Mutually Beneficial Relations

I admired her reflection in the mirrored wall of the lift as we descended from the 24th floor. She was looking stunning, as usual, in a black halter neck dress that showed off her ample, firm breasts to perfection whilst leaving her back bare to the waist. Her brown hair just kissed the softness of her shoulder. The skirt flared in line with her hips and had she swirled, as she had done moments before in our room, the flaring would lift her skirt enough to show her long, shapely legs all the way to her black lace topped stockings. Shiny black court shoes with four inch spiked heels and an equally shiny clutch bag completed the ensemble. She was gorgeous, my wife.

We exited the lift and walked out into the busy reception area of the convention hotel. People were everywhere, some playing on gaming machines, others on telephones and many more sitting and talking animatedly in one of the hotel's many bars. No doubt deals were being done even as we passed. It was why we were there.

I slipped my arm around her waist as we made our way through the crowds to our destination, one of the hotel's six restaurants with an unpronounceable Chinese name. We were to meet Holly there for dinner, but we had time to grab a quick drink in the relatively quiet 'Sports Bar' en route.

Holly was the agent for one of our bigger suppliers with whom we'd had a small fall-out that morning. Being established customers of theirs we were a little aggrieved that they were not taking orders, or even showing their new lines, until the final day of trade show. The problem for us was, that we wouldn't still be in attendance then as we were away home the following morning. The dinner invitation had, we think, been to placate us, and had been the suggestion of Holly's boss, one of the Directors, or was it Vice-Presidents over there? Anyway, we were hopeful that the evening might still end with a chance to see the new range.

We spotted Holly crossing reception and turning heads with every step. Her long blond hair tumbled in curls about her shoulders and she scanned her route with crystal blue eyes that immediately allayed any doubts of her intelligence. Her dress was essentially white, with a black and red pattern of sorts that was hard to describe but looked very stylish indeed. The boned bodice was strapless, offering tantalising views of her delightful cleavage, and tapered tightly to her slender waist where it followed the line of her hips and thighs before ending in a fishtail behind her knees. She had chosen a red clutch bag to match the outfit's narrow red belt and was wearing red sandals that were all straps and heels and I wondered if the white material that clung to her legs ended atop her bronzed thighs in a welter of lace.

Liz caught her attention and she altered course towards us.

"She's a fine looking woman," Liz said to me.


"She certainly is," I agreed, standing as she reached our table.

We exchanged pleasantries and I retrieved a drink for her from the bar. As I returned to the table they were deep in conversation and I took a minute to observe the gorgeous brunette and the stunning blond with whom I would spend the evening. It was a breath taking vision.

I rejoined them and we took our time over the drinks with the conversation going straight to business. Having enticed us earlier in the day with hints of this new range, we were very keen to see it, but she was adamant that she could not show anyone until the last day of show. It was her boss' decision. She could do nothing. The atmosphere, however, remained cordial perhaps even a little flirty, and after finishing our drinks we made our way across the even more crowded reception hall to the restaurant, Liz to my left and Holly to my right, and envious, jealous green eyed men all around. I loved it!

We were shown to a quiet table next to a water feature and given menus and drinks. Business talk was forgotten, as we chatted about the differences between our country and hers, home life, children, the universe and many other things as the evening progressed through four courses of delicious food and several more drinks.

Eventually we were finished, and were shown to the restaurant's 'After Dinner Bar' where we relaxed on comfortable sofas to finish off our wine.

"So come on Holly," Liz said, "Let's have a peek at that new range. If we give you an order you can at least date it for the last day and slip it through for us." Liz pressed on. "Your company promised us mutually beneficial relations don't forget, and keeping this from your best UK customers is hardly that is it?"

She looked unsure. "Think of the commission," I encouraged, "And who will know anyway? Besides, I'm sure your boss wouldn't mind a few grand's extra business would he?"

She looked even more unsure then, and I backed off. I didn't want to make her uncomfortable or get into hot water with the boss. "Look," I added, "Don't worry about it. We've had a wonderful evening and we wouldn't want to spoil it by pressurising you."

Liz grinned. "Yeah, Tony's right," she said, "And anyway, since when have the customers had to pressurise the manufacturer into accepting an order?" She beckoned the waiter who had been most attentive all evening, not surprisingly, and ordered three more drinks. When they arrived, we toasted Holly and thanked her for her company on our last evening.

With drinks done, we left the restaurant, and I walked with the two lovelies once again through reception, their heels clicking on the polished floors all the way to the lifts. We all boarded one of the highly mirrored cubicles and made small talk as the lift rose up to the 24th floor. I thought it strange that everyone whispered when talking in lifts, but let it pass.

As the doors opened we all stepped out, Holly made to turn left and our room was off to the right. We all paused.

"Oh look," she said, "Come back with me and have a look at the new stuff."

"Are you sure," Liz asked, surprise in her voice. Perhaps more than to be expected?

"Yes," Holly smiled, "Who will know anyway?"

"Nobody unless you tell them" I said, and we followed her along the thickly carpeted corridor to her suite, which she opened with a card key.

Inside, the room layout was not dissimilar to our own. The bathroom was to the left, bed over on the right, and there were dining and sitting areas over by the windows. The dining table itself was hidden underneath boxes and catalogues. We went to the sitting area whilst Holly retrieved a slim folder and a catalogue from the table before joining us at the two settees opposite.

Liz took the folder from her and, sat alongside her, I looked at the new range with her. Holly went into an impressive sales pitch about pricing, cataloguing, after sales and all that while we looked at the range and some samples. It was lovely stuff, just what we had been looking for for our retail business. With despatch promised for immediately after the show, it was possible that we could have the entire range into our UK store before anyone else.

It was a done deal. We confirmed the order for the full range which would be shipped immediately after the show. We already had an established line of credit, so there was nothing else to be done.

"I'll just slip the order in on the last day with any others," she concluded, "And thank you, we do appreciate your business."

"Time for one more drink to conclude?" Liz offered.

"Sure," Holly said, "There's plenty in the mini-bar." The two of them went over to the mini-bar in the dining area and huddled over it giggling.

"Red wine Tony?" Liz called over her shoulder.

"Fine" I replied.

They came back and sat either side of me, Liz held a glass while Holly poured and then the miniature bottle was discarded and the glass handed to me.

"You ladies not drinking?" I enquired, taking a sip of the very good Cabernet.

"Yes we are," Liz said wickedly, "But not booze". Her hand settled on my crotch in perfect time to her last words and the meaning was as crystal as Holly's eyes. I lowered the glass to the coffee table, my hand trembling only slightly, and then sat back.

"Really?" I said, looking from Holly's eyes to Liz's, and feeling my cock starting to swell up immediately. Holly's hand joined Liz's there, both rubbing at my manhood that was by now somewhat restricted by my clothes.

Liz nodded with a wicked smile, then settled to her knees in front of me and began undoing my trousers. I lifted my hips as she tugged them, and my tangas, off in one go releasing my cock which sprang up like a jack-in-the-box and nudged gently into Holly's soft hand. She took hold of it with silky fingers as she slipped to her knees alongside Liz. I could feel her breath on my balls.

"Oh Christ!" I said, feeling my shoes being pulled off swiftly followed by my pants. Naked from the waist down, I could see and feel their hands working up my thighs, tracing invisible lines with the tips of their tongues until they met at my balls and flicked over the heavy spheres before seeking out each other. There was the faintest connection between their lips and then their tongues were sliding up my throbbing shaft, one each side, as Liz eased my foreskin down to expose my glans and Holly's tongue got there just first and without pause swallowed my cockhead into her mouth.

All I could do was watch in utter disbelief as my wife and this beautiful blond creature went to work on my straining cock, licking, slurping and taking it in deep in turns, hands on my thighs, tongues occasionally meeting and dancing with each other. It was an amazing feeling and a truly horny sight. Inevitably I couldn't last long under such intense activity.

"I'm gonna cum," I warned, but they were ahead of me. They knew from the tightening in my balls and the straining head of my bulging cock that I was going to.

Holly closed her mouth over my cockhead, locking her lips together and sucking hard as Liz wanked my shaft and it felt like I was on the verge forever before finally exploding powerfully in Holly's mouth with an agonised grunt over which I had no control at all.

As Liz continued, albeit more slowly, to wank my shaft Holly and she kissed properly for the first time, my sperm dribbling over their chins as they shared it between them. Their tongues probed each other's mouths, slurping and licking until all traces of my spunk were swallowed between them. Then Holly sucked my receding erection to get the last drops out.

"Wow!" was all I could muster, still breathless. I watched as they rose to their feet and held each other close. Of similar height, they stood pressed breasts to breasts and thighs to thighs as they kissed deeply and hotly, hands roaming what bits of each other they could reach.

I shrugged off my shirt and stood behind Liz, pulling at the lace at the back of her neck that let the bodice drop, or would if she was not so tightly crushed against Holly. I then knelt and undid the catches at the base of Liz's spine that would let the whole dress slide to the floor when Holly stood back, kissing her hot bare flesh, running my tongue up her spine to her neck as I stood.

I then knelt behind Holly, running my hands from her ankles along her taut calves and up under her skirt, my breath catching at the top of her stockings when my fingertips touched the sizzling hot flesh above. I slid my hands back down to her knees, then up over her dress to her waist and up to her shoulders. Easing her soft, blond locks aside I found the catch, or series of catches, down her spine that unlocked the bodice, releasing the last one at the arch of her back and pulling down a zipper with my teeth to make another dress ready to fall.

I then sat back on the couch, my cock swinging semi-erect, and watched as they eased gently apart from each other. The dresses cascaded down to their ankles in unison and they stepped out of them, both naked apart from stockings and shoes, a totally stunning sight that I will never forget.

Holly guided Liz to the other settee and Liz sat, spreading her legs wide as she did so. I could see Liz's gloriously naked pussy already pouting and wet, through Holly's fantastic legs before she knelt down in front of Liz. She flicked her hair over her shoulder, casting me a wicked grin as she did so, then bent to run the tip of her tongue over Liz's wet labia that drew a guttural moan of appreciation from my wife's throat.

In her kneeling position she licked Liz's willing cunt, at the same time spreading her knees to show me her own pussy. Shaved bare also, she parted her wet lips with a shocking red fingernail that disappeared inside and came out glistening. She paused in her ministrations of Liz and with her wet finger beckoned me to join. With a glance at Liz, and seeing her slight but definite nod of approval, I too sank to my knees behind Holly and plunged my tongue into her hot wetness.

Her cunt was slick with her own juices, and her clit was hard swollen when my tongue found it and I began to swirl it around. I slipped a finger deep into her, swirling that too as I lay on my back licking Holly out. I was aware of her sudden orgasm through a tensing of just about every muscle in her body before a trembling took over and she shuddered through it with moans stifled in Liz's cunt. I removed my finger and closed my mouth over her cunt before a flood of pussy juice washed over me and her muscles relaxed.

I sat up and turned to watch, my cock now painfully hard again, as Liz came violently on Holly's face and that familiar red flush spread from her throat down across her chest.

Holly raised her head with a huge grin on her face, licking her way over Liz's heaving chest to kiss her deeply on the mouth, easing her over onto her back sideways on the couch. Liz then swung her legs over Holly, adopting a position on all fours above her as they assumed the classic sixty-nine and went back to eating each other's now dripping wet and super-heated cunts.

I knelt at the end of the settee, looking down into Holly's incredible eyes as she worked at Liz's pussy above with her eager tongue. I swung a leg over to plant my foot onto the settee, leaving my other foot firmly on the floor, and lowered my hips. An eager hand guided my cock into Holly's mouth and it felt wonderful. I pushed down until my balls slapped into her face, my cock deep into her throat, then slid slowly out of her mouth and with my next thrust, guided by Holly's hand, I entered Liz's hot hole and plunged in to the full.

Liz gasped as I thrust into her, at the same time that Holly's tongue relocated her clit and started licking and sucking on it. I fucked her deep and slow, Holly's tongue occasionally playing with my balls. The heat inside her was immense, she was like molten flesh.

With all that attention on her, Liz started to cum. It didn't creep up on her, or enticingly build as usual, it ripped through her without warning, wrenching a deep, unexpected cry from her as it froze her body and ricocheted through every nerve. Her cunt clamped on my cock, milking it like a hand before letting it go in a flood of liquid that forced past my cock and dribbled off my balls into Holly's willing mouth.

Liz eased forward, off me and Holly, and rolled off onto the floor, where she came to rest in a sitting position looking directly into Holly's wet cunt, which I was by this time fingering deeply as she continued to lick Liz's juices off my cock and balls.


"Jesus bloody Christ!" she gasped, "Sort her one out like that!"

Holly swivelled on the settee into a sitting position. I knelt between her legs and penetrated her wet snatch easily as she wrapped her legs around me and pressed her tongue into my mouth so that I could taste Liz too. I kissed her deeply without moving any other part of my body, then grabbing a handful of her hair I pulled her back and she fell against the cushions.

I ran my hands across her breasts, squeezing and pinching her nipples which provoked a groan of pleasure from her, and a gasp from Liz, before sweeping my palms down over her hips to lay on her sexy thighs as she loosened her legs' vice like grip on my waist.

She looked me directly in the eye, her startling blue eyes alive now, and whispered "Fuck me" with a grin spreading from ear to ear.

"Yeah," Liz said still breathlessly, "Fuck her."

I eased my hips back slowly, not breaking eye contact with her, then slammed back into her hot cunt with all the power I could. She gasped "Yes, like that baby" without breaking eye contact as I withdrew again and stopped.

I lifted her legs up, resting her ankles on my shoulders and pulling her arse closer to the edge of the sofa. I thrust in again, still holding eye lock with Holly, and started to fuck her deep and hard, holding her hips for leverage, pounding my cock relentlessly in and out of her hot cunt. "Oh yes," Liz whispered softly.

It wasn't long before Holly closed her eyes and threw her head back, letting out a cry of "Ohhhhhhhhhh yeeeessssssssssssss" and raising her arms to grab hold of the back cushions of the settee with knuckles almost white. Another cry preceded her head thrashing from side to side, dislodging a scatter cushion which she sunk her teeth into. Still I pounded her cunt like a madman, my cock on fire as I really hammered her, then her heels gauged my shoulders as seemingly every muscle in her body locked before jerking into spasm and indefinable cries escaping her clenched teeth as her orgasms ripped through her like a fireball.

Her legs sprang apart then, her heels slamming into the carpet as she lowered them. At that moment I let out a huge, unbelievable roar, pulled out and showered her belly and tits with spunk that wouldn't stop pumping from me. Her hands almost immediately swept over herself to rub the hot stuff into her soft skin.

I sagged to my knees, utterly spent, panting and exhausted, surprised that Liz was still struggling with her breathing too. It was ages before any of us moved or even attempted to speak.

It was Holly that broke the almost awed silence that has descended. Liz had moved so that she was nuzzled into my back, her soft lips just touching my shoulders, when Holly slipped off the couch onto my lap where I still knelt. I held her close, her cheek on my shoulder, knew that Liz was holding her too, and she said hoarsely "Now that's what I call mutually beneficial relations."

The laughter was spontaneous, and the spell was broken.
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