How To Succeed in Business, Part 4

by Headhunter

When Bill finally made it to the office he dropped the contract on 
Jay's desk with a smirk. He thought to himself, "young kid full of 
himself, thinks he can teach an old pro-like me anything. I'll teach 
him. I'll teach him that I just slipped my Johnson into his pretty 
wife. I gonna fuck that slut wife of his until I get tired hanging on 
those big tits and banging that shaved pussy." But Bill didn't say 
anything and left Jay's office saying "Thank you Mr. William's", in a 
demeaning tone.

Jay quickly signed the contract and sent it via Fed-ex back to 
Consolidated Manufacturing. The contract was a big one, and now Jay 
had to line up his suppliers so he could fill the order and finally 
get his company making some big money. But Mr. Anderson was no fool 
and Jay was soon to find out that more business was not necessarily a 
blessing. Particularly when you are a "small fish in a big pond." Jay 
discovered that while all his suppliers were able to continue to send 
him equipment at the level he usually bought a significant increase 
in production wasn't possible. Over the next week Jay would get up 
every morning go to work and spend the day on the phone trying to 
make good on the contract he had signed with Mr. Anderson.

At home the day that Bill McCurry had gotten his lap dance fuck from 
Jill, she fell into deep remorse. How could she have cheated on Jay. 
Sure she was enjoying the stripper role, but she had done it to help 
the business. She could not justify cheating on her husband. That 
afternoon she spent hours cleaning the house and catching up on all 
of the house work she had been neglecting. She removed all traces of 
make-up, put on the baggiest, ugliest clothes she could find and went 
food shopping. She picked up Shannon from school and generally became 
the old housewife Jill. But in the back of her mind she couldn't 
entirely block out a myriad of erotic thoughts.

Jay was silent every night that week. Jill thought that she had done 
something. She didn't know that Jay was in a panic about being able 
to fill Mr. Anderson's order. To make matters worse, Jay avoided Jill 
in bed. And despite her promises to herself, Jill would often end up 
in-front of her full length mirror, in her g-string. These sessions 
always ended with Jill strumming her now prominent clit and having a 
good but unsatisfying orgasm.

The third day after Bill had delivered the contract her waited in his 
car outside the William's home until Jay left with Shannon. Then as 
if he owned the place he walked right into the house and found Jill 
cleaning the breakfast dishes in the kitchen. She was wearing the 
same housecoat she had two days earlier. Jill heard a noise, and 
turned to see a grinning Bill McCurry standing in the doorway. "Well, 
aren't you the good wife and mother", jeered Bill, "I like you a lot 
better in a g-string. How about a quick dance for me before I go into 
the office?" Jill was shocked and sputtered, "Bill what are you doing 
here?" "I thought I'd come back for a repeat performance. I know you 
don't mind. It will be our little secret, just like the other day. 
Otherwise I might have to tell that boy scout of a husband of yours 
all about your 'special dancing skills'. " Jill cringed at the 
thought and didn't move as Bill sauntered across the kitchen and 
placed his hands on the tits that jutted out under the loose 
housecoat. "You've got a beautiful pair here, Jilly, I'm sure Mr. 
Anderson, the man who owns these pretty baby's, would want you to 
show them off." With that Bill pulled open the housecoat, popping 
buttons onto the floor. The sleazy salesman lowered the house coat. 
He began thumbing Jill's taut nipples and her reaction quickly 
changed from outrage to excitement. "I love being naked in front of 
men", she though to herself. In her own reverie she barely noticed 
Bill knocking the dishes off of the kitchen table. He bent her back 
until she was laying with her back on the table and hips and legs 
hanging off. Bill pulled the housecoat the rest of the way open and 
reveled in the sight of the near naked housewife. He quickly stripped 
down her white cotton panties and stepped between her legs. Jill 
began a horizontal dance, writhing on the table top as Bill ran his 
hands up and down her white skin. He lingered at her breasts 
squeezing then so hard she though her nipples would pop off the 
silicone mounds. Finally he knelt down and began running his broad 
tongue up and down her slit. When his lips sucked her bud, at the top 
of her slit, into his mouth Jill's body became stiff and she had a 
mini-orgasm. Bill lifted his wet face from Jill's crotch and smiled 
an evil smile at her. "You are as wet as a ten dollar whore", stated 
Bill in a matter of fact tone, "you love this don't you?" "Yes1 dam-
it, I don't know what has happened to me, but I love it", whispered 
Jill through clenched teeth. Bill dropped his pants and stepped 
forward, sinking his long slender tool into Jill in one stroke. He 
grabbed her dangling hips as Jill began thrusting her pelvis up and 
down. They coupled in that position until both had an orgasm. Bill 
stepped from between her legs. Like the other day it was not enough 
for Jill and her hands went immediately to her sloppy cunt. Bill tip-
toed, (his pants were still around his ankles), to the head of the 
table grabbed a handful of Jill's luxuriant black hair and whipped 
his wet penis off with it. He could see glops of white fuck juice 
clinging to her beautiful hair as he pulled up his pants. He looked 
around the kitchen and picking up a spatula that had a round handle, 
put it in Jill's hand said, "here use this." Bill watched for a 
moment as Jill stuck the round handle deep into her pussy, then 
laughing he walked out of the William's home saying , "I'll be back."

Eventually after her third or forth orgasm Jill got down from the 
table and crawled to the shower. At the office Bill greeted Jay with 
a sarcastic, "Sorry I'm late boss, I was busy this morning." Jay was 
really beginning to hate Bill. He had never liked him, but he used to 
be a fair salesman, but now he was just an old has-been who wanted to 
cheat his way through the day. Unfortunately, he was a friend of Mr. 
Anderson and right now Jay needed to stay on Mr. Anderson's good 
side. Jay wouldn't have been so pliant if he had know about Bill 's 
daily visits to Jill. Over the next few days, Bill would wait in his 
car for Jay and Shannon to leave each morning, then he would walk 
right up to the William's front door and let himself in. After the 
second experience with Bill, Jill had reverted to her "Jilly" 
persona. She didn't do the housework and didn't even to get up in the 
morning. Jay helped Shannon get dressed, feed her breakfast, and took 
her to school. Jill would just stay in bed. Minutes after she heard 
the front door close behind Jay and Shannon. She would hear it open 
again, followed by Bill's heavy steps as the climbed the stairs to 
Jay and Jill's bedroom. Usually when Bill opened the bedroom door, 
Jilly was laying naked with the covers thrown off the bed, one hand 
stimulating her mountain peak tits the other lazily running up and 
down her already wet slit. Bill would always laugh at her, take off 
his clothes and spend the next hour enjoying Jill's fabulous body. 
When finished Bill would shower in Jay's shower, dry himself off with 
Jay's towel and even comb his hair with Jay's comb. Why not? He had 
just pleasured himself with Jay's wife. He had just left a load of 
his thick jism in Jill's bald pussy. He had even taught her to suck 
cock and swallow cum. Something that Jilly admitted she had never 
done for her husband.

Bill enjoyed going into the office late each morning and greeting 
Jay, the "goody, goody" businessman, who was frightened of his friend 
Mack Anderson. He loved looking at the handsome young husband and 
father, knowing that he had just shot his load of sperm into his 
wife's pussy or mouth. He loved that he had called her slut, cunt, 
bitch; and that the rougher he got with her the more the housewife 
seemed to like it. He would have to think of some more ways to make 
this young kid businessman pay, for his youth and idealism. He was 
sure that Jilly could be debased even more.

Finally, Jay could wait no longer. He had to call Consolidated 
Manufacturing and tell them that he couldn't live up to his contract. 
The suppliers just couldn't get him the parts. Mack Anderson took 
Jay's call that day, and smiled to himself. That foolish young man 
had not known the business well enough. Mack had known that the 
production capacity was used up. Mack knew before he gave the contact 
to Jay, that Jay couldn't honor it. But he sure had enjoyed rubbing 
his face in Jay's wife tits. Now he would get even more from the 
young housewife, and business was as good as ever. If reports from 
his friend Bill were accurate, the obese Mr. Anderson was in for the 
time of his life.

In his most serious voice Mr. Anderson told Jay to read the penalty 
clause for non-performance in the contract. Jay's heart sank as he 
read about hefty cash penalties for each month Jay didn't deliver. 
The six month contract would cost Jay his business and probably all 
of his and Jill's personal belongings as well. When Jay asked if 
there was anything he could do to prevent the penalty, Mack Anderson 
said, "Why don't you talk to my friend Bill McCurry. He has been in 
business for a long time. He might have some suggestions." Mack 
continued, "I'll talk with you soon, Jay '', and hung up the phone.

Jay couldn't bring himself to talk with Bill McCurry that day but as 
he got more desperate, he finally relented. The next day when Bill 
came in to work, late as usual. Jay called him into his office. Bill 
entered the office smiling like a Cheshire cat and as he sat down he 
adjusted his still sticky cock in his pants. He hadn't taken a shower 
after fucking Jill this morning and his shriveled cock was sticking 
to his underwear. Tomorrow he would have to have the slutwife clean 
his cock off with her mouth. He didn't like the feel of the drying 
cum and pussy juice in his graying pubic hair. That was the problem 
with a shaved cunt, all the sex juice got all over him. He smiled, 
but that was a small price to pay for being able to eat that sweet 
bald pussy. "God, Jilly tasted choice", Bill thought, as he smiled 
insincerely at his boss.

As Jay poured out his tale of woe. Bill smiled broader and broader. 
Mack's plan had worked. They had Jay and Jill by the short hairs. If 
Bill played his cards right he could enjoy the sexy slutwife of his 
boss anytime he wanted and probably end up owning Jay's company. He 
fantasized about having Jay working for him. Paying him slave wages 
and then calling the naive young husband into Bill's big new office 
and having Jay watch him fuck Jill on his big desk top. Maybe if Jay 
was humble enough he would let the husband eat Bill's cum out of his 
own wife's shorn pussy. Bill snapped himself out of the fantasy and 
looking straight a Jay said, "Boy, let me tell you whats been 
happening and what you can do to get yourself out of this mess. You 
should have been listening to me all along, and not treating me like 
some over-the-hill, has-been. Now its time to pay the piper, Mr. 
William's, company owner big shot."

Bill told a shocked Jay that he had been visiting his wife Jill every 
morning for some uninhibited sex. He went on to say that he had 
steered Jay to the Gentlemen's Club so Bambi could take advantage of 
the boob job situation, befriend Jill and turn on her slutty side. 
Bill went on to say that there was only one way for Jay to get out of 
this mess. That was to go along with any games that Mr. Anderson 
might suggest. If Jay played his cards right his business could still 
flourish. And once Mack got tired of Jilly, Bill was sure that things 
in Jay's life could get back to normal. After all he had a good 
company and sweet daughter. Bill reminded the dejected husband that 
Jay was a respected member of the small town community. Bill ended 
his speech by saying, "after all, Jay, you let her lap dance for us 
and I've been banging her pussy for the last week and a half. In 
fact, right before I came in here this morning I had 6inches of wood 
buried in her snatch. If you go home right now you'll probably find 
her laying in your bed with my cum oozing out of her fuck hole." Jay 
raced out of the office, his flight was followed by the sounds of a 
laughing Bill McCurry.

Poor Mrs. Crosby watched from the reception desk with worry as that 
"nice Mr. Williams" ran to his car. She could hear that "awful" Bill 
McCurry laughing.

When Jay reached his home the scene he discovered was just as Bill 
had described. In fact, the nude Jill was slowly masturbating herself 
on their bed, using both hands. Her heavy eyelids closed, her tongue 
tracing her thick lips. As Jay watched from the door way in 
disbelief, she would scoop what appeared to be white strings from her 
glistening cunt and trail her fingers up her voluptuous body and then 
suck her fingers with obvious relish.

Jay walked back down the stairs a beaten man. He had lost his wife 
and it looked like he would loose his business. All his work, all his 
life, all his love for his wife was over. Jill hadn't even been aware 
of her husband at the doorway. She got out of the bed turned on the 
tape player and began dancing in front of the mirror . Jay heard the 
bass beat of Jill dancing music over the click his front door closing 
as he left his home.

Jay spent the rest of the day driving aimlessly. Trying to make sense 
out of the situation. He had always been a straight arrow. He never 
cheated, bribed or stole. What did it get him? A failing company and 
a slutwife. Sharks like McCurry and Anderson were the only ones to 
make it in this world. If he had just been more aggressive, more of a 
killer in business, none of this might have happened. He decided that 
the only good thing in his life was his daughter Shannon. He decided 
that he would not look back, but he would become a bastard business 
man just like the rest. He would become successful for his daughter. 
He would give Shannon everything. He would play hardball with McCurry 
and Anderson, and with Jill if necessary. He began to formulate a 
plan. He would have to give them all enough rope to hang themselves.

Jay was silent the entire evening, and Jill could feel the tension. 
She attributed it to business problems. She asked Jay if she could 
come into the office in the morning to help. He rolled away form her 
on the bed and said sardonically, "that would be great Jill, why 
don't you come into the office when you finish up at home." Jill felt 
herself blush with guilt. She thought to herself, "maybe I can help 
Jay."

The next morning Jay took Shannon to school, but rather then go to 
the office, he doubled back to his house. Sure enough Bill's car was 
parked across the street. As Jay silently climbed the stairs to his 
bedroom he could hear Bill saying, "that's right, suck on it you 
whore. Get it nice and hard so I can fuck your sweet pussy. I think 
today I'll take you doggy style, you have never been fucked doggy 
style have you, you little slut." As Jay crept down the hallway he 
could hear Jill trying to answer but the turgid cock meat pressing 
against the back of her throat muffled her answer.

He heard a sharp slap of hand against soft flesh, then Bill barked, 
"On your hands and knees, get that ass and cunt high in the air." As 
Jay looked in the open doorway he saw Jill with her face buried in a 
pillow and Bill slowly easing his fuck stick into her from behind. 
"You have got the sweetest pussy I ever felt. I wish your prick of a 
husband was here to see me slipping you the bone. That's OK, if Mr. 
Anderson has his way "good Old Jay" is going to have lots of 
opportunity to see you dance and fuck", growled Bill as he bottomed 
out in Jill.. His dangling ball sac swinging forward and slapping 
Jill on her ultra sensitive clit. From the doorway Jay screamed, "I 
am here Bill, you son-of-a-bitch. Now get the hell out of my house, 
I'll see you at the office." A surprised Bill pulled his cock out of 
Jill grasping pussy, with a pop. He replied, "watch out Jay, don't 
get me pissed off or I'll tell my friend Mr. Anderson. But it looks 
like you two need to be alone. So I'll be nice and leave. But I need 
to talk with you later Jay, Mack told me what he wants, to save your 
ass." Bill pulled on his pants and left.

When Jay had first spoken Jill dove under the covers, and curled into 
a fetal position. Jay could hear her sobbing and his heart broke. Jay 
pulled the sheet back from his naked wife and with pity in his eyes 
simply said, "Why Jill, Why?" Jill just sobbed. Jay steeled himself 
for what he had to do next.. "Well my bride, you like being a slut. 
Get your ass out of that bed and on your knees in front of me." When 
Jill didn't respond, Jay roughly grabbed her arm and pulled her to 
the floor. Even crying her fabulous body was sexy. As her body fell, 
her big tits bounced and swayed. The erotic sight of the exposed 
cowering woman gave Jay and instant hard-on. He unzipped his pants 
and fished out his cock, "suck it 'Jilly'". For the first time Jay 
called her by the slut name "Jilly". Seeing the hard familiar cock in 
front of her and hearing herself being called Jilly, the abused 
housewife anxiously attacked Jay's stiff member. As Jilly stuffed her 
greedy mouth with cock meat Jay patted her head and said, "That's a 
good little slut. Bill tells me that you have learned how to swallow 
jism. That's fortunate because I have a big load for you. As Jill 
rolled her tongue around Jay's hot poker and fondled his nut sac, Jay 
new he would get even. As he painted Jill's tonsils with strings of 
cum, Jay knew that he would make them all pay. Beside he thought to 
himself, "I really like having my cock sucked."

Mack wanted Bill, Jay and Jilly to meet him the next day in the City. 
He had reserved a suite in a posh hotel. Jay arranged for kindly, 
Mrs. Crosby to baby-sit and spend the night with Shannon. The next 
afternoon found the two men an Jill on the interstate in Jay's car. 
Jill sat glumly in the back seat, while Bill made jokes about 
climbing into the back and screwing her while truck drivers past them 
and honked their horns. But Jay said, "relax Bill from what Mr. 
Anderson said you'll probably get your chance." Jilly worried about 
her daughter and her marriage had slipped back into "Jill" mode and 
couldn't understand her husband's changed attitude. He had tried to 
stop the lap dancing when all of this had started. She would never 
understand the change that had taken place in her husband. He had 
simply been pushed to far.

When the trio entered Mr. Anderson's expensive suite they were 
surprised to find Bambi. She was lounging topless on a huge couch 
while Mr. Anderson sat talking on the phone in an silk dressing gown. 
Bill said, "all right! Two gorgeous women to look at. Jilly why don't 
you get comfortable like Bambi. She was always my favorite at the 
club." Jill looked over at Jay with apprehension. Mack hung up the 
phone and said, "Just talking to some suppliers Jay. I need to pay 
them off to get timely deliveries. To bad you didn't learn that 
lesson. In fact they will be here later for part of the pay-off. If 
tonight goes well, I'll let you off the hook this month. Then you can 
see if your little business can do better next month. If not, I'm 
sure that we can continue tonight's arrangement. Yes Jilly, my dear 
why don't you get comfortable with Bambi on the couch." Bill, started 
chanting "Jilly, Jilly, Jilly" as Mack, completely ignoring Jay, 
walked up to the young husband's wife and began stroking her tits. "I 
love what the Doctor did for you Jilly, let me get a look at my 
'investment'." The depravity of the situation and the sultry look of 
Bambi started Jilly's blood racing. Unconsciously she began to undo 
the buttons on her blouse. Bambi stood and began stripping the 
clothes from Jilly's body. Touching her where and how a woman knows 
how to touch. When she was gloriously naked the four people stared in 
awe at the work of art that stood before them. "Damn", said Bambi, 
"I'm glad she doesn't work at the club. The rest of us girls wouldn't 
make a dime." Bambi lead Jilly to the couch, and in a repeat of the 
afternoon so many weeks before, knelt between her outstretched ivory 
thighs and began to worship the young mother's pussy with her tongue.

The three men watched in rapt attention. Jilly's, completely in 
character loved the exhibitionism of the situation, and her hands 
played gently with her tits. Bambi, on her knees, lapped at the pink 
slit. Bambi's breasts swung back and forth in time with her head 
movement. The sight of the two women was so erotic that Bill stripped 
off his clothes and began stroking his hard cock. Mack's stubby pole 
made a small tent in his dressing gown. Jay sat in a chair in the 
corner and watched the tableau. Bill, unable to control himself, 
crept up behind Bambi, pulled her panties to one side and started to 
push his cock into her. She jumped up and pushed him away. "I'm not 
some whore. I'm here to dance. I fuck who I want, when I want. If you 
want to fuck somebody, stick that thing into the pussy I just got 
ready for you. Jilly's the slut here not me." Jay couldn't believe 
how far his wife had fallen. As he sat in the corner a professional 
stripper was calling his wife a whore. To make matters worse Jilly 
had grabbed Bill's cock in her delicate hand and was guiding it 
between her obscenely stretched legs. As the bulbous head made 
contact with her labia, Jill hooked her legs behind Bill's ass and 
drew him into her. Mack dropped his dressing gown and climbed onto 
the couch. His immense weight threw Jill's torso to the side. Her 
face smacking against his big hairy belly. Mack lifted his stomach 
flesh away from his groin and dangled his short dark pecker in Jill's 
face. After it bounced across her eyes and nose she finally grasped 
it between her pouty lips and began sucking noisily. The noise of her 
working mouth was deadened when Mack dropped his thickly matted belly 
onto Jill's head obscuring the obscene sight from everyone. "Hey 
Jilly, two cocks at once. Do you like it?" cheered Bill. Jilly's only 
response was to kick Bill's flabby ass harder, encouraging his 
relentless assault on her silky smooth pussy.

The two men quickly dropped their loads into the stimulated Jilly. As 
the men recovered Bambi lead Jill to another room. As she walked 
sperm leaked out of Jilly's cunt and another glob of white goo clung 
to the corner of her mouth. Good to his word Mack's room was soon 
full of four more men. They were representatives of various 
manufacturing companies. Jay was introduced as a colleague, but also 
as the husband of one of the entertainers who would be out shortly. 
As Jay and Bill fixed drinks for the men, Mack told the men that he 
had two strippers lined up for the evening. Amid the hoots and 
cheers, music began playing and Bambi and Jilly entered the room.

As soon as she heard the music Jilly slipped into her dancer persona. 
She was not even aware that Jay was in the room. All she saw was the 
chance to dance for a group of men and she was in heaven. Her wife 
and mother personality was completely submerged. Her pussy throbbed 
to the beat of the music. She was uncomfortable in the costume that 
Bambi had put on her. Particularly uncomfortable were the high heels 
that caused her to mince her steps. But she must admit that the walk 
forced by the shoes caused her tits and ass to jiggle enticingly.

