Saturday evening:
Finally, after an hour of bath time and book reading the children were finally asleep. Sam made a quick call to Gary while Carrie hopped into the shower.
"Hello? You two almost ready?" Gary said as he answered the phone. Sam smiled as he recognized the eagerness in his friend's voice.
"Almost. The kids are finally asleep and Carrie just jumped into the shower. She told me to ask you for an hour, but if you two are in a hurry you can come on by. We can have a drink while Carrie gets dolled up."
"Hah!" Gary replied with a laugh. Sam could hear Karen in the background, asking what Sam was saying. "Carrie needs an hour, but Sam said we could come over for drinks now."
There was a muffled conversation and then Karen had the phone. "Hi Sam. She doesn't need an hour! She is beautiful just the way she is. We will be there in 20 minutes. Tell Carrie to hurry up!" Sam grinned again at Karen's tinkling laugh.
"Excellent!" Sam replied, his tension, excitement and cock rising again. "I'll be ready."
Sam heard Karen's throaty chuckle as she hung up. Sam got the Proseco from the wine cabinet with a lump in his throat and went to tell his wife that she needed to speed things up.
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The four friends sat casually at the bar stools at the counter in the kitchen. "You two sure got thrown into the deep end," Karen said as her husband nodded his agreement. "Part of our job, in addition to satisfying the senior leadership's sexual desires," Karen continued, making a hand motion to include all four of them, "is to keep existing customers happy and to close new business, but I don't think new members have been used for anything but senior executive satisfaction so early in their time in The Arrangement ever before."
She took a sip of her wine. "Lovely! I like this," she said to Sam.
"Thank you, we will send you a case. I have a friend in California who makes it."
Carrie smiled at her husband and put a hand on his thigh. The wine came from one of the many vineyards that Sam's college roommate owned. John had been the instigator of the harem cruise that got them into this lifestyle.
"Part of what tonight is about is to discuss what you can expect during your time as junior executives at Alphia Corporation," Karen said, as she returned to the business at hand. "You already know much of this, given the past weekend, but any of us - meaning any of the junior executives and spouses - may and probably will be called upon to help the company succeed and prosper, and also to ensure that business executives are satisfied and happy. The Arrangement is part of the reason that there is next to no turnover in the top ranks of the company and the productivity at senior level is excellent, best in the industry."
"It is also the reason for the strict no nepotism policy," Gary said. "The intelligentsia in the industry seem to think that Alphia's retention success, senior management stability and profitability are a result, in part, of that policy. Recruiting, and keeping, new blood is essential to any business success, obviously."
"But the real reason, of course, is because senior leadership gets their ashes hauled by anyone in the junior executive position," Karen continued. "The non-nepotism policy is so that none of the more sexually creative senior executives try to hire sons and daughters of their colleagues. Fucking wives of other employees is one thing, it is the glue that keeps things moving, but the system would fall apart if The Arrangement would continue for more than one generation."
"That makes sense," Sam said, as Carrie nodded emphatically, "these sex games between my wife and I are not ever going to be shared with the kids."
"Don't worry," Gary said, "that rule is set in stone."
"Right, but back to business," Karen said. "And from the looks of things," she said, looking Carrie in her skimpy and sexy silk nightie, "you girl - you are ready for business!" Carrie blushed and ducked her head as the other three laughed. Karen patted Carrie's hand on the table.
"And like I was saying, we are often called upon to satisfy a senior executive or board member in any way that he - or she - desires," Karen continued. There was a murmur of understanding as each of them recalled the events of the prior weekend. "It is usually us women," Karen indicated Carrie with a nod of her wineglass, "who are providing the entertainment, the extra oomph in negotiations, the thank you gift, the relaxation for the senior staff ... you get the idea."
"But not always," Gary warned Sam. "You know already some of that when you ... ahhh..." Gary tailed off and the ladies tittered at the discomfiture of the two men.
"When Mr. Borges made me blow you?" Sam offered with a grin, helping his friend out.
Carrie and Karen exchanged a glance and Karen rolled her eyes. "You are nervous to discuss it with him because ... I just don't get it. The Senior Executives get to have their way with us and since every guy's fantasy is two girls ... you saw us. I have already gone down on Carrie, and she has made love to me. We don't have a difficult time talking about it."
"Well, it's not exactly the same!" Sam started to protest.
Carrie snorted indelicately into her wineglass and Sam reddened a bit.
"Bullshit," Karen said. "That is such complete bullshit. One of the reasons we are here is to help explain how things work and what you should expect, and you MUST be able to communicate. There are some complicated social and sexual dynamics at work here and you have to be able to talk."
Karen was worked up.
"Karen honey, you've made your point," Gary said to her gently, touching her arm. "And Sam and I have talked already. We are good. I promise. And he has already blown the Chairman, Brad Simpson and probably ... well, I don't know ... Borges, for certain if I know the man. It is always a challenge for the men at first, but he is doing fine."
Sam blushed and nodded.
"Ok, thank you." Karen took a sip of her wine. "I'm sorry. I just get tired of this false distinction. We four are all corporate whores, bought and paid for. I've eaten a lot of pussy, all the wives do, and the husbands are going to be sucking a lot of dick. That is one of the reasons I pushed for the change in policy with regards to female junior executives. I always try to support women in business, but it is also because you men did not pull your fair share in The Arrangement."
Sam nodded thoughtfully. "It sounds like you are right," he said. "I can't say that I like men nearly as well as women, but it is what I - we," he said, including Gary, "signed up for ... giving blowjobs, and maybe, but I hope not, getting fucked."
There was a momentary pause as Karen and Gary shared a glance, but the moment quickly passed.
"Oh good!" Karen exclaimed. "The other ladies are working on her husbands this weekend, but with you two, and Annette and Patrick, and Emily and George, I think that we are going to be moving this in the right direction."
"All right, fine honey, I am sure you have the majority. We can talk about this later. Tonight is about us and Sam and Carrie," Gary said to his wife to bring her back to the matters at hand.
"Right, back to business," Karen said with a twinkle in her eye. "It is pretty straightforward, really. Sam gets a giant promotion and Carrie and you join forces with the junior executives and spouses and we all give our ALL to Alphia Corporation. Any of us can get called to satisfy a senior executive or to help with a client or customer event. What that means can vary."
"Most of the time when an executive wants relief it is a blowjob in his office. Sometimes, though, it is an evening or even a weekend away," Gary said. "Usually it is just Karen that gets called out, but if it's a weekend I often am asked to join her."
"What does that mean, exactly?" Sam inquired. He was already aware of his obligation to submit to the senior executives. He had sucked four of them off this week. His question was intentionally vague but all in the room knew he was asking about the full extent of male on male sexual contact that might be demanded of him.
Gary and Karen looked at one another to see who was going to try to tackle that question. Karen shook her head with a pitying glance to Sam and Gary took up the question.
"It depends on the senior executive, whether he has brought friends and ... well, senior executives get what they want. Basically, it CAN mean anything."
Sam gulped but Karen ignored his concern and continued. "Other times, when we are called out on client relations events, like when we are sent to seduce a particular negotiator - which was our intended role last weekend - the wives are almost always involved and the husbands are not."
"The junior executive on the client gets to choose which wife to bring along on each project," Gary explained. "It should not come of much of a surprise that we guys like to play with other women, so it is unusual for someone to choose his own wife. It happens sometimes, Patrick does it a lot with Annette because he really enjoys - as he describes it - the 'delicious humiliation' of working a file and pimping his own wife out to close the deal."
"Wow," Sam said, not taking a position on the opportunity but secretly thinking that that might be a lot of fun. Carrie, well attuned to her husband, reached under the table and gave his cock a gentle squeeze to let him know that she also thought that might be fun.
"Steve Borges handles customer relations on all the large accounts," Gary said, unaware of the silent communication between Sam and Carrie. "And because he always enjoys letting us know who is in charge, he contacts the junior executive about to be cuckolded and makes him talk with the executive on the file so that he can help his wife prepare."
