Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
From: rdragon@ix.netcom.com(***)
Subject: Gina's New Skills (MF, cheat)
Date: 1996/09/04

			  Gina's New Skills

	It all started when a new boss was transferred from the head
offices in San Diego to the branch office where my wife Gina works.
About a week after he arrived Gina began coming home and telling me
about her new boss, a rather stately gentleman in his early sixties,
and about his noticeable interest in her body. It wasn't surprising to
me that a man would take such an interest in her. After all my
twenty-six year old, five foot nine, auburn haired wife is quite
attractive to say the least. She regularly works out at a fitness
club, keeping her 36-24-35 figure in firm and fabulous shape, and her
weight down around 124.

	Although she has an extremely attractive body, she did nothing
to draw attention to it during workday hours. As a matter of fact,
Gina was always adamant about wearing very `business-y' clothes to
work.

	Although I would have loved to see her in something sexier
than her grey or blue business suits as she went off to work, she made
up for it in the evenings or weekends when she wore her sexy outfits
for my pleasure, and believe me, its a pleasure.

	Then one day, after telling me how Mr. Drake sat behind his
big mahogany desk, undressing her with his eyes as she bent over a
file cabinet reorganizing his files most of the afternoon, all of that
began to change.

	I can't tell you how stiff and aching my cock became as she
described how he constantly watched her ass and hips sway when she
walked, how he seemed to always to be glancing down at her long legs
when she sat in his office taking dictation, or his staring at her
firm breasts each time she leaned across his big desk to hand him mail
or a file folder. Of course she didn't know then that I often
fantasized about her teasing and exciting other men - teasing,
exciting, and much more! As I watched and listened to her recount her
new boss's actions I began to suspect from the way she talked about it
that she too was turned-on by the whole thing; particularly by the
newly discovered power she had over a man more than twice her age who
wielded a good bit of authority and power within the company.

	When she finished talking, visibly flushed with excitement, I
brought up the subject of her office attire. I mentioned that with a
guy like old Mr. Drake it was very possible that pay raises were in
store if she only played along with his attraction for her sexy young
body.

	Hearing that she began to openly show interest in dressing
more provocatively. I told her it might be worth trying it out and
seeing where it went - on the condition she gave me a detailed account
of what happened. With a naughty smile spreading across her pretty
lips, she agreed it was worth a shot. The subject of what she should
wear arose and we agreed on a snug-fitting red, knit dress with a
low-cut neckline that I had bought her. I then suggested she also wear
her lacy red push-up bra, black sheer stockings and her black-patent
spiked pumps, as a sort of "icing on the cake".

	The next day when Gina walked into Mr. Drake's office to
give him his mail, she said his eyes nearly popped out of his head.
Immediately he invited her to lunch. She, of course, agreed.

	At lunch, after a few martinis, the old guy made a pass at
her. He was telling her about his days at Yale when he slid one hand
under the table and placed it on her knee. Feeling both shock and
excitement, Gina quickly brushed his hand away. Their lunch ended
shortly after that.

	That evening when she told me about it she was clearly
frightened I would be mad; but much to her surprise I wasn't. After
she told me all the details of her sexy new look's affect on her boss,
I was hornier than a sixteen year old school boy whom just seen his
first porn film. When I told her that, she also admitted the whole
event made her horny too.

	We must have fucked for a good two hours after that, starting
out in the dining room on top of the table, working our way to the
floor, across the carpet into the living room, and ending up in a
tired but satisfied heap on the sofa. A trail of clothing marked our
progress from the table to the sofa.

	As we lay in the living room, relaxing in the afterglow, I
told her about my fantasies of her teasing and exciting other men, and
how I wanted to watch. She admitted the whole thing got her awfully
hot. I suggested she wear something a little sexier the next day, and
give old Mr. Drake a good tease before taking things too much
further. I was sure he would ask her to lunch again and make another
pass.

	I told her, "Since Mr. Drake has never met me, it would be
quite easy for me to come to the restaurant and watch my sexy little
wife in action. You could phone me when you arrive at the restaurant
and I'll rush right over."

	Gina loved the idea. Upon agreeing to the plan, she unwrapped
her long legs from mine and slid down the couch, taking my rapidly
rising prick into her hot wet mouth, making it ready for another round
of good fucking before the night was over.

	The next morning I lay back in bed and watched as she put on
one of the outfits that she sometimes wore when we went out and she
wanted to get me HOTTER than hell. First, standing with her back to
me, Gina slipped on a pair of lacy black thong-style panties, looking
over her shoulder at me as she pulled the panty snuggly up between her
sweet cheeks.

	Next, now facing me, she put on a matching black push-up bra,
taking care to slowly adjust each cup and give her pert little nipples
a pinch. After hat she pulled on a thin strapped red garter belt. A
pair of sheer charcoal thigh-high stockings came next, clasping them
tautly into place with the garter. Gina stepped into a pair of red
four-inch stiletto pumps that accented the curves in her long legs and
made her great looking ass jut out even more as she walked to the
closet to pick out the rest of her outfit for the day. She chose a
short black skirt and wiggled into it. After that she put on a red
silk blouse, leaving it unbuttoned at the top just enough to show-off
some lacy bra and cleavage. She finished off her outfit with a red
belt. Gina stood in front of the full length mirror adjusting her
outfit and and fluffing her auburn mane. She was one hot sight to
behold!

	Gina smiled when she turned and looked at me admiring her. She
couldn't help but notice my cock standing stiff and straight up
beneath the bed covers. With a pouty smile she asked in a voice of
feigned innocence if I thought she might get a similar reaction from
Mr. Drake. I laughed and told her that if she didn't Mr. Drake
must have either gone gay or become a eunuch over night. With that she
leaned down and lightly kissed the tip of my cock through the sheet,
telling me to keep it that way for her until she got home this
evening, then went off to work.

	As I'd expected, her boss took her to lunch again; this time
to a rather dimly lit, expensive restaurant not far from their office.
As soon as they arrived Gina excused herself and went to a pay phone
and called me. You can bet I rushed right over. The place was pretty
empty and the hostess told me I could sit where ever I liked. I
spotted a booth across the room from where Gina and her boss sat. I
sat in a position slightly to one side of Mr. Drake since I knew he
wouldn't be able to easily see me watching. Gina spotted me the moment
I walked into the room and winked.

	Mr. Drake talked animatedly, gulping down a double martini
and ordering a second. As we both expected, after a couple of drinks
he made another pass. But unlike the day before, Gina let his hand
remain on her knee.

	After a few minutes, he began to slowly slide his hand up her
smooth, nylon clad thigh to the edge of her short skirt. From where I
sat I could easily see all this. Gina pretended not to notice Mr.
Drake's exploring hand but continued chatting with him as his fingers
caressed her thigh, working their way beneath her skirt. At that point
he began talking about how he'd obtained her records from the
personnel department and was very impressed. As his hand crept higher
he talked of possible bonuses based on her outstanding service and
loyalty to the company. Gina simply smiled and nodded, sipping her
glass of wine.

	When the old guy discovered that Gina was wearing stockings
and a garter his breathing stopped momentarily and his eyes lighted
up.

	"Tell me Mrs. Robbins," he managed to say through his rapidly
rising excitement, "have you ever received any special bonuses in your
three years with the firm?"

	Gina, looking wide-eyed and innocent, answered, "Why no, Mr.
Drake. I didn't know the firm provided such a thing."

	Gina told me later that as he told her this he kept running
his fingers from her smooth nylons to her soft bare thigh-flesh above
the stockings, across the garter strap and then back to the stocking.

	"Yes indeed, Mrs. Robbins. And I do believe a bonus is very
much in order for you... particularly in the light of your, uhmmm,
outstanding service to the firm, " he declared excitedly.

	I could easily hear his words from where I sat.

	When his hand wandered further up the silky, soft inside of
her thigh, she obligingly opened her legs slightly. She told me that
she was a little afraid the old guy might have a heart attack, judging
from the way his breathing rapidly changed and beads of sweat formed
on his face. When his finger tips brushed her now swollen pussy lips
through the thin black panties, she excused herself saying she needed
to visit the ladies' room. As she passed my table she blew me a kiss
and motioned for me to meet her near the restrooms.

	After about a minute I went back to the restrooms. Gina was
standing pretending to talk on the pay phone near the women's room.
When I stepped up she didn't say anything but grabbed my hand and
pulled me into the women's restroom, locking the door behind us. All
she said was something about "this is getting me hornier than shit,"
as she hiked her tight little skirt up as far as she could get it and
perched herself on the edge of the wash basin counter, pulling me
towards her. To my surprise she'd already removed her panties. I
unsnapped and unzipped my pants, pulling them and my underwear down
around my knees. Her and Mr.

	Drake's escapades had me horny too. My cock was hard and ready
for action. I pressed my cock head against her cunt lips, rubbing it
up and down the length of her little love muffin. Her cunt lips were
swollen, hot and wet. I began to slowly push my knob between the lips
when I felt her long, nylon encased legs wrap around my hips and pull
me deep into her. It wasn't more than a dozen thrusts and she was
cumming, her cunt muscles squeezing and milking my rod, rapidly
bringing me to orgasm.

	"God, I needed that bad," she breathed as I pulled out of her
and began pulling up my pants. She slid off the counter and began
straightening her clothes and arranging her hair.

	"I'd better get back out there," she said, giving me a quick
kiss and reaching for the door, "I'll see you this evening."

	"Hey," I said, "what became of your panties?"

	"Oh," she giggled, "I took them off before you showed up.
They're in my purse."

	With that she gave me another kiss and rushed out to meet her
boss. By the time I crept out of the ladies' room Gina and her boss
were getting up from their table and leaving.

	When they got back to work, Mr. Drake rushed into his
office, appearing a bit upset that things didn't go exactly as he had
expected. Gina, now feeling very much in control of the situation,
took a file folder, opened it and carefully spread the panties from
her purse, into the file. She closed the file and carried it, along
with a stack of other files into Mr. Drake's office. She laid the
panty file, on top of two or three other legitimate files, in front of
her boss and told him he needed to review this before the day was
over. With that she turned and walked to the far side of the room
where the file cabinets stood. Gina told me she could feel his eyes on
her curvaceous yet firm ass as she strutted across the room. She
pretended to be looking through one of the file drawers as she kept an
eye on Mr. Drake, waiting to see his reaction to receiving her
sweetly scented panties.

	Although it took him a few minutes to get around to the stack
of files, when he reached over and opened the top file, Gina told me
she thought he was going to drool on himself. First he fingered the
satiny garment, then looked over at Gina who was flipping through the
file drawer. She simply gave him a polite smile and then, as he still
looked on, she closed the top drawer, and turned her back to him.

	Next she VERY slowly bent over from the waist, opening the
bottom-most drawer. As planned, her short tight skirt rose up her
thighs, past her charcoal stocking tops, and revealing her now bare
ass - providing the horny old guy with a delicious view of her pussy
as it pouted out at him from between the tops of her smooth thighs.
Then, with a deliberately teasing slowness that made her boss groan,
she stood upright, took a few files from the top of the cabinet and
bent over again, placing file folders into the open drawer. She told
me she took a good forty-five minutes to do a job that normally took
less than ten. And the boss didn't once complain!

	After she'd finished "the filing", Mr. Drake asked her what
she thought of earning a $200 bonus on this week's paycheck,
particularly since it was payday. By then Gina was hot again. With the
offer of a "bonus" and a stiff prick to cool her desire, she couldn't
resist the offer. She walked over, pulled her tight skirt up as far as
she could, and crawled on top of his desk in front of him; her long
legs dangling on each side of him as he sat in his chair looking into
her dripping, hot cunt. Gina said he wasted little time, but dropped
his trousers and shorts down around his ankles and shoved his massive
prick into her hungry snatch. Given all the teasing she gave him, it
didn't take him long to shoot his big, sticky wad. Once he came Gina
made him lick her drenched pussy clean and suck her clit until she
orgasms.

	Eventually, tight minis and short dresses were all that Gina
wore to work. Gina, realizing the position she was now in to wield a
little power of her own, went from a $5 an hour clerical staff to a
$19 per hour executive secretary, with weekly bonuses! Needless to
say, our standard of living increased immensely. The old guy even
started buying her special outfits he kept at the office for her to
wear during work hours!

	Mr. Drake was now fucking her sometimes three of four times
a week (usually on top of his big ol' mahogany desk). And of course,
as a part of the deal Gina negotiated, I would usually come in and
watch. As a matter of fact, a storage room adjacent to Drake's office
was equipped with a special mirror in the wall and a big comfortable
chair so I could easily watch the two of them without being intrusive.

	Gina is now enjoying her power, Mr. Drake his sexy secretary,
and me my fantasies being fulfilled. Ain't life sweet!

			       The End