I am Derek Samuels and I am a stockbroker with a prestigious firm out of New York and assigned the Phoenix Arizona area.
My wife Jill and I moved her almost one year ago and I have been working my ass off trying to get the office in Phoenix up and running. I have been trying to land that one big client that would put us on the map and get us rolling.
Unfortunately, I have been unable to land the big client and my company is putting pressure on me to get the office profitable or they will replace me.
Jill and I have become accustomed now to nice things like a big house and nice cars. We also like living in the Southwest and the warm climate.
I had to land that big client and do it quickly or we would lose everything we had come so accustomed to.
I have always been up front with Jill so she knew our predicament, and what had to happen very quickly.
I had been trying to land this one big client now for nearly two months when Jill had an idea.
"Invite him over to the house for lunch and drinks one day. Let him see what you are all about and maybe that will help." She said.
"That is a good idea. I mean it cannot hurt. Right?" I replied.
"It can't hurt." She shrugged.
Jill and I have been married for five years and she is the love of my life and she is drop dead gorgeous. She is a brunette that stands five foot seven inches tall. She has firm, full thirty-six C breasts. Her body is tight and firm with a cute little ass that always makes my dick hard. Her legs are long and muscular but a feminine muscular that is super sexy.
Jill and I have always loved showing her off. We will go to the mall or to the grocery store with her wearing short shorts or skirts and very tight t-shirts that accentuate her breasts.
I knew in the back of my mind that she was planning to do a little showing off for the client during our lunch but needed the business to keep my job so thought what the hell. It is nothing that we have not already done.
"I will call him tomorrow and invite him over on Saturday." I replied.
"Sounds good. I will fix a light lunch and you guys can sit out by the pool, have a few drinks and some lunch while you talk." She replied.
The next day I called Sam and invited him. He accepted the invitation and said, "It sounds like a relaxing afternoon."
Saturday morning came around and Jill was up early. I walked into the kitchen and she was busy making little sandwiches for our lunch guest.
"Good morning sweetheart!" she said smiling at me.
Groggily I replied, "Good morning."
I walked to her, kissed her, and then headed for the coffee pot. I poured a cup and sat down at the table to watch her scurrying around the kitchen.
"What's this client's name?"
"Richard Parsons." I replied.
"How old is he?"
"Oh, I would guess about forty to forty five." I again answered yawning.
"Is he a good looking guy?"
"Yah, I guess you could say that." Taking another sip from my cup.
"Is he married?"
"No. Why so many questions?" I asked.
"Just want a little background before he gets here." She shrugged.
"He was married but is now divorced." I said.
"Any kids?"
"He has two both girls and one is in college and the other lives here in Phoenix." I answered.
"What time is it?" I asked her.
"About ten." She replied
"Shit, I better get ready he will be here in an hour." I said as I headed for the bathroom to shower.
When I got out of the shower I walked into the bedroom and Jill was there dressed. She had on a pair of short cutoff jeans with a pair of high-heeled sandals and a blouse that she had tied off at the waist. It never mattered what Jill wore because she looked good in everything.
"I have to run into town and get a few things. If he gets here before I get back then the sandwiches are in the fridge and the salad is all tossed and ready." She said as she looked in the mirror putting the finishing touches to her make-up.
"You are not going to be here?" I asked.
"I will be but probably not before he gets here." She replied
She then turned to look at me and asked, "Is that a problem?"
I thought that maybe I was all wrong about her intentions on the day. I was certain she was planning to show off her body to help seal the deal.
I shrugged and replied, "No but I want to be sure he gets to meet you."
"He will. I will be back." She replied.
"Ok." I answered.
She walked to me, kissed me and said, "See you in a little bit."
She then walked out of the bedroom and down the hall. I heard the garage door open and her start her car.
I finished getting ready with about ten minutes to spare. I walked to the kitchen to get couple of glasses of Iced Tea ready and the doorbell rang.
I walked to the door and opened it.
"Hello Richard how are you today?" Holding out my hand to shake his.
"Great and you today?" He asked.
"Also doing great." I replied
"You have a beautiful home Derek." He commented.
"Thank you, we really like it here. Come on in and make yourself at home." I told him.
I turned to walk to the kitchen and Richard followed me.
"I just made a couple of glasses of iced tea would you like one?"
"Sounds good." He replied
"It is a beautiful day and not too hot yet anyway. Would you like to set outside?" I asked.
"Love to. I get tired of being cooped up inside all day." He answered.
I opened the door to the patio and we went outside and sat in the shade in some loungers by the pool.
"Where is your wife?" Richard asked me.
"She had to run into town for awhile. I think she decided to leave us alone so we could talk. But, she did leave us some sandwiches in the fridge for later." I responded.
"I hope she makes it back before I have to leave. I would love to meet her." He said.
"She said she would be but you know how it is when those women get to shopping." I laughed as I said it.
"Oh yes my ex used to love to shop." He smiled back at me.
Richard and I sat and talked a bit more before the talk turned to business. I was pitching him on our services and he was mostly listening. I looked at my watch and it was already twelve thirty.
"I'm starved would you like some of those sandwiches and maybe a cold beer now?" I asked.
"I am sort of hungry, that sounds good. The beer too." He answered.
I got up and went to the kitchen to get the sandwiches and a couple of beers.
We sat eating and talking when someone was coming through the gate to our backyard.
As soon as she appeared she said, "Oh, Mr. Samuels. I am so sorry if I am bothering you. I did not know you had a guest. I am Heather your pool cleaner. I have not met you I guess I always see your wife. "
I was taken off guard as I sat there listening to my wife Jill speaking.
She continued, "I can come back later or on Monday if you like. I was out sick a couple of days and got behind."
"No that is fine." I was playing along.
Jill was still wearing her short cut-offs but now had on just a bikini top that did little to hide her large, full breasts.
"I will be quiet and get done as quickly as possible. I promise." Jill or Heather said.
I looked at Richard who was taking in her body and just stared at her.
Jill began her duties by getting on her knees on the side of the pool and began testing the water. When she bent over to get some water, her breasts were hanging down in her top and it was a very good view between them. Richard and I could see clear through to her firm tight stomach.
Jill kept a very professional attitude during this and did not even look at us.
"Damn, man where did you find a pool service like that? Richard whispered to me.
"I don't know for sure. My wife handles all of that stuff." I whispered in response.
After testing the water Jill stood up, grabbed the skimmer net, and began skimming the top of the pool. She walked all the way around the pool picking out the bugs and little debris.
Richard and I had stopped talking at this point and was just watching Jill strut around the pool.
Once she had finished skimming the pool she looked in our direction and asked, "It is getting hot out here, you guys don't mind if I lose these shorts do you?"
Before I could respond, Richard said, "No not at all."
Jill then reached for the snap on the front of her shorts and undid it. She unzipped them and pulled them down her long legs.
"Holy shit!" Richard whispered.
I could not respond. Jill was wearing a little thong bikini bottom that matched her top.
Her suit was bright yellow, which accentuated her tanned body even more. The bottoms barely covered her pussy and the thin waistband wrapped around her tiny waist until it met in the back to the thin patch of material that disappeared between her golden brown tight little buns. She was still wearing the high-heeled sandals and those made her look even taller and her legs even sexier. She looked like she had just stepped off the cover of a swimsuit magazine.
Richard mumbled to me, "Son of a bitch, she is hot."
I had to agree with him.
Jill then went over to where we keep the hoses to vacuum the pool with and opened the chest and bent over with her ass in our direction.
"Dear Gawd" Richard quietly moaned.
She made a show of it acting as if she could not find everything she needed. She finally stood back up and walked to the pump room and around the corner out of sight.
"Holy shit Derek you did not know this hottie was cleaning your pool?" Richard asked.
"I knew Jill had hired someone to do it but I had no idea what they looked like."
"I have to get her card before she leaves. I need to hire her to take care of my pool." Richard responded.
My mind went Holy Shit how is she going to get out of this one.
Jill then stuck her head around the corner of the pump room and asked, "Mr. Samuels I am sorry to bother you but I need you to look at something. I think you are going to need to get it fixed."
"Excuse me Richard. I guess I better go and look." I said.
"Be sure you are looking at what is broken and not her." He chuckled as he said it.
