Executive Privilege Ch. 07a

"Oh, I'm coming. I'm coming. This is so good, Jamie." She whimpered as she convulsed on his cock.

Clinton watched the beautiful young woman orgasm. He imagined himself in her body, coming with her. He grasped Lisa's hips, firmly pulled her back, took several strokes deep into her body and induced his own climax. Strumming her clit, Lisa brought herself off with her stud.

Jamie put his elbows behind Emma's shoulders pushing her further back onto his dick. As he spread her legs further, the heavy man pushed deeper inside her with each stroke. Emma had never been fucked so hard or felt so much weight on her body. All she could see was his chest. Then it dawned on her what this was all about. He was simply using her body, fucking her like a whore.

Jamie knew what he was doing. This was not the first time he had reamed out a young whore. He saw submission in her eyes. He was in full control of her body. After her orgasm, her cunt was looser. This made it easier for him to fuck the swollen crown of his thick cock faster and faster along the front wall of her womanhood.

"I'm coming again Jamie. Oh fuck me," she cried.

Panting above her, Jamie signaled his impending orgasm with a deep grunt, driving his dick as far as he could into her body. She felt the pulses of his ejaculation. The volume of his warm discharge filled her pussy, tightly sealed as it was by his thick penis.

Finally, it was finished. "That was fantastic, Jamie. Just wonderful. Thank you," she moaned as she felt his dick slide from her.

Jamie rolled off her onto his back, catching his breath.

The smell of sex hung in the air.

Pressing back against the headboard of the bed, Emma propped some pillows behind her to relax. She saw Clinton and Lisa looking between her legs. She stretched one leg out and raised her other knee, indecently exposing her dark and swollen lips, gaping hole and the slimy mess she and Jamie had made. They watched globs of semen roll over Emma's anus, pooling on the bed beneath her.

In turn, Lisa spread her legs offering sister whore a tawdry display of her own freshly fucked pussy. After Emma took a good look, she met Lisa's eye. Smiling, they exchanged knowing winks. She had just turned her first successful trick. With pride, Emma felt she was now one of the working girls in the Executive stable.

Lisa made a fresh round of drinks and served them in bed. All were grateful for the refreshment. It was obvious Jamie had enjoyed himself immensely, as had Emma. It had been her first intercourse with a heavy man and such a large cock but, vigorous and physically fit, she took it well. She was at the peak of her reproductive potential; literally built for fucking. She was just fine thank you.

Lisa was looking forward to her turn with Jamie. She liked his big dick, even if it made her husband self-conscious when he reclaimed her afterward.

Dinner

The cocktails and physical activity put everyone in the mood for dinner.

Emma and Jamie showered together. She felt naughty having him watch her as she went through her personal routine preparing to go out for the evening. On the toilet, she was still leaking his semen. She gave him a wink as she slipped a tampon in. She didn't want to stain her dinner dress.

She had a number of provocative and sexy selections. Jamie's erection kept poking through his robe as he insisted on having her model them. He finally chose a black evening gown with a plunging halter upholding a fitted bodice. It had a large keyhole opening between her generous breasts and showed his fresh mark on her right breast. Beneath her tits the material gathered into a fitted waist. The soft gown was slit from the top of one thigh to the floor.

Emma selected a black thong and platform shoes with six inch heels. A thin black ribbon collar and whore red lipstick completed the look of a shameless call girl. Perfect. She moved to Jamie and blew him a kiss, thanking him for the pleasure he had given her. "I love your big dick," she murmured.

Lisa chose a tight red halter mini dress cut to the top of her thigh. Her erect nipples and sheer red stockings were inciting. Crimson lipstick and red spikes gave her the sexy look she wanted.

The men decided to have dinner in the hotel's elegant restaurant. Brazenly walking across the crowed dining room, the alluring young prostitutes turned every head in the room.

Because all four wore wedding rings and were in intimate conversation, people in the restaurant might take the two couples for older husbands with trophy wives on a double date. They'd be right about that. Over dinner, Emma learned she would be servicing Clinton this evening. She offered him her radiant smile and welcomed his hand on her knee by opening her legs. The men decided to have their dessert in their bedroom suites.

The Subordinates

Leon and Jim became distracted from their work as soon as their superiors had left for the hotel. A call was on. Jim tried to break the ice with Leon by describing Lisa's charming physical attributes and how much she enjoyed sex. "I expect you'll see Lisa in the flesh before this is over," Jim said. "Honestly, I'd love to get a look at your gorgeous wife." With a look of resignation, Jim opened up about his own feelings. "Our wives are at their disposal, to instruct, to command, to tell them to do things purely for the sake of satisfying their own whims. For the satisfaction of our superiors, they will humiliate themselves as our bosses so desire."

At first Leon was nervous and reserved about talking about his wife. Soon, stimulated by the salacious discussion, he shared some very personal and detailed attributes of Emma.

They speculated about the sex most likely underway at the hotel and the possibilities of the weekend. Both men were excited by the overall situation.

Jim didn't share how his wife's pussy felt after her dates with Jamie and his thick cock. There was no point in causing him any unnecessary anxiety. Soon enough he'd experience that lewd sensation with his own wife.

They returned to the Executives' empty suites and took in the layout of the lavish arrangements. The experienced housekeeping staff at this luxury hotel had tidied up the remnants of sex and turned down fresh sheets. They found their bags in their own small bedrooms. The sleeping arrangements confirmed their subordinate status.

Showering, Leon now realized his wife would be sleeping with his boss and not him. His mind wandered from what had gone on earlier in the day to what was next.

The subordinates were waiting in anticipation in Jamie and Emma's suite when the two couples returned from dinner. Leon was stunned at the provocative dress of his wife and the new mark on her breast. He had never seen her dressed this way. Jim openly leered at Leon's wife; her outstanding breasts displayed in a keyhole halter top.

The junior men served cocktails to their wives and superiors as they reviewed the events of the work day. They couldn't keep their eyes off of each other's wife.

Lisa sensed the men needed a moment by themselves. "Come on Emma, let's go to my room and freshen up. We'll be back in a few."

Alone, they were unsure whether their husbands would be present during the next part of the evening and unsure of what they should wear if they were. They quickly concluded their only purpose was to entertain the Executives and they'd dress accordingly. If their husbands were present, they'd certainly get an eyeful.

Jamie knew Leon was apprehensive. "Emma made a memorable first impression on us this afternoon and demonstrated she understands her status in the arrangement," Jamie said. "Your wife is a fantastic piece of ass with a great rack of tits. I'm looking forward to dating her."

It was an emotional moment for Leon. His boss verified what he expected and knew in his heart; he had taken his wife and this was only the beginning. He wondered about the proper response to his superior. There was no answer, just a surge of jealousy and shame ... and lust.

Clinton told the subordinate husbands that when their wives returned they would be entertaining Jamie and him. They could stay in the suite or go back to their rooms as they wished.

"Like most men, you've fantasized about watching your wife have sex with another man. Jim's seen it firsthand. He has some idea about what will transpire if he stays," Clinton explained to Leon. "The first time you see her handled by another man can be very hard on you. I've been there. It was hard for me to bear. Have your first experience watching your wife have sex after you have been at this for a while and in a more relaxed setting; like during one of her regular dates in your own home with just Emma, her date and you. Most of us don't mind if the husband looks in occasionally. I'd accommodate you when we get back home."

"Keep in mind, if you stay, unless we tell you otherwise, keep your hands off your dicks and your wives. You can look but don't touch," Clinton instructed.

Leon saw them first. The spectacle took his breath away. Both women wore crimson lipstick, their red ribbon, gold clasped collars, sheer red panties and red platform stiletto heels. Large breasts jiggling, they walked over to join the conversation. Lisa moved with the confidence of a beautiful woman, proud of her body and confident in her sexuality. Emma walked toward Clinton with a beautiful friendly smile that added to the attraction of her gorgeous face. It was then Leon and Jim saw her very red naked ass. She'd been beaten. It certainly didn't show in her attitude.

Clinton returned her smile as he quietly greeted her.

Again, Lisa saw her husband lusting over Emma. Jim clenched his hands as he watched Emma pause before Clinton. His dick was fully erect, straining at his pants and pointing straight at Emma. "Tough shit, Jim," Lisa thought to herself, "You want something you can't have."

Leon's attention was divided between the two women. Lisa played her full breasts across Jaime's arm while he cupped her pussy obviously running a finger along her hairy slit. He was more struck by the conduct of his own wife. As she walked by he smelled her freshened perfume; First. She made no eye contact with him as Clinton embraced her for a kiss, their first. In shame, he watched Clinton fondle her breasts and deepen their open mouth kiss. Flushed in sexual excitement, she broke the kiss and met Clinton's eyes. "I can hardly wait," she whispered.

"OK guys. We're going to get comfortable," Jamie said "We'll soon be back to party."

The bosses left the women with their husbands whose erections were obvious. Of course, the women were just as excited; breasts taunt, nipples firm.

Lisa was keenly aware of Leon staring at her tits and hairy pubis. "No harm in taking a good look Leon. I don't mind at all," she said with a smile as she turned to show him her ass. "If you stick around, you'll see me service your boss." He was about to cum in his pants.

Emma put her arm around her husband and explained she completely understood his interest in Lisa and knew his jealousy of the Executives had to be smoldering. Jim openly leered at Emma. "Of course, Jim is lusting for me," Emma said to her husband, "It's completely natural and that's nothing for you to be jealous of, either."

Lisa and Jim were standing so close they were almost a part of her very personal conversation with her husband. There was no privacy to be had.

"But what about your neck and your ass? He marked you and beat you," Leon asked.

"It's a hickey, so what. Yes, Jamie spanked me very hard. It hurt and still does. He did it because I didn't do something I'm expected to do. It's a lesson learned for me. Both of us are over it," she explained.

"No matter what happens tonight, I'm your wife. I love you and I can't wait to make love to you. This afternoon, Leon face fucked me, beat me and, then, fucked me with the biggest dick I've ever taken. My ass hurts, my pussy's a little sore and tender and I'm still carrying his sperm. But I'm going to put out my best for Clinton and Jamie again if he wants me; as many times as he wants me. I'm going to take it like a woman and enjoy it as much as I can," Emma explained.

Remembering the lesson in body language Lisa taught her earlier in the afternoon, she continued, "I know you won't like to hear this and I'm not proud to say it out loud, but I'm one of their whores. Look at my red collar. You know what it stands for. I'm fucking for money, Leon. We made our choice, dear. We need to make the best of this together as a married couple. If you stay to watch, then you need to deal with it like a man. It'll be easier for you to cope if you just relax and enjoy it as best as you can," Emma finished. She thought she sounded braver than she really felt but was confident she'd get through whatever was required of her. She just didn't know what to expect. She wished he'd just go to his room and let her do her job.

His wife had been fucked and beaten by his boss. For the first time she referred to herself as a whore and let him know she intended to enjoy her work. He thought knew what was coming and it made him jealous and resentful. If he stayed, he realized he'd be watching his wife, for the second time today, whore herself. Leon Montgomery blushed in shame.