CHEATING | AFFAIR | CASUAL SEX | LOVER | UNFAITHFUL WIFE

F***ing my Husband’s Boss

I pretend I did it to save his job…. but I just needed to feel a woman again

I had to do it, I had to save Harry’s job.

The entire family economy was at stake. We’d decided long ago that I would be a stay-at-home mom and take care of the house and kids: after all, my husband’s career was proceeding faster than mine… it seemed the most logical choice for us.

Until his company got acquired, and Mr Garrett became his boss.

His career suffered an abrupt stop. His new boss started treating him like a low-level subordinate, and Walt got sucked into a spiral of depression and couldn’t come out of it for months.

To think Mr Garrett seemed so friendly when we met him at the first company party, right after the acquisition… I was sure he and Walt would become close buddies.

Nothing of sort. He was aiming at me… but when he approached me, I refused him.

To be honest, though, his advances were having some effect on me. After all, Harry was not taking care of me anymore. For the first time in years, I had to resort to masturbation to please myself. Which I found pretty humiliating, given the fact I was still a beautiful woman. He used to be flirty, to tease me all day, and to finish his work in the night, in bed. Now, he was just a ghost in the house.

I was consuming my dildo. I wanted a real cock.

I could have coped with his depression but not with the fact he was doing nothing to try to solve it. No action whatsoever. Not even a visit to the therapist I had suggested him. That made me angry, restless. I couldn’t see the light at the end of the tunnel.

I needed intimacy. I needed my husband back.

Mr Garret continued to push his way inside me with a mix of flirty and alluring messages that eventually got me.

I told myself I was doing it because I feared he would fire Harry.

In truth… I just wanted to feel a woman, again.

The first time, I gave Mr Garrett a simple blowjob in his office.

So cliché.

I dressed in a business suit and pretended to have an appointment with him. As soon as we were alone in his office, he pulled out his cock.

“Suck it,” he commanded.

Well… I wanted it more than him, I think. His dick was so hard, big, juicy. His powerful hand pushing my head to his crotch was exactly what I needed. I wanted more of that power.

Finally, I was in the hands of a man, again… and what a man! Mr Garrett was young, handsome, insatiable.

I let him cum in my mouth that day, something I had never done with my husband. I swallowed his entire load, grateful for his caresses to my head, while I finished cuddling his cock with my tongue. Then, he grew in my mouth again, and I just continued sucking and licking until another load filled my mouth.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

In the evening I couldn’t think about anything else than Mr Garrett hard cock. I wanted it in my mouth again. I wanted his hands to push on the back of my head as he violated my throat. I wanted him to fuck my pussy hard, to fill it with his warm spunk.

I was the one texting him, first, and in the afternoon of the next day, I was already sitting in the back of his car, blowing his beautiful cock again.

It became a routine. He would stop by with his car every morning, and I would suck his cock dry. His cum became my breakfast, and I wanted it more by the day. Twice a week I found an excuse to visit him at his office. In the evening, when nobody was around.

He fucked me so hard. Being taken doggie-style bend on his desk is what I loved the most. Sometimes he would sit behind me and just slide two or three fingers in my cunt, not stopping until I reached my orgasm. Other days he would spread my cheeks and take my ass. I had never been fucked in the ass, before. I started liking it so much, that I would never say no to it.

Whatever he does, makes me feel desirable. I’m a woman, with him.

Last month, Harry has been promoted. His self-confidence is back to the roof, and his sexual drive, too. He wants me every day, and I’m happy to oblige. After all, I missed him.

He seems particularly happy that I let him take my little hole, too.

Mr Garrett didn’t mention anything, but I’m sure Harry’s career will come to no halt if I keep providing his boss with everything he needs.

Well… I’m willing to.

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