The Business Executive

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2005-11-27

The Business John J. Jones Business  executives. I've read the fantasies and have had a few myself. But  there were more than a few reasons I never imagined it would happen to  me.   I've  been married a long time and I'm in my 40's. I've been at the company for almost as long as I've been married. I hadn't cheated on my  wife,  probably because my tastes were always higher than my reality checks.   In  other  words,  women I thought were attractive were usually also  young and looking for attractive, young, single guys with bucks (I don't fit into at least the last three categories). Last, I never really made  the  first  move.   Fear,  I suppose. Maybe I was afraid I couldn't handle  the  kind of attractive young women I was interested in (maybe I was afraid I'd get caught?). So  what  happened? It was probably a combination of things. My wife wasabout  my  age and was going through menopause. She wasn't interested in going  to  bed  other than to sleep. We fought. No, not the usual verbal clashes  that  we  used  to have now and then.

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   These were her tearful as well as hateful arguments. I left home often to escape. Although I'm not much  of a drinker, It'd come to having wine or cognac to calm down. I'd stay  at  the  office some evenings when I knew it was going to be a bad night  at  home.   I  think I was going through a "change of life" at the same time ("womenopause"?) Anyway, my secretary was on vacation. Bobs' secretary, Joan, had doubledas mine for the week. My secretary was the best I'd had for a long time, but  she  was  someone's  grandmother.   That didn't bother me, because I really was more interested in getting my work done and done right. Bobs' secretary  on  the  other  hand, looked like someone's daughter. She was about 20 years old and definitely easy to look at. Too easy, probably. I know I had to have been caught doing so, because her desk wasn't too far from my office. Joan  had  a tendency to wear tight skirts and often short ones. She hadlegs  all  the  way up to "there". She had that shiny, curly blonde hair that  glows  with both youth and proper care.

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   Her dark eyes sparkled and she  had  a fragrance of sensuous perfume. There was something about her demure  as  well.   She was sexy, maybe even a bit of a tease, yet always respectful  in  the  proper way. But again, I'm just another old fart in the  office and I was just appreciating the view and attention. Hell, in this  day  and age, if you look cross-eyed at a woman in the work place, you're  fired  and in divorce court before you can pack up the things in your desk. Joan  was  a  good  secretary. She took her time and did her job well. Ijust had to give instructions while I was turned around in order to keep from  staring at her physique. It was almost time to quit and she was in my  office  going  over  purchase orders with me when my wife called. Of course,  my  wife was in one of her moods and didn't want me staying any later.   That  meant that I definitely wanted to stay later. Joan started to get up and I waved for her to have a seat. We had our few words and I explained  that  I still had to finish purchase orders before morning. A few  more heated words and my wife hung up on me. I still had my back to Joan and heaved a big sigh.

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   "Do you want to continue this tomorrow?" Joan asked. I took another deepbreath  and  turned  my chair around. "I think so", I said. "I think I'm going  to  go  downstairs and get a drink. " Joan stood up and started to leave.   I  was  so  frustrated  now, I wasn't looking at her. I was just staring at my desk. She stopped just short of the door. "Mr. Jones," she started,  "if I can say this, drinking doesn't always solve problems. " I looked  up and smiled. "Don't worry," I said. "I don't get drunk, and if I  don't  think  I  can  drive, I come back up to the office and until I believe  I  can  drive  safely". She turned back into the office. "Well, that's good, but it's not what I meant.

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  " She came back in and sat down. "Sometimes it's better to talk to someoneabout  it.   Drinking  alone  can  depress you more and make the feelings deeper  and worse". I smiled at her. "Ahhhh, and a shrink, too!" I said. She  frowned  and  looked  downward. "You're right, Mr. Jones, she said. It's  none of my business, I shouldn't have interfered. " She got up from the  chair  and started to leave. My cynicism and poor mood just made me insert  my  size  8-½  foot into my mouth up to my knee. "Wait a minute, Joan," I said. "I apologize. You're right, but I don't want to get other people  at work involved in my personal problems. I didn't mean to sound sarcastic.

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  "  She  came  back  to  my desk and put her things down on the corner.   "I'm a good listener", she said. I picked up my suit jacket and asked  her if she wanted to join me downstairs. "Sure!" she quipped, and went to get her purse. Joan and I had an interesting conversation. We had shrimp appetizers anda  few  glasses  of  Chablis,  talking about why I had been so "down" at work, and what the problems were at home. Of course, the more wine I had in  me,  the more open I became in my discussions. She was indeed a good listener.   She  smiled,  sympathized  and  even  shared  some of her own feelings.   For  a 20-year old, she was very mature and intelligent. "Mr. Jones,"  she  started.   "Are you going to be ok tonight?" "Call me John, please,"  I  replied,  and  told her I was going back upstairs and relax before  I  headed home. I thanked her for sticking around as a "sounding board".   She  reached  over  and  touched my hand.

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   "Any time. " She said, "Tell  me  you  need  to talk to me about something and I'll try to make time. "  Her  touch  was  warm  and  soft.   It actually sent a shock wave through  my  body.   I looked up into her eyes. They were dark brown, and the  look on her face was of genuine compassion. I paid for the wine and appetizers and we headed back upstairs. As  she went to her desk, I wished her a good evening and walked into myoffice.   I started going through the papers. She called out goodnight as she  closed the door behind her. I must have been sifting through papers making  corrections,  deletions and notes for a couple of hours. I think the  wine took over. The next thing I knew, the phone rang. I had fallen asleep with my head on the desk and the lamp was the only light I'd left on.   I  jerked  my  head from the desk and answered the phone.

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   It was my wife.   She  assaulted  me  with  questions,  then  began  accusing me of sleeping  with  someone  else,  cursing at me. I tried to calm her down, explaining  that  I  was  alone, doing paperwork. She kept on screaming, saying she was going to file for a divorce. I pulled the phone away from my ear, looked into it, took a deep breath and calmly hung it up. I've  always  been emotional. I rarely respond to violent outbreaks withviolence.   I  walk away. Or "hang up" in this case. I exhaled slowly and stared  at  the  phone.   I  didn't  know  what to do. I was tired of the fighting,  but  I  knew it wasn't her fault. It was her emotional state. But I didn't know how much longer I could deal with it. It had been more than  a  year.

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    My  heart was heavy and I was earnestly confused. I took another  deep  breath  and  sighed,  looking over toward the door. I was startled  to see someone in the doorway. When she saw me looking at her, she  stepped in. "I wanted to see if you were still here and ok". It was Joan.   "Yep, still here, and surviving", I replied, leaning back into my chair. "I  thought  you  went home hours ago. " I said. "I did," she said, "Thatis,  I started to. " She put her jacket down on the back of the chair and sat  down.   "I  heard what you were saying". She said. "I didn't mean to eavesdrop. "  She  sat down in the chair.

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   "You know, she probably doesn't mean what she's saying. " I grinned. "I'm not sure if it even matters any more. "  I said, "I'm tired". "It'll pass. " she said. "Will it?" I asked. "Will  it  really? What is it? What have I done wrong? I don't even know if I can love any more. " She got up from the chair, came to the desk and leaned  against  it, right in front of me. "Is that what you think?" she asked.   She  was  close,  real close. For a split second, I found myself looking  at  her  as I did during the day sometimes. I couldn't help it, with  the  one-piece  stretch-knit  skirt  she  had  on  and her perfume drifting toward me, but I looked away. She was trying to help. "I  really don't know.

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  " I said. She moved to the side of the desk that Iwas looking toward so I was looking at her again. "Really. " This time it was  a mix between a question and a statement. I looked up her. The look on  her  face  was  that of a question. Her eyes seemed to burn into me. "What do you want me to say?" I asked, "I can only say what I feel". She  turned and walked over to the office door. She closed it and walkedback  behind  my  chair. Her walk was smooth and quiet. I watched her as her  hips  swayed,  walking  around  my  chair.   She put her hands on my shoulders,  massaging them for a few moments, then pushed them down onto my  chest. She leaned over and whispered closely by my ear, "Do you feel this?"  Her  perfume  filled  my nostrils; her cool slim hands roamed my chest.   Her hair lay against my neck.

 

   My heart pounded. "Oh, Geez, yes", I  said, "Geez, yes". My body was like a limp rag under her young hands. She kissed my neck softly, moving up by my ear, stopping to nibble on my earlobe, her hands still searching my chest. She switched sides, kissing and  gently  tonguing  the  other side of my neck, as her hands rose and started unbuttoning my shirt. I  was  getting  a hard-on, and fast. "Please. . . " I started. "Shhhhh",she whispered  in  my  ear.   I  wasn't sure about this. There were a million things  going  through my mind. Was it right? Even if it wasn't, could I say  no?  Why  was she doing it? Should I let it continue? But they were mute  questions.   Whatever  the  reasons,  whatever  the answers, it was happening.

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   I don't think I could have stopped it if I wanted to. My wife hadn't  made love to me in months and my entire soul was in Joan's hands right  at  this moment. She pulled my shirt off of my shoulders, down to my  sides  from behind the chair, then slipped around to the side of the chair.   She  slowly  pulled my T-shirt from my pants upward to expose my chest  and  leaned forward, gently kissing and licking a nipple. "Do you feel  this?"  she asked as she passed from one to the other. My head was back  against  the  chair  as I drowned in her touch and kisses. I could only sigh a soft "yes" in response. As  she  kissed  and  licked  my  nipples,  she let a hand lower into mycrotch.   She massaged my rock-hard prick through my pants, squeezing it, squeezing  my  balls.   She  started to breathe heavy herself. She pulled away slowly and sat on my desk, facing me. She tossed her hair back from her  face  and  stared  at  me.   She  reached  up  and slowly pulled the shoulders  down  from her dress. She pulled them down halfway off of her breasts.   She  rubbed her hands gently across the tops of them, watching my  eyes.

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   I reached up slowly and touched one of her legs. She pushed my hand  from  her  leg  gently.   "Not  yet",  she said. Her silhouette was perfect  in  the light of the lamp behind her. If it hadn't been for the mirror  reflecting  the light from behind my chair, I wouldn't have been able to see the beauty and passion in her eyes as she stared down at me. She pulled the dress the rest of the way down off her breasts. They weresmall  but  firm,  ravishing. She squeezed her nipples with her fingers, pulling  them,  making  them stick out. She threw her head back slightly for  a  moment,  biting her lower lip. Then she looked forward back down into  my  eyes.   "Do  you  like  what  you see?" she asked. "You must be kidding", I replied "You're beautiful". She smiled and stood in front of me.   She  slowly  pushed her tight dress over her hips to the floor. She was  wearing  sheer pantyhose covering up to her thin stomach with sheer pink  bikini panties beneath.

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   It was too dark to make out anything else. Again,  I  reached  out to touch her. She took my hands and held them to the  arms  of  my chair. She moved forward and moved her knees deep into the  sides of my chair and sat on my knees. I had to push my legs out to keep the chair from tilting forward. She started releasing my hands. When I attempted to move them again, shequickly  held  them  down.   "Wait", she whispered. I left my hands where they were. Again she touched my chest, lightly dragging her nails across it,  downward to my stomach. My cock was mow straining against my pants. My heart was pounding harder. "I want to touch you", I said. She put her finger  to  her lips for a second indicating that I should be quiet. All the  while,  staring  into  my  eyes, she reached for my pants and began unbuckling  my belt.

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   She unhooked my pants and unzipped them. She pulled my underwear down, exposing my cock. She glanced down for a moment, then looked  up,  smiling.   She wet two of her fingers and began running them over  the exposed underside of my cock. I moaned and threw my head back. She  repeated  this twice more. I swear I left permanent fingerprints in the arms of the chair, trying to obey her request not to touch her. She  stood  up once more, pushed my legs apart and kneeled between them. She  slowly  pulled  my  shoes off, then my pants and underwear. "Do you want  me  to  continue?"  she questioned. "Oh, geez, please let me touch you!"  I whispered. "I asked you, John, do you want me to continue?" she asked  again.   "Yes. . .

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  . . .   yes, yes", I said, giving in to anticipation. She leaned  forward  and  gently  licked my balls one at a time, sucking one then  the other into her mouth. I was still holding on to the chair. She began  licking  the  entire  length of my cock, with only the tip of her tongue,  slowly,  teasing.   I  let  out  something  between a moan and a whimper. Soon, she began licking my cock with her hot, flat tongue. I gripped thearms  of  the  chair  tighter.   She took my cock in her cool fingers and pulled  it  upward. She looked up from my cock as her tongue reached out and  licked  the  head.   She  sucked the head into her mouth and started sucking  on  it  gently probing the hole with her tongue. I groaned. She kept sucking on the head of my cock for a few moments, and then she went down.

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    I gasped for breath as the sensation shot from my cock up into my stomach.   I  was  almost  paralyzed with ecstasy. She would suck my cock into  her  mouth,  then  stop and tease the head of my cock for moments, then  begin  sucking my cock again. She kept teasing me this way until I thought I was going to go insane, not to mention being in desperate fear of climaxing before I could touch her. I think she sensed it. She  stopped  and  stood  up,  my  cock  throbbing  and jumping from hertreatment.   She  pulled  her  pantyhose down past her rear. She sat back against  the desk again and pulled her pantyhose off slowly from one leg at  a  time.   She tossed them onto my crotch and stood right in front of the chair. She leaned back, put her hands back on the desk, so her sheer pink  panties  were  right  in front of me. "Take them off", she said. I leaned  forward  and reached for them. "Not with your hands", she almost hissed  "with  your  teeth".   I put my arms on each side of her hips and reached out to my desk. I stopped to kiss her stomach; I licked from her navel to her underwear.

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   It was her turn, now. She  shuddered  as  I  licked  her sheer, now very wet panties. I lickedacross the top of her panties to one side, took the side in my teeth and pulled them down as far as they would stretch. Then once again, I licked from  that  side,  across  her  upper thigh, across the top hairs of her pussy,  to  the  other hip. She sighed and shook again. I took the other side  and  pulled  them  down  as  far  as they would stretch. It wasn't enough,  so  I  repeated  the  procedure  again. This time, as my tongue crossed  closer  to  the  top of her pussy, she whimpered. Her arms were shaking  under her weight, still leaned back against the desk. This time when  I  had done both sides, I grabbed her panties from the front in my teeth  and  pulled them down. She lifted one leg to get them lower, then let them fall to the floor. I  looked  up  as  she leaned forward and smiled. "Yesssss", she hissed,kicking  them off the rest of the way. I couldn't wait any more. She had stepped back to the desk and started to push herself the rest of the way onto  the  desk.

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   I stood up and took her hips in my hands and helped her upward.   She  leaned back on the desk. I dropped to my knees in front of her  pussy,  holding her legs firmly apart. Vengeance was mine. I teased her  as  she  had  me.   I  gently  licked her pussy lips, slowly upward, teasing  her  clitoris  with  quick  flicks of my tongue. She took quick gasps,  then I would stop and play with her pussy with my tongue a while longer.   Then, back to her clitoris, teasing, licking sucking, until she was  panting  and  I could tell she was on the verge of coming. Then I'd stop  again  and  explore.   Now  her  moans  turned  almost to grunts of disappointment  when  I'd  stop. She was going crazy. Good, she knew how she made me feel. Well,  for  another minute, anyway. The next time I stopped her on edge,she  sat  up  from  the desk, grabbed me by the hair with both hands and pulled my head up to her mouth. She kissed me, trapping my tongue in her teeth  for a second and let go.

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   "Shit!" she hissed "Quit teasing me, you fuck!" This wasn't the little luscious voice that had been talking sweet nothings  only  moments  ago.   She was in a frenzy, burning up, probably every  bit  as I was. She let go of my hair with one hand and grabbed my cock,  sliding forward on the desk, directing it to her pussy. I'd stop, just  as  the head pressed against the entrance at the top of her pussy, playing my cock up and down her lips. She smiled real big at me through her grit teeth and yanked my cock intoher  pussy, wrapping her legs around my waist and pulling me in with her heels, so I couldn't back out. "You shit!" she hissed. "I can tease, you can't".   My  cock had plunged into her hot pussy as she held me tight to her,  moving  her  hips  around  on the desk. She kissed me, driving her tongue  into my mouth, squirming on the desk. Her warmth and wetness was incredible.   She  grabbed  my  tongue  in  her teeth again. I managed to understand  her  say  "if I move my legs, will you fuck me? Quit teasing me?" I knew she was just trying to be tough, but I promised I would. She held  my tongue in her teeth and slowly released her legs. Carefully, in order  to avoid any sudden teeth closure on her part, I began pumping my cock in and out of her pussy. After  a few strokes, she gasped for air, releasing my tongue.

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   "Faster!"she  begged.   I  sped  up,  plunging  deep  into  her pussy. She started panting, bucking against me. She pulled my head down onto her chest as I plunged  into her, over and over. She moaned, shook, screamed and bucked wildly  as  I felt her come onto my cock, clutching my head to her chest with  one  hand, and the other around my back. "Don't stop!" she begged. Her  pussy  was  still  hot,  tight,  my cock was still hard, and I kept going.   New  moans  of desire again started becoming cries of passion as she  kept  pushing against me. I was ready to come as she came again and suddenly pushed herself away. She  saw my hard cock and began sucking it like a wild animal. I thoughtshe  was going to swallow the whole thing down her throat. Suddenly, she looked  up  and had a strange look in her eyes. She reached around to my back  with  one  hand and pulled me into her mouth. Without warning, she slid  a  finger  in  my  asshole and started moving it in and out as she sucked  hard on my cock. This was a new one for me, and it brought me up on my toes instantly.

 

   I moaned loudly as I felt my cock start throbbing. She stopped. "Ahhhhhhhhh, geeeeeez!" I shouted. My knees buckled, trying to  stand up, they were even shaking. I was panting like a dog locked in a  car  on  a  hundred-degree  day. She smiled up at me, my cock jumping wildly  around in her face. "Oh, I'm sorry! You weren't getting ready to come,  were  you?"  she  sneered. All I could say between pants was "Oh, shit!" She took stabbing little licks at my cock for a few seconds as it bobbedaround,  the  throbbing  starting to slow down. She put on an evil smile and  said matter-of-factly "don't dish it out if you can't take it!" She grabbed  my  cock  in  her  mouth again and began sucking. She was still finger  fucking  my  ass.   I was coming around quickly this time. I knew this  one  was  going to be hard. I leaned back on the arms of my chair, which  almost  tried  to  roll away from me. I was getting ready to come again  when  she  hesitated,  just  for a second. My eyes opened up like saucers  as I stared down at her.

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   "Mmmmm?" she hummed, smiling. Then she continued. I think I exploded like a volcano. I must have come for a few minutes,  struggling  to  keep  the  chair  steady  as  she  sucked down everything,  driving  me  to  the  brink,  until  I  was so spent, I got sensitive  and  tried  to  back away. Needless to say, I wound up on the floor. Joan  flopped  down  on  top of me, laughing. "Are you okay?" she asked. "Oh,  I'm fine," I gasped, laughing as well. She kissed my neck and then my  mouth,  deep, long. She pulled away and looked into my eyes with her dark brown eyes again. She smiled, got up and offered me a hand from the floor.   She  picked  up  her clothing from the floor and started getting dressed. So did I. We smiled, but didn't say much at first. As  she  was  putting  her  shoes  on,  she  looked  over at me.

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   "You'reattractive,  John. "  She  said.   "Your  wife  would  have a reason to be jealous.   You  have  a  nice  body,  and  you're a hell of a lover. " She straightened  herself up and picked up her jacket and purse. I zipped up my  pants  and  buckled up. I grabbed her as she headed for the door and spun her around. We kissed once more, then she pulled away. I gave her a ride home that night. We didn't say much. When we looked ateach  other,  we'd  just  smile. When I dropped her off, she thanked me, opened  the  door and began to step out. Before she stood up, she turned and  looked back at me. "This didn't happen. I guess you know that.

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  " She said  softly.   I  knew what she meant and I knew she was right. "I know. . . but it was the best thing that never happened to me in my life. " I said. She just smiled, got out and closed the door. My  family  life?  Well, you might be surprised, but it's improved. I'velearned  to  be  a little more patient with my wife's problems and she's calmed down a lot more. She even got medication that helps her moods. Office  life?  I  thought  it  might be difficult dealing with her stillworking  around  me  but  amazingly  enough,  we both act as if it never happened.   My  secretary  came back, but every once in while, Joan would look over from her desk and a small smile would cross her lips. Bob  walked  over to my desk one morning while she was bent over lookinginto a file cabinet. "Man, I'd like to get some of that!" Bob mumbled.

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   I looked  at Bob for a second and then looked back at Joan. "Yeah, Bob. . . in my dreams. " Opinions welcome!  mrjjones@mail2chicago. com----------------- This story may NOT be posted to any other web site orprinted in any hardcopy publication without the author's permission. Copyright (c) 2005 John J. Jones .