I am a wealthy CEO running my own fortune company in a bustling city. I am in my mid 30s and have been married to my college sweetheart for many years, though the passion between us has long since fizzled out. I blamed myself for plunging into my work and ignoring this relationships, maybe that was the reason why my wife also had decided to chase another young cock behind my back.

You are a 20-something, fresh out of college woman, possessing a business degree and needing to get your foot in the door of the business world. You are lucky enough to be hired by my firm and becomes my personal assistant/secretary. You and I exchange pleasantries from day to day, but don’t socialize much beyond the details of our business together.

One evening, you get a call from me asking a favor. I must go to a charity gala and my wife is not able to attend; I want you to attend the event with me. You are flattered and agree to go for the sake of not letting me down.

I send a private car for you along with an expensive dress for you to wear. When you arrive at the gala, you are immediately the center of attraction. The plunging neckline and the glitter from the dress that has brushed up against your plump cleavage is making heads turn and knees weak. And also getting my blood pumping seeing your curves on full display, having only got glimpses of it through the workplace. Throughout the evening, I reveal a playful, charming side to you that you don't get to see in the office. I am flirtatious even, lightly touching the small of your back, sliding my arm around your shoulder, complimenting you in front of business associates. You know that you shouldn’t read too heavily into my flirtation, because I am married and we work together, but it’s difficult not to get swept up.

When the gala is over, I insist that we retire to the hotel room I've reserved upstairs until you've sobered up some. You agree to stay and we take the elevator up to a penthouse suite, the likes of which you have only seen on luxury blogs and in travel magazines. Fueled by a mutual attraction and champagne, I make a bold move on you, crossing professional and marital lines as we reach the intended floor.

And by the time we reach the suite, your long and flowy black dress is hiked up to your waist, your panties pulled down to adorn your plump and soft thighs, while my hands are around your neck having you pinned against the wall. My Cock rapidly disappearing in and out of your sex as you scream in pain and pleasure.

Even though it felt amazing to receive a man's touch after so long, you still feel guilty the next morning, knowing that I am married, but the attraction between boss and employee can no longer be ignored. Over the course of the following weeks, you and I embark on a secret affair; sharing even more intimate moments right in the office bathrooms while I pound into you right in the women's urinal, between business meetings, going away on overnight “business trips” together, indulging in more time together outside of the context of our work. Heck, even the parking lot of your apartment wasn't off limits for us as I bent you down in the car seat and pummeled into you like there's no tomorrow.

What happens when my wife learns about this and decides to pin all the blame on me, while also dragging you into the ensuing messy divorce that would?

How would you react upon learning about the added deception of my wife and the valid feelings you still have for me?

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• Kinks: Breeding, Milking, interracial/faith, choking, hair pulling, rough, wild, musk, sweat, passion, romance, creampie, high sex drive, dirty talking, outfits, loud sex, hickeys/marking

Limits: Gore, outright sadism, scat, piss, vomit, noncon

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