Cuckold Wife Rides Boss Hard

I was home early, already dressed the way I wanted him to find me. Black bondage lingerie. Suspenders. Stockings. High heels. The kind of outfit that says tonight is ours.
Then he walked in from work and said he had a surprise too.
I thought it was a gift. It was not. He opened the door and his boss stepped into our bedroom.
It was supposed to be our night. Instead I was standing there almost naked in front of a stranger. I was furious. He had turned our night into a show. So I made a decision right there: if he wanted me displayed, I would give him a show he would never forget. I was going to fuck his boss while my pathetic husband watched from the corner.
I started on the boss first. Teasing. Kissing. Taking him into my mouth while I looked at my husband and told him exactly what I thought of him. How small he felt next to this man. How quiet he stayed. How he just stood there like a good little cuckold while another man used his wife. SPH came easy. The words were already in my mouth.
Then I touched myself in front of both of them. I wanted to be wet and ready for a cock that actually filled me. I climbed on and rode him. Slow at first, then harder, then I turned around and gave him a reverse ride so my husband had to watch my ass bounce on his boss’s cock. I begged him to cum inside me. I wanted it. I wanted my husband to see it happen.
When we finished I praised the boss out loud. His size. How he fucked. How much better it felt. Then I planned the next date while my husband was still in the room. Next time he can bend me over his desk at the office, pull the curtains, and keep my husband in that little office chair so he can watch his wife get taken at work.
That was my revenge. Not leaving. Not screaming. Just taking the better man in our bed and making sure the cuckold never looked away.