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 * * * * *  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 'businessy' 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 if 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!


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