Daniel’s new position demands him to do more – 01

“So, he’s into threesomes now is he?” Iris asked, with a bit of a curious lilt in her tone of voice. Daniel hadn’t really known what to expect when he’d told her, but he was slightly relieved when she didn’t immediately balk at being a part of this. “Just tell me he’s not fat and balding,” she half laughed. “A threesome with someone like that would make it very difficult for me.”

Daniel actually laughed too. “No, he’s not that. He’s in fact reasonably attractive I guess, though that’s coming from me. He seems to be in pretty good shape, and has a full head of almost bright white hair, though it doesn’t make him look old by any means.” Daniel paused before continuing, thinking. “So…you’re ok with this?” He asked. “I mean, like we discussed…if you’re not ok with this, then it doesn’t happen…regardless of the job.”

“Don’t be silly honey. It’s an evening, that’s all. It’s not a long term commitment, or relationship with anyone. It’s just a night. And who knows, it could actually be fun. It’s not like we haven’t played around before you know.”

“I know…but this is a little different from even those times. Rob told me just before heading back into his office that Alan likes it both ways.”

“Well, that’s certainly going to make things a bit more interesting now isn’t it?” Iris giggled. That had been one of his wife’s long-held fantasies, seeing Daniel fooling around with another man. Something he’d once told her he’d think about. After all, she’d certainly fully fulfilled one of his fantasies in seeing Iris with another woman.

“You might say that,” Daniel responded a little nervously. Job or no job, he was about to cross into unchartered waters here most likely. “I’m sure we’ll meet you in the bar then, about seven? Wear something provocative.” Daniel almost hoped that if she did, Alan would be focused more on his wife during the evening. But the fact that Alan had singled him out during the meeting, without even seeing his wife, told him otherwise.

**

Even Daniel’s eyes almost popped out of his head when his wife entered through the door into the bar. He was a little surprised that she’d gone with the look that she had, but it worked. Iris had obviously had to shake off the cobwebs from the elegant dress she had on. Which was almost too elegant for the evening. He’d only seen her wear it once in fact, and that was nearly two years ago.

She looked just as spectacular in it then, as she did now. Bright red, with a very deep low cut “V” in front, that even exposed her navel and highlighted the tiny diamond belly button piercing she wore. Her breasts, obviously braless, were barely concealed, let alone confined within the fabric of the material attempting to cover them. Daniel smile inwardly, noticing as he turned that Alan’s expression had mirrored his own.

Floor length, as she walked, one gorgeously toned and defined leg seemed to split the seam from floor to hip as she approached. And it was again evident as tight fitting as her dress was, that Iris didn’t have any of those telltale panty lines showing either. Daniel knew without any doubt, his wife didn’t have a stitch beneath the dress.

“Alan? I’d like to introduce you to my wife, Iris.” Even as Daniel went on with the introductions and such, Alan had reached out, taking one of her hands, leading her over to sit down at the bar.

“As much as I’ve been anxious to meet the two of you over dinner, I’m now even more excited to see how things might develop afterwards. He waited, seeking some sort of a response of course, getting one in the slight knowing smile that Iris gave him, swiveling about in her seat to now face him as he stood there almost in front of her. Sipping on the drink she had ordered. She carefully crossed her legs, giving him another brief tantalizing look at her fleshy thigh, but also aware as she did, and as she sat…that she was giving him more than an ample view of her breasts as well.

“Ever since Daniel called me and told me about this, I’ve been looking forward to it,” she smiled again leaning forward just a bit more. Daniel was almost certain he’d caught one of his wife’s hard taut nipples actually peek out and around the material of her dress. And if he had…

“Well then, how about a toast to a fun and delightful evening then?”

Though they had taken the time to not rush, and enjoy their dinner, they had all begged off in the desert. That would no doubt be served upstairs. Getting onto the elevator, Alan produced a key, inserting it into one of the Suite floors, and then they headed up. Even before they’d arrived, he had stood there looking at the two of them, as though devouring them.

Even his hand had dropped briefly down to the front of his slacks where he’d massaged the obvious bulge that had formed there. Upon seeing that, Iris took the opportunity to reach over, likewise caressing her husband’s prick, somewhat surprised to find that he too was already starting to sport an erection. Just then, they arrived at their floor, and Alan led the way down another short corridor towards a set of extravagant looking double doors.