Peering into the open door, aware of the men on either side of her and of Sam's eyes on her from the window of the house, Carrie saw immediately that there were four cream colored leather seats in the back of the car, two on each side facing each other. She paused for a moment, confused as to where to sit. The Chairman put his hand on her ass and guided her to the seat facing the rear of the car. She clambered in and almost disappeared into its luxurious comfort.
A moment later, Chairman Jones expertly climbed in after her, seating himself in the larger seat facing forward, directly across from her. He looked up at the driver and they shared a glance of mutual appreciation of the sight of Carrie bending over to get into the car.
"Sir," the driver said, tipping his cap at the chairman. "Ma'am," he said politely and professionally to Carrie, although his eyes lingered on her obviously braless chest before he straightened up to close the door.
"Thank you, Stan," the Chairman said.
"Of course, sir," and then the door was closed, but not before she saw Stan's eyes slide over to the house and a smug look cross his face.
The car was large and luxurious, but even so Carrie and Chairman Jones were mere feet away from one another. Carrie tucked her pretty legs underneath her and took a moment to find a spot for her clutch bag before she had to acknowledge the chairman's very male presence in an intimate space. He was confident and predatory, and Carrie was a bit unnerved despite her excitement and her assurances to her husband that she was perfectly content with her new situation.
"Mrs. Stevenson, you are an astoundingly beautiful woman," the Chairman said as Stan slid into the driver seat and started the car. It started immediately but was so quiet that Carrie could barely notice the change.
"Thank you," she said, returning his gaze with what she hoped was a confident smile. "You are a very handsome man."
Chairman Jones chuckled. "I like that. A little sauciness in one of my working wives adds a certain ... spice to an evening." He took a sip of his drink.
"Do they all drink whiskey?" Carrie thought to herself. "How predictable. I'll bet roses are the flower of choice as well."
But that is not what she said out loud. "Well, that is what I am here for, right? To add a certain ... 'spice' to your evening?" She said with a saucy look.
"Indeed!" Chairman Jones agreed. She flushed as she felt the power of his gaze upon her. His eyes were hungry and she could feel his desire for her. "Under most circumstances, I would say that your husband is a very lucky man," Mr. Jones continued, "but I suppose that he does not feel overly lucky right at this moment ...?"
"No," Carrie agreed. "Sam was having a difficult moment just before ... your driver came and picked me up."
"Ahhhh, very good," Chairman Jones said with a wide and happy smile. "And with reason. Did you and he discuss any details of what may happen tonight?"
Carrie looked evenly at Chairman Jones for a moment and then she gave him a half-smile. "I told Sam that I was going to ask you if I could give you a blowjob on our way to the restaurant," she said.
"An excellent way to start the evening," Mr. Jones agreed, slouching just a little and opening his legs to make himself more easily available to her.
Carrie, reminding herself that this was part of the job, slid down off her seat onto the carpeted floor of the vehicle. She knelt about six inches farther out than would be easy because she knew that it looked nice when she leaned in to suck. The arch of the back, the gapping of the dress to give glimpses of her tits and the effort would all reveal themselves better. It would also, although that perhaps would not benefit the Chairman, pop her ass out in a very pretty way.
She had to grab hold of the door handle as Stan turned smoothly onto the highway on ramp and in only a few moments she was in place and reaching for the Chairman's belt buckle.
"And how did your husband react?" Mr. Jones asked, watching his subordinate's wife undo his slacks and fondle his hardening cock.
She paused for a moment and looked up into the Chairman's face. "I've never seen him so confused. One second he was aroused, the next, his brow was furrowed. He worries about me, and he is anxious about you. We both know that this is a very unusual arrangement and a lot is expected from both of us. We're nervous and excited because we really want to succeed," she replied honestly.
"Yes," the Chairman replied, "but more to the point, how is he holding up at the moment, knowing that he has let his wife go to dinner with me, even though he knows that you are going to be well fucked before her return to him.?"
Carrie paused again for a moment, and then decided that the truth was likely the best option. "He is very anxious, and excited, and feeling guilty about being so turned on," she replied.
"Interesting," the chairman replied thoughtfully as he opened his fly to extract his cock for Sam's wife to suck. "I enjoy a pretty swallow after a blowjob, Mrs. Stevenson."
"Yessir," Carrie said.
As she bent down to cover the head of the chairman's penis with her mouth, she heard the sound of the screen between the passenger and driver's compartments.
Carrie frowned and turned to look back. She saw Stan's eager grin in the rear view mirror and she flushed. She stroked the Chairman's cock as she looked up at him with an unspoken plea in her eyes.
"Stan obviously cannot join in at the moment, so he gets to watch instead," the Chairman explained as he put a hand on the back of her head and pulled her mouth down onto his dick.
Carrie slipped her lips over the head of his cock and began to slurp while stroking his balls with one hand. "Oh, good girl," he murmured.
He became hard quickly. "Oh, Mrs. Stevenson, I am having lunch with your husband tomorrow. I look forward to describing our evening together tomorrow."
"Mmm-hmmm," Carrie gurgled, knowing that Sam would both absolutely love and hate that meeting.
"How much longer until we arrive, Stan?" Carrie heard Mr. Jones call to the driver.
"About 20 minutes, sir," came the voice from the front seat.
"Perfect," the chairman murmured and settled back to enjoy the sensations of the latest pretty little married cocksucker going to work on his dick for the first time.
Despite Carrie's uneasiness about the situation, and concern as to what she was going to have to do for these men, she found herself becoming excited by her submission. She could feel her pussy moistening as she imagined Stan enjoying the view of her ass and the motion of her head as she bobbed for the Chairman's sperm. "I really am suited for this role, I guess," Carrie thought to herself.
He was not particularly large and she was able to go down the entire length of his penis without too much difficulty. She faked a gagging sound which seemed to please him. She slurped her way up to the tip of his cock and tongued the slit at the top, tasting his ejaculate, and then kissed and licked her way down the shaft to his balls.
Looking up at the Chairman as she lathed his balls with her tongue, she saw him with his head back and eyes closed, concentrating on the exquisite pleasure of having a subordinate's wife at his sexual disposal.
Carrie took her time with the blowjob, letting him slowly build his arousal. He enjoyed particularly when she sucked the tip while thumbing the sensitive spot just below the head.
"We are almost there, Mrs. Stevenson," Carrie narrowed her eyes as she heard Stan speaking to her.
"Go around the block, Stan," the Chairman said. "We can go have dinner after Sam's wife finishes the job here."
"Yes sir."
Carrie did not like the way the men were talking about her as though she were not there but she dutifully kept slurping away on the Chairman's hard cock. She knew that he was close because she could taste him when she tongued the slit of his cock.
She felt his hands on the back of her head push her down deeper onto his cock. Carrie heard him grunt and then he jerked his hips to thrust once, twice ... and then he came in her mouth. Carrie gurgled once or twice as he gave her three or four good ropes but she was able to keep sucking him through his orgasm. As she felt his orgasm subside she sucked him gently a few more times, her mouth full of his salty ejaculate. When last aftershocks were complete, she kissed the head of his softening penis and swallowed.
Chairman Jones was sprawled bonelessly in his seat, his pants open and his deflating penis lewdly visible through his opened fly.
The Chairman frowned slightly. "Show me the load I gave you next time, before you swallow," he said.
"Yes sir," Carrie replied, wiping her lips.
Carrie moved back and then up into her seat, checking her hair and makeup in a mirror cleverly hidden in the side of the car. "I wonder if it was intended for women to make sure that they didn't have cum on their face during dinner," she wondered to herself. She looked around at the opulence of the vehicle and at the man before her now struggling to pull himself together. He looked a little bit ... ridiculous right at the moment.
She cracked open a bottle of sparkling water and took a sip to clear the taste of the Chairman from her mouth as he recovered.
A few minutes later the car pulled into the parking lot of the fancy restaurant. Moments later, the well-dressed valet boys were escorting her out of the car and the Chairman lent her his arm. She and the Chairman climbed the plush carpeted steps to the maitre d' who immediately identified Mr. Jones out of the crowd of people. In moments they were seated at the bar as the restaurant got their table ready.
Chairman Jones waited for a moment as the bartender presented Carrie with her glass of white wine and he with another whiskey.
"Sam picked out a beautiful automobile," Mr. Borges said to Carrie with a gentle smile. "The Audi 8 series is a remarkable piece of machinery. Was he pleased with the upgrade?"
"Upgrade?" Carrie asked, her brow furrowed, "what do you mean ... oh, he said something about an S but I didn't really understand what he was talking about."
The chairman gave an easy laugh. "Yes. Sam picked out an A8, a very impressive and beautiful car. We are very much really looking forward to working with your husband ...". The chairman paused to sip his whiskey. "And enjoying his wife," he continued with a salute with his glass and another smile on his face.
Carrie reddened slightly but smiled back. He was charming and handsome.
"And to that end, we upgraded him to a fully equipped S8 and as discussed, Alphia will pick up all the payments for as long as the employment relationship continues."
"Oh thank you," Carrie said, genuinely happy and impressed.
"Of course," The Chairman said smoothly as he watched and enjoyed another young and beautiful junior executive wife begin to slip so cheaply and easily into a long term role of company whore.
