The Boss's Slut - S01 E62

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The Boss's Slut - S01 E62

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 62

"Mr. Tenor!" was overly enthusiastic in my recognition of him. I took him into my arms and kissed him on the cheek while pressing my breasts into this chest. He was the first through the checkpoint. "I hope your meetings were a success and you are ready to relax and enjoy the next two days."

"With you along with us, my dear, I feel assured we will all have plenty to feel enjoyment about." He smiled a rather leering smile.

I handed him a gift bag that every guest would receive. It included sunscreen, lotion, chocolates, a bottle of wine, and condoms. The condoms weren't my idea, I rather liked the 'full of cum feeling, but It must have been decided by someone that the option would be good.

The table behind me had a dozen such bags to be distributed. It was felt my doing the honors, especially dressed in a bikini (I decided on going to the extreme), would be an appropriate introduction.

"You must be Tina." The next man was a roguish looking man about mid-30's with sleeked back hair, tall and athletically cut. He had dark sunglasses on, but I could feel his eyes moving over my body like a pair of hands in a dark bar.

I smiled coyly, "Yes, I am." looked down at my chest, "Nobody could figure out where to put a name tag."

He laughed, leaned in for a kiss that wasn't aimed at my cheek until turned at the last moment. There would be time enough for that later when we weren't holding up the rest of the line. He smiled at my maneuver, "My name is Tom, I'm sure we'll spend more time together." I smiled back. I had no doubt. He came across as one of the smooth sales operators of the group.

Most of the rest of the group were less forward than Tom. I glanced at the table behind me as there were still a few people to come through. I counted the people and found just enough gift bags and that the last were the women of the group. Apparently, the entire management and sales group had chosen to attend the cruise. The two women moved almost as one. The first one through walted for the second and they both allowed plenty of time to separate themselves from the men.

"Ladies, welcome." I gave each of them their gift bag and stepped between them and led them into the ship. I stopped at a sitting area. "I was led to believe you might not be corning on this cruise. I'm not sure why it seems important to me, but it is, that you understand I am not a whore hired for this."

"Tina, relax. Helen and I thought this might be kind of kinky. When we came into the sales group about the same time, we got together and made an agreement to protect ourselves from random flirting from these guys by letting slip that we were far more interested in each other than men."

Helen laughed, "We know the guys will be watching us, especially as we shed clothes for sunning or the little pool, but they won't be hitting on us. It'll be one of those very curious situations of seeing how much they can see of what they can't have." That made us all laugh.

"Well, in my case it is the opposite."

"So, is it true? You're really an executive who is a slut? You just really like sex?"

I put my hands out to the sides, "That's me. Actually, I've given myself to a married man who has brought the slut fully out."

"Married?"

"Yeah, his wife finds me exciting, too."

They shook their heads in wonder, looked at each other, and smiled. I took a chance. "Are you both lesbian or pretending?" They were pretending. They both had boyfriends they kept away from the company. "Are you curious, though?" That was the reason for the shared smile. They were. I smiled, too. "Let's hook up in one of your rooms, then. I think my room will be watched closely. I have always thought of myself as straight, but I have been shown that I enjoy women, too." They both hugged me and promised to do exactly that. I had a feeling those two might have more of a shared experience on this cruise than they originally expected.

After seeing the guests on board, I made my way up to the sun deck where there was a small pool. It was really a pretend pool. There couldn't be any real swimming done in it, but there was a bar sunk into the deck at one end which would make it a very appealing place to hang out. I found a deck lounge and spread out a towel, planning to catch a few rays of sun before dinner.

I was spreading sunscreen over my arms and stomach. I was reaching for a leg when I heard a very masculine voice behind me, "Need help with that?" I knew where this was likely to go, but dinner would slow it down.

I looked up and smiled, it was Tom. I knew it wouldn't take him long to find an opportunity. "Oooooo... just when I started thinking I might be lonely." I stretched my legs out and slightly parted them on the lounge. I winked at him, "I don't want to be a bother, but that would be helpful."

"No bother at all." He spoke the words to me, but his eyes never left my crotch where there was a hint of cameltoe.

He took my bottle of lotion and knelt at my side. He started on my right foot and spread the lotion onto my leg, kneading the lotion in. I noticed the further up my leg he went, the more kneading he used. He got to my hip on the outside and the itty-bitty piece of cloth on the inside, glanced at me and shifted to my left leg. He repeated the effort. This time, though, when he reached the top of my leg, the side of his hand repeatedly grazed along my pussy barely covered by my bottom. He encouraged me to roll over. I could have declined, that I wanted sun on my front, but that wouldn't be in keeping with my purpose for the trip. I rolled over onto my front. He started on my shoulders and moved down my back. Now, that thin bit of cord that tied my top in back didn't take much space, but he untied it anyway. I smiled as his hands massaged over my back. I wondered to myself what I was going to do when he finished. Leave it untied and roll over? That would expose me. Was that within the rules? He had moved down to the small of my back to the next thin cords of my bottom. These were also ties, but he applied screen over them. I felt his hands massaging, kneading my ass cheeks, his thumbs sliding between my cheeks. There was a spot there that might get burned, apparently. He applied more to my legs, more attention going to the insides of my thighs the higher he went.

I glanced over my shoulder as his fingers rubbed my pussy through the thin material. "That's nice."

"How did your bottoms get so wet?" His voice was raspy and heavy. I looked to the side and could see his cock inside his shorts was very hard.

I smiled at him, "The same way your shorts seem to be straining."

His finger moved under the covering and slid along my pussy lips. I sucked in a breath just as a voice broke into our activity, "Dinner will be served in 20 minutes. Just enough time to change."