Anita parked the car in front of Wes's office. He worked from a unit on a small business park on the edge of a nearby town. There was not a lot of activity there this Sunday afternoon.
"OK, here we are," smiled Anita as she got out of the car. As her legs separated I got a glimpse of stocking tops above her short but professional business skirt. She recognised a couple of cars outside the office.
"Ah good, I think Wes, Jo and Zoe are already here. Let's see if they are ready for Tania and her husband!"
After a morning with the grand-children, evidently my wife's alter-ego had already taken over, and she was champing at the bit for some adult company.
I took a deep breath. Sure, I had wanked onto my wife's tits in front of Zoe a couple of weeks ago, and even though we had positive feedback from her and some of her clients, I reckoned that it was really the girl in the movie that the viewers were assessing. Today was going to be something a bit more demanding. I had never been in a position where, in front of another man, I needed to achieve an erection, maintain it, and then ejaculate at the right time. And this was not me alone who had to perform, it was alongside another man, and not just any other man, this was Wes, who I had known as a fellow golfer for several years, and I observed at first in the showers and then through a hole in a fence, not only had a longer and thicker cock than I did, his was also black, with all that that entailed, and he had more experience at this than the novice that I was. All I could do was hope for the best.
Wes met us at the door with a beaming smile. Once again, I noticed the look that was exchanged between him and Tania. We were ushered into his boardroom, where Jo and Zoe were opening a bottle of white. Jo sipped and I won't say that Tania guzzled, but she got the first refill. It was rather reassuring when I saw that both ladies' hands were trembling slightly with their glasses. I'm was not the only one then. Wes and I hardly touched a drop, and Zoe was too busy talking and setting up her cameras and lighting to join in.
The premise was that Wes and I had been invited to a meeting by the Directors of Sales and HR to each receive a performance award or some such. The film would start as any normal business meeting, but the scene to be filmed would be the descent of the business meeting into a sexual fantasy of one of the men, involving the two women at work stripping off in front of him. As Zoe paused I piped up.
"Actually Zoe, I wonder if I could make a suggestion? How about instead of both me and Wes being the subject of the award, what if it was just Wes, and I blundered into the meeting room, at some stage after the ladies, er, got going?"
"Hmm, not a bad idea."
I could see Anita briefly rise to the surface as she turned to stare questioningly at me.
"Perhaps I could film you at the window, one of the blinds not being aligned, and you could see in." mused Zoe.
"Yes, a voyeur - I like it!"
Tania reasserted herself. I could sense that she was now getting her head around managing the prospect of conducting whatever sexual performance she and Jo had concocted in front of Wes and without her husband in the room, not knowing what he could see, what he was doing.
"OK, let's do it." she said, as the second glass of wine was drained.
