Olivia was in the Kitchen when Brian had arrived home. She was preparing a fancy meal. Brian had told her he was inviting a business prospect over, and she wanted to impress him. She had slaved in the kitchen all day, only taking a break to get ready. She was putting the finishing touches on the meal now. She thought to herself how her timing was perfect as Rufus would be here in 10 minutes.
Brian walked into the kitchen and stopped dead in his tracks. He had never seen his 24 year old wife so beautiful. Her raven hair fell in tight ringlets to her shoulders. Her green eyes glimmered in the kitchen light. She had dolled herself up with mascara, purple eye shadow, and what Brian thought of as whore red lipstick.
He had told her to look as nice as she could, because this business prospect was important. He did not expect her to go out and buy a brand-new dress along with getting her hair done. The deep purple dress matched her eye shadow and accentuated her green eyes. But it wasn't the color that shocked Brian, it was the cut of the dress.
Olivia faced Brian in that deep purple dress that was held up by a choker strap that lead into a draped front that fell just below her cleavage, showing off most of her 34b breast. It hugged every curve, from her flat stomach to her wide hips. On each side the fabric split at the hip continuing down each leg were black straps holding the fabric together.
Brian's heart sank when he heard the doorbell. He couldn't let Rufus see his wife like this, he would think she was inviting him to fuck her. She turned back to grab the food, and sure enough it got sexier. Her back was completely bare, and the fabric wrapped around connecting in the back forming a V millimeters above her ass crack.
Brian hesitated as he thought of a way to get out of this dinner. But the door bell rang again. "Honey don't keep him waiting it might cost you the client," Olivia said with a look of concern.
Brian realized it was too late. He headed for the door and opened up for Rufus. Although he put a suit on, he still didn't look quite right, Olivia would never believe he was a prospective client.
Brian led him into the dinning room just as Olivia was coming out of the Kitchen. Rufus Whistled at the sight. He looked Olivia up and down, smacking his lips and licking them. "Damn sweetie, you do make a fine looking dish," Rufus smiled knowing she would think he was talking about the food.
Olivia smiled "Thank you sir. You must be Rufus." Olivia was shocked by his appearance. Not only was he black, but he wasn't very well-kept. She wondered what kind of business he ran, and why he didn't present himself accordingly as a business man.
"You got it correct on the first one sweetie." He walked over to her as she put the duck on the table. "Here, I brought champagne for later." As he handed it to her, he brushed her hand gently.
"Oh thank you, Rufus, I like a good champagne now and again" she walked toward the kitchen. Her bubble butt swaying in the tight fabric.
He watched her the whole way until she turned the corner. "Oh damn you got her all dolled up for me, good boy," spanking Brian's ass.
Brian helped him to his seat the chair in between him and his wife. Brian was not happy that Rufus was here, but what else could he do. Olivia returned with 2 more plates of food, a vegetable and a potato. She leaned over and placed it on the table. Rufus never looked away as her dress hung down giving him a nice long view of her bra less tits.
Rufus smacked his lips again "damn sweetie those look good enough to bite into," smiling at Olivia and her oblivious smile back.
They all sat down to eat, and exchanged small talk. Rufus giving compliments on the food really meant for her sexy body. Brian putting in his input when asked, but mostly stewing over his wife's naiveness.
"So Rufus my husband never told me what your business entails. I'd really like to know." Olivia asked with a questioning smile.
Rufus looked at Brian with a devilish smile. "Oh he hasn't has he?" He pulled out his phone. "Well it might be because he's reluctant to team with me... I am a creator of sex toys."
Brian choked on his food, as his wife's naturally tan body first went white then red from the blushing.
Rufus reached out his hand patted her hand. "Yes sweetie, I found a niche for pleasuring men and women. It's a profitable business, and your husband has got to get in on it."
Olivia stammered and stuttered unable to think of what to say. Rufus started rubbing her hand "it's okay, it shocks most people, especially when I tell them and show them my biggest seller is actually based on my cock." He slowly turned his phone and smiled as Olivia's eyes grew wide at the chocolate dildo staring her in the face.
Olivia peeled her eyes away, and moved her hand. Brian wished he knew what she was thinking, but she clammed up and finished her dinner.
As the talk died down, and the meal was finished Rufus stood up "I think it's time for Champagne and get this business deal done". They decided to leave the table until after Rufus left and all retreated to the living room.
Olivia brought the champagne and filled the 3 glasses. As she down her first glass to settle her nerves, Rufus watched on with a smile.
He couldn't peel his eyes away from the lovely petite wife. He absent-mindedly talked with Brian about his Business not even taking a sip. He looked over the small delicate wife barely standing 5'1, maybe 100lbs soaking wet. But her breast were perky, and her hips and ass the perfect shape.
Olivia was still embarrassed by her reaction to basically seeing Rufus's cock on the phone screen, she just wanted to crawl away and hide. She downed another glass.
As she poured her 3rd glass she felt tingling in her stomach, spreading throughout her body. It spread to her love triangle, and she squeezed her legs together fighting the feeling. She didn't understand, she felt so warm, and horny all of a sudden.
Rufus burst out laughing, he could tell by the signs that the drug was working. "Good girl, you downed those glasses so quick, you helped me out a lot." He looked at Brian and smiled.
Brian went white, he knew it was time. Olivia didn't understand, she had a confused look on her face, and was squeezing her legs together to fight the feeling in her loins. Rufus grew serious all of a sudden. "I bet you really liked that picture of my cock as a dildo huh slut. Is it burned into your mind." He pulled the phone out, and showed her again.
Olivia bit her lip at the sight of the biggest cock she ever seen, but didn't say a word. She was losing control of the fire burning inside of her.
