Securing deals for my husband went beyond fucking young, up and coming recording artist. One deal, in particular involved a young attorney at my husbands company.
The 'deal' turned out to be beneficial to my husband, but particularly beneficial for me. The benefit to me was that I have been fucking the young attorney four to five times a week for the past six months.
Six months ago my husband had his annual holiday party for his employees. There were recording artists from his agency at the party in addition to his staff which included his secretaries and his legal team.
His newest attorney was Jason. Jason was fresh out of law school. He was an absolute academic intellect who graduated High School at sixteen and law school at eighteen.
An academic wonder- boy that was sharp as a tack, and who was already building a reputation for himself as a shrewd legal negotiator. I learned from my husband that the young boy-wonder attorney was on the fast-track, in the very competitive entertainment business.
Jason was also quite egotistical and had a personality that suggested he always got what he wanted. Of course his male-model looks and reputation for being a deal-maker fueled that arrogance.
During the party Jason made it known to me that he found me sexy. At first I thought he was flirting because of his outgoing personality and because he was only eighteen and me being seventy six, but as we danced I soon realized that it was much more than that.
While we danced, he would lean in and whisper near my ear that I had an amazing body. I was tingling from his attention.
During a Latin number he went behind me and pressed himself against me. I instantly felt something hard and very large touch my ass.
"Twelve inches and ten inches wide Mrs. Wechsler," he said in my ear.
The feel of his hardness and him being so brazen made me gasp, "Ummm."
As I moaned, my reaction was to instantly push back against his cock. There was no doubt in my mind that Jason had a huge cock, especially the incredible width of it.
I've fucked some really huge cocks, one especially was Conor, a recent signee to my husbands empire, but the width of this young-boys cock was staggering.
I thought to myself, 'Cocky. Bold. Arrogant, with male-model looks, and a huge, fat cock; No wonder this wonder-boy got whatever he wanted!"
"That's right baby twelve inches and ten around Mrs. Wechsler," he said right up against my ear, as he pressed that giant, and utterly fat cock into the center of my ass.
Reaching back, my hand confirmed his size. And the fact that he was really thick. I had to admit knowing that this eighteen year old thought I was sexy really excited me.
Hearing him say that I turned him on was thrilling every inch of me. I thoroughly enjoyed knowing he wanted me and that I turned him on. I was so taken by this young eighteen year old who acted with so much boldness and confidence.
Admittedly, I was also turned on to him as well. I was drawn by the way he conducted himself in an egotistical way, whispering how sexy I was and that he wanted me. Him, having little regard for my husband being in the same room added to my excitement.
Even though my husband and I have a mutual understanding when it came to fucking other partners, I knew this boldness had to do to entitlement.
But I had to admit it did make him seem mature beyond his years. During our dancing he would say he wanted me and asked for my number. Although I wanted to give him my number I decided to make him work for it.
I told him that I didn't think it was appropriate with me being married to his boss. He continued to say he didn't care, and that all he knew was that he wanted me and that he had to have me.
His directness for only being eighteen really excited me. I could tell he was frustrated and that this was something he wasn't used to. At that moment my husband came over to us saying he wanted to introduce me to the young country singer he was leaving with to Nashville to record her break-out album.
As I walked away I could see the disappoint on the eighteen year old attorneys face. To me it looked like the expression of a person who always got what he wanted, and that this was the first time he was unsuccessful at getting it.
That night, in the limousine, my husband and I talked about the party, especially about his newest attorney.
"It seems that you and my young attorney really hit-it-off dear?" my husband said with a sly, knowing grin.
"He really is impressive," I said with a perceptive smile.
"Yes, I've already heard how impressive he is from Mrs. Tate."
Gloria Tate is the mother of a country singer my husband signed two weeks ago. Her eighteen year old daughter is going to be a star in the country and pop world. The young Skyler Tate had been approached by every one of the top talent agencies, but she decided to sign with my husbands company.
Asking my husband how the signing of the most sought-after, new country artist came about, he went on and explained that it all had to do with Jason.
"Jason?" I asked with curiosity in my voice, as my body still tingled from my interaction with him at the party, with his being so assertive, telling me I was sexy and the feeling of his huge, twelve inch cock against my ass.
"Yes. The reason for Mrs. Tate signing had to do with Jason. My husband continued.
"Apparently Jason won her over with his charm and his huge cock one weekend in Los Angeles."
"Oh yes, his huge cock," I said slyly.
"Yes my dear. I did see my new attorney press-up against your magnificent body during that Latin dance," he said patting my leg as he grinned.
"Oh yes he did darling," I purred.
"Big?" my husband asked.
"Extremely," I responded as my mind lingered on the thought of his huge cock pressing against me.
My husband went on to say that word of Jasons endowment was shared with him while he and Mrs. Tate were at lunch. During the conversation about her agreeing to sign with his company came out how happy she was with Jason too.
"After the fourth martini, Gloria Tate told me to make sure I gave Jason a substantial raise, just for being so 'substantial' himself."
"When I questioned about Jason being 'substantial,' she slurred, from being tipsy, that Jason had the biggest cock she'd ever seen, and that he knew just how to use it."
"Well, I can certainly vouch for the fact that he is huge," I said to my husband, " as to how good he is at using it, well that just has to be explored further," I said with a sly grin.
My husband kissed my cheek and said, "My dear something tells me you will thoroughly be enjoying yourself with my young attorney while I am away."
"Umm," I purred at the thought of Jason and I fucking."
The very next day I got a call from a number I didn't recognize on my cell phone. I didn't answer and a minute later a text came through. CALL ME!! Jason, it read. My body instantly came alive as I hit dial.
"Well how did you manage to get my number? "I asked as I held back the excitement in my voice.
"When I see someone as sexy as you, I have ways of getting what I want."
My body came alive instantly and I could feel my inch-long nipples strain through my sheer bra.
"Well I am impressed," I said in a throaty voice.
"I've got to have you baby," he said hotly, "Couldn't stop thinking about you and that smoking-hot body of yours all night."
"Umm," I purred, "and from such a handsome young man."
"I seriously have to have you," he said with hunger in his voice. "Fucking jerked-off six times last night thinking about that smoking-hot body of yours and how bad I want to fuck you," he added hotly.
"Really," I said in a sultry voice as my body heated up at the thought of him stroking that huge twelve inch monster cock while thinking about me.
"Fuck yeah, and I'm raging hard right now stroking my big cock thinking about you," he said which caused me to moan.
My husband was at the airport flying to Nashville in his private jet with the young girl Skyler he had just signed. He was bringing her to the recording studio for two weeks to begin her album.
I also knew that she was going to be staying in his suite (and in his bed) and that he would be fucking the young eighteen year old, as they had already celebrated her signing with his company by spending a weekend in a luxury suite in LA.
I had to admit that I was a little surprised my husband fucked the young country singer. Not because of her being eighteen, because he was always in bed with young teenage artists.
This was the first time I ever heard my husband speak so enthusiastically about someone he fucked. I thought to myself how impressive a fuck she must be, especially to excite my husband, who fucked young teens regularly. I was especially questionable because the eighteen year old country singer looked like a twelve year old, with freckles and braces, and an ultra-flat chest that gave her a boyish body.
When I asked my husband how she managed to take his eleven inches, he said he took his time entering her, but within minutes she was wild beyond words. He said it with an excitement in his voice I have never heard before, which gave me pause to think that the teen singer was more than a passing fuck to him.
Of course, he had my absolute blessing in the same way he gave to me when I fucked a new lover that was connected to his business, like his boy-wonder attorney Jason.
(Back to Jason)
I agreed to meeting Jason for dinner at an upscale restaurant he had planned already. I was impressed that he already made the arrangements and that it was at a very trendy and quite expensive restaurant in the city.
I spent over almost two hours trying on different outfits to turn him on. With each one all I could think about Jason, and how bad he wanted me. I was so turned on by the thought of him wanting to fuck me.
Me being seventy six and him a teenage eighteen year old. I finally selected an outfit to specifically turn him on. I was going crazy as I dressed thinking about him, so young, so confident and so hung. I couldn't stop thinking about his confidence and his massive cock.
I selected a skin tight black dress that clung to my body like a glove. The front had a plunging neckline that revealed the sides of my 34E breasts and the hem came all the way up my slender hips to my mid-thighs.
I was all legs. A pair of elegant nude thigh high stockings and black high heels accented the tapper of my legs wickedly. Because of the open front of my dress I wore a sheer white blouse and a sexy, sheer white strapless bra. The material was so sheer that my long nipples were quite visible. This in itself was very sexy. I knew from prior experience with young lovers that this look would drive him wild.
