The Work Trip
by SLUTWIFESARAH
Copyright© 2026 by SLUTWIFESARAH
Fiction Sex Story: An attractive wife ges on a business trip with her husband and helps with business negotiations.
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt Drunk/Drugged Reluctant Lesbian Heterosexual Fiction Slut Wife Wife Watching Interracial Anal Sex Cream Pie First Massage Oral Sex .
Dear readers,
Whilst I tend to tell stories based on fact this is purely a work of fiction. I have never been away on a work trip with my husband although he does actually work away a lot.
I just wanted to express myself and I hope you will tell me how you like it or not. It’s nice to get some feedback and who knows? I might give you a treat.
Sxx
Here goes!!!
Sarah Simmons was excited about the upcoming trip her and her husband Ted were about to take to Dubai. In all the years they had been married she had been used to her husband being away for work reasons, initially in the Military and now as a private security contractor, who had achieved a status which put him in high demand amongst well paying wealthy clients. However this would be the first time she was going to accompany him. Before, her own career as a nurse prevented her from travelling, but she had been able to give up that career, due to their financial security, setting up her own part time consultancy for care home nursing. Although Ted was working he assured her he would have plenty of time to spend with her as he was going to be in more of a liaison and networking role. So Sarah was looking forward to some well needed sunshine, away from the British winter, some pampering in a nice hotel spa, not to mention the opportunity to do some shopping for clothes and jewellery a lot cheaper than UK prices.
The pre-flight lounge, business class flight and private car transfer made the trip a breeze and the couple soon checked into their luxury hotel suite, which Ted had opted for instead of room only which he did when travelling alone. Ted had planned the trip to give the couple two clear days before he had to do anything, to allow for some relaxation to get over the journey and some shopping, allowing Sarah to get a couple of new dresses, whi h Ted had told her she would need as they would be attending a couple of functions. A few very relaxing, enjoyable for Sarah, expensive for Ted, days later the couple attended the first of those functions. It was a high profile VIP, business networking event, at which several members of Ted’s security group were working at. Ted was there in part to assess the teams and in part to network with some very wealthy individuals, with the aim of securing more business. The fact he had a gorgeous, bejewelled, sexily dressed wife on his arm made initial contacts with those individuals a lot easier.
One of those individuals was a wealthy Arab business man called Hamza Al-Qadir, with a large circle of equally wealthy friends and family, many of whom used private security. Ted was aware of a couple of incidents during which the security group Hamza used had been found wanting and he was sure he could at least interest him into switching companies. Ted also knew that Hamza had a penchant for attractive western women, especially blondes. It was therefore no great surprise when Hamza spotted Ted, whom he had met before, and approached him and Sarah, asking Ted to introduce her to him. Despite the fact Sarah found the fat Arab man chauvinistic, and so full of himself to make him despicable in her eyes, she knew the brief and her part in it. Therefore when Hamza took her hand in his sweaty palm and kissed it, practically drooling on it, she graciously accepted and thanked him for his nice greeting.
Shortly after the initial meeting, Ted put phase two of his plan, a plan that Sarah was unaware of, into action. He managed to tell Sarah, without Hamza or his gathering entourage, to excuse herself and go to the ladies room. Once she did, Ted began sounding Hamza out about giving his group an opportunity to prove themselves better than his current security team. The initial stages of the conversation went very well so when Ted saw Sarah returning he excused himself, telling Hamza he needed to get Sarah another drink.
Ted intercepted Sarah and signalled to a server to bring another glass of champagne for Sarah. As she drank it Ted told her that he was making inroads with Hamza, to get him on board as a client before saying,” I need you to go and charm him. He loves blondes and he clearly likes you. Tell him I have had to take an urgent phone call to sort something out and I have asked you to keep him company until I return if he would like.”
“Sarah looked at Ted with a scowl and replied,” I’ll need another one of these for that and you’ll owe me big mister!” As she held up her half empty glass.
Ted grabbed another glass from a passing server, handed it to Sarah and said,” Done! If I get him as a client you will want for nothing.” With that he kissed her and headed off out of sight.
Sarah took a deep breath and slowly walked back towards Hamza, smiling. As she got close to him she said, “Ted had had to make an important call, work related. He asked me to pass his apologies on. Sometimes he drives me mad. It’s all work, work, work! He is always checking in on clients and the team to make sure everything is 100% right. Perhaps you will allow me to keep you company until he returns.”
“Nothing would give me greater pleasure my dear.” Hamza replied with a smile. After a few minutes when Hamza saw Sarah had finished her glass of champagne he said,” let’s get you another drink my dear. But not the stuff they are serving here. Allow me to treat you to something, I have in my suite that is almost as delicious as you are.” Sarah looked at Hamza and he could tell she seemed nervous, so to put her at ease he said, “no need for any concern, several of my staff will be with us and be sure to message Ted to let him know to join us when he is done.”
Sarah messaged Ted immediately. He hadn’t really told her what to do in this situation. Whatever Ted was doing he couldn’t have been very busy because he answered rather quickly with a message [that’s fine. Thank him. Make sure you show him your appreciation. He really likes that sort of thing.]
[How to you mean?] Sarah replied.
[Well you’re smart. Figure something out. Just go with what feels good. I trust you. Love you xxxx]
Sarah put her phone away and looked at Hamza. Show your appreciation, Ted had said,” well Mr Al-Qadir. It’s very kind of you to rescue a damsel in distress. Thank you.” Sarah said, giving Hamza a bright smile.
“No, no, no my dear, please call me Hamza. Shall we?” Hamza replied as he directed Sarah to follow a lady from his entourage. As Sarah began to follow Hamza moved close beside Sarah and gently put a hand on her back, just above her buttocks. Not in an intimidating or particularly intimate way, more in a way of just gently ushering Sarah in the right direction. Once in his huge suite, which looked almost as large and roomy as Sarah’s house, Sarah was ushered to sit on a large, very comfortable sofa, one of three which surround a large, low level table. The side of the table with no sofa faced a large window with a panoramic view of the surroundings. There were several other people seated at the table, a mix of wealthy looking men and women, mostly chatting, some drinking from champagne flutes, some of the men drinking what looked like scotch. One or two were eating canapés which, along with drinks, were being delivered by a string of very attractive girls, all dressed in short skirts and body hugging tops.
Almost as if they knew the drill a few of the people, on seeing Hamza, vacated their places on the middle sofa and greeted their host with smiles and kisses, in case of the females. Hamza sat down in the middle of the sofa and patted it with his hand as he said, “come my dear. Have a seat next to me and let’s get you something to drink.” He then snapped his fingers and said to the attentive server who immediately stood behind him, “bring this fine lady a glass of my special champagne.” Less than a couple of minutes later Sarah was handed a cool, full, crystal champagne flute. She took a sip as Hamza watched her. After Sarah had drank a few sips Hamza asked, “how is it my dear?”
The champagne felt and tasted like nothing she had ever drunk, it seemed to have loads of bubbles but didn’t feel gassy. It was crisp yet smooth, dry but sweet tasting. “Oh my goodness. It’s delicious. The best thing I have ever tasted. I haven’t had anything like it!” Sarah exclaimed, smiling, her eyes bright. Little did Sarah know she had indeed never had anything like it before because the champagne she was drinking had been laced with droplets of a drug, designed by a master chemist for Hamza. It was a designer drug designed to reduce people’s inhibitions, make them more open to suggestion and become very relaxed, whilst still being in total control and totally aware of what they were doing. Hamza had tested it several times with excellent results.
“Good good, well there is plenty more for you my dear, just signal to the girl when you want a refil, and please have some canapés, they are excellent. Please excuse me a moment there are a couple of things I have to attend to.” With that Hamza stood and walked over to a couple of men dressed in suits almost as sharp as Hamza’s.
As soon as Hamza had left his place was taken by a very smartly dressed attractive lady who introduced herself as Zaynab, Hamza’s personal assistant. “He won’t be long. He is just conducting some business. It looks like he is seriously thinking about changing his security provider and probably talking those two other men into doing the same.”
“Really?” Sarah exclaimed as a strange feeling came over her. She couldn’t put her finger on it but whatever it was felt nice, perhaps it was the combination of alcohol, and hearing some news that could really change hers and Ted’s life and long term future.
Sarah heard Zaynab’s phone ringing and Zaynab looked at it, before saying, “Oh! I have to take this! Two minutes.” She then got up and turned away from Sarah. Sarah took out her own phone from her clutch bag and messaged Ted. [Hey baby! How’s it going? I’ve heard words from Hamza’s PA that he is thinking of using your group for his security in the future. Also he might be bringing other people along.]
Ted replied almost immediately. [Yeah! I have just been speaking to his Chief Operations Officer who has called me for an unexpected meeting tomorrow morning. I think we are on the cusp. I’m probably going to need half the evening to go over everything he will probably want to know. Sorry baby. Are you OK. He tells me if necessary Hamza’s staff will get you back to the hotel. If I could ask you to not bug out too quickly though and try and keep him sweet. You being nice to him could be the difference. He’s that sort of guy. Love you. X]
Sarah was just about to reply to Ted asking what exactly being nice entailed when Zaynab returned saying, “oh well honey, that was my Chief telling me your husband may not make it back so I have to look after you and make sure you get back to your hotel safely. So! With that in mind, how do you fancy a little pampering?”
“Yes he has just messaged me. What do you mean, pampering?” Sarah replied.
Zaynab said,” we have a private spa zone attached to the suite. Jacuzzi, massage, pool etc. Come on. I’ll show you. Leave your drink. There’s plenty in the spa.” As Sarah stood to follow Zaynab she felt a little unsteady and light headed. She found it odd as she had only had three and a half glasses of champagne. Sarah followed Zaynab through a series of doors and corridors until they entered a luxurious spa area which would rival many, if not all of the Spas that Sarah had been to. There were two jacuzzi, one for two people and one that looked like it would hold a dozen. Two massage tables set close together, a small plunge pool, sauna, steam room, a very large bed, big enough for several people, looking like something one saw in Roman TV series or movies. Several loungers, comfortable and a bar. At the rear of area was a room which Zaynab told Sarah was the bathrooms and changing area.
“Come! Let’s have a seat and get a drink.” Zaynab said to a bewildered Sarah, guiding her to a comfortable sofa near the bar. Seconds later Sarah was served a glass of champagne, by a young girl, called Aiyisha, who had a face and figure, shown off by the fact she wore only tiny lycra shorts and a lycra cropped top, that wouldn’t be out of place on a catwalk or in a Hollywood movie. Sarah enjoyed her drink and was feeling very relaxed. Then Zaynab suggested getting into spa mode and led Sarah to the changing area. Aiyisha was there and handed Sarah a dish dasha. A long cotton robe, but, as Sarah asked about swimwear Zaynab said, “Oh you don’t need it. There will just be us two here!” To Sarah’s own surprise she just accepted Zaynab’s words and found herself taking off her dress in front of someone who was practically a stranger.
Sarah’s actions were made easier by the speed and casual way Zanab removed her own clothes and, although Sarah wasn’t really attracted to women she found herself admiring the younger woman’s body. Athletic yet feminine, muscled yet soft. Her dark skin almost shone and although Zaynab’s breasts were smaller than Sarah’s, her nipples, as black as coal, were large and perky, so much so they even stood out through the material of her dish dasha after she threw it on. As Sarah completed her own disposing she felt a sense of pride and a little arousal as Zaynab, whose big dark eyes had been wandering over Sarah’s body, said, “wow! Your Ted is a lucky man. Your body is amazing!”
Zaynab led Sarah over to the small jacuzzi and slipped off her dish dasha before climbing into the jacuzzi. Sarah followed her and a few seconds later Aiyisha appeared with drinks on a tray. Zaynab lifted them off the tray and handed the one she knew was laced to Sarah before clinking her own glass against it and saying “cheers!” Sarah repeated the toast and drank a couple of mouthfuls of the wonderful tasting champagne. Sarah was now feeling so relaxed and heady that she didn’t react negatively when she felt Zaynab brush against her with an arm or leg, not really thinking it deliberate or any kind of advance. At one point Zaynab stood up to change the settings on the jacuzzi and as she leant over Sarah one of her, coal black, nipples hovered close to Sarah’s face. Sarah had never been attracted to women but she found herself staring at the beautiful, dark, hard bud, admiringly.
After about twenty minutes and two glasses of champagne Zaynab stood and began to get out of the jacuzzi. As she did she said, “ok! Massage time then grabbed a large towel, wrapping it around Sarah as she got out of the Jacuzzi. Once Sarah was dried off Zaynab told her to lay face down on one of the massage tables. As Sarah lay down and her face was looking down at the floor, through the hole where her head was resting she smelt an unusual aroma. Sarah couldn’t place it but it was rather soothing and sensual. Sarah heard Zaynab say, “comfy darling” Just close your eyes and enjoy it!” Sarah had assumed they would both be getting a massage but now she realised it was just her getting one and being given by Zaynab.
Zaynab began liberally coating her hands with fragrant massage oil. As she did Sarah could see her feet through the hole in the table and she was suddenly strangely aroused at the face Zaynab’s shaved pussy was probably a matter of inches from her face. Zaynab began massaging Sarah’s shoulders and back, working in long, slow and firm movements. As Zaynab’s hands flowed down towards Sarah’s buttocks her body leant forwards and Sarah could feel Zaynab’s hard nipples brush over her skin. Sarah didn’t know if she should be getting aroused by this but she was and it seemed her body was taking control of her mind. Sarah sensed some significant movement and realised Zaynab had climbed onto the massage table, her knees were either side of Sarah’s head.
As Zaynab leant forwards it meant her hands could now reach Sarah’s buttocks and they lingered there on each flowing stroke. Sarah could feel the massage oil flowing down her buttocks, into her ass crack and ultimately tease her pussy lips as one drop at a time seemed to flow over them. Sarah could feel her pussy lips quiver with anticipation. Unbelievably she almost felt disappointed when instead of Zaynab’s fingers tracing over her pussy slit she heard Zaynab climbing off the table who then whispered into her ear, “Ok. Turn over for me now darling.”
Sarah rolled over and lay on her back. She stared into the dark brown eyes of Zaynab, who hovered above her, smiling. The massage continued, Zaynab’s fingers caressing and exploring every inch of Sarah’s tingling body. As Zaynab moved around her head often came close to Sarah’s body and she could feel Zaynab’s cool breath on her flesh. Her body quivered at the touch of Zaynab and she wondered just how far things would go, although by now she knew how far she wanted things to go. Sarah’s desires were being met, Zaynab began focusing all her attention on Sarah’s erogenous areas, teasing her breasts and nipples, her inner thighs and ultimately her pussy and her clit.
Zaynab’s oiled fingers were literally everywhere. Teasing and probing Sarah’s breasts, nipples, clit, pussy slit and into her vaginal opening, she even teased and gently eased a finger into Sarah’s anus. Sarah’s arousal was close to boiling over, her eyes closed and her head rolled from side to side as she moaned and gasped. She was neither aware that Hamza had entered the Spa and was sitting in a chair behind the massage tables, watching everything, as was her husband Ted.
It had all been arranged. Hamza had agreed to employ Ted’s security group but as part of the deal he has asked if he may be permitted to seduce and ultimately fuck Sarah. Ted had been so intrigued, as to how the fat arab could possibly seduce Sarah, but he had always wanted to see his wife fucked by another man, so had agreed as long as he could watch. Ted was enjoying what he was watching now, thanks to Hamza giving him access to the state of the art surveillance system that had been fitted to Hamza’s suite, a system Ted had himself recommended to Hamza, as a demonstration of how much better his security could be with Ted’s group, providing both video and audio recording. Ted however had no idea that probably fifty percent of the success was due to Sarah’s drink having been laced and a good percentage helped by Ted himself having greased the wheels by telling Sarah to be nice and go with the flow after leaving her at the function.
Just when Sarah thought she was going to cum Zaynab stopped and said, in a firm tone, “Sarah! Look at me darling!” Sarah opened her eyes and looked into the deep, dark eyes of Zaynab. Eyes that could enter ones soul. “Are you on the edge darling? Aching for a release?”
“God! Yessssss! Soooo much!” Gasped Sarah, as pre orgasmic tremors shook her body.
“Then ask me. Tell me what you want my darling.” Of course, this was mostly for Zaynab’s enjoyment but Zaynab knew Hamza was there and also that Ted was watching and that both men would get a huge kick out of hearing Sarah begging for release. Hamza was indeed getting a kick out of it. He had now removed his dasha and was bringing his massive ten inch cock to a state of full arousal as he enjoyed watching Sarah being primed for him to shove his massive phallus into the hot sexy blonde.
“Ooooooohhhhhh! Hhhhmmmmmmm! I want you to make me cum. PLEASE MAKE ME!” Sarah groaned at Zaynab. Zaynab began to circle Sarah’s swollen clit with her thumb whilst two of her long dexterous fingers teased her lips and opening. Then, just as Sarah was once again on the edge, her vaginal muscles attempting to suck Zaynab’s fingers deeper, she also reached a hand down and pinched one of Sarah’s hard throbbing nipples. “Yeeeeooooowwww! Nnnnnnggggghhhh!” Sarah screeched as bolts of sexual electricity shot through her.
“You like that darling?” Zaynab softly asked the squirming blonde in her control.
“Ohhhhh! Shit! Yessss!” Sarah gasped as the surge of sexual energy ebbed away.
“Then you do it darling. Pinch and pull your nipples hard for me and I will give you the release you need.” Zaynab softly groaned, in a voice that would have anyone aroused. Ted was now scanning through all the cameras on the system and sure enough, as he had suspected and hoped, one had been installed directly above the massage table that Sarah was laying on. Ted eagerly looked on as Sarah raised her hands to her firm C cup breasts and kneaded them a couple of times before she pinched both her nipples. Sarah tugged and squeezed them hard, her face contorting and her open mouth letting out a guttural groan begging for Zaynab to make her cum. Thankfully, for Sarah and Ted neither of them had to wait long. Zaynab quickly grabbed a small vibrator and slid it into Sarah’s soaking wet opening as she rubbed the sexy blonde’s clit, firmly and rapidly. Less than fifteen seconds later Sarah’s back arched and she let out a shriek that would have shattered the windows, had there been any, before her body bucked so hard it was only Zaynab’s hands keeping her on the table.
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