The Day Before Vacation - Sex Stories

The Day Before Vacation

PHEWWWW! Six months of Hell over and done with. Checklist; New account - finalized first campaign - complete promotion - secured Fat bonus check - deposited this morning This pending vacation is very well deserved by me and even more so by Trina. She has been a total saint for the last half year, picking up all kinds of my slack so I could focus on work. This promotion is as much hers and it is mine. And I intend to prove it to her every way possible over the next 8 days in the Bahamas. But now, what is she up to? She told me in her “Don’t argue with me,” voice to be at the address she wrote done at 10:30 am. She wouldn’t tell me why. I hate when she does this. I recognized the address at the Salon she gets her hair done. She knows that I will never, never pay $ 60 bucks for a haircut, bonus check be dammed. So why am I here? I walk in, the place is bright, load, and back with Hotties. I mean smokin’, bangin’, slamin’ hotties. Some are doing hair, nails, etc. Some are having them done but their isn’t a women in here that couldn’t stop traffic. The girl at the desk recognizes me immediately though I can’t ever remember meeting her. She walked around the podium to shake my hand, She was wearing skin tight black leggings, black heels that seemed like they would be impossible to walk in, and a sheer white blouse. Under the top, she was wearing a sheer black bra. The combination of sheer top and sheer bra was not enough to cover everything at close range. Her nipples were ...

... mesmerizing. I tried not to stare. The brunette could see that I still hadn’t been able to place her so she politely reminded me: “Mr Pederson, it’s me, Cindy Cosgrove. I graduated with your son Jim last year.” My head exploded! The Cindy Cosgrove I remember coming over to study calc with my son, was very plain, chunky, and a lot frumpy. I feel mean for admitting it but I never once questioned why my Jim never asked her out. Now I’m going to go home and beat him. “Cindy, you look fantastic!” I said. “Please don’t take this the wrong way but what happened?” Cindy blushed shyly and replied, “Well, I started dating this guy the middle of first semester who was way into running so I started running with him and then realized that I love running more than I loved him. So I kept running and the weight just left. Then I really needed a job and didn’t want to wait tables and an acquaintance of mine suggested being a receptionist/appointment setter here. And she also helped me improve my appearance because this is a high profile job. The result is standing before you.” “Well Congratulations! You must feel awesome!” I said. Cindy cocked on eyebrow at me and I stammered, “I mean awesome on the inside. I don’t mean.....well I don’t mean me.........That’s not to say........(sigh).” “How about this, Cindy, what am I doing here?” I asked trying to change the subject and save my dignity. And with that, Cindy handed me an envelope with my name on it written in my wife’s handwriting. I opened and ...