It all started when a new boss was transferred from the
head offices in San Diego to the branch office where my
wife Gina works. About a week after he arrived Gina
began coming home and telling me about her new boss, a
rather stately gentleman in his early sixties, and about
his noticeable interest in her body. It wasn’t surprising
to me that a man would take such an interest in her.
After all my twenty-six year old, five foot nine, auburn
haired wife is quite attractive to say the least. She
regularly works out at a fitness club, keeping her
36-24-35 figure in firm and fabulous shape, and her
weight down around 124.
Although she has an extremely attractive body, she did
nothing to draw attention to it during workday hours.
As a matter of fact, Gina was always adamant about
wearing very ‘businessy’ clothes to work. Although I
would have loved to see her in something sexier than
her gray or blue business suits as she went off to work,
she made up for it in the evenings or weekends when she
wore her sexy outfits for my pleasure, and believe me,
its a pleasure.
Then one day, after telling me how Mr. Drake sat behind
his big mahogany desk, undressing her with his eyes as
she bent over a file cabinet reorganizing his files most
of the afternoon, all of that began to change.
I can’t tell you how stiff and aching my cock became as
she described how he constantly watched her ass and hips
sway when she walked, how he seemed to always to be
glancing down at her long legs when she sat in his office
taking dictation, or his staring at her firm breasts each
time she leaned across his big desk to hand him mail or a
file folder. Of course she didn’t know then that I often
fantasized about her teasing and exciting other men –
teasing, exciting, and much more! As I watched and
listened to her recount her new boss’s actions I began
to suspect from the way she talked about it that she too
was turned-on by the whole thing; particularly by the
newly discovered power she had over a man more than twice
her age who wielded a good bit of authority and power
within the company.
When she finished talking, visibly flushed with excite-
ment, I brought up the subject of her office attire. I
mentioned that with a guy like old Mr.. Drake it was
very possible that pay raises were in store if she only
played along with his attraction for her sexy young body.
Hearing that she began to openly show interest in
dressing more provocatively. I told her it might be worth
trying it out and seeing where it went – on the condition
she gave me a detailed account of what happened. With a
naughty smile spreading across her pretty lips, she
agreed it was worth a shot. The subject of what she
should wear arose and we agreed on a snug-fitting red,
knit dress with a low-cut neckline that I had bought her.
I then suggested she also wear her lacy red push-up bra,
black sheer stockings and her black-patent spiked pumps,
as a sort of “icing on the cake”.
The next day when Gina walked into Mr.. Drake’s office
to give him his mail, she said his eyes nearly popped
out of his head. Immediately he invited her to lunch.
She, of course, agreed.
At lunch, after a few martinis, the old guy made a pass
at her. He was telling her about his days at Yale when he
slid one hand under the table and placed it on her knee.
Feeling both shock and excitement, Gina quickly brushed
his hand away. Their lunch ended shortly after that. That
evening when she told me about it she was clearly fright-
ened I would be mad; but much to her surprise I wasn’t.
After she told me all the details of her sexy new look’s
affect on her boss, I was hornier than a sixteen year
old school boy whom just seen his first porn film. When
I told her that, she also admitted the whole event made
her horny too. We must have fucked for a good two hours
after that, starting out in the dining room on top of
the table, working our way to the floor, across the
carpet into the living room, and ending up in a tired
but satisfied heap on the sofa. A trail of clothing
marked our progress from the table to the sofa.
As we lay in the living room, relaxing in the afterglow,
I told her about my fantasies of her teasing and excit-
ing other men, and how I wanted to watch. She admitted
the whole thing got her awfully hot. I suggested she
wear something a little sexier the next day, and give
old Mr.. Drake a good tease before taking things too
much further. I was sure he would ask her to lunch
again and make another pass.
I told her, “Since Mr.. Drake has never met me, it would
be quite easy for me to come to the restaurant and watch
my sexy little wife in action. You could phone me when
you arrive at the restaurant and I’ll rush right over.”
Gina loved the idea. Upon agreeing to the plan, she un-
wrapped her long legs from mine and slid down the couch,
taking my rapidly rising prick into her hot wet mouth,
making it ready for another round of good fucking before
the night was over.
The next morning I lay back in bed and watched as she
put on one of the outfits that she sometimes wore when
we went out and she wanted to get me HOTTER than hell.
First, standing with her back to me, Gina slipped on a
pair of lacy black thong-style panties, looking over
her shoulder at me as she pulled the panty snugly up
between her sweet cheeks. Next, now facing me, she put
on a matching black push-up bra, taking care to slowly
adjust each cup and give her pert little nipples a
pinch. After that she pulled on a thin strapped red
garter belt. A pair of sheer charcoal thigh-high
stockings came next, clasping them tautly into place
with the garter. Gina stepped into a pair of red four
inch stiletto pumps that accented the curves in her
long legs and made her great looking ass jut out even
more as she walked to the closet to pick out the rest
of her outfit for the day. She chose a short black
skirt and wiggled into it. After that she put on a
red silk blouse, leaving it unbuttoned at the top
just enough to show-off some lacy bra and cleavage.
She finished off her outfit with a red belt. Gina
stood in front of the full length mirror adjusting
her outfit and fluffing her auburn mane. She was one
hot sight to behold!
Gina smiled when she turned and looked at me admiring
her. She couldn’t help but notice my cock standing
stiff and straight up beneath the bed covers. With a
pouty smile she asked in a voice of feigned innocence
if I thought she might get a similar reaction from Mr.
Drake. I laughed and told her that if she didn’t Mr.
Drake must have either gone gay or become a eunuch over
night. With that she leaned down and lightly kissed
the tip of my cock through the sheet, telling me to keep
it that way for her until she got home this evening,
then went off to work.
As I’d expected, her boss took her to lunch again; this
time to a rather dimly lit, expensive restaurant not far
from their office. As soon as they arrived Gina excused
herself and went to a pay phone and called me. You can
bet I rushed right over. The place was pretty empty and
the hostess told me I could sit where ever I liked. I
spotted a booth across the room from where Gina and her
boss sat. I sat in a position slightly to one side of Mr.
Drake since I knew he wouldn’t be able to easily see me
watching. Gina spotted me the moment I walked into the
room and winked.
Mr.. Drake talked animatedly, gulping down a double
martini and ordering a second. As we both expected,
after a couple of drinks he made another pass. But
unlike the day before, Gina let his hand remain on
her knee.
After a few minutes, he began to slowly slide his hand
up her smooth, nylon clad thigh to the edge of her short
skirt. From where I sat I could easily see all this.
Gina pretended not to notice Mr. Drake’s exploring hand
but continued chatting with him as his fingers caressed
her thigh, working their way beneath her skirt. At that
point he began talking about how he’d obtained her
records from the personnel department and was very
impressed. As his hand crept higher he talked of possible
bonuses based on her outstanding service and loyalty to
the company. Gina simply smiled and nodded, sipping her
glass of wine. When the old guy discovered that Gina was
wearing stockings and a garter his breathing stopped
momentarily and his eyes lighted up.
“Tell me Mrs. Robbins,” he managed to say through his
rapidly rising excitement, “have you ever received any
special bonuses in your three years with the firm?”
Gina, looking wide-eyed and innocent, answered, “Why
no, Mr.. Drake. I didn’t know the firm provided such
a thing.” Gina told me later that as he told her this
he kept running his fingers from her smooth nylons to
her soft bare thigh-flesh above the stockings, across
the garter strap and then back to the stocking
“Yes indeed, Mrs. Robbins. And I do believe a bonus is
very much in order for you … particularly in the light
of your, uhmmm, outstanding service to the firm, ” he
declared excitedly.
I could easily hear his words from where I sat. When his
hand wandered further up the silky, soft inside of her
thigh, she obligingly opened her legs slightly. She told
me that she was a little afraid the old guy might have a
heart attack, judging from the way his breathing rapidly
changed and beads of sweat formed on his face. When his
finger tips brushed her now swollen pussy lips through
the thin black panties, she excused herself saying she
needed to visit the ladies’ room. As she passed my table
she blew me a kiss and motioned for me to meet her near
the restrooms.
After about a minute I went back to the restrooms. Gina
was standing pretending to talk on the pay phone near the
women’s room. When I stepped up she didn’t say anything
but grabbed my hand and pulled me into the women’s
restroom, locking the door behind us. All she said was
something about “this is getting me hornier than shit”
as she hiked her tight little skirt up as far as she
could get it and perched herself on the edge of the wash
basin counter, pulling me towards her. To my surprise
she’d already removed her panties. I unsnapped and un-
zipped my pants, pulling them and my underwear down
around my knees. Her and Mr..Drake’s escapades had me
horny too. My cock was hard and ready for action. I
pressed my cock head against her cunt lips, rubbing
it up and down the length of her little love muffin.
Her cunt lips were swollen, hot and wet. I began to
slowly push my knob between the lips when I felt her
long, nylon encased legs wrap around my hips and pull
me deep into her. It wasn’t more than a dozen thrusts
and she was cumming, her cunt muscles squeezing and
milking my rod, rapidly bringing me to orgasm.
“God, I needed that bad,” she breathed as I pulled out
of her and began pulling up my pants. She slid off the
counter and began straightening her clothes and arrang-
ing her hair.
“I’d better get back out there,” she said, giving me a
quick kiss and reaching for the door, “I’ll see you
this evening.”
“Hey,” I said, “what became of your panties?”
“Oh,” she giggled, “I took them off before you showed
up. They’re in my purse.”
With that she gave me another kiss and rushed out to
meet her boss. By the time I crept out of the ladies’
room Gina and her boss were getting up from their
table and leaving.
When they got back to work, Mr.. Drake rushed into his
office, appearing a bit upset that things didn’t go
exactly as he had expected. Gina, now feeling very much
in control of the situation, took a file folder, opened
it and carefully spread the panties from her purse, into
the file. She closed the file and carried it, along with
a stack of other files into Mr.. Drake’s office. She laid
the panty file, on top of two or three other legitimate
files, in front of her boss and told him he needed to
review this before the day was over. With that she turned
and walked to the far side of the room where the file
cabinets stood. Gina told me she could feel his eyes on
her curvaceous yet firm ass as she strutted across the
room. She pretended to be looking through one of the file
drawers as she kept an eye on Mr.. Drake, waiting to see
his reaction to receiving her sweetly scented panties.
Although it took him a few minutes to get around to the
stack of files, when he reached over and opened the top
file, Gina told me she thought he was going to drool on
himself. First he fingered the satiny garment, then
looked over at Gina who was flipping through the file
drawer. She simply gave him a polite smile and then, as
he still looked on, she closed the top drawer, and
turned her back to him. Next she VERY slowly bent over
from the waist, opening the bottom-most drawer. As
planned, her short tight skirt rose up her thighs, past
her charcoal stocking tops, and revealing her now bare
ass – providing the horny old guy with a delicious view
of her pussy as it pouted out at him from between the
tops of her smooth thighs. Then, with a deliberately
teasing slowness that made her boss groan, she stood
upright, took a few files from the top of the cabinet
and bent over again, placing file folders into the open
drawer. She told me she took a good forty-five minutes
to do a job that normally took less than ten. And the
boss didn’t once complain!
After she’d finished “the filing”, Mr.. Drake asked her
if what she thought of earning a $200 bonus on this
week’s paycheck, particularly since it was payday. By
then Gina was hot again. With the offer of a “bonus” and
a stiff prick to cool her desire, she couldn’t resist
the offer. She walked over, pulled her tight skirt up as
far as she could, and crawled on top of his desk in front
of him; her long legs dangling on each side of him as he
sat in his chair looking into her dripping, hot cunt.
Gina said he wasted little time, but dropped his trousers
and shorts down around his ankles and shoved his prick
into her. Given all the teasing she gave him, it didn’t
take him long to shoot his wad. Once he came Gina made
him lick her drenched pussy clean and suck her clit
until she orgasmed.
Eventually, tight minis and short dresses were all that
Gina wore to work. Gina, realizing the position she was
now in to wield a little power of her own, went from a $5
an hour clerical staff to a $25 per hour executive
secretary, with weekly bonuses! Needless to say, our
standard of living increased immensely. The old guy even
started buying her special outfits he kept at the office
for her to wear during work hours!
Mr.. Drake was now fucking her sometimes three of four
times a week (usually on top of his big ol’ mahogany desk).
Gina is now enjoying her power, Mr. Drake his sexy
secretary, and me my fantasies being fulfilled. Ain’t
life sweet!
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