With your mouth`

There will be plenty of time later to feel his magnificent cock inside of you. Refusing to let your impatience get the better of you, you focus on the task at hand. Suppressing your gag reflex, you draw him in deeper down your throat until your nose brushes against his neatly groomed silver pubes. He lets out a lustful moan as his dick bottoms out in your throat. Bobbing your head up and down, you try not to **** as you throat-fuck your boss's husband.

"Holy fuck, Suzy! I'm gonna cum soon if you keep that up!"

Coming up for oxygen, you look up at him and grin. "That's the idea," you say before sliding his cock down your throat again.

Ring, ring... Ring ring...

Greg's phone starts ringing in his pants pocket on the floor by your knees.

"Oh, that's Jackie! Suzy, hand me my phone, please? I have to take this."

His cock slips out of your mouth again as you look up at him incredulously. "Seriously?" you ask in disbelief.

"Seriously, now hand me the phone, Mrs. Jones, and get back to sucking," he says sternly. You're so taken aback by his commanding tone that you don't know what else to do than to obey. Letting go of his balls, you reach down and pull the ringing phone out of his pocket and hand it to him. "Thank you, my dear," he says more gently as he takes the phone from you.

"Hello Jackie-darling! ... Yes, everything is grand!"

His free hand reaches down and gently grabs the back of your head, guiding it to his cock. As your lips engulf his shaft once more, you can hardly believe Greg's boldness for having you continue to suck him off while he carries on a conversation with his wife. Isn't he at all concerned about what Jackie might hear? What if she finds out it's me? I could get fired for this! What have I gotten myself into?

"...Oh, uh, Jackie-darling, I think Suzy could use some words of encouragement from you right about now."

Panic races down your spine as he lowers the phone to your ear. What the hell is he doing? Jackie can't know I'm sucking off her husband! Is he trying to get me fired?

"Suzy-dear, I know you must have your mouth full right now so there's no need to answer. Greg doesn't keep any secrets from me, nor I from him. You're safe, and you're doing a wonderful job. I have all the confidence in the world that you'll take good care of my husband on this trip. That's why I sent you in my place. Now, just tap Greg on the thigh two times for me please so he knows to take the phone back."

Still feeling a little unsure of yourself, you lightly tap Greg twice on the thigh. He lifts the phone back to his ear and continues his conversation with Jackie. You try to focus again on sucking Greg's magnificent cock, but the phone call broke your concentration. Finally, he ends the call and hands the phone back to you.

"I'm sorry, my dear. You can stop now. I should've explained earlier," he says compassionately as you once again let his cock slip from your lips and move to stand up. Greg reaches down and pulls his underwear and pants back up. "You see, Jackie and I are swingers. We're very much in love and have been for a long, long time, but for us, part of our love is sharing our lust with others. Whenever she finds that spark of sexual chemistry with someone, I encourage her to pursue it. She does the same with me, and it makes our marriage that much richer and more exciting."

Hearing this revelation, so much about Greg and Jackie's relationship is beginning to make more sense; The way they openly flirt with other people, even right in front of each other; the way Jackie never seems to worry about being caught when you know she's been with another man; the way Greg discreetly fingered you that one time sitting across the table from Jackie...

"So, you're saying Jackie wants you to have sex with me?" you ask, still wrapping your head around the whole situation.

"Only if it's what you want too. Consent is key for everyone involved. Speaking of keys..." He pulls a card out of his pocket and hands it to you. You take it and turn it around in your hands. It's a hotel room key, except the plastic is platinum colored instead of the standard gold color.

"That's my spare executive suite key. The elevator won't take you to the executive floor without one of those. If you like, you can come up after you get back from meeting with your friend this evening. Also, feel free to use it to access any of the exclusive amenities," he explains.

"Wow, thank you," you say. Pausing for a moment, you think about Ryan and his bachelor party you're going to and wonder if you'll be too worn out to properly enjoy Greg's company. "Um, I may be out pretty late with my friend. Do you mind if I hold on to this for tomorrow evening?"

He smiles warmly, "Tomorrow evening it is then. Now, lets grab a quick bite to eat before the conference starts again."

Taking a deep breath and straightening your hair and clothes, the two of you discreetly exit the bathroom and swing by the lunch cart in the lobby to grab some sandwiches. Famished, you both eat quickly and then rejoin the conference just as the next speaker is beginning her presentation. Greg slips into an empty seat in the back of the conference hall, and you slip in next to him. The man is practically radiating sexual energy in your direction, and you can feel yourself getting wet just sitting next to him. You spend the rest of the afternoon by his side, feeding off his sexual aura. You wish you had time to go up to Greg's suite and screw his brains out before the bachelor party, but that will have to wait.