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Glen, my husband was transferred to a southern state for his job. We moved into our new home and once settled, since we were “empty nesters” I thought it would be nice to get back into the workforce and make extra spending money. Glen agreed and I got a new resume put together. I kept up with my typing skills on the internet and never did stop using shorthand for notes so I applied for administrative assistant positions. Interviews we offered from companies looking for a mature “AA”. Another item on my side was that I still work out, look good and carry myself well. The first interview was for a meat processing company and I thought the smell would make me throw up before I politely departed to consider their offer. Interview three was for a nice office and work team but they offered wages the a fast-food teenage would walk away from. Interview two is the one I want to tell you about. The job was at a business consulting brokerage that had beautiful facilities, good hours, nice benefit plan, descent wages and friendly people. The initial interview was with the head of HR in her office. One thing that sounded odd was a comment about fraternization, and how it was never an issue. I passed the review with flying colors and was escorted to the president’s office. The president, Bart was handsome, well dressed and friendly. He asked the HR lady to excuse us and she closed the door behind her as she left with a big grin on her face and a wink in my direction. Bart asked if I had any initial questions so I asked about the earlier fraternization comment. “Oh, we don’t mind our employees fooling around, we keep an open mind about that” he replied. I asked just how open minded was her talking about and he helped me stand kissed me on the lips and put his hand on my ass. I pushed his hand back saying “But Wait, I’m married”. “We all are” he responded then gave me another kiss before returning to his desk. I sat back down but was mixed up to say the least, on one hand I liked the handsome man’s advances but on the other I didn’t want to be a slut. “You’ll be my administrative assistant and there is a lot of fraternization in here. Are you up for the job?” he offered. I asked to think about it. He told me to take a day or two but there were several candidates for the position. I asked what other tasks were involved. He explained some overnight travel, first class accommodations, fine food, perks and all paid for by the clients. I couldn’t believe it came out of my mouth but I said “I don’t need to think about it, Bart, you can count on me. When shall I start?”. Glen was pleased I found a job, and that I would have something to fill my day. I told him of the activity involved in the job, but, I didn’t tell him about the forward actions of my boss. The next Monday morning I arrived with a small box of personal items, family photo, desktop candy dish with mints and my smart phone. My first day was all business with a tour of the office building complex. Three four level buildings with different departments on each floor for diverse specialties. The HR lady, Gladys, led the tour asked personal questions when we were alone between the introductions. It was settled that I was not bi-sexual, I was married, I liked the boss and found him attractive and I was happy with my relationship at home. It was also established that all the employees were married, Bart was discrete, most of the employees held to “what happens at work stays at work”, but some had open marriages. I wasn’t looking for all that information but she seemed to think I should know how things were because I was the president’s AA. I thanked her for the skinny on the office atmosphere. There were four trips coming up over the next six weeks, she told me to check my inter-company e-mail for the details. Wednesday, we were to go to a potential client in St. Louis for an initial evaluation. We would be home mid-day Friday. Packed and ready to go, I was picked up by Bart at the house. Bart met Glen and spoke highly of my qualifications. They got along nicely and we left for the airport. We didn’t go the airline terminal, but instead drove to the private charter center. “That’s our ride” Bart said as he pointed to a small jet on the ramp. Our company logo was on the tail of the plane. I was escorted by golf cart to the steps of the plane as the cart driver put the bags in the back compartment. Soon Bart came aboard closed the door, locked it and sat in the left front pilot’s seat. “Oh my” flashed across my mind Bart is the pilot for our company jet. “We’ll be landing in about two and a half hours, buckle up and I’ll signal you when we level out for you to come up front here with me” he said in a cool and calm voice. I heard the engine spool up but soon it got real quiet, he called back to tell me as soon as the cabin pressurizes it will get quiet. It did, like turning the volume down on the radio. It was like riding on a rocket, soon we were leveling off and he signaled for me to come forward. I was very careful to not touch anything as I sat in the right front seat. Bart handed me my seat belt so I got fastened in, then a mask with ahead strap to lay on my knee, just in case we lost pressurization. We were going over 45o miles an hour but it looked as if we were creeping along. I was impressed. We went over the process for setting up trips like this and making arrangements with the preferred hotels and “FBO’s” short for Fixed Base of Operations, or the gas station at the airport. I learned about time and distance estimates, even and odd altitudes for east and west flight direction and range of the plane depending on how many seats were filled. The next few weeks we had other trips and the prep work was already done so I was learning what was needed and how to set the pans up. Very interesting stuff. At the destination, we picked up a rental car that was waiting for us, headed for the hotel to check in and called the client along the way. We were to meet for lunch. I checked my watch to see that it wasn’t even time for lunch yet. Checking in was a little strenuous but we got the key and headed to the top floor. Instead of a suite with separate rooms as the reservation mentioned, we had one king sized bed. “But wait, I’m married” I said. “So am I” Bart replied, adding “Get ready for lunch”. We met the client for a very nice buffet on the veranda of a ritzy restaurant. Then we followed them to their facility to evaluate how we could best help them. Bart told them we would have a plan for them in the morning. It was half passed three when we were finished for the day, checked in with the home office on the way to the hotel. Done for the day Bart asked if I wanted to splash around in the pool. I mentioned I didn’t bring a bathing suit. He offered to buy me one with the clients’ money as long as he got to pick it out. I agreed so we found a mall with a swim suit store. I was handed three suits, that fit in my hand. All three fit in my one hand. I put them on one at a time and modeled them for him. All three were two-piece thong style, and barely covered anything with the top and/or bottom. He picked the bright colored pink little nothing. We were in the pool inside a half hour, swimming and splashing and playing around like a couple of kids. Suddenly we stopped playing and engaged in a nice soft long kiss in the water. His finger slid inside the pantie to part my lips down there and tease my clit. I was thinking of the king-sized bed and what I might do if my husband called. We got to the point of overheating so we headed for the room. I was barely dried off when the bottom of my suit was untied from behind, as it fell I was turned around pushed onto my back on the bed and Bart went straight between my legs with his mouth kissing my pussy. Then licking, then parting my lips, toying with my vagina, the zeroed in on my clitoris. I was humming with pleasure. Soon Bart crawled up over me so I looked down between our bodies to see one of the largest penis’ ever. I gasped with excitement and fear that he would stick that big thing into me but it kept getting closer and he paused with it in my face. Both hands and my eager mouth tried to please it in every way I might. I sucked on him and stroked the length of it as I grew to even bigger size and thicker as it filled with love blood and readied for taking me. He pulled back, slowly moving back down driving me crazy with anticipation. He took the head of it to wet it from my pussy juices, teased my vagina with the end of it and then entered me a little at a time with kind slow strokes, each one going deeper and send me to a panting state of bliss. Moaning as I moved my hips to receive his pushing into me till it was moving in and out with a tempo of passion filled animal lust. He became more aggressive thrusting deeper and faster as I hung onto his body, panted with his pace that grew deeper and faster till I could no longer control my attention to his pleasure because I was engulfed in my own transition into a very serious orgasm. My orgasm consumed me with unadulterated. Unstoppable pleasure. He slowed slightly then a little more till we were doing long slow strokes of satisfying intercourse. Pulling out he rolled onto his back next to me. “You were wonderful, my dear” he said between heavy gasps for air. “I’m glad you liked it; That was the best I’ve had for some time” I got out between panting breathes. “You’re just saying that, but thanks” he replied. Up on one elbow he leaned over to give me a soft kiss, but I changed that into my most aggressive tongue tingling kiss as we rolled over with me on top. I felt that husky thick big cock of his between our bodies saying “That’s one big tool you have there, Bart”. He came back with “Thanks, that’s one nice pussy you have there, my dear”. I got on one elbow beside his muscular body to admire his cock. Lightly stroking it, then a kiss and a few sucks to get it to tremble a little. I sat on the edge of the bed then stood once I got my weak knees to work again. We cleaned up. Early supper or hot tub then eat, or hot tub then the hot tub were the choices. I asked what early meant since it was 6:30 by this time. I dawned on both of us that we had been fucking for over an hour. We opted to call home have a light bite then see how tired we were from there. After making the calls home, we spent some time in the bar and talked about likes and dislikes. I was guarded with what I offered since I was this man’s employee. The topic changed course for the client’s needs, which were already on-line in our company internal data document files. We just needed to add the client’s information and load it to a thumb drive. Bart told me we already have boiler plate agreements for any kind of client. The task would be five minutes in the morning before we left the hotel room. I must have had more cocktails than remembered, in the morning I woke to find both of us naked under just the sheet. I lifted it to see Bart’s beautiful cock. He was sporting a morning hard on. He woke, rolled to his back rubbing his eyes. I asked if he had plans for that big thing as I held it, then gave a few gentle strokes. He just smiled and I assumed the position between his legs to administer a blow job. He propped a pillow behind his head to watch me, so I tried to make eye contact as I gave my best oral talents to his huge penis. He got more aroused so I got more aggressive. With fingers on one hand teasing his scrotum the other hand stroking the base and my mouth pumping up and down on the head and as much of it I could get into my mouth, he began arching his back. I paused every few strokes to give a tongue teasing to the tight skin at the base of its head then went back to oral pumping. I loud moan and it went off with shot after shot of sperm into my mouth. I swallowed but kept the action busy on his cock till the flow subsided. Giving nice slow deep oral attention to the business end of his penis I also gave gentle strokes to the rest of his package. I stopped with a loud sucking sound as I victoriously popped it out of my mouth. After our client meeting in the morning it was a quick bite for lunch and the flight home. More training and a review of what I learned on the fight out. I was getting a handle on the process and common sense of being prepared. Bart sked what I was thinking about being home with my husband that night. I said I was surprisingly horny for him and looking forward to getting some home style sex. He then stated that office sex is to only be recreational as divorce is not an item we want to have on campus. I agreed and told him I was torn about telling Glen of having sex on the trip or not. He told me to talk to Gladys for guidance. We landed about 4 PM, he drove me home but remained in the car as I got out then left saying “Good job today, see you in the morning”. I waved as he rounded the corner and went inside to unpack and wait for Glen to get home. Glen got a very nice sexual surprise that night. In the morning it dawned on me that we had three more trips planned over the next few weeks.

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