Friday

Sandra wanted to make sure that she was ready for the big meeting with Reggie, so she left work a little early, knowing that if her boss objected, she could offer herself to smooth things over. Sandra wondered exactly where they were going to eat, but figured that something more formal than her blouse and skirt would be more appropriate.

At 5:30 she is just finishing her makeup when Josh sends her a text saying that he was running late.

She responds she will be ready to walk out the door when he gets home.

She looks at her reflection, assessing the tight little black dress, wondering if the displayed cleavage was too much, or if the skirt was too short. She went with her “conservative” matte black 3 inch heels.

Just after 6:00 Josh rushes in the door. He kisses her quickly before taking his backpack to his office. He comes back out. “Honey, I really hate to do this, but can you meet Reggie alone? I think I have had a breakthrough and I don't want to lose this train of thought.”

Sandra looks at him incredulously. “You want me to go have dinner alone with a man I barely know? A man that is giving you money. Who is expecting you to give him an update on said project?”

Josh seems to look at her for the first time since he got home. “Wow. You look amazing, as usual.” He hands her a folder. “I have printed everything out. You know this almost as well as me. Please.”

Sandra steps up to him and looks into his eyes. “Josh, I love you. I will do anything to help you reach your dream.” She slides her hand down his chest and cups his enclosed cock and balls. “Please know that this will cost you.”

Josh moans softly. “Thank you dear. I owe you so much for this.”

Sandra gets on her toes and kisses him gently. “I just hope that you are willing to pay the cost. So tell me where I’m meeting him?”

Josh forwards the text that Reggie sent to him and then replies to him, to tell him he couldn’t make it, but that his wife would meet him there.

Sandra gets the directions and leaves. When she gets to the restaurant, she checks her makeup and fluffs up her breasts. Reggie is waiting at the front for her. They hug and he leads her back to a corner table. “I was really bummed when your husband said that he wouldn’t be able to make it. However, having such a beautiful dinner companion is making up for it.”

Sandra blushes slightly. “Well, I can’t replace him or his knowledge, but he sent me with some stuff for us to discuss.”

“Is this project why he couldn’t make it?”

“Yes. He had an idea and didn’t want to lose the momentum.”

Reggie nods. “Do you think it is going well?”

“From what I can tell, yes, it is.”

“Well, that is good enough for me. I was going to order champagne, as this was supposed to be a celebration dinner, but with just the two of us here, I don’t know if we want to split an entire bottle.”

“Josh doesn’t care much for champagne, so it would be wasted on him.”

“So you would have been drinking his share, anyway?”

“Probably.”

The server comes, and he orders filet mignon and lobster while she orders king crab and lobster. The server was about to leave when Reggie stopped him and added a bottle of champagne. “We only live once, right?”

Sandra smiles. “True. I’m just glad that it doesn’t make me too... friendly, since I’m having dinner alone with a handsome man.” She sees him squirm. “Sorry, did I make you uncomfortable?”

“No. It is that if this was a date that I would have taken it completely differently.”

The server returns with their drink. “To a successful outcome.”

Sandra responds, “And many more status meetings.”

The conversation over dinner is easy and flows smoothly from topic to topic. Sandra can feel the champagne affecting her, but tries to keep the flirtations down. When they leave, he walks her to her car. “Thank you for the update. I’m sorry that Josh couldn’t make it.”

“Thank you for the wonderful dinner, and the even better company.” Sandra wraps her arms around him and gives him a tight hug.

Reggie hesitates slightly before returning the hug. He feels his hands slide down her back, but stops them before they get to her lower back.

Sandra smiles to herself as she gets the feeling that these status updates could get much more interactive in the future.

Back at home, Sandra finds her husband still at his computer. She spins around his chair and kisses him passionately. “You missed a sumptuous dinner. Reggie fed me seafood and champagne.”

“Champagne?”

“Mmm hmm. It was a celebration dinner. Don’t worry. I was careful after drinking it.” She pulled the hem of her dress until it was around her waist, showing him the lacy black panties that she wore. She straddles his legs and takes his hands and places it against her wet panties. “Feel how wet I am. Isn't it a good thing that Reggie didn't know that champagne makes me horny?”

Josh rubs the wet crotch of her panties. “If you hand me the key, I can help you with the effects of the champagne.”

Sandra kisses him hard. “No. This is going to be part of your punishment. You can watch me masturbate, or you can strap on one of my dildos and fuck me with it, but you are staying locked until next Friday.” She kisses him again as she lets him think this over. “So what will it be, love? Are you going to watch me please myself, or do you want to fuck me while not feeling a thing?” She sits down and grinds against him.

Josh groans. “I’ll wear the strap-on.”

Sandra leans in and bites his earlobe. Feeling extra naughty, she whispers. “Should I call out his name? Beg Reggie to fuck me while you pound that dildo into me?”

Trembling at the excitement of the idea, he lies. “No. Please don’t.”

“OK love. Finish up here. I’ll be in the bedroom waiting for you.” Sandra stands and walks out of the room, not bothering to pull down her dress. In the bedroom, she lies on the bed and waits for her husband.

About ten minutes later he comes in and lays down beside her, kissing her and holding her. “What dildo do you want me to use?”

“I’ll let you decide.” As he gets up to get the harness and the dildo, Sandra moves to the edge of the bed, kneeling for him to enter her from behind. She lowers her shoulders, pushing her butt into the air. “Surprise me. I don’t want to know which one you pick until you slide it into me.”

Josh steps behind her and lightly slaps her right cheek. Sandra acts surprised, wishing he would put more **** in the slap. “Should I remove your panties?”

“Up to you. You can either pull them down or just push them to the side before you fuck me.”

Josh gently slides them down over her hips. He lines the head of the 7 inch pink dildo up with her slick slit and slides it up and down, gathering some of her wetness on it.

Sandra groans lustfully as she pushes back, trying to get the toy in her. “Please fuck me. I was good and didn’t flirt with Reggie.”

Josh angry with her for bringing up his name, slams the dildo into her. Gripping her hips hard, he fucks her roughly. His pent up sexual frustration fueling his thrusts, his ears deaf to her moans and screams. Exhausted and spent, he finally pulls out of her and collapses on to the bed. It is when she flops the other way that he sees that somehow 45 minutes have passed. “Oh gawd. Are you OK?”

Sandra nods and smiles weakly at him.

Sandra wakes in the middle of the night to find herself under the covers. She goes to the restroom, feeling sore, but in a way that she didn’t mind. She crawls back into bed and snuggles up against her husband.