boss’s aggressive wife [cheating]

I have always had this fantasy of fucking my boss’s trophy wife, it’s a bit long but it’s worth the read. So here is how it goes in my mind:

I went to my managers (Jack) house last weekend to pick up some tool for a job that I had to work on that weekend. It is brutal man with the pandemic there hasn’t been a lot business coming in, so every job is appreciated. I ring the bell on the door. It takes a while for someone to respond, which is surprising because my manager was expecting me.

“oh hi Kate, uummm is Jack around?” I struggle with my words stunned by jack’s wife who’s in her silk bathrobe.

“He’s down the street at the other house prepping it for the guest, we have been using the other house for Airbnb, he told me you’ll come over, Jordan right?” she checks me out gazing me from head to toe. Leaning gently against the door frame in her black silk gown.

[MF] The day after I [23M] married my wife [22F]

The day I got married to my wife Laura (not her real name) was absolutely amazing. We had our wedding up in Mackinac Island, which has always been one of my favorite places to visit since I was little. It has a very homey atmosphere, and the views of Lake Huron are great. An interesting thing about the island is that motor vehicles are completely banned there, so the best way to get around (besides walking or biking) is by horse-drawn carriage. Watching all of our family and friends, young and old, take horse-drawn carriages to see us get married was one of the best experiences of my life. We both had a lot of fun that day, and I couldn’t wait for what came afterwards. See, for weeks in advance we had been planning a night of romantic lovemaking on our wedding night, and we brought lingerie, candles, rose petals, the whole shebang.

Poetry & Blood Part 3 [FF] [Mind Control] [BDSM] [Vampire]

**Chapter 3: Questions**

**Laura**

Laura was sore again the next morning. She checked her phone: 8 a.m. Better this time. No knocking on the door either. Laura stared at the landline next to her bed. She could call Nikki or Angelica to get some food. But she hesitated.

Why does she feel better at night than she does in the morning?

That’s not the flu, is it?

She picked up the phone and called Nikki.

“Hello?” croaked a voice on the other end.

“Nikki?”

“Yup.”

“Are you asleep?”

“Not anymore.”

“Sorry,” said Laura. “I thought you’d already be up and working.”

“It’s my day off.”

“Oh.” Laura chewed on her lip. She was being stupid. She should just order the same thing she had yesterday. Angelica was right. The sooner she ate, the better she’d feel.

“Do you need something?” Nikki’s voice was coming in a little clearer, a little stronger.

“To calm down, mostly,” admitted Laura.

“What’s wrong?”

“It’s nothing. I didn’t mean to wake you. Go back to sleep.”

The affair with my work wife (part 2) (FM)

*Here is part 2. You don’t necessarily need part 1, but if you’re interested it can be found on my page along with my other stories. Thank you for reading.*

It felt like forever to reach Sunday morning while I lied in bed alone, dead to the world. I watched the bedside radio flip through each illuminated red number and my ears occasionally caught a sentence or two from the infomercial droning on in the back. I wasn’t so much drunk anymore as I was anxious and now delirious from lack of sleep. *What am I doing?* I asked myself. *Is this really what I want?*

It sure felt like it.

Two of the guys from our team texted me, checking that I got back alright. One of those texts was from Jack, our defacto leader. He didn’t mention Elle by name, but asked if I got lucky and based on his grinch-like grin he wore last night, I think he’s caught on to us. Very truthfully, I told him we are just good friends and nothing happened. I had only begun to trust him and wasn’t sure how he would’ve reacted. Jack didn’t seem to believe me anyway and told me my secret is safe with him. I couldn’t think of a response that wasn’t going to incriminate me, so I said nothing. I still hadn’t heard a word from Elle since the elevator last night, but I guess that should’ve been expected.

Royce Hotel -part 1 -a almost accurate sexual encounter

LUNCH AT THE ROYCE

By

T. Chester Harrington

ACT 1 – Scene 1

​Wednesday like every other day for the past five years started with the routine of getting the housekeeper situated with her list of “to do” chores, feeding the pets and making telephone calls. This day, unlike the other six, involved doing a days work in a few hours and then rushing to be on time for a standing 12:30 PM lunch appointment with Karen, Beverly’s closest friend.

​From the day they arrived in Corpus Christie, Texas, following her husbands transfer, Beverly was unhappy but pretended to be a loyal corporate wife of a busy of an upwardly mobile executive, who unlike her, felt the need to relocate at the whim of his Company’s President as an integral step up the corporate ladder.

Reminding him who’s boss [MF] [Str8] [Femdom] [Feet]

Grant sat hunched over his laptop. His desk illuminated by a single dim lamp as he typed away furiously. The tired man sat back and rubbed his eyes slowly, he had been plugging away at this spreadsheet for hours and he felt like he wasn’t making any progress. He heard a quiet knock, and he turned to see his wife Faye standing in the doorway. She was wearing one of his oversized t-shirts that went down to her knees.

“You coming to bed soon?” She asked.

“Not sure,” Grant replied curtly. His eyes returning to his laptop. He felt his wife wrap her arms around him and squeeze him tight.

“Oh, come on,” she whispered sweetly in his ear. “I know how to make you relax.” Grant could feel his wife’s tongue tracing the edge of his ear lobe. He felt a tingle roll down his spine.

“I’m sorry,” he said as he gently pulled Faye’s arms off him. “I really am, but my boss has been on my ass about this report and if I don’t have it done by tomorrow, she’s going to kill me.”

Fucking my wife in the ass while she uses a dildo in her pusy [MF]

My wife (F30) and I (M29) have always had good sex and I make her cum most times we fuck. However, this time her satisfaction went of the charts.

It had been a while since we last had sex as we had to isolate as best we could from each other as she tested positive for COVID, so this involved sleeping in separate bedrooms and no touching etc for 10 days. Safe to say this drove each other crazy as we normally have a lot of sex.

My wife is 5″5, long brunette hair, D cup boobs and an absolute peach of an arse. I love spanking it so damn much.

Anyhow she’s fully recovered and after two weeks we’re both in the mood and get down to business, I start by going down on her and bringing her to orgasm. she then pushes me back and out of nowhere brings out a big dildo (that I’ve never seen before) and some lube. We have neve really used toys in the bedroom other than the odd cockring and sometimes a small bullet vibrator.

How i (18F) lost my virginity to my Dad’s boss (M53) [FM]

So my dad’s boss is Peter, and is also a family friend. We frequently met at parties hosted by my parents and sometimes by him and his wife, they didn’t have any kids. Now, i always had a small crush on him because he had this aura around him. He always acted like a gentlemen. Polite and he never drank too much. He was not particularly muscular or chiseled up but i liked him for him. He was just extremely nice to me. Alright, so now, in one of our get-togethers which was hosted at his place, i noticed that he was not his usual self and i didn’t see his wife at all. I asked him what was the matter, he hesitated at first but i made a cute face and he was told me that lately he and his wife has been having some problems and she has left his house without telling him anything. And i was like wtf? At the same time that kinda made me a little horny knowing that his wife is out of the picture, atleast for tonight. I knew that now is my chance. My parents are both heavy drinkers so after the party ended, i just told them that i’ll help Peter clean up, so after everyone left i helped Peter. I have a great ass, so everytime I had to bend, I made sure my ass was facing Peter. Peter at first, tried to look away but i caught him peeking a few times later as the cleaning progressed. After everything was done and dusted Peter thanked me but before he could say much i asked him for a glass of red wine. He obliged and poured himself some Scotch. We started talking, he told me that his wife and his sex drives don’t match. They’re always not in sync. I asked him point blank what does he think about me. He kinda blushed a little and told me that i am a beautiful young women. I asked him why is he blushing? And he said that he finds me very attractive and then he suddenly cuts himself short and says that its not appropriate, which just makes me wet. I told him fuck what’s appropriate and we start to make out! It gets hot he grabs my breasts while we passionately kiss, it was soo hot and sexy. He kisses my collarbone and i remove his pants. He has an awesome dick its not the longest i have seen but it had girth. I start to suck on it while grabbing his balls, kinda playing with them. I told him lets do the deed on his bed. He agrees and asks me whether I’m sure? I say, ‘lets fuck’. We reach his bedroom. Makes me even wetter thinking that we are fucking on his marital bed. He slowly and gently enters my pussy, it was so wet. We start to fuck. It was like magic, everything felt amazing. He was about to cum and was planning to not cum inside me. I told him to cum inside me because i was soo horny. Finally he cums inside my pussy. I orgasam too. Uffff.. I take his cum in my fingers and taste it. It was definitely a new experience for me i never thought sex could be so enjoyable. I spend the night at his place and sneak back to my place before my parents woke up.

New client is my dad ch1 pt1/2 [father, daughter, taboo, office, boss]

*BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP*

I rolled over and reached for my phone so that I can shut off my alarm.

Thank god it’s Friday, I thought to myself as I laid back on the bed.

Unable to even open my eyes yet, I rolled over on my husband’s chest being cautious not to let myself fall back asleep. Just in case though, I always have three alarms set on my phone…

Yeah… I’m not a morning person.

My husband Neil wrapped his arm around me and pulled me tighter against him as he kissed my forehead.

“One more day,” Neil said.

I merely nodded in agreement while at the same time trying to snuggle in a little tighter.

Neil and I have been married for a couple of years. We met in college and instantly fell in love. We kind of rushed into life, but I wasn’t complaining. He was a sweet, loving, handsome and successful husband that every girl would chase after. He only had eyes for me though sooo… Jackpot!