Headhunter: How to Succeed in Business 4

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How To Succeed in Business, Part 4

by Headhunter

When Bill finally made it to the office he dropped the contract on Jay's desk
with a smirk. He thought to himself, "young kid full of himself, thinks he
can teach an old pro-like me anything. I'll teach him. I'll teach him that I
just slipped my Johnson into his pretty wife. I gonna fuck that slut wife of
his until I get tired hanging on those big tits and banging that shaved
pussy." But Bill didn't say anything and left Jay's office saying "Thank you
Mr. William's", in an demeaning tone.

Jay quickly signed the contract and sent it via Fed-ex back to Consolidated
Manufacturing. The contract was a big one, and now Jay had to line up his
suppliers so he could fill the order and finally get his company making some
big money. But Mr. Anderson was no fool and Jay was soon to find out that more
business was not necessarily a blessing. Particularly when you are a "small
fish in a big pond." Jay discovered that while all his suppliers were able to
continue to send him equipment at the level he usually bought a significant
increase in production wasn't possible. Over the next week Jay would get up
every morning go to work and spend the day on the phone trying to make good on
the contract he had signed with Mr. Anderson.

At home the day that Bill McCurry had gotten his lap dance fuck from Jill,
she fell into deep remorse. How could she have cheated on Jay. Sure she was
enjoying the stripper role, but she had done it to help the business. She
could not justify cheating on her husband. That afternoon she spent hours
cleaning the house and catching up on all of the house work she had been
neglecting. She removed all traces of make-up, put on the baggiest, ugliest
clothes she could find and went food shopping. She picked up Shannon from
school and generally became the old housewife Jill. But in the back of her
mind she couldn't entirely block out a myriad of erotic thoughts.

Jay was silent every night that week. Jill thought that she had done
something. She didn't know that Jay was in a panic about being able to fill
Mr. Anderson's order. To make matters worse, Jay avoided Jill in bed. And
despite her promises to herself, Jill would often end up in-front of her full
length mirror, in her g-string. These sessions always ended with Jill
strumming her now prominent clit and having a good but unsatisfying orgasm.

The third day after Bill had delivered the contract her waited in his car
outside the William's home until Jay left with Shannon. Then as if he owned
the place he walked right into the house and found Jill cleaning the
breakfast dishes in the kitchen. She was wearing the same housecoat she had
two days earlier. Jill heard a noise, and turned to see a grinning Bill
McCurry standing in the doorway. "Well, aren't you the good wife and mother",
jeered Bill, "I like you a lot better in a g-string. How about a quick dance
for me before I go into the office?" Jill was shocked and sputtered, "Bill
what are you doing here?" "I thought I'd come back for a repeat performance.
I know you don't mind. It will be our little secret, just like the other day.
Otherwise I might have to tell that boy scout of a husband of yours all about
your 'special dancing skills'. " Jill cringed at the thought and didn't move
as Bill sauntered across the kitchen and placed his hands on the tits that
jutted out under the loose housecoat. "You've got a beautiful pair here,
Jilly, I'm sure Mr. Anderson, the man who owns these pretty baby's, would
want you to show them off." With that Bill pulled open the housecoat, popping
buttons onto the floor. The sleazy salesman lowered the house coat. He began
thumbing Jill's taut nipples and her reaction quickly changed from outrage to
excitement. "I love being naked in front of men", she though to herself. In
her own reverie she barely noticed Bill knocking the dishes off of the
kitchen table. He bent her back until she was laying with her back on the
table and hips and legs hanging off. Bill pulled the housecoat the rest of
the way open and reveled in the sight of the near naked housewife. He quickly
stripped down her white cotton panties and stepped between her legs. Jill
began a horizontal dance, writhing on the table top as Bill ran his hands up
and down her white skin. He lingered at her breasts squeezing then so hard
she though her nipples would pop off the silicone mounds. Finally he knelt
down and began running his broad tongue up and down her slit. When his lips
sucked her bud, at the top of her slit, into his mouth Jill's body became
stiff and she had a mini-orgasm. Bill lifted his wet face from Jill's crotch
and smiled an evil smile at her. "You are as wet as a ten dollar whore",
stated Bill in a matter of fact tone, "you love this don't you?" "Yes1
dam-it, I don't know what has happened to me, but I love it", whispered Jill
through clenched teeth. Bill dropped his pants and stepped forward, sinking
his long slender tool into Jill in one stroke. He grabbed her dangling hips
as Jill began thrusting her pelvis up and down. They coupled in that position
until both had an orgasm. Bill stepped from between her legs. Like the other
day it was not enough for Jill and her hands went immediately to her sloppy
cunt. Bill tip-toed, (his pants were still around his ankles), to the head of
the table grabbed a handful of Jill's luxuriant black hair and whipped his
wet penis off with it. He could see glops of white fuck juice clinging to her
beautiful hair as he pulled up his pants. He looked around the kitchen and
picking up a spatula that had a round handle, put it in Jill's hand said,
"here use this." Bill watched for a moment as Jill stuck the round handle
deep into her pussy, then laughing he walked out of the William's home saying
, "I'll be back."

Eventually after her third or forth orgasm Jill got down from the table and
crawled to the shower. At the office Bill greeted Jay with a sarcastic,
"Sorry I'm late boss, I was busy this morning." Jay was really beginning to
hate Bill. He had never liked him, but he used to be a fair salesman, but now
he was just an old has-been who wanted to cheat his way through the day.
Unfortunately, he was a friend of Mr. Anderson and right now Jay needed to
stay on Mr. Anderson's good side. Jay wouldn't have been so pliant if he had
know about Bill 's daily visits to Jill. Over the next few days, Bill would
wait in his car for Jay and Shannon to leave each morning, then he would walk
right up to the William's front door and let himself in. After the second
experience with Bill, Jill had reverted to her "Jilly" persona. She didn't do
the housework and didn't even to get up in the morning. Jay helped Shannon
get dressed, feed her breakfast, and took her to school. Jill would just stay
in bed. Minutes after she heard the front door close behind Jay and Shannon.
She would hear it open again, followed by Bill's heavy steps as the climbed
the stairs to Jay and Jill's bedroom. Usually when Bill opened the bedroom
door, Jilly was laying naked with the covers thrown off the bed, one hand
stimulating her mountain peak tits the other lazily running up and down her
already wet slit. Bill would always laugh at her, take off his clothes and
spend the next hour enjoying Jill's fabulous body. When finished Bill would
shower in Jay's shower, dry himself off with Jay's towel and even comb his
hair with Jay's comb. Why not? He had just pleasured himself with Jay's wife.
He had just left a load of his thick jism in Jill's bald pussy. He had even
taught her to suck cock and swallow cum. Something that Jilly admitted she
had never done for her husband.

Bill enjoyed going into the office late each morning and greeting Jay, the
"goody, goody" businessman, who was frightened of his friend Mack Anderson.
He loved looking at the handsome young husband and father, knowing that he
had just shot his load of sperm into his wife's pussy or mouth. He loved that
he had called her slut, cunt, bitch; and that the rougher he got with her the
more the housewife seemed to like it. He would have to think of some more
ways to make this young kid businessman pay, for his youth and idealism. He
was sure that Jilly could be debased even more.

Finally, Jay could wait no longer. He had to call Consolidated Manufacturing
and tell them that he couldn't live up to his contract. The suppliers just
couldn't get him the parts. Mack Anderson took Jay's call that day, and
smiled to himself. That foolish young man had not known the business well
enough. Mack had known that the production capacity was used up. Mack knew
before he gave the contact to Jay, that Jay couldn't honor it. But he sure
had enjoyed rubbing his face in Jay's wife tits. Now he would get even more
from the young housewife, and business was as good as ever. If reports from
his friend Bill were accurate, the obese Mr. Anderson was in for the time of
his life.

In his most serious voice Mr. Anderson told Jay to read the penalty clause for
non-performance in the contract. Jay's heart sank as he read about hefty cash
penalties for each month Jay didn't deliver. The six month contract would cost
Jay his business and probably all of his and Jill's personal belongings as
well. When Jay asked if there was anything he could do to prevent the penalty,
Mack Anderson said, "Why don't you talk to my friend Bill McCurry. He has been
in business for a long time. He might have some suggestions." Mack continued,
"I'll talk with you soon, Jay '', and hung up the phone.

Jay couldn't bring himself to talk with Bill McCurry that day but as he got
more desperate, he finally relented. The next day when Bill came in to work,
late as usual. Jay called him into his office. Bill entered the office
smiling like a Cheshire cat and as he sat down he adjusted his still sticky
cock in his pants. He hadn't taken a shower after fucking Jill this morning
and his shriveled cock was sticking to his underwear. Tomorrow he would have
to have the slutwife clean his cock off with her mouth. He didn't like the
feel of the drying cum and pussy juice in his graying pubic hair. That was
the problem with a shaved cunt, all the sex juice got all over him. He
smiled, but that was a small price to pay for being able to eat that sweet
bald pussy. "God, Jilly tasted choice", Bill thought, as he smiled
insincerely at his boss.

As Jay poured out his tale of woe. Bill smiled broader and broader. Mack's
plan had worked. They had Jay and Jill by the short hairs. If Bill played his
cards right he could enjoy the sexy slutwife of his boss anytime he wanted
and probably end up owning Jay's company. He fantasized about having Jay
working for him. Paying him slave wages and then calling the naive young
husband into Bill's big new office and having Jay watch him fuck Jill on his
big desk top. Maybe if Jay was humble enough he would let the husband eat
Bill's cum out of his own wife's shorn pussy. Bill snapped himself out of the
fantasy and looking straight a Jay said, "Boy, let me tell you whats been
happening and what you can do to get yourself out of this mess. You should
have been listening to me all along, and not treating me like some
over-the-hill, has-been. Now its time to pay the piper, Mr. William's,
company owner big shot."

Bill told a shocked Jay that he had been visiting his wife Jill every morning
for some uninhibited sex. He went on to say that he had steered Jay to the
Gentlemen's Club so Bambi could take advantage of the boob job situation,
befriend Jill and turn on her slutty side. Bill went on to say that there was
only one way for Jay to get out of this mess. That was to go along with any
games that Mr. Anderson might suggest. If Jay played his cards right his
business could still flourish. And once Mack got tired of Jilly, Bill was
sure that things in Jay's life could get back to normal. After all he had a
good company and sweet daughter. Bill reminded the dejected husband that Jay
was a respected member of the small town community. Bill ended his speech by
saying, "after all, Jay, you let her lap dance for us and I've been banging
her pussy for the last week and a half. In fact, right before I came in here
this morning I had 6inches of wood buried in her snatch. If you go home right
now you'll probably find her laying in your bed with my cum oozing out of her
fuck hole." Jay raced out of the office, his flight was followed by the
sounds of a laughing Bill McCurry.

Poor Mrs. Crosby watched from the reception desk with worry as that "nice Mr.
Williams" ran to his car. She could hear that "awful" Bill McCurry laughing.

When Jay reached his home the scene he discovered was just as Bill had
described. In fact, the nude Jill was slowly masturbating herself on their
bed, using both hands. Her heavy eyelids closed, her tongue tracing her thick
lips. As Jay watched from the door way in disbelief, she would scoop what
appeared to be white strings from her glistening cunt and trail her fingers
up her voluptuous body and then suck her fingers with obvious relish.

Jay walked back down the stairs a beaten man. He had lost his wife and it
looked like he would loose his business. All his work, all his life, all his
love for his wife was over. Jill hadn't even been aware of her husband at the
doorway. She got out of the bed turned on the tape player and began dancing in
front of the mirror . Jay heard the bass beat of Jill dancing music over the
click his front door closing as he left his home.

Jay spent the rest of the day driving aimlessly. Trying to make sense out of
the situation. He had always been a straight arrow. He never cheated, bribed
or stole. What did it get him? A failing company and a slutwife. Sharks like
McCurry and Anderson were the only ones to make it in this world. If he had
just been more aggressive, more of a killer in business, none of this might
have happened. He decided that the only good thing in his life was his
daughter Shannon. He decided that he would not look back, but he would become
a bastard business man just like the rest. He would become successful for his
daughter. He would give Shannon everything. He would play hardball with
McCurry and Anderson, and with Jill if necessary. He began to formulate a
plan. He would have to give them all enough rope to hang themselves.

Jay was silent the entire evening, and Jill could feel the tension. She
attributed it to business problems. She asked Jay if she could come into the
office in the morning to help. He rolled away form her on the bed and said
sardonically, "that would be great Jill, why don't you come into the office
when you finish up at home." Jill felt herself blush with guilt. She thought
to herself, "maybe I can help Jay."

The next morning Jay took Shannon to school, but rather then go to the
office, he doubled back to his house. Sure enough Bill's car was parked
across the street. As Jay silently climbed the stairs to his bedroom he could
hear Bill saying, "that's right, suck on it you whore. Get it nice and hard
so I can fuck your sweet pussy. I think today I'll take you doggy style, you
have never been fucked doggy style have you, you little slut." As Jay crept
down the hallway he could hear Jill trying to answer but the turgid cock meat
pressing against the back of her throat muffled her answer.

He heard a sharp slap of hand against soft flesh, then Bill barked, "On your
hands and knees, get that ass and cunt high in the air." As Jay looked in the
open doorway he saw Jill with her face buried in a pillow and Bill slowly
easing his fuck stick into her from behind. "You have got the sweetest pussy
I ever felt. I wish your prick of a husband was here to see me slipping you
the bone. That's OK, if Mr. Anderson has his way "good Old Jay" is going to
have lots of opportunity to see you dance and fuck", growled Bill as he
bottomed out in Jill.. His dangling ball sac swinging forward and slapping
Jill on her ultra sensitive clit. From the doorway Jay screamed, "I am here
Bill, you son-of-a- bitch. Now get the hell out of my house, I'll see you at
the office." A surprised Bill pulled his cock out of Jill grasping pussy,
with a pop. He replied, "watch out Jay, don't get me pissed off or I'll tell
my friend Mr. Anderson. But it looks like you two need to be alone. So I'll
be nice and leave. But I need to talk with you later Jay, Mack told me what
he wants, to save your ass." Bill pulled on his pants and left.

When Jay had first spoken Jill dove under the covers, and curled into a fetal
position. Jay could hear her sobbing and his heart broke. Jay pulled the
sheet back from his naked wife and with pity in his eyes simply said, "Why
Jill, Why?" Jill just sobbed. Jay steeled himself for what he had to do
next.. "Well my bride, you like being a slut. Get your ass out of that bed
and on your knees in front of me." When Jill didn't respond, Jay roughly
grabbed her arm and pulled her to the floor. Even crying her fabulous body
was sexy. As her body fell, her big tits bounced and swayed. The erotic sight
of the exposed cowering woman gave Jay and instant hard-on. He unzipped his
pants and fished out his cock, "suck it 'Jilly'". For the first time Jay
called her by the slut name "Jilly". Seeing the hard familiar cock in front
of her and hearing herself being called Jilly, the abused housewife anxiously
attacked Jay's stiff member. As Jilly stuffed her greedy mouth with cock meat
Jay patted her head and said, "That's a good little slut. Bill tells me that
you have learned how to swallow jism. That's fortunate because I have a big
load for you. As Jill rolled her tongue around Jay's hot poker and fondled
his nut sac, Jay new he would get even. As he painted Jill's tonsils with
strings of cum, Jay knew that he would make them all pay. Beside he thought
to himself, "I really like having my cock sucked."

Mack wanted Bill, Jay and Jilly to meet him the next day in the City. He had
reserved a suite in a posh hotel. Jay arranged for kindly, Mrs. Crosby to
baby- sit and spend the night with Shannon. The next afternoon found the two
men an Jill on the interstate in Jay's car. Jill sat glumly in the back seat,
while Bill made jokes about climbing into the back and screwing her while
truck drivers past them and honked their horns. But Jay said, "relax Bill
from what Mr. Anderson said you'll probably get your chance." Jilly worried
about her daughter and her marriage had slipped back into "Jill" mode and
couldn't understand her husband's changed attitude. He had tried to stop the
lap dancing when all of this had started. She would never understand the
change that had taken place in her husband. He had simply been pushed to far.

When the trio entered Mr. Anderson's expensive suite they were surprised to
find Bambi. She was lounging topless on a huge couch while Mr. Anderson sat
talking on the phone in an silk dressing gown. Bill said, "all right! Two
gorgeous women to look at. Jilly why don't you get comfortable like Bambi.
She was always my favorite at the club." Jill looked over at Jay with
apprehension. Mack hung up the phone and said, "Just talking to some
suppliers Jay. I need to pay them off to get timely deliveries. To bad you
didn't learn that lesson. In fact they will be here later for part of the
pay-off. If tonight goes well, I'll let you off the hook this month. Then you
can see if your little business can do better next month. If not, I'm sure
that we can continue tonight's arrangement. Yes Jilly, my dear why don't you
get comfortable with Bambi on the couch." Bill, started chanting "Jilly,
Jilly, Jilly" as Mack, completely ignoring Jay, walked up to the young
husband's wife and began stroking her tits. "I love what the Doctor did for
you Jilly, let me get a look at my 'investment'." The depravity of the
situation and the sultry look of Bambi started Jilly's blood racing.
Unconsciously she began to undo the buttons on her blouse. Bambi stood and
began stripping the clothes from Jilly's body. Touching her where and how a
woman knows how to touch. When she was gloriously naked the four people
stared in awe at the work of art that stood before them. "Damn", said Bambi,
"I'm glad she doesn't work at the club. The rest of us girls wouldn't make a
dime." Bambi lead Jilly to the couch, and in a repeat of the afternoon so
many weeks before, knelt between her outstretched ivory thighs and began to
worship the young mother's pussy with her tongue.

The three men watched in rapt attention. Jilly's, completely in character
loved the exhibitionism of the situation, and her hands played gently with
her tits. Bambi, on her knees, lapped at the pink slit. Bambi's breasts swung
back and forth in time with her head movement. The sight of the two women was
so erotic that Bill stripped off his clothes and began stroking his hard
cock. Mack's stubby pole made a small tent in his dressing gown. Jay sat in a
chair in the corner and watched the tableau. Bill, unable to control himself,
crept up behind Bambi, pulled her panties to one side and started to push his
cock into her. She jumped up and pushed him away. "I'm not some whore. I'm
here to dance. I fuck who I want, when I want. If you want to fuck somebody,
stick that thing into the pussy I just got ready for you. Jilly's the slut
here not me." Jay couldn't believe how far his wife had fallen. As he sat in
the corner a professional stripper was calling his wife a whore. To make
matters worse Jilly had grabbed Bill's cock in her delicate hand and was
guiding it between her obscenely stretched legs. As the bulbous head made
contact with her labia, Jill hooked her legs behind Bill's ass and drew him
into her. Mack dropped his dressing gown and climbed onto the couch. His
immense weight threw Jill's torso to the side. Her face smacking against his
big hairy belly. Mack lifted his stomach flesh away from his groin and
dangled his short dark pecker in Jill's face. After it bounced across her
eyes and nose she finally grasped it between her pouty lips and began sucking
noisily. The noise of her working mouth was deadened when Mack dropped his
thickly matted belly onto Jill's head obscuring the obscene sight from
everyone. "Hey Jilly, two cocks at once. Do you like it?" cheered Bill.
Jilly's only response was to kick Bill's flabby ass harder, encouraging his
relentless assault on her silky smooth pussy.

The two men quickly dropped their loads into the stimulated Jilly. As the men
recovered Bambi lead Jill to another room. As she walked sperm leaked out of
Jilly's cunt and another glob of white goo clung to the corner of her mouth.
Good to his word Mack's room was soon full of four more men. They were
representatives of various manufacturing companies. Jay was introduced as a
colleague, but also as the husband of one of the entertainers who would be out
shortly. As Jay and Bill fixed drinks for the men, Mack told the men that he
had two strippers lined up for the evening. Amid the hoots and cheers, music
began playing and Bambi and Jilly entered the room.

As soon as she heard the music Jilly slipped into her dancer persona. She was
not even aware that Jay was in the room. All she saw was the chance to dance
for a group of men and she was in heaven. Her wife and mother personality was
completely submerged. Her pussy throbbed to the beat of the music. She was
uncomfortable in the costume that Bambi had put on her. Particularly
uncomfortable were the high heels that caused her to mince her steps. But she
must admit that the walk forced by the shoes caused her tits and ass to jiggle
enticingly.

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