Craving My Boss's Wife

F**k Me Silly

Kai's Pov

“Damn it, I've really lost it.”

I spring up from the bed, adjusting my shirt. I had more than my alcohol limit yesternight that I couldn't drive.

I pick up my phone from the bedside to see Olivia's calls I missed from yesterday, and my stomach heats up.

How do I explain this to Mrs Olivia? I thought I was scared of losing my job yesterday, but now it feels more real.

It is 9 am, and she should be preparing for work already. And there was only one way to find out if my fears were real. I turn to pick up the Car key, but it is nowhere to be found. It is missing.

“I left it here last night,” I mumble to myself, flinging the pillows for any sign of my phone. “Where is it?”

“Damn it!” I hit my fist on my palms. “The pretty girl.”

She must have left with it before I got to wake up.

“How could I be so careless?” I groan.

I sped through the hallway searching, hoping to see her until I got to the bar counter.

“Hey, a lady who works for this bar took my car,” I say, fidgeting.

“Calm down, sir!” the man from the counter replies. “Do you know her name?”

“Hmmm…. Tasha, I think. red-haired, slim, and tall.”

“Give me a minute,” sir. He says, putting his head down, searching through some files.

Ohh s**t…I shake my hands, getting impatient. I made a big mistake driving it out overnight, now this? ..

“She dropped the Key with a note here in exchange for…”

He stares at the files again. “For 150 dollars, sir.”

I exhale deeply. Thank goodness the key is safe, but $150? The agreement was doubled to $50, which is $100.

“Are you sure?” I ask, trying to confirm.

He cross-checks and repeats the same amount.

That girl must really think she's smart. I didn't even get to f**k her.

“Alright, give me the keys,” I say, as he hands me the note and Key while I exchange it with $150. I had no choice.

What's even in the note, I open it heading out.

“Hey, handsome! You just paid extra for next time. I can't wait to complete what we've started.”

“Really??” I scoff. Who told her I'd want to continue from where we stopped?

I agree it was a good night, especially after I had fulfilled my promise to make her c*m without penetration; I bet she wrote this, imagining my d**k in her cunt already.

“Here you are,” I whisper, checking the car out. Hopefully, there was no scratch on it.

I start the car and drive with one aim. To meet and apologize to Olivia, hoping she forgives me for my negligence.

I can't believe I chose fun over my job. Every choice seems to be crashing right now.

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I'm in front of her office door right now, rehearsing what to say over and over again in my mind. I'm sweating, even with the AC turned on.

I had gotten home first, expecting to see her. Surprisingly, she had dropped a message with her maid that I come see her at her office instead.

And since then, my heart has been beating fast. I haven't been at peace. I felt like a criminal waiting for the final verdict. I could imagine the panic now

“Knock knock!”

“Come in,” she says from inside.

I step in, trying as hard to look composed. She is sitting confidently, wearing a gown blazer, her hair shoved backwards.

Her legs are crossed in front of her table while writing.

I spot her pretty boobs exposed from here, but I refuse to let it distract me.

She turns to stare at me with no expression on her face.

“I'm sorry ... I didn't mean to”..I stutter.

“Shhhh…. hold it.” She stops me with a hand sign. “You don't have an excuse for leaving me to wait all night.

If you had to be busy, you would have informed me. And worse, you didn't return the car.”

“I'm sorry ma. I got caught up in time.”

“Then I'm sorry to say this, I have no option but to relieve you of your duties.” She says, flipping her files.

One last–

“Except!” she interrupts me.

Thank goodness, the word “except” gave me a flicker of hope that I had a chance under conditions of doing better.

She stays quiet for a while, making the tension palpable, and my heart beats thumping loudly in my ears. Come on, say it.

She raises her head and stands up, slowly walking towards my end, but stops in front of her table, her hands wrapped around each other, while I stare at every moment. Damn, she was hot

“You please me,” she said with a smirk on her lips.

My head ran to every possibility of what she meant by the word Please me. I wouldn't want to conclude so as not to run into more trouble.

“You mean doing better?” I ask, trying to sound naive.

“Oh come on! Don't give me that look,” she replies in a flirty way that makes me feel a spark of warmth. “I see how you look at me, the way you moaned my name.”

My face gets red in embarrassment. There's a mix-up here, trying to sound truthful.

She walks up to me, “Shhh..” placing her finger on my lips. “Oh, stop the show.”

My heart thumps even harder. My d**k is already jerking with her this close to me. “You don't need to hide it now.” She adds. Consider this as a favor to retain your Job.

“See, you're already hard. Even your d**k can't hide it.” She says in a whisper, touching my bulging d**k from my pants. Just f**k me silly”

I just stare, unable to speak and believe the fact that the sexy body I've fantasized about was just offered on. a platter of gold to keep my job. It was still like a dream that made me imagine fuckin her from the back on her office table.

“So you're in?” she asks, rubbing my chest with her fingers, making me harder.

What could I possibly lose if I accept Ohh..What if her husband knows the truth? Questions run through my mind, but it seems my d**k thinks better. No more fantasies of her, this time raw and real.

“The choice is yours,” she adds.