Bargaining With My Boss To Put A Baby In My Wife

Luckily I had a front seat to the show.

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I’d always imagined the goddess Aphrodite to look something like Alexis did right now. Black heels, a sex thong and a black demi cup babydoll that propped up her considerable breasts so that I could see her hard nipples.

How I wanted to take them in my mouth and tease them till she moaned in pleasure. Only I knew that wasn’t on the cards tonight. She lay on our dining room table but while the show was for me, I was the voyeur not a participant in the main event.

My boss, Lance stood over her, his impressive girth jutting out from his naked body as it rested over the top of her thong. It reached almost to her belly button.

I’d been cuckolded by him before. Once, the first time was in this very room.

It was how everything had begun. He’d taken my wife for his pleasure and I’d been promoted. That was how things work at Reynolds Cap. He enjoys his employees wives, they enjoy his considerable girth, and hubbies get a fat pay rise to ease their wounded pride.

Now he was offering me a seat at the table, an executive role in the company I just never really thought through the price of it until now.

He wanted to impregnate my wife.

I’m ashamed to say, I was already hard, but I put that down to the state of my wife. Rather than the prospect of seeing him take Alexis in front of me again.

Was this revenge for cuckolding her with Lauren?

I didn’t think so. Things had been so good lately. But now this. I could see Alexis’ eyes staring at his hardon like it was the last cock on Earth. I could see she wanted this. But did she want this for her, or did she want it for us?

Was I really entertaining this as an option?

“Baby,” Alexis pleaded. “I’m ready. I’ve been off the pill for weeks. I haven’t had anyone else since Lauren. I need this. I want this. Please.”

Suddenly my morning blowjobs made a lot more sense. If Alexis wasn’t on the pill, the only way to ensure I didn’t get her pregnant was to drain me regularly. Sending me to the office with a smile on her face while she made ready for this day.

There was an intentional calculation to it that I was both irritated by and admired.

I looked to Lance who was eying my wife with a smoldering hunger I’d not seen in him before. I knew he wanted this. For him it was the ultimate conquest. He lived for moments like this.

The old me probably would have caved, and just said yes.

The new me. The me that had done his secretary on our kitchen table while my wife and her husband watched, knew there was a way to turn this to all our advantage.

New me was an opportunistic bastard who recognized the power I held tenuously in my hands.

So I sat down at the head of the table, put my feet up, leaned back in my chair and asked, “Inner circle you say, tell me more.”

Lance actually smiled the cocky bastard. With one hand he rubbed his hard on against the thin layer of lacy fabric keeping him out of my wife, eliciting a groan from her before he answered me.

“Each year I can take one male guest to the CEO’s conference in Vegas. It’s a week of debauchery the likes of which you can’t even imagine. I am taking Alexis with me. If you’re in the inner circle, you can have the guest seat and join in the festivities.”

I had a pretty vivid imagination, but a gathering of the ultra wealthy in Sin City, he was right, I had no idea just how wild that might get.

“I took Trina Goldman with me last year,” he laughed. “Of course we left Frank at home, but gee did Trina earn that Mercedes. I’m surprised she could sit down on the flight home. Then again we flew private and she spent most of it bent over the bed in my jet.”

That was an image I couldn’t dislodge from my mind. Trina was something of a rival to Alexis. The two women were always trying to one up each other. Trina had been first into the ERB, before we’d even known what it was, and she’d lauded that Mercedes over my wife all Summer.

She was also a fitness fanatic and in incredible shape, Alexis was definitely more blessed in the breast department but Trina had an ass that could give a man a boner at a hundred yards.

“Throw in Trina, and you have a deal,” I replied. Frank had been giving me hell after my wife had started showing up at the office. We both knew what Lance was doing to Alexis, and he enjoyed rubbing it in my face. A little payback would be sweet indeed.

Alexis’ eyes grew wide. She was as jealous as she was possessive, though she had little right to be. The thought I was going to be sticking it to Trina did sweeten the pot immensely.

“If you’re in the executive branch, you can call on her anytime. Frank has no prospect of promotion the little cuckie. No ambition there, so she’s yours whenever you like.”

“How about tonight, let’s make it official?” I replied eager to set things in stone, lest he should change his mind. Once he was inside my wife, there’d be no going back. I had no doubt my virile boss would get the job done.

“I’ll call her now, she’ll be here by dessert,” Lance laughed and pulled out his phone. “You want to see the power of the inner circle. Watch this?”

He pulled out his phone and dialed, as he did I looked Alexis in the eyes. I could see the cocktail of lust and jealousy there. Good, now she knew how I felt.

“Alexis dear, you can’t take that monster dry, best get to work while he makes the call,” I said from my place at the head of the table.

My wife gave me a cheeky smile, slid off the table and dropped to her knees on our dining room floor. She tenderly kissed my boss’s cock, before taking it into her mouth.

“That’s it Alexis,” Lance encouraged as he worked the huge head into her pretty little mouth.

“Oh Trina, there you are,” Lance startled as the phone was answered. “I’m going to need both of you. Yes, tonight.”

My wife dialed up her efforts slobbering all over his massive shaft as she stroked him to full mast.

“No, not my penthouse. I’m actually nearby. I’m at Ralph and Alexis’s place, I believe you know the way. Be here in half an hour. I have a treat for you.”

Lance hung up the phone and set it on the table.

“Satisfied,” he asked as he placed his hands on the back of my wife’s head.

“I will be,” I replied with a broad grin. “Very soon.”

The thought of Trina Goldman bent over my dining room table was going to make the next few minutes far more palateable.

“I misjudged you, Ralph,” Lance smiled as he lifted Alexis to her feet. “I think you’re going to do very well, here.”

I smiled. This side of the Executive Relief and Benefits program was even better.

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