My Life As A Financial Advisor Ch. 4

Chapter 4: The Trip

I didn’t know what to expect as I headed into Dave’s office. Dave had called me the day before and told me it was extremely important that he meet with me as soon as possible. As my manager, Dave often held meetings with me, but they were always casual and never a top priority.

Dave greeted me as I entered the office and motioned to a seat across from his desk. He smiled and engaged in small talk with me for a few minutes. He had no idea that I had seen him and my wife, Crystal fucking in my bed a few months earlier. And while I intended to use the information at some point in the future, for now, I tried to act as normal as possible whenever we met.

Dave was a nice guy, and under different circumstances, we could have become great friends. However, he was fucking my wife behind my back. And while I realized how turned on I had been at the sight of them doing it, it was still done in secret. I still didn’t know how serious they were. Did they love each other? Or were they simply enjoy a sexual relationship? Until I knew for certain what was going on, there was no way I was going to trust the guy or build a friendship with him.

"Hey, Pete, I’ve got some great news for you!" Dave said, focusing on the purpose of our important meeting. "A new position has opened up here and I’ve fought hard on your behalf to get it. Each manager had someone they were recommending for the job, but I insisted that you were our man."

"What kind of job is it?" I asked, caught off guard.

"Well, it’s a training job. There are some new products coming down the pike, and we need someone to learn all the ins and outs about them in order to train all the agents. Even though this type of job usually goes to a much more experienced advisor, I was able to convince the others that your track record proved that you were the best for the job. I had to pull a few favors, but finally convinced everyone to give you the position. So, congratulations! You are really going to enjoy this role with the company!"

I was still shocked. The last thing I expected was for Dave to be offering me a new job. "But, what about being a field agent?" Suddenly I realized that I may not be able to enjoy my time in people’s homes, and I was starting to really enjoy some of the homes I went into! "Will I still keep my client base?"

"Oh definitely, Pete. This job will be full-time for the next couple of months, but after that, it will be more of a reference position. You’ll still work the field, but will be the contact person when advisors need some help with the new products. You’ll be paid a bonus for it of course."

"Umm, I don’t know what to say, Dave. What are the new products?"

"Oh, just some new insurance and investment opportunities. You’re going to be going to head office for a week of training, and then will need to go back there for a couple of days each week over the next month or so. You’ll get all the info you need there."

But suddenly I had all the info I needed right now. It became all very clear why Dave had gone to bat for me and had called in favors to get me the position. With me gone to head office so much, he would be enjoying my wife. I struggled to suppress a grin as I thought of how sneaky he was being. Here I was supposed to show my gratitude to the guy who was simply trying to get me out of the way so he could stick his dick inside my wife’s pussy.

All of a sudden I came up with a glorious plan. I knew exactly what I was going to do while away on my trip. This time, it was impossible to hold back the smile that reached across my face from ear to ear.

"Well," Dave said, interrupting my thoughts, "looks like you accept!"

"You bet, Dave, I do accept." I said, standing up and shaking his hand. I started toward the door, but then paused and turned back him. "Oh, and I guess I should say, thank you. Thanks a lot, Dave, I appreciate all you are doing for me."

Dave grinned back at me as he replied, "Hey buddy, what are friends for, eh?"

I went over to my desk and grabbed a few things and headed out of the office. As I passed by the front reception area, I glanced over at Michelle who was talking to someone on the phone. I smiled at her and she winked back at me. I’ll never forget my night with her and Samantha, and planned on many more nights like it.

I walked out into the fresh air and jumped into my car. I let out a laugh as I pulled out into the traffic and headed towards the Computer Superstore a few blocks down the street.

That evening, as Crystal and I sat eating supper, I told her about the new position. She listened intently, and I figured out early in our conversation that she had no idea Dave had been planning to get me the job. That made me feel a little better, realizing that at least she wasn’t a part of the plan to get rid of me as much as possible.

"Anyway," I said, as I wrapped up the details of the new job, "it does mean I’ll have to spend a bit of time at head office over the next few months."

Crystal looked up from her meal. "Oh? What do you mean by a bit of time?"

"Well, Dave said I’ll be in training at head office all next week; I’ll have to leave Sunday night, and wont be home until sometime the following Saturday. And then I’ll have to go down there for a couple of days every week for the next month or so. I don’t know if it will mean any trips after that."

"Wow," my wife replied, obviously deep in thought, "that’s a lot of time away." What was she thinking about, I wondered. What she already imagining all the nights of fucking her lover? What her mind already picturing his cum filling her up?

"So, I know how much you hate to be alone," I paused, letting that statement sink in, "I know how you get nervous with me not here, so I purchased a security system today. I’ll install a couple of sensors and set up a keypad at the door. All you need to do is punch in a code and the house will be alarmed. That way, when you come home, you’ll know if anyone else is in the house. And, at night, if you want, you can set just the doors so you’ll know if someone tries to enter the house."

Crystal nodded her understanding, "Thanks, Pete, you’re right, I hate being alone."

I wanted to say, "I’m sure you wont be alone too often," but held back and said nothing.

After dinner I began to set up the system. I put a sensor on each entrance to the house, and then fastened a movement sensor on each floor. I then took the last sensor and headed upstairs to the master bedroom.

Crystal walked in as I stood on a stepladder screwing the box high in the corner of our bedroom. "Why are you putting one in here?" She asked.

"Oh, I had an extra one, and figured if someone managed to use a ladder to climb in the window, at least they’d be detected if they came in here. After all, you have a lot of jewelry and stuff in here, and you wouldn’t want someone to take something from your own bedroom, would you."

"I guess not." She said, heading back downstairs.

After I had all the hardware wired, I punched a code into the system and showed Crystal how to use it.

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The rest of the week went quickly, as soon it was time for me to leave. I packed up the car, making sure my laptop was secure, and then turned back to kiss Crystal goodbye. We stood in the driveway holding each other tight for a few minutes before I pulled away to go.

"I’m going to miss you, sweetheart." She said, reaching out to kiss me again.

"I’ll miss you too. Hey, if you get lonely, just call up one of the escort agencies and have some fun." I smiled as I turned to open the car door.

"Hmmm," she said, playing along, "I just might do that."

"Or, I could just call one of the guys from work and ask him to come over and take care of you. What do you think? How ‘bout Mike or Steve, or maybe Dave?"

A look of fear flashed across her face but disappeared just as quickly. I knew I had caught her off guard with that comment, and it was fun watching her try and joke her way out of it.

"Nah, if I want a guy, I can find my own. I don’t need another salesman to satisfy me."

I winked at her and she blew me a kiss as I backed out of the driveway and started the five hour drive to my home away from home for the next week.

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The next day I showed up for the training and met the others who would be in the class with me. Each office had a representative, so there were about eighty five people in the class. I scanned the group, hoping to find someone who I might have some fun with while there. I spied a very cute redhead sitting a few rows ahead of me, and targeted her.

However, she would have to wait until tomorrow. Tonight I had to see if my plan would work. I couldn’t wait for the sessions to be over for the day so that I could get back to my room, set up my laptop and see if I was as computer smart as I was hoping.

As soon as the class was over, I grabbed my notebooks and started to head out of the class. I bumped into the redhead and we walked over to the elevator together. We laughed as we reached for the same button, and then both pulled away at the same time.

"Here, let me have the honors," I said, pressing the button for our floor. "I guess we are on the same floor. My name is Peter, how did you enjoy the class?"

The redhead extended her hand and said, "Hi Peter, I’m Rhonda. The class was boring, but when is this stuff ever interesting?"

"Well, that’s true, Rhonda, it is boring. I’ve found you have to make your own fun while on these trips or you’ll go crazy." Rhonda smiled back, "Make your own fun? Is that what you do? Well, that sounds interesting. I’d love to have some fun while on this trip, why don’t you let me know when you’re ready to make it?"

I couldn’t believe how easy it was going to be to enjoy this woman. It seemed clear to me that I could invite her to my room that moment and she would join me. In fact, I almost did, but then I remembered what I needed to see first.

"Tell you what, Rhonda, there’s something I need to check out first. How about we go for a bite to eat in about an hour?"

The elevator opened and we walked into the hallway together. "I would love to go out, one hour is perfect, why don’t you knock on my door when you’re ready to go? I’m in 1711."

I laughed as I rechecked my room number. "Well, I’m in 1709, so it looks like we’re neighbors."

"Oh sure," she said, as she unlocked her room, "And I’ll bet there will be an inside door between our rooms."

"Only if we’re lucky." I answered, opening the door and entering my room.

I looked over and sure enough there was. I quickly walked over and rapped on the door, only to hear a knock back from Rhonda.

I smiled and walked over to the desk in the corner of my room and opened up my laptop. After plugging the phone line into the modem, I dialed up a number and waited to see if my plan was going to work. After the connection was completed, I opened up a software program and waited. It took a couple of minutes to load, but soon I found myself laughing out loud at how much fun I was going to have over the course of the week. Satisfied, I disconnected and shut the laptop and turned to jump in a quick shower.

An hour later I knocked on the inside door into Rhonda’s room. I heard her moving around in the room and after a minute or so, she opened the door. "Well," she said, smiling at me, "I guess we should just leave this door unlocked for the week."

"I think that’s a great idea," I agreed, "after all, you never know what may happen in the middle of the night."

"True, Pete, you can only hope it will be used frequently."

I couldn’t believe how much fun I was having flirting with this sexy redhead. I knew that if I had suggested we just forget about eating, we would be in bed fucking in no time. But, I was hungry. And if my theory was correct, I would likely be up late sitting in front of my laptop. So, I walked through her room and we headed down to the car.

We headed to a nice restaurant and sat down to eat. It was amazing how easily it was to talk with Rhonda, and I found myself soon sharing my entire story with her. She sat quietly listening as I told her about walking in on my wife and my manager in bed together. She shifted in her seat as I explained how I became turned on while watching them, and how I ate Crystal’s pussy after Dave had left. I could tell she was turned on as I described what it was like to eat another man’s cum out of her pussy. She asked for a second glass of wine as I began to tell her about Karen and our time together. But she really started to squirm when I talked about my encounter with Michelle and Samantha.

By the time I was finished, Rhonda was very horny, and having trouble hiding it. Actually, she wasn’t even really attempting to hide it. Her leg rubbed up and down my leg, and her hand was in mine. Our eyes stayed locked on each other as I shared my stories.

Then it was her turn. She told me how she had been married for about seven years to a very wonderful man. She loved him deeply. She was from a very religious family, and her husband was a deacon in their church. As a result, he was very straight and very conservative. He believed that she was to be submissive to him at all times, and that sex was for procreation only. Their sex life was pretty well nonexistent. Once a week, on Saturday night, he would come up to bed, pull off his pajamas, lay down on top of her, enter her still dry vagina, and pump for about a minute until he got off. He would then get up, take out a facecloth, wipe himself off, pull up his pajamas, and be asleep within ten minutes. She would wait until he was sound asleep, and then get up and go into the living room, where she would masturbate using a cucumber, biting her lip as she came so that he wouldn’t hear what she was doing.

A year ago she had her first affair, and justified it as being ‘just sex’. She had enjoyed a couple of lovers in that time, and felt that as long as she didn’t get emotionally attached to any of them, it was okay. After all, a woman has needs, and a cucumber just doesn’t do it all.

Rhonda went on to tell me that she had decided that this trip was the perfect opportunity to meet someone from another city for a week of hard, intense sex. She had decided she wasn’t going to waste the week by being shy, but that once she met someone, she was going to make her intentions clear, ensuring that they would enjoy each other every night of the week.

The only requirement she had for the person she would fuck all week long was that he had to be married like she was. The reason, she explained, was that she did not want some single guy to enjoy being with her so much that he fell in love. The last thing she needed was some guy wanting more in from the relationship than physical. There was no way she would leave her husband, and she had no interest in being emotionally involved with someone else. She just wanted someone to fulfill her needs. Period.

As she continued to talk, I kicked off my shoe and began to move my foot up her leg. Her breathing quickened as she parted her legs slightly to allow my foot to continue it’s movement up her leg. She was wearing a short skirt, and my foot disappeared under the material. Her legs opened a little wider. Soon my foot found it’s destination, and I discovered she didn’t have any panties on. My foot began to slide up and down her pussy, my sock becoming wet with her juices.

Rhonda reached for her wine and took a large gulp of the liquid. Her face was a little flushed as she focused her eyes on mine. My big toe was deep inside her, and I continue to wiggle my foot, causing her to move from side to side.

At that moment, our waiter approached and began to clear our plates. "Would you care to see the desert menu?" He asked, looking first at Rhonda and then at me.

"Hmmm, good question," I said, keeping my gaze on Rhonda, "How ‘bout it sweetheart, would you like something sweet to eat?"

Rhonda closed her eyes for a second, trying to find the words to say. "Umm, whew, I, well, my god, yes, I do want something sweet to eat."

"Fine," the waiter said, looking at her strangely, "I’ll bring the menus."

Rhonda broke our gaze and looked at him blankly, "No. I mean don’t. Umm, I don’t want your desert. I, I, well …"

I jumped in, "I think what the lady is saying is that we’ll just have the bill, thank you." My foot continued to rub her, my toes sliding in and out of a very wet cunt. I knew that she had never experienced anything like this, especially in public, and she was going nuts right now.

The bill came and I removed my foot from between her legs. My soak was soaked, but I slid it into my shoe anyway. We quickly headed to the car and turned towards the hotel. As we drove along, I reached down and continued to rub her pussy, this time with my hand. She sat very still in the seat, completely lost in the ecstasy of the moment. We pulled up at the valet, and jumped out and headed into the hotel.

As we got onto the elevator, I turned and pulled her into my arms. We were alone all the way to our floor, and our lips remained locked together until the bell chimed and the doors opened on our floor.

We walked down the hall and I slid my key into my door. As I turned and locked it behind us, Rhonda fell into my arms and we began to kiss passionately. We pulled at each other’s clothes with uncontrolled desire, both of us wanting to get physical as quickly as we could.

We dropped onto my bed and I began to go down on her. She was absolutely dripping as my tongue began to make it’s way in and out of her love canal. I lapped up her sweet juices as my hands reached up and pulled at her ripe nipples. She was a very noisy lover, and her panting and groaning increased with each lick. I knew that she was going to be a screamer when she finally climaxed, and I was kind of glad that the bed was up against the wall joining her room to mine.

It didn’t take long for me to find out how loud she could be. As I continued to eat her cunt, she suddenly started into her first climax. Her orgasm was fast and hard and she let out a very loud "Yes!" as she went over the edge. I pressed down on her cunt, holding her clit between my lips as the waves of orgasm flooded over her body. I waited until her breathing began to settle before releasing her clit from my mouth. I kissed her pussy a few times and then slowly made my way back up her body, providing gentle kisses across her belly and her breasts until our mouths met again and she kissed her juices off my goatee.

"I want to suck you." She finally said, whispering into my ear.

"I was hoping you’d say that." I said, kissing her forehead.

"But after what you just did to me, I’m nervous."

I kissed her again. "Nervous? Why?"

"Because I don’t have any experience sucking a guy off. Like I said, my husband doesn’t do any of that, and I’ve only done it a couple of times with the lovers I met back home."

"Tell you what, don’t worry about your experience. Just enjoy me. Feel me. Learn to listen to my body. Try something and see how I react. You’ll know if what you are doing is pleasurable or not. Just try and listen to my body. And don’t be afraid to ask if something feels nice, I’ll be honest with you. Learning the other’s body is all a part of being a good lover."

Rhonda leaned up and kissed me again. "I want to please you, Peter."

She moved down the bed and tentatively moved her mouth close to my cockhead. I looked down at her, watching her eyes through the strands of red hair that fell over her face. She had an incredible look on her face as she stared at my manhood. I couldn’t believe how turned on she was making me feel. Here was this beautiful redheaded woman, desperate to grow in her sexual experience, wanting so much to please me, about to take my cock into her almost virgin mouth. I couldn’t help but watch as her lips finally parted and my cock began to disappear past her lips.