Chapter 2

Tina made a final adjustment to her garter belt and nylons and then she stepped into her 4 inch "come fuck me" pumps. She looked at herself in the full-length mirror and thought, "Tina my love, you look like a slut, which I suppose is fitting, since that is what you have become." And then she giggled, "I am a slut and I love it."

She and Bob had been married for fifteen years and in all that time she had never been unfaithful to him (although she had fantasized about fucking other men). There were even times when she had almost done it, but she never had. She was in love with her husband and she knew he would never understand her desire for seeing what another cock would be like so she had behaved herself and had taken her sexual frustration out on Bob by trying to fuck him to death every time they were alone. That is she had been faithful until the night of his promotion party. That night, for reasons that didn't matter anymore, she had gone to bed with her husband's boss and she had loved it. She had not been surprised when Matt had called her two days later and asked if he could stop by and talk to her. She knew that if she said yes they would end up in her bed, but she had hesitated only a moment before telling him to come over. She had just gotten out of the tub and only had a robe on and she debated getting dressed, but then thought it would be a waste of time. After all, she was going to have to get naked again to get fucked, right?

The doorbell rang and when she opened the door she had expected Matt to take her in his arms, kiss her and pick up where they had left off on the night of the party. It came as a surprise to her when he said:

"Thank you for agreeing to see me on such short notice."

She led him into the living room and offered him a cup of coffee or a drink and he'd said, "Just coffee please, black."

When she had given him the coffee and sat down in the chair opposite she had said, "And to what do I owe the pleasure of this unexpected visit?"

Matt had taken a sip of his coffee and then he put the cup down on the coffee table, "I need some help in closing a million dollar deal. I have a customer that I need to wine and dine. I need to see to it that he has such a good time that he would never, ever take his business to anyone else. In short, I need to turn a sexpot loose on him, someone who will fuck him damn near to death and leave him begging for more of the same. After the way you worked me over the other night I knew you were the woman for the job."

Tina had not expected that and she sat there with a look of incredulity on her face. "You can't be serious," she'd said.

Matt had replied, "Oh, but I am. There is no doubt in my mind that you loved every second of what happened the other night."

Tina had said, "That was the other night and I did that to save my husbands career. The fact that I enjoyed it doesn't mean that I'm going to make a habit of it."

Matt had looked at her for a moment before saying, "Honey, Bob's career was never in jeopardy. That was just a story I used to get you into my bed. It was rotten of me and I know it, but I had wanted you for so long that when the opportunity presented itself I had to take it. And" he continued, "I am glad that I did. It was the most memorable night of my life. But in order for Bob's career to flourish the company has to flourish and it is deals like the one I'm trying to close that will ensure the company's continued success. I could fix this guy up with a high-class call girl and she would suck his cock and fuck him, but then she would straighten her make-up and leave. He would be sexually content, but he would know that he'd just spent time with another high dollar call girl. I want him to be left exhausted and hoping to God it might happen again. I want him to feel that if he keeps giving his business to me that it could happen again. For that I need the woman who fucked my brains out the other night - I need you."

Tina had said, "I'm flattered that you think so highly of me, but I'm sorry. This is just something that I can't do."

Matt had shaken his head, "I was afraid that was going to be your answer and I had hoped that I wouldn't have to do it this way." He'd gotten up and had taken videotape out of his coat pocket and had handed it to her. "Here. Play this."