Derek stopped at the bar to get a drink before finding a seat to watch Valencia’s presentation. He had a nagging feeling that he might have just shagged the new CEO. But since it was her idea, he figured he didn’t need to worry about getting fired.

“Good evening, everyone! Thank you all for coming. My name is Valencia Welton, and I’m here tonight to introduce your new CEO, my husband, Anton Welton.”

Holy fuck! I’m toast!

The audience clapped as a tall man with dark brown hair and serious brown eyes approached the podium. Derek chuckled inwardly. Val had a type, as Anton could have been his richer, better-dressed brother.

Anton kissed Val’s hand as the applause subsided and grabbed the microphone. “Thank you, everyone. I am excited to be your new CEO and even more pleased to announce that my lovely wife, Valencia, will serve as your Director of Operations and work closely with me to bring our company, Everett Global Industries, to a new level of distinction.”

As Derek sat dumbfounded, he caught Val staring at him. She smiled like the Cheshire Cat, making him wonder what the hell she was up to.

Anton continued talking to the group, but none of it registered with Derek. He was too busy worrying about whether or not he would be looking for a new job soon.

He should have known that a woman like Val wouldn’t be single. Yet there wasn’t a ring on her finger. Disappointment crept in as he realized his wild notion of fucking her again and then asking her out on a proper date seemed very unlikely. Ah well, she’d been a lot of fun, and maybe his job would be safe if she wasn’t the kind of woman to kiss and tell.

After the presentation, Derek walked back over to the bar to order another drink and contemplate his future when he felt a firm hand on his shoulder. He turned and found himself face-to-face with Anton.

“Hello, Derek,” he said, holding out his hand.

Derek shook it and said, “Hello, Mr. Welton.”

“Please, call me Anton. I understand you’ve already met my wife, Valencia.”

Panic rose in Derek’s belly. Did he know that they’d fucked? Or that they’d merely met already?

“Yes, I met her when I first arrived. Great party, by the way. A very classy way to introduce yourselves as our new bosses.”

Anton grinned. “I’m glad you’re having a good time.”

“Absolutely,” he replied. Was Anton baiting him?

Suddenly, Val approached and said, “Oh, darling, I see you’ve met Derek. He’s the one I want.”

Derek nearly choked on his whisky.

“Well, my love, if he’s the one you want, then make it so. A pleasure to meet you, Derek. I look forward to working with you. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I need to mingle.” Then, turning to Val, he said, “I’ll catch up with you later, my love. I’m sure you and Derek have a lot to discuss.”

When Anton was a safe distance away, Derek frowned. “What the fuck was that? Does he know? Am I about to get fired?”

Val laughed. “No, silly, you’re being promoted. He was talking about the fact that I want you to be our new IT Manager.”

“So, was the romp upstairs my interview?”

“See? I knew you were clever.”

Derek ran a hand through his thick, dark hair. “And do my work duties include fucking my boss?”

“Only if you want to. But I hope you want to.”

“What about Anton?”

“Anton doesn’t want to fuck you,” she answered cheekily.

Derek tilted his head. “You know what I mean.”

“Don’t worry about him. Finish your drink and come upstairs with me. I need your cock inside me.”

Derek sighed heavily and considered his next move. But all he could focus on was how good it felt to be inside Val’s pussy.

“Fuck it!” he answered, gulping the rest of his drink. “Why not? Lead the way, Val.”

Val grinned coyly and took Derek by the hand.

The elevator had other passengers, so Derek and Val had to behave. But once inside her hotel room. Derek’s tongue was in her mouth as his hands enjoyed her tits.

Her hands got busy unzipping his pants and let his raging hard-on out to play. The naughty redhead gave him a seductive look before sinking to her knees. She licked the tip of his shaft playfully, never breaking eye contact. It was really fuckin’ hot!

Suddenly, a voice broke the erotic reverie.

“Darling, if you’re going to suck his cock, at least come over to the bed so our guest can be comfortable,” Anton said coolly as he sat in a chair by the window.

Derek froze.

But before he could say anything in the way of an explanation, Anton spoke again.

“I can see why she wanted you, Derek. I don’t go for men, but you’d catch my eye if I did. And with a package like that, it’s easy to see why she wanted another round with you.”

Val stood, took Derek’s hand, and led him to the bed.

“Take off your clothes,” Val instructed as she liberated herself from her gown.

“I should probably go,” Derek replied.

Anton scoffed, “Nonsense. My wife wants your cock, and clearly you want her pussy. As nervous as you are, your dick is still hard as a rock. Don’t mind me; I just enjoy watching.”

Derek frowned. “So, is this some sort of game?”

“Not at all,” Val reassured him as she removed his suitcoat and unbuttoned his shirt. “We have an open marriage; Anton enjoys sharing me with others. But he only bothers to watch round two if round one was spectacular. And it was. All I could think about during the presentation was how badly I wanted your magnificent dick.”

Derek searched Anton’s face for signs of displeasure, but all he saw was lust.

“Go ahead; fuck my wife’s tight, juicy cunt.”

“And I won’t get fired?”

“Not if you make her happy.”

Derek shrugged. “She seemed pretty happy when we were up here earlier.”

“Then, don’t keep her waiting. Valencia, suck him for a while before you fuck him. You know how hot it makes me when I see a cock disappear into that pretty mouth of yours. Remember to relax your throat. I want to see your nose pressed against his body.”

Anton’s eyes narrowed and fluttered shut for a few seconds.

Val removed the rest of Derek’s clothing and pushed him to a sitting position on the bed. She shot Anton a naughty glance and proceeded to tease Derek’s dick with her tongue.

“Mmm,” Derek moaned softly. He decided it was worth pretending Anton wasn’t there because Val’s talented oral skills drove him mad.

She licked and sucked, then took him into her mouth little by little. Derek could hear rustling in the chair and, out of the corner of his eye, saw Anton move his left hand onto the bulge he was sporting.

Ignoring him wasn’t as easy as he thought, so he decided to embrace the idea that he was fucking the mouth of another man’s wife, and it was arousing as fuck.

“That’s right, baby. Take my cock all the way in. That’s right, I’m gonna fuck that slutty throat raw.”

Derek grabbed two handfuls of her silky red hair and thrust his shaft into her mouth, lodging himself in her throat.

No longer concerned with what Anton was thinking or doing, Derek enjoyed the obscene noises each thrust made along with Val’s sexy moaning. Her tongue was doing wicked things as he fucked her face.

He’d never used a woman like this before, and it was a huge turn-on to know she was really into it. He had intended to pull out and fuck her tight pussy, but his climax was close, and he wanted to cum down her throat.

“That’s right, you hot little minx, drink my hot seed. Swallow every drop of my cum. Ahhh, fuck!”

His balls constricted, then let go as he fed her his semen.

Val got up on the bed and spread her legs open, exposing her glistening pussy. “Eat me, baby. Then when you’re nice and hard again, you can fuck me any way you want to.”

She made it sound like a choice, but he knew better. Laughing inwardly, he knelt on the floor and planted soft, wet kisses on her inner thighs. Her body rocked gently as she moaned. “You’re missing the mark,” she mused.

“Such an impatient little slut,” Derek said. “Just enjoy my teasing. I’ll eat that cunt when I’m good and ready.”

It was Anton’s turn to be amused. No one talked to Val that way and got away with it.

But Val surprised him when she said, “Fine, but don’t make me wait too long.”

Derek’s tongue moved in tiny circles and figure eights as he teased her mound and her outer labia. He was determined to see just how long she could tolerate his erotic teasing. Remarkably, she lasted a lot longer than he had imagined.

Eventually, however, she’d reached her limit and demanded, “Stop toying with me and eat my cunt!”

He answered by using his tongue to open the delicate pink folds of her sweet, juicy pussy before giving some attention to her clit.

“Oh, fuckkk!” she cried when he slipped a finger inside her and nibbled on her hard little nub. She thrashed around as if her body were on fire and ground her pussy into his face.

“Yes! God, yes! Fuckin’ eat my pussy just like that!”

Finesse gave way to urgency as he gave her what she needed. She was bucking and screaming as she held his head in place. Soon, he was rewarded as she flooded his mouth with her sweet honey.

“Oh, my God!” she panted as another wave of orgasms caused her entire being to shudder.

Anton ached to take his cock out and stroke it. But he’d promised Valencia that he would do nothing more than watch this time. However, he was already envisioning a future rendezvous where they would use his wife and pleasure her together.

Oblivious to his new boss’s salacious thoughts, Derek stood up, pushed Val’s legs back, and opened her up wider. His prick had done more than just come back to life; he was so hard that it hurt.

Nothing that a good hard fuck wouldn’t remedy, he mused as he plunged into her with one powerful thrust. He watched Val’s eyes roll back in her head as he moved in and out of her in slow, deliberate strokes.

“Faster! Harder! Deeper!” she demanded. “Fuck me so hard that I’ll feel it tomorrow.”

His moment of ridiculousness, when he thought he might be in charge, vanished. But who was he to complain? He was fucking the sexiest woman he’d ever met, and she was a redhead to boot. Life didn’t get much better than this.

Acquiescing to her demands, Derek pumped into her like a rutting bull. She reveled in the animalistic mating and begged for more as the tip of his dick pounded against her cervix. He’d never dared to be so rough and wild with other women. Val was incredible.

“Oh, God, yes! More Derek. Oh, fuck, I’m cumming. Don’t stop!”

He had no intentions of stopping. He had initially thought he might not be able to climax again so soon after enjoying her throat, but he felt that familiar tug in his sac.

“I’m gonna cum too, baby. Where do you want it?”

“Inside me! Cum inside me! I want to feel it!”

He hammered into her, bringing her over the edge again, and shot his load deep inside her pussy.

They were panting and sweaty; the room smelled of sex as he collapsed on the bed next to her. It was decadent.

Instinctively putting an arm around her and drawing her close, he kissed her gently. She didn’t protest, but there was a look of confusion in her eyes.

Suddenly aware of Anton’s presence again, Derek wondered if he’d made a mistake by treating her like a lover after sex instead of a hot body to fuck. He couldn’t help it. He could be a he-man, testosterone-laden male while fucking her, but now that they were both sated, he longed to hold her and caress her as if she were his own.

But she wasn’t. She belonged to Anton.

So, he got up and thanked her for a wonderful time. He nodded at Anton, put his pants on, gathered the rest of his clothes, and headed for the door.

Thinking he should say something more, he turned back and saw that Anton had his pants off already and was sliding into Valencia’s well-used, cum-filled pussy. Part of him wanted to stay and watch. But he wasn’t sure he was welcome to stay. So, he opened the door and left quietly.