Woring for a Golden Future

WORKING FOR A GOLDEN FUTURE

No graphic sex details in the one, cuckolding though, so be prepared and don't read it if you don't like that.

James loved the feeling of the warm sun on his already tanned body. He took another sip of his drink thinking to himself that life was good, but so much had rested on making the right decisions at the right time.

He was lying on a lounger on the sundeck of a magnificent cruise ship, he and his and his lovely wife were in the second week of their round the world cruise, at the beginning of their joint retirement. They have plenty of money thanks to their joint retirement fund, and in addition to the cruise they have also bought a small, but lovely, villa on Italy's Amalfi coast, where they'll spent the rest of their lives in retirement after their cruise is completed.

James is 65 years old and his gorgeous wife, Natalie, is 59 but looks more like 49. James retired on his 65

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birthday, the date he qualified for his UK state pension, but that is immaterial compared with their huge joint pension pot earned by his wife as P.A. and fuckbuddy to her very wealthy employer, who sadly died on the job at 75, not on the job working but fucking his P.A.

This is the life, hubby congratulates himself. Earned mainly by his wife's ever ready to open legs, during her 15 years as P.A. and bed companion to her boss, Henry Grant, and as the easer of negotiations with many horny captains of industry throughout the world, negotiations eased by the welcome given by her pussy during the more delicate periods of the discussions.

When the opportunity to claim the P.A. position came up, Natalie and James had been married for 12 years and, although happy together, the relationship had become a little mundane and sex, although reasonably frequent, had become a bit vanilla, much to Natalie's disappointment.

At that time, Marcia, the existing P. A. to the billionaire owner of the company where Natalie worked, was retiring after 20 years in the job. Marcia was still a very attractive and sexy woman and had given good service to her boss. She and her husband had amassed a seriously large retirement fund, and were now going to enjoy spending it during their Golden Years.

At that time Henry Grant was 60 years old and in good trim, he was good looking and very active. He'd been divorced for many years, but had enjoyed regular sex with his soon to be ex. P.A. and had other occasional sex partners along the way.

He was now looking for a new P.A. to replace Marcia, and he was looking to find her amongst the women already working for his organisation. He had his eyes on Natalie. She'd shown that she was very competent and well organised, and dealt with crises without panicking. Also, importantly, she was very good looking and had a very good figure, she was sexy and had responded well to his compliments and flirting.

He'd offered Natalie the job and explained all of the conditions that went with it, especially the unusual ones. She hadn't accepted or refused the job, but said that her husband must be included in the decision making process, as some of the conditions of employment would affect him.

Henry had agreed and had invited her and James to his weekend retreat, where they could discuss the matter without interruptions and get to know each other better.

The couple drove to the retreat on the Saturday morning. Natalie had refused to tell James anything about the job, other than the job title and the basic salary of £52k per year. However, she alluded to the fact that there could be substantial monetary fringe benefits, with which they'd be able to start their own retirement fund, if she took the job with its all of its conditions.

When they arrived Henry greeted them warmly, shaking James' hand and kissing Natalie on the lips, which James noted with surprise. Henry showed them around what he called his 'little bungalow' which was a substantial ranch style property in around 20 acres, with a large lake and woodland. He showed them their bedroom suite for the weekend, and introduced them to the housekeeper/cook who'd be catering for them.

After a tour of the outside of the property, they went back indoors for lunch with wine. After lunch Henry asked James to join him in his study to talk about the job that was being offered to Natalie. He told James that he'd already discussed everything with Natalie and that she wanted him to discuss it all with her husband, man to man, just the two of them. He indicated that Natalie had agreed in principle that she wanted the job, and was prepared to accept all of the conditions of employment if her husband would also accept them.

James was intrigued and followed Henry to his study, where a glass of 12 year old Scotch malt whisky was pressed into his hand.

"Well, old chap," said Henry as they sat facing each other in comfortable armchairs, "I need someone of Natalie's capabilities and other attributes, to keep me properly organised and looked after on a day to day basis. I've offered her a basic salary of £52,000 a year, £1000 per week. I have to travel all over the world in the course of my business and I'd often need my P.A. with me to manage my busy schedule. That would mean her being away from home for a few weeks each year. How do you feel about that?"

"Well," said James, "I wouldn't like her to be away for too long at a time. I love her very much and I love having her with me as much as possible, but I guess we could accommodate her business travelling as long as each trip wasn't too long."

Henry topped up James' whisky glass and went on. "Yes, that's good, I'm sure we can sort those things out. The other thing that we need to discuss is that I need my P.A. to be able to take care of my other needs, outside of business, as well. Let me finish explaining what I mean before you interrupt me, please."

"I want Natalie to spend at least one weekend here with me each month. During those weekends she'd be required to act as if she were my own wife, entertaining friends with me, and joining me in visits to shows and social occasions, etc. How would you feel about that?"

"I don't know about that," said James, "We usually have quite a busy social life and that might interfere with it. I'm not sure about her being away without me on a regular basis either. I would have to think about that."

"Ok, we'll come back to that," said Henry. "The next condition is that I will also require her to sleep with me, and have sex with me whenever I want it, or whenever she wants it, as well."

James stood up, spilling his whisky, and went to say something.

"No, please, let me finish before you say anything," said Henry. "When we're away on business trips, I would require her to share my hotel suite and my bed, and attend all social functions as if she were my wife."

Holding his hand up, he again asked James to hear him out before saying anything.

"For the weekends that she spends here and any other days or nights that she and I have sex together in the UK, I will pay £1000 per day bonus into a high interest account, which I will give you details of, but which you must set up with your bank. For the days or nights she spends with me on overseas trips the daily bonus rate will be £1500. That high interest account, which will only be accessible to you and your wife on the date of your retirement, will become your joint retirement fund. All of those bonus payments will be tax free of course. Now it's your turn."

"Natalie would never agree to those conditions, and neither would I," exploded James, "They're preposterous."

"Oh, but she's already agreed, as long as you also agree," said Henry. "You see the monetary allowances, just for 12 weekends a year, would net your retirement fund £24,000 every year. Add to that say a dozen days a year when we would fuck during or after office hours in the UK, that would bring the total up to £36,000 each year with annual increments at the current rates of inflation. Then with about 30 days a year away on business trips that would add say £45,000 more. Can you really afford to turn down more than £90,000 each year, tax free?"

He went on, "And on top of the monetary considerations Natalie would have a lot of fun, and a lot of good sex if my previous P.A.'s assessment is correct."

James was astonished, and for a while was silent. He took a big swallow of whisky and said, "Even if we were to agree to your preposterous demands, how can you be sure that you and Natalie would even be compatible, have you already started having sex?"

"No, we haven't had sex yet, but you're right, that is something we need to consider. We've already found that our association so far is very pleasant, and we're very comfortable with each other when we are close. As I've said, we've not yet had sex, but we have kissed and fondled each other, and we've enjoyed it. If we reach agreement on her and your acceptance of her new role, I will expect her to join me in my bed here tonight. You will have to go home in the morning, and she will stay here on Sunday night as well. This will give us time to make sure that she and I are both comfortable with the arrangements we have discussed. I will bring her back to your home on Monday morning."

"Now I think that you and Natalie have a lot to discuss, so I suggest that you go for a long walk in the grounds and sort things out. If you both accept the arrangements that I've outlined, we'll all dine together this evening, but Natalie won't return to your room and you won't see her again until I bring her to you on Monday. She's already aware of all these things so there is no need to explain anything to her."

James left the room, still in shock at Henry's proposals but not dismissing them out of hand. His first thoughts were that, if he and Natalie agreed to the arrangements and she took the job on offer, he would be allowing her to be pimped out for £1000 to £1500 a day. A sort of high level prostitution.

Natalie was nervously waiting for him in the lounge. "I think we have a lot to talk about," he said, "Let's get our coats and go for a walk, a bit of fresh air might help me think straight."

A few minutes later the couple were walking around the beautifully kept grounds. "You know exactly what his conditions are for taking the job, don't you?" asked James.

"Yes, I do," she replied.

"Why didn't you tell me about it all, instead of letting me be caught totally unprepared for what he was going to say?" He asked.

"I didn't think you'd come if you knew about it," said Natalie, "And he asked me not to tell you. He wanted to explain it himself. Are you very angry with me?"

"For a while in there I was very angry," replied James, "but by the time he'd finished telling me all about the conditions of the job and the finances, I was just flabbergasted. He told me that you're prepared, even happy, to accept the conditions if I agree to them as well. It seems to me that you'd be happy to be his mistress, or something like a high-class call girl, to get the job and the money that goes with the 'special responsibilities'. Am I right?"

She blushed as she said, "I would love the job, and the foreign travel that goes with it. The tax free bonuses paid into the retirement fund would ensure a wonderful future for us after we are finished with working, and to be quite honest, I wouldn't find sleeping with Henry a hardship. Marcia has told me that he's a very considerate and energetic lover, and you have to admit that you're not so interested in sex as you used to be, while I still enjoy it very much. You wouldn't really be missing anything, and I'd be having my needs fulfilled, so we'd both be winners there as well."

"So, you want to take the job and you want me to agree to his conditions?" he asked. "Then, starting tonight, you'll start sleeping with him, and if you hit it off, you'll be sleeping with him at least one weekend a month and on all your business trips. What am I supposed to do when you are away?"

"Well, you've got lots of friends and you have your golf club. With both our salaries coming in we can arrange for a housekeeper to come in and look after the house and the laundry, and even cook for you if you want her to." Said Natalie, hugging his arm tightly as they walked.

"What if I need female company sometimes?" said James.

"What for?" she asked.

"Well, I might want to take someone out to dinner for company and conversation, for example," he replied.

"I'm not sure that's a good idea," she said. "I'm only likely to be away from home a week or two at a time, then we can go out together when I'm back."

"Well, what about the one weekend every month, when you'll stay with him and sleep in his bed. Shouldn't I be allowed the same privilege if I want to take a woman out, or sleep with her?"

"Well, it wouldn't be the same would it," she said. "After all she wouldn't be putting money into our retirement fund whenever you took her to bed, would she? You've got to see that I would be doing it for both of us."

"You're determined to take the job and accept the conditions that go with it aren't you?" he said.

"Yes, I am," she said. "I don't want it to come between us, but I have to say that I'm excited about the prospect of the job, and the conditions. I'll enjoy the job, and I'll like having a more active sex life. Please say that you'll agree, and we can tell Henry that I'll take the job."

"You know that, If I do, you'll be sleeping with him tonight and tomorrow night, but I'll be going home in the morning, don't you?" he replied.

"Yes, I do," she said, "And to be practical and honest darling, we both know that he'll be fucking me throughout the weekend, that's the way it'll be whenever I am here and I want it, and we may as well both get used to the idea."

"Okay, you win," he said. "I hope that the whole thing doesn't blow up in our faces in due course, but I'll make it clear to Henry that if he ever defaults on his side of the bargain, I'll make the whole thing public and do my best to destroy him."

"Oh, thank you darling," she said, "Let's go and tell him now. I'm sorry that you'll have to sleep on your own tonight, but I'll make it up to you on Monday."

They went to tell Henry of the decision and the two men shook hands on it, albeit reluctantly by James.

The rest of the afternoon and evening, including dinner, passed awkwardly and eventually James kissed his wife goodnight and went to his room. He found it difficult sleep, thinking about his lovely wife now in the arms, and in the bed, of her employer. Thinking about how she was even now giving herself to another man for the first time since they'd started going steady. Now she'd be lying with opened legs, being invaded by a new cock, probably enjoying orgasmic sex and having her pussy filled with another man's cum. Perhaps even having him cum in her mouth. Perhaps she will even have to surrender her ass, which he has never asked of her.

Now, 15 years after that lonely night, as James is lying on the sundeck of the liner sipping his rum punch, he thinks back over the decision made that day. It was a good decision he decided, he'd enjoyed the quiet life while his wife was jetting round the world, working hard to provide for their later years. Thank goodness things had been so busy for her, much more travelling with Henry than expected, to support him in his international dealings. And of course, all those extra bonuses she'd earned when she'd demonstrated how good she was at closing deals for him. With the number of deals closed being in direct proportion to the number of times she'd opened her legs to seal them. Those duties were over and above those which Henry had at first required, and therefore they were rewarded with even bigger bonuses than expected.

As James watched Natalie coming out of the ships swimming pool, still gorgeous, even in her mature years, he saw that she was still keeping in practice as she kissed her latest admirer. As she turned to see if he was watching, she gave him a discreet wave, as she let herself be led off towards the cabins. She couldn't stop working, even in retirement.