My Wife Makes Her First Sales Call For Xcite

And turns me into a voyeur.

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“So, would you like to watch your wife’s first sales call?” My boss asked.

Dr. Zara Stevens stood buck naked in her office, brandishing her remote. Most men might have been upset at the fact their boss was using their wife to pimp their new pharmaceutical products. But given she’d just ridden me to a spectacular orgasm, I was feeling a lot more flexible on the subject.

“We can do that? How?” I was a little confused. Surely she was on the road visiting doctors in their offices.

“Oh we made sure she took a briefcase with her. It has enough hidden cameras to make sure we miss nothing.”

“Isn’t that illegal?” I asked.

“You’re starting to sound like Michael,” My boss tutted. “It’s all about the data. We need to see Xcite in action.”

Michael was the moron I was replacing, and I had no desire to be exiled from the pleasure palace that was my boss’s office.

“Data, got it. Love me some data,” I chuckled wondering what mischief my wife had got up to.

Xcite was a new pharmaceutical product that was full of nerve stimulants, aphrodisiacs and a cocktail of proprietary compounds that resulting in feverishly good sex. Look at me. I’d gone three rounds with my boss since breakfast. I was an Xcite convert through and through.

As was my wife. She’d been a fan since my coworker had slipped her an Xcite and bent her over his desk. That was the first time I’d seen my wife with another man, and it had been as arousing as it was jealousy inducing.

“Show me what she’s been doing for the company,” I asked.

Dr. Stevens smiled and pressed play on her remote.

The screen shifted to a video of my sitting in a doctor’s office. She was wearing a white coat over a blouse with a deep vneck, a tight plack pencil skirt that was short enough that as she crossed one leg over the other, I saw enough thigh to raise my heartbeat. Part of me thought I saw a fleeting trace of white lacy panties, but she settled into her chair and they vanished just out of sight.

The doctor she was talking to watched the motion with interest, his eyes lingering over her like a lion stalking his prey. He was older, in his early fifties perhaps but in pretty good shape. His black hair was shot through with grey but he had a granite jawline and a five o’clock shadow that my wife was fascinated with.

“Claudia, I appreciate you stopping by. You’ve certainly been a more than pleasant distraction this morning. But all my cards on the table, Viagra is your competition and their cheques keep my pool heated and pay the mortgage on my house in the hamptons.”

“I know John,” my wife replied leaning forward and offering a tantalizing view down her top. The doc took full advantage of it. “But let’s be honest, they’ve gotten lazy, in their success. Our product works for men and women alike and gives them the best sex they’ve had in their life. It’s a veritable gold mine for anyone willing to partner with us.”

The doctor rubbed his chin. “I don’t know. The test results aren’t in yet. It’s a minefield.”

“I’ve tested it,” Claudia licked her lips. “It’s exquisite. If you’re worried, maybe a sample would help ease your concerns.”

“If your claims are accurate, it feels like a sexual harassment suit in the making,” John laughed.

My wife reached into her blouse pocket, and pulled out a small container.

“Not if we both have one. This door locks, doesn’t it?” The sultry tone in my wife’s voice made my heart race. She was actively seducing this poor doctor, and she hadn’t even had an Xcite yet. Who was this woman?

She set two pills on the table, then without warning, picked one up and swallowed it in a single gulp.

“Whoops,” she whispered. “You’re not afraid of a good time are you?”

“I’m married,” John replied. “Though you’re definately making a compelling case for Xcite.”

“So am I,” my wife replied and it sent a thrill down my spine. “I won’t tell if you don’t.”

She lifted the second Xcite off the table and popped it in her mouth. Then she got up, took two steps and sat on John’s lap. He opened his mouth to speak, and Claudia pressed her lips to his. I could see their tongues dancing as she shoved the Xcite into his mouth with her tongue.

All resistance crumbled as John swallowed the Xcite whole.

My wife turned so that she was laying against his chest, she shimmied until she pulled her tight skirt up to her waist and proceeded to grind herself into John’s lap like she was giving him a lapdance.

The sight of her lacy white panties pressed against his crotch made me hard.

“Oh wow,” John muttered as he stared right down my wife’s top. “Xcite really goes all out to close a sale.”

“You have no idea,” My wife replied as she ground against him. A lesser man would have shot his load right into his pants. But John held his ground, grabbing my wife’s waist with one hand and fondling her tit through her blouse with the other.

“I could get used to this,” John chuckled.

The Xcite was kicking in and my wife was growing more and more lewd by the moment. I knew John was sold, right now he’d have signed over his practice for a shot at Claudia’s hot sex. It would probably have been worth it two, but I doubted it was going to cost him anything.

“Look who’s shown up to the party,” my wife laughed as she got up off his lap.

John was pitching a tent. A considerable tent. And my wife wanted it. I could tell from the utterly wanton look in her eye.

“You’re going to enjoy this,” my boss whispered as she wrapped her fingers around my cock. “He’s hung like a horse.”

“How do you…” my voice trailed off as I put two and two together.

“He was my lecturer back in college,” Dr. Stevens replied, I could feel her breath in my ear. “He kept me back after class at least three nights a week. I got straight A’s and his big D. Your wife’s going to love it.”

I looked at my boss as she stroked me. “You sent her there on purpose.”

Dr. Stevens feigned innocence. “And why would I do that?”

“You figured if you sent her to a well endowed doc with a pocket full of Xcite you’d get her hooked on her new job,” I replied. “Pretty clever.”

“You’re starting to get it,” Zara smiled. “Clever boy.”

Others might have been offended at that. I tended not to get upset while my hot boss was giving me a handjob.

I looked back at the screen and found my wife staring at the doctor in shock. She had his slacks open and was face to face with one of the biggest dicks I had ever seen. It had to be almost a foot long.

John grabbed my wife’s head and guided it right to the large bulbous head of his cock. She took it eagerly, her cheeks balooning as she bobbed up and down on it. John grabbed my wife’s ponytail with one hand and thrust his hips up, feeding her more of his massive weapon.

My wife slurped him eagerly, saliva and precum running down his shaft. Realizing it was going to take more than that, she wrapped both hands around his shaft.

Claudia had wicked hands and both of them worked John feverishly as she gave him the sloppiest blowjob I’d ever witnesssed.

My wife was on her knees worshipping John’s massive member when I shot my load across my boss’s office floor.

“That’s it Roger, come for me,” Zara cooed as she pumped me all over the floor. “I knew you’d enjoy the show.”

I didn’t even answer her, I was busy watching my wife stroke John to his own explosive orgasm. The first wad must have gone right down her throat, but John wasn’t done. He used my wife’s mouth like his personal plaything as his Xcite fuelled load filled her cheeks and ran down his cock.

My wife knelt, admiring her handiwork, still slowly stroking as the doctor’s excitement ran over her hands.

He was still hard, very hard.

“I hope you don’t think your done,” John said his voice husky. “We’re just getting started.”

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