1. Her Husband's Boss


    Date: 10/13/2016, Categories: Fantasy, Cheating, Domination/submission, Author: Mario Caliente, Rating: 90.9, Source: sexstories.com

    opened the door, and took a cursory look outside to make sure her young son wasn’t already off the school bus and walking up the sidewalk. Slater paused halfway out the door and looked back at her. A wry smile again formed on his lips. “You’re a great piece of ass, Mrs. Jones.” “Get out!” she cried, and the door literally hit him in the ass as she slammed it shut behind him. With the door shut, Jessica leaned back against it and shut her eyes tightly. “Yes!” she cried. She felt like she had just been through a buzz saw and, in a way, she had been, but it had been worth it. And yes, the son-of-bitch Slater was right. She had enjoyed it! And that scared her. XV. Jessica ran quickly back upstairs to shower before Michael Junior got home. She figured she had only ten minutes. In the shower, she allowed the warm water wash over her, cleansing her of any telltale signs of her illicit tryst. This included a small brush that went deep into her vagina to clean out every last remaining drop of cum that her husband’s boss had deposited there. If she was able to cheat on her dear husband in such a shocking and brazen fashion, then she could most certainly renege on her verbal promise to the man with whom she had cheated in regard to going to bed that night with his sperm still inside her. As she cleaned her pussy, an alarming thought occurred to her. What were the odds that birth control pills failed? Was in one per cent? What if.. what if she discovered in a few weeks… that she was ...
    pregnant?! How would she know who the father was…? She immediately used the brush inside her vagina with increased vigor. Out of the shower and back in a clean robe, her hair wrapped in a towel, Jessica was staring in anguish in the mirror at the bright red hickey on her neck. The bastard! The weather was too warm for a turtleneck, or even a scarf as that bastard had flippantly suggested. She would have to put a band aide there and make up some excuse to tell her husband. At that moment she heard the school bus stop in the cul-de-sac. She ran to the bedroom window and saw her son alight. She raced downstairs to have the door open for him before he knocked. As she left the bedroom, she made a mental note to come back before her husband returned to straighten up the disheveled bed and check for any other telltale signs of her wayward sin. XVI. Three months later, a thankfully not pregnant Jessica Jones was having Sunday morning coffee with her husband Michael. Vice President Michael Jones. They had already found a new, much larger house and were in the process of buying it. Jessica told her husband that her friend Monica and she had bought tickets to Las Vegas for four days the following week. Sort of an end-of-summer fling. Michael Junior would be at summer camp. Could Michael Senior take care of himself home alone? Of course, he assured her. It would be great for her to get away. He then added that, by coincidence, his boss, Michael Slater, would be in Las Vegas at that time at ...
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