My husband, Tom, is a corporate attorney and I'm still in law school planning on representing women in criminal cases. He's very good at his job and signs additional corporations in contracts to represent them in their legal issues and working contracts. He studies corporate needs and how to be the most effective with their administrators to be awarded these contracts.
"Suzie, do you want to come to Wichita with me and help me work on getting this contract from an aircraft manufacturer?"
"Wichita! Like in Kansas? What's in Wichita besides cows? What can I do there while you're busy?"
"They're sending a corporate jet to pick us up on Friday and agreed to meet and negotiate on Saturday, and then fly us back on Sunday."
I thought for a moment and then responded, "A corporate jet sounds fun. I suppose that I can find something to do while you're busy in meetings."
Tom smiled and began to explain, "I think that you may be crucial in our negotiations by what I've heard about their CEO and his board of directors."
"I don't really have any experience in corporate law other than my general studies, so I'm not sure how much help I'd be? I'll do what I can, but am afraid that I may be of little help."
Tom's smile increased as he began to fidget in his seat and then looked up at me, "Have you heard the saying that it's not what you know, but who you Blow!"
I smiled back as my pussy began to tingle with random images of what I may expect, "You really think that they are that way? Their board of professional executives would award a contract based on sexual favors?"
"I know so, and even though their CEO is in his seventies, he has based many of his corporate recommendations to his board based on favors that he has received from the wives of his executives saying that anyone can do the job if they're taught correctly how."
I looked directly into Tom's eyes as I responded, "So you want to whore me out to a dirty old man to get what you want?
"Well, yeah! But, he and his board of directors don't risk going out with just any whore. They are all married and respected in their fields and the women that they choose to play with must be able to present themselves and appear respectable in public until they want her to be their whore! But, I'm sure that you'll Blow them away!"
I could now feel my stiffening nipples pressing against the smooth fabric of my top and my pussy moistening my panties as I was realizing that it would be a group of executive men, not just some perverted old man!"
I stood up and walked over to stand in front of Tom, put my hand on the back of his head, and pull it towards me as I lifted the front of my skirt to hold his face tight against my mound. I moved my foot to the side to spread my legs apart enough for Tom to begin licking the moist spot between my legs. "Will they do this to me?"
Only a muffled noise came from Tom beneath my skirt as my engorged pussy wasn't going to let loose of his face. "All of them, or just one or two?"
Another muffled noise came from beneath my skirt. He had pulled my panties to the side and was sucking hard on my clit as I began pulling on my nipple with one hand as the other was still on the back of his head holding his mouth tightly to me as I humped his face.
Tom began finger fucking me as he licked and sucked me until I came on his tongue and then I grabbed his hair to pull him back from under my skirt knocking him,with his chair, back onto the floor where I crawled up, undid his belt and pulled his pants down to free his hard dick. I straddled him roughly plopping my horny cunt down over his hard shaft in one deep stretching movement.
I gasped and groaned out as his hardness filled me and began humping him hard and fast as I continued to imagine the possibilities. I leaned down to kiss him deeply until he began grunting and filling his warm sperm deep inside my hungry pussy.
"I'll make sure I'm packed by Friday then," I announced as I stood over him while his cum dribbled out of me landing on his stomach. I went to shower to get ready for my class and begin thinking of what I needed to go buy to wear.
We boarded the corporate jet for Wichita and I blew Tom as soon as we were above the clouds, licking my lips clean as the pilots were glancing back at us. I bent over from my waist to get a soda out of the small fridge making sure that they would get a clear view of my moist panties.
A limo met us at the airport and dropped us off at the hotel where we were led to one of the suites on the top floor. We rested and cleaned up before the phone rang asking Tom if we needed anything. The girl on the phone was an event planner for the manufacturing corporation and she said that she'd meet us downstair in the restaurant for dinner.
We were led to a table where we met Shelly, a cute small brunette who had a nice well kept figure and was all cheerful and flirty as we talked about the next day's plans. I was glad that I was there to somber some of Tom's drool!
We went to a club where Shelly and I did most of the dancing with each other as Tom watched. But as the drinks flowed, a few other guys took us out onto the dance floor and I looked over to see Tom enjoying the sight of both of us girls getting indiscreetly felt up while we laughed it off.
They had a meet and greet planned at their corporate office Saturday afternoon where we would meet the board members as well as the other company executives and a few of their wives. Then Shelly told us that we had a dinner reservation at a private club with the entire group before meeting separately to talk.
She explained that the CEO's wife wanted to talk privately with Tom so she would know who he was getting into business with and that her husband would entertain me showing me some of the local sites. Tom looked at me rolling his eyes as I laughed thinking, who's going to be the whore now!
I wore a black draped chiffon evening dress with a wrap to the elegant dinner. It was a sleeveless lightly beaded glitter long dress with spaghetti straps and a sexy high leg slit up the side. The back was open to my lower back where the thin transparent chiffon material continued down to my bottom. Everyone was so polite and nice to us with some cheerful greetings and small talk. The wine flowed freely with never a completely empty glass and the executive wives seemed to know everyone and seemed so sophisticated, not what I was expecting from Tom's initial assessment.
The older men did flirt with most of the wives, but it seemed to be a normal thing for them like with long known friends. The wives were graceful in the way they handled any advances remaining cheerful and polite.
Mrs CEO was an elderly lady, a little overweight, that obviously demanded respect and who the other wives seemed to avoid. But, when trapped they smiled and chatted gracefully with her obviously knowing that she was the Queen Bee.
Tom was his normal charming self with her as she appeared intent on continuing her conversations with him. The other wives left him alone while he talked with her knowing to not interrupt the Queen Bee when she was on the prowl!
I was careful to act as the other wives did when the husbands discretely hit on me and I smiled back ignoring when their hands on the small of my back would drop to pat my bottom when no one else was looking.
The CEO was a short stalky guy just a little taller than me with a bald top and short hair along the sides of his head. He was the least discrete of all of the husbands and he liked to stand close to my side just behind me with his face close to my head like he was smelling my hair!
He was kind of creepy, but nice and talked polite. Since he was my main target for the night, I pulled off my chiffon wrap and draped it across the back of a chair revealing my open back that left no imagination all the way down to my bottom. As it got later, people started to leave and sometimes, just the wives until there were only three other wives there besides myself.
The CEO decided that it was time to go to the club they had arranged for a private party. Tom and I rode with the old man and his wife in their limo.
The old man held his wife's hand helping her get in first and then with an arm around my bare back, helped me get in as I felt his hand slide down across my bottom while I bent over climbing in knowing that Tom could easily see the old man's advancement. He must be proud, I thought to myself as I sat in one of the rear facing seats across from where the old man would be sitting, my leg slit falling open to reveal most of my leg.
Tom sat next to me separated by the entertainment bar between us and the old man got in last. His eyes were glued to my bare leg as the limo pulled away and we began to chat.
We were in a roped off section of the club with stuffed chairs and couches around small tables and not as crowded as the rest of the place.
Only two of the remaining three wives showed up at the club leaving the three of us girls to dance with the 17 or 18 remaining executive men. Many of those guys were really old, like the CEO, and just like to sit talking and drinking as they watched us bouncing and wiggling on the dance floor.
Everyone left their discrete manner back at the office and when any of the three of us came back off of the dance floor, it was a given, that we were going to be sitting on someone's lap. I noticed Tom watching me as I leaned back on these different men while on their laps their bulges beneath me assuring me that they had noticed my bare leg extending from the leg slit.