A New Standard for Service

by Lingus



"John, there is a Pamela Andrews here to see you," the receptionist

announced. "She says it's about fax machines."



My normal policy is not to see any unvited sales people. I thought

for a minute about my response because I didn't recall having had

any contact with anyone by that name before. Fortunately since I

was selecting new fax machines for my company I told the

receptionist to send her to my office.



In just a few seconds a very attractive blonde walked in. She was

about five four with long blonde hair that was done in a French

twist. She appeared to have a nice figure as well which was covered

by a very business-like navy blazer and grey knee-length pleated

skirt. Her approach was quite professional.



"Hello Mr. Allen, I'm Pam Andrews," she began as she extended her

hand. "Thank you for taking a few minutes to see me."



"Hi Pam, I'm John," I replied as I shook her hand. "Please have a

seat." I directed her to a chair at the small conference table in

my office. I wasn't about to let a desk come between me and this

good looking woman regardless of her reason for being there.



"Thank you," she said as she sat down. I sat in the next chair and

turned to face her.



"I understand your company is looking to replace its fax machines,"

she began. "I'm here because I believe our company can provide you

with equipment and services that are unmatched by any of our

competition."



"That's an interesting claim Pam. I'd like to hear more about why

you say that," I replied with a smile. Although our conversation

had only just begun I was sensing a certain spark in Pam's eyes and

smile that were very appealing.



"Well, we carry the Acme Fax line which is generally regarded as

the best in the business. It's truly state of the art. Our company,

Dynamic Office Products, adds its own special service to it. I'd

like to show you some material which describes the Acme line."



Pam took a sales catalog from her briefcase and put it on the table

between us. When she turned to reach into her briefcase she

uncrossed her legs and I got a quick glimpse of the tops of her

stockings. My cock twinged slightly at the sight. 



For the next few minutes Pam flipped through the pages of her sales

catalog explaining the many features of her product. I tried to pay

attention but every time Pam sought to emphasize features of the

machine she reached over and gently squeezed my arm. It was then

that I noticed her wedding ring for the first time. "Hmmm,

interesting," I thought. I'd usually found that married women were

far more fun to flirt with..perhaps because they are "forbidden."

I certainly didn't mind Pam's touch but I found myself losing my

concentration as I was captivated by this woman's sensuality.

Finally she completely wiped me out as she began to talk about the

machine's memory. Instead of gently grasping my arm she placed her

hand on my thigh...and fairly high up as well. She was only four or

five inches from my cock which was growing harder by the minute.



This time instead of quickly removing her hand as she done when she

touched my arm, she left it there for several seconds while she

finished her pitch. Then she pushed back from the table and moved

a bit further away from me. As she did so she crossed her legs

again, this time doing it in an obviously exaggerated movement. I

not only saw the tops of her stockings but the crotch of her

panties as well. The panties appeared to be very sheer white ones

and I thought I could see a dark shadow partially hidden beneath

them. Unfortunately the glance was too brief to be sure. My cock

really jumped at this revelation.



"So what do you think of our product?" Pam asked with a smile.



"It looks great," I replied. "Now tell me about the services that

your company offers. How are you different from your competitors?"



"That's a very important question," Pam replied. "We try to

customize our services to fit the needs of each individual

customer. There is some information I need from you so I can give

you an answer. Since I have another appointment in about twenty

minutes I don't have time to discuss them properly now. Instead I'd

like to leave a questionnaire with you. Then, since you're someone

I really want to do business with, I'd like to spend some time

talking about those services in detail. How about if we talk about

it over dinner tonight?"



I didn't know what to say. It certainly seemed to me that this very

pretty, very married woman was coming onto me. If so I wasn't about

to miss out, but I also didn't want to make an ass of myself by

misreading her intentions. Maybe her touching meant that she's just

a very demonstrative person and maybe she didn't mean to let me see

up her skirt. I thought about the invitation for all of ten seconds

and then said "Sure, I'd be delighted to have dinner with you."



Pam suggested that we meet at seven o'clock at a restaurant a few

miles away. I had never been there but I'd heard that it was pretty

good and I eagerly accepted.



As Pam got up to leave she removed any remaining doubts about her

intentions. She unbuttoned her blazer ostensibly to tuck in her

blouse. When it opened I immediately noticed that she didn't have

on any bra. Since her blouse was very sheer, I got a great look at

her beautiful breasts which were tipped by light brown nipples. My

jaw must have hit the floor and I know I stared at them for several

seconds. When she finally closed her jacket I looked up at her

face. She was grinning broadly. As she left she took my hand and

said "See you tonight. I'm looking forward to it."



So was I.



When I arrived at the restaurant that night Pam was already there.

I spotted her sitting at the bar although it took me a minute to

recognize her. She didn't look at all like the business woman I'd

met that morning. She had let her hair down and was wearing a skirt

that was barely long enough to cover the tops of her stockings. In

fact as I approached her I noticed that the top of her hose was

showing. She was wearing a different blouse but it was also sheer

enough to reveal that she didn't have on a bra. She appeared to be

involved in an animated conversation with the man sitting next to

her.



"Oh, hi John," she said with a big smile as I took the empty seat

beside her. "Thank you for coming."



She turned to face me as she spoke and again my eyes focused on her

perfectly shaped breasts which were plainly visible even in the dim

light of the bar.



"You seem to really like those," she giggled when she noticed me

staring at her chest.



"Ah..yes..they are very nice," I replied as I realized that again

I'd been caught.



"John, I'd like for you to meet my husband Jack," she continued as

she turned toward the man sitting next to her.



My heart sank. My hopes of getting somewhere with this sexy woman

suddenly evaporated into thin air.



"Hi John," Jack said as he extended his hand. "Pam says you're

interested in our fax machines. I'm glad to hear that and think

that you'll find Acme machines and Dynamic to be the ultimate

combination of value and good service."



"Hi," I said in response. I tried not to let my disappointment show

thinking that my wild hopes were my own fault anyhow. "I take it

that you also work at Dynamic," I continued.



"Yes, Pam and I own the company. I run the office end and Pam is

the head of the 'service' department."



Our conversation was interrupted when the maitre d' came to tell us

that our table was ready. He led us to a "U" shaped booth in a

secluded corner of the dining room. Tom helped Pam slide in first

as I slid in from the other side so Pam ended up in the middle.



"The two of you keep talking about your service," I said continuing

our conversation from the bar. "So tell me what's so special about

it."



"Sure," Tom said, "but first let's order a drink. It's been a

hectic day and I really need to unwind."



The drinks were ordered and Pam and Tom began to make small talk

about business. Then they brought up the subject of marriage and

asked about my wife.



"I notice that you're wearing a wedding ring," Pam mentioned. "Been

married long?"



I answered that we'd been married for twelve years. They both

laughed and said they'd been married for the same amount of time.

In fact their twelfth anniversary was just the week before. Over

the next hour or so as we had our drinks and ate dinner our

conversation drifted toward some very personal but interesting

subjects. We got onto the subject of the kinds of things couples

can do to keep marriage interesting. As Tom related some of the

things they liked to do I suddenly felt Pam's hand on my thigh. I

hadn't realized that she had moved closer to me and now our thighs

were touching. My cock immediately began to get hard.



"We believe that variety is the best way to keep things lively,"

Tom said. "Routine can be fatal," he continued. As he spoke I

sensed that Pam's hand was slowly creeping higher.



"What sort of variety are you speaking of?" I asked as I tried to

focus on what he was saying.



"Well, I have to admit that for us that has meant some rather

unconventional things," Tom went on. As I looked at him I noticed

that he was closely watching what Pam was doing. I was afraid that

he might be upset about it, but when he sensed my concern he

smiled. "Isn't my wife the frisky one though?" he said. "I hope you

don't mind. She just doesn't seem to be able to keep her hands to

herself. She's probably getting all excited as she's doing it too.

I'll bet she's really wet already. Maybe you ought to check and

see." 



Pam's reaction to Tom's words was to make the final move as she

slid her hand directly over my cock and squeezed it gently.



"Ummmm, you have a nice one," she murmured. I couldn't believe it.

Here I sat with another man's wife stroking my cock while he

watched. It even sounded like he'd just told me to feel her up as

well. 



"I might as well try it and see what happens," I thought to myself.

I placed my hand on Pam's thigh. Her skirt had ridden up to the

point that my hand fell on the bare flesh between her stocking tops

and her pussy. As Pam gently stroked my cock I slid my hand up the

final inch or two and found a delicious surprise. She wasn't

wearing panties! In fact my hand found a very warm wet pussy. She

jumped slightly at my touch. 



"So what sort of 'unconventional things' are you talking about," I

said as I tried to continue the conversation while running my

fingers up and down Pam's wet slit. She was moaning softly.



"Well, as you may have guessed," Tom replied, "Pam loves to play

with other men, and I greatly enjoy watching her when she does."



"Holy shit!" I exclaimed. "I've never heard of such a thing."



"It looks like you're enjoying it though," Tom replied. "So is she

and so am I. In fact I'll bet I'm just as hard as you are right

now."



"Hey guys," Pam suddenly said, "I think this game has gone as far

as it can go here. It's time we went back to our place so the real

fun can begin. John's ready and so am I." She gave my cock one

final squeeze.



Tom quickly paid the check and we all headed out to our cars.



"I'll ride with John so he doesn't get lost," Pam said to Tom as

the valet brought up our cars.



"That's fine," Tom replied. "Just don't go too far without me."



We hadn't left the restaurant parking lot before Pam had her head

in my lap and was sucking my cock. Tom was right behind us and he

must have noticed that his wife's head had disappeared. 



"Holy shit!" I thought. "This is some deal. I can't believe that

this great looking married woman is sucking my dick and in a few

minutes I'll be stuffing it into her cunt."



We got to the Andrews' home before Pam made me cum. As soon as we

were in the door Pam led a mad dash for the bedroom. I pulled her

down on the bed before she could undress and dove between her

thighs. I finally got to see this sexy woman's cunt. Her beaver was

quite thick and dark brown which confirmed my suspicion that she

wasn't a natural blonde. It took little effort to push her short

skirt up high enough so I could eat her pussy. As I ran my tongue

up the inside of her thigh she began to moan. When I reached the

top I ran my tongue around her outer lips and gently flicked her

clit as I passed by. She began to rotate her hips and push back

against my mouth.



Her husband unbuttoned her blouse and began caressing her breasts.

I continued eating her pussy while Tom kissed her breasts and

sucked on her nipples. As I ran my tongue up and down the length of

her slit gently touching her clit each time I sensed that she was

rising to a climax. I paused at the entrance to her vagina and

fucked her with my tongue. Then I moved down to her asshole and

after rimming her I tried to force my tongue into her tight hole.

She had started breathing deeply and her body was writhing in

pleasure. Tom apparently began to gently bite her nipple just as I

did the same on her clit. Pam came and she came more violently than

I had ever seen before. She screamed so loudly that I knew the

neighbors must have heard her. Then she collapsed in a daze on the

bed.



While Pam was recuperating I undressed and Tom went down to fix

drinks for all of us. I chuckled as I viewed Pam lying there on the

bed. With her clothes in disarray and her hair down and rumpled she

certainly didn't look like the same woman who had called on my

office earlier today. She looked more like the sultry sex machine

that she really seemed to be. 



As Tom returned Pam began to come out of her daze and I helped her

undress. I was hard from the sight of her lying there and the

knowledge that I was about to fuck her. As soon as her blouse and

skirt were off she was ready for more.



"I want your beautiful cock in me John," she begged. "I want you to

fuck me. I want you to fuck me hard."



I didn't need a second invitation. When I moved into position her

cunt seemed to suck me in. It took no effort to bury my tool all

the way. When my cock slipped into her private opening I heard Tom

gasp slightly. Tom moved up by her head and stuck his hard cock in

her mouth as I began to fuck her. She sucked him all the way in too

and he began to fuck Pam's face. It was quite a sight to see this

beautiful woman servicing two cocks.



As we plunged in and out of Pam's mouth and cunt Tom kept mumbling

about how hot it was to see her like this. The guy really was

excited to know his wife was fucking another man. He told me later

that this activity was the ultimate erotic experience for him as

well as for Pam. The only thing he could imagine that might be

better was at least one more man to fill her asshole as well.



"Maybe that'll happen someday," he said. "Pam says she'd like that

too."



We changed positions a couple of times. First we got Pam up on her

hands and knees so I could fuck her doggy style while she continued

to suck Tom. This let the two of us bounce her back and forth

between us. We soon had our movements synchronized so that one cock

went in as the other pulled out. Pam reached back and began to rub

her clit to help her build to another climax. With that added

stimulus it only took a few more minutes for her to cum again. This

time she didn't cum as violently and since I was close to cumming

myself I only paused for a few seconds for her to recover. Then we

resumed ramming our cocks into her. Tom and I came almost

simultaneously. I came first and the sight of my orgasm must have

put Tom over the top as well. Pam swallowed vigorously as he filled

her mouth with blasts of his cum. Then when we'd both finished we

all collapsed again on the bed.



I must have passed out briefly because the next thing I remember

was looking up to see Pam diligently sucking my cock trying to get

me up for another round. The situation was still very erotically

charged and it didn't take her long to succeed. She climbed on top

of me and slipped her cunt down the length of my pole. Then she

began rocking her pelvis back and forth. This was a very effective

position and in a few more minutes I shot a second load into her

cunt. She didn't quit immediately but continued until she too had

cum again.



By this time we all needed a break. I thought I should go home but

both Tom and Pam asked me to stay just a little longer to see if we

might do it still one more time. I was doubtful because I'd never

cum three times in one night but I figured it was worth a try.

Besides my curiosity demanded an explanation of certain things

about the two of them.



"Tom," I began, "how did the two of you ever get into this sort of

thing. I mean most husbands, including me, would be very upset and

jealous at even the thought of their wives having sex with other

men."



"I was the first time too John," he replied. "I had to sort through

those feelings before I realized that beneath the jealousy I also

felt a tremendous turn-on."



"But how did it happen?" I pressed.



"Well, about three years ago Pam and I had a big fight one night

about my not satisfying her even on my best nights when I fucked

her well two times. My feelings were hurt and I got upset. I told

her that if I wasn't enough for her she should find some other guys

to satisfy her. I thought better of it the next day and planned to

apologize that evening but instead when she came home she bluntly

told me she'd acted on my suggestion. One of our customers had been

putting the make on her for several months and she had 'called his

bluff' that day in his office. He fucked her right on his desk."



"It was fun too," Pam interjected. "I really thought the guy was

bluffing but I offered myself to him out of spite. When he unzipped

his pants and took out his cock I knew he was serious. I didn't

know how to get out of it and besides he had a big one. It was very

exciting doing it right there in his office because he hadn't

locked the door. I was afraid that someone might come in but I

found the danger to be extremely erotic."



"Pam came home that night and told me in complete detail what had

happened. She concluded by saying that she hoped I was happy

because she sure had enjoyed it and planned to do it again. At

first I was very angry and hurt that she'd cheated on me."



"I didn't cheat," Pam interrupted. "You told me to do it..and I

did."



"OK," Tom replied. "Anyhow I was very upset but somehow I also felt

extremely turned on especially when she described his cock and how

it felt when he entered her. My horniness overcame me and I laid

her down on the couch and started to eat her. I got even more

turned on when I tasted and smelled his cum in and around her cunt.

I was hooked. So was Pam." 



"That's right," Pam said, "in fact I did it again the very next

day. And I've done it at least two or three times a week ever

since. We discovered right away that it was not only a lot of fun

for us but it was also very good for business."



"None of our competitors offer such complete service," Tom said

with a grin.



"What if the person you call on is a woman?" I asked.



"If they seem interesting and interested they get the same

treatment," Pam replied. "Tom enjoys seeing me with another woman

almost as much as with another man and he has gotten to service

several of the women as well. It's pretty much like with the men.

Some work out. Some don't but we couldn't really handle many more."



"That's amazing!" I replied in awe. I wanted to ask a few more

questions but my thought process was interrupted by Pam as she

again began to suck my cock. It took her awhile but she did get me

up again and we had one more good fuck. I let myself out of their

house when I was dressed because as soon as I finished depositing

my third load Tom began cleaning Pam's well-fucked and well-filled

cunt with his tongue. I went home that night with a very big grin

which I had a hard time explaining to my wife.



The next day I placed my order for three new Acme Fax machines from

Dynamic Office Products. They were installed today. Unfortunately

Pam doesn't do their installations but as soon as the installer

left I received a fax on the private machine in my office. It read

"Thank you John for allowing us to service your needs. I think we

should schedule your first service call for next week so I can

check out how the machines are doing. I also want to check your

tool. In the meantime here is a little memento of me.

Affectionately, Pam." Pam faxed me a photocopy of one of her

breasts. There also was a PS written at the bottom which said "I'll

happily pay a very special referral fee for anyone you refer to

us."



"This is a terrific setup," I thought. "The next time any of my

friends ask about fax machines I know who I'll recommend."



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an original story by Lingus