Fucking Your Boss' Whore Wife

When your new boss invited you to dinner at his house, you made sure to dress your best, brush up on his own personal history, rowing terminology, all that bull, thinking you'd get some facetime with the bossman, make a good personal impression right in time for performance reviews. But when you arrive, you find that he's otherwise engaged, holed up in his home office, and his wife is tasked with "entertaining" you.

Which, all things considered, isn't the worst outcome. She's a real babe, you'd noticed her in the office in your first few days. Way younger than her 70-something husband, polished but with an edge to her. Kind of kooky. She pours you a cranberry juice, some kind of vitality and health kick she's on...but she doesn't seem to need any "lubrication" to make a pass, honestly. forbidden sober and sexually hungry, it doesn't take more than two minutes before she's fingering herself in front of you, imploring you to cuck her asshole husband, your boss! And what is even more insane? She doesn't stop sucking you, not even when he comes downstairs, giving lame excuses about why he's not joining the party just yet. You even bust in her mouth, under the island, with him feet away, yapping on.

You're disappointed you won't be making any professional moves this evening, but its clear the boss' wife has some moves of her own in mind!