Stimuli Sweet Sharing's Total Submision 
 
 
 Sweet Sharing's Total Submission. 
 
The only light came from a large fireplace, flame's brightly dancing as logs crackled and hissed.The warmth was welcome even though the walk through the rain swept empty streets had been mercifully a short one. 
We stood in the doorway,hesitating as our eyes adjusted to the lack of illumination as the man who we had arranged to meet closed the door behind us. 
I knew my wife was nervous, indeed I felt the same way too. After all for us there was a lot riding on our getting the job of managing the small cellar bar that he owned. 
With the recession jobs were not exactly plentiful and when we saw the advert for a husband and wife team in our local paper after talking it over we agreed to apply for the job. 
We didn't stand much of a chance as we had not any experience in that field but we were tempted by the advert stating that experience not necessary,a  man and wife team who were hard working,bright and eager to learn with the right sort of attitude could apply. 
So after a brief initial interview at a hotel room here we were for a more detailed but informal meeting for the owner to see if in his words ''We were what he was looking for,'' 
He was a pleasant enough man, tall with a little pot belly,slightly balding but somthing about him told me he wouldn't be someone to get on the wrong side of although he had been pleasant and courteous. 
He turned on the lights and gestured Linda to a armchair after asking us if we would like a drink. Linda told him ''No thank you'' but he  told her she must try one of his cocktails,they were famous he laughed as he moved over to a table with a array of bottles and proceeded to put crushed ice in a shaker with a seemingly random mix from different bottles. 
He was all business at the brief initial meet asking questions not only about the business side of things but about us,he explained that for him it was important in running a establishment such as the cellar bar for the people he chose to be the right type of people. 
He has requested we dress for this interview as with me in a lounge suit and Linda to wear a dress that fit close and above the knee. 
I was surprised but tried not to show it and thought there is something fishy going on here. He must have read my thoughts becouse he added in explanation that appearance was important in the job as the cellar bar was upmarket and exclusive. 
Linda had bought a dress especially for this interview and she did look great in the dress. 
It was close fitting that suited her slim but curvy figure, just a simple grey dress with a split at the rear and small buttons all the way up the back to the high neckline. 
Her hair piled up on top of her head with wispy tendrils curling down completed the picture. Her eyes sparkled as she sipped on the cocktail, I had to stop myself from drinking too fast becouse I felt like I needed a stiff drink as my nerves were still making me tense. 
The drink was just about the best cocktail I had ever had,altough I was no expert and my knowlege on the subject wasn't vast. 
It was so smooth but I could tell too many and it would be lethal, it slid down the throat smooth as silk but I felt the warmth in my stomach. 
He sat opposite Linda and waved me over to a large couch as he spoke to us about the job. 
Time passed and I felt myself relaxing, Linda was lolling back in the armchair so at ease it was as if this was a gathering of old friends,not a job interview. 
Well the glasses were large, the drink had a hidden kick and after a few refills I felt that kick when I had to visit the toilet. 
He walked to the door and pointed out how to reach the toilet and patted me on the shoulder as I walked off. 
When I rejoined them I could see Linda had a brimming glass and that my nearly empty drink had been topped up too. 
He saw my apprehensive look and smilingly told me that a car would be available to drive us home. 
Time passed,drink flowed until I noticed Linda was drunk, I then realised I was slurring my words too. The conversation had turned  somehow to him telling us about his ex wife, how she had various lovers. 
He was graphic with one account of how he caught her with another man when he returned home unexpectedly, how he watched them making love on the very couch I was sitting on. 
However he gave the account in such a funny and truly witty manner that we were all laughing.  
I noticed even in my drunken state that he was staring at Linda, in her drunken state her legs kept parting with the tight dress riding up and the armchair she was lolling back in was extremely low. 
I knew he was looking up her skirt but altough I wasnt happy I didn't do anything about it thinking I will tell him we will be going. 
But then he started to describe how the time he caught his wife with her how he went around to small room where he had some screens for the security system that he had installed with cctv through the house. He had the option to adjust and point the cameras in any direction, he watched his wife being fucked from the room with the screens for the cctv. 
I was shocked and looked over at Linda but she just listened as if fascinated. 
At first he carried on with a mix of funny observations that I couldn't help but join in the laughter. 
But gradually as he described the scene of his wife and the man it grew more and more detailed and obscene. 
Linda listened intently, leaning foward and when he asked her if she had ever done some of the things the man and his wife had done she giggled and looked over at me as she nodded. 
''Yes, I have sucked you '' she said to me. 
''Oh do tell me more Linda,come on and dont be shy'' he laughed. 
As I sat with my head reeling she gradually admitted to him that we often talked dirty as we had sex. 
I asked her to steady on and at once our prospective employer told me not to worry, we were all adults and a little tittilation did no one any harm. 
Somehow the drink was still flowing and at that stage I knew I was utterly drunk and Linda was out of it too so when he asked if it was all right to show the recording of his ex wife that he had kept he didn't wait for us to reply but picked up the remote control and there on the huge screen tv was a naked couple on the couch fucking. 
The room fell silent apart from the grunting,groans and the sound of them fucking. 
I felt myself becoming aroused, Linda was leaning foward her eyes glued to the writhing couple as they moved for her to get on top of him. the camera zoomed up until a close up of the mans cock filled the screen. I focused on the picture lost in what was taking place until out of the corner of my eye I realised the chair opposite Linda was empty. 
I gasped when I looked sideways to where my wife was sitting only to see he was sat on the arm of her chair caresing her neck with one hand whilst his other hand worked at unbuttoning the back of her dress as Linda sat on the edge of the seat enabling him access to do so. 
How long he had been there by her side I knew not but as I watched the dress fell from her shoulders. 
My heart raced and my stomach turned carwheels. I felt a mix of emotions with rage, hurt, jealousy,confusion and disbelief. 
But also I felt a perverse excitement  that was so exciting as I watched him fondle my wifes bare shoulders. 
The video carried on with the naked figures reaching a noisy orgasm before lying back kissing and caressing. 
Linda had her head bowed as she slumped foward allowing him to do as he pleased. 
I had a throbbing erection and my voice was just a croak as I asked Linda if she was all right. 
She didn't look up or reply, just patted the arm of the chair opposite to the one he was crouched on. 
The room span as I got up and unsteadily moved over to do her bidding. 
I too started to caress her bare shoulders, it was as if I had a electric shock when my hand touched his as we stroked her. 
Then he slid his hands to undo the strap and released it to peel the black lace bra away from her following that up by working the dress down around her waist. 
Linda suddenly crouched over, covering her naked breasts with her hands. 
''Oh no my dear, we can't have that show us your lovely tit's'' he spoke breaking the silence. 
''Come on now, sit up..no stand up and let yourself enjoy, take pleasure and have fun.''' 
He gently took her elbow and she stood up at the same time gripping my arm tightly. 
As I looked on he knelt in front of her and slowly stripped her dress and as he did so he suckled on her swollen nipples until she groaned and knees buckling rested her hands on his shoulders. 
He had her step out of the dress pooled around her ankles before taking her hand and leading her out of the room and along a passage to enter a bedroom where the only light shone directly onto a large bed. 
As I followed them he looked round at me to reassure me that she would come to no harm and to come and join in. 
When they reached the bed he stripped the panties from her as she stood and sat her on the edge of the bed. 
Then as he knelt in front of her he silently looked at her until she slowly and deliberately parted her legs wide.  
He licked her,sucked on her until she fell to lie on her back, feet planted flat on the carpet as he tounged her. 
She groaned as she had a orgasm, repeating over and over ''Oh,oh I'm coming.I'm coming.'' 
He pulled away and stood up to strip off his clothes. 
My wife led back legs obscenely parted, her inner thighs wet,glistening and her pussy swollen the smooth hairless lips puffed and slick. 
 
First part with more to follow 
 
 
 
 Publication Date: December 1st 2011 https://www.bookrix.com/-stimuli