Christine Makes a Deal

by Warthog

Caution: This Interracial Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Mult, Consensual, Fiction, Cheating, Slut Wife, Wife Watching, Gang Bang, Group Sex, Interracial, Black Male, White Female, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, .

Desc: Interracial Sex Story: Christine gets tricked into showing a house to a client and one thing leads to another and she end up in a gang bang.

Christine walked through the door home from a long day at work just in time to hear the phone ring. "I wonder who that could be," she thought as she hurried to the phone.

"Hello," the beautiful young wife said.

"Hi Christine," returned a male voice.

Christine said pleasantly, "Oh hi Bob. I'm afraid Jim isn't here. Tonight he has class." Bob was a friend of Christine's husband and was a real estate broker.

Bob replied, "That's OK Christine. Actually, it was you that I wanted to talk to."

Bob had been after Christine to help him show property for some time. Bob knew from watching other female agents that Christine had the potential to be a good agent. She was young, only 26 years old and a bit shy but she had a pleasant personality. The thing that convinced Bob of her potential was her looks. Christine was a very attractive woman. Bob just knew that she could charm the socks off any prospective male buyer. She stood 5'4" with gorgeous legs and a 38DD-26-38 figure. Her reddish brown hair framed a beautiful face and hazel eyes. So far Bob had been unable to interest Christine in changing careers.

Bob continued, "Listen, I have an opportunity for you and I think you'll like it."

"You want me to show a house," guessed Christine.

"Yes, but before you give me your answer hear me out," said Bob.

"OK," said the tired wife.

Bob continued, "I have a client named John Owens who is in town looking at houses. He's fairly young and yet he's looking at property in the 400 thousand range. I'd show the property myself but I've got a conflict this evening. You're my only hope. If you make the sale I'll give you three percent of the sales price. That comes to about twelve grand. What do you say?"

Christine was dumbfounded, "You mean twelve thousand dollars?"

"That's right," confirmed Bob.

Christine thought for a moment about how she could use that money before saying, "What do I have to do, Bob?"

Bob replied, "I have two properties for you to show him. All you have to do is open the door and lead him through each one. Point out what catches your eye in a positive way. Both places are empty so you won't have owners to deal with."

Christine said, "Sounds pretty easy."

Bob continued, "It should be a snap. If you can get him to buy one of the properties the commission is yours."

Christine thought for just a moment then said, "OK Bob, I'll do it. What's next?"

Bob replied, "I'll call John and tell him that you'll meet him at his hotel at seven then I'll drop over the packet of all you'll need. Sound OK?"

"Sounds fine," answered Christine.

Bob added, "Oh, and Christine, John is the type who appreciates an attractive woman. Put on a nice outfit if you can."

"OK Bob," said Christine a little annoyed.

"I'll see you in a half hour with the packet," said Bob before hanging up.

"Nice outfit," Christine said to no one still a little annoyed. She didn't really like the idea of dressing up for a man other than her husband, but for twelve thousand dollars it was worth it.

Christine headed quickly for the bedroom. She took off her clothes and stepped into the shower. Ten minutes later she had dried and was going through her closet looking for the "nice outfit". Christine naturally assumed that Bob had meant "sexy outfit". After a few moments she found what she thought Bob had in mind. It was one of her husband's favorites.

Christine started with a matching white bra and panty set. The panties were a very brief thong variety and the bra was lacy and sheer. Over the bra Christine put on a figure hugging white blouse. She added a pair of self supporting suntan hose. Christine finished with her red business suit and four inch red heels. The skirt was short and came to mid thigh and the jacket was cut to her waist. Christine's large bulging bust put quite a strain on the jacket's buttons. The overall effect was that of business attire but very very sexy business attire. Christine checked herself in the mirror for a moment and felt satisfied that Bob would be pleased. She finished applying her makeup and fluffing up her hair just as he rang the doorbell.

"Wow," said Bob when Christine opened the door. "You look wonderful, just perfect," he added.

Christine blushed and said, "Thanks, Bob, please come in."

Bob walked through the door watching Christine's fantastic ass as she showed him to the living room. "This is going to work out great," he thought. He hadn't said anything to Christine about the fact that his client had asked that Bob find a hot babe to show him around. Bob knew about Christine's shy and reserved nature and didn't want to frighten her away from the task at hand.

They sat down together on the sofa and went over the floor plans and contracts. Bob couldn't resist sneaking peeks at Christine's great figure as they talked. "Jim's a lucky fellow," he thought. After fifteen minutes Bob had to leave for his engagement. He noted that Christine seemed enthusiastic about the showing. Bob was pleased with that. No sourpuss ever sold anything.

As Bob left the house he said, "I'll be done around 9:30. I'll check back here then."

Christine said cheerfully, "Thanks Bob. I appreciate the opportunity you're giving me."

As Bob waved goodbye, he thought to himself, "Its me who should be thanking you." Bob knew that John Owens would not be a buyer without Christine's help. It suddenly occurred to him that John may have had something else in mind when he requested that a hot babe show him around. Bob dismissed the notion and headed off to his engagement.

Christine was standing in the lobby of John Owens' hotel when two men approached. Christine had told John when she phoned from the lobby that she was wearing red. It really wasn't necessary because she was the only woman waiting in the lobby.

"Hi Christine," said John.

Christine jerked around, slightly started and paused while she took in the man offering his hand. Finally she lifted her hand to his and said, "Hi, you must be Mr. Owens." Christine was not expecting the very handsome man now standing before her. She felt the rush of blood through her veins. John Owens appeared to be in his early thirties with sandy brown hair and crystal blue eyes. He was tall and very fit and was dressed casually in shorts and a golf shirt.

John smiled and said, "Mr. Owens is my father. Please call me John." He gestured to his companion and added, "This is my business associate Tom Anderson. He's here to keep me in line."

Christine turned to look at the man and found him to be equally attractive. She smiled a little nervously and said, "Its nice to meet you.."

"Tom," he interrupted. Tom was dressed similarly to John. Christine wondered now if she was a little too dressed up. She noticed both men looking her body over in the way that men usually did.

"Tom," she agreed with a nervous giggle. Christine felt the heat in her cheeks and new that she was blushing. She realized that despite her business attire the men seemed to be pleased with her appearance. Gone was the annoyance that she felt earlier about having to wear a "nice outfit". Now she felt proud of her figure and was pleased that the men had noticed. She felt a tingle between her legs. She tried to ignore it.

After the awkward pause Christine said, "Gentlemen, if you would like I can drive you to the properties that Bob suggested."

John responded, "That won't be necessary Christine, my driver Jeffrey can get us there if you give him the directions."

Christine and the two men left the hotel through the front door and found Jeffrey and a stretch limousine parked at the curb. The large black man quickly opened the door and Christine disappeared into the car. Before both men entered, they gave each other a wink. They were very pleased with their hostess.

Christine learned on the way to the first property that John wanted this house for the occasions when he would be doing business in town. It seemed that Mr. Owens was very wealthy and had homes in several cities. He required a home that he could entertain in and wasn't interested in anything that was suited for a family. He was not married.

They arrived at the first property and Christine began her best sales pitch. She was a little annoyed that the air conditioning was not operating as it was early August and very hot. After ten minutes of the sweltering heat Christine asked the men if they would mind terribly if she removed her jacket. Both men quickly made it plain that they wouldn't mind one bit. Christine smiled nervously at their eagerness.

Tom offered to hold Christine's information folder as she unbuttoned her jacket. Both men sighed as the bulge of her magnificent bust was uncovered. The shear blouse did little to hide the lacy bra underneath. Christine removed her jacket, folded the garment over her arm and thanked Tom for his assistance with her papers.

John and Tom followed Christine around the house as she pointed out things. They looked at her as much as the house. She was not oblivious to the looks they were stealing. She felt flattered at the attention. She felt good knowing that the two handsome men appreciated her body. Christine could now feel a dampness between her legs. She reminded herself that she was a married woman but the tingle between her legs persisted.

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