Not to spam my post but Sunday...
As I posted earlier. My new position has me traveling the past several weeks with my boss. Sunday was my first full day at home. My wife wanted it to be us, no friends or company. Her frustration in not practicing her exhibitionist hobby was very evident in conversation and her actions. After a Saturday night sex session and Sunday morning shower session, I had to ask. She said she has spent more time pleasuring herself this week than over the last two years. She said I'm trying to get as much in before you get on the road again. I was not complaining. She kept insisting that I could tell my boss that I needed some time away so she could enjoy our time with her hobby.
I got to hear this often. At brunch we are talking the same subject. I'm telling her it will get better over time as I learn my new responsibilities and limits. I later added if she was serious why not take my boss's wife invite to their home and spend a week at the keys. There would be almost unlimited opportunities to practice her exhibitionist hobby there. We discussed.
Our day was to relax by the pool but it was so hot and humid the devil himself would require air-conditioning. Even under the umbrella while she tanned was hot. Short story, we moved to the covered area under the fans and would swim, then back to the more comfortable chairs and sofa with the fans. I had spent a lot of time at hotel bars traveling, my wife said she does not like to drink alone so she wanted to have drinks. I made the drinks, mine very weak, hers normal.
Later we are relaxing and my wife is on her cell. I'm essentially her butler, serving her drinks, preparing snacks and serving, kissing butt for being away so much. I bring out another round and she asked if I was serious about the visit with my boss's wife. I told her absolutely. She continued on her cell. Soon, I get a text from my boss saying, let that girl come visit next week. I text back, she's welcome to go anytime. That was all.
Some background. I have been with my boss daily for weeks. This man is up and on his phone or computer at six a.m. and does not stop till six or seven and sometimes later. I have a new found respect for his questioning everyone's motive to get close to him. He is around a bunch of kiss ass yes people constantly and they always want something or tell him what they think he wants to here. In our conversations after he will point this out. He is very aware. When letting me direct the meetings he will sit quietly observing. After he will quiz me. He appears to like my performance and writeups afterwards. He will arbitrarily say as he reads my report, this is what I want honest answers, numbers and forecast.
After work at mostly the hotel bar he will transition to a friend. I've watched it and each day he is getting better trusting. Last week we started talking on more personal levels getting to know each other and our families. I learned that his descriptions of his wife's reluctance to being exposed was to protect her from judgment. She loves it as much as my wife. The difference is my boss loves it way more than me. He likes to see reactions and activities as well as set them up. As he opened up about their activities, I got my wife's approval to give ours. I have relayed all his to my wife. An example of one that gives an idea of how much. They were on a nude beach, I do not recall where. They were set up and a single man set up in front of them. When on his stomach he would look between her legs. As he did this my boss said his wife would touch herself and eventually started fingering herself as he watched. After he detailed this I gave him a similar experience of my wife.
He really enjoyed my wife's hotel experience with him. He gets drunk and relays details of his memory. When he gets really drunk he will mention touching her tit. Depending on level of drunk he says touching her tit and nipple to playing with tit and nipple. He had many activities he has relayed. I have done the same.
Back to Sunday. She is getting drunk. She is texting, laughing and talking to herself. I'm sitting, relaxed, smoking and listening to music. This went on for over thirty minutes. My wife is topless with bikini bottoms. She gets up and sits in my lap. She is asking if I was serious about going to the keys. I pulled up my phone, asked what day. She looked at me saying next, Tuesday. I booked a flight early Tuesday morning. She straddled me kissing me hard grinding me. She professed her unending love for me and went back to her chair texting. I get a text soon after from my boss, smart man. I text him a screenshot of the flight saying you have to be there. He text back, I'm in st Louis Wednesday through Friday. You are sounding like my wife.
A long pause of listening and watching my wife having a blast texting. She was really cute drunk texting, laughing and tits bouncing. I get a text, my boss said, I'm staying here next week. I'll have my assistant change the agenda and will meet you in st Louis Tuesday. I text, my replacement starts next week, I was going to assist him with the transition. He text, well if he can not do without you next week fire him. I text, I will be in st Louis Tuesday. He text, good man. Withing a few minutes I received an email with the full agenda and flight arrangements from his assistant. I'm sitting there a little irritated. Only my plans changed to shit. Everyone else is having a blast planning, drinking and texting.
After some time I get a text. My boss sent a picture of an empty drink glass with his topless wife on her phone in the background. I text, you look to need a refill and your background is lovely. He text, refilling now. How's your drink. My wife is texting. I say, can you take off your bottoms I need a better background than his. I explained. She took them off and put one foot on the table opening her legs toward me. I took a picture of my empty glass with my wife's pussy and tits on display in the background her texting. I send to my boss. He text, you also need a refill and love your background more. I text refilling now. While inside I get another text. A picture of his wife naked in a similar position, pussy on display holding her drink up smiling as a background to his full drink.
I get back and show my wife. She wanted a redo to up her game. I took her directions. Placed my glass. She opened her legs and lifted her drink smiling. Her other hand she's spread her pussy with her fingers. I took the picture and sent to him. He responded with three or four text complimenting the another saying, is she playing with herself in front of you. I text, every now and again. He was texting all excited. I could tell by his texting he was drunk.
My texting stopped. My wife is laughing and texting. After many minutes she asked, did you tell him I was playing with myself. She's drunk so I told a little story. I said, I told him you were but too busy texting but you were going to later as a reward for booking her trip. She drunk laughed and said, that's a deal. She continued with them texting for some time as I got drinks. Later we were talking and laughing at her text she read to me. She was texting both separately. The best was texting my boss about touching herself. My boss was asking if he was really going to play with yourself later. She is drunk teasing him. I explained to her he was really drunk by his texting. They went back and forth with him asking to see and her saying she bet he wished he was here to watch. He asked if he was would she do it. She text of course but too bad you are not. This went on and on.
Later we are talking. We both get a text. It's a picture of his wife passed out in her chair naked. He text, not able to hold her drink. Carrying her to bed. A lot later I get a text. My boss said, I'm so drunk I keep drinking. I text, same here for us. He text, she paid up yet. She laughed when I read it to her. I text, not yet. He text, she promised me pictures. I asked her she said, no commitment. I text, I'll send you one when she does. He text, some please. I text, ask her. She's texting. The sun was starting to set. My wife asked if I wanted her to really masturbate to me. I said absolutely. I stood up dropping my shorts to a half hard dick. She wanted to finish her drink. In the process she is looking at me slowly rubbing her fingertips across her pussy. I am immediately hard. In a very sexy voice she said you want to take some pictures as I do this. I couldn't speak I was so excited. I nodded.
I don't have enough descriptive words in my vocabulary to describe the next ten to fifteen minutes. She started slowly till she was fully aroused. I'm slow stroking to her. I would take pictures one handed. Then zoom taking more as I went back to stroking. She opened wide to start one finger slowly in and out to her clit and back. Then two fingers fully finger fucking herself till she exploded with a massive loud orgasm. I was proud of my shots. I unleased rope after rope at her with most hitting the table and floor. We were both exhausted. We got in the pool to cool off. We were fooling around in the pool. I would love to say I got hard and hit it again. Nope, I need a break. No amount of stroking could get me past heavy. My dick was exhausted.
We get back to the chairs and fans watching the light fade. My wife gets a text. We had forgot about my boss. I had five or six text asking where I was. My wife had many more asking. We laughed. The last text she received was him asking if she was awake. She text back, yes. He called her. She did not have him on speaker and I did not think to ask. She was laughing and answering him. He obviously asked if she did it cause she said, we both did and it was great then we got in the pool. Listening to the one sided conversation was hard. A lot of yes, no and short sentences. I went inside during for a restroom break and water. When I returned she had my phone looking at the pictures. She sat beside me critiquing and deleting. There were quite a few that I did a poor job of maintaining my focus. Skipping all.
I asked if she was really going to send him some she said, three. She had narrowed down the volume to around ten or so. A few from the start. A few from the middle and a few from the end. She asked my opinion. I picked one that she was looking very seductive at me. Two fingertips had been on a swollen clit but the picture had her fingers to the side exposing all and her wet opening on display along with two very hard nipples. The second, I had zoomed a little. I still had most of her in frame. Her eyes were closed, mouth a little open her left hand gripping the cushion and her middle finger half way in her pussy both tits on display. The third was zoomed the same as the second. She had her middle two fingers rubbing her clit and her left fingers pinching her nipple, same seductive look at me. The fourth was my favorite. I had over zoomed but her pussy was center framed. All you see is her middle two fingers three quarters deep in her very wet pussy.
She eventually agreed. I couldn't believe she was going to send them. She sent to her phone. Deleted all my pictures and texting. She sat at her chair. She started texting. I sat quietly into the night as she and my boss were texting. Later she said, let's go to bed. I asked but she said, I'll show you. Finally in bed. She gave me her cell and I started scolling back. She text I have four. He text send to me please. She started teasing and negotiating. In the end she said, I'll text one for one. You first. He text a picture of his dick mostly limp in his lap. She text not good enough. Mine shows me. He text a picture from a smaller bathroom mirror smiling holding a drink in one hand and a limpish dick in the other. She text him her first picture. He text, amazing, next please. She text, yours next. He sent a picture of him holding a now hard dick. She sent picture two. His response was, absolutely stunning. He sent another but she responded, zoom. He sent one from the mirror zoomed. She sent him the third. Same response. I was thinking she was going to make him show the results of his jerking off. She sent the fourth.
The texting later was him telling her he had beat off in his poolhouse sink to her pictures. She was playing coy by texting, stop embarrassing me. He lavished her with compliments. He asked what I had done. She told him. He said, I would have thought so. More thank yous and how much he treasures her and me along with her responses. In their host of texting he asked if she might give a repeat next week. She teased him many times saying maybe, if the mood was right, if, if and if. The last text was good night. His last was good night and to tell me thank you for taking st Louis, I made his wife very happy.
We discussed before sleep. I was up and at the office early Monday to meet and introduce my replacement. I was unsure how my boss was going to respond about everything from Sunday. When we talked it was all business, like nothing happened. After getting my replacement settled and going I was pretty much a third wheel. By afternoon I was bored. I call my boss to tell him that I was bored watching everyone work so I was heading home to pack for my flight tomorrow. He agreed. I'm on my way home and he calls asking if I left yet. I told him I was in my truck heading home. His tone changed. He said, I was very drunk last night and a little overzealous in my texting and request. I said, I did not think so, my wife had fun. He paused and said really. He continued, he said, I read my text and I thought I was aggressive. I laughed and said, maybe you were but my wife was loving it. He got really happy talking about the weeks plans and how excited his wife was and she was running around all morning getting ready. I said, so was my wife.
He asked if I saw their texting. I said I did. He said, you know I was drunk requesting her to do it again while she is here. I said, are you saying that you need to be drunk if she does. He laughed saying, no its just I don't want her thinking she's required to do anything. I told him, you will eventually get to know her. She will not do anything remotely like that if she feels required. We had a fantastic time. We hope you and your wife did also. We continued. My summary to him was, i tell my wife everything. She tells me everything. We trust each other and we trust you two. She will have as much fun as allowed. You may have to stay sober to rein her in. He laughed saying he has that problem with his wife.
I get home and relay the conversation. She found it funny. She did ask me what I thought about it if he requested and she wanted to do it. I said, I do not care, he pretty much saw it in pictures. I would prefer no one finishing on you but again, that's up to you. We discussed. We had a double round of sex Monday night. Another in the shower Tuesday morning. Looking at her bag she packed, no bras, no panties, her smallest string bikinis and her favorite warm weather attire. She had on a tight blue tennis shirt, braless. Her white short flowing skirt, no panties and tennis shoes for her flight. I take her to the airport early. I received a quick blowjob in the parking garage while playing with her pussy before walking her inside and she went through security. On the way home to get my bags and return to the airport for my unscheduled trip she calls me waiting at the gate. She just wanted to tell me how much she loves me and how much she appreciates me accepting and supporting her. We talked. She was feeling bad because of her I have to travel again while she was going for a week of fun.
Now back to more meetings in St Louis today. According to my boss's call this morning and my wife's texting and call last night, they are having a blast.
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