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The Bosses Wife
I told you all about my bosses wife coming in to work in her latex trousers in the morning then going home and changing into her sin tight mini skirt with no knickers, As I said she over heard me in the bathroom ** over her and calling her names. she even told me I had left some ** on the wall and to clean it off be fore I went home.
Roll forward to the next day... when I arrived at work her car was already in the carpark, as you can imagine my mind raced as to what she would be wearing, knowing her husband / my boss was not back until Thursday. as I went in I noticed she was not in her office or mine. I went through to the small kitchen area to put the kettle on... I could clearly hear moaning from our unisex bathroom.. I set the kettle down and walking quietly to the door and listened.. It was obvious she was playing with herself.. not only playing but toying,... I could clearly hear the buzz of a battery toy .. she was moaning my name .. "go on you **.. ** that **... ** that ** over my wet ** ** you ** ".... I became instantly hard and massaged my ** through my trousers. Her groans were getting loader and more filth poured from her mouth.. "yesss... good boy.... ** that ** **... ** om my ** fingers buried in my wet **" ... a short yelp rang out almost making me shoot my load in my trousers. after a couple of minutes of various movements i heard the toilet flush...by the time she walked from the bathroom I was back in the kitchen area..
She walked in as if nothing had happened and asked for her usual coffee, i never turned to face her as my ** was still tenting in my trousers, as i heard her walk away I spun round to see her wearing a skin tight black mini dress, just like the skirt it barley covered her ** cheeks, I took the opportunity to squeeze my ** again. Making her coffee I took it through to the office whilst her was on the phone.
Putting the cup down she pushed back on her chair to show me her long legs, her eyes locked on mine, continuing to talk she opened her legs slightly and could see her bald swollen **, still gapping from the ** it had earlier my mouth hung open.. staring .. to get my attention her tapped her fingers on the desk, I dragged my eyes away and she nodded to my ** , covering the phone with her hand she whispered "take it out and ** it for me... Its Mark on here" Mark was her husband ... I was so turned off pushed my trousers and boxers down at the same time and quickly wrapped my hand around my ** and wanked whilst pointing my ** towards her, she picked up her pencil from the desk, lifted one leg over the arm and flicked her ** with the pencil before pushing in her **, I knew i wouldn't last long.. she was telling Mark about how work was going and all kind of ** like that , my legs began to buckle and I knew I was about to erupt she scooted round on her chair and jested me to ** on her fingers and pencil which was almost buried completely in her **... I grunted as my fist jet splattered her fingers, continuing to cover her fingers in my hot thick **.
she finished her phone call stood and adjusted the dress leaving my ** all over her **... "I am working from home for the rest of the day ... see you in the morning" walks straight past me and left...... what the ** will tomorrow bring
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