Chapter 33
by 
Yelawolf
Do you tell her why or keep being mad at your case of Impotence?
Keep stooling in your anger
"You want to know why. I can't get hard because of everything. My fucking boss is flirting, touching, and buying you exorbitant enormous gifts that I can't live up to. Those fucking panties you have on make my skin crawl." You stare at her ass in her white lacy underwear, so much more enticing than you ever thought as you linger longer at the owned tagline. "All of this is making me feel like I am a total failure."
She stands then pushed you onto the bed and sat in your lap. Her hands softly rubbing your face. "I'm sorry babe. I'm sorry... I shouldn't have let him give me this... But you are the one who told me to do this. For your career."
"Babe." You tremble and convulse in a panic attack letting the emotions out. "I know you want things. Your eyes light up every time you show me all of William damn godsends gifts. I see the look in your eyes. I know you wanna fuck him too." You say as her eyes shift away from you. You grab her face making her look at you. "Do you wanna fuck him."
"I can't say that." She said trying to think of an excuse.
"Tell me the truth."
"I'm trying to babe. But I don't know. I see the shape you are in. Mmm maybe. Maybe I do want to fuck him. But I won't. Our relationship is built on both of our backs. Not on the sack of money William can give us." The only thing you are taking from her words is she is thinking about fucking your boss. You couldn't get your boss large cock assaulting Amy holes. Mouth, ass, pussy, fucking everything passing through on vacation.
As she says and commits to wanting to fuck your boss. Your soft cock found a little life. Both of you comprehend it as her cheek sat perfectly on your cock. You sense your cock head prodding her ass cheek as she lightly moans. You grab her chin. "I... Love you." You impulsively push her onto the mattress, staring at her cunt and perky pink nipples.