The Fucking Bookie And My Boss's Hot Wife

"Hey, Rich, would you like to come over for dinner tonight?"

I stopped at his doorway and turned back at quitting time. "Sure, I've never been invited to your house before, Mr. Stamstone," I replied, with my eyebrows risen.

"Faye would love to see you."

My head turned, I smiled and my cock stiffened as I pictured her. Her blonde hair, big rack and hot body that she frequently flaunted when she visited the office. I remained quiet for a moment, until my phone rang.

"So, is that a yes?"

I glanced at my phone and rejected the call. "Yes, I'd love to."

"Good, be there at six."

"Okay," I mentioned, before I left.

I ambled through the hallway as my cock remained hard. "That's not weird, I mean I've worked for him for five years and now he invites me over?" I pondered, before I walked into the elevator.

I rode it down to the ground floor. "Maybe I'll see her more exposed," I said, walking out of the elevator with only a few select lights for visibility.

I roamed towards my car, got in and put the key in. "Damn, I'd love to fuck your hot wife, boss. I'd fuck her the way I know she'd love to be fucked," I moaned, with my eyes closed.

Then all of the sudden, my window shattered.

"Whoa, what the fuck!" I yelled, putting my hands up.

Then I looked out the window. "Hey, Matt."

I saw his big six foot five figure, as he wore a black trench coat

"Oh, hello, Richard Stowmet," he said, holding a wooden baseball bat. "Did I catch you at a bad time?"

I just looked away and bit my bottom lip, while breathing heavily.

"I was just getting worried," he said, walking towards me. "Since you lost that bet last week, every time I call your cell, it just goes straight to voice mail. What's up with that?"

My fists clenched up and I glanced at the ground. "You'll get your money, Matt. I just need time."

"You've had plenty of time," he replied, before he swung the bat at my left side view mirror.

"I'm sorry, but you will get your money soon. Please calm down," I pleaded with my heart pounding.

He swung the bat at my windshield. "You better be right, or I may have to total this little blue car," he made clear, strutting backwards towards the exit.

"If you really piss me off, maybe it'll be something smaller, like your legs. I'll expect a down payment of at least a grand by tomorrow," he warned me, before drifting off into the darkness.

With widened eyes, I turned the car on and drove home. "Holy mother fucking shit, how am I gonna come up with five grand?" I asked myself, twitching.

I arrived at my house and went right in. I showered and changed into different clothes. The whole time, I felt my heart was about to explode.

"Shit!" I roared, punching the wall in my room towards my window.

"I guess seeing Faye's nice body might be the best thing for me right now," I said, looking at my car.

I left and headed over to my boss's house. The whole trip there, I just heard Matt's words. I felt my back become drenched and my hands tapped the steering wheel numerous times. Then I arrived at his house.

I got out of my car. "Hello, Faye," I said, as her arms went right around me.

Her big tits pressed right up against my lower chest mostly, as I was about eight inches taller than her. I felt her silk purple dress with all ten fingers. Eventually, they also made it up to her curly blonde hair too.

We hugged for about a minute, until she let go of me. "What happened to your car?"

"Just an accident, nothing major."

"Okay, I'm glad I finally get to see you outside of the office, Rich," she mentioned, holding my hands.

My teeth bite down on my lip and my eyes were stuck on her boobs.

"Oh, come on, I can't be the first pretty lady you've ever seen with big breasts."

I just remained silent and looked at her blue eyes.

"Don't worry, your secret is safe," she let me know, before we strolled inside.

We made it to the dining room table.

"I got the chicken," Mr. Stamstone mentioned, walking in there, holding the chicken.

My eyes went adrift and we all sat down, with me sitting right next to her and him across from her. We all ate as Faye failed to cover the crack in her chest.

"You know, Rich, if things go just right, I could be looking at my partner soon. Both of our names will be on the side of the building," he said, as she was up, pouring some more wine into my glass.

In the process, I got the perfect view of her boobs as I was only about two feet away.

"Don't drool over my c-cups," she whispered.

My eyes parted from her rack and she sat back down.

"That's good, I'm happy to hear that."

"You should be, you dog."

My fists clenched under the table and my eyes widened. He didn't add anything to that, but I didn't eat anymore. She gave me lusty eyes a few select times as they finished eating.

"Damn, I'm stuffed, sweetheart. I swear this chicken was prepared by an angel," he said, getting up.

"Thank you."

"Hey, Rich, will you come to my room with me, I got something big to talk to you about."

I calmly looked towards him. "Sure," I answered, standing up.

"Thank you for the meal, Faye. It was delicious," I told her, looking at her face.

"You are most welcome, come back any time," she replied, grinning and pulling her dress down slightly.

I ogled her for a moment, before he grabbed my arm. "Come on, Rich. We need to talk."

We strolled down the hall and made it to his bedroom. He shut the door and went to his dresser, as I stood at the end of the bed. He pulled out a white envelope and came back to me.

He dropped it on his bed. "You know what that is?"

I glanced at it and saw something green sticking out.

"It is five grand, Rich."

My right hand rose up and scratched the back of my head.

"Funny, some guy named Matt paid me a visit not too long after you left."

"Shit," I muttered, hitting my knee.

"Gambling can be a poison if you make it one."

"I've learned that the hard way."

Then he ambled towards his window. "Pretty odd car accident, considering your driver side window, windshield, and side mirror seemed to be hit, but there is no bash."

"Are you firing me over this?"

"Well, as you might have guessed, I have a proposition for you."

I let out a deep breath. "Thank you, sir."

"Don't thank me yet. Just keep in mind, for purposes of this looking legitimate, I'll have to fire you after its over."

My head aimed down and drops of sweat fell off. "What did you have in mind?"

He walked towards me. "I've noticed that every time you see Faye, you eye fuck her and she does the same."

My hands instantly covered my face.

"Don't be embarrassed, you're a guy. Did you know that the company is worth ten million bucks now?"

"No," I answered, uncovering my face.

"Well, you helped make that happen. Now, with the company being so valuable, it has actually become a marriage liability, rather than an asset."

"So?"

"So, she's wearing an eight-hundred dress and has a million other expensive things around here. In short, since the company has taken off, she has taken me for a ride. If I stay married, she'll run me out sooner or later. If I divorce her, she gets half my money anyway. So, you can see the problem here."

I scratched my head again as I glanced at the floor. "Are you suggesting that I sleep with your wife, so you don't have to pay her a divorce settlement?"

"Yes, so we both benefit here."

"No, Bruce. I'm not that to break up a marriage," I made clear, turning around.

"Think about it. Matt strikes me as a bad guy and I can already see what he did to your car. What will he do next?"

I ran right out and didn't say goodbye to Faye. I got in my car and jetted off.

"She is hot, but I can't just fuck her for him as favor like that. That is fucked up," I said, breaking the speed limit.

I arrived home and went right inside. As I walked in the living room, I turned on a lamp and my phone went off. "You made the message clear, Matt. I don't need anymore threats," I groaned, looking at my phone.

"I don't care," Matt confessed, coming out of my bedroom with his bat.

I put my arm up and pointed at him as I was shaking. "You said I had until tomorrow."

"You do, I'm just checking to see that you are getting your ducks in a row. It doesn't seem that you are," he suggested, before he bashed the bat into the wall.

"Hey, shit!"

"Tomorrow, you better hand me at least a grand. You better know that I'm serious," he said, strolling towards the front door.

He left as my heart was racing again and my hands were on my head.

"Shit!" I rumbled, lowering my hands.

There was a knock at the door. "Go away, you made your point!"

"Rich, it is me, Faye."

I looked towards the door and saw her waving, while still wearing her dress and make up.

"You've gotta be kidding me," I said, walking to the door.

I opened the door and she barged in.

She looked right at the hole. "What happened?"

"Nothing, what are you doing here?"

She stood right in front of my bedroom door with her back to me. "You could say, 'Giving into temptation.'," she answered, putting her right hand on her back.

She unzipped her dress and it fell right off her, leaving her in her silk dark blue bra and thong set.

"Well, are you just gonna stare at me or you gonna follow me into your bedroom?" she pondered, before she walked in there.

"If this isn't a sign, I don't know what is. Son of a bitch, this better be worth it," I mumbled, before I headed into my room.

I walked in and saw her sitting on my bed completely naked, masturbating. "You could say I'm ready for some adultery loving. You just can't tell the boss."

My pants became rather tight.

"You know, I've always had a thing for brunette guys. I've had enough of that blonde guy," she mentioned, crawling to me. "I know I'm pushing, but I want what I want. So, what do you say we lose these pants?" she inquired, undoing them and pushing them down along with my boxers.

My cock flung out.

"Wow, you have am eight inch whopper," she commended me, glaring at it.

Then she rose to her knees and took off my shirt as well.

Right after she threw it, I pushed her down. "Oh, fuck it," I said, before I climbed up and lied on top of her.

I grabbed onto my cock and stuck right into her slit.

"Fuck yes! Your cock is much bigger than his," she moaned, as her body vibrated.

I began thrusting my cock ever so slowly as we maintained eye contact.

"Oh, these tits feel so damn good against my chest, Faye."

"I know, I just couldn't get you to make the first move. I practically gave you a free show every time I saw you at the office, but you never seemed to want to make that move."

I felt my heart pumping hard again and instantly had sweat falling off my face. My cock felt to be getting harder literally by the second. "I'm finally fucking this hot chick, even if it is for the wrong reasons," I thought.

"Would you kiss me already?" she wondered.

I leaned down and kissed her right on her lips for about thirty seconds.

During that time, my arms went right underneath her and I felt her big tits become squished. "I've jacked it so many times thinking of just how good your breasts would feel on my chest, Faye. They are fucking great."

"Don't be afraid, have fun with them."

I kissed her one more time and then lowered my head down to her rocking tits. I took her right nipple into my mouth and my cheeks were instantly sucked in.

She put her hands onto my head. "Oh," she squealed. "That's how you do it."

I felt her sweating up a storm as her slit was completely lubed up. "Fuck, your nipple tastes so good and I don't even have to thrust with so much clit juice greasing up your pussy walls."

I brought my face to the crack and motor boated her tits. She wrapped her arms around me and my face to stay right on her boobs. I looked at her while motor boating her and she was still shooting lusty looks.

"You love me, don't you? It is not just about lust or hot sex is it? Why else would you give in so easily?"

"Maybe, hot witch. It is not like you ever seem to try to cover these tits when I see you at the office."

"So, you have been getting the message?"

I flipped over rather quickly and took her with me. I held onto her and rose to my knees, while keeping my cock inside her.

"Have fun," I told her, before I pushed her back.

She landed on her head and upper back. "You are one devilish man, Rich. You just need to dye your skin red and grow some horns," she let me know, before she began to push herself up slightly.

My hands came onto her slick legs. "I can't thrust my cock too much like this, but I'm willing to give it a whirl, woman."

My cock still managed to move easily, as I physically moved her body back and forth, letting my cock slide inside her slit in the process.

"My pussy may be completely lubed for you, but our entire bodies are completely drenched. I love that, Rich. You know just how to please a woman, that just wants to please you."

"And getting five grand to pay off a bookie does sweetens the pot," I thought, while maintaining eye contact.

"I feel like I'm running in a marathon, I almost feel like I'm gonna pass out from fucking you, Faye," I said, while breathing very heavily.

"Don't tire yourself out, your boss thinks I'll be gone all night. So, we have another twelve hours to act out our new found love for one another."

Then my left hand wander it's way over onto her slit. "Then I wanna experience every single inch of you," I confessed, rubbing her cherry.

My hand became more drenched as her lady juice covered it.

"Yes, Rich, rub my twat just like that," she moaned, closing her eyes.

She began vibrating, which made me vibrate in the process and made me give up on moving her. Her head stayed down and her eyes remained closed. I just looked at her as I stayed still.

"She's such a beautiful woman, how could he love his money more than her? If he doesn't want her, maybe I'll just take her," I thought.

"Shit, Faye, I'm gonna blow!"

"Pull out and cover my tits, Richard!"

I extracted my cock and let go of her. I grabbed onto my cock and rubbed it in very fast motions with my head back.

"Give me everything you have, you sexy bastard!"

I delivered four good shots of cum right onto her boobs and stomach, with each shot being bigger than the last.

After I was done, I let out a deep breath. "Now that was life saving," I muttered, before I collapsed on top of her.

"Oh, eager to start things up again?"

I grinned and we cuddled for about a half hour in silence. I was hotter than hell, but feeling high as a kite. Then I heard the front door open.

We leaned right up and looked at each other. "Shit, who else lives here?"

"No one."

"Richard, where are you? I know you are fucking my wife, you jackass!" I heard the boss yell.

"Shit, I gotta hide," she whined, leaping off the bed.

She hid under it just as he busted in the room. "There you are, Rich!" he yelled, looking at me with a plain face.

"Where is she?" he whispered.

I pointed down.

"You know what, fuck it," she cried, before she climbed back out and stood in front of me.

"What the hell, Faye? You actually fucked him?"

"Yes, I did. He treats me right," she stated with her hands on her hips.

"You shove your tits in his face every time he sees you and shoot him lusty looks too. I could let that go, but adultery, that is too far. How could you fuck him? He is my employee!" he yelled, pointing at me.

"So fucking what? You've had your nose in your work so much that I just want to barf! I'm surprised you even noticed me flaunting myself around him. So what, you notice and just connect the dots that we're having sex?"

"Yes, as a matter of fact, harlot!"

"Hey, calm down. Shouting at each other won't help," I said, putting my hands up.

"Shut up, Rich, you are fired!!"

Then she marched right to him and slapped him. "How dare you rob him of such a great opportunity. You just proved that he is the wonderful man here and not you," she made clear, glaring at him.

She turned back to me, bolted to me and wrapped her arms around me too. "Rich, I need a real man in my life, one that won't just be concerned with how much money he is making everyday, but how much he loves me," she said, before tears ran off her face. "Will you be that man for me?"

I looked at him dancing around.

"What the fuck?" I mouthed.

He stopped and pulled out an envelope. "Ten, not five," he mouthed, sticking it into my dresser.

My eyes immediately widened and I smiled.

"So, you are saying you want a divorce, Faye?"

"Yes, hasn't that become clear?" she wondered, turning around. "You must have known that coming here, considering we haven't had sex in two years now and our marriage has really always been a sham for your business partners. I'm not eye candy for anyone, but Rich now."

"I shower you with the best things money can buy, make sure you never have to work at all, and this is the thanks I get?"

"Hey, he loves my body, so I decided to throw him a bone and I'm glad I did," she told him, before turning around.

He looked at us for a moment. "Falling in love wasn't part of the plan," he mouthed.

"Sorry, but I'm not sorry," I mouthed back.

"Fine, Faye. No need to get lawyers involved, but sense you cheated, don't expect half my company."

"We'll get along just fine without it."

We all stayed silent for a moment.

"You weren't supposed to just bust in," I mouthed.

"Sorry, but I'm not sorry. I had to catch her in the act," he mouthed.

"Enjoy her, bastard."

My eyebrows went down as he left.

"I love you, Rich," she cried.

"I love you too, Faye, you don't have to worry about him anymore. You have someone you can love."

"Good."

She was mine just like that.

The next day, Matt wandered to my car in the parking garage at the office with his bat. "So?"

"Here is your five grand, you piece of shit," I replied, throwing a bag of cash at him.

He picked it up and looked through it. "I'll be damned," he gloated, looking at me smiling. "So, got anymore bets."

"Fuck you, find someone else's car to bust up, asshole."

"If you say so," he answered, turning around and walking away.

A minute later, Faye came up to the car. "Who was that, babe?"

I came to her and kissed her. "Nobody, it is just you and me now. We don't need anyone else, except someone to fix up my car."