1. The Boss Is Always Right


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

    understand don’t you?” I didn’t want her angry at me while I loved the new relationship with my boss I wanted my relationship with my wife to get better. I wanted us to grow close like we were in high school before she realized how inadequate my cock was. “Really you got to eat her? WOW, honey that is really very special. Oh – my – god you might get a promotion.” I shook my head, “No, I’m serious dear you don’t know how good you are at that do you?” “I figure that is how I kept you,” I admitted. “Well, I have been mad at you dear, I don’t hate you. I have never ever hated you dear. Oh, you think I hate you don’t you?” Her brow furrowed and she hugged me. “I like sex, I like the feeling of being filled up, but I don’t hate you. I never wanted to leave you. I never let a man fuck me without a condom. I got angry about you asking me if Thornton was yours. How could you think I would have another man’s child?” She laid her head against my chest. “When he died I … I wanted to die … I wanted you to die too, but only because he was gone. I don’t blame you. I need you to know I never hated you. I never would want to have another man’s kid.” Then she moved away and turned her back to me. Her shoulders straightened up as she wiped her eyes turning back to me she smiled. “To a new beginning,” her lips met mine, once again our tongues intertwined. When she broke from me she took my hand and led me to the dining room. The table was set for three, two chairs on one sat side by side. Across ...
    from them, one chair positioned for me to observe them eat. “By the way, you are not a good pussy muncher you are a fantastic one. I predict a promotion for you.” I decided I better come clean right then with my suspicions about the second account. “I think I have to do oral sex on Mrs. Jennings. I believe that is how I get that account back. Is that going to be okay?” I asked nervously worried she might not like that. “Can I watch or maybe join in?” She bubbled over with enthusiasm. “I’ll check.” The table was lit by candle light. The best china and silver wear was there. The salad was ready and I could smell the surf and turf which were being kept at the ready in chaffing dishes at the butler’s pantry between the dining room and kitchen. We looked at the elegant layout and I filled with pride at what a magnificent effort my wife had preformed on my behalf. I complimented her on how she looked and how wonderful the house looked. Looking at my watch I estimated he would be there in less than fifteen minutes. As it turned out I was right, he arrived before I stopped looking at my watch. I watched as Meg answered the door. George stepped in bending down to her to give her a kiss on the cheek. Without any coaxing she looked at him her apparent disappointment showed. “George you can do better than that.” She moved to him her right leg snaked around him up near his waist her right arm ran up to the back of his head pulling him toward her while her left wrapped around his back. As ...
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