A New Standard for Service
by Lingus

"John, there is a Pamela Andrews here to see you," the receptionist
announced. "She says it's about fax machines."

My normal policy is not to see any unvited sales people. I thought
for a minute about my response because I didn't recall having had
any contact with anyone by that name before. Fortunately since I
was selecting new fax machines for my company I told the
receptionist to send her to my office.

In just a few seconds a very attractive blonde walked in. She was
about five four with long blonde hair that was done in a French
twist. She appeared to have a nice figure as well which was covered
by a very business-like navy blazer and grey knee-length pleated
skirt. Her approach was quite professional.

"Hello Mr. Allen, I'm Pam Andrews," she began as she extended her
hand. "Thank you for taking a few minutes to see me."

"Hi Pam, I'm John," I replied as I shook her hand. "Please have a
seat." I directed her to a chair at the small conference table in
my office. I wasn't about to let a desk come between me and this
good looking woman regardless of her reason for being there.

"Thank you," she said as she sat down. I sat in the next chair and
turned to face her.

"I understand your company is looking to replace its fax machines,"
she began. "I'm here because I believe our company can provide you
with equipment and services that are unmatched by any of our
competition."

"That's an interesting claim Pam. I'd like to hear more about why
you say that," I replied with a smile. Although our conversation
had only just begun I was sensing a certain spark in Pam's eyes and
smile that were very appealing.

"Well, we carry the Acme Fax line which is generally regarded as
the best in the business. It's truly state of the art. Our company,
Dynamic Office Products, adds its own special service to it. I'd
like to show you some material which describes the Acme line."

Pam took a sales catalog from her briefcase and put it on the table
between us. When she turned to reach into her briefcase she
uncrossed her legs and I got a quick glimpse of the tops of her
stockings. My cock twinged slightly at the sight. 

For the next few minutes Pam flipped through the pages of her sales
catalog explaining the many features of her product. I tried to pay
attention but every time Pam sought to emphasize features of the
machine she reached over and gently squeezed my arm. It was then
that I noticed her wedding ring for the first time. "Hmmm,
interesting," I thought. I'd usually found that married women were
far more fun to flirt with..perhaps because they are "forbidden."
I certainly didn't mind Pam's touch but I found myself losing my
concentration as I was captivated by this woman's sensuality.
Finally she completely wiped me out as she began to talk about the
machine's memory. Instead of gently grasping my arm she placed her
hand on my thigh...and fairly high up as well. She was only four or
five inches from my cock which was growing harder by the minute.

This time instead of quickly removing her hand as she done when she
touched my arm, she left it there for several seconds while she
finished her pitch. Then she pushed back from the table and moved
a bit further away from me. As she did so she crossed her legs
again, this time doing it in an obviously exaggerated movement. I
not only saw the tops of her stockings but the crotch of her
panties as well. The panties appeared to be very sheer white ones
and I thought I could see a dark shadow partially hidden beneath
them. Unfortunately the glance was too brief to be sure. My cock
really jumped at this revelation.

"So what do you think of our product?" Pam asked with a smile.

"It looks great," I replied. "Now tell me about the services that
your company offers. How are you different from your competitors?"

"That's a very important question," Pam replied. "We try to
customize our services to fit the needs of each individual
customer. There is some information I need from you so I can give
you an answer. Since I have another appointment in about twenty
minutes I don't have time to discuss them properly now. Instead I'd
like to leave a questionnaire with you. Then, since you're someone
I really want to do business with, I'd like to spend some time
talking about those services in detail. How about if we talk about
it over dinner tonight?"

I didn't know what to say. It certainly seemed to me that this very
pretty, very married woman was coming onto me. If so I wasn't about
to miss out, but I also didn't want to make an ass of myself by
misreading her intentions. Maybe her touching meant that she's just
a very demonstrative person and maybe she didn't mean to let me see
up her skirt. I thought about the invitation for all of ten seconds
and then said "Sure, I'd be delighted to have dinner with you."

Pam suggested that we meet at seven o'clock at a restaurant a few
miles away. I had never been there but I'd heard that it was pretty
good and I eagerly accepted.

As Pam got up to leave she removed any remaining doubts about her
intentions. She unbuttoned her blazer ostensibly to tuck in her
blouse. When it opened I immediately noticed that she didn't have
on any bra. Since her blouse was very sheer, I got a great look at
her beautiful breasts which were tipped by light brown nipples. My
jaw must have hit the floor and I know I stared at them for several
seconds. When she finally closed her jacket I looked up at her
face. She was grinning broadly. As she left she took my hand and
said "See you tonight. I'm looking forward to it."

So was I.

When I arrived at the restaurant that night Pam was already there.
I spotted her sitting at the bar although it took me a minute to
recognize her. She didn't look at all like the business woman I'd
met that morning. She had let her hair down and was wearing a skirt
that was barely long enough to cover the tops of her stockings. In
fact as I approached her I noticed that the top of her hose was
showing. She was wearing a different blouse but it was also sheer
enough to reveal that she didn't have on a bra. She appeared to be
involved in an animated conversation with the man sitting next to
her.

"Oh, hi John," she said with a big smile as I took the empty seat
beside her. "Thank you for coming."

She turned to face me as she spoke and again my eyes focused on her
perfectly shaped breasts which were plainly visible even in the dim
light of the bar.

"You seem to really like those," she giggled when she noticed me
staring at her chest.

"Ah..yes..they are very nice," I replied as I realized that again
I'd been caught.

"John, I'd like for you to meet my husband Jack," she continued as
she turned toward the man sitting next to her.

My heart sank. My hopes of getting somewhere with this sexy woman
suddenly evaporated into thin air.

"Hi John," Jack said as he extended his hand. "Pam says you're
interested in our fax machines. I'm glad to hear that and think
that you'll find Acme machines and Dynamic to be the ultimate
combination of value and good service."

"Hi," I said in response. I tried not to let my disappointment show
thinking that my wild hopes were my own fault anyhow. "I take it
that you also work at Dynamic," I continued.

"Yes, Pam and I own the company. I run the office end and Pam is
the head of the 'service' department."

Our conversation was interrupted when the maitre d' came to tell us
that our table was ready. He led us to a "U" shaped booth in a
secluded corner of the dining room. Tom helped Pam slide in first
as I slid in from the other side so Pam ended up in the middle.

"The two of you keep talking about your service," I said continuing
our conversation from the bar. "So tell me what's so special about
it."

"Sure," Tom said, "but first let's order a drink. It's been a
hectic day and I really need to unwind."

The drinks were ordered and Pam and Tom began to make small talk
about business. Then they brought up the subject of marriage and
asked about my wife.

"I notice that you're wearing a wedding ring," Pam mentioned. "Been
married long?"

I answered that we'd been married for twelve years. They both
laughed and said they'd been married for the same amount of time.
In fact their twelfth anniversary was just the week before. Over
the next hour or so as we had our drinks and ate dinner our
conversation drifted toward some very personal but interesting
subjects. We got onto the subject of the kinds of things couples
can do to keep marriage interesting. As Tom related some of the
things they liked to do I suddenly felt Pam's hand on my thigh. I
hadn't realized that she had moved closer to me and now our thighs
were touching. My cock immediately began to get hard.

"We believe that variety is the best way to keep things lively,"
Tom said. "Routine can be fatal," he continued. As he spoke I
sensed that Pam's hand was slowly creeping higher.

"What sort of variety are you speaking of?" I asked as I tried to
focus on what he was saying.

"Well, I have to admit that for us that has meant some rather
unconventional things," Tom went on. As I looked at him I noticed
that he was closely watching what Pam was doing. I was afraid that
he might be upset about it, but when he sensed my concern he
smiled. "Isn't my wife the frisky one though?" he said. "I hope you
don't mind. She just doesn't seem to be able to keep her hands to
herself. She's probably getting all excited as she's doing it too.
I'll bet she's really wet already. Maybe you ought to check and
see." 

Pam's reaction to Tom's words was to make the final move as she
slid her hand directly over my cock and squeezed it gently.

"Ummmm, you have a nice one," she murmured. I couldn't believe it.
Here I sat with another man's wife stroking my cock while he
watched. It even sounded like he'd just told me to feel her up as
well. 

"I might as well try it and see what happens," I thought to myself.
I placed my hand on Pam's thigh. Her skirt had ridden up to the
point that my hand fell on the bare flesh between her stocking tops
and her pussy. As Pam gently stroked my cock I slid my hand up the
final inch or two and found a delicious surprise. She wasn't
wearing panties! In fact my hand found a very warm wet pussy. She
jumped slightly at my touch. 

"So what sort of 'unconventional things' are you talking about," I
said as I tried to continue the conversation while running my
fingers up and down Pam's wet slit. She was moaning softly.

"Well, as you may have guessed," Tom replied, "Pam loves to play
with other men, and I greatly enjoy watching her when she does."

"Holy shit!" I exclaimed. "I've never heard of such a thing."

"It looks like you're enjoying it though," Tom replied. "So is she
and so am I. In fact I'll bet I'm just as hard as you are right
now."

"Hey guys," Pam suddenly said, "I think this game has gone as far
as it can go here. It's time we went back to our place so the real
fun can begin. John's ready and so am I." She gave my cock one
final squeeze.

Tom quickly paid the check and we all headed out to our cars.

"I'll ride with John so he doesn't get lost," Pam said to Tom as
the valet brought up our cars.

"That's fine," Tom replied. "Just don't go too far without me."

We hadn't left the restaurant parking lot before Pam had her head
in my lap and was sucking my cock. Tom was right behind us and he
must have noticed that his wife's head had disappeared. 

"Holy shit!" I thought. "This is some deal. I can't believe that
this great looking married woman is sucking my dick and in a few
minutes I'll be stuffing it into her cunt."

We got to the Andrews' home before Pam made me cum. As soon as we
were in the door Pam led a mad dash for the bedroom. I pulled her
down on the bed before she could undress and dove between her
thighs. I finally got to see this sexy woman's cunt. Her beaver was
quite thick and dark brown which confirmed my suspicion that she
wasn't a natural blonde. It took little effort to push her short
skirt up high enough so I could eat her pussy. As I ran my tongue
up the inside of her thigh she began to moan. When I reached the
top I ran my tongue around her outer lips and gently flicked her
clit as I passed by. She began to rotate her hips and push back
against my mouth.

Her husband unbuttoned her blouse and began caressing her breasts.
I continued eating her pussy while Tom kissed her breasts and
sucked on her nipples. As I ran my tongue up and down the length of
her slit gently touching her clit each time I sensed that she was
rising to a climax. I paused at the entrance to her vagina and
fucked her with my tongue. Then I moved down to her asshole and
after rimming her I tried to force my tongue into her tight hole.
She had started breathing deeply and her body was writhing in
pleasure. Tom apparently began to gently bite her nipple just as I
did the same on her clit. Pam came and she came more violently than
I had ever seen before. She screamed so loudly that I knew the
neighbors must have heard her. Then she collapsed in a daze on the
bed.

While Pam was recuperating I undressed and Tom went down to fix
drinks for all of us. I chuckled as I viewed Pam lying there on the
bed. With her clothes in disarray and her hair down and rumpled she
certainly didn't look like the same woman who had called on my
office earlier today. She looked more like the sultry sex machine
that she really seemed to be. 

As Tom returned Pam began to come out of her daze and I helped her
undress. I was hard from the sight of her lying there and the
knowledge that I was about to fuck her. As soon as her blouse and
skirt were off she was ready for more.

"I want your beautiful cock in me John," she begged. "I want you to
fuck me. I want you to fuck me hard."

I didn't need a second invitation. When I moved into position her
cunt seemed to suck me in. It took no effort to bury my tool all
the way. When my cock slipped into her private opening I heard Tom
gasp slightly. Tom moved up by her head and stuck his hard cock in
her mouth as I began to fuck her. She sucked him all the way in too
and he began to fuck Pam's face. It was quite a sight to see this
beautiful woman servicing two cocks.

As we plunged in and out of Pam's mouth and cunt Tom kept mumbling
about how hot it was to see her like this. The guy really was
excited to know his wife was fucking another man. He told me later
that this activity was the ultimate erotic experience for him as
well as for Pam. The only thing he could imagine that might be
better was at least one more man to fill her asshole as well.

"Maybe that'll happen someday," he said. "Pam says she'd like that
too."

We changed positions a couple of times. First we got Pam up on her
hands and knees so I could fuck her doggy style while she continued
to suck Tom. This let the two of us bounce her back and forth
between us. We soon had our movements synchronized so that one cock
went in as the other pulled out. Pam reached back and began to rub
her clit to help her build to another climax. With that added
stimulus it only took a few more minutes for her to cum again. This
time she didn't cum as violently and since I was close to cumming
myself I only paused for a few seconds for her to recover. Then we
resumed ramming our cocks into her. Tom and I came almost
simultaneously. I came first and the sight of my orgasm must have
put Tom over the top as well. Pam swallowed vigorously as he filled
her mouth with blasts of his cum. Then when we'd both finished we
all collapsed again on the bed.

I must have passed out briefly because the next thing I remember
was looking up to see Pam diligently sucking my cock trying to get
me up for another round. The situation was still very erotically
charged and it didn't take her long to succeed. She climbed on top
of me and slipped her cunt down the length of my pole. Then she
began rocking her pelvis back and forth. This was a very effective
position and in a few more minutes I shot a second load into her
cunt. She didn't quit immediately but continued until she too had
cum again.

By this time we all needed a break. I thought I should go home but
both Tom and Pam asked me to stay just a little longer to see if we
might do it still one more time. I was doubtful because I'd never
cum three times in one night but I figured it was worth a try.
Besides my curiosity demanded an explanation of certain things
about the two of them.

"Tom," I began, "how did the two of you ever get into this sort of
thing. I mean most husbands, including me, would be very upset and
jealous at even the thought of their wives having sex with other
men."

"I was the first time too John," he replied. "I had to sort through
those feelings before I realized that beneath the jealousy I also
felt a tremendous turn-on."

"But how did it happen?" I pressed.

"Well, about three years ago Pam and I had a big fight one night
about my not satisfying her even on my best nights when I fucked
her well two times. My feelings were hurt and I got upset. I told
her that if I wasn't enough for her she should find some other guys
to satisfy her. I thought better of it the next day and planned to
apologize that evening but instead when she came home she bluntly
told me she'd acted on my suggestion. One of our customers had been
putting the make on her for several months and she had 'called his
bluff' that day in his office. He fucked her right on his desk."

"It was fun too," Pam interjected. "I really thought the guy was
bluffing but I offered myself to him out of spite. When he unzipped
his pants and took out his cock I knew he was serious. I didn't
know how to get out of it and besides he had a big one. It was very
exciting doing it right there in his office because he hadn't
locked the door. I was afraid that someone might come in but I
found the danger to be extremely erotic."

"Pam came home that night and told me in complete detail what had
happened. She concluded by saying that she hoped I was happy
because she sure had enjoyed it and planned to do it again. At
first I was very angry and hurt that she'd cheated on me."

"I didn't cheat," Pam interrupted. "You told me to do it..and I
did."

"OK," Tom replied. "Anyhow I was very upset but somehow I also felt
extremely turned on especially when she described his cock and how
it felt when he entered her. My horniness overcame me and I laid
her down on the couch and started to eat her. I got even more
turned on when I tasted and smelled his cum in and around her cunt.
I was hooked. So was Pam." 

"That's right," Pam said, "in fact I did it again the very next
day. And I've done it at least two or three times a week ever
since. We discovered right away that it was not only a lot of fun
for us but it was also very good for business."

"None of our competitors offer such complete service," Tom said
with a grin.

"What if the person you call on is a woman?" I asked.

"If they seem interesting and interested they get the same
treatment," Pam replied. "Tom enjoys seeing me with another woman
almost as much as with another man and he has gotten to service
several of the women as well. It's pretty much like with the men.
Some work out. Some don't but we couldn't really handle many more."

"That's amazing!" I replied in awe. I wanted to ask a few more
questions but my thought process was interrupted by Pam as she
again began to suck my cock. It took her awhile but she did get me
up again and we had one more good fuck. I let myself out of their
house when I was dressed because as soon as I finished depositing
my third load Tom began cleaning Pam's well-fucked and well-filled
cunt with his tongue. I went home that night with a very big grin
which I had a hard time explaining to my wife.

The next day I placed my order for three new Acme Fax machines from
Dynamic Office Products. They were installed today. Unfortunately
Pam doesn't do their installations but as soon as the installer
left I received a fax on the private machine in my office. It read
"Thank you John for allowing us to service your needs. I think we
should schedule your first service call for next week so I can
check out how the machines are doing. I also want to check your
tool. In the meantime here is a little memento of me.
Affectionately, Pam." Pam faxed me a photocopy of one of her
breasts. There also was a PS written at the bottom which said "I'll
happily pay a very special referral fee for anyone you refer to
us."

"This is a terrific setup," I thought. "The next time any of my
friends ask about fax machines I know who I'll recommend."

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an original story by Lingus