Attending a golf event four years ago at a very expensive Portuguese hotel, I met a very good looking forty year olfd woman, there on her companies business. We hit it off and I ended up staying in her room that night. She is still the best fuck I've ever had as we did anything and everything you can possibly think of in the hours we spent fucking. Even the following morning we fucked again in the shower, and again only half an hour before I tee'd off with my pals.
A month ago I got into trouble with the company I work for, something to do with a fucked up order which cost the company a lot of money. My boss called me in and instantly sacked me. You should have seen the gloating look on his face as he said the words "Your fired". He made it sound like a well known tv show here in the UK and I could have punched the dick. I knew I hadn't fucked anything up, so I appealed. With him and I sat waiting patiently for a senior director to fly up to our offices from London, to attend my appeal. He looked a right smug bastard, and told me the director had already made her decision based on what he'd put in his report. I wasn't best pleased as I knew he shouldn't be speaking to me that way, but I sucked it in knowing I hadn't messed up the order.
The meeting room door opened and in walked a small man followed by a stunning looking forty something woman. A woman who instantly recognized me, as I did her. We smiled at each other but neither of us said anything other than acknowledging the meeting and it's purpose. My boss who preened himself and looked like a cockerel about to fuck a young chick, began to say something, when the senior female director turned round to him and said (I've got the recorded notes from my hearing) "You've made a mistake in this regard. After further investigation, it's been found the mistake was made at an upper level, your level. ***** had nothing to do with the extremely costly error. This disciplinary appeal is now closed.
Before she shook my hand to ask me to leave the room, she told my boos to stay where he was. Inviting me outside for a chat, she and I darted out of the building and arranged to meet later that day. The small man was in fact her husband. And the reason she sought out young men to have sex with. He just so happens to be a co owner of the company and knows she explores other avenues for sex. That night as her husband enjoyed his time, I later learned with a youthful male escort, I fucked his wife in their hotel room and if anything it was even more sordid than when we first fucked in Portugal.
My boss (ex) now has a new assistant operating at his level, and that person is me. The person who fucked up the order was indeed someone of by bosses level. He'd made it look like my provisional work on the contract was the overriding aspect of the deal. when in fact he'd taken on the chief role and ballsed up the whole thing. As a manager now I have to fly down to London at least three to four times a month and each time I stay at the same hotel. During my stay I have the same person visit me each time. She's insatiable and I love how we just keep on having hornier and hornier sex every time. If my boss knew how I got a reprieve and that I was fucking his boss every month, he'd be so angry. Guess I'll have to make sure the senior female director gets everything he needs in my hotel room won't I.
