Miriam and Robert's German break

The whole week was a sort of pause before the storm as they waited for their break in Southern Germany. Robert had a mid-day flight to Frankfurt on Sunday. Miriam prepared his suitcase with fresh shirts, pants and socks. He packed two suits in his suit carrier and then he was ready. Miriam made a big English breakfast as they weren´t sure what the plans were for a meal once he arrived. Miriam sucked a large load from him, and then he was gone as Miriam set about tidying up and cleaning the house.

As Miriam walked out from the Arrivals hall at Frankfurt airport she smiled when she saw Robert waving frantically from behind the barrier. The two hugged and kissed like teenagers which caused a few of those around them to stare at such an overt display of passion from two middle aged people. Of course they had Skyped with each other every evening, and Miriam had “Given him a show” a couple of times while he masturbated furiously in his hotel room in Frankfurt, but this was the longest they had been apart since Miriam’s personality change, as Robert liked to call it.

They grabbed one of the yellow taxis from the rank outside and drove to Robert’s hotel in the city. The company were doing well so the senior managers like Robert were being put up in the Hilton, right on the Main river. Robert filled in Miriam briefly about what had been happening that week and on the plans for the next day. He had to attend the final day tomorrow, but they had been promised that the meeting would be wrapped up by eleven at the latest. All the time he had been telling his wife about his week she had been surreptitiously rubbing the bulge in his pants. Luckily he was sitting behind the driver, so hidden from his view.

Robert leaned over and kissed her passionately as he told her the last, and probably most important thing to come out of the week, “There is one more thing Miriam,” he said trying to ignore the fact he was going to come in his pants if she didn’t stop soon. “I got promoted. I now have responsibility for all the Southern European countries, Italy, Greece, Spain and Portugal. This will involve a lot of travel.” Miriam’s hand stopped moving thankfully, but her frown made Robert hastily finish what he was saying. “With this higher position comes a lot more perks, like the fact that my wife can fly with me on the company dime if I have to be away more than three days.” Miriam’s hand started to move once more.

Robert smiled at his wife and whispered so the driver couldn’t hear, “The company obviously thinks that managers operate best with empty balls!” They were both laughing now as he finished his story, “The other good news is that I get nearly a thousand a month more, plus this week they pay me a performance bonus of ten thousand!” Miriam’s hand was moving quicker now in celebration of their unexpected windfall then his voice dropped to a murmur as he added, “Please stop Miriam, I’m going to come in my pants in a minute.”

“I am so proud of you Robert,” Her hand gave a couple more strokes, then stopped.

With a sigh of relief Robert adjusted his pants then leaned in close so he could whisper directly into Miriam’s ear, “This is all down to you my Darling. Since we started our new, sexy life I was rejuvenated in everything I did, and that included work, as well as the bedroom. I felt younger and more active, and the Powers that Be noticed that, so for every blow job I got I seemed to put in a little extra effort, so that means you are the reason we have ten grand more, so I am giving it to you to do with it what you will!”

Miriam started to protest but was still as Robert tenderly placed a finger over her lips to hush her, before replacing it with his own lips. They were still kissing when the driver informed them they had arrived. Robert paid the driver as Robert took Miriam’s rather large suitcase from him and they walked through the palatial foyer to the elevator. They were alone as the elevator made its way to the fifteenth floor after Robert pressed the requisite button. As the lift started to move Robert asked, “Do you want something to eat Miriam?”

Miriam grabbed his cock through his trousers and with a mischievous smile that left no room for misinterpretation said huskily, “Definitely. I cannot wait!”

Robert activated the door key and walked into his massive room with Miriam behind him and then gave a yelp of surprise as Miriam aggressively ripped his trousers down before the door had even clicked shut. He turned quickly and his cock slapped against her face as she was already on her haunches behind him, and she hungrily fed him between her lips. Miriam’s frenzied assault on his dick made him come in only a few minutes while he stood only four or five feet inside the room.

Once she had swallowed all that he could give her, and in truth that was quite a lot after nearly five days. She rose gracefully and kissed him again, her tongue pushing between his lips so that Robert tasted traces of his own semen on her tongue. “That’s better,” she said, “Now we can go out for a drink or a meal if you want, or we can stay here, and I can blow you again and again. You choose.”

Robert laughed at his insatiable wife. “Although that offer sounds more than enticing I think we should both get something to eat first, plus I have to be up early for a working breakfast at seven.” With his trousers still around his ankles he waddled over to the corner of the room to put down her suitcase. It had stayed in his hand throughout Miriam’s superb blow job.

They wandered along the river and into the area known as Sachsenhausen that was alive with a multitude of bars and restaurants. They found a small place that specialised in schnitzel of every description and the local applewein. They ate quickly, finding everything delicious before walking back to the hotel hand in hand.

As they walked to the elevator Miriam noticed the dimly lit bar off to the left and asked, “Fancy a quick night cap?” then whispered, “Before I fuck your brains out upstairs!”

Robert agreed and they walked into the sparsely populated bar. There were a group of loud German business men at one table and a very pretty blonde in a black short dress sitting at the end of the bar. The men ignored them as they entered but the blonde flashed them a brilliant smile and raised her Martini glass in greeting. Robert and Miriam sat at the table nearest to the bar and in close proximity to the blonde who was perched on a high bar stool, her black dress riding more than halfway up her shapely legs covered in dark black nylons. She had one leg crossed seductively over the other, and her three-inch black heels seemed to be moving to the beat of the subtle background music in the bar.

The waiter came and took their order and Miriam ordered a Zombie. This had become her cocktail of choice after drinking quite a few on that memorable first evening with Joel and Gayle. Robert ordered a whiskey and soda. The service was good, and they were quickly presented with their drinks and two little silver bowls containing crisps and peanuts.

The couple clinked glasses, then Miriam gazed around the lavishly decorated room. As her observation of the room swung back to where the blonde was seated she noticed that she had changed her position so that the black heels she wore were both resting on the lower rung of the bar stool, her knees together and pointing directly at where Miriam was sitting. Robert had his back to her. Miriam smiled politely as the blonde stared at her.

Miriam stared back. She was quite young, maybe twenty-four or five. Blue eyes the colour of glacial water looked out from under thin eyebrows, her blonde hair cut short around her ears. Her nails, that were now taking a very thin cigarette from a pack on the bar were painted as black as her dress. Her lipstick was also a very dark shade of black, which combined with her pale skin and blonde hair gave her a slightly ghostly appearance.

As she lit her cigarette and blew a thin plume of bluish grey smoke up into the lights above the bar she smiled at Miriam, showing two rows of perfectly straight, white teeth. When Miriam automatically smiled back the girl let her legs move apart. Miriam was sitting only about five feet away so could see perfectly up the tunnel created by the blondes legs and the black dress tight against her hips. A flash of scarlet between pale thighs, left uncovered as the thigh highs she was wearing finished ten inches below the red panties that were now on full display as she widened the opening between her legs until she was sitting completely splay legged. No one in the bar could see anything except Miriam, as the German group were at the other end of the bar, and the barman’s view was blocked by the dark wood bar.

Robert was telling her about the hotel in the Black Forrest but stopped when Miriam stood up and walked over to the girl with Robert’s eyes following her with a quizzical look on his face. As she reached the bar she extended her hand, “Miriam,” then turning she added, “My husband Robert.”

“Nina. A pleasure.” The girl said in accented English.

Miriam had never been in this position before but her new found sexuality had given her a boldness she could only have dreamt of a few months before, “Are you working here?”

Nina gave a delightful sexy chuckle, “In a manner of speaking!”

“Can I ask what you earn?” Miriam asked, her face showing no sign of emotion.

Nina apparently knew what she meant, “A single shift with either co-worker, male or female is four hundred. A double shift six hundred.”

“How long are your shifts?”

“Up to four hours. Anything more than that is paid overtime.”

“Is there a job description, or just what is necessary?”

“Everything is OK unless it is likely to result in me getting hurt.”

Miriam nodded, “Room 1522. Thirty minutes after we leave.”

Nina nodded and Miriam returned to Robert and took a hefty slug of her drink. “What was that all about?” Robert asked once she was seated opposite him.

“I thought I knew her, that’s all. Shall we go?”