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Then, I fucked her. I do have legend boobs though. Formalities over and drinks ordered, Jack set out the veto terms. She was very vain.

But Jack wanted my wife as a very personal pa. Finally, exhausted from talking and Wives slut boss stories little drunk, I confessed that the thought of another man with Karen excited me. I did and she took it under her skirt and placed it on the front of her panties. She Wives slut boss stories very damp. I want to be used for sex, because I storoes a dirty little slut. A boxs of one Slut car wash her boobs in quarter cup bra, an upskirt shot and one of her panties so wet from her love juice they clung to the outline of her Wiives. Then, I fucked her.

Jack said the photos were the best CV ever and he would interview us both the next day at a local hotel. We should meet him in the bar. I should take the morning off to help Karen get ready. Karen never wore bright red lipstick. Karen put her makeup on for Jack with bright red lipstick. A hint of slut. Her best undies; half cup bra, matching silky panties and suspenders. A sheer blouse and short leather skirt. Driving to the hotel, she said she was nervous and excited and more alive than ever before. And she asked a thousand times if she looked alright. Jack was at the bar and got up to greet us. Jack moved to a sofa and indicated Karen to sit next to him.

Formalities over and drinks ordered, Jack set out the employment terms. Each upward move was slightly higher. But what was she thinking? And by the way, Chris, your wife is soaking wet between her legs. He continued rubbing her. Now go and take your bra off and meet us over there by the lift, we are going to my room and Chris can watch while I fuck you. Her leather jacket was gaping open to disclose her pert boobs to anyone looking.

Another couple were who had joined us just as the lift arrived. I no longer existed for storirs Wives slut boss stories and she was lost in this passion and lust. Jack rubbed Karen through her silky panties. His boss was a Wives slut boss stories to everyone and a phony, con man, etc. So I was ready to meet a real bss hole. He was a bigger guy, over 6 feet and probably pounds Pretty big gut on him too. About 45 and not at all physically attractive. His wife was there too and she was rather frumpy and not cute. I'm fit, about pounds and while not a 10, probably a 7 and can pull off an 8 if I work it. I do have great boobs though.

His wife ended up leaving to go home to their kids at some point. He flirted a bit I told him how it was a bummer that I'm going to Boston next week to visit my cousin but my husband wasn't going to be there that week and he said that I'm in luck cause he'll be there.

My Boss, Jack (Not To Mention, My Wife)

He demanded I give him my number so he could buy me a drink. Turned out I was staying one night in the same hotel as him since I was using my husbands hotel points. For some reas on I didn't tell Wives slut boss stories husband the plans we made That Sunday, I arrived and got dressed up and wore a low cut dress and heels. Might have been my third cocktail and he said let's take these to go I followed him there and planned to just head to my room right after He told me to have a seat any where and I sat on the bed. He always had a line ready saying "I knew you'd pick the bed".

He came over to me and sat behind me and rubbed my shoulders and then started unzipping my dress. I asked what he thinks he's doing and he said "doing your husbands job like usual" He unzipped my dress and took off my bra and we started kissing. His hands and mouth made it to my breasts while I rubbed his cock through his pants.