Craving My Boss's Wife

Electric Wave

Yes, I am ready,” I mutter under my breath.

“So what are you waiting for? Show me what you've got,” she replies in a low voice.

My heart skips a beat, my mind goes blank for a minute on how to start, and I only hope I satisfy her.

I take her by the chin and crush my lips onto hers like I had been waiting for this moment, which I had. She smells and tastes like cinnamon, everywhere eerily quiet except for the light, hitch sounds that came from the kisses.

She doesn't take it calmly, either, as she grips my hair and neck, suckling on my tongue while her other arms caress my chest.

Heat flows through my body like an electric wave. I couldn't hold it anymore, regardless of my fear.

I grab her butt, placing her on the table. I touch my favorite spot–Boobs, finally! So soft as it looks.

I grip her hard n*****s as she moans. Good thing she wore a cotton bra that made touch easy. I grip it again, softly rubbing her second breast with my other finger.

“Damn it!” She struggles to pull her shirt so I can have a full glimpse and touch of it, but she has to go naked to do that.

“Not here,” she says as she parted her legs wider. My d**k palpates hard from the sight of her beautiful, fair thigh.

I move my fingers inside her slowly, touching her thighs while she kisses me.

As I get to her panties, she suddenly moans out.

“Urhh…” I play with them and then pull them slowly down to her legs.

“Damn, you're so wet!” I say in a whisper. I remember how it's done in porn. The man fidgets with the c**t. So I rub her c******s slowly, my adrenaline betraying me to just rub off.

Just as I think, she cries out in pleasure, taking my c**k by the hand and rubbing it slowly.

I jerk, stifling my groans, still rubbing her c**t with my left hand, my right fingers caressing her breast.

This was good, especially coming from her. Her soft hands send me far.

As she touches me more, I move my fingers on her p***y in a fast and circular way.

Her moans get louder, but she covers her mouth with the back of her palm.

Her fingers hold me steady, her eyes rolled to the other side.

“f**k! I'm close.” Her voice is barely audible. She isn't taking it easy on rubbing my c**k as I feel every warmth from her soft palm as I'm on the edge of coming too.

Suddenly, a knock interrupts us, and it's obvious she was about to come just now.

'll see you at home. She quickly adjusts her clothes as she takes a step back to her seat. “Now go,” she whispers.

“Come in,” she says in a loud voice, more for someone who was just about to come.

I make my way out as one of her staff steps in.

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It is night already, and all I spent my day doing was watching porn to learn, getting ready for tonight as I fantasize about Olivia. Seeing her moan from my touch back in her office was still unbelievable to me.

Is the hardcore boss lady finally reachable?

Asking for pleasure even when she knows that means cheating on her billionaire husband.

" Mhhh.." They always look happy, and I'd always thought it was clearly impossible. Either way, this has gone in my favor, and I'd use it well.

My phone beeps, and it's a message from her.

Olivia–"Come upstairs now."

My chest heats up suddenly, and it dawns on me that I'm going to f**k the woman I longed for, just the very first time.

Oops! I hope it goes as excitingly as I've always dreamed. My c**k is getting erect already.

In less than ten minutes, I arrive at her massive and luxurious room with gold aesthetics that exude class. They were wealthy as hell!

I wore my cleanest pajamas, looking presentable enough in the mirror before I left my quarters for the main mansion. And I checked around to make sure none of the maids saw me coming in.

"Welcome!" her voice echoes from the bathroom. “Pour yourself a drink, will you?”

“Ohh, thank you,” I reply, adjusting my hair and my pajamas. Unluckily, I can't adjust my panting heart.

She steps out in a towel, and for a moment, everything goes blank in my mind. The only thing I'm conscious of is her exposed parts, which I've never seen except in my imagination.

I want to crash into her, but I wouldn't dare.

“You look beautiful, Olive.” I tease.

“Really? How about now?” She says, pulling the towel down completely nude.

“Ohh fuck.” Her body looks magnificently irresistible, my member jumps up just watching her nude towards me.

My mind spirals to ways of devouring her without making me less experienced dominant.

It's my time, I can f**k this beautiful body in the best way. I assure myself.

"My lady," I whisper as she is close to me, her round boobs facing me. I take her by her neck, planting kisses up to her face, passionately caressing her boobs with my left finger.

"You smell good," I mutter close to her ear, and it makes her release light sounds.

I aim to make her c*m twice before I penetrate, that way she'll know I'm just that guy.

I lay her on the massive bed, "My lady, may I?" I ask, fiddling with her c**t with my fingers.

"Do what you please," she aches out, voice barely loud.

That's all I needed.

I place my tongue on her n*****s, sucking them like a strawberry as she releases sounds like Urhhhh…

I caress her body using my tongue down to her stomach, then I pull her legs together, sliding my tongue up and down her cleft. She tries to separate her legs, but I hold still to make her beg.

Her p***y is Beautiful, clean, and well-shaved, and she tastes so good as I suck out the juice from her cunt, rolling my tongue on her c**t while her moans increase.

"Continue. Suck me, “ she yells out. I f**k her with my tongue, exploring every part of her p***y, her hand on my hair. She loves my tongue in it.

"Faster,” she orders. I insert two fingers inside her, finding the lump that makes women go wild.

Luckily, I found it, I hit it, still sucking her cunt.

I continue, until in one great moan she holds my face against her, holding me tightly with her hands and thigh, as she shakes, coming explosively as I still suck hard on her pulsating c**t.

In a few minutes, a ripple of pleasure hits her again. Making her c*m for the second time.

Finally, she pulls away breathless. I want you on your back, she whispers. Her voice takes me by surprise. She wasn't as weak as I thought. I am glad to do so as my c**k is about to bust with pressure.

I lie on my back as she takes my c**k with her hands.

"You're so hard. “

Ohhh f**k….I groan, turning to the door as it's slightly ajar, while Clara, Olivia's maid, is peeping quietly at the door.

"Fuck." What the hell is she doing here?