Sandra the VP Has Her First Adventure with Alexandra and Mary Jo
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In this third part, Sandra, the IT Exhibitionist, now a vice president for a hospital system, connects with Alexandra and Mary Jo, characters in the Helping Alexandra series, in which co-workers develop an informal club devoted to stripping, exhibitionism, and, of course, sex play. For further details and background, check out those stories.
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ON THE THIRD weekend of September, the hospital system held its first systemwide gala, the first effort to bring together board members, officers, and major contributors from all the hospitals in the growing network. The idea delighted some, irritated others, but most of them still came to get a preview of the city's new aquarium, where the party was being held.
Sandra was dressed in one of her slinky gowns. She had been on the job for three months and met all the major players, so she figured she could take some risk. She had some sedate gowns, for when she needed to appear modest and well-behaved, as well as a couple of racy outfits, best worn with nothing underneath.
Her slinky gowns showed off her physique with varying degrees of outright exposure. For this night, she chose a backless number that gave enough coverage to her breasts to claim modesty, but not so much as to prevent people's imagination from working overtime.
From her perspective, this was a working gala, where she could reinforce the connections she had made in the previous months, particularly with the people who were uncertain about the merger and her role in it. At dinner, she and Jerry sat at the table hosted by her boss, Charlie, the system senior Vice President who had hired her.
Sandra was glad to have Jerry with her, even though he sometimes felt it was a drag. He could always make her laugh and smile when the business side of things got too much for her. After dinner, they joined in the dancing. In the slow dances, he maneuvered her into corners where he could slide his hand inside the waistband of her gown and onto her bare ass.
During a break in the dancing, Sandra and Jerry went up to the balcony on the second level and looked out at the skyline. "Our new home," she said, as Jerry ran his hand over her bare back. She checked to make sure they were alone and ran her hand along his thigh, bumping up against his cock. After a few minutes, she took his hand and led him along the balcony, till they came to a turn that took them away from the main area and to a secluded corner. She wrapped her arms around him and kissed him deeply, and before long, she slid down to her knees, pulling her gown up so she would not get it dirty. Then she unzipped his pants and soon had his pulsing cock in her hands and mouth.
As she sucked his growing stiffness, he brushed the straps of her gown off her shoulders, then reached down and squeezed her bare tits, tweaking the nipples already hardening in the breeze. Both of them moaned as she stroked the base of his cock with her hand and sucked harder and faster with her tongue and lips.
The view of the skyline off to her left gave her the sense that she was on display in front of the whole city. And the awareness that her ass was pressed against a part of the glass structure of the aquarium aroused her even more, as the noises of the gala below and behind her led her to wonder whether anybody looking up, like her boss Charlie or the system president, would see her naked back and bare ass. These thoughts drove her arousal and, before long, she sensed Jerry tightening his hold on her head, a clear sign that he was about to cum.
She grabbed his ass and tightened her lips around him as the first shot of cum went down her throat. She gagged and coughed, but struggled to keep her mouth closed, since she did not want cum staining her gown. Some leaked out, as his load was just too much for her, but she managed to keep it on her tits and chest, while she swallowed the rest.
When she had sucked the last drops out of his cock, he helped her stand. "Now that's a gala celebration," she giggled as she scooped cum off her little tits with her fingers and licked them clean. "Do you have a handkerchief?" she whispered. She took it to clean the rest of herself off, then pulled the straps of her gown up to put herself back in order. They checked each other out, then held hands and strolled back to the main part of the balcony, where two other couples were leaning. They nodded to them and leaned on the balcony to give themselves a little more time to recover.
After the other couples had left, Sandra pointed to a couple of women on the lower area. "What do you think of those two women down there?" she asked Jerry.
"I think the one in that short backless number is really hot," he said, earning himself a mock slap on the wrist. "Plus, she looks to be in great shape."
"She does look in great shape. Her name's Alexandra, I met her during my first few weeks in this guy Fred's office when I visited Corporate Communications. I don't know the other woman, but don't you think they seem pretty close, comfortable with each other?"
Jerry looked and tried to see what she was talking about, but he finally said, "I'm having a hard time seeing much past my cock in your mouth. Sorry I can't help." Sandra laughed and took his arm, to head back inside.
As the party started breaking up, Sandra headed toward Alexandra, whose short backless dress gently molded her well-toned body.
"Alexandra, right?" Sandra stuck her hand out. "Sandra Phillips. We met in Fred's office."
"I remember," Alexandra said, shaking her hand. "Nice to see you again. This is Mary Jo Watkins, director of medical staff services."
"They got you two working the party?" Sandra asked as she shook hands with Mary Jo.
"They recruited a bunch of us to help out in undefined ways," Alexandra said.
"Sort of useful appendages," Mary Jo added with a smirk, "but at least we could dress up and get a free meal."
Sandra laughed. "Medical staff services, I think I'm meeting with a group of your colleagues next week."
Mary Jo nodded. "Yup, me, too."
"Anything I need to know ahead of time? Would it be worth a phone call?"
After Mary Jo agreed to call her in a day or so, Sandra turned to Alexandra. "Have you seen Fred? I thought he would be here."
"I guess word hasn't got around. There's a regulatory crisis with the lab at the Charles County hospital. The local PR director quit and the department unraveled. Lynn sent Fred down as acting director to try to hold things together till they can sort the whole mess out."
Sandra was taken aback. "That sort of throws my plans out of whack."
"I think he'll be back occasionally. He does have system responsibilities."
"Are you going to join him down there?"
"Oh, we don't work together. I mean, we're in the same department, but different sections."
"Oh, I thought you were.... never mind, I've met so many people... On a totally unrelated topic, do you work out? I don't mean to be rude, but I've been looking for a gym and not really sure where to start."
"I go to this small place called Jewel's Gym," Alexandra told her. "It's run by a couple of women, and most of the people working out are women. The few men who stick around really want to do the work. The ones who come to look give up pretty quickly. I'm going there Wednesday evening. Want to join me?"
They agreed on a time, and Sandra and Jerry headed home.
In bed that night, as they were winding down from the party, Sandra said again, "There's something about those two women. I can't put my finger on it. Even as we talked about the gym, there was a sly glance between them. Strange." Jerry pulled her closer against his bare body and mumbled, "Go to sleep, love. Maybe it will come to you in the morning." His breathing grew heavy and rhythmic. She pulled his arms closer and smiled listening to him, still wondering about the two women as she drifted off as well.
THE NEXT WEDNESDAY after work, they met at Jewel's Gym, where Alexandra introduced her to the owners, Jewel and Gina, and showed her around. Gina accompanied them and answered Sandra's questions.
"Some people have called it a boutique gym, and I suppose you could call it that. We just wanted to make it a place where we would like to work out, and apparently a fair number of other women liked the idea."
At Gina's suggestion, Sandra came back the following Saturday for an orientation. Alexandra was there for her own workout and, afterwards, they went for a jog on a trail near the gym. Alexandra took the lead, and Sandra kept pace with her, occasionally a bit winded for not having jogged for a few months.
"Do these side paths go anywhere?" Sandra asked as they passed the third or fourth one.
"Some of them make little loops, some just meander to a dead end. I've tried a few of them. They're a nice getaway if you want some time alone."
They turned off and followed one of them for a bit. The terrain was a little rougher, less traveled than the main path and more heavily wooded. "This one winds through the woods for maybe a quarter of a mile," Alexandra said. "I've gone here a few times, and I don't think I've ever seen anybody else."
