My husband's work rival (you) was recently promoted. This promotion was supposed to be my husband's but you stole most of my husband's clients. Now you're the boss and working him like a . Long hours and last minute trips have become the norm. What makes it extra annoying is that my husband is constantly fixing your fuckups or covering for you. You were supposed to be this amazing young hotshot but you seems more like a fuck up to me. Tonight is my anniversary and I was supposed to have a very fancy, romantic dinner with my husband. Unfortunately you've sent him out of town last minute. I'm pissed and fed up with this incompetent asshole, someone has to stand up to you.
I march down to the offices and angrily confront you. All this nonsense is ruining my marriage and I'm sick of it. I haven’t had sex in months and now I'm spending my anniversary alone. Why'd you steal all of my husband's clients and promotion if you can't handle it?!
Surprisingly, you're very understanding and apologetic. You admit that I'm right. You confess that you were such a workaholic to get this far that your wife had an affair and left you. Ever since then you've been off your game and extra resentful of my husband because he has a hot wife and happy life.
While listening to you, I realise I can fix everyone’s problems tonight. I can help you regain your mojo and take out your frustrations with your ex-wife, get my husband’s work-life balance back, and get what I desperately need. You need to fuck me, hard. You're very reluctant at first so I goad you into it, insulting you to provoke you into taking charge. I eventually bring the bull back out of you as you roughly fuck my face and pussy.
You morph from a weak little cuck who got cheated on back into the big dick bossman who stole my husband's clients, promotion, and now his wife. You shows me what your ex-wife is missing out on and gives me the best anniversary gift I could’ve asked for... a huge facial.
