1. The Boss Is Always Right


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

    fucking tight? She cooed in my ear sweet loving words. We fucked for perhaps thirty to forty minutes then she cleaned me with her mouth and got me off again orally. After we had finished, we lay in each others arms it was – touching and tender. No angry words were spoken. That was when I told her the other bad news. He was going in bareback. She reared back and looked at me. Then said, “Okay, I guess. I don’t like that though.” Meg laid back on me and rubbed my chest putting her soft warm lips on my ear as she whispered, “Tomorrow night after he is finished you have to clean me out with your tongue. Promise me you will.” That tore at my heart and at the same time excited me, “I promise,” as I told her she drifted off to sleep. We slept arm in arm soundly throughout the night. I made sales calls on the road the next day. Talking to clients I watched them and wondered about this man or that fucking my wife. I had a constant erection even driving from one location to another. I pulled up outside Jennings and Associates I realized Joseph A. Jennings had died a few weeks before. Oh, lord, who was in charge there now? I thought better of going in and left without visiting the client. I called and talked to the purchasing agent over the phone about what they wanted to order. “Mrs. Jennings is holding her next order until something is worked out. I can’t tell you what it is, but she spent the day with MS Sorenson on Monday. Then had dinner with her last night. Would you like to ...
    speak to her?” I told her no and hit disconnect on my smartphone. Shit, what was this about? The boss had said there was no use discussing Jennings unless I kept Hastings. My heart raced I rushed back to the office then ran to the bathroom. Looking in the mirror I felt the panic well up. Then, David, my best friend walked in. He had been my best man at my wedding. And I now knew he had fucked my wife all those years ago. I didn’t like that the bastard had done that to me. I didn’t like that he had never come clean about it. I especially didn’t like that the prick had told her my secret. My nerves calmed down I knew he was on the bubble as well. I knew something else whatever else was going to happen, I was going to kick his ass. My fear and anxiety about the future died as anger took over. “David, ole buddy how are you?” “I’m in a shit load of trouble man. Jane is leaving me and I am getting canned. Can you believe it that dyke bitch of a boss expected me to tell Jane she had to fuck some big wig from O’Conner? Of course, I said no.” I turned and looked at him and smiled. David, from what I hear, is hung like a horse. He is also vain, and petty. But he is a foot shorter than me and I outweigh him by seventy-five pounds. I’m pretty muscular and I had had enough of him. “You mean Jane said no, don’t you? That is why she is leaving you because she didn’t like the question. Isn’t that the real truth? Then because she said no Erling, fired your ass,” I kept my sick smile plastered on ...
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