Business Affairs Ch. 2 – An Erotic Series

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Jules was having a harder time concentrating. It was already 6:00 p.m. The client was not ready to end the meeting. Normally, she wouldn’t mind. It wasn’t unusual. If a client is being sued to recover a large amount of money with zeros at its end, their lawyer will happily give them the time they need. It’s all good chargeable time after all. Tonight, however, she had her own business to attend too.

Tired of the occasional and rather dreary sex she enjoyed… no, that’s the wrong verb… endured with her husband after ten years of marriage, and being back in the saddle at work, she had decided she would treat herself to something special. Ruth, her best friend had done the same thing when she started her new career. She had bought jewelry. Jules had thought about doing the same but realized it wouldn’t be enough to meet her actual needs. She decided to find a new partner. Three of them were actually involved.

She stayed at The Falcon on three nights a week. She had seen three men on each night who were regular guests at The Falcon. Each of them were on a different night each week, which was a good thing. She had been fueled by her fantasies at different times by all three of them as she tested her vibrator back in her hotel room. Her objective this week—the first of her new resolution—was to seduce all three. After all, variety is the best spice of life.

She had already ticked the first box last night. TuesdayShe chose to call him that. She was an ice maiden. Stern, and almost silent. He was hooked after she rode him to the hotel gym and blanked him in the dining room. She had other plans tonight to seduce him. Wednesday.

It was gone at 7:00 p.m. Jules arrived at the hotel by this time.  After making a reservation for dinner, she went to her bathroom to shower and then called her husband. After going through the routine of sharing their days, neither one of them was interested in the other’s thoughts. She was happy tonight.

‘I’ve just had a shower, and I’m standing here stark naked. Wish you were here,’ she lied.

‘Oh, my god, so do I,’ hubby replied, somewhat surprised.

She teased him and reminded him about what he did to her when she was naked in the same room eight years prior. The noise was getting out of control, and people in the next space had complained.  She didn’t hesitate to come in when called.

‘Oh, Christ,’ was all he could say.

She gave him a kiss on the cheek and hung up.

For tonight’s man, WednesdayShe had made the decision to be a cute, flirty brunette. She wanted each of her affairs to be unique. Although he was her age, he was taller than her and more well-built. He was a small, subordinate little man that she liked. She let him believe he was in control and using her for his pleasure. In reality, she would just be the puppet master getting whatever she wanted.

For the occasion, she chose a loosely fitted cotton dress. It was a tight bodice, which highlighted her cleavage. The skirt was short and flowing, showing off her white lingerie. A little too high heel added an essential finishing touch to the costume. She tied her hair up in a ponytail and added a little red bow. She inspected herself in the mirror. She tried several poses and looked innocent. Perfect.

She found that the bar was not quite perfect as she walked in the door to get her dinner. Wednesday It wasn’t the only one. Damn! What now?

They were only walking into the restaurant. Wednesday She glanced back at her and saw her. His eyes swept over her body. After focusing for a moment on her breasts and getting back up, she smiled at him before quickly looking away.

When she entered the restaurant for dinner, she sat at an opposite end. That wasn’t ideal, but it gave her a chance to think. She tried to come up with some ploy to get him away from his colleague, or to maybe find out his room number and…  and… and… the thought fizzled away. She could leave it until next week, but she was in the mood for some fun tonight and, besides, the batteries in her vibrator were flat and she’d forgotten to replace them. It hit her halfway through her mushroom rice and second glass Malbec. Let them have them both. Or, rather, in her Wednesday night role, let them both have him.

Before that, she had never had a trio. It was her husband, shortly after they were married. However, it was with another woman. An associate was a young woman who worked for the same law firm. She still worked under him; probably quite literally at times, Jules wouldn’t be surprised. Strangely, she had found it quite arousing to see the pleasure on the other woman’s face as her husband’s cock slipped inside her.

The thought of playing with two cocks at the same time… now that was just the stuff of her fantasies. Maybe not tonight. She felt a sensation of anticipation between her legs.

After leaving the restaurant, she noticed Wednesday He and his friend sat outside on the veranda. She ordered a cocktail for herself. One of those she considered rather “girly”, with paper umbrellas and cherries on sticks, and went outside herself.

They were standing beneath a patio heater. As she entered the door, they both noticed her. They both noticed her walking through the door and stopped talking mid-flow. When they looked back at each other, they shared a schoolboy smile.

Jules was quick to get into character. She was immediately in character and walked straight to the spot where they were standing.

‘Do you mind if I share your heater,’ she said. Her eloquence and velvety voice were a striking contrast to her somewhat frivolous demeanour.

‘Our pleasure,’ replied WednesdayAs he tried valiantly not to look at her cleavage.

‘It’s just that it is so cold,’ she continued.  ‘Look at my nipples!’ And they did. ‘It doesn’t help that I didn’t put a bra under, I guess,’ she “innocently” teased. Then, with mock shock and fluster added, ‘Oh, no!  What are you saying?  I’m so sorry! Oh, God! My husband constantly tells me to think before I speak. What should you think of me?  I wouldn’t normally… well, I didn’t mean to… Oh, God.’

She noticed the bulges in both men’s trousers. It worked.

‘Please, don’t worry,’ said Wednesday’s friend.

‘Thank God my husband isn’t here. He’d punish me.’

‘Punish you?’ queried Wednesday.

‘Yes. He spanks you. Oh, no! There I go again.’ Jules gabbled on with hardly a breath. ‘I’m not supposed to mention that to anyone else. He says it’s our little secret. Only for our bedroom. Or the shower. I like to be spanked in the shower because it stings even more. And he loves the little yelps it makes my cry out. I think I’d better shut up.’

Both men laughed.

‘It’s probably the cocktail,’ she continued. She took one sip and moved slightly to one side. Wednesday’s trousers. She pretended panic. ‘Oh, God! I’m so sorry.’

She put the glass down on the ground, bent down, and like a child trying to “make good” an accident, frantically started to brush the drink off with her hands. She rubbed her hand up and down. Wednesday’s already substantial erection. She started to rub harder and faster before realizing what she was doing.

‘Oh, God, now look what I’ve done.’ She pointed at the straining bulge. Then, with her eyes so wide that she feared she was in danger of overdoing it, added, ‘Is that real?’

Wednesday looked over to his pal and, laughing, replied, ‘All solid meat’.

‘Wow!’ She put her hand back on it and felt it in wonder. Well, mock wonder. He was long, but she’d had better girth. She glanced at her friend. ‘You too!’ she said and reached over with her other hand. ‘I didn’t know they could be that big. I’ve only ever seen my husband’s and his is tiny compared to you two.’ That wasn’t remotely true. His cock was probably his greatest asset, and that is why she still allows him to fuck her.

‘Well, that isn’t right.’ Wednesday I had fallen for her and saw an opportunity. ‘A woman needs to experience some variety.’

‘She should?’

‘Most definitely,’ added the friend, catching Wednesday’s drift.

‘Oh, I don’t know. My husband would be livid.’

‘He doesn’t need to know.’

‘Well, no. I suppose not.’  She paused. ‘Maybe I could just take a look?’ She still had her hands on both cocks, gently squeezing them.

‘Alright.’ It was Wednesday’s Turn to perform an act. One of mock resignation. ‘But not here. You can see us from the inside. How about over there?’

He pointed out a wooden bench about fifty meters away, hidden under trees and in the shadows.

Jules was not slow to get there. Unfastened, she fell on her knees. Wednesday’s He lifted his long, heavy cock out of his trousers. She pretended to be shocked. ‘Can I touch it?’ she asked and, consent obtained, began to stroke it.

Her friend appeared beside her, his eager appendage out. She took him in her hand and continued to pump them with the same, firm rhythm.

‘They’re beautiful,’ she encouraged.

As if insatiable, she pushed her lips onto the table. Wednesday’s cock. He was very long and she took it in. He felt great in her mouth. She switched between them, hardening them off well, and then tasting their sweet pre-cum.

Then, she can move on without any further manipulation. Wednesday She suddenly grabbed her shoulders and pulled her to her feet. Then he bent her over the backside of the bench. She felt him lift her thin little skirt and pull her panties towards one side. With one push, he penetrated her pussy by running the tip of his cock along its length. It felt so good she couldn’t help but give out a gasp of sheer pleasure.

‘Oh, God, yes!’ she cried.

Wednesday He pushed hard. He pulled her hair up and grabbed her hair. His friend stood on the other side. He was glancing at her with a glistening tip. He took her hair. Wednesday Then, he held his cock in the opposite hand and ran it around his mouth. He slowly put his hardened granite erection into her mouth, and she obeyed. He gripped her head tightly and dug in as deep as she would like. She tried her best to sucking on him, but it was hard given his deep thrusts.

Jules was captivated by the pleasure of being fucked at both ends simultaneously and found a common rhythm with the men. It was the first time that she had ever experienced it, and she promised she would never forget it.

They all arrived almost simultaneously. Wednesday Her hips were grabbed and he pounded her pussy with the last few thrusts. She groaned as he filled it with warm cum.  She cried out in ecstasy, but was stifled from the cock’s presence. The luscious cream poured into her mouth and her body exploded with joy. She took every drop of the cream and licked at her lips. Heavenly.

They both went to their cell. Jules sank to the bench, smiling. She looked at Wednesday. ‘Thank you… sir.’

‘I guess you should be punished,’ he replied.

‘I should.’

‘But it’s late,’ he added.

‘I’ll be here again next week,’ she ventured.

She was astonished to see his eyes brighten.

‘Then you best be prepared. I believe I owe my husband the responsibility of punishing you appropriately. And I don’t feel that a little spanking is sufficient.’

‘No… sir.’

They both walked back to their bar.

Jules stayed where she was, enjoying the evening air, beautifully satisfied, reliving the experience in her mind’s eye.

He was hers. Two down.

Now, her thoughts turned towards tomorrow night and the third conquest.

Next Chapter: Coming Soon…




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