The Perfect Business Trip

Chapter 1 – Friday Evening

It was the beginning of a three-day weekend and I was stuck out of town with no prospects of completing the work I had planned on doing. A screw-up by one of my suppliers had resulted in this predicament. I own a small, but fast growing systems integration business, providing custom design, programming, installation and implementation of computer systems tailored to my clients needs. I was scheduled to replace an old system for one of my clients over the weekend so that it wouldn’t impact on his business during the week. Upon my arrival, I had discovered that the hardware supplier had shipped the wrong equipment and I couldn’t do the job as scheduled. Telephone calls quickly identified the problem. A warehouse worker had mixed up my order with another. The items I needed were sitting on a loading dock on the East Coast. The supplier promised to correct the problem and cover any additional expenses. Unfortunately, he could not get the needed items on site before noon on Tuesday. It was cheaper to stay and wait than it was to make another round trip flight to be back on Monday. The client and I had agreed on a new schedule with me doing the installation at night after his office had closed. My stay would have to be extended though the next weekend to complete the job. Now I was facing a long, boring weekend. Little did I know things would get better, much better.
Having finished dinner, I was sitting in the hotel bar having a drink. Looking around, I saw the usual traveling businessmen and a few people that probably found their flight canceled or been bumped. A small band was just starting up the evening’s entertainment and things were not looking good. As I looked over the bar, I noticed a handsome young couple enter the bar and take a table near the dance floor. She was a striking blond, about 5’6″ in low heels, and wearing a tight strapless sheath dress that left very little about her build to the imagination. He was also a blond, about 5’8″, and fit. They appeared to be in their mid to late twenties. They laughed together as they took a table and ordered drinks from the waitress. I sipped my drink and went back to people watching and feeling sorry for myself. A little while later, I noticed them on the dance floor and felt a little envy as she glued herself to her fellow as they slow danced across the floor.
I was finishing up my second drink and getting ready to head up to my room when the waitress appeared at my table with another drink. “Compliments of the couple over there,” she said, pointing to the young couple I had noticed. I assumed they must work for my client and had recognized me from the office that afternoon. I picked up the drink and walked over to thank them.
“Thanks for the drink but I must apologize, I’m not sure I know who you are,” I said. They laughed and he replied, ” We’ve never met but you looked depressed and we’re celebrating. You were spoiling our mood. We wanted to cheer you up. Sit down and lighten up some. We’re trying to have some fun.”
Taking a seat, I admitted I was a little down in the dumps and was sorry for almost spoiling their evening. During introductions, I found that Jeff, 28, was a successful financial advisor and Janet, 26, was a real estate agent. They had booked a honeymoon suite for the long weekend in town, before heading out for a belated honeymoon cruise in the Pacific. I asked how they stayed so fit with the jobs they had. Jeff explained he had been a gymnast all through college and still worked out regularly. He even made the Olympic tryouts once. Janet turned out to be a tennis buff and played several times a week. Soon we were laughing and talking like old friends, taking a break only when Janet hauled one of us to the dance floor for a fast dance. About an hour later, Jeff excused himself to go to the men’s room and Janet pulled me out for another dance. This turned out to be a slow one. Janet made sure we had full body contact as we glided over the floor. As we danced, the pressure of her hot body against me soon had my cock at full attention. Rather than pull away, Janet seemed intent on teasing as much as possible. As the song ended, I broke away and pulled her back to the table.
“Jeff should be back soon,” I said as we sat down. ” No,” Janet answered, “He’s probably in the room by now and I have a confession to make. Jeff and I lied a little to you.”
“What? You’re not married, and he’s your pimp? This is just the way you pick up customers?” I asked. I was definitely horny and more than a little pissed at this point. “I guess I need to leave.”
Grabbing my hand, Janet said, “No! Please don’t go. Jeff and I are married and he’s not my pimp. What we lied about was why we bought you the drink. Please let me explain.”
” Go ahead but it better be good. I’m about ready to call the cops,” I answered.
” Jeff and I have been married about two years. We are taking a belated honeymoon starting Tuesday afternoon. We lied about you looking depressed. Jeff and I found out after we were married that we are both preferred to be sexually submissive. We get along fine for the most part by taking turns being the master or slave. However, we decided that when we finally got a chance to take a honeymoon, we would find someone to sexually dominate both of us. We want you to be that person. When we saw you, you didn’t look depressed. You looked in charge, stern, aware of your surroundings, and master of everything in your domain. Please! Don’t let us down. Take us as your willing slaves for at least the night. Here is a key to our suite.”
I was stunned. I had a lovely lady begging to be my sex slave for the night. That was fine, my fiancée, Pam, and I had played a few domination games. We both enjoyed it and we had an open relationship so taking Janet for a tumble wasn’t a problem. However, I wasn’t sure what to do about Jeff. “Janet, I’d love to have you for a sex slave for the evening or even longer. I’m just not sure how much fun it would be for Jeff. I don’t think he’d be very happy just watching you serve me.”
“Don’t worry. Just the humiliation of watching you use me would be a big turn on for Jeff. Just make him serve you by watching or turning down the bed, whatever. He gets off on being ordered around. Please say yes,” Janet pleaded. “Remember, if you enjoy it, I can be yours to use all weekend.”
That was a pleasing thought, especially with the hard-on that was throbbing in my slacks. I thought for a few moments and gave Janet my answer. “I will accept you and Jeff into my service for tonight. If I find the trial servitude acceptable, I will keep you for the weekend. Here are the rules. You will return to your room and inform the slave boy of my decision. When I arrive, both of you are to be nude, waiting for me in the following position. You will be kneeling, buttocks on your heels, knees spread, and hands open, palm up on your knees with heads bowed. When I enter, you are not to look up or speak. When I address you, all response must begin or end with “Master”. You will not speak unless asked or ordered to. My commands or wishes are mandatory for your compliance. Leave the key on the table and return to your room await my desires.”
“Thank you, Master,” Janet murmured as she dropped the key on the table and left. Watching her leave, I sipped at my drink and wondered what the hell I had gotten myself into. I’m 42 years old, 6’1″ and 175 pounds. I’m fit but not what you would expect a gorgeous young lady to pick up in a bar, especially with her husband hoping you’ll agree. Finishing my drink, I grabbed the key and headed up to my room for a quick call before I went to see what the night had in store for me. My fiancée wasn’t home when I called; probably out to pick up some young stud to keep her satisfied while I was out of town. She might even decide to do some young lady if the male choices were lean. Pam enjoys an occasional same sex romp but usually save
s those until I can enjoy them,
sometimes just watching and occasionally joining in. No problem, I left a message that I’d be out of the room for the night and would call later. She would assume I had found a friend for the evening and would want all the details when I got home. As I said, we have an open relationship.
Arriving at Jeff and Janet’s penthouse suite, I took a deep breath and unlocked the door. Walking in I found them waiting just as I had instructed. Glancing around, I noticed they definitely had a suite, one of four on the roof of the hotel. The front room consisted of a large sitting area with a couch, large sturdy coffee table with end tables, and a couple of armchairs. Off to the right was a dining area, with a table and six chairs and sliding glass doors leading to a private patio equipped with a hot tub. Janet was gorgeous in clothes, even more so without them. Her breasts were firm and pert, the nipples standing in excitement or anticipation, her stomach flat and her pubic hair shaved in a small bikini trim. Glancing over at Jeff, I saw a well-defined torso, washboard stomach and firm muscles. His cock was hanging semi-erect between his thighs. It appeared to be smaller than mine and might indicate Janet would have a tight pussy to offer her new master. I walked around them, examining the slaves that wished to serve me.
Returning to stand in front of them, I issued my first orders, “Slaves. I will refer to you as “boy” and “girl”. You must earn the right to a name by your service to me. You must be unhesitant in your obedience and diligent in satisfying my desires. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Master,” they replied. I decided to start the evening’s pleasures.
” First, I must be more comfortable, that means I must get out of my clothing. Boy, when I tell you, you will crawl forward and remove my shoes and then return to your position. Girl, you will then crawl forward and remove my socks. Boy, you will then remove my shirt. Girl, my slacks. Boy, my undershirt. At no time will you look at my face, keep your heads bowed. Always crawl to me. You may only stand if the item you are removing requires it. Do you understand? “
“Yes, Master,” they answered.
“Begin,” I ordered. They quickly complied. I noticed Jeff had a raging hard-on by the time he had crawled over to remove my shoes and returned to his position. Maybe Janet was right, he only needed to be ordered around. Soon I was down to my briefs and they were bulging with my hard 7 1/2″ cock. “I think the next effort will require team work. Boy, girl, both of you must remove my briefs. You may only use your mouths, tongues and teeth. You are each restricted to your side of my briefs. When they are removed, return to your present positions. Begin.” They crawled forward and each took a chunk of cloth between their teeth. As they tried to slide down the briefs, the band caught on my jutting prick. “Girl, free my cock from the briefs.” Janet leaned over and nipped the cloth above my cock and pulled them out and down past the head of my dick. Her hot, moist breath blowing over my prick almost caused me to cum right then. But, she was soon past the point of temptation and my briefs were on the floor. Jeff and Janet returned to their original positions and awaited my next command.
Stepping out of my briefs, I again walked slowly around the two of them. Janet’s nipples seemed even more erect than before and her pussy seemed to glisten with moisture from her building excitement. Jeff was definitely more excited. His cock now stood at full mast, bouncing slightly with each heartbeat. It was clear that Janet was correct when she said that just being ordered around was a turn on for Jeff. His cock was smaller than mine by at least an inch and at least 1/3 of the girth. Janet should be a nice tight fit. I noticed they each had a firm, shapely ass. My fiancee would love to grab a feel of Jeff’s butt. She likes nice tight buns on a guy. Completing my walk around, I moved over and sat down on the couch, knees spread wide.
“Girl, crawl over here and assume the position between my legs. Boy, pick up my clothes and put them away. Then position yourself alongside the girl at the outside of my left leg,” I demanded. They hurried to obey. When they were in place, I issued my next command. “Girl, as my slave, you must be able to satisfy me orally. I expect you to lick and suck my cock, taking it completely into your mouth and throat. You will continue this until I reward you with a load of hot cum. You will swallow every drop of my load. Boy, you must watch the girl very closely. You are to ensure that she does not bite me and that she adequately fulfills my command. Do you both understand?” “Yes, Master,” they answered. “Very well, girl begin,” I directed.
Taking the base of my cock in her hand, Janet leaned forward over my prick. Teasing my balls with her other hand, she quickly engulfed my cock in her mouth. She began a slow steady bobbing of her head over my cock. At first, she was only took about half of it into her mouth but she was persistent. More and more of my cock disappeared on each downward motion until she had conquered the entire length. She knew what she was doing. I could feel her tongue stroking the head of my cock as she withdrew it almost out of her mouth, retaining the head to tease. Jeff watched intently as his wife devoured my prick. I could hear his breathing quicken as she sucked my cock. It didn’t take long. I soon felt the familiar surge of sensation as I reached the end of my endurance. My balls flexed as they pumped a massive load of cum upward into that warm, sucking receptacle. Grasping her head, my hips arched upward forcing my cock deep into her mouth. The initial surge of jism overwhelmed Janet’s ability to swallow, cum spurted from the corners of her mouth. Recovering quickly, she swallowed and continued to suck until she had emptied my balls of their offering. She was still sucking at me as I lifted her head from my lap, allowing my now flaccid dick to flop free. I noticed Jeff’s eyes never strayed from Janet’s lips and my cock as I extracted myself. He was flushed and his eyes glinted with excitement. As I relaxed, I noticed my cum still dribbling down Janet’s chin and dripping onto her pert breasts.
“Girl, your oral talents meet, for the most part, with my approval. However, boy, you failed to completely carry out your meager orders. The girl failed to swallow all of my cum as I ordered. You were responsible for ensuring she obeyed all my orders. As punishment, you will now lick all cum she missed from her face and tits,” I said. I noticed some hesitation in Jeff when he heard this. “Do you not wish to serve your Master? Is my cum not good enough for you? Should I dismiss you from my service now or will you obey?” I demanded. “Yes, Master. I will obey,” Jeff mumbled.
He leaned forwarded and licked at Janet’s breasts with his tongue. Janet was excited as well. From the gasp his first lick generated, I think she may have had a small orgasm at the touch. Jeff slowly cleaned cum from his wife’s breasts and face as I watched. Although he had hesitated at first, I noticed he didn’t seem too upset by the final act.
When he was finished, I delivered my next set of orders, “Boy, girl. Proceed to the bedroom and turn down the bed. Remove all the top covers so that the bed is clear except for the bottom sheet. When that is done, resume the position facing the foot of the bed. I will join you in a moment.” Jeff and Janet disappeared down the hall toward the bedroom. Stepping into the bathroom in the hallway, I took a good piss and went to join my slaves.
Entering the bedroom, I found myself surrounded by mirrors. Whoever designed the honeymoon suite, wanted to be sure that the users wouldn’t miss any of their own action. Mirrors covered most of the walls and ceiling, all centered on the king-sized bed in the room. I noticed a master bath off to the left. Janet and Jeff were in position and waiting. Climbing up on the
bed, I moved to the head a
nd leaned back against the headboard. I then decided how to proceed with the next event.
“Girl, I have sampled your oral talents and found them acceptable. However, there are other ways my cock likes to be satisfied. Soon I will need to sample your pussy. Before that, I think you should be rewarded for eating my cock so well. Boy, you will now orally satisfy the girl. She will suck my cock up nice and hard while you do so. This way, her pussy will be juicy and hot when my prick is ready to invade it. Girl, climb up here and take my cock in your mouth while on your hands and knees. Boy, when she is in position, you will lie on you back and slide forward until you can tongue her cunt. Here is a pillow to rest your head on.” Janet quickly moved into position and licked my slowly reviving cock into her mouth. Jeff slid the pillow between her knees and moved into place beneath her pussy. Janet wasted no time settling her cunt over his mouth. “Lick her good, boy. I want her pussy ready to explode when my cock slides into it,” I said. Jeff went to work and Janet gasped at the touch of his tongue on her cunt. That caused her to renew her efforts on my cock. Looking over Janet’s back, I could see Jeff’s cock waving in the air. He would need some relief before the night was over or his balls might explode.
As Janet worked on my hardening cock, I watched her shudder through two orgasms from Jeff’s tongue. Soon, I was ready to fuck her cunt. Pulling her away from my cock, I directed her to turn around. “Girl, since you are as sloppy as a pig when sucking cock, I plan to fuck you like a pig. I’m going to mount you doggy style while the boy continues to eat your cunt.” Janet swung around presenting her sweet ass toward me and positioned herself over Jeff’s mouth again. Moving forward, my knees straddled Jeff’s head as my cock angled toward Janet’s pussy. “Boy. Guide my cock to the girl’s cunt. When I have fully entered, you will resume licking her as I fuck her. Girl, you may touch the boy’s cock with your hand but nothing else,” I stated. I felt Jeff take my cock in hand and pull me forward as he lined my cock up to his wife’s pussy. I felt a new thrill at the thought of having him lead my throbbing dick to his wife’s cunt. Once I felt the head against her pussy lips, I drove my cock forward. Burying my prick completely, I felt Janet contract in another orgasm, showering my dick and Jeff’s face with her juices. “Lick her boy. It’s time for me to ride this cunt,” I said. As I pumped my cock into Janet, I could feel my balls slapping and sliding over Jeff’s forehead. His tongue bathed the bottom of my prick as it sawed in and out of her. Soon it seemed Jeff was spending more tongue time licking my cock and balls than he was servicing Janet’s clit. With my hands on Janet’s hips, I plowed my cock into her, working for my orgasm. When it hit, I slammed deep, spaying wave after wave of cum into that tight pussy. Jeff continued to lick both of us throughout my orgasm, seeming to tease even more cum from me. His action also bought Janet over the edge again, her cunt clamping tight and milking my cock of everything I had to offer. Totally spent, I collapsed to the side off of Janet while Jeff continued to eat her, my cum dribbling from her cunt onto his face and into his mouth.
A few moments later, I pushed Janet off Jeff, forcing her cunt away from his mouth. Jeff’s face was coated with her juices and my cum. I noticed his cock was still throbbing in the air. Obviously, Janet hadn’t had the time or the presence of mind to jack him off as I fucked her. That would have to be corrected or I would have a disgruntled slave on my hands.
Sitting up, I returned to my position at the head of the bed. “Boy, girl, so far your service to me is marginally acceptable. Boy, your tongue action on my cock and balls while I fucked the girl was a nice addition to my pleasures.” I noticed Janet’s eyes widen at this statement. “I think you will be rewarded soon for your initiative. First, girl, my cock and balls are covered with your pussy juice and my cum. Crawl between my legs and suck and lick them clean,” I ordered. Janet quickly complied and I enjoyed the attention she provided my well-worked member. When she had finished, I was feeling the beginnings of another erection but no urgent demand to satisfy it. It was time to get Jeff some relief but to still retain control of both of my new slaves.
“Girl, lie down. It’s time for you to reward the boy for his attention to your master. Boy, on your knees, straddle the girl’s waist facing her,” I said. Jeff just knew he was going to get to fuck his wife but I had other ideas. Once they complied, I continued, “Boy, it is obvious that you are excited by the service you and the girl have provided tonight. So, I am going to have her relieve your need. Girl, reach down and grab boy’s cock. I want you to masturbate him. Do it slowly, play with his balls, and let him see you lick the lips that suck my cock so well but you may only use your hands for his pleasure.” Janet grinned as she considered the control I was exerting over her and Jeff’s pleasure. Reaching forward she trailed her fingers over Jeff’s balls and grasped his prick stroking him only once before she released him and began to rub his thighs. She was a specialist at teasing a cock. I watched as she drew out Jeff’s torment, teasing but not pleasing. My cock continued to swell as Jeff writhed in discomfort. Finally, she reached forward and began a slow, steady stroking of his cock. Jeff’s ass pumped as he fucked her fist, quickly reaching his orgasm. With a groan, he thrust his hips forward. His back arched and his seed sprayed over Janet’s face, breasts and stomach. Janet didn’t flinch. She milked him dry. The last drop of semen dripped from his dick to land on her stomach.
By now, my cock was again throbbing to be relieved. Pushing Jeff aside, I rolled atop of Janet and sank my cock into her pussy. Riding her hard, I could feel Jeff’s juices between us. Her masturbation of Jeff had again ignited her cunt. Within a dozen thrusts, I felt her pussy clamp down on me in orgasm. I soon followed her, gushing another load of cum into her twat. Rolling off Janet, I said, “Girl, lick the boy’s juices from me and our juices from my cock. Boy, when she is done, you will lick your juices from her face, chest and stomach”. When they had done this, I told them it was time for some sleep. “By the way, you may only sleep with your heads at my waist or lower. I often have an erection during the night or just before waking. With two slaves available, I don’t expect to have this happen. If I awaken with a hard-on, I expect one of you to be already solving the problem. Do you understand?” Their response of “Yes, Master,” was the last thing I heard before we settled down to a sound night’s sleep, Janet on my left and Jeff on my right..
About 4:30 AM, I woke with an urgent need to take a leak. Going to the master bath, I relieved myself and looked around. The bath was almost as large as my entire bedroom. It included a double sink, separate enclosure for the toilet and separate shower and bathtub. The shower had multiple heads and could probably hold a party of six or eight. On the opposite side of the room was a Jacuzzi bathtub that could easily seat 4 or more. I figured my slaves and I would get good use of them before them weekend was out. Entering the bedroom, I looked over at my new toys. Jeff was sprawled on his stomach along the lower half of the bed. Janet was similarly positioned on the other side but her ass was halfway stuck up in the air. Her pose caused a stir in my cock. Watching her quickly gave me an erection. As I returned to bed, I dipped a finger in Janet’s cunt and she moaned. She was still moist from our last episode. Climbing up between her calves, I lifted her hips and positioned myself behind her. I slid my cock into her now familiar pussy. Even in her sleep, she hunched her cunt back against me, taking my cock completely
in a single s
troke. Grasping her hips, I fucked her slow and hard. My orgasm was slowly but steadily building. Fucking faster, I wondered if Jeff was awake. Did he know I was fucking his wife again? I hoped so. He had offered her to me for the weekend. This was part of the thrill. With a sudden thrust, I emptied my balls into Janet. After pumping my fourth load of cum into her, I dropped between them and went back to sleep.