Ann: The Married Years Ch. 41

"Yeah, but we both know you've thought about being with a woman before. I was just seeing if you might still be interested."

"How it the world would you know that?"

"The way you looked at me when I took my jacket off," she teased. "Plus, you've done a good job of keeping your secret, so you've obviously been on a few dates with women before for appearances sake. I dated a couple of guys when I lived in California for the same reason... to help them look straight. And if you're like them, it had to have crossed your mind once or twice to wonder what it would be like to fuck one."

"Well, how do you know I haven't?" he grinned.

"Oh, Ryan, you don't strike me as the type that's ever been confused about who you are. It's those around you that don't get it. I'm sure you've had your chances, but I'm also pretty sure you were true to yourself. Still, it's my job as a slut to tempt you."

Neil smiled and said, "You were right, Ryan. She's very, very perceptive."

She was also giddy. As much fun as she was having being the sexually provocative wife, she was more excited that she was getting the new van. Handing Owen over to Neil, she sat impatiently as Ryan completed the last of the paperwork, hopping up and down in her seat, barely able to keep still.

"Okay, we're all done," Ryan said ten minutes later. "Just sign here, and Neil, you sign there... and the van is all yours."

"Hers," Neil smiled. "This may be a family thing, but Anna did this herself. Like he said, I couldn't be prouder of you babe."

"Thanks baby," she practically cheered as she handed Ryan the keys to her Honda, along with the title she had in the briefcase.

She signed, as did Neil, who then went about putting Owen back into the stroller, strapping him safely in place. Shaking Ryan's hand, he said, "Thanks for everything Ryan. I appreciate you indulging my wife and the little games she loves to play."

"Really, it was my pleasure, Neil. I cannot tell you how liberating this was, and how much fun I had making this sale. I wish every customer was as prepared as she was."

"I'm finding that out about her more and more," he said with a wink in her direction. "I'll meet you outside, babe." With that, he grabbed her coat off the back of her chair and tossed it on top of the stroller.

"Neil, what are you doing? I need my jacket."

"No you don't. You said it yourself; it's a nice day outside."

Placing her hands on her hips, she looked down at her blouse; her nipples seemingly hardening more, if that were possible. "You know very well why I need it," she said in a hush, her stern glare contrasting against her smile.

"You're the one that said you were being naughty, Anna. I'm going to get our stuff out of the car and put it in the van. I'll meet you outside."

Realizing he was serious, she started to step toward him, but stopped. Whipping around, she looked at Ryan, who was chuckling. "I guess it's a good thing you wouldn't let me be slutty. You'd be surprised what he's made me do before when I've acted like this."

"Yeah... try me."

"Hmm. Interesting choice of phrase... what would you do if I did?" she laughed.

"Excuse me?"

She pulled her mobile phone from her briefcase, pressing a speed dial button. "That last time involved me walking naked into a gas station convenience store and giving the attendant a blowjob," she said calmly while the phone rang.

"What does that --"

She held up her finger, motioning for him to be quiet. "Baby... we're not in a hurry right now, are we?"

~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Ann pulled her new van into the garage, placing it in park. Unbuckling, she lifted the arm of her captains' chair, moving to her right. Before Neil could react, she was all over him, giving him the biggest, wettest kiss she could.

"What's gotten into you?" he laughed, knowing very well the answer.

"You, I hope... and very soon," she teased, her hand running along the inside of his thigh.

"Still turned on?"

"I gave Ryan a blowjob, Neil. And I've been driving around in a transparent shirt. Of course I'm turned on!"

"Well, you're sitting up higher. You probably didn't have that many people see you."

"I think that made me more visible. They just couldn't see what I was doing below the window.

She'd been fingering herself most of the way home, the excitement of what she'd done at the dealership fresh on her mind. She'd asked her husband for permission to be naughty again; or more precise, to be slutty. Neil didn't have a problem with it. He trusted her, and loved that she was still willing to push her limits. It had been such a long road back from the more reserved way she'd carried herself right after the baby was born. That she was finally feeling like Anna more often than not was something he tended to encourage whenever he could.

While he didn't want her to abuse the idea of being more sexually adventurous on her own, he actually got excited when she was in one of those moods. That she called him to ask if she could was all the notice he needed. After all, he'd forced her hand. She was going to have to walk out of the dealership showing off her breasts through her shirt. She was already horny when they showed up. This was only going to add to that feeling, and he'd eventually reap the benefits.

Especially when he told her, "You don't have a choice, Anna. I'm making you do it!"

~*~*~*~*~*~*~

In her mind, it was like it had just happened. With Neil's blessing... or order, as it turned out, Ann closed the door to Ryan's office, locking it. When she closed the blind over the window, he got visibly nervous.

"What are you doing, Anna?" he asked at the time.

Unbuttoning her blouse, she winked again. "Giving you something to compare against for the next time you're with your boyfriend."

A shiver ran through her as she kissed Neil later, recounting how Ryan's cock felt in her mouth. She could still taste his sperm, the distinct aftertaste lingering on her tongue even an hour after she'd swallowed his big load.

She'd went all out, taking his head slowly past her luscious painted lips, licking his balls as she held his shaft deep in her throat. There was something wicked about what she'd done, stripping totally naked, sucking the cock of a man she'd just met. It wasn't something she'd set out to do. Her only plan had been to dress sexy in order to get the upper hand in the deal for a new car. Not that she needed to. She'd done her research, and she was more than prepared. Her attire, and her playful attitude, was her supposed ace in the hole.

She didn't need to play that card though. She'd selected the perfect salesman... another part of her plan she'd executed to perfection, the proof being the new van waiting for her in the parking lot. Yet she couldn't resist. Neil had set her free, making her walk out of the place without her coat, wearing the sheer, sexy blouse that would expose her half bra and bare breasts beneath it. The desire in her belly to do something even bolder became too much, and she soon found herself stripping off her clothes and dropping to her knees, just like the slut she wanted to be.

Crawling toward Ryan, she gave him her sexiest smile. He politely grinned back, still unsure of what she was up to. And for whatever reason, he didn't resist when she reached for his zipper as he sat behind his desk.

She'd already pulled out his lovely cock, stroking it hard when she asked, "Would you be okay if I sucked you off, Ryan?"

He nodded, his shock keeping him from thinking more clearly. But he wouldn't have stopped her if he was. He'd let her undress, admiring her feminine beauty, even if he wasn't necessarily drawn to it. But he was drawn to her, feeling the sexual energy and excitement that radiated from her soul.

"Do you want me under your desk?" she asked, thinking it might be a fantasy of his, and that it might help that she'd be out of view.

He found the nerve to speak up, shaking his head. "No, Anna. I'd rather watch you. I think you deserve to be seen... you're so beautiful."

"And you're incredibly handsome. Your boyfriend is a lucky man," she said as she gripped his shaft. "You have a wonderful cock, Ryan. I really hope you enjoy this."

He was amazed at how different it felt, her fingers soft and smooth; her technique graceful and passionate. Her mouth welcomed him, her sensuous kisses and licks more than he expected. She was making love to his cock, instead of greedily sucking him. It felt personal, and his heart pounded from the feelings he found himself having. It wasn't like he was having any conflicted thoughts about his sexuality; far from it. But he would be lying if he didn't admit to himself that this was one special woman, and if ever there was one in the world he might considered falling for, it would be her.

He couldn't help but compare, not only to what he was used to from his boyfriend, but also from what he was used to doing from where Ann was positioned. He took pride in his oral talents, and yet he could tell from the very start that she was playing on an entirely different level than either of them. It was evident she took cocksucking seriously, and from the way she was bathing his balls with her tongue, all the while looking into his eyes with a lustful gaze, he knew she was going to show him exactly how incredible she was.

By the time she'd taken his entire cock down her throat some ten minutes later, he was lost in lust himself. One hand was on the back of her head, riding along as she bobbed slowly the full length of his shaft. His other was gripping the arm of his chair tightly as he watched the beautiful creature between his thighs giving him the blowjob of his life.

Keeping a watchful eye on the digital clock behind him on his credenza, she drug out the experience, wanting to make it last. He groaned every time he neared an orgasm, only to have her back off, and in one case, squeeze his cock tightly to keep him from exploding.

"Please, Anna... just let me cum," he begged at one point.

But she was having none of it, checking the clock again. "Trust me, Ryan ... I'm going to make this wonderful for you when I do. Besides, you have a reputation to maintain, and so do I."

The timing meant everything. She was balancing so many thoughts, weighing each of them on her mental scale while she knelt on the floor in front of his plush leather chair. She was mindful of how long she'd been there, knowing she had her husband and child waiting on her in the parking lot. But she also had Ryan to consider, and while she figured out the truth about his sexuality shortly after they met, the rest of his co-workers never had. And she didn't want them to.

When she finally let him cum, some forty minutes after she'd started, she was thrilled. She'd made him stand as she stroked the tip, her open mouth waiting for his load. Aiming for her mouth, she made sure some landed on her lips and chin, and she wasn't disappointed. While he didn't cum as much as Neil, it was close, and the taste made her moan loudly.

"That was incredible, Anna. I can't believe that actually happened."

"What part?" she teased as she continued to suck him, wanting every drop.

"All of it," he laughed. "You're such an amazing woman. Neil is a very, very lucky man."

"I'd like to think so," she winked as she stood, giving him a tender kiss, sharing some of the load that was in her mouth. "But I know I'm a lucky woman that he makes me play like this. I do love it."

"Well thank him for me, please."

"I'm not sure you'd approve of how I'm planning on doing that," she smirked as she patted his cock, leaving it out as she made her way around his desk to retrieve her clothes. "After all, you are gay and all."

"Oh, I approve. After that, I think you both deserve what you have in mind."

"Well, just so you know, I'm going to do it with him in the van."

"Then that is the perfect thank you. I have to say, Anna... I find you so incredible. I've never had that done before."

"I thought you told me there was a girl in high school that --"

"First of all, she was a girl. You, my dear, are more woman than any I've ever met. I might have to consider becoming bisexual," he laughed. "But I meant that I've never had anyone suck me the way you did."

"Oh... that," she said with a mischievous grin, knowing all along what he meant.

Slipping her skirt over her hips, she left it unzipped for a moment, explaining a bit more about herself and her relationship with Neil. Mainly about how they met, and the time they spent apart while they were engaged. Then she fast forwarded to her job, and the history of the house it was located in.

Pulling out a card from her briefcase, she handed it to him. "Here's my card. You should come by, Ryan. We have things for guys too."

"Are you really serious?" he asked.

"Sure. We have lots of things."

"Not about that, about what you said before that."

"Of course," she replied, taking one of his cards off his desk. "I'll send you the info."

"I just can't believe all of this is happening. Nicholas is going to be stunned."

"Is that your boyfriend?"

"Yes. He hates being called Nick."

"He's not going to be mad that we did this, is he?"

"I'm not telling him."

"Do you think that's a good idea?"

"Not really. But he'll understand once I come to see you," he said happily.

"That's awesome. I always love it when friends stop by the shop. Especially when it's a guy... makes me feel more like a hooker."

"Are you serious?"

"Oh, yeah. I fantasize all the time about what it would be like if the place was still a brothel and I worked there."

"No, Anna. You really think of me as a friend?"

"Well of course, silly. Sucking off strangers is really only a recent development in my relationship with Neil. It was just that one time and like this, he made me do it."

"Oh, I think we both know he didn't really make you today. You called him, remember?"

"True, but I get turned on by him saying it. Even more when he actually does."

"Like the guy at the gas station?"

"Oh god yes. I loved it, because it was also anonymous. The whole thing took like five minutes and I was out the door. I don't even know the guy's name. But you and I have gotten to know each other... and I'd like to think we're friends after this. In fact, I kind of miss having a gay friend. Like I said earlier, I had several in California."

"This is just so remarkable. And look at me, I'm still hard."

She grasped his shaft, stroking it a couple of times, feeling him shudder. "Well you're going to have to let Nicholas take care of that tonight, sweetie. I've got a husband and son waiting on me... I've fulfilled my slutty quota for the day. Besides, I don't fuck outside my marriage. That's our limit."

"I totally understand," he said, struggling to tuck his throbbing member back in his trousers.

"So, can you help me get dressed," she said when he finished.

"Absolutely. I'll get your blouse."

"Not yet. Be a dear and open the door, please."

"What? You're still half-dressed. You've only got that barely-there bra on."

She shrugged. "And when I put on the blouse, it won't hide anything. If Neil wants me to show off my body, I'm going to do it my way."

"But everyone will know --"

"That's what I'm counting on, Ryan. Like I said before, you have a reputation to maintain. You're the big dog in the office, and I'm guessing everyone thinks you're a stud with the ladies. And you are. We just proved that. That's why I didn't let you cum before I did... they need to think you got more than just a blowjob."

"I don't know. It was a really incredible blowjob."

"Aren't you the sweetest thing," she said as she patted his cheek. "Now trust me on this and follow my lead. I want to make a production of this."

"You really don't have to do this, Anna."

"Are you ready to come out of the closet to everyone here?"

"Well, no. I already told you, my career --"

"Do you see yourself coming out anytime soon?"

Shaking his head dejectedly, he admitted, "As much as I'd love to... no."

"Then this will go a long way to protecting you and Nicholas, Ryan. Let me do this for you."

He reluctantly agreed, but soon changed his mind. Not in letting her do it for him; it was his attitude about it that changed, once he saw how into it she was. She made him remove his coat, and she loosened his tie, wanting him to appear at least a little disheveled. But that was it. In her mind, she thought the encounter to be much like it was, with him dressed, while she'd gotten naked for him.

She also moved some things on his desk, clearing space as it were, making it appear that she'd been on top of it. At that point she turned her back to the doorway, lowering her skirt so it was hanging off her ass, showing most of her sexy crack. With that, she looked over her shoulder, giving him a sexy wink.

"Are you ready to show them what a stud you are?"

"I think you're really just showing them what a slut you are."

"That's the hope. We don't live in this town, or this state," she said, thinking of how they'd driven to Maryland to make the purchase. "We rarely if ever come here."

"You never know. I know the vice president of your bank."

"True, but that's just because of the business you're in. It's a risk... but I love taking them. Besides, I'm more concerned about your reputation than mine."

"Ha... okay. So, what do you want me to do now?"

"Open the door, straighten your tie, and then move out of the way and open the blinds. Once you do that, I'll be ready for you to come and zip up my skirt. After that... get me my blouse and then follow me lead. Ready?"

"I'm still hard, if that's what you're asking."

"I just hope they think I'm the one that's causing it."

"Trust me, Anna... right now, you are."

She winked and nodded, and he turned the knob, opening the door casually. He'd debated about yanking it open in more of a rush, thinking if she wanted attention that would be the way to do it. After all, it wasn't likely anyone would really be looking that way when he opened the door. But he needn't have worried about that. The showroom was busier than usual, and none of them were customers. Most were staff milling about, trying to look busy, wondering what was happening behind the closed doors. Yet there was one that was just staring ahead in disbelief.

Unfazed, Ryan remained his stoic self, offering only a nonchalant smirk as he closed his collar and adjusted his tie. Then he moved to his right, pulling open the blind that had been covering his window. When he did, Ann came into view, her back to the doorway, as she held her arms up, running her hands through her long curly locks as if to straighten them.

She could feel the eyes on her, a rush running through her body as she stood by his desk with her legs slightly apart to make sure her skirt stayed in place. She'd positioned it perfectly, showing her right hip, and a lot of crack, the opening peeled wide. It would have only been better if she'd taken off the half bra, offering a view of her naked back, but there was no need since her breasts would already have been exposed for Ryan. It was all about making it seem real, and the salty taste on her tongue reminded her that in some sexual way, it had been.

Instead of getting dressed, she began putting her files back in her briefcase, lifting it onto the empty spot of the desk, showing the profile of her left breast as she did. It was all so casual, and yet it was titillating to know she was being watched. And a lot of that came from Ryan, who was languishing near the doorway much like he had when he'd first saw her come into the showroom, only he was now facing the other direction, admiring her sexy body.

And he truly was. Even though he would never categorize himself as anything but homosexual, that didn't mean he didn't admire the look of a woman. In many ways, he was more appreciative, finding beauty in all women; not just the plastic ones that tend to land on the covers of magazines. Ann was anything but that in his eyes, her inner attractiveness radiating, making her outward appearance all the more spectacular.