"You really want that again?" Alexis questioned as she caught her breath after another round of sex.
"You know I do," I replied, thinking about how incredibly arousing our Vegas trip was when my wife had her first extramarital sexual encounter with my own boss.
"I'm not sure it's a good idea," my wife sighed as we held each other. A sideways smile appeared on her lips. "You know how much I loved his black cock inside me. I might just get addicted. And your little penis won't be enough for me anymore."
Her teasing had become a regular item on our sexual menu in recent weeks after we both realized how sexually charged it made both of us. And Ben, my boss, had become the focus of most of our bedroom conversations since he deflowered our marriage. We'd spent the last few weeks in a constant state of reconnection sex and felt like teenagers again.
"That's exactly what I want," I told her honestly.
**************
"Brian, can I see you in my office?" Ben Watts asked when I picked up my desk phone.
I wondered what he wanted to talk to me about. I was hoping he'd want to talk about my wife. He'd made small talk in recent weeks about her, complimenting me for having such a sexually charged and beautiful wife. He told me that Alexis was one of a kind, and that he thoroughly enjoyed her.
I never knew that my fantasy would excite me so much. Seeing my boss at work only made the fantasy that much stronger. The mid-forties black man always had a strong presence about him. He was a fair and kind man, but there was never any doubt within our company that he was in charge. His authority over me was only exacerbated now that he'd had my wife. I felt subservient to him, and it excited me.
"Hello mister Walker," Ben's pretty blonde executive assistant, Jenny, smiled as I approached my boss's office. Her captivating green eyes smiled up at me, making me smile back at her. "How can I help you today?"
"Mister Watts called and asked me to come up to see him," I told her.
"Come on in, Brian," Ben said from the door of his office. "Thanks for coming up."
"Close the door," Ben said as I followed him in. "Have a seat."
I've always felt a bit nervous whenever I was being called into the boss's office, having a sense of insecurity as to the nature of the invitation. I had good standing in our company, but I couldn't help but feel the bite of fear, especially when he asked me to sit down.
"I just wanted to tell you that I've seen how well you are doing around here," Ben began. "Our clients are pleased with you, and you've been able to expand our operation substantially."
"Thank you, Mr. Watts," I replied.
"That's why I called you up here," Ben continued. "I'm offering you the Livingston contract."
My heart leapt at his words. Just that contract alone would yield a significant amount of yearly income, nearly doubling my salary.
"I uh, I don't know what to say," I stuttered. "Thank you."
"You've earned it," Ben said, smiling. "Maybe you can take your pretty wife out to celebrate. I'm sure she'll be ecstatic."
Mentioning my wife immediately made my cock pulse to life. I'd seen the picture of Ben's giant cock between my wife's lips, and I still looked back at that picture often to relive that night in Vegas. It had only been a few weeks, but it felt like an eternity since that fateful event.
"How are you two?" Ben asked.
"We're good," I replied. "Outstanding actually."
"That's good to hear," Ben replied. "Opening up a marriage can invoke a lot of emotions. I hope you two are talking about it."
"We are," I replied, thinking about all the talks we'd had since our Vegas trip. "We've talked about it a lot. She enjoyed it very much, but I think it scared her. She's not ready to try it again."
"Are you?" Ben asked.
"I don't understand it, but even though I was an emotional mess, I loved it," I explained. "Is that weird?"
"You saw my wife at the club," Ben grinned. "You aren't the only one who likes the idea of his wife being with other men. Even more than one."
"Do you think she'll want to do it again?" I asked, hoping he could give me some direction to nudge her along.
"Let me see what I can do," Ben said, scratching his chin.
Alexis -
The following Monday morning, Alexis answered the door to a delivery driver holding a box. She signed for the package and closed the door, bringing the box to the kitchen to open it. She didn't have any Amazon orders pending, and she was unsure about its contents. The label had her name on it, so she pulled the tape back to see what was inside.
Inside was a black box wrapped with white lace tied into a bow. She untied the bow and removed the lid. Inside was what looked like a white dress, panties, and a pair of black Loubitin heels along with a card. She opened the card and read what it said. Her heart leapt.
Brian -
Wednesday afternoon I was reviewing some documents at my desk when I looked up and saw my wife striding towards my office looking like someone I didn't know. Her wavy blonde hair was freshly styled, and she was wearing the thinnest white dress I'd ever seen. Her large breasts were clearly outlined, and her cleavage was presented to my viewing pleasure, shaking seductively with every step of her black, red-soled heels. Her dress barely went below her crotch, and it would be difficult for her to bend over without revealing whatever she was wearing under it, if anything. Her heavy make-up along with her outfit made her look like a high end call-girl, not my formerly conservative wife.
"Alexis?" I asked, surprised by her unannounced visit.
"Hi Brian," my wife smiled as she walked into my office, looking down at me. I stood, dumbfounded by her appearance.
"What are you... I mean, you look amazing," I told her. "I've never seen you wear anything like this."
"You like it?" she asked, doing a little pose to show me her dress.
"I love it, but it's a bit um, short," I said, looking at the vast expanse of legs under her skirt and the cleavage hanging over the top.
"Well, I'm not wearing it for you," Alexis teased. "Take me to your boss."
My heart leapt at her words. Seeing her dressed that way was stimulating enough, but knowing she made all that effort for Ben had me instantly hard.
"Why are you here? I uh..." I stammered.
"Just take me to him," she replied. "It's what you want isn't it?"
Realization set in. She really was there to see him and not me. I had to adjust my erection before exiting my office, and my wife smiled as she looked down as I did so.
"Seems like your little weeny likes the idea of taking me to his boss dressed like this," she teased. I felt a familiar lump in my throat.
She grabbed my arm, and we walked out of my office and toward the elevator lobby. Luckily most of the staffers were still out for lunch, and we only saw one of my subordinate employees. His eyes drifted over her body quickly, trying not to be obvious as we made our way to the elevator. I pushed the button and exhaled as the doors closed.
"Did he call you here?" I asked. "And this outfit, where did you..."
"Stop asking questions, Brian," Alexis said, trying to have a firm voice, but her own nervousness betrayed her as she smiled nervously. "You'll find out soon enough."
