He sees her

"What are you doing barging into my office?" he says, not missing a beat as he continues to fuck his secretary.

Julia finally finds her voice and stammers, "I-I'm sorry, I didn't know you were busy."

Harry smirks and pulls out of his secretary, who quickly straightens up and fixes her clothes. "It's alright Julia, no harm done," he says smoothly.

Julia feels a surge of anger at his nonchalant attitude. "No harm done? You're fucking your employee right in your office!" she blurts out without thinking.

Harry's expression darkens and he narrows his eyes at her. "Watch your tone lady," he warns. "Or I might have to have a talk with the board about your husband."

Julia pales at the threat. She knows how much William values his job and how hard he has worked to get where he is now. She can't let anything jeopardize that.

"Please sir," she pleads, trying to keep her voice steady despite the fear creeping in. "I won't tell anyone about this."

Harry leans back in his chair smugly, enjoying the power he holds over her. "Good," he says finally. "Now pick up those papers while I finish with Vicky."

Feeling humiliated and angry, Julia obeys his command and by the time she as done he had cum in Vicky's ass, and the woman hurried out of the office. When she picked up all of the papers she handed them to him, "This is the Thompson merger why are you bringing this to me, this was supposed to be in a while ago Harry's expression turned into one of disgust as he looked at her. "Let me guess," he said mockingly. "William fucked up again?"

Julia felt a surge of anger at his words. Yes, William may have made mistakes in his career, but he worked hard and was dedicated to his job. He didn't deserve to be belittled like this.

Before she could respond, Harry continued speaking with a sneer on his face. "That's it," he declared finally as he stood up from his chair. "He has fucked up for the last time. I'm going straight to the board with this."

Julia's heart dropped as she realized the gravity of his words. William's job, their livelihood, their home, their children's future - everything could be at stake if Harry followed through with his threat.

"Please Harry, don't do this," she begged, her voice wavering with desperation. "My husband has his flaws, but he's a good man who has worked hard for everything he has. If you don't take this to the board, I promise you he'll never make the same mistake again. He'll do whatever it takes to fix this."

"Fine," he said grudgingly. "But,I need something out of this deal because it could be my head if the board finds out I did not tell them." He steps around the desk his cock erect again and says, "You rejected me at the Christmas Party last year now I think want that sweet MILF pussy."

Julia's heart raced as she looked at Harry, trying to process his words. He was blackmailing her for sex? She couldn't believe it. Maybe it was the sex this morning, or William being so pathetic but it does not even take her two seconds to say, "You do not have to **** me, you are hot this will be a treat."

"Okay," she said, her lips quivering with excitement. "But this has to be our little secret. No one can find out."

Harry smirked and nodded, his tone dripping with mockery. "Don't worry, Julia," he sneered. "I won't tell a soul."

Julia's hands shook as Harry stepped closer, his arousal already obvious. She felt a wave of disgust wash over her but pushed it aside, reminding herself that this was for William.

Closing her eyes, she tried to ignore the guilt and shame as Harry's hands explored her body and his lips trailed down her neck. Every touch made her stomach turn, but she couldn't back out now. The consequences would be too great.

Focusing on the pleasure seemed impossible with the weight of betrayal weighing heavily on her. But Harry didn't seem to care, only interested in satisfying himself.

As they crashed onto the couch, Julia felt a twinge of guilt thinking about William working hard at the office while she was here, succumbing to their boss' advances. But then she remembered all the times William had neglected her needs and resentment flared up inside her.

Harry was rough and demanding, taking what he wanted without any concern for Julia's pleasure. But somehow, this only fueled her arousal even more.

Little did Julia know that as Harry was fucking her he had taken out his cell phone and texted William to come to his office. A few moments later just as Julia was getting into it. William opened the door, Julia was lying on the couch, her legs sprawled open, her body heaving with each rough thrust that Harry delivered. Her cries of pleasure mixed with cries of pain, highlighting the raw intensity of the moment. William's eyes widened, and a sick feeling of dread washed over him as he took in the scene that unfolded before him.

Harry's eyes met William's, a smirk playing on his lips as he continued to fuck Julia roughly. His movements were sloppy and savage, almost like he was trying to assert dominance over her. Julia moaned in pleasure and pain, her body bouncing with every thrust. She had never felt so degraded or used in her life, but there was something oddly thrilling about it.

William hesitated for a moment, his mind racing as he tried to process what he was seeing. "What's going on here?" he demanded, his voice shaking.

Harry didn't stop, not even for a second. He kept fucking Julia, his eyes never leaving William

"What's going on here? You tell me!" Harry yelled, slamming into Julia even harder. "You think you're the only one who can fuck your wife? You think you can make her feel good but that is not true. Right Julia." Julia moans in response and says, "Yes, you are so much better than him Harry I can't believe I turned you down before, I am sorry."

William's face twisted in anger and disgust as he watched Harry's hips continue to piston into Julia's body. He struggled to process the image before him, the betrayal and humiliation like a punch to the gut. He looked at Harry, his eyes narrowing with hate.

"Get the fuck out of my wife," William growled, his voice shaking with fury.

Harry smirked, his eyes flicking between William and Julia. "Seems you've lost control of your little whore, hasn't he Julia." said Harry. She moans and says, "Yes, I am yours, he is a little beta cuck who can never please a woman."

William's face turned a deep shade of red as he watched Harry take his wife. He knew he deserved it, but he couldn't help but feel a surge of anger and jealousy.

Julia's body trembled as Harry's thrusts became more erratic. She could feel her own climax building, but she was so caught up in the shock of the situation that she couldn't focus on her own pleasure.

"You fuck up at work, you fuck up at home," Harry continued, smirking. "And yet, here you are, standing in the doorway like a pathetic little boy who can't handle the consequences of his own actions."

William's jaw tightened, he glanced at Julia, wanting to say something to her, but he knew it was futile. He had fucked up, and now he had to face the consequences.

Harry's movements became frantic as he rammed into Julia, his hips slapping against her ass. Julia gasped and cried out in a mix of pain and pleasure. Harry's orgasm hit him like a wave, and he released deep inside her, moaning her name.

As he withdrew from Julia, he turned to William. "I like you wife she is a good fuck, I am going to do this more often Willy boy, isn't that right Julia."