Wife, Sister in Law, Personal Assistant and now Whore

Victor switched his high tech hotel shower off and found himself looking at mirror, he was a tall man and fit man with raven black hair, he dried them a little before picking up his electric toothbrush and started to work it through his teeth with a strong desire to think about taxes, he wanted to make a mental lists of all receipts and invoices he will have to send to his accountant before lunch, but he couldn't hold a though for 2 seconds without venturing forth to thoughts about his sister in law. They had a late lunch yesterday with Anwar, his potential new client and his sister in law slash his assistant Alice. They were chatting, drinking and flirting, flirting a lot. It was a lunch by the swimming pool and Anwar was generous with compliments towards Alice. Victor felt how blood rushed towards his cock that was lifting his towel as he continued to brush his teeth and stopped reminiscing lunch and started imagining Alice in his hands, how he will drag her bottoms of her little bikini and press her against the wall. The timer on toothbrush buzzed telling him that 3 minutes passed and he washed it and he rinsed his mouth with solution before walking out of bathroom. He had breakfast with Alice in 30 minutes, so he dried himself down and got into white linen trousers and light short sleeved shirt that accentuated tattoos of a Nordic Ravens on his hands.

Anwar made few remarks yesterday, right in front of Alice that if he got a night with her he will sign a contract immediately. It couldn't have been poorly made compliment nothing more, but something told him that it wasn't cross cultural confusion and he actually meant it, bloody rich boys. He once lost his client to competition because his opponent had an office next to motorcycle shop, and client really loved Bugattis. "But what if she's boring in bed?" - Victor thought about it as he entered an elevator - "Did you already decided to pimp your sister in law, your brothers wife to guy that you thinking if she's any good?" - Second thought followed but he didn't focus on latter one, - "What if he pimps his sister in law to a guy and he wouldn't buy anything anyways?" - Now that would a fuckup, that would be a fuckup for ages. Dong announced that Victor arrived to restaurant floor and he exited, and found a table by the window as he sat and waited for Alice to arrive he kept thinking, his mind was trying hard to find an excuse to fuck his brother's wife. "But she'll get a huge bonus, if she'll be good, if she gets me a contract" - Huge, he though at he ordered eggs benedict with salmon and looked absently into the window overlooking city and dessert of Dubai, thinking about his fingers squeezing Alice's nipples that both of them, he and Anwar saw yesterday when they sat with mojitos by the pool, they were so hard that they were visible through her bikini top.

Few moments later, when waiter interrupted his dreaming with a cup of coffee he saw his Alice, walk out of an elevator, he held his hand up and gave her his best charming smile as he thought about how to start talking to her about business, yeah definitely business. His mind raced as she approached and he stood to greet her and kiss her friendly on the cheek and moved towards her ear - "Good Morning my most valuable assistant" - His deep voice caressed her ear shell.

Alice was enjoying herself again. This is exactly what she wanted and what she was made for. Not to be married and tied down to living up to one expectation that was being housewife. Sure it was great in the beginning when they just got married, she and Peter. But he also had plenty of time on his hand to spend with her. That actually had helped her from getting bored so quick. But as expected, it wouldn’t last long and soon he started getting busy with his work!

That was the end of it. Soon she found herself bored at home, doing nothing while he went to work and he coming back home later in the evening just added more to the frustrations and her complaints. She told him how he didn’t spend enough time with her and the relationship wasn’t like the way it was before marriage. She started to keep herself busy with different hobbies from time to time until they all grew sour and she was once again bored. Of course they had bought a perfect dream home and the mortgage was high while he had some setbacks in his career which make it hard for survival.

During a fight once, he said and meant that maybe she should go out into the real world to earn some money when she complained that he didn’t give her enough time. She had a degree in accounting and figured she might as well. Fortunately, when Victor, her brother in law, found out that she was looking for some work, he offered to hire her. Peter won’t take charity from his older brother but this way, he wouldn’t have to worry as it would come in the form of a paycheck.

Alice actually loved being his assistant since she gets to go places and also learn as Victor’s a well settled businessman. Unfortunately, while Victor made it big, Peter’s future plans failed which made his job even harder, having to travel places as part of his job. In no time, Alice and Pete both got busy which was a perfect distraction and their quarrels had died down. The short little time they got to spend with each other these days was pretty laid back and casual conversations. Alice had grown excited when Victor told her they were going to Dubai to convince an important man into a deal. It seemed more like a vacation to her than business since they were invited to join Anwar at his mansion where they turned the meeting into a more laid back one.


While the men carried simple conversation, Alice took a swim in his luxurious swimming pool. She enjoyed that evening and after returning back to her room, she slept like a baby. She hadn’t noticed that her nipples were hard after she stepped out of the pool but they sure did. Her body was perfect due to working out almost every day. She stood tall at 5’6 without heels, weighed about 120 lbs and to add that perfect American girl look, she had silky blonde hair and blue eyes that most people loved, middle eastern men would of course die for. She woke up just in time to take a shower and then get ready to have a breakfast with Victor. She had a light colored sleeveless loose top and black leggings considering the temperature in Dubai. She was greeted by the waiter after she stepped out of the elevator and then ushered her to the table where Victor was sitting. She smiled seeing him, “Morning…” she let him kiss her cheek before pulling back, “You’re up early! Couldn’t sleep?” She asked her brother-in-law.

"They kiss each other twice, kiss for every cheek" – Victor lied to her, it was Mediterranean tradition not Middle Eastern, but then he could always feign ignorance, he simply mixed them up. Victor pulled her back and his lips touched another cheek of hers, waiting for her to return a favor before pulling away with a smile and approving nod and only then sat down on his chair. "I'm doing this new thing, called power napping, I sleep couple of times during day time, for 10 or 20 minutes each, and then I need only 4 or 5 hours at night" - Victor responded with confidence that that trick actually worked, in reality he was jet lagged for weeks now, and he had no idea what's his proper sleeping schedule even should look like, though he was healthy as a bull and his body could take a beating in this department. - "What about you, did all that flattery and mojito got to you finally? I hope you didn't go for adventures after we've got to hotel, I wouldn't want to keep a secret from my favourite brother" - He gave his sister in law a sly wink. Though thought that she could've sneaked out at night, and do something filled him with a cocktail of desire and jealousy, that filled his crotch with blood, and made his mouth dry.

His face would become red hot if not that weird thing about southern countries - they all switched their air conditioners to freezing cold temperatures, something in the back of his mind automatically logged a "To-Do" note - Research, why the hotels want to freeze me. It took him years to work on this habbit, to make mental lists, of things, but this time his conscious mind was to busy to register since it was imagining his sister in law dancing half naked in one of local night clubs. His savior, the waiter saved him again though bringing him his eggs with salmon – "I'm sorry my dear, but I couldn't wait I was so hungry after yesterdays alcohol marathon that I had to order some protein" - He continued, without touching his cutlery, waiting for Alice to order herself a breakfast.

As he listened to Alice he thought that she was indeed stunning, and he understood why Anwar would make this ultimatum, he wondered if she thought he was serious about it, but more importantly he wanted to know how would he squeeze his now throbbing under the table cock into her before Anwar. And maybe after, and again, Victor had to shift and try to concentrate on her and her words as she responded to his questions. Think about power naps or taxes, he thought to himself as he tried to kill his spontaneous erection.

Alice smiled as he kissed both her cheeks, “You’re in jolly mood this morning? What’s up?” She said as she grabbed her chair and took a seat. She was starving since she had nothing after the drinks she’s had previous night. She listened to him attentively before speaking, “Seems this power napping is working! I should try maybe. But really make no difference since we will be going back soon.” She pointed out the fact that weren’t here for long. She’s been struggling for sleep too but previous night was just what she needed. She passed out like a baby and woke up next morning. Those drinks really did the trick.

Speaking of which, she smiled, “Oh those mojitos. Don’t remind me and definitely not Anwar. I think he was too drunk passing off those comments.” She said as her face turned reddish, thinking about he was suggesting. “As for your brother, if you can’t hide anything from me then I suppose we never can share any secrets!” She joked and smiled back, “But no I was too tired to even go out after we came back.”

She smiled politely at him and then the waiter when he came with his order, “Oh don’t worry. I am going to order something light. “French toast and a cup of coffee.” She said and looked at the waiter before shifting to look at her brother in law. “So did we make a deal or not? You think he will bite?” She asked him curiously as she crossed her legs and sat comfortably.

Victor gritted hit teeth just a little, he wished she'd ask this question later, he wanted some time to strategise the answer and his next actions. He liked Alice, liked her as a person and professionaly she was eager eager and efficient and he didn't want to lose her, not to mention strain in his relationships with brother and potential troubles at Christmas with whole family. In any case he relaxed his jaw and leaned back on his chair looking at his brother's wife one more time before speaking.

"He was quite positive" - Victor started, thinking about next words as he spoke - "But there is mmm" - He made a pause - "Cultural problem that we'll have to find a way to overcome" – Victor realized that he perhaps trying to inject too many words in simple proposition, - "Anwar fascinated by you, or maybe even charmed and it stands in a way of…Ah fuck it. Anwar wants to fuck you" – Victor faked anger as he spoke, and even hit his fork feigning his feelings, he was great business man and in past great salesman who knew how to properly act.

He held his arm - "Don't worry Alice, I will figure something out, we can leave Dubai without a sale" - He paused as if thinking about something - "Though if you find an alternative, 50 percent of your salary in end of the year bonus is guaranteed, but as I mentioned don't worry about it"

She didn't mean to get on his nerves by asking that question but it seemed like the right thing to ask. She was certainly too tipsy to carry on a business minded conversation and first thing that came to her mind was this. Wasn't yesterday all about that? Presenting the deal and what they had to offer, convince them to invest in their company.

She watched him grit his teeth as if she'd pushed the wrong button. She watched him as he leaned back in his chair and smiled hearing it was quite positive. She also leaned back before she leaned into the table with concern, "There is what? What is it Victor? Tell me?" She said curiously as she looked at him.

"What kind of cultural..." she continued on asking before pausing when he told her the bitter truth and then smiled, "Well isn't that a good thing....Or not." She said just as she had cut his sentence while he just finished saying it. "He want to what?" She said as she got louder, looking around and saw she had caused some attention.

She leaned in and whispered, "Is he out of his...did you tell him that I am married?" She said and looked at him. "We can't lose this deal. It means so much to you and of course the company. There has to be a way. We are not leaving without a sale. We didn't just spend months preparing this proposition and flew oceans to get here and go back empty handed. We have to think of something. She did hear him tell her about a salary raise bonus but she was thinking about alternatives, "I mean I've got nothing. You?" She asked him curiously.

Do not smile, do not smile - Victor repeated in his mind as he listened to Alice, she was slowly swallowing his bait, he had to keep calm and keep his frustrated with Anwar demeanor visible. To look angry Victor tried to invoke jealousy to Anwar, that rich bastard mounting his brothers wife from behind, he couldn't see his face but he was pretty sure he maintained his role of outraged by spoiled client relative. But instead of thinking about his next answer he wished he'd masturbated on Alice this morning in the shower, such an opportunity missed, self inflicted jealousy to Anwar only made his lust stronger, though he controlled his facial motion.

"I don't think he cares about your marital status, he's probably royalty or something, he's used to getting his whims" - Victor said with dismissive gesture before nailing part of pouched egg with fork and swallowing it.

"We could try choosing an escort for him" - Victor started thinking about alternative paths, thought not real alternatives but only ones he could easily dismiss - "Though he probably has every escort agency on his speed dial anyways, I don't think he's relationship material" – Victor was quickly finishing his breakfast and gulped coffee and then shrugged, - "Well if you were just an assistant from agency, I would have offered you a hefty bonus, but even then there are complications with his tastes," - Victor accented part of the sentence about tastes, pronouncing it slower, and then added "But I'm sorry I shouldn't talk to you about this, I say we chill down and wait, we can afford to lose one or two clients" - He finished and acted as if he was forcing a smile to make her feel better.

Alice had no idea that the brother of her husband’s was having such filthy thoughts in the back of his mind, two face man who had alterior motives than what he was claiming. She’d feel so disgusted if she could see through him but she didn’t. Sure he was handsome, taller and fit in every way than her husband but that didn’t mean she’d do anything with him. At least not yet.

She passed off an unpleasant gaze hearing that Anwar didn’t care about her marital status. “Well no matter who he is, he should at least respect. Wait…did he tell you think again? I know you were there when he made some comments and I thought he was just joking. Did he press on the matter?” She asked Victor and looked at him.

Thinking for a second before nodding now, “Escorts won’t work for him. You’re right. Not that he’d find good American ones. I can’t believe I am even considering an option to get him an escort. No…it won’t work.” She leaned back in her chair as she lost her appetite, “What about these complications and tastes you speak of? How do you mean?” She asked him gullibly.

Victor needed Alice to want to fuck Anwar, idea had to come from her, and once she was there he could take her himself. Forcefully, willingly or blackmail her, he didn't care, in fact he was musing over different ways he could press her against the wall and have her. Before Anwar and after Anwar. Maybe he'll pimp her to her other clients, they were flying to Texas later and… Victor shook his head, it wasn't time to fantasize, it was time to strategize his next movement. "You are smart and rational girl" - Victor started with a little bit of flattery - "Of course you would consider escorts, they are minimal cost and effort solution, too bad they are too risky and likely to backfire" - He paused looking at Alice - "We don't need to talk about his tastes." - Victor told her warm hearted as if he tried to calm her down and waved waiter.

"I say we have few bloody marries, and chill down. It helps" - He waited for something that he could interpret as positive answer and ordered them marries - "Don't worry about Anwar, on the other hand, good gossip doesn't hurt does it" - Her brother in law gave her a conspiratorial wink - "Anwar is 34 years old, and he never had a proper relationship with a woman" - Victor started to tell her what he learned about his potential buyer - "His assistants would usually pay handsomely to models and escorts around the world to come and please him in any way possible." - Victor was talking slowly, trying not to sound excited, he swiftly brushed his fingers over Alice's chin as if he tried to cheer her - "Which reminds me. My brother is a very lucky man, since he has such a pretty wife" - Victor retracted - "But anyways he used to things being his way, without discussion. He used for girls to crawl all over the place and beg for his cock, while attaching them to remote control vibrator." - Victor got to specifics, this part thought wasn't about Anwar, it was his own idea.

Though Victor didn't want to scare her off, and decided to use a little more vanilla scenario in his next example - "But as I said, he used to having everything his own way, girls get paid well, and don't want anyone to know anything. So if he decides to fuck her as hard and as fast as he can, pressing her against the wall while fingering her anus, he expects her not to give to much resistant" - Victor fell silent for a moment - "Or maybe he likes resistance" - He continued when waiter returned with two glasses filled with red, refreshing cocktail.

Alice was quite bothered hearing what Victor just told her. Sure she had taken lightly when Anwar kept on telling her the previous evening and even she kept on flirting with him. She now realized it was a mistake to lead him on, not that she was trying to but it just happened as they were having a good time. It meant a lot coming from Victor, telling her she was smart and rational so she smiled, "I really don't think we should go with the escort solution. First we don't know the girl and if Anwar were to do something, she might just talk back and that would be the end of it. It also means that he can get the same escort girl on his own so we aren't really giving anything different which is what he wants probably right?"

She whispered to keep their conversation a secret and nodded when he said they don't need to talk about his tastes. She had forgotten about it until he ordered bloody marries and when they arrived, he was the one who started back on the topic. Funny thought because she hand't stop thinking about how Anwar was asking for her so openly. Just then he went about telling her about Anwar, she though why Victor was telling her now when he said to forget about it.

"Handsomely huh? Just how much do you think the girl gets?" She asked curiously, letting him continue on and felt his hand on her chin, she smiled in return, "Yeah you tell your brother that!" She said and nodded, laughing, "A remote controlled vibra..." she quiet down, "A vibrator? Does he not have a cock that he's proud of?" She asked him curiously, making fun of Anwar, "So this is kept a secret you are saying." She suddenly went mute when the waiter came to refill their drinks.