This was written in response to "Wife 49" at Darkwanderer. This is
how it all started. This is the story of the how a very lovely woman
was opened to new ideas and experiences, and loved it.

Sarah 1 - The begining



   My uncle had died about three months earlier and he left me his
exporting business in his will. The business had been in the family
for thirty years and never made enough money to support my aunt and
uncle lavishly. I was going to change all that. I sat with my
banker, showed him my business plan and secured a loan to modernize
and expand the business.

   The first thing I did was call my buddy John who is in the
computer business and had him give me a quote on the newest, fastest
computers available. Then he recommended a woman called Sarah to
supply me with the office machines and supplies I'd need to complete
the modernization of the office. He called Sarah from my office and
set up a time for the three of us to meet and discuss what I'd need
to keep the operation modern for an extended period.

   The following Monday John called me to say that he had my file
server ready and that he wanted to talk to me. He arrived about noon
and set up the server and one workstation to get me started. I asked
about Sarah and he said she would arrive about two o'clock that
afternoon. He also told me that Sarah was a very beautiful young
woman about thirty years old with a good body and a wonderful pair
of tits. He said that he had worked with her before and she was very
competent. He also told me that he had hit on her numerous times and
had gotten nowhere. He said she is very shy and quiet except when it
comes to her business. He told me that she can be a shark when
necessary in business dealings and that she will fight to make and
keep the sale. Sarah arrived on time and after seeing her I was in
lust with her. Her shoulder length, honey colored hair and very
shapely body visible even though she had a very proper business suit
on, turned me on and I made a silent vow to myself to bed this
lovely lady.

   Sarah was very professional in her approach to my office needs
and did not try to oversell me. She understood that I wanted an
efficient office but did not want or need all the bells and
whistles. She immediately gained my respect and I decided that when
she finally slept with me I would make her pleasure come first. She
saw me smiling to myself and asked what that was about and I told
her that she didn't want to know but I hoped that after we got to
know each other better she might find out. She completed her quote
to me and we shook hands as she left. I held her hand in mine and
felt electricity that I've not felt before. She sensed what I was
thinking and gently removed her hand from mine but, gave me a smile
that melted me and gave me hope of things to come.

   After she left John asked me what I thought of her and while I
tried to keep in businesslike he saw right through me and knew what
I wanted from her. I asked him many questions about Sarah and his
experiences with her. He replied that she was always professional
and married. I asked about her husband and he replied that she had
told him that you were in sales also and sometimes spent a day or
two away from home. My mind was made up. I was going to sleep with
Sarah and taste all the pleasures that her body had to offer. I
started to formulate a plan.

   Over the next two weeks I had many phone conversations with Sarah
about my office needs and told her that although I found her
delightful and her quote to be reasonable, I needed to think a
little longer about the purchase. She called John to get a little
insight about why I hadn't placed the order with her. John told her
that he would try to find out and would get back to her. John called
me and asked what was going on. I told him that I wanted her and
would give her the order but wanted her to be grateful enough to
have a drink or two after work with me so that I could move on her.
He told me again that he had tried to arouse her interest and
failed. I told him that he did not try hard enough. He warned me
again that she was married. I told him that I did not want to hurt
her or her marriage but, that she was so lovely that I had to try.

   




As luck would have it the next day a woman friend of many years by
the name of Ann called me to ask how my new venture was going. We
had had a thing some years before and still got together
occasionally for a drink and a fuck. I asked her to meet me after
hours at the local club for a quick drink. She agreed and we met at
seven o'clock for a few cold beers and conversation. I told her
about Sarah. She had recently been promoted to purchasing agent for
the insurance company she worked for and was about ready to accept
bids for a major office overhaul. Together we formulated a plan to
get Sarah the very large order in return for personal favors.

   The following day I called Sarah at her office and was told she
was on the road. I asked if the office would page her with my
number. She returned my call shortly and came to my office when I
told her I had some good news. She assumed that I was ready to place
the order. When she arrived I told her about Ann and the possibility
of an order  in excess of three hundred fifty thousand dollars from
Ann. She became so excited that she leapt into my arms and kissed me
on the cheek saying "Thank you, Thank you," over and over. She asked
who? How? When can I meet this person? She then went on to say that
she had been having a terrible month and needed this sale
desperately to keep her job and her home. I told her that Ann was a
very old and dear friend and would buy from Sarah if I recommended
her. I suggested that we go out for a quick celebration drink before
quitting for the day. She smiled and softened a little, nodded and
we got into my car and left my office.

   At the bar I chose a secluded table away from the few patrons
there at that early hour and ordered drinks for us. Away from the
business setting Sarah was a different person. She was shy and
quiet. When we began to talk it was obvious that she found me
attractive and was trying to remain cool. I'm sure that the prospect
of a huge sale made me even more attractive. We had a few drinks and
she started to feel the effects of the alcohol. I told her about the
breakup of my marriage and that I had been devastated over it for
many months before I could function again. I told her that I had no
children and was free to enjoy life. She started to loosen up and
talk about you and your home life. She mentioned that you are a good
lover but sometimes ask more of her than she is willing to give. I
asked what she meant and she told that you wanted her to get kinky.
I asked what she meant by kinky. You wanted her to dress like a
slut. You wanted her to suck your cock and swallow your cum. You
wanted to cum on her face. You wanted to fuck her breasts. You
wanted anal sex. She shuddered when she said that. Hearing these
words come from that beautiful face made me hard under the table. I
asked if you pleased her in bed. She said Oh, yes. Do you love your
husband? Yes, very much. Has he ever hurt you? No, never. Does he
eat your pussy? Her face reddened and she said that you try but she
stops you and won't allow it. I then asked if she ever masturbated.
She reddened even more and said yes, when you are away and can't
fuck her.

   This was much more than I had hoped for. I know it was the booze
that opened her up but, I was not going to let this opportunity
pass. I asked if she ever used a dildo when masturbating and she
said no, only her fingers. I told her to close her eyes, lean back
in the chair and try to remember the last time she had her fingers
in her pussy. She stared into my eyes as if to say "don't take me
there!". I told her to go ahead. I won't touch you. She leaned back,
closed her eyes and after a few seconds she started to smile. I
leaned over and whispered to her to imagine a wide, flat tongue
replacing her fingers sliding up and down her outer lips, separating
those tender lips and moving inside to push deep inside her pussy. I
said that the tongue would the move up to her clitoris and stroke it
gently. The tongue would do a dance on her clit and make it vibrate.
Then the mouth giving so much pleasure would suck gently on her clit
until she was unable to take any more and released her sweet juices
into the mouth of the giver of pleasure. Sarah was in her own world.
her hands clenched and her knuckles went white. She had a sheen of
perspiration on her face and it appeared that she had had an orgasm
without touching herself.





   

She sat quietly for a few moments and then looked at me and asked if
I thought she was a pervert for thinking about such things. I asked
if she had been hurt during her fantasy. She replied, No. I asked if
it had felt good. She said Oh, yes very, very good. Well then, I
asked how can it be perverted? You felt pleasure, you hurt no body
and I can see the pleasure you experienced on your face. I explained
that a man who truly loves his woman wants nothing more than to
please her and see that very same look on her face. That look on a
woman's face is the fantasy of every man. It means he has made his
woman happy. She told me that my ex wife must be an idiot for
letting me get away. I knew then that I had her. I wanted her so bad
that I almost blew it by asking her to get a room with me. I waited
and I'm glad I did. As we parted I made her promise to let loose and
allow you to eat her the next time you tried. She promised that she
would try. I then asked her to please tell me how it went. She
blushed and agreed. We had formed a very special, close bond. I had
taken her to a place that she had always wanted to go but, was
embarrassed to try.
