Adultery Making It Work by xleglover-COMPLETED

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Making It Work Ch. 03

"Just got a call from Google," Johnny said a few weeks later. "You need to get out to Vegas this weekend. Another big trade show. Bring Allie and Scott, you need to impress."

"Our pitch isn't ready," Jen objected.

"This isn't about the pitch," Johnny said. "They want to meet the team. You need to impress, or we don't get a chance to make the pitch."

"Okay," Jen said. She didn't want to go to Vegas with Scott. She knew she wouldn't do anything, but she didn't want to upset Mike. "Johnny, I've been thinking Scott might not be the best person for my team."

Johnny raised an eyebrow. "Is this about the rumors?"

"Rumors?" Jen said blank faced, playing dumb.

Johnny laughed. "Jen, don't worry about it. This is advertising, not Washington DC. No one cares if you screw around. Hell, with your looks, people would think something's wrong with you if you didn't screw around. Listen, you can dump Scott later if you want. Frankly I think he got too much credit for Kelloggs, you did all the heavy lifting. But he makes a good impression with women and Keri O'Reilly is leading the Google side."

"Keri O'Reilly?" Jen said awestruck. Keri was a legend in advertising. She was credited with inventing many of Google's most profitable online advertising techniques. She was a VP at Google and a lot of people said she'd be CEO someday, and she wasn't even 40 yet.

"Yes, Keri fucking O'Reilly," Johnny said, "So organize your team and get your cute fanny out to Vegas."

"Okay," Jen said. She decided it was the right time to talk to Johnny about something. "I need someone to help with online video."

"I thought you use that storyboard artist, what's his name, Tom?" Johnny said.

"Yeah, but he's a contractor, I need someone here," Jen said. "I'm thinking of hiring Calvin."

Johnny raised an eyebrow. "You just fired him -- now you want to give him a promotion? Come on Jen, he fucked up, we almost lost Kelloggs over it."

"He was on my team, I'm the boss, I'm the one who fucked up," Jen insisted.

"Fine, whatever, do what you want," Johnny said, but he gave his prodigy an approving look, as if saying "good call, nice to see you're growing up."

That night Jen told Mike about Keri O'Reilly and Vegas. "She's a legend Mike. We studied her in college. I can't believe I'm going to meet her," Jen said excitedly.

"Scott will be in Vegas too?" Mike asked, excited for Jen but anxious too.

"Yeah but ... you trust me right?" Jen said hugging him. "I'm so over him."

That night they made love, but she could tell Mike was bothered. She swore to herself she wouldn't lose control in Vegas. She would not fall under Scott's spell. She -- would -- not.

"Nervous?" Allie said the next Thursday as they waited in a conference room of the Wynn in Vegas. A series of meetings with Keri were planned for that weekend, and they were waiting for her to arrive for this kickoff meeting.

"I can't believe we're about to meet Keri O'Reilly," Jen said butterflies in her stomach.

"Me too," Allie said. She was just as excited and nervous as Jen. Scott was excited too but he didn't show it, trying to look cool.

Allie got close to Jen. "I'm hooking up with Scott tonight," she whispered in Jen's ear. "Wanna join us?"

"No," Jen said firmly.

"Okay, your loss," Allie said with a laugh.

Then the door opened and a group of people walked in, Keri O'Reilly and her main staff. Her staff was in their late 20s/early 30s. At 26, Jen was the youngest person in the room (Allie was older by a few months, and Scott was 29).

Keri O'Reilly was gorgeous at 39. She had a thick luxurious mane of long brown hair with just the right amount of red highlights. She was taller than Jen by a few inches and had a large bust, flat stomach and long shapely legs. She had 2 adopted children but had never given birth, keeping her body tight.

She always dressed to the 9s. Today she wore an elegant yet sexy (and very expensive) dress, shiny black hose and black high heel sandals. The dress had a scoop top that showed the soft swell of her large breasts. She looked tanned, confident, so together. Jen felt incredibly intimidated.

Jen nervously approached and started to introduce herself when Keri held up her hand. "You're the team leader?" she asked coldly.

"Um ... yes," Jen said unsure where Keri was going with this.

"Wait here," Keri said. She left the room and called Johnny. She and Johnny went way back.

"Johnny, why are you wasting my time?" Keri said angrily. "You sent me a little girl? She's your team leader?"

"Keri, hold on, you started young too," Johnny said.

"Fuck Johnny is she even out of college yet?" Keri snapped.

"Keri she led our Kelloggs team," Johnny said. "You told me you were impressed by that."

"Wait," Keri said, startled. "That young girl is Jennifer Andrews?"

"Yes, Jennifer Andrews, our team lead."

Keri considered. Yes, she'd been impressed by Kelloggs, so impressed she assumed the team leader would be much older. "Okay Johnny, I'll call you later," she said.

Keri went into the conference room. She sat down and without introductions said "Tell me about your Kelloggs campaign."

Jen and her team described what they'd done for Kelloggs. Keri let her team do the grilling. She listened and watched.

Keri was impressed by Jennifer Andrews. She knew when to let her team speak, and when to take control. It was clear immediately Jen was more polished and talented than either Allie or Scott.

Keri took a dislike to Scott, even despite his obvious charms; it seemed he took credit for ideas that were clearly Jen's. Interestingly, Jen let Scott get away with it but it was a good move as it helped build confidence in her entire team, and it was the team she was selling, not just her.

Allie was impressive in her own way, but unfocused. But Jen managed to turn Allie's shortcomings into advantages.

Keri was very impressed. Jen did an excellent job selling her team, which was critical to prove her ability to put together an effective advertising campaign for Google.

"That's enough," Keri said after 30 minutes. She stood and everyone else did too. Jen, Allie and Scott anxiously looked at her. She could tell them to go home right now if she wanted, and they'd know they'd missed the cut. But instead she said "Good meeting, we'll see you tomorrow." Jen, Allie and Scott wore big relieved smiles as they left.

Jen, Allie and Scott had a drink to celebrate their successful first day. "Joining us for dinner?" Scott said with a lecherous grin. Under the table he squeezed Jen's knee. Allie had a mischievous delighted smile on her face.

Jen pushed his hand away. "You two go ahead, I need to prep for tomorrow," she said, getting up and leaving.

She went up to her room. She stepped out of her high heels and undressed, taking off her dress, bra and thigh high stockings. She took off her thong too and put on comfy VS pink cotton panties with lace trim. She put on black leggings and Mike's old fraternity t-shirt. Then she took out her contacts as they were bothering her.

Feeling comfortable now, she called Mike and told him about her great day. He told her how proud he was of her and that made her feel good.

After hanging up, she spread the papers on the bed. Sitting cross-legged and putting on her glasses, she studied everything to get ready for tomorrow's meeting with Keri and her staff.

After a couple hours she heard activity in the room next door. By bad luck, Allie had gotten the room next door. Jen heard laughing and horsing around, and then she heard the unmistakable sounds of raw passionate sex. She heard Allie and Scott's grunts and moans through the paper thin walls, and then she heard slam-slam-slam as Scott fucked Allie so hard the bed rammed the wall with each thrust.

She covered her head with the pillow but it was no use, she still heard them. She felt flushed and a tingling in her pussy. "I've gotta get out of here," she told herself. She decided to go to the casino. She put her bra back on -- a white lacy silk bra with unlined cups that snapped in the back -- and a cute pink v-neck top that buttoned up the front.

She decided to leave the leggings on, but she didn't like how the panties underneath looked (she hated panty lines). She took off the leggings, then the cotton panties, then put the black leggings back on. She noticed the panties were moist. "God I'm such a nympho," she silently chastised herself.

The black lycra leggings ended a little above her ankles. She put on black flats that had thin ankle straps. The flats were thin and she liked them because it almost felt like she was walking barefoot, which she loved. They showed off the beginnings of her toes (Mike called it toe cleavage).

She brushed her hair and put it in a high pony tail, then she put on a little lipstick. She wasn't planning to meet or talk to anyone, but she was the kind of person who couldn't be around people without looking a little presentable. She kept her glasses on, not bothering to put her contacts back in.

She took the elevator down to the Wynn casino. It was 11pm and just getting crowded. She wasn't a gambler so it took a few moments to figure out how things worked. Soon though she had a plastic card with $20 credit on it. Then she sat down at a quarter slot machine away from the crowds.

She played and frowned at first. Why were the machines so complicated, what happened to just hearts and cherries?

"Trying to figure out how it works?" said a voice behind her.

Jen turned and saw a good looking guy, smiling at her. "I'm Dylan," he said, "let me explain." Dylan explained the different symbols and combinations of the slot machine. As he spoke he moved closer to Jen until his shoulder touched hers.

"Thanks," Jen said, politely moving away. She couldn't help noticing how good looking and fit he looked.

"Want one?" he said offering a cigarette.

Jen had the urge for one, and Mike would never know. "Sure, thanks," she said and he gave her one and lit it.

They chatted and laughed as they smoked and played the slots. She couldn't help flirting, it came natural. Dylan invited her for a drink but she begged off, and he reluctantly left.

A waitressed approached as Dylan walked away. "He's a cutie," the waitress said smiling.

"Yeah, but ..." Jen said, smiling and holding up her left hand.

"Me too," the waitress said, holding up her left hand. "Doesn't mean we can't look, right?"

"Yeah," Jen said and they shared a laugh.

"Can I see your ring? It's beautiful," the waitress gushed.

"Thanks," Jen said smiling. The 3 carat diamond ring was actually her "second engagement" ring. Her original had a sapphire, her favorite stone (also her birthstone). Mike always felt bad the sapphire was small (he didn't have much money at the time), so when he got his first big bonus check after their wedding he bought her the much more expensive diamond ring. Jen loved her original engagement ring, but of course no girl says no to a diamond ring.