His own trophy wife

Thinking about how good Kirkland had it at home, John decided it would only be fair or deserving with his new power he deserved the same thing. "Bob, I need to speak with you. There's an issue with the phones. Come speak with me in private," stated John upon asking. A few people nearby Bob looked at John a little oddly at how strange his demeanor sounded. The tone was as if John was bossing around Bob and with a quick "Ignore us or anything unusual," all was settled.

"Sure, John. The only private place would be either the conference room or my office," replied Bob, "I'll meet with you but I've got to attend a meeting in..."

"Let's go with your office. Meet me as soon as your meeting is over" cut off John confidently.

"Okay." once again replied Bob with a somewhat confused look on his face as he watched John turned and walked straight towards his own office located in another area of the office.

Stopping to admire the scenery outside the office, John blatantly stared at Ms. Kawaguchi's ample chest. A feature, John was almost certain Ms. Kawaguchi was hired for. "Tell me, are those natural? what size?" bluntly asked John.

"They are real and 36D," replied a stunned secretary completely flabbergasted by John boldness in his question.

"Damn. How does a skinny Asian woman like you luck out with with tits that big?" smirked John.

"Genetics and exercise I guess. I mean, listen here! I am going to report you to HR if you keep speaking to me like..." replied Midori getting angry at the disrespectful attitude.

"Shut up. Tell me.... Actually, just answer all my questions fully, completely and truthfully without getting angry or upset. Have you ever shown those to your boss? Do you blow him? Tit fuck him? Does he want to? You may talk to answer my questions," smirked John with a grin that seemed lecherous.

"No! He has never seen my tits. Our relationship is strictly professional but I suspect he wants more. I have never blew him or tit fucked him," answered Midori with the anger now drained from her face in a calm, professional if not slightly cheerful beat.

"Great. That's what I thought. Forget all the questions I asked you. Your boss is going to ask you to get Pamela to come to his office. Get started on that and meet me in his office when you're done," replied John walking past her into Kirkland's office.

Ms. Kawaguchi who shouted "But you can't go in there! Mr Kirkland is still on the floor" as John closed the door. Confused, she picked up the phone and dialed Pamela. "Hi Pamela. Something really odd just happened. John just strolled into Kirkland's office like he owned the place and told me Kirkland wanted to see you down here. ... Yes, I don't get it either. ... Okay, see you in ten."

Standing up from her desk, Ms. Kawaguchi wanted desperately to wait for her boss before going into a private room with John as he'd just strolled past, told him to call Pamela and walked right in like he owned the place. Not before, leering at her breasts and standing awkwardly at her desk for a while. She felt a bit of a wave of nervousness like her "spider sense" was tingling as she entered the office.

"Ah, Ms. Kawaguchi, close the door and lock it would you? Did you call Pamela and ask her to come here? Nevermind, of course you did," mumbled John as his shoulder and forearm moved back and forth slowly for a second in Midori's vision before she closed and locked the door.

With her back turned, completing her task, Midori replied, "Your office? I think you're mistaken, but yes I di..." replied Ms. Kawaguchi as she blurted out, "What the hell do you think you're doing?" as she scrambled and reached for the door behind her.

"Turn around and walk over here," replied John before Ms. Kawaguchi could finish unlocking the door. Her shock coming from seeing John's exposed cock as he had stood upwards. Her eyes were fixed on it in shock. "It's so thick. It has to be twice as large as my husband's!" thought Midori as she shamefully reflected on her husband's five inch penis. Both her and her husband had watched some pornography together as a couple and she'd admired very similarly proportioned units on film.

As a hot, attractive, well-endowed woman, she was used to seeing women, looking just like her, plowed passionately by such objects. An object that seemed to grow larger with each step as she took closer and closer to the desk, noticing John sitting down and simply stating, "Kneel and crawl the rest of the way to my chair."

"Fuckkk, the size of that thing," thought Midori, she it disappeared from sight as she kneeled infront of the desk. She was walking to the front of the desk hoping to circumvent the command she seemed helpless to follow. Until that second statement came, now she found herself, helplessly, on her knees crawling around to the back.

"I'm not sure what gave me this wish but what a bonus addition," though John moments earlier! Before Midori had entered, John was stroking his own cock getting it hard and ready; planning to sample Midori's wares before he traded her to Mr. Kirkland for a very comfortable fixed-salary all HR approved that required no work from him or even to show up to the office. As John was stroking his member moments before Midori arrived, he couldn't help but marvel at how much bigger it looked than when he woke up this morning. It had to be at least 10 inches and almost as thick as coke can. Proudly, John mused that even most porn stars would be envious of this monster.

Excited when he heard the door open, John quickly moved his chair up so his cock was hidden as he stroked his hardness that seemed to surge against his hands as Midori and her fantastic rack entered the office. Feeling pretty regal behind this large, wooden desk in this spacious office, John pompously said, "Ah, Ms. Kawaguchi, close the door and lock it would you? Did you call Pamela and ask her to come here? Nevermind, of course you did," mumbling the last bit to himself realizing she has **** but to obey as he starred at her small but extremely tight arse.

Secretly, John wondered if Midori could even fit such a monster -- in any hole. Eager to find out, Johnstood up letting his massive erection bob up in the air just as Midori turned around. For a brief moment, shock overcame Midori's face and what looked like a moment of lust blushing across her face as she scrambled to turn around, unlock the door and no doubt flee.

"Tsk tsk," thought John as he quickly ordered the young woman to turn around and walk to him, effectively ending her escape. Looking at her beautiful Japanese face and those delicate features, he knew it was probably far too big for her mouth to fit...if she were to take him whole, it would have to go deep in her throat. Nonetheless, Midori appeared to be clever and just walking to the front of his desk. John smiled to himself thinking she deserved credit for that and simply added "Kneel and crawl the rest of the way to my chair" as he sat down.

Watching her disappear from sight, as she crawled around the back of the desk, kneeling in front of his chair as his cock proudly casted a shadow on her face, as its length was longer then her face and nearly half as wide. "Please, don't make me do this. I have a husband. I'm married!" begged Midori.