Back at work

As you drive back to work, you continue to fantasize about the women and the things you hope to do with them in the future, and before you know it, you're pulling back into the lot. You lug the equipment back into the building and as you're about to open the door to the storage room, your boss catches site of you and jogs over.

"Hey David, are you just getting back from my house?" he asks.

"Yeah Mr. Jensen, I am. Why, is something wrong?" you ask calmly, but a portion of you is terrified that he found out that you're not only fucking his wife, but now also his daughter.

"No, nothing's wrong." he chuckles, immediately putting your fears at ease. "I just wanted to know how things went."

"Oh, it went well." you reply. "She did have this one spot that I really had to get in there deep to take care of, but I think I worked it out. She might be a little sore later though." you tell him, mentally chuckling at how much sexual innuendo there can be when you're talking about a massage. "Oh, and your daughter is home too." you add in. "I was in the middle of massaging your wife, but I heard something about your ex being sick and not wanting to catch it." you inform him, giving the impression that you were only half listening and more focused on your job.

"Oh, ok." he says, registering that bit of news then continues. "Listen, why I stopped you David, is because I wanted to tell you I appreciate the work that you've done with my wife. I know it's not ideal having the boss's wife as your regular massage client, but she's always in a great mood after work on her, and you know the saying, happy wife, happy life." he says, chuckling at his joke.

"Hey, no problem Mr. Jensen. It's part of the job." you say, acting the part of the dedicated employee. "Besides, it could be a lot worse. You could be married to Mrs. King." you say, referencing a morbidly obese client that you've, fortunately, never had to massage.

Mr. Jensen visibly shudders at that thought. "Don't you ever put a thought like that out in the world again." he says to you in a mock, stern voice. "Anyway, thanks again, and have a good rest of your weekend." he tells you as he begins to walk away.

"You too Mr. Jensen." you call back, and watch him walk away. He really is a good guy to work for. you think to yourself as you begin putting away your supplies. If his wife wasn't so hot and so amazing in bed, I might actually feel a little guilty and consider calling things off. Of course now that I found out his daughter is just as freaky, that'll never happen! Oh well, I guess I'll just have to see how long I can keep this up for before we're caught and I get fired. you finish thinking, aware that it's unlikely this infidelity will continue to remain a secret, but content to enjoy every last second of it while it lasts.