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The Fucking Bookie And My Boss's Hot Wife

Date: 10/11/2017, Categories: Cheating, Author: kornslayer1, Rating: , Source: LushStories

firing me over this?" "Well, as you might have guessed, I have a proposition for you." I let out a deep breath. "Thank you, sir." "Don't thank me yet. Just keep in mind, for purposes of this looking legitimate, I'll have to fire you after its over." My head aimed down and drops of sweat fell off. "What did you have in mind?" He walked towards me. "I've noticed that every time you see Faye, you eye fuck her and she does the same." My hands instantly covered my face. "Don't be embarrassed, you're a guy. Did you know that the company is worth ten million bucks now?" "No," I answered, uncovering my face. "Well, you helped make that happen. Now, with the company being so valuable, it has actually become a marriage liability, rather than an asset." "So?" "So, she's wearing an eight-hundred dress and has a million other expensive things around here. In short, since the company has taken off, she has taken me for a ride. If I stay married, she'll run me out sooner or later. If I divorce her, she gets half my money anyway. So, you can see the problem here." I scratched my head again as I glanced at the floor. "Are you suggesting that I sleep with your wife, so you don't have to pay her a divorce settlement?" "Yes, so we both benefit here." "No, Bruce. I'm not that desperate to break up a marriage," I made clear, turning around. "Think about it. Matt strikes me as a bad guy and I can already see what he did to your car. What will he do next?" I ran right out and didn't say goodbye ... to Faye. I got in my car and jetted off. "She is hot, but I can't just fuck her for him as favor like that. That is fucked up," I said, breaking the speed limit. I arrived home and went right inside. As I walked in the living room, I turned on a lamp and my phone went off. "You made the message clear, Matt. I don't need anymore threats," I groaned, looking at my phone. "I don't care," Matt confessed, coming out of my bedroom with his bat. I put my arm up and pointed at him as I was shaking. "You said I had until tomorrow." "You do, I'm just checking to see that you are getting your ducks in a row. It doesn't seem that you are," he suggested, before he bashed the bat into the wall. "Hey, shit!" "Tomorrow, you better hand me at least a grand. You better know that I'm serious," he said, strolling towards the front door. He left as my heart was racing again and my hands were on my head. "Shit!" I rumbled, lowering my hands. There was a knock at the door. "Go away, you made your point!" "Rich, it is me, Faye." I looked towards the door and saw her waving, while still wearing her dress and make up. "You've gotta be kidding me," I said, walking to the door. I opened the door and she barged in. She looked right at the hole. "What happened?" "Nothing, what are you doing here?" She stood right in front of my bedroom door with her back to me. "You could say, 'Giving into temptation.'," she answered, putting her right hand on her back. She unzipped her dress and it fell right off her, ...