
It was soon time to contiue the journey down Dawns flat belly, as my
wife struggled to remove the girls thin sheer panties.
Again, as if on cue, Dawn lifted her butt up, so my wife could remove
them as well.
Before she could sit down, my wife pulled the girls back away from the
sofa, leaving her in a reclined sitting position, half sitting, half
laying.
Without releasing the girl, my wife again, tossed the underwear to me,
and moaned.
The three Vps, Blake, Proctor, and Jones, all had their cocks out and
stoking them, as my wife pulled the girls knees apart, and stared
lovingly, at her finely haired pussy.
My wife then contioued to love the girl, orally.
I looked at the three men, who were by now, stroking their limp cocks,
and straining to see everything, from their vantage point.
Mr. Brown hadn't even touched his own cock, but the smile on his face,
showed his approval.
Returning my gaze to the women, Dawn suddenly stiffened, and gasped
loudly. It was apparent, that my wife had finally found her clit, and
she jerked wildly, as my wife devoured it.
As my wife tortured the girls bud, Blake took the initiative, to walk
up to the women, and begin to undo my wifes clothes.
With Bonnies assistance, Blake soon had my wife down to her underwear.
I wasn't counting, but once Dawn had reached her third or fourth
orgasm, at the hands of my wife, Bonnie turned, to find Blakes still
limp member, near her face.
My wife quickly motioned to me to replace her, with a devilish grin,
and opened her mouth to accept the strange cock.
As she sucked, she forced Blake backwards, away from Dawn, leaving
room for me to take over.
Without further encouragement, I began to strip also, and knelt
between my secretarys well toned legs.
After bringing Dawn to another loud orgasm, I turned to see my wife,
now sucking Proctor. With her hands, she was stroking Blake and Jones.
"It's time to give up the good stuff." Blake announced, seeing his
cock was now half hard.
"Please?" My wife said, releasing her mouth from the flaccid dick she
was sucking. "Please use condoms. I don't want to get pregnant."
The men all expected as much, and all produced their own condoms.
As my wife continued to pleasure the men, I turned my focus back to
Dawn.
My secretary now had a sheen of persperation, coating her entire body.
She was very relaxed, and pliable also.
Using my strength, I laid her down on the sofa, and began to mount the
woman.
As an after thought, Dawn tried quickly to push me away, but my
insistance finally won, and she allowed me to place the head of my
cock at her entrance.
Once I slid partially into her, she grunted and cried.
"Please?" She whispered. "Go slow. I've never ....."
"Oh my gosh." I thought. "My young secretary was a virgin?"
As I pushed slowly into her, I felt the barrier hitting my cock, as
Dawn again whimpered.
This woman was indeed a virgin, and was still willing to continue.
Blake must have had more power than I realized, making her come here,
knowing she was going to get fucked.
I surely didn't want to disappoint her or Blake, and I really wanted
that promotion.
Maybe Dawn would continue to be my executive secretary, after this was
all over?
I took one finall glance at my wife, as she was now kneeling in
frontof Mr. Brown himself.
As she sucked wildly on his cock, Blake was screwing her, taking her
from behind.
I looked back to the young nubile woman beneath me, and with a slight
pang of regret, I shoved into her, slowly and steadily.
Dawn screeched loudly, as she felt her hymen first stretch, and then
suddenly rupture, allowing me full entry, into her untried pussy.
The woman was gripping my shoulders, trying to alleviate the pain and
discomfort, as I slowly entered her tight canal.
Once buried half way, I stopped, and allowed her pussy to stretch
around my large member.
It seemed like hours, before she was finally relaxed enough, for me to
continue.
During this time, I watched as Blake was soon replaced by Proctor,
behind my wife.
I also noticed Mr. Browns hands on my wifes tits, which were bare,
with her blouse open, and her bra pulled up.
As I watched in awe, I felt Dawn slowly moving beneath me. Her insides
had now expanded enough, for me to continue.
I pulled back, and re entered the woman, as she gasped at the fullness
she felt.
With each slow calculated stoke, I went deeper and deeper within her,
One the stroke where I finally hit bottom, Dawn began to react
violently. She was cumming again.
"Oh yes." She moaned loudly. "So big ...so hard ....so hot."
After walking around all day with an erection, it was hard to control
myself from cumming. Somehow, I mamaged to do so, but not for long.
I began to move with greater tempo, and glanced over to Bonnie, as she
was now being impaled by Jones.
My wife was also enduring her own orgasm, because of the multiple
cocks she was servicing.
I continuedto plow the woman under me, and when she reached her next
orgasm, I was lost as well.
This one was more violent, and more brutal, than any of the previous
climaxes she'd had.
"That's it you fucker." She groaned, hugging me close, and stiffening.
"You've already taken my virginity, so finish the job, and fuck me
good."
As I felt my cum rise, Dawn began to shudder.
"Oh my gosh. It's stretching me so good." She sighed. "Do it. Do
whatever you want. Just bring me off again. Pump me good."
"I'm going to cum soon. I'd better pull out." I whispered into the
womans ear.
"Don't." She replied. "Don't pull out. I want it. I want to feel it
filling my tight little pussy full. Cum in me, you fucker. Ahhhhhhhh"
With that last request, and her shaking body clinging to me, I began
to unload inside of her.
"Ohhh yesssss. I can feel your hot goo, pumping my pussy full." Dawn
said, as I sprayed her insides. "It feels so good. I want you to do
this again. All the time. I want you to keep fucking me, whenever you
want."
Knowing the rest of the group also heard the woman begging, I looked
to see them staring at us.
They all had wide smiles on their faces.
My wifes smile was even more evident, as she stood, turned towards me,
and mounted Mr. Brown.
I watched her closely, as she slowly lowered herself, on the old mans
cock.
"Mmmmm." Mywife sighed. "This is one huge pussy stretcher. It's even
bigger than my husbands."
I assumed that my wife was only getting revenge on me, for making my
secretary cum so hard. Her retaliation was awesome to witness.
After only a few short stabs, Mr. Brown reached his climax. It had
probably been years since he'd been with a woman, and that probably
led to his quick release.
Grabbing my wifes hips, he forced her down hard on his cock, so he
could ejaculate deep inside of her.
Bonnie, realizing what was happening, tried to stand up, and remove
the cock from her married pussy.
She failed miserably, and soon sat down, to allow him his cum.
My wife looked at me, with a startled look, as Mr. Brown grunted out
his release.
At the time, I was curious about her expression, but soon forgot about
it, as Dawn pulled my face to hers, and began kissing me deeply.
While Dawn kissed me, her hips began to gyrate slowly.
Although I was softening, her movements caused me to stiffen again.
She wanted more fucking.
I started to move with Dawn, slowly at first, as I eyed my wife.
The look on her face, turned from startled, to that of conviction.
No longer were her movements that of pleasing the man she was with,
but one of a contestant, who was competeing with her husband.
As I began to increase my pace, Bonnie also increased her own tempo.
I wondered if old man Brown, even retained his hardon.
Once Dawn and I were moving fluidly together, my wife sighed and
provoked me to continue.
"Fuck the little wench." She said. "I've got a bigger cock to satisfy
me, so do whatever you want. Cream her good, and make sure she's
knocked up, like I already am."
My wifes words stung me.
"Knocked up?" I thought. "Wasn't Brown wearing a condom?"
Before I had too much time to think, Dawn was again cumming. This
little slut was really a hot munber, and she knew what she wanted.
I'd never been with a woman, who could orgasm multiple times, and so
quickly in between.
This young woman could kill a man, just by fucking him to death.
As my wife continued to tease and compare me to Mr. Brown, I worked
hard to ride the woman under me.
The more my wife belittled me, the harder and deeper I fucked Dawn.
After another ten minutes or so, of prodding from my wife, she and I
both achieved our own orgasms again.
Of course, Mr. Brown and Dawn, also reached theirs too.
After that, we were all a quivering mass of sweaty flesh.
None of us were easily moving, and judging by the facial expressions
on the three VP's faces, we had surely given an excellent performance.
A long time passed, before anyone moved, and when my wife lifted off
of her lover, she dripped an extreme amount of semen from her used
hole.
I also knelt, and stood, studying my own lovers used pussy.
Dawns hole was seeping my cum, as she laid sedated, and well
satisfied.
I was still in a dazed state, when I saw my wife washing Mr. Browns
wilted cock, with the washcloth she'd gotten.
After that, she zipped him up, and kissed his cheek, before Blake and
the others, wheeled him out.
The only ones eft in the house, were Bonnie, I, and Dawn.
"Did you like the show?" My wife asked.
Numbly, I nodded.
"Now that you've got a little whore to keep you happy, you're probably
going to dump me though. Huh?" She asked.
"No way. There's enough to go around." I said smiling widely.
"Besides, it was all well worth it. Thanks to you, I'm sure of that
promotion now."
We both melted into each others arms, and after a few long lingering
kisses, Bonnie spoke.
"You know?" She said off handedly, nodding towards the sleeping Dawn.
"She lives alone, in a tiny one bedroom apartment. What do you think
about her living with us? After all, she's going to fuck you anytime
you want, so why bother with a motel?"
"Are you serious?" I asked, not believing my ears. "Are you sure you
can handle that?"
"Hey." My wife said, smiling widely. "If you're too tired to perform,
she and I will make do with each other. She does taste wonderful, and
she loves you too."
After that, We covered up Dawn with a blanket, and went to bed, for
some well deserved sleep.
That weekend, Dawn was very shy and nervous at first, remembering what
had happened. Eventually, with my wifes help, she soon shed her shell,
and the three of us pleasured each other, right up to Sunday night.
On monday, Dawn rode to work with me.
She wished me luck on the promotion, hoping that she would then become
my executive secretary. She also related, that she hoped she wasn't
pregnant, because we hadn't used any protection, the entire weekend.
I promised to help her, with whatever she needed, if she was.
At eleven oclock, I was summoned into Blakes office, along with
Johnson and Brooks.
I was surprised to see Mr. Brown there, as well.
"Well gentlemen? We've made our final decision." Blake said. "I'm
sorry you all couldn't receive this promotion, because you've all
earned it. The deciding vote, was that of Mr. Brown. He owns the
company, and he has decided topromote Brooks."
The words seemed so distant, as they echoed in my ears.
After what we'd done to get it, we still failed?
I was numb and felt sick to my stomach.
After congradulating my adversaries, I began to leave, before Blake
called me back.
"Have a seat young man." Blake said, pointing to the chair behind his
desk. "Mr. Brown wants to talk to you."
As I ambled behind the desk, Blake bid Mr. Brown farewell, and left
himself.
It was just old man Brown and I, alone in the office. The door was
closed, and I assumed he wanted to make a deal with me, for my wife
Bonnie. I was wrong.
"Boy?" Mr. Brown said in a shaky voice. "I've waited for years to do
this, and finally I've found a man, who with his wife, will do
whatever it takes, to get the job done. That lovely piece of female
flesh, must really love you, to do what she did. I'm getting old, to
old to run this place alone, so if you'd like, I'll leave it to you."
I was stunned at his statement. I lost the promotion, but was
inheriting the company?
"There is however, one condition." He added. "That is. I'd like your
wifes company, once a week, at my house. She will spend the night, and
return home the next day."
I was dumbfounded. But I nodded my agreement.
"If she isn't pregnant already, I'd like to be the one who makes her
that way. If she does get pregnant, I'll leave everything to you two.
After all, you'll eventually leave it, to my son. So? What do you
think? Remember now, you won't be able to have her again, until she's
confirmed, as truly pregnant by me."
"It's a deal." I said, knowing Bonnie would readily agree also.
"Good, good." He said, pushing a folder towards me. "Inside there are
papers for you to sign, so everything is legal. I'll drop them off at
my lawyers, this afternoon. Tomorrow when you come to work, you'll
have this office, and you can pick your own staff and secretary.
Everyone will be informed tomorrow morning, at a company meeting.
Okay?"
I nodded as I continued to sign the array of documents.
"Thank you Mr. Brown." I said, shaking his hand before leaving.
"You'd better take the rest of the day off, and tell your wife about
our arrangement." He said as I left. "I'm sure she'll be intersted, in
finding out she's married to the new owner. Keep it quiet until
tomorrow though. We don't need to cause a big uproar today."
I agreed and left.
On my way out, I grabbed Dawn, and told her to come with me.
She'd already heard about me losing the promotion, and was very sad
about it.
I said nothing to Dawn, on the way home, although she grilled me the
whole way.
Once inside the house, I sat the two women down, and explained that
I'd lost the promotion.
Both were saddened deeply by the news.
"Bonnie?" I said, lifting her from her seat. "There is more news."
Stunned, she looked at me.
"I will not be able to have sex with you, until you're pregnant. by
another man." I said, shocking both women.
"Mr. Brown, has agreed to leave us his house and fortune, if he knocks
you up." I stated. "That means you'll be spending one day a week, at
his place, while you try for a baby. Is that okay?"
"His house and fortune?" Bonnie asked. "But what about the company?"
I smiled at Dawn first, and then to my wife.
"As of this afternoon, I run the entire comany." I blurted out
excitedly. "Either way, I got a big promotion."
seconds later, we were all hugging each other, knowing we had finally
made it.
After the long embrace, my wife pulled free of me.
"I think this deserves a celebration fuck." She said. "You two start,
and I'll get the champagne."
Before Bonnie returned, Dawn and I were naked on the sofa, and
screwing wildly.
"Now remember dear." Bonnie announced as we rutted. "You'd better make
sure she's bred too. I don't want to be the only fat pregnant cow in
the house. And you're going to keep on doing it, until she turns up
positive also. Who knows, once we're both pregnant, maybe you'll have
to find another young virgin to rip open. I'm sure Dawn and I won't
mind sharing your huge babymaker, with someone else. We'll have the
money, and a big house, to care for all you can make."
I looked into Dawns eyes, and she nodded. Agreeing to accept my child
in her womb.

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