Barry and Janice Redmond met in 1972, moved in together a year later and married in 1975. He was 28 and she was 26. They purchased a home in 1976 and settled into a happy life. Janice worked for a multi-national corporation in downtown Toronto as Administrative Assistant to Bob Harding, the National Sales Director. Barry worked for the school board as a maintenance man.
Bob Harding retired in September 1978 and was replaced by Jack Smithson. Smithson began his career with the company in the UK and, following a term at Head Office in the US, was transferred to Toronto. It was common practice to move directors about like this and after his two year stint in Toronto he would be heading back to the UK. He was 47, married and considered a rising star in the sales division.
The company held their Christmas party in a downtown hotel every November. A swanky affair with a live band and a sumptuous buffet and was something most employees looked forward to. Barry and Janice sat with Jack Smithson, his wife Melanie and others from the department. Mrs. Smithson appeared two or three years older than Jack and Barry thought she might be the force behind her husband's success. She had the appearance and air of 'old money' that had, no doubt helped Jack in his career. She wore an impeccable wardrobe and make-up and had an attractive, well-maintained figure. Elegant, refined but somewhat aloof Barry thought. He was not much of a dancer but had the obligatory couple of dances with Mrs. Smithson while Janice, who loved dancing, had several with Jack.
Early in the New Year Janice came home and told Barry that Smithson had asked her out to lunch and hinted at a hotel afterwards. The sexual innuendos had started during his first week on the job but were becoming more direct. She told him politely she was happily married and not interested. Barry acted understandably with macho bravado but Janice told him not to worry, it happened all the time in large offices and he would move on to other girls until he found one that said yes.
Barry began to imagine what might have happened if Janice had said yes. He imagined them in the hotel elevator then hurrying excitedly down to the room. Once inside, the frantic kissing and fondling would lead inexorably to them writhing naked on the bed. He thought of her coming home with another man's sperm inside her and it made him very aroused. It filled his fantasies when they had sex or when she masturbated him and sucked his cock and his fantasies became evermore detailed.
Several weeks later Janice was giving Barry a blow job. She enjoyed sucking his cock and was good at it. Barry imagined his wife being fucked by Smithson in great detail. He was so aroused and absorbed in his fantasy that he suddenly blurted, "Oh Janice, I wanted you to say yes," and exploded down her throat.
"What!" she exclaimed after swallowing the last of his semen.
"I can't help it, ever since you told me I have thought of nothing else. I want you to go with him and when you get home I want to eat your pussy then fuck you."
"You can't be serious. You want me to have sex with my boss?"
"I can't get it out of my mind. He's married so has as much...more to lose than you if it became public knowledge. Before we were married you were dating Neil at the same time as me and you told me you enjoyed sex with both of us."
What Barry didn't know was that when she was dating him and seeing Neil, she was also having an affair with an older married man. She had always liked variety and found dating more than one man exciting but now she was married she had committed herself to Barry.
"That's true, but I wasn't married then. Smithson's an attractive man and it wouldn't have been hard to say yes. I even wondered what it would have been like if I had said yes but...no...I don't think I could."
Well just think about it and if the opportunity arises and you want to you will know I want you to also."
The opportunity did arise again six weeks later on Secretary's Day. Like other directors, Smithson took Janice to lunch, "Strictly lunch," he had said, however, the restaurant he chose was some distance from the office. They chatted amiably over their meal when suddenly he asked, "So, are you still happily married?"
After a hesitation that Smithson sensed was too long she replied, "Yes, I am. Thank you."
"I do find you awfully attractive and no one would ever find out if we had a little liaison. I'm sure you wouldn't tell your husband and I certainly would never tell my wife."
Janice smiled to herself...telling her husband was crucial if she accepted his offer. She did find him charming, sexy and interesting and the thought of an amorous adventure held a definite appeal. Her thoughts went back to dating Barry, Neil and her married lover. Sometimes she had sex with all three over a weekend and she felt a rush between her legs.
Smithson pushed, "An older, experienced man can have its advantages." He knows how to please a woman, especially a young woman, like she has never been pleased before." He leaned forward over the table, held her hands in his and whispered, "And between you and me I've been particularly well blessed in an area you might like." He smiled slightly and gently rubbed his thumbs over the back of her hands, hoping he had set the hook firmly into his quarry.
She felt herself blush and her excitement increased, she knew she had made her decision and asked, "No one will ever find out?"
"No one will ever know except you and me, scouts honour."
After a pause she breathed, "Alright."
Smithson hailed a cab that drove them to the Four Seasons and she waited by the elevator while he checked in. Several people entered the elevator and they were separated for the ride up to room1213. Janice stood staring at the lighted floor buttons feeling flushed, nervous, excited and horny. She was interested to see just how blessed Mr Smithson was and the anticipation made her wet. Barry better not change his mind about this she thought.
Once in the room she excused herself to freshen up. Smithson took off his jacket, removed his tie and undid a couple of buttons on his shirt. He pulled back the covers on the bed, drew the curtains then sat on the air conditioning unit next to the window. He rubbed the bulge in his pants and thought of how often he had looked at Janice's lovely ass and legs as she left his office or peeked at her bullet-like nipples pressing against her bra and blouse. Soon he would explore her with his tongue, hands and cock and he realised his heart was racing with excitement.
Janice came out of the bathroom and smiled shyly. He stood and walked to meet her with his arms open and they embraced. She felt his hardness pressing against her stomach as their mouths met and their tongues entwined. It became passionate very quickly as his hands roamed over her neck, back and bottom, squeezing one cheek then the other.
"I've dreamt about this since the first day I saw you," Smithson panted as Janice broke away and knelt in front of him.
She undid his pants and they fell to the floor while Smithson removed his shirt. She sighed as she felt the massive bulge through his underwear then pulled them down and freed his erection. He was certainly right when he said he was well blessed she thought and stared at the long, thick, uncut cock twitching violently inches from her face. She wrapped both hands around it and pulled back the foreskin exposing the massive head. She jerked it back and forth a few times and caressed his balls. Her tongue began flicking and licking tentatively around the huge knob.
"Oh yes, baby, suck it, suck it," Smithson moaned.
Her tongue worked down the shaft and onto his nuts while her fingers fondled his knob. She backed off and looked at the huge, hard cock. It pulsed and veins bulged as blood and excitement surged through it. She opened her mouth and enveloped the head.
"That's it, baby, tease it, use that tongue," panted her boss. Spurred on by his talk she took more and more of the big dick until saliva ran from her mouth and his cock. He lifted her from the floor and she jerked him as they kissed.
"I want to watch you undress," he said as he broke away and he sat in a chair and removed the rest of his clothing. "You're a good dancer so I know you will be able to tease me as you strip."
She looked at he boss, naked in the chair stroking his giant cock and was as horny as he was. Slowly, she began to move her body sensually, her hands gliding over her tits, ass and crotch. She turned, bent over and lifted her skirt. She had removed her pantyhose in the bathroom and Smithson leered at her shapely legs, accentuated by high heels, and pink panties.