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Pleasure Incorparated

Chapter 1

PLEASURE INCORPORATED

CHAPTER 1****

This is insane. Allison had always thought that she and her husband were the most rational people that she knew. If she was so sane, how was it that she and Richard were on a plane going to a resort, and not just any resort but a sex resort. As Allison stole a glance at her husband, she could tell that he was thinking the same thoughts.

Closing her eyes, she thought back to when this whole crazy vacation started. It was just after she closed that million-dollar deal with the Robertson Company to supply all the spa and exercise equipment to the new line of health spas they were opening. She had known that if she could get this contract, it would be the most profitable deal the company ever saw. This would make her the top sales person with the company and in line for a promotion to World Wide Sales Coordinator. This was the position she had wanted from the start when she was fresh out of college and in the sales department, answering phones for someone else. With not taking a no for an answer and stepping on a few toes along the way, she had finally got what she wanted. She knew she should not have to, but she was not afraid to use her sex appeal for advancement. What the hell, she knew she had a good body. Both she and her husband had agreed, when they were first married, that if either one of them needed to use sex to get ahead, to go for it. One thing that they promised was that they would tell each other what took place if the other person wanted to hear the details. Allison loved to cuddle up with Richard in bed and listen to him tell about having sex with a woman he needed to get information from for a case on which he was working. How she loved it when he told her the graphic details of what had taken place under the covers. As he was telling her what took place, she would have his erection in her hand and she would lower her head and take it in her mouth. She loved performing oral sex as much as receiving it. Quite often he would have to interrupt his story because the two of them had gotten so sexually aroused that he had to put the fire out. When they were first married, the two of them would spend the whole day in bed making love, only taking breaks between for sleeping and getting up for something to eat. However, lately with the two of them climbing the latter of success, when they went to bed together the only thing they wanted to do was sleep.

She worked hard getting this contract with the Robertson Company. The first thing she had to do was to get to know the three owners: Donna Robertson was the one with the money and who ran the company with an iron fist, Brian her husband, and Paul Robertson, Brian s younger unmarried brother. After six months of working this deal she had come to know the three of them on a first name bases. Donna was in her late thirties, and although Allison did not overly like her, she was pleasant to her when she had dealings with her. Brian was a couple years older, and not only was he the easiest one to get along with, but he had given her a few pointers on what the company was expecting to spend. Paul was the youngest of the three, and he was the person with whom she had worked the closest. He was the one that gave her the information on where the company planned on building these health spas, what kind of equipment they wanted plus a hundred other details. One late afternoon she received a phone call from Donna Robertson requesting that they have cocktails at a fashionable downtown bar. Allison went to the meeting feeling kind of strange because in the past if they wanted to talk to her it would be Brian or Paul to whom she answered.

Upon entering the bar, it took her a few seconds to adjust her eyes to the dark interior from the bright sunlight of the outdoors. Looking around she spotted Donna sitting at a booth in the far corner. Taking a seat opposite her, she ordered a glass of wine when the waitress came over.

"We have come to a decision about who will get the contract." Donna said after the usual small talk.

After all my hard work, I m going to finally find out if my company is going to get the contract or not Allison was thinking as she took a sip of her wine. Now she knew why Donna wanted to see her, but it would have been just as easy to have gone to the Robertson office as it was in coming down here and another thing, she noticed that Donna looked uncomfortable.

"I won t beat around the bush. Your company has the contract. However, there s one stipulation. The men want you to line up a woman for them for tomorrow night." Donna said with a little quiver in her voice.

"Yes, um, um. Okay." Allison said. Now she knew why Donna felt ill at ease. Why would the guys ask her to tell Allison to get them a woman? Once before Paul had requested that she line up a prostitute for him and Brian. It was when they were in Paris, looking at a site for one of their spas. At the time she had thought it strange that they want her, Allison Page, to get them one. Why could they not do something like that for themselves? Paul had made it quite clear then, that if she would not do it she could forget trying to bid on their contract. That had been one of the most embarrassing things she ever did. Finding a prostitute when you do not have a clue where to look was hard enough, but finding one with a little class was even more difficult. With a lot of luck, she had got them a little brunette in her twenties. If Brian and Paul wanted a little sex on the side, it did not matter to her but why not get two prostitutes she had wondered. One girl was expensive enough, though, and a hooker was something she could not put on the companies expense voucher. This was not the first time where she had spent her own money trying to get this contract.

"I ll line one up for them." Allison replied after she got over the shock of Donna s request.

"Not just any woman, they want you." Donna said with that same little quiver in her voice.

"I don t . . . " Allison started to say.

"Be at my house at seven o clock, if you decide you want the contract. If you don t show, we will award the contract to one of the other two competitors." Donna said as she picked up her purse and walked out of the bar, not waiting for a reply.

The whole conversation lasted less than ten minutes. As Allison sat and watched Donna leave, she could not believe what had just taken place. Laying a ten-dollar bill on the table, she got up and left the bar without finishing her wine. All kinds of thoughts were running through her head. Why do they want me and why at Donna and Brian s house? What is she going to be doing while I have sex with her husband and brother-in-law? This is weird, but the good thing is my company would have the contract. That would mean the promotion that I expect. Am I willing to lower myself to be a whore for a night? I have to admit the guys are good looking and they do keep themselves in good shape. Even Donna, at close to forty years of age has a body of a woman in her late twenties. What will Richard say when I tell him what the cost of getting the contract will be. She already knew what Richard s reply would be.

She drove home after she left the bar. Although it was still early, she was not going back to work. Picking up her cell phone, once she was on the highway and driving out of the city, she called her husband at work. As usual Richard was unavailable to take her call but she did leave a message with his secretary.

"I got good news on the Robertson deal. Come home right after work." Allison dictated to April, Richards secretary.

During the drive home she knew what she was going to do and she knew that Richard would tell her to go for it. After four years of marriage she was going to have an affair, not with just one man but two. Just thinking about it was giving her shivers up her back. She should be ashamed of herself. The crotch of her panties was wet from being sexually aroused at the thoughts going around in her head. Imagine, it is me that they want. She had worked too long and hard to get this deal. She would be damned if she was going to let a little problem like getting laid destroy her chances for advancement.

I wonder what it will be like to have two men making love to you at the same time. She was thinking. Hell I m getting wet just thinking about it.


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