Greg Saunders, your boss' husband

You have had a bit of a thing for your boss, Jacqueline Saunders' husband, Greg, for quite some time. Like his wife, Greg seemed to defy the wear-and-tear of age and was a prime, masculine specimen. He had sandy brown hair with touches of gray to it that you thought made him look distinguished. In great physical shape, known to regularly exercise at the local gym, he had broad shoulders and well muscled arms you just wanted to have wrapped around you, His chest was well-built, not overly thick, but definitely firm. You've pictured running your hands along it more than once. More than once you've admired the older man's ass, picturing what it'd be like dig your nails into it as he fucks you.

For awhile you kept the fantasy just that. While being married wasn't a deal breaker for you, you respected "Jackie" as both your boss and a friend so you weren't a hundred percent sure about seducing her husband. That changed during one of Greg's office visits. He'd always been very friendly toward you, flirtatious even. You responded in kind every time, though never anything really risque. Jackie had just finished a meeting with some of the company's big investors, and you and her were still sitting at the boardroom desk when Greg came in.

"Hey, babe. Carol said you were done and I could just come in," Greg had said with one of his trademark charming smiles.

"Greg! Good to see you, sweetie. Suzy and I were just wrapping up some finishing touch. Come sit with us," Jackie encouraged.

"Think I will."

One of Jackie's top executives had sat directly to Jackie's right with you beside him. This meant there was an empty seat between you and Jackie that Greg smoothly moved into.

"Good to see you too, Suzy. How are you?" He asked you.

"Very well, thank you." He had smelled great. Must have had some good cologne on.

"That's good to hear. Jackie needs you to keep her on track," Greg teased.

"Oh hush, you," Jackie scolded.

This led to a bout of friendly banter. You smiled, then gave a small start. You had worn a mid-length skirt that day, showing off some leg, but not too much. Basically you weren't planning to show off that day. So it came as a surprise when you suddenly felt Greg's hand on your knee. You looked over at him briefly, as if to see if it had been a mistake, but then you felt it slide up your leg and onto your thigh, all the more sliding your skirt up. Having your longtime lust-interest feeling up your leg in front of your boss and his wife was a huge turn on. You work to maintain a neutral expression as Greg and Jackie talk, doing your best not to draw attention. You felt Greg's hand then slip along and palm your pussy. You thanked God that the table provided plenty of cover for the illicit activity below. You opened the folder in front of you as if to look over the figures once more, but it was more to try and focus on something so as not to betray your increasing horniness. You subtly brought a hand down, helping to move your underwear out of the way so he could insert a finger into you. You placed your hand on his, guiding his hand to finger you in a pace you liked. He picked up on this quickly, soon bringing another finger inside as he began a slow, delightful pattern of penetrating you.

"You okay, dear?" Jackie asked you.

"Huh?" You asked.

"You're sweating." She pointed out.

"J-just a little hot, Mrs. Saunders," you assure.

"Isn't the AC on?" Greg asked, glancing at you.

"No, but I can turn it on for you, Suzy." Jackie offered. "Be right back."

Jackie got up and as soon as she was out of her office you turned to Greg with a lusty expression. "Finish me off, quick! Finger-fuck my brains out!

Greg had said nothing, just smiling before pumping his fingers into your sex rapidly, even bringing a third finger into you.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" You gasp out in sharp, but still quiet tones. "I wish that was your cock!" You confessed.

"Someday," he assured you in a tone that that was practically a guarantee.

That promise inflamed you even more and before you knew it was driving you over the edge. You grabbed a nearby tissue box, grabbing a bunch before bringing them to your mouth and letting out a cry of orgasm into them. Greg had then brought his fingers to his mouth and gave a lick before leaning over and giving you a brief kiss on the lips. Shortly after you had managed to compose yourself, Jackie had returned and you all acted as if nothing happened. Ever since that day though your desire for Greg had only gone through the roof. You wanted him bad, and now was the perfect time as he was among those he had joined you on this trip. You dialed his number.

"Hello?" Came his voice.

"Hey, Greg, it's Suzy," you greeted in a sultry tone. "Got a second."

"Suzy! Of course I have time for Jackie's right-hand woman. What can I do for you?"