Executive Privilege Ch. 03

"May I make you a drink Mr. Tagg?" Lisa asked with a smile.

"Scotch please. I've been looking forward to getting to know you better ever since the promotion party," Dean said.

Lisa handed him his drink, looked him in the eye, and replied, "Well, maybe this is the perfect opportunity."

"Ahhhhhhhhh! Yes! Yes!" the director Ann was servicing cried out. Lisa and Dean turned to watch him finish his orgasm. When he withdrew, she raised herself to her knees allowing a stream of cum to drain from her into a pool on the sheet below.

Ann looked over at Lisa from the bed. On wobbly legs made more unsteady by the stilettos she still wore, she made her way over to the bar.

"You've got a little catching up to do girlfriend. I've done two of these guys. I think Mr. Tagg has been lagging back waiting for you," Ann said as she mixed herself a drink.

"Mr. Chairman, would you mind if Mrs. Cardin entertained me for a while?" Dean asked the Chairman with a grin.

The Chairman smiled knowingly and nodded at his colleague. "She's all yours Dean," he said.

Lisa Joins the Party

Lisa stepped forward and took Dean by the hand and led him into the bedroom. There was a pool of cum on the leather chaise longue and the still very fresh one on the bed. Dean undressed and stepped to her fully erect.

"Watching Ann fuck and knowing the Chairman was having you has put me right on the edge. I'm ready Lisa," Dean said.

"Oh please, let me get a towel and clean this up a bit," Lisa said in a fret.

"You don't need for that. Come on Lisa, get on your back and spread your legs," he said impatiently, pointing to the couch, his cock twitching and drooling pre-cum.

Lisa felt the pool of cum spreading across her back as she lay back on the chaise longue. Dean didn't need to push. She was definitely ready to fuck as well. She was sexually frustrated from her session with the Chairman and turned on by Ann's lewd exhibition. She glanced over to the game room to find all eyes were on her. She was getting ready to get fucked in front of an audience. Her clit was again swollen and she knew she was soaking wet between her legs.

She lay there with legs spread, knees up and watched him as he got into position between them, staring at her sex. He parted her hair with one hand and used the other to wipe the head of his red cock along her slit. With no further preliminaries, Dean Tagg took her to the base of his cock in two thrusts. He began with long powerful strokes, forcefully pushing his pubic bone on hers with each.

It was exactly what Lisa needed. She moved her hips to match him stroke for stroke, trying to buck her clit on him on each thrust. She moved her stiletto heels to his ass and urged him deeper.

The gentle curve of the couch gave him the perfect angle to drive her hips into the padded recline. From the way Lisa moaned and moved her hips to his thrusts, Dean knew she was doing more than servicing him. He was proud his colleagues saw the pleasure this beautiful woman was experiencing from him. From the other room, Ann smiled as Lisa started to grunt on each stroke. He hit her harder and harder and she loved every fucking thrust. In a series of short hard strokes, his balls slapping Lisa's wet anus, he brought on his own orgasm. Lisa felt his first powerful spurt in the back of her vagina. That was all she needed. Panting loudly, she came, grinding her clit on Dean.

"Ahh! Ahhh! Ahhhhhh!" Lisa knew they were watching and listening to the spectacle she was making of herself. She didn't care. She needed this badly and wanted more before this stud gave out. She bucked her clit on his root, the friction of their pubic hair adding its own stimulation to her second climax.

Lisa hugged him to her, stroking his back and thanking him over an over.

"That was wonderful Dean. I'm sorry we had to wait so long after the party," Lisa said.

Dean rested a moment on her, panting from his own exertion. "Whew. You're hot piece of ass Lisa. I'll be looking for some more of that before the night's over." He pulled out.

Lisa saw one of the other directors tap him on the shoulder. Dean told her he would see her later, pulled himself up and headed for the bar.

The director next in turn took immediately his place. Lisa lay back on the chaise longue, legs splayed over the sides, her hole open. The director between her legs took her roughly. Too roughly for comfort.

Ann walked over to the bed and, bent at the waist, turning her head in the direction of the chaise longue. Lisa watched the tallest of the directors take the beautiful blond from behind. He was not gentle about it. Each forceful thrust threatened to push Ann onto her face on the bed. They watched one another being used by these insensitive males. The sounds and smells of wet sex filled the room.

This was the second fuck of the night for both men. They took their time enjoying themselves to the fullest.

When his dick found the bottom of her cunt, Lisa's male fucked her faster and deeper. Soon he was using her hard like a common whore. He pulled her nipples hard. Too hard. Lisa whimpered and he stopped. She whispered obscenities in his ear hoping to induce his climax. When he finally ejaculated, she faked another orgasm for his benefit.

The women insisted on a break. Lisa let the leering dealer grope her ass and breasts in exchange for a couple of cigarettes. With fresh stiff drinks they headed for the large bathroom in the entertainment bedroom.

"Fuck I'm sore in both holes, and my nipples are sore," Lisa started as she took a deep drag on her smoke.

"Fuck you," Ann responded. "I took two of them while you were in the bedroom making nice nice with the Chairman. Let me guess, he had you in your ass and then made you clean him up with your mouth."

"You got that right," Lisa replied rubbing her sore anus.

"That's our Chairman. I'm sure he'll have me the same way before the weekend is over. For all his polish he's a nasty ass fucker from the word go," Ann said.

"Ann, I am so sore. I've got to trim the hair around my hole and clit. The friction is just too much with all this sex," Lisa said to her best friend as they both looked at her reddened vulva.

"I'll help you with it when we get up in the morning. There's just nothing we can do about it right now," Ann answered.

After quick rinse-off showers, they strapped their stilettos back on and went back to work.

The men finished using them about three AM. Sore and tired they showered and then collapsed on their beds. They slept soundly till after noon on Saturday.

Lisa checked in with Jim. They followed a late lunch with massages.

Back at their room, Ann trimmed Lisa closely between the back of her vulva to a half inch above her clit. She gave the rest of her soft dark bush a lighter trim.

"There. That should make things a little easier on that tender tissue," Ann said as she finished. They napped till Ann's cell woke them. Another ten o'clock call.

The men were ready for them when they knocked. The Chairman adjourned to his bedroom for a private reunion with Ann. Lisa gave the other three a strip show and then led Dean Tagg to the bed in the other bedroom for some personal but not so private intimacy.

Lisa watched Dean undress as she lay back, legs spread, lifting her hips in invitation while she gently pulled her nipples. She got a kick out of Dean not being able to keep his eyes from between her legs. Dean lay over her full length for a kiss, his cock pressed against her slit. Lisa wrapped her arms round him and took her time exploring his mouth with her tongue. She stroked his back and ran her fingers though his hair pressing her mound on his cock.

"I've been thinking about you all day Dean. I really hoped you would have me first tonight – while I'm fresh and tight," Lisa murmured in his open mouth. "You're special to me Dean. Do you know how wet I am for you? For your big cock? I wish you'd take me now Dean. Fuck me Dean. Fuck me now." She wrapped her legs around his calves as he drove his cock in and out of her snug pussy. When he finished with her, Lisa added what she hoped he would retain as a future memory of her willingness to serve him. "Honey, when you're ready, I'd really like you to have my ass first tonight. Please."

Lisa had fucked all three of them by the time Ann and the Chairman emerged from his bedroom. She noticed a small residual brown stain on a corner of the blonde's mouth. She took a cocktail napkin and wiped it for her. As close as she was standing to her, she couldn't help but notice Ann's breath. Obviously, Ann had performed as requested. Lisa shuddered at both the thought of what Ann had done with her mouth and the still unknown consequences of her own refusal to do the same.

After a break for drinks, the men had them kneel side by side in front of the couch. They took turns moving back and forth between Ann and Lisa freely using both holes of each woman. They called it "double dipping."

Ann gritted her teeth but smiled and forced herself to put out her best for each man. She knew this was likely to be her last chance to make a contribution to the promotion she and Kevin had worked so hard to get. It was another long night.

Sunday they all flew back together on the Lear. The men entertained themselves with one more fuck on the short flight.

Lisa's Homecoming

Lisa ached from the sexual exercise of the weekend of Board Games but needed to be close to her husband. Jim followed Lisa up the stairs with her bags. He couldn't help but notice her wet thighs. Once in their bedroom he asked how many men were involved.

"Four of them - all weekend. Jim, I'm so embarrassed. I should have called more often. Once it started we were either working or recovering." Lisa was truly ashamed of how she had neglected her husband that weekend. Jim took her in his arms for a kiss. Her breath reeked of semen.

"Sorry about my breath honey," Lisa said as she wrapped her arms around her husband's neck. "I missed you. Let me get cleaned up and we can have a reunion, though you need to be very gentle. I am very sore."

"Lisa. Skip the clean up. I know where you've been. I want you as you are," he (small 'h') said as he kissed her deeply. Somehow the knowledge that she had been spermed repeatedly by his bosses aroused in him a primitive need to reassert his own sexual rights with his wife. Jim was fully erect by the time Lisa was out of her work clothes and on the bed. Then he noticed her trim.

"Close trim Lisa," he noted.

"I had to. The friction with the hair was just too much. How do you like it?" she asked spreading her legs to give him a better view.

"Sexy and good enough to eat," he said noticing how red her vulva was.

"Oh honey. You can see I'm a real mess down there and very sore. Please let's skip that. Let me go down on you. When you're ready you can come in my mouth or pussy. I just can't take much of a fuck right now. I'm sorry. I'm sure things will be back to normal in a couple of days," Lisa said, moving to her husband's cock.

Lisa brought him to the edge of his orgasm. He asked for her pussy. She didn't to want refuse. Lisa dutifully got on her back and spread her legs for her husband. Jim was so turned on by the sight of her closely trimmed hair and red vulva, he didn't care that she was so loose and wet, and that he could hardly feel her vaginal walls. Jim knew she was sore but felt the need for a vigorous fuck to establish that he had reclaimed his wife. Lisa was so thankful when he finally came.

Though Lisa and Jim were adjusting to the arrangement with the current Executives, they would be unprepared for what was on the way...The New Executives.

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