The day had arrived. It was my wife Michelle, company AGM. The actual meeting was on Saturday afternoon followed by a lavish dinner and dance in the evening. We had been looking forward to it for some time. However, with COVID the company had seen a serious downturn in profits and so my wife, along with all employees, received notification that the event was going to be for staff only with no partners invited. We were gutted.
Michelle said it didn't matter, she wouldn't go either. However, the notification said all executive managers were expected to be there. I said it was OK and she should go. After all, it had been a difficult year and she had worked hard so deserved the night out. This was a week ago.
We had booked into the hotel where the event was happening so I would just watch some TV or go to the sports bar until Michelle came back
As the night grew closer I began to get a little uptight. A little jealous. A little envious and a little worried.
Having received the 'green light' Michelle had carried on as normal leading up to these events. We had gone out shopping for an outfit for her. She liked me along for my opinion.
Michelle stood 5ft 4in in her stocking feet. She was trim with ample breasts. She had dark hair and green eyes. She looked after herself and looked 5 years younger than her 42 years. Being an exec manager she had to look good and so was always dressed well at work and I had seen the admiring looks her male and female colleagues gave her when we had attended social functions. This made me proud
We had spent the previous Saturday walking the Mall going into various boutiques and choosing her clothes. She had settled on a knee-length leather pencil skirt, pink blouse, and fitted jacket for the AGM, complimented by very sheer black seamed stockings and 5-inch black stilettos. She was used to heels so these were no problem for her.
For the evening she had chosen a tight-fitting sleeveless red dress that came to just above the knee. It had a low back and low neckline. There was no chance her boobs would fall out but you could definitely see a cleavage. Michelle could see the look change from adoration to hesitation when she had come out of the changing room to show me. She kissed me and said to stop being a fool. Didn't I want her to look nice? She got some red stilettos with thin 5-inch chrome heels to complete the ensemble with a black lace wrap
My credit card had taken a hit but hey, it was once a year.
I didn't say anything as today grew closer. I had been busy at work and had kept trying to put today out of my mind.
Michelle had got up early and gone off to the hairdressers. I did some chores waiting to see how more gorgeous she was going to look. I was mowing the lawn when she arrived home and I nearly ran over the flowerbed when she got out of the car. Even in trackie pants and top, she was drop-dead gorgeous. Her hair was now short. Shorter than I had seen for a long time but styled beautifully. It was also jet black. She had had a spray tan and her nails were now like talons and fire red.
"I take it by your jaw on the ground and the drool you like it," Michelle said laughing
I just uttered "Fuck"
We went inside and my jealousy came to a head.
"Why have you had so much done," I said "You looked fantastic anyway. Why the new look?"
Michelle gave me a stare and just said "I fancied a change".
"Don't you like it?"
"Yes" I replied "But I really would want to be by your side when you go out looking like that"
"Why's that?" Michelle asked
"Because you look so sexy and fuckable" I said. "I want to be around you, not other people"
"By other people you mean men!" Michelle said her stare becoming a little intense.
I could see she was angry and lighting up a smoke confirmed it. She only smokes when she is angry or for my pleasure when we make love.... and it wasn't the latter!
"I offered to stay home but you said you wanted me to go. Now you're acting like a jealous fool. I want to look my best and I feel good". She said as she took a drag.
"So what were you expecting me to do? Wear a tracksuit, sit in the corner with my drink and not talk to anyone with a cock!" Her voice became raised.
"What do you thinks going to happen?"
"Do you think I'm going to be giving head jobs all night and then fuck a couple of them for good measure"
The tirade continued
"Well, I'm telling you now! I am going. I am going to be dressed up. I don't intend sucking any cocks or fucking anyone but I AM going to have fun."
"I will drink. I will dance. And if any of the men flirt with me who knows? I will enjoy it"
"And when it's over I will come home to my pathetic jealous husband and tell him all about it"
With that, she stubbed out her smoke and stormed upstairs to get ready
I was left trembling and humiliated. I could feel tears welling up and dread in the pit of my stomach.
I finished up the chores and went upstairs to apologise and see if Michelle had calmed down. We had half an hour before we had to leave. I was hoping she still wanted me to come to the hotel.
When I got upstairs she was in the bedroom walking around in her underwear finishing off everything.
"I'm sorry," I said
She looked up and half smiled.
"I'm sorry too Darling. I shouldn't have called you pathetic. You're not pathetic but you get so jealous. It almost makes me want to do something to teach you a lesson"
"You're so sexy and attractive isn't it any wonder I get jealous," I said
"Thank you Darling" she cooed.
"Now take the bags down to the car while I finish my lippy and we can go"
We were running a little late so Michelle was dressed for the AGM and would go straight in whilst I checked us in.
As I finished the bags she came down the stairs her heels clicking, announcing her arrival. She looked stunning. She had put red lippy on to match her nails and her perfume almost made me sway as she walked past blowing me a kiss as she went to the car.
The drive to the venue was uneventful. I asked her if certain guys were going to be there as I had met some of her colleagues before.
Each time she said. "Yes" and gave my cock a squeeze.
By the time we arrived, I was rock hard. The doorman opened Michelle's door and she stepped out. I got out and gave the keys to the bell boy. I turned to my wife for a kiss goodbye. She just gave me a light peck saying she didn't want to smudge her lippy and gave my now rock-hard cock a firm squeeze which made the bell boy grin.
"Be good Darling I'll be up in a couple of hours. Text me the room number".
With that, she walked towards the conference center, her seams dead straight and her bum swaying nicely encased in the leather skirt. She met a man at the entrance and shook hands followed by a peck on the cheek. They exchanged a few words and he laughed looking over at me. Michelle walked in with him. She didn't look back.
Due to a mix-up in our reservation and because Michelle's company were a good client we got upgraded to a 2-bedroom suite. I hung up Michelle's dress and then got the TV working and checked out the minibar. I text the room number to Michelle - 3824 and settled back to watch a movie.
After about an hour I got a text from Michelle with a picture of a lipstick kiss on a napkin with the words - 'later on your cock'. I grinned and gently stroked my cock through my jeans in anticipation.
The dinner was supposed to start at 7 pm. By 6 pm Michelle still hadn't got to the room and I was a little worried. I risked a call and when she answered I could hear a muffled man's voice and what I thought was Michelle saying "Behave". She sounded slightly breathless but said the AGM had gone on longer than expected and she would be up shortly.
About 10 mins later she walked in. She looked slightly disheveled and flustered but everything seemed in the right place. As I went to kiss her she gently pushed me away saying she had to pee and jump in the shower as dinner time was fast approaching.
When she came out of the bathroom she had redone her makeup and hair. She kissed me and said she was sorry it was such a rush but she would make it up to me later. She slipped into her new dress and sat at the dresser to put on her lipstick. I said to her it was so arousing watching her do this knowing it was for someone else's benefit.
She looked at me in the mirror with a look in her eye I had not seen before. She took ages getting the application perfect as our eyes kept meeting.
Michelle spoke softly as she said " I can't kiss you now Darling, they are for someone else"
Her eyes dropped to my cock and she could see it was hard
"You don't mind do you?"
"I'll be yours later"
I managed to utter " Stop taunting me"
She said huskily " Who's taunting? I've already sucked Adam off with them. I just finished when you called"
You could have heard a pin drop. My heart was beating so hard that I thought I would have a heart attack.
Michelle broke the silence laughing as she said "Now don't be silly you know I'm only teasing. Fetch me my shoes please Darling"
She stood up and did a twirl. She came to me and put her mouth close. I really can't kiss you Darling but I can do this.
With that, she pulled my cock out and then slowly wanked me. Tickling the head with her nails. Inserting her little fingernail into my cocks eye as she lightly scratches the area around the head.
"Argghhhh" I moaned
With that she gripped the shaft hard and said "Save it for later Darling I'll need it"
She blew me a kiss and walked out leaving me in a mental mess not sure what had or was going to happen.
I calmed down, had a shower, and headed down to the bar. I was there for about an hour or so watching a game on the big screen. A couple of guys walked in and sat nearby. I vaguely recognised them as colleagues of my wife. They didn't know me and I kept watching the game. I couldn't hear exactly what they were saying but I did hear 'red dress', 'no husband', and 'hotwife'. The game had finished and the guys got up and left. I went back to the room with my guts churning again.
I decided to go and see if I could talk my way into the dance. Once the meal is over the security can be a little relaxed. Not this time. The guys there were big, broad, and weren't going to let anyone in without a pass. As the door kept opening I caught sight of Michelle on the dance floor with a few guys around her. The music slowed and I saw one move in and grab her. I froze as her arms went around his neck and she moved close. A few minutes passed and when the door opened again I could see they had moved to the back of the floor and he was kissing her neck. At the next glimpse, they were kissing!
I pleaded with the guards to let me in to see my wife, offering them money, but they refused. They said to call her to come out to me
My last glimpse was of Michelle and this guy walking off the dance floor holding hands.
I called her three times but it rang out to message bank.
I went back to the room and hit the minibar hard. I fell asleep. I was woken by my phone ringing. It was Michelle at 1.05 AM.
"Hi Darling," she said
"Hi" I replied
"Sorry I missed your calls. Is there a problem?"
