The following Sunday, Carissa was grinning ear to ear as the plane’s wheels touched down on the runway. This was so exciting! Her first work trip with her work husband. She could hardly wait to get the week started.

The trip had come up at the last minute. On Friday afternoon Jeff called Joey and asked him if he’d be able to attend a business conference in Vegas the following week. Joey told him he would go if Carissa could come along, and Jeff readily agreed. When Carissa told Charlie, he was a little frustrated, considering that his birthday was the Wednesday of the week she’d be gone, but Carissa promised to call him Wednesday night and bring home a little gift. With that settled, she boarded her plane on Sunday afternoon, and by the evening she was making her way to the hotel room.

The company had paid for two hotel rooms, but Carissa cancelled her room, deciding that she’d rather just share a room with Joey. After all, they’d be spending the rest of the trip together anyway, and it wasn’t like Joey hadn’t seen her naked dozens of times already. She felt far more comfortable with him than she did alone in the massive hotel in the middle of the Strip anyway.

“So, what does tomorrow’s schedule look like?” Carissa asked, her naked body glistening in the hotel room’s light as she stepped out of the bathroom, drying her freshly showered body with a towel as she spoke. “When do we check in at the conference? Is there a list of sessions available yet?”

Joey chuckled. “Well, about that. I’ve been meaning to tell you something. There is no conference.”

Carissa stopped drying herself off and gave Joey a questioning look. “What do you mean?”

“I mean,” he began, “there is no conference. I guess I might as well let you in on my little secret: Jeff and I have been friends for months, since long before I came to work with you, even. I used my hypnosis skills to help him… work through some of his issues. Let’s just say that he owes me, big time. After he hired me on at work and assigned you to work with me at The Annex, he still felt like he owed me more. Naturally, when I suggested that he arrange for a week with just the two of us, he jumped on the idea and set all of this up, just for us.”

“Hold on,” Carissa said, scrunching her brow. “Are you telling me that this isn’t really a work trip? That this is just you and I, together in a hotel for a week in Las Vegas?”

“Exactly,” Joey smiled. “It’s a little vacation, just you and I. Now, why don’t you bring that hot little body of yours over here so we can get this weekend started?”

Carissa scowled as the realization of what they were doing sank in. “Joey, I… I can’t do this. This isn’t work. Spending a week alone with another man in a hotel? And here I am, naked. This is… oh my God, this is cheating. I can’t cheat on Charlie, Joey. No, I think I should leave.”

Carissa moved to the dresser where she stowed her clothes and started pulling them out of the drawer. Joey jumped up from his chair, stepping up to where the woman was hastily slipping on one of the lacy bras she’d brought on the trip.

“Whoa, whoa, Carissa. Come on, let’s talk this out. I mean, we haven’t even had sex yet.”

“Yet?” Carissa asked, spinning around to face the man. “Joey, don’t you get it? I’m married. God, what am I doing?”

“Carissa, come on,” Joey pleaded. “Please, just take a breath and let’s talk this out. This is Joey you’re talking to. Don’t you trust me?”

“I mean, of course I do,” she stammered, stopping and turning to her work husband.

“Then come on, trust me. Just set down those clothes and come sit on the bed. I can give you a quick hypnosis session to help you calm down and think clearly. I swear, this will make perfect sense after that. And if you still want to go after we have our session, I’ll take you straight back to the airport, I swear. Please? For me?”

Carissa let out a sigh. She stared into Joey’s eyes, trying to decide if she’d give him the benefit of the doubt. She really had come to trust him over the last couple months. Maybe it wouldn’t hurt to have a quick session with him. If nothing else, it would help calm her down before her flight back home. Setting the clothes down on the dresser, she gave him a little nod and stepped over to the bed.

“Thank you,” Joey smiled as Carissa sat on the end of the bed. “I swear, once we relax you a bit, this will make total sense. Now, take a deep breath, follow my finger, and listen to my voice.”

Carissa exhaled as her eyes began following Joey’s finger. She tried to focus on Joey’s words as he led her into a hypnosis session but found her mind beginning to wander. It really was kind of Joey to set this trip up for them, she thought. So kind and considerate. Could something so kind possibly be cheating? Not really. Not when Joey was just trying to help her. He knew she needed this time. This trip was for her. It was a kind and considerate gift.

As her mind continued to wander, Carissa realized something else. Being with Joey here wasn’t really cheating. She was his work wife after all. It’s perfectly normal for wives and husbands to spend time together. Perfectly normal. This was just a work vacation with her and her work husband. It was a time when they could be together and have all kinds of fun. All kinds of fun, she repeated to herself several times.

She could have all kinds of fun, too. Husbands and wives shared each other’s bodies. Joey was her work husband. She should be willing and eager to share her body with Joey in every way imaginable. She liked Joey so much. No, more than that. She loved Joey. She loved him so much, and now that she was here, alone with her work husband on a work vacation, she could finally open up all the way with him. She could finally give herself to him in every way, just like a wife should do for her husband.

Carissa’s mind continued to wander through the thoughts of how much she owed Joey and how much she wanted him. She was so deeply entrenched in her thoughts that she barely noticed the shaking sensation when it began. Blinking her eyes a few times, Carissa found herself looking into Joey’s eyes as he gently held her by the shoulders, giving her a light shake.

“Hey, there you are,” he smiled, releasing his grip on the woman’s shoulders. “Feel better?”

“Much better, actually,” Carissa replied, returning his smile. “I’m sorry, Joey, I really don’t know why I was freaking out like that. I really do appreciate what you did for me.”

“So does that mean you’re staying?”

“Absolutely.”

“Good,” Joey grinned, his eyes trailing down Carissa’s body, “because seeing you here in nothing but that bra is definitely giving me some ideas.”

Carissa gave Joey a sultry look. “Well, if I were you, I’d start making those ideas into reality.”

Before he could reply, Carissa reached out, pulling Joey into her. They fell back onto the bed, their lips locking together in a deep, passionate kiss. As their tongues dueled, Joey reached behind her back, unclasping her bra. Once her bra was gone, Carissa's hands moved lower, her fingers tracing the waistband of Joey's shorts, teasing him with the promise of what was to come. Joey groaned into her mouth, his hips arching against her touch.

With a playful grin, Carissa broke the kiss, her eyes locked on Joey's as she moved in and began to trail kisses down his neck, her hands tugging at his shirt. Joey complied, sitting up just long enough to pull the garment over his head. Carissa's mouth found his neck, then moved down to his chest, her teeth grazing his skin. Joey let out a little groan as she continued her descent, her hands hooking into the waistband of his shorts, pulling them down and off in one swift motion.

Joey's cock sprang free, hard and ready as Carissa drew nearer with her kisses. She took him in her hand, her touch light and teasing. As she began kissing around his base, her hand gently drew up and down his shaft, eliciting another groan from the man.

“Yeah,” Joey groaned as she planted more kisses, stroking him a little harder. “That’s so good.”

At Joey’s encouragement, Carissa began kissing her way up Joey’s shaft, planting tiny kisses all the way up to his tip, where she flicked her tongue out to taste him with a playful lick. Joey let out a long, low groan as the woman took him into her mouth, her lips wrapping around him and slowly descending. Carissa looked up, her eyes meeting Joey’s as her head began bobbing. Each time she plunged down on him, Carissa took him a little deeper, her hand working in tandem with her mouth.

“Fuck, Carissa,” Joey groaned, “I need to fuck you so bad.”

Carissa pulled back, a mischievous smile on her lips. “Oh, really?”

In an instant, Joey took hold of Carissa, flipping her onto her back and climbing on top of her. Carissa let out a little whimper as he teased her, grinding the head of his cock against her wetness.

“Is this what you want?” Joey said, stroking his cock up and down her slit.

“Fuck, yes, it is,” she groaned.

“Then beg me for it, Carissa. Beg me to fuck you.”

“Oh, fuck!” Carissa groaned as Joey continued grinding against her. “Please, Joey! Please fuck me! Put your cock in my slutty pussy and make me come!”

Joey smiled and leaned down, his mouth capturing hers in a fierce kiss as he entered her in one smooth thrust, filling her completely.

Carissa groaned into Joey’s mouth, her nails digging into his back as he began to move, his hips thrusting against hers. He set a relentless pace, his body slamming into hers, the sound of their skin meeting filling the room. Carissa wrapped her legs around him, her body meeting his thrust for thrust, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps.

The room was filled with the sounds of their passion, the slap of skin, the rustle of sheets, and the moans and gasps of two people lost in each other. Carissa felt weeks and weeks of sexual tension releasing as Joey pumped into her. It was as if all those times when she couldn’t bring herself to Charlie had built up, and everything was being released like a firehose. Joey’s lips moved to her neck, kissing and leaving love marks as she screamed out in passion. Before she could even register that it was coming, her orgasm crashed into her, coursing through her body and making her shudder in delight. As she convulsed on Joey’s cock, he couldn’t hold back anymore. With a final, powerful thrust, he came, his body shuddering as he flooded her womb with his cum.

That night, Carissa and Joey barely slept. Instead, they fucked again and again, with Carissa occasionally going down on Joey to lap up their collective juices. By the time they did finally fall asleep, Carissa was so proud of herself for finally letting her true feelings for her work husband come out.

The rest of the week could only be described as a nonstop, depraved fuckfest. It was unlike anything Carissa had ever experienced, and she loved every minute. From being taken from behind as she bent over the balcony railing, to fielding noise complaints from the hotel staff, to riding Joey’s cock in a restaurant bathroom during one of their dates, Carissa was absolutely thrilled to be used so often by the man of her dreams.

Joey kept hypnotizing her, of course, but it didn’t seem to calm her down. If anything, it only made her hornier for his cock. After their hypnosis session on Wednesday night, Carissa found herself riding Joey’s cock as she called her husband to wish him a happy birthday. It took everything in her power not to cry out when Joey reached up and started squeezing her tits as she listened to Charlie talk about his week. By the time the call was over, Carissa was so turned on that she was ready to melt down.

“Oh, fuck!” She cried out a half second after ending the call. “Your cock is so much better than his! Come on, baby. Fuck me!”

As they held hands on the flight back home, Carissa looked into Joey’s eyes. “I wish this didn’t have to end,” she said in a slightly sad tone.

“Oh, but it doesn’t,” Joey said, a playful grin coming to his lips.

Carissa looked at him quizzically. “What do you mean? In a couple hours I’m going to be back home with Charlie. Sure, we can still have fun at The Annex, but it has to end there.”

“Come on,” Joey said, “don’t you think I have a plan?”

A month later, Charlie opened his front door and stepped into his house. Almost immediately, he was greeted by the sight of his wife bent over the sofa, grunting obscenely as Joey plowed into her from behind.

“Oh, hi you two,” Charlie smiled, kicking off his shoes. “How was work?”

“Good!” Carissa shouted. “Oh, God! So fucking good!”

“That’s great,” Charlie replied before turning his attention to the man fucking his wife. “Say, Joey, what are we going to work on for tonight’s hypnosis session?”

“I’m, fuck, Carissa, you’re so tight! Fuck, I’m a little busy, Charlie. Ask me when I’m done creaming Carissa’s pussy.”

“Oh, right, right,” Charlie replied. “I’ve just enjoyed our sessions so much. I know I say it all the time, but I’m so glad Carissa connected us. I really owe so much to you. Anyway, I’ll go make some dinner for everyone while you guys finish up. See you soon!”

As Charlie stepped around the rutting duo, Joey groaned out loud, plunging deep into Carissa as he erupted. Carissa cried out in pleasure, her own orgasm triggered by the cum flooding her pussy. As they came down from their orgasms and separated, Carissa couldn’t help but smile. When she was sent to The Annex, she thought it was some sort of punishment; instead, here she was, with a man who wasn’t afraid to use her like the slut she was and a husband who was more than happy to be cucked. Sometimes, she thought, getting annexed can be the best thing ever.