Strictly Business Ch. 03

*Three months later...*

Sunscreen? Check. Sunglasses? Check. Beach towel? Check.

Vacation? Hardly.

Time for another work trip.

Only this time, it's going to be significantly warmer, and for this girl that means some significant pool time - hopefully - if the meeting schedule allows.

It'd been a fairly uneventful 12 weeks or so. The day after my mind-blowing masturbation session was routine. Our meetings went well, dinner was nice, and both Chase and I were quick to bed to catch early flights.

Work since was fairly routine, too. We got together on Teams a few times a day, managed our various projects, and just fell back into the day-to-day that had been our norm for the last several years. I'd come to the conclusion that the night I'd gotten myself off to Chase and his wife, Beth, having phone sex, and then thought I'd alerted him to my presence by dropping my phone like a moron, was a nothingburger. At least "nothing" in terms of him hearing me. He was probably too caught up in his own orgasm to notice. I panicked for no reason.

What definitely wasn't "nothing" was my sex life, or at least my fantasy sex life. If I didn't have plans at night, my plans became me and my vibrator.

I simply couldn't get those sounds out of my head. The sounds of Chase and Beth, urging each other on, shouting through their phones in ecstasy. I couldn't stop thinking about how turned on I was, standing in the doorway to our adjoining rooms, listening to them. I couldn't stop picturing the images that entered my head the next night, images of Chase and Beth, and then Chase, Beth, and me, imagining having my pussy pounded by my boss while his wife held my head in her lap. Fuck, I came so hard that night!

Part of me felt guilty. After all, this was my boss and my boss's wife, someone who I'd developed a friendship with over the years. As unintentional as it was in the beginning, I did spy on them, and my fantasies since were very, very intentional.

But that's all it was, right? A harmless fantasy. Truth is, I could stop any time I wanted to, and I would... if it ever stopped feeling like this. Holy hell. It's no replacement for actual sex, but these little fantasies playing out in my head were giving me the best orgasms I'd had in a long damn time.

While a part of me had always looked forward to these work trips, this time I was anxious. We were staying at the same hotel. Would we be in adjoining rooms again? Did Chase and Beth do the phone sex thing every time he traveled? Would I be able to hear them again?

And so, I finished packing. Work attire? Check. Sleep attire? Check. Pool attire? Check.

Vibrator? Most definitely, check.

--

Chase and I were landing within about 45 minutes of each other, so we'd decided to just meet at the airport and share a rental car. His flight landed first and when I turned my phone off airplane mode I already had a text saying he'd picked up the car and to meet him at baggage claim.

Our schedule for the next week was pretty reasonable. Tomorrow, Tuesday, we had a few morning meetings and then a luncheon. So long as all went well, the afternoon was open. Pool time!

Wednesday's docket was a bit tighter, with a later start, but also a later finish. Our flights home on Thursday weren't until the evening, and if nothing went wrong with our scheduled meetings I'd have all morning and the early afternoon to relax poolside before heading home.

I was mentally scheduling my pool goals as I wandered to baggage claim and walked by Chase without even seeing him.

"Yo, Gwen!"

I stopped and spun on my heels. Chase stood, shaking his head, an amused look on his face. This wasn't the first time he'd snapped me out of a daydream.

"Hey, boss," I said cheerfully. "How was your flight?"

"Uneventful," he said, still wearing an amused look on his face.

"What are you smiling about, weirdo?"

"Wait for it..."

"Gwenny!"

I was startled as Beth snuck up and hugged me from behind. "Beth! Oh my God!"

"Surprise! I told Chase not to tell you I was coming and he actually listened for a change," Beth said with a laugh. "I wasn't going to miss out on this trip, not with the weather looking like this, right, pool pal?"

"You bet! I've got my swimsuits packed and ready to go," I replied.

"You know, we are here to work," Chase said as he rolled his eyes.

"Oh, forget him," Beth said. "You'll have plenty of time for all of that, and when you're done, we're sitting poolside and sipping mai tais!"

"You know it!"

"And what," Chase asked, "I'm not invited?"

"Honey, you actively hid your swimsuit from me until we'd finished packing. You hate the pool. You go do whatever it is you do and we'll relax while I talk shit about my husband and Gwen talks shit about her boss," Beth said. "Huh, funny enough, they're both you!"

"Fantastic," Chase said with a laugh. "This week is just going to be a dream come true."

--

Surprise No. 1 had been Beth being on this trip. Surprise No. 2 came at the hotel, when we not only had adjoining rooms, but the same exact rooms Chase and I had three months earlier.

"That was part luck, and part my doing," Beth explained. "I called the hotel and said if the rooms were available, to please book you two in the same ones. I made something up about corporate synergy or whatever."

We all laughed.

"But, Gwen, you know how we always end up wasting so much pool time running back and forth from our rooms because we forgot lotion or whatever? This will be so much more efficient!"

"The company will be relieved to know we are prioritizing such efficiencies," Chase said with a shake of his head. "We have dinner reservations in 45 minutes, so can we all use those minutes efficiently to make it there on time?"

"Aye, aye, captain," Beth said, and we both gave him mock salutes.

Forty-five minutes is barely much time for anything, especially considering the 10-minute walk to the restaurant, so it was nothing more than a quick scrub of the essential areas, a fresh coat of deodorant, spritz of perfume, and change of clothes for me. Chase and Beth were in the lobby two minutes after I arrived, so my guess is it was much the same for them.

Dinner was an absolute blast. Beth always raises the level a few notches, often to the expense of her poor husband, who becomes the foil in many of her stories. But it's always in fun and they love each other deeply. That much is very obvious, especially after a few glasses of wine are put away. Any girl can recognize "fuck me" eyes and by the night's end, Beth's were burning holes through Chase's clothes.

Beth and I walked arm-in-arm back to the hotel, joking and giggling like a couple of school girls, with Chase following closely behind. In the hall outside our rooms, we set the schedule for the next day - Chase and I would meet for breakfast at 7, and if all went well I'd be back by 1 to get ready with Beth and head to the pool.

"And then I'm supposed to do, what, exactly," Chase asked.

"You'll figure something out. Or else, you could always stay in the room and spy on the hot chicks in their bikinis from the window," Beth teased.

"And on that note, goodnight, Gwen," Chase said, uncomfortably, ushering his wife into their room.

I managed to stop laughing long enough to spit out "goodnight" before heading into my own. That Beth, what a rip!

I grabbed a quick shower and toweled off, walking around my room naked as I unpacked my clothes and, of course, my trusty vibrator. This fella had been getting a lot of use lately and was about to go to work again.

I pulled on my sleep shirt and tossed my shorts at the foot of my bed. I was about to crawl in and get lost in a fantasy when I glanced at the door. That door. The door where it all started. The doorway separating our adjoining rooms.

A thrill shot through my body as I recalled that night, listening to Chase and Beth on the phone with each other. And then a thought hit me. They're both here. And Beth was giving Chase that look...

I padded to the door and as stealthy as possible, unlocked the deadbolt and turned the handle. I held my breath and listened.

"Ohhhhh, so fucking good, babe. Your tongue is amazing," I heard Beth say through moans. "I love the way you eat me. Soooo, fucking good."

I'd say a part of me said to shut the door, go to my bed, and handle my business myself, and that's all true. A big part of me? Absolutely not. A long-distance hookup had fueled my masturbatory fantasies for the last three months. I was in too deep to turn down a live show.

As quietly as possible, I dragged a chair over to the doorway. May as well be more comfortable this time. I sat my bare ass down, snaked a hand up my shirt, and settled in.

"That's it! Right there! Fuck, Chase! Fuck! Don't stop! I'm cumming! Fuuuuuuuck! Oh my God, baby, so fucking good! Stand up. Come over here. I need to suck that cock."

I rested my vibrator between my legs and had both hands up my shirt, one on each breast, pulling and twisting my nipples. They sounded so fucking hot together!

"Here," I heard Beth say before what sounded like some shuffling around on the bed. "Fuck my mouth, baby."

Holy shit! I don't know what kind of sex life I pictured my boss and his wife having - yes, even after listening to them have phone sex and fantasizing about him fucking the daylights out of me - but I did not have "fuck my mouth" on the list.

"Oh, Beth, your mouth feels so fucking good," I heard Chase say. "Take it. Swallow my fucking cock. So deep in your throat. Fuck, yes!"

I could faintly hear some telltale "glug glug glug" as I listened to Chase shove his dick down his wife's throat. Then she started moaning loudly, borderline screaming, albeit muffled because of the cock in her mouth.

"Yesss, you like that, baby, don't you? You love when I play with your pussy while I fuck your face with my cock. Fucking take it, Beth. God, you're so fucking sexy. Cum for me, baby. Cum with my cock in your mouth."

One of my hands was now between my legs, two fingers shoved inside me, while my other hand worked my nipples. I raised that hand to my mouth for a little saliva, and surprised myself by sucking on my fingers instead. I pictured Chase's dick in my mouth and his fingers inside my pussy as I listened. I felt myself getting closer when a bomb went off next door.

"FUUUCK I'M CUMMING. YES! FUUUUCKKKK," Beth shouted, the dick now obviously outside of her mouth. "I need to feel you inside me. Fuck me, Chase. Fuck me now!."

That was my cue to turn on my vibrator. I was already primed and ready and the plastic phallus slipped easily past my folds. With one hand working the vibe in and out, my other went straight to my clit.

The sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled the air.

"God, you're so wet, so tight, baby. I fucking love feeling you," Chase growled.

"Yes, you are so fucking deep. Holy shit. Pound me, baby. Fucking pound me! Pound my pussy! Fuuccckkkk yeessssss!"

Each of my legs hung over an arm of the chair, as I lewdly spread myself open and hammered my own pussy while listening to them fuck. I could feel my own release building.

"Oh that's so fucking good baby, so fucking good. Don't stop. Don't ever stop. Harder. Harder. Fuck me harder! Fucking fuck me! I'm cumminggggggg! YESSSSSSSS!!!!"

Beth screamed as she went off for the second time. I was not too far behind her.

"Fuck yes, baby, cum so fucking good for me. Fuck-fuck-fuck, I'm gonna cum," Chase announced.

"Cum for me, baby," Beth moaned. "Cum all over me. All over my fucking face! Paint me with your cum!"

That did it. With my vibrator deep inside me and my fingers a blur on my clit, I exploded. I saw stars.

Chase grunted as he came. "Fuuuuck, yes. So fucking hot, baby. You're so fucking hot."

"Yesss, baby, holy shit! All over my pretty face and tits. Mmmmmm," Beth moaned happily.

Me? I was still cumming, my orgasm rolling through my spasming body. With my vibrator resting on the chair between my legs, I'd used my free hand to ball up a shirt and shove it into my mouth to stifle my own moans, while I used my other hand to slowly circle my clit.

"I love you so much, baby," Chase said.

"Mmmm, babe, I love you more," Beth replied.

Mmmmm, fuck yes, you two. Keep it up. This is going to be one hell of a trip.