As Herberto tightened his hold around Alexa's waist, her body moved in to meld with his. I could see that he was being turned on by her proximity and that she was not objecting to the placement of his hands, one of which by now was caressing her rear end continuously and the other was rubbing her exposed back. This wasn't just a friendly dance at an office party, what I was seeing was a full-fledged seduction in motion. While the sight of my wife, dressed provocatively in a backless dress, acting so vulnerable in the grasp of another man should have filled me with jealousy and rage, I could only wonder where her wiles were going to get me next to. After all, Herberto was by no means the first person to have gotten so close to her, rather there was a long trail of facilitators who had been part of our lives since our marriage some time ago.
I met Alexa in Islamabad; she was the younger sister of a classmate from the International School. Once I had received my degree abroad and secured a job in the Arabian Gulf, I had shyly asked my family to arrange things. Her brother was my biggest supporter and we were married soon after I had started my career. Her name, not Pakistani by any means, was courtesy of her British mother, who had married a Pakistani diplomat while he was stationed in London. Alexa had displayed great sense of openness, style and gregariousness throughout her life and was one of the most popular of the company wives. It did help greatly that she had inherited much of her mother's looks and since my mom-in-law had been a model for some part of her life both in England and Pakistan, she turned heads with consummate ease given her flair for carrying off sexy clothing without a hitch. Though fluent in the local Pakistani languages, she was more at home thinking like a Westerner and talking in English acquired from her parents or the French she had learned in school. I never knew for sure if she was a virgin when we married, Pakistani custom would have dictated so, but her tightness in the bridal bed and the subsequent ardour in our lovemaking prompted us to never revisit our lives prior to hitching up.
Will
I
"I cannot believe that Ramesh got the Brand Manager position that I had been promised," I was letting everything out.
Alexa had recognized the minute I entered the door that something was amiss.
"How come, you had a lock on that promotion?" she looked puzzled.
"I have no clue, in fact when they called everyone to the conference room today, I was sure it was to announce my new position."
"Let me put you to ease right now," she suggested, sitting me down in an armchair.
Her fingers traced the outline of my zipper and soon my cock was in her hands. Despite the bad news I had received and the dumps I imagined myself in, my manhood was up and ready. Her tongue was teasing the opening and then using the shaft as a highway of sorts. Soon her palm also began to warm the already plumped up skin on my prick. Seconds later, just as she sent my entire rod down to the deepest recesses of her throat, I exploded. Bravely, Alexa kept everything inside, even though she was probably choking on the amount of jism that had gone down into her mouth. Giving the tip a final kiss, she pushed me back and went off to clean her mouth.
"So what do you think happened?" she asked point blank on returning a few moments later, as I was still recovering from the fabulous blow job.
"For all I know he fucked the Marketing Manager, you do know the guy appears to be gay and Ramesh may have just gone along with things to move up."
I did not have a clue but it did feel good to accuse both the boss and Ramesh of indiscretion. Sure Will, the Marketing Manager, was a bit strange and the more likely reason for his picking Ramesh over me was that I was overly aggressive where my colleague was meeker but craftier in gaining management support.
"So you are rolling over and playing dead?"
"What else can I do, the position has already been announced and Ramesh is having a celebration at his place this weekend."
II
Ramesh had a nice spread set up around the pool area of his apartment complex. Quite a few of the other office mates stayed in the same vicinity so it was a fairly cozy arrangement and most people did know each other.
It was unseasonably cold for a swim, so Alexa was not in a swimsuit but rather in a short skirt that, along with her heels, showed off her legs to great advantage.
Ramesh was happy as could be, given the out of turn promotion, but Will appeared to be anticipating something and kept trying to have a personal word with the host. At some point, they both seemed to be missing from the gathering.
With food served and small talk continuing, Alexa sided up to me wondering where the restroom was located, but a glint in her eye was confusing me. Pulling my hand and without a thought she walked upstairs into Ramesh's apartment.
"Hey, should we not knock?" I protested, but shut up on seeing her raising a finger to her lips.
Just then, strange sounds from inside one of the rooms caught our attention. She stopped dead in her tracks when, instead of being in the bathroom, she found herself in a bedroom where Ramesh was bent over a dresser naked and Will was pummelling the proffered ass with his condom covered dick.
"So that's how my husband got screwed over?" she matter of factly stated, quickly clicking a picture with the mobile phone that she had somehow retrieved.
Both Ramesh and Will were horrified and sought to cover up. She stopped them, however, with a terse shout.
"Stay right there you two and let's see how we can fix things," she barked at them.
Still unnaturally joined, they complied with her order.
"Imtiaz, would you please take a look at this, let me have your mobile phone, and then give us some time in private."
She took the phone from me at the door, handing me her own with the incriminating picture, and directed me out of the apartment. I wondered what was going on, but decided she was going to surprise me later. The information that my brain was processing was already overloading my circuitry.
III
Ramesh came out after about twenty minutes and seemed to vanish from the party, not even bothering to bid some departing guests adieu. Thirty minutes later, Will walked out looking confused. He also disappeared within no time. Alexa finally showed at the door a bit after that and motioned for me to step in.
"What's going on?" I was not sure what she had been up to.
"Congratulations, you are pretty certain to be promoted as Ramesh has resigned," Alexa smiled and gave me the latest news.
"How come?" I was perplexed
She played a video on the mobile phone and I was not surprised to see Ramesh getting fucked by Will in the ass. Ramesh then bent down in front of a seated Will over and sucked his dick. Finally, Ramesh turned Will over and fucked his ass. While Will had done Ramesh with a condom on, Alexa had Ramesh violate his boss without a sheath, coming profusely in his rear. Even worse, Ramesh was made to suck Will's dick still enmeshed in the plastic which was now dirtied by having been up his own ass, then removing it, licking Will's cock and disposing off the sheath. Throughout the video, her directions to the two performers were fairly audible and humiliating.
"I had a feeling about things as they were acting somewhat lovey dovey at the party and when they left together and went up, I was certain something was going to happen," she explained.
"It took just a few minutes from where I discovered them, to these acts being provided as security for us," she was smiling.
"Best of all I humiliated Will by letting him get to the point of ejaculation and stopping without release to emphasize how much power I now held.
"And on the other hand I forced Ramesh come in Will's ass to complete his soiling," she added.
"Why did they not try to prevent you from taping them?"
"Both are essentially cowards and in any case if I started yelling rape, the local authorities here would throw them in jail without any questions asked. Besides, you also had my mobile with the first shot, and they figured it would be common knowledge downstairs in a few moments should they not comply. Also you do know that I can be pretty insistent if I want something done my way!"
"Will confessed that Ramesh had been his fuck buddy for some time, and had been recommended wrongly for such favours rather than competence," she let me know.
"But the video shows Ramesh fucking Will in the ass also; you said Will was the dominant partner?"
"I figured that would be poetic justice for what they had done and also show them in a poorer light in this environment, where fucking another male in the ass is relatively acceptable behaviour for dominant males, but receiving it is really bad."
"So what is happening now?"
"I have given Will 24 hours to convince management to promote you, and for Ramesh to resign for personal reasons. If they do not, this performance will be placed in the public domain."
"But you took a while appearing after Ramesh left, why did it take that long?"
"Now, now, dear, Will was convinced that their careers were over, particularly when Ramesh took a sheet of paper from the desk and wrote out his resignation. I had to give him some hope of staying around and helping you get further ahead. It would not be of any value to you at all if both left the company at the same time; rather many questions would be asked."
"How did you do that?"
"He was distraught at being caught and worried about his future. I knew he had not fully been relieved by Ramesh, so I decided to give him an incentive to cement the deal," was her direct reply.
"So what did you do?"
"Will was crying from the humiliation, and from having Ramesh do him, and in his nudity looked very vulnerable. I grabbed him from behind, resting myself on his back as my hands went around, held his cock and jacked him off. He was really surprised by this and the fact that I had partly lowered the skirt and rubbed my boobs on his skin. For all I know, I may have cured his gayness, since his dick shot to attention in no time at all! I am sure he liked what I was doing, as he tried to turn around, grab and maybe fuck me but I did not let things go that far," Alexa continued.
"We talked some more after he cleaned up. As I explained how things would progress, I held Will in my arms and, other than kiss me on the mouth or touch my pussy, I let him pretty much feel me up. Now he will keep supporting you forever waiting for another tryst with me, which may never come, and also be worried about the video becoming public."
