Does his wife show up?

Right on time

Chad is dutifully working on the assignment you gave him, when his wife walks through the door. She's petite, barely a couple inches over five feet tall, with perky little breasts and close cropped blonde hair. The immodesty panel cut away from the front of her dress reveals a completely smooth pussy as she turns to look at you. You settle down on the edge of Chad's desk and smile at her, not wasting a moment's time. "Ah, you must be Chad's wife. Why don't you come over here and suck my cock."

Chad's wife appears to be resigned to the task, walking over to you and bending down to wrap her lips around you. Your shaft swells eagerly in her mouth, and you take her by the back of the head, forcibly sliding your cock down her throat. It's enough to shake Chad's desk with every stroke. Your balls slap against her chin again and again. It's the only sound filling the room beside the scratching of his pencil and the lewd slurping of his wife.

Before long, you tire of her mouth, grabbing her by the hair and pulling her roughly off your shaft. You slap her in the face a few times with your cock, leaving wet, gooey streaks, before standing up and bending her over the desk, bringing her face to face with her husband. "There you go, Chad. This way you'll finally get to see what her orgasm face looks like. You flip up her skirt to expose her dripping snatch, grabbing her by the hips and easing your massive shaft inside her. You can feel her hot cunt squeeze down on you, milking your shaft as you work yourself into a rhythm. Before long, she's moaning like a whore, tongue lolling out as he eyes roll back. You can feel her juices gushing down her thighs as Chad desperately tries to focus on his work.