When I met my wife, 15 years ago, she was the assistant manager for a major, fast food restaurant, with world wide franchises. We had been married slightly less than a year when she was promoted to store manager, while only 24 years old.
About 2 months after Cindy assumed the position of store manager, she came home and told me that she was informed that the for next 2 days her store would be undergoing a regional, corporate, inspection. Everything from cleanliness, to efficiency would be inspected. She also said that she was really concerned because if the store failed it would cause the restaurant to be closed, and she would loose her job. She was doubly concerned because she knew of quite a few major discrepancies in the store, and didn't think that she had time to correct them before the inspection started.
Anyway, the next evening around 6:15 she came home all distraught. Her store was doing very poor on the inspection. In fact, the inspector, Paul, had approached her as she was leaving and told her that he thought the restaurant would probably fail, or come very close to it. She then said that he had invited her to his hotel room at 8:00 that night so that they might be able to "do" something about it.
We both knew what Paul meant. When I asked her what she was going to do, she just said, "what ever it takes." That answer caused me to get an instant hard-on. I then asked her what he looked like. She said that he was around 35, 180 lbs., and about 6' tall with dark hair. "Not too bad looking, actually" she said.
We ate some supper, and around 7:30 Cindy left wearing a pair of tight, black, stretch knit pants, and a white silk top. It was easy to see that she wasn't wearing any underwear, because she had no panty lines, and you could clearly see her brown nipples and areolas through the blouse. It was really sexy the way her tits bounced around under her top. As she was leaving I asked her how she was doing, and she said "fine, just nervous." She then told me not to wait up for her, since she wasn't sure how long she'd be gone.
Now let me describe Cindy. She is 5' 5", 120 lbs, with green eyes and blonde hair down to the middle of her back. She has 34B tits with brown nipples that stick out 1/2 inch when hard and big brown areolas that are the size of silver dollars, or slightly larger. Her ass is a little on the large size, but makes for a great cushion when I fuck her doggy style. She has nice lips that look like they were made for sucking cock, which she is excellent at, by the way. She really looks like your basic "girl-next-door" type, and boy does she love to fuck. In fact, I often have her tell me about all the guys she fucked before we were married. The first time she was fucked was by a pair of twins that she met at a bar while playing in a pool tournament. She said that she was pretty drunk, but enjoyed the attention that they gave her.
Anyway, I went to bed around 11:00 PM, and tossed and turned until about 1:15 am, when she finally got home.
She tried to sneak into the bedroom, but I turned on the bedside lamp, and surprised her. She looked great, her cheeks were still flushed with the "just fucked look", her hair was mussed up, and her lipstick was gone. When I asked her how things had gone, she said a lot better that she had planned. She then said that she wanted to take a shower, but I told her "no, I want to hear all about it first, then I'm going to fuck you." I then took off her clothes to see her body. She had hickeys on her tits, her nipples were still hard, and her pussy hair was matted down with come. I gave her a big kiss, and I swear that I could still taste come on her lips. I then had her lie down on the bed and looked at her pussy. Her cunt lips were all red and puffy, and come was still oozing out of them. Seeing this gave me the biggest hard-on of my life.
I then asked her to tell me all about what had happened, and this is what she told me:
She got to Paul's room around 8:00, like he told her. She was surprised to find that he wasn't alone though. Bob, the other inspector, was also there. She said Bob is around 40 years old, 6' 2", well built, and black. When she asked Paul why Bob was there, he said that he was there to help out with the inspection, since her store was doing so poorly. She was a little taken back because she had never been with a black guy before, but she figured that it was all for the store.