Your did nothing as he danced with your wife ... When they left you went home, alone. Next morning, your wife straddled your face and told you that you were about to eat your first cum pie.

    You were about to leave for the party and you looked at her. Your wife looked absolutely perfect. She obviously knew how to look irresistible for your boss ... and you remembered her words, “honey, if I flirted with your boss, could I help you advance your career?” And when you asked her if she meant just flirting she had said, “and ultimately to let him fuck me, honey.”

    You had just found out that you and your wife were the only couple your boss had invited to use his swimming pool, when you saw what she was wearing. You hadn’t seen that monokini before! She sat beside you and whispered into your ear, “honey, he never invites more than a couple at a time, and he always makes advances at the wife.”

    You didn’t pay much attention to the rumors about the wives of your coworkers your black boss had supposedly fucked, until he invited you and your wife over. Your wife told you that your best friend John’s wife had advised her to wear cut-off shorts and not to wear a bra, to not only dress casual but to look ready to be fucked; and added that she was looking forward to meeting you boss.