Wife fucks my boss

A few years ago I worked in sales for a small manufacturing firm. My boss was a guy named Jack, and was the co-founder of the company. He was a good businessman, but also a notorious womanizer. In the first week I worked there I heard stories about how he had managed to “bag” almost every woman who worked for the company. He was in his late 40s and was one of those rich, good-looking guys who had always gotten his way.
My wife was interested the moment I told her about the guy. She always likes to hear juicy stories about people at work. When I told her some of the stories I had heard she said “I have to meet this guy.”
When I asked my wife to marry me, she told me that she would always need more than one man, and she would only marry me if I was ok with her continuing to fuck other guys. I have always been good with that- in fact, I enjoy it very much. However, she surprises me sometimes. Jack is not really her type- she is too much of a feminist to go for someone that arrogant. But the stories about how many women he had seduced really turned her on. I had my doubts about introducing them though- I am good with her enjoying other men, but I was concerned about messing with the boss.
She forced my hand though, when she showed up unexpectedly at the office one day asking if I had time for lunch. My wife is a looker, a gym rat with tight muscles and all-natural 36 DDs. She came into the office wearing shorts and a low-cut blouse, and there was no way that Jack wasn’t going to notice her. Before we could get out the door, he came over and introduced himself and then invited himself to lunch with us.
Jack spent the entire lunch staring at my wife’s boobs. That would offend most guys, but I really enjoy it when men stare at her chest, and my biggest problem was hiding my hard-on under the table. What was kind of surprising was that she enjoyed it too. She would usually find a guy like him smarmy, but this time she clearly enjoyed it, and did lots of leaning in and bouncy giggling to enhance the show. I think he was about to start literally drooling down her cleavage. He paid for lunch. When we went back to the office he told me that she should “come by more often.”
That night she was wild in bed, and I knew her well enough to know that she was thinking about him while we fucked. I asked her if she wanted to get to know him better and she said she “wouldn’t mind seeing what he had under the hood.” I took that as a yes.
The next week Jack came to me with a sales idea. We were going to a trade fair in a couple of weeks in Miami and he suggested that I bring my wife with me. We could buy her ticket with airline miles, and she could work the booth with us. That way we could get a mini-vacation for free. He would even pay for a couple of extra nights at the hotel so we could stay through the week-end.