Craving My Boss's Wife

Consumable Lust

There are consequences to every choice. I think mine is a constant desire that can never be quenched by lust alone.

And probably losing my job tonight.

Yes, because she is married to my Boss, Mr Wilson Williams, an influential oil tycoon in the city. He is freaking rich.

He wasn't someone to mess with, but I found myself

For two years, driving and eye f*****g his wife.

Obviously, my eyes did the work better than my hands on the steering wheel, which I'm not proud of.

Just as I knew from the first day I saw her, I needed to stop staring and focus on my job. I guess it wasn't as easy as I thought.

Her last words before leaving hit me like a wave, making my chest hurt.

It leaves me thinking about where else on earth could pay so well. It was one of its rarest kinds, offering exclusive benefits. And I just played with an opportunity back there.

Her decision basically meant his. If she sacked me now, Mr Wilson would have no say in it, as he was rarely around home, always traveling for business trips. They'd just employ a lucky one who would focus.

“I'm cooked”…. I tap my foot constantly, "What do I stand to gain in all this?"

Admiring someone I know would never look at me the same way, rather than discard my services?

No, this has to stop! I pick up my phone and dial Tony, my friend.

“Hello, Kai,” he says after the second ring.

I sigh deeply, “Tony. I messed up!”

“What happened, Kai?” his tone is lower. What did you do now?”

I stayed silent for a few seconds… looking for the right words.

“Hello, Hello, are you there?” Tony yells out.

I mutter, “Yeah, I'm still here. I’ll tell you all about it later, but for now I need a distraction to take her off my mind, so I have decided to take your offer.”

“Ohhh boy..,” He laughs over the phone. “Finally! You wanna let some steam off?”

“Yeah, I mean it, man. It would help, I guess.”

“Alright, meet at the bar by 7 pm. I'm gonna go now,” he hangs up the call.

“7 pm?” That was two hours before the time I needed to pick her up. I'd be done in an hour, I'm not going to run a Marathon with a girl I don't love.

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The minute I pull up at the entrance of the bar, my stomach churns. I check my time, it's 7:30 pm already.

God damnit, I'm late.

I rush out of the car, catching glances at hot ladies calling out.

She comes to mind again, but I shake it off, distracting myself by looking out for where Tony is.

I don't get too far when he pats me from behind.

“Kai, you came. I almost gave up on expecting you tonight!”

Huh…I told you I'd be here. I was only reluctant, which explains my lateness.

“Alright! Alright…. It's time, Kai.” He signals a pretty, slim-fit lady with his hands.

She walks quickly to us. Seeing her sparks up a feeling I didn't expect.

She winks at me repeatedly, her tongue rolling. Quite hot and sexy to behold.

“She is one of the best girls; you will love her.” He whispers in my ears…

Take him to the room and do the needful, he says to her with a smirk on his lips.

Tony seemed to know everyone here. He basically lived here, and from what I know, he was a free and hot guy that every girl wants to have a taste of.

I bet he had half of them already, while I had none. We were complete opposites of each other, but today it was going to end in his favor. He had always waited for my mind to be made up.

We make our way inside the suite as she shuts the door to a dimly lit room.

She throws herself on the bed, her legs wide open, while I just stare at the net panties that made her folds visible enough to wanna f**k her.

My d**k jumps in anticipation, same as my heart.

I can do this like a pro! I assure myself as I walk over to the mini bar at the side of the bedroom.

The room is silent, no one utters a word, which makes it weirder and worse for my panic.

“What's your name?” I force the words out, but no response. “Is it bad to know a sexy lady's name?” I tease, pouring two glasses of whiskey before I make my way back to the sofa beside the bed.

Tasha,” she replies, bluntly.

“Do you care?” I offer her the drink.

For some reason, the drink would serve to calm me down from my thoughts since morning, giving a sense of clarity.

“Yes,” she replies with a smirk, taking the glass from me.

My eyes are still on her sexy body, and what arouses me more is her pointed n*****s showing through the net bra she wore, imagining how it would feel to touch them, while fuckin her as I see in porn.

I watch her gulp whiskey down like water while I'm still on my third shot.

“Are you ready?” She says in a flirty way that sends my mind sprawling.

I wish the ground could just swallow me now. It was more difficult to start than I imagined.

“Yeess…I sutter,” taking a sip.

She chuckles.”You're so nervous right now. It's obvious, but don't worry, I know it's your first time, so I'll take it slow.” She assures me, winking.

That's not true. My cheeks flush with embarrassment.

How did she know? Before I say more, she softly caresses my chest down to my waist with her hands while on her knees.

My d**k stands straight through my pants, pounding like a prisoner that needs release.

“I can see it's big and hard down there….” She says in a calm voice, touching it with my pants still on.

“Ohhhhh…” She fondles my throbbing c**k, causing warmth all over my body. I can't seem to get enough of her hands playing around my c**k.

It was time to show her I am in control, even when I had no guts.

“Suck it,” I mutter under my breath.