My Boss Orders, I Do

I worked hard literally, and noticed my boss stepping out just before lunch, feeling at least a little relieved that he was gone and that I could focus.

I'm not an idiot. There was every chance he was going back to my place to fuck my girl, but I could at least put it in the back of my mind and work for a while.

When he finally came back, it was almost the end of the day, and he just went into his office and didn't say anything to me.

I went home, and walking through the door saw my Cindy sitting on the couch watching TV and with her laptop on just browsing. Nothing out of the ordinary.

And after a kiss on the cheek and some cute jokes and hugs, I sat on the couch with her, and then heard her gently suggest to me. "Hey, babe...?"

I panicked. If this was it, this was it. I played it cool. "Yeah?"

"I uh..." She cleared her throat and tried to play cool too but it was obvious. She was trying to be subtle and think of a natural way to suggest it but I could tell. She'd gotten a text from him and was moving to tell me whatever the fuck it was. Is this my life now? Humiliated, but fucking thrilled.

"Babe have you had a shower yet? You must be tired-y poo." She said. This was even more obvious. Why would she say something so specific. I nodded and moved to fake sniff myself and then squeezed her thigh and stood up.

"Ah right perfect. Ahh... yeah I think I... yeah. I'll freshen up." Was all I could think to say.

And still in my work clothes, getting my phone out, I opened my emails and sure enough, there it was.

Another video. Showing them fucking. In this bathroom. It smelled fresh, like they'd fucked and then covered the smell somehow, which I found pointless, until I realised he was playing this game, right. He wants us to keep up the facade.

I couldn't play the video even though I was pretty sure it was important, so before even checking the email I went out to get my headphones and a speaker and made some excuse about a call before showering.

I went in the bathroom, locked the door, put the headphones on, scrolled down the email. And sure enough.

Play this video, jack off to it and cum to it, and send proof of you cumming in a reply by tomorrow or you're fired and they're both leaked.

I gulped. I pressed play.