My wife, Sarah, sat confidently in her boss's office, her legs crossed and a smirk on her face. She looked every bit the strong, controlling woman I knew her to be.
"You won't believe what I did to Mr. Thompson today," she said, her voice dripping with playful insults and humor. "I had him begging for more."
I raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Oh really? Do tell."
She leaned back in the plush leather chair, her skirt hiked up just enough to give me a glimpse of her toned thighs. "Well, I was in his office, going over some reports. He was being his usual stuffy self, so I decided to liven things up a bit."
She reached down, grabbing the tie of her boss, who was now kneeling before her. His eyes were wide with anticipation, and I couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement run through me.
Sarah pulled him closer, her other hand running through his hair. "I told him to kneel before me, and he did without hesitation. I could feel the power surging through me as I unzipped his pants, his hardness springing free."
She teased him, her lips just barely brushing against the tip of his cock. "I could tell he was trying to hold back, but I wasn't about to let him off that easily. I took him in, my mouth enveloping him as I sucked him deep."
She looked up at me, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "I controlled the pace, my hand gripping his base as I took him deeper. He moaned, his hands gripping the arms of the chair as he lost control."
She brought him to the brink, her mouth working him faster and faster. "But I wasn't done with him yet. I pulled back, his cock glistening with my saliva. He looked at me, his eyes pleading for more."
She stood up, her boss still on his knees before her. "And that's exactly what he got. I'll have to show you sometime, it was quite the sight."
I watched as she walked out of the office, her hips swaying hypnotically. I couldn't wait to see what she had in store for me next.
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