BDA's 35th Party - Part 1

"Stops in Chicago and Denver, what the fuck is this all about?" I demanded to know.

"Mr. Str…" Jessica started to say but was interrupted quickly with, "Oh Jess, I am sorry to sound angry- it’s not your fault, but answer me this, how long have you worked for me?"

"3 years" was her reply.

"Now for the past 3 years I have asked you numerous times to call me Alex, please, I may be turning 35, but I am not my father and everyone calls him Mr."

My grin made her relax a bit, I have been careful not to show how much I have been lusting her since the first day she became my assistant. With her being 10 years younger and me being married, the two equal me fantasizing and not acting on such lust.

Jessica was a beautiful young buxom blond, with nice long legs, tight ass and very intelligent quite a killer combination. She has saved my ass on numerous occasions, both work wise and with the wife. I always wished there was a way for me to thank her in the appropriate way.

"So tell me again why I'm being sent to Vegas and not a direct flight?" I asked.

"Well, Mr. I mean Alex, your father insisted on sending you to see the Johnson client and they preferred to meet where there is a lot of entertainment, we all felt Vegas was better than down in Atlantic City," she replied.

Shaking my head, "Of all friggen weekends to have to travel, my birthday? Tracy will not approve of this and will give me grief."

"Oh I'm sure she will understand Alex, she has been very good with these things."

"Too many times, I am afraid one time when I'm away she will find someone better than me and that will be the end of that."

"I do not think you have anything to worry about Alex."

"Thanks Jess, I hope you are right."

That night I returned home with a pit in my stomach, how on earth am I going to break the news that I will be going away on business for my birthday, what the fuck was my father thinking sending me to Vegas?

As I pulled into the driveway, the lights came on and the garage door started opening up, and there she was, my wife. What was she doing? How did she know I left early?

Before I could get out of the car, Tracy walked calmly over, a couple of years older, but still rocked my world. With her shoulder length golden hair, to her 38 double d's that stood out even when wearing comfy clothes, my wife never stopped looking good for me.

"So, who do I have to thank now?"

Unsure what she meant, I started with, "Hun they are a big client, and..."

"...And and and," she interrupted. “I know they have to send the very best right?"

She walked over to the car and kneeled in front of me, "Who better than you to get the goods," and with a frisky smirk on her face, she proceeded to slide her hand up my inner thigh. "It's a shame you will have to miss your birthday bash, I have been planning it for sooooo long."

She leaned in and placed a small kiss on my covered crotch, let out a small laugh, stood up and started to walk back into the house. "Better get your things together for your trip tomorrow," as she left.

Just watching her walk away gave me blue balls as she had a sway to her walk, almost purposely making her ass stick out to be noticed. What was she up to? It was unlike her to come into the garage to meet, never mind teasing with her hand, and now this? Was she taking on a lover for the time I have spent away on business? Was she happier now that I was leaving that some young stud could come and take my place in our bed?

All these thoughts going through my head were making me crazy. I needed to get out of the car, go upstairs and jump into the shower to clear my head, then pack then get to bed early for tomorrow’s trip.

I walked into the bedroom and started to undress, and to my surprise, the shower was already on. I opened the door and saw my beautiful wife, breasts pressed up against the glass, leaning over with toy in hand ramming her little cunt. "Shall I come back another time?" I said.

All I heard was a moan and a hand reached out and grabbed my hard cock, pulling me in. Within seconds my wife abandoned her own pleasures and dropped to her knees...the water showering down her breasts, she looked up with an evil smile...."Care to feel a nice warm mouth around that monster?" and without me even opening up my mouth, hers was all over me.

Tracy had started sucking my cock with such zest that within seconds I felt that stirring inside my ball sac that warned me of the upcoming explosion. At that moment I felt her finger start to probe my anus, what was she thinking, she knew what she was doing and was giving me a sign....the sign to fuck her mouth as hard as I can, and that is exactly what I started to do. Not a care in the world, no worries on an impending business deal or the future of my firm, I grabbed two fistfulls of her wet hair, as if into two pigtails, and being slamming my crotch against her open mouth. My balls slapping her chin and the only things out of her were moans. The vibrations adding to my pleasure. Knowing that I would be leaving soon I felt the urgency out of my beautiful wife to give me the ultimate pleasure of her oral skills, she was working her tongue all over my shaft while the suction would pull crazy glue off its intended items. She was that good and not afraid to use it whenever she wanted...which made me wonder…as I felt her finger invade my asshole. “Oh god that feels sooo fucking good,” I moaned. I was real close and she knew it. Picking up the pace I felt her searching for that special spot inside my ass. When she hit that special spot my moan became a scream as I slammed my cock to the back of her mouth for the last time as my cum shot out of my slit filling her very skilled mouth. Unable to think straight I leaned against the wall as load after load emptied out of my cock into and all over her face. What a beautiful vision of my wonderful wife on her knees with my cum on her chin smiling back at me with the hot steam from the shower cleansing both our bodies. She stood up slowly after giving my suddenly shrunken cock a last kiss and held me in her arms. I was so weak from the intense pleasure that she needed to take control. She whispered into my ear that she wanted me to remember what is always home waiting for me with all these trips I take. I moaned with delight and told her I loved her very much. Then reality hit as she turned off the hot water and a jet of ice cold hit my body waking me up. "Time for you to hit the hay big boy; you have a very long trip tomorrow."

Sigh, reality....what will happen...and what the fuck is up with that very long travel itinerary?