One Night With My Wife: Cucked By My Boss by Jaime Thorne

Author:Jaime Thorne [Thorne, Jaime]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2022-11-02T00:00:00+00:00

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"More," she begged him, "Oh god more."

Vi was pressed nearly right up on top of me. I could smell her sweat, could make out the individual beads of it on her brow as he worked her body just right.

With a crack his hand landed on her ass again but she didn't jump, she just moaned and wiggled her butt on him. She started to press back against him, to meet his strokes forward with her hips slamming back as the speed increased.

"Your wife is strong, but not as strong as me. Besides this is my specialty, breaking women to my will. Well, breaking people to my will."

Sliding his hands up they moved under her body and he lifted her off the chair. Her fingers clung to the armrests but soon she was pressed back against him, his hands roaming over her breasts and grasping and squeezing at them with deliberate possessive movements.

"I break people, it's what I do. I move in and I dominate and there is nothing they can do in my wake. Men, I don't fuck them. I fuck them over. You're starting to see that now, to understand it. You're starting to realize where this ends."

"No," I said, shaking my head in disbelief, "You can't."

Gerard slipped his hand up to my wife's throat, clenching around it and squeezing tight enough to put a bit of color into her cheeks. Over her shoulder I saw him grin, his eyes flashing with delight at my helplessness.

"Oh you can't do a thing about it, Richie. You get to sit there and watch. Like all the others, you're complicit in this. And you know the truth just as much as they do.

"Your wife will do anything I ask of her. Anything to keep the movement of my hips and the thrust of my cock. She's mine now, if I want her. And maybe I'll play with her tomorrow night, the night after, the night after that. Because she belongs to me, isn't that right dear?"

I stared into the eyes of my wife, watching them glazed over with lust. I remembered the deal we made and the discussions we had together.

She told me to trust her.

But she didn't look like herself right now. I barely recognized the woman standing in front of me, body blushing and strained with need. If I had to guess, I wouldn't put money on the plan still being a part of this.

Some plan. Some kind of plan that she worked. Telling me that she had to make it in my absence. Telling me I wasn't a good enough liar to really sell it.

Trust was an intrinsic part of our marriage but what about when our marriage comes crumbling down around us? What about when we don't have any plan to hold onto anymore? What about when he finally breaks her?

"You," she confesses, every ounce of truth in her voice, "I belong to you now, body and soul."

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