The conference begins`

The hotel conference room is abuzz with activity. Executives, employees, vendors, contractors, and clients flit about during the standard meet-and-greet before the first presentation. You make small talk with many familiar faces and introduce yourself to several new ones. A few clients give you a wink and a sly nod in passing, specifically the ones you offered a "full benefits package" which included you naked in a hotel bed to seal the deal. As you continue to mingle, you feel a hand playfully squeeze your ass. Thinking it's one of those clients, you turn around and are about to remind them that your body was part of the deal for that day only but then stop short when you come face to face with Greg Saunders, your boss' husband and lead executive for your branch during this conference.

"Oh! Mr. Saunders... hi," you stammer, your cheeks flushed.

"Relax, Suzy, or should I be calling you Mrs. Jones since you suddenly feel the need to be so formal?" he chuckles. His jovial air helps put you at ease. Of course it was him! He grabs your ass like that all the time at the office, even in front of his wife. Sometimes you think she even encourages him to do it.

"I'm sorry, Greg. I'm just a bit distracted this morning, that's all," you say, trying to sound casual.

"Oh? Is everything all right?" he asks.

"Yes, everything's fine. I just found out an old friend is in town today, and I'm going to meet with him later this evening. We have some catching up to do."

"That sounds lovely, Suzy. Just don't get too distracted. No one else in this company can make our clients happy like you can, except maybe my lovely Jackie."

That makes you smile. Not only do you appreciate the compliment, but you also know that your boss Jackie is so successful in part because she was willing to screw her way to the top and knew how to do it without becoming the company slut. She also taught you everything she knows about keeping clients happy, especially when it comes to offering "benefits packages". You've been eagerly following in her footsteps, and she's been grooming you to take over for her when she eventually retires.

"If you'll excuse me, I have to go rub elbows and kiss ass with the other execs. If you need anything, just give me a call." He gives your ass one more playful squeeze and walks off towards a small group of older men in expensive suits. As he leaves, your mind wanders to the time he discreetly fingered your pussy during a meeting with Jackie and another top executive. Ever since then, you've wanted a taste of his cock. Maybe this weekend he'll finally give it to you. It might be a good idea to see if he has any plans for lunch.

Your thoughts are interrupted by the sound of an incoming text on your phone. Fishing it out of your purse, you see it's from your sister Diane.

Hey Sis, I'm flying into the city today around noon. Want to grab lunch if you're not too busy?

Now you have to stop and think for a minute. You just spent last night having hot steamy sex with her ex-husband, so seeing Diane this soon after that could be awkward. Besides, you were just thinking about spending your lunch with Greg, and she would understand if you told her you have to take a "working lunch" today. On the other hand, you're reminded of the thought you had this morning in the shower about sending her over to fuck Dave. It was a fun idea, but now you're not so sure you want to share your husband's magnificent cock with your little sister. She might try to steal him away from you. For all you know, she could have already spread her legs for Dave several times over. Would she tell you if she had? Would Dave? Would you really want to know?

After some careful thought, you send her a text message in response.