Megan and I had been married for just more than five years. She and I had met in college, dated the whole four years and then after graduation, we got married. Megan is a true bombshell. Her body is tight and curvy in all the right places.
One thing about her that drives many men crazy is her breasts. While they are not huge, they are ‘D' cups plus a bit in size. On her toned body they just stick out like two big neon signs. They are firm and have no sag whatsoever.
Our sex life was good, and we had experimented in many ways of having sex. We had even tried anal sex once. She hadn't liked it declaring that it was a bit too painful for her to enjoy it, so we never tried it again.
I had been working for the company for just over two years when my boss Greg called me into his office. I was a bit uncertain what it was about since there had been many layoffs over the last months with the dot-gone crash and all. I had been laid off from my last job due to cuts so this didn't bode well in my mind. When I entered his office, he motioned for me to sit in front of his desk while he finished up a phone call.
I sat there for about four or five minutes getting more and more nervous as to why I was there. Was I about to get the boot? I hoped not, since I had been bringing in more business to the company, and even had saved eight or nine contracts that had almost been lost to the competition.
Greg took quite a while before getting off the phone, then he did some last minute corrections on something on his computer before turning to me.
‘Bill, I suppose you wonder why I called you into my office today?'
‘Yes. I hope it is good news Greg.'
‘Oh I think you will find it to be great news Bill. I have been looking at the work you have been doing and realized that you have actually brought in more than eighteen million in new business since you have started with us. I am also aware of the contracts that you managed to save from our competitors too.' ‘Eighteen million?'
‘Yes, eighteen million and you have saved more than ten million in those contracts you kept in our clients that were about to quit us. You have done very well for us and I wanted you to know that the company plans on rewarding you very soon for that great work. I will be making an announcement at the Christmas party that concerns you. I hope you will be there, and your pretty wife, Megan too.'
‘Well I had planned on coming with Megan so I can say yes, we will be there Greg.'
‘Good! Then next Friday night you will get some great news, trust me on that Bill.'
I was amazed. Greg had always been the playboy type of boss with a very hard edge. While he couldn't promote me or give raises, he could put in a good word. He was in command of his department and everyone knew it too.
There had been some rumors at one time about some of the ways he partied, but I had ignored them. Greg had always been straightforward with me. I had also never seen him do anything to substantiate the rumors anyway.
I went home and decided not to tell Megan the news, thinking that she would be extremely surprised when we both found out together. I was hoping for a raise or a nice bonus for all my hard work. I took Megan out for dinner that night. I also asked her to buy a nice party dress for the Christmas party the next week. It was going to be an important one for both of us.
That night, Megan was really wild in bed, even letting me finger here asshole a bit while I was eating her out. I got brave at one point and let my tongue wander down to where my finger was inside that tight little hole and tongued her there for a bit too. That coupled with the oral pleasure I had been giving her drove her over into orgasm.
I had noticed that she orgasmed rather easily now as compared to when we first married. It seemed that we were getting more in touch with each other in our lovemaking now. All I knew was that I really loved my wife and had no eyes for anyone else. Megan was my whole world as far as I was concerned.
Our sex life picked up noticeably the week before the party. Megan seemed insatiable most of the time. She knew that something was in the wind, but I didn't tell her, wanting her to be surprised. She went out and got a new dress but wouldn't let me see it until the night of the party.
The night of the party she took an unusually long time to get ready. When I saw her in her new dress, I about had a heart attack. It was a black strapless number that looked like her breasts were about to fall out of it at any moment. Especially since she wasn't wearing a bra.
In the back it was open all the way down to where her bottom cheeks began to swell out, matter of fact, you could just see the beginning of her ‘crack'. It was so short, if she bent over at all she would be exposing herself and her panties.
She was wearing thong panties and thigh-high stockings. In her heels she looked so damn sexy and wanton that I almost was afraid to take her outside. I noticed as she walked the hem of her dress would flip out in the rear with each step she took. At one point, as I walked behind her a few steps I could see that thin cloth strip of her thong panties in the crack of her ass flashing as that happened.
I had a hard-on that wouldn't quit by the time we got off the elevator to go inside where the party was going full bore. We were a bit late, but when Megan walked in dressed as she was, every male in the building had eyes only for her. I was proud and a bit intimidated at the same time. She was so perfect looking. I had a hard time believing that she was my wife.
We went over to Greg and he was instantly between us talking and joking. He handed me a drink, and asked Megan what she wanted. Before she could answer, he told her he would get her a special drink that he was sure she would like. All my co-workers came over to introduce themselves to Megan, and some of them blatantly hit on her right in front of me.
‘Hi there sweet thing. Why don't you dump the ol' man and come party with me for a while?'
‘Hey beautiful, I could eat you right up. You are the hottest babe here tonight. How's about spending some time with me?'
It seemed that most of these guys had some kind of comment about her going with them to party. I was a bit jealous, but also proud because the center of all their attention was with me. She would be going home with me too.
Megan was eating up all the attention yet she stayed close to me. We danced to one song before Greg showed with our drinks. He ushered us over to a table and we sat and visited for a while. Men kept coming up and wanting to dance with Megan. I finally told her to go ahead and have some fun. I had never danced too much while she loved to dance.
Greg immediately jumped up and asked Megan for a dance. Megan, after looking at me to be sure it was ok, stood and went off with Greg arm in arm. I watched as they danced and I noticed that Greg would pull her in close from time to time, holding her breasts tightly to his chest.
His hands would be on her back, just where her dress began to show off her ass. I was a little bit uncomfortable with how close he held her, but she looked like she was having so much fun, unlike the other parties we had been to this year.
I was also a bit surprised at how comfortable she seemed in Greg's arms. I was happy that she was having fun and couldn't wait to get her home tonight. I felt that since Greg was a ladies man he probably would try to put some moves on her that would get her hot to trot and I would benefit because of it. Greg was trying to cop a feel as often as he could and succeeding at it too.
I could see Megan was having fun though so I just let it slide. Her smile made her face light up, and I figured that if anyone went too far she would shut them down but quick. I know she had in the past, and I also knew she could handle herself well enough to not piss them off either. Which would be good since she was with my boss at the moment.
At a summer party that had been held at a resort in the mountains, Megan had danced a bit with some of the guys and then she toured the place with Greg, Jim and several of my co-workers. Getting back from that tour she had told me she didn't feel well. I could tell that she didn't feel well, but she just told me that she was probably just tired and would be all right after she rested a bit.
She went to our room (we had booked one at the resort's hotel since we knew we would both be drinking and didn't want to drive home under the influence) and slept for a while before coming back out to join me on the golf course.
That night she had been very hot and we had a nice long sex session. I was surprised since she hadn't felt well earlier, but she brushed that off saying she had gotten a nice rest and felt much better now.
Then at the September party that was in honor of a retiring executive way up the food chain, she had overdone the dancing. She had also gotten drug off on a tour of the complex. When we got home that night, she had crashed in bed after taking a shower. She was so out of it, I didn't bother her for sex even though I had one hell of a raging hardon. I took care of it by myself, something that I hadn't had to do for a long time.
Tonight Megan was in great spirits and having fun dancing. She danced several dances with Greg, and then she was dancing up a storm with a bunch of my co-workers too. I didn't see her for quite a while. I was kept busy having small talk with co-workers and clients who were there.
When she finally showed back up, she looked almost wild. Her hair was askew and I noticed that her nipples were standing out like two little towers. The way that dress hung on her I was certain that they were the only thing holding it up.
She excused herself to go straighten up coming back after a while. Her breath was a bit ragged as she drug me out of my chair to go dance. She also stayed in very close to me, her breasts rubbing my chest as we danced too.
