1. The Boss Is Always Right


    Date: 2/19/2016, Categories: Fiction, Cheating, Cuckold, Wife, Author: 90lbsofDynamite, Rating: 92.2, Source: sexstories.com

    my face as I moved toward him. “I’m not like you. I’m not a fucking wimp.” “I’m only a wimp to my wife,” I spoke even as I unleashed a mighty blow – hitting his jaw so hard he fell to the floor skidding several feet across the tile. I pounced on top of him. As I pummeled his face, I yelled at him, “I don’t like scumbag friends fucking my wife and not having the honesty to admit it.” Getting up I loomed over him. He just laid there while blood gushed out his nose. David held his hands on his face trying to stem the flood. “Even nine years later you still kept your mouth shut. Even when I asked you point blank if you fucked her.” I kicked him in his ribs repeatedly. David rolled on his hands and knees crawling away from me begging me to stop. I followed him landing my foot roughly on his ass, nuts, legs, ribs and back. “Get the fuck out of here now. If I understand it right, you had to the end of the day to clear out. Well, buddy boy, now you have five minutes to get the fuck out of this place. Or I will fuck you up good!” I kicked him like he was some mangy dog. He fell to floor crying begging for forgiveness and mercy. I left the bathroom feeling so much better. I walked to the boss’s assistant’s desk and asked to see her on an urgent matter. I went in and told her what just happened. Her black business suit fit her form showing off her ample breast. Today she wore no blue shirt or tie the coat barely concealed her tits. She lit a cigar and puffed it hard. I half expected ...
    her to fire me. “Good work Phil, excellent initiative. You saved me the trouble of fucking him up. I guess your balls are starting to descend. Remember your place in this company, next time ask my permission before you beat up anyone at work. Now go home and get ready for your night.” I turned to leave. “Wait.” She said and walked around to a plush chair. Pulling her skirt up over her hips she sat on one of the big comfy chairs and spread her legs wide. “Eat me out, baby.” Do I have to tell anyone that I am really starting to like this job again? After I got done she said in a raspy voice, “Mrs. Jennings will like what we have in store for her. You’ll get that account back in the black pronto.” I gathered I would have to do unto her as I am now doing unto my boss. My wife was waiting for me at the door. She wore a form fitting wrap around dress that clung to every part of her body like a second skin. Her midsized swooping breast were not yet sagging, but they were, descending still Meg looked gorgeous. Her thin waist and her perfect ass were quite appetizing. She wrapped her arms around me kissing me as I entered the door. It was a long abandoned tradition from when we first dated. Our lips meet and when her tongue snaked into my mouth I nearly flinched. It had been forever since this had happened. She drew back and looked at me, her face showed surprise. “I taste pussy,” she said not in an angry voice. Still it wasn’t a happy voice. “Bosses orders I had to eat her out. You do ...
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