Three Choices from an Unsatisfied Wife - Sex Stories

Three Choices from an Unsatisfied Wife

... impending tirade died on his lips when he took a second look at the way I was dressed. Dan had been hitting on me for months, but I had always politely, but firmly, turned him down. To emphasize my position, I wore only very proper and conservative business-type clothes to work. This morning, for the first time, I was dressed hot and, some people might say, slutty. Why not? After all, I was single until next Saturday morning. The white dress I had worn had two spaghetti straps over the shoulders, a low-cut, V neckline that let Dan seen a reasonable, but not totally obscene, portion of my breasts, and a hemline that was about six inches or so above my knees. I wore platform shoes, not slutty, but not conservative either. The thing that stopped his tirade, however, was not so much the dress, but the way I was sitting in front on the couch in his office. With my legs crossed and my knees high, the entire expanse of my thigh was on display. To provide a little more viewing pleasure for my randy boss, I was also leaning forward enough to allow the bodice of the dress to fall away and increase the extent of exposure of my breasts. &#034Yes, Mr. Tollman? You were saying?&#034 I smiled warmly. &#034Eh.. I don't know. I've forgotten. You really look wonderful this morning, Rita. I hope this is the new look for the office.&#034 &#034I might be, Mr. Tollman. It could be.&#034 Dan Tollman did not become General Manager of a large and profitable firm by being obsequious and ...

... non-aggressive. He came straight to the point. &#034Does this new look mean what I think it means, Rita?&#034 I was equally direct, which I saw pleased him. &#034Yes. It does. I've decided that it's ridiculous for me to dress like a nun just because I work for a virile, attractive boss.&#034 &#034Every time for months that I've asked you out, you've reminded me that you're married. I see you still have on your wedding ring, so I presume you're still married. What about your husband, Phil? Has that situation changed?&#034 &#034Possibly. I'm not sure yet. Phil hasn't been... how should I put this... Phil hasn't been meeting his bedroom responsibilities so we're having a short trial separation. Next week and the week after that, we'll be trying something different, but at least for this week, we're effectively separated.&#034 &#034So, at least for the remainder of this week, you're single and available?&#034 I nodded and smiled seductively, pulling my dress slightly higher on my thighs. &#034In that case, may I suggest we take the afternoon off, have a late lunch on my yacht, and enjoy ourselves afterwards?&#034 &#034Sounds wonderful. Should I change? Bring a bathing suit?&#034 &#034No. You're not going to wearing anything most of the time anyway.&#034 &#034Mmmmmmmm...&#034 Tollman saw me pressing my thighs together. &#034Women have a big advantage in being able to do that.&#034 I knew very well what he talking about, but I pretended ignorance. &#034Do what?&#034 &#034Being able to press your ...