Giving myself to my husband’s boss and his wife. Part 3

This is part 3 of the story. You will probably want to read the other parts first.


Kevin takes Monifa on their first away business trip.

The time had finally arrived for Kevin, in his new position, to go on the first trip to represent the company. There was going to be a big convention in Las Vegas and Kevin was expected to meet with several of the company’s clients and close some sales. If everything went as they hoped, he would come home with well over one million dollars in new orders for the company. Mr. Wilson, his boss told him to do whatever it took to get that business. Kevin was excited about the business challenge but he was also excited that he was going to be able to take Monifa, his new and very attractive nineteen-year-old black secretary with him for the three nights that they would be in Vegas. Mr. Wilson gave Kevin a company credit card and instructions to use it as needed but not to get carried away and he told him that he had made reservations for him and Monifa at the hotel where the convention was going to be. He smiled as he made it clear that the room had only one bed. Kevin, “You had better go tell Monifa about the trip. You leave one week from today.”

Kevin called Monifa into his office and told her. She ran to him and gave him a kiss. “I can think of one problem. You are only nineteen so there will be a lot of things that you will not be able to do in Vegas.” Monifa smiled and showed him a very realistic fake ID that showed that she was twenty two. Kevin smiled, “Well, I guess that takes care of that little problem.” Kevin also thought about his wife, Nancy and he decided that he was not going to mention that Monifa was going with him. She would beg to go but he had to come up with a good reason why she could not go.

They were in coach but the flight was not really full so no one was sitting with them. The flight was cold so Monifa asked for a blanket and the stewardess brought her one. At least that was why she said that she wanted the blanket. Monifa lay her head on Kevin’s shoulder and put the blanket over both of their laps and in minutes she had snaked his prick out and was stroking it. She would stop whenever someone passed so they did not see the blanket moving. She was a little late one time and a guy saw what was happening and gave them a smile as he passed. Kevin had to stop her before she brought him to a climax and messed up the blanket. He stuffed his manhood back in his pants and rushed to the toilet where he finished himself off in the sink. He left without thinking and left a puddle of cum in the sink and streaks on the mirror. Monifa had the window seat. When she got up one time to go to the toilet, she squeezed past Kevin rubbing her breasts against his face and she giggled.

When they got to the hotel, there was a line about five deep at check-in but before long they got up to the desk. They handed the clerk their reservation paper. He asked for a credit card to process if they made any charges to the room. Kevin gave him the company card. The clerk ran the card thru a machine and then stopped and asked Kevin to please wait. He went and got his supervisor who looked at the card and at the screen. He asked Kevin to step to another line. Kevin was afraid that there was a problem with the card.

When they got to the other line they noticed that the sign above it said VIP check-in. With a big smile the manager said how pleased they were that he would be staying at their hotel and said that he wished to give them a free room upgrade. He also said that they would like to send the first night’s dinner up to the room. He suggested that the restaurant offered a very good Maine lobster and prime rib and asked if they would enjoy that. Kevin smiled and said sure. Next he was given two VIP tickets to the night’s prime show and lastly the manager said that they would like to start his stay off with some chips, no charge of course, and he handed Kevin a stack of twenty, hundred dollar chips that could only be used at that hotel. Kevin was in shock. The manager then said that they needed to see Monifa’s I.D. to see if she was of legal age to drink and gamble and go to the show which included nudity. She showed her fake I.D. and it was accepted with no trouble. The manager entered a notation in his computer.

When Kevin turned to pick up the bags, they were already on their way to the elevator. That elevator did not stop at any of the first ten floors. It finally stopped and they were shown their room. One of the double doors was opened for them and they walked in and stopped in shock. The living room was huge with at least ten foot ceilings. One end had two big leather couches, a wet bar and a flat screen TV that must have been 60 inches or more. The other end had a fancy dining room set that seated six. There was art on the walls and three slot machines. They were hundred dollar machines. The bellboy pushed a remote control and the far wall curtains opened and there was a solid glass wall leading out to a large balcony overlooking the strip. They stepped out to see the view. Monifa was holding his hand. Kevin noticed that there were walls at either end of the terrace which gave the balcony total privacy.

Next they were shown the bedroom which was just as fancy with a bed that was bigger than king sized and a mirror on the ceiling. There were three more hundred dollar slots in the bedroom. The bathroom did not disappoint, with its spa tub and large walk-in shower big enough for four or more. There was even a slot within reach of the toilet. Kevin was not sure why they were given this treatment, but he figured it must have something to do with the credit card he used at check-in.

The bellboy then stood by the door. He told Kevin that if there was anything he wanted, “And I mean anything” that he could get it for him, “Just ask.” He slightly held his hand out showing that he was expecting a tip.