After a long day at the office, dealing with the usual stress of business deals, managing staff, and piling up paperwork, I felt a tension building up in my body. That was compounded by the frustrating off-limits short skirts and low-cut tops walking around the office who had recently been hired, calling attention to their long legs and titillating cleavage that made me question exactly why the hiring manager brought them on board – that dirty pig. My wife had been less than helpful throughout the week as well, calling my gaze to her shapely ass and legs visible in the tight cut fabric of her dresses that she knows drives my dick wild, but keeping a hectic schedule that didn’t give me the time to corner her to shove my cock between her tits and into her mouth. Closing out the work day on Friday, I was ready to start the weekend with a release of tension, and my dick was already starting to swell in anticipation of bending her over and fucking her roughly. As I headed out the office on foot towards the grocery store for supplies, I texted my wife to remind her of the poker game happening that night at the house – and asked her to slip into something sexy, knowing how much my mates enjoyed eye-fucking her with her incredibly shapely body, beautiful smile, and bouncy demeanor around company as she refilled drinks and delivered plates of appetizers.