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My Cuckold Wife #6: Office Roulette

MY WIFE & THE OFFICE! My cuckold wife is an insatiable slut, so I always find ways to please her. As a challenge, I command her to play sex roulette with the lawyers at her law firm. As each encounter becomes more daring, I follow her around the office watching her progress. But what will happen when she knocks on her boss’s door unannounced?

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Print Length: 27 pages

Type: Standalone Story (For Men & Women)

Price: $2.99

My Cuckold Wife #6: Office Roulette (Excerpt)

The Husband:

During the past ten years of our marriage, Mary and I have pursued an unorthodox sex life. During this period, we’ve explored many of our desires, but my wife’s wish to cuck me in public stayed our most important fantasy.

My wife works for an important firm focusing on bankruptcy law called William Malbec & Associates. The Seattle location’s third floor contains many offices for lawyers and paralegals. Now and then, I visit her when she works late. During these late-night cram sessions, we often discuss ways to explore our fantasies. Despite this, my wife keeps legal work separate from sex play because she needs a job.

Last Tuesday evening, however, I challenged her to a new and daring game. After a few hours working on a brief, she pushed her chair back and pulled the circlet from her long hair. Auburn mane flowed as she shook them out; her wavy locks mirrored the colors and swirls of her oaken desk.

I studied my wife’s face. Mary’s impeccably applied makeup turned me on, as always. Her eyebrows remained plucked and trim. Her eyes held a faraway glower with pupils often drifting up, leaving a sliver of white underneath. My wife’s luscious carmine lip-gloss made her mouth appear to spread across her face. Her beautiful head lilted to the right, lost in some mysterious contemplation.

My eyes scanned her succulent body. Her work outfit comprised a stylish ensemble. A white blouse with a black undergarment contained her pendulous breasts. A pressed ebony skirt bound her luscious hips. Black hose led to garters. A prized set of oversized pearls hung loosely, doubled around her slender neck.

I offered her a slice of cold pizza, but she refused it. Instead, she slumped into her desk chair, exhausted and in need of decompression. She brought her glossy red heels atop the desk as she leaned back.

“God, Jim. I’m so tired. I need a vacation,” she grumbled as she removed the pencil’s tip from her lip-glossed mouth. “I always have so much work.”

I stared at the lipstick smear on the pencil as I said, “You need a massage. That might help.”

I walked over to her and kneaded her shoulders as I added, “Maybe we should go to Vegas again.”

She sighed.

“It’s pretty rough staying late, isn’t it?” I asked as my fingers dug into her shoulder muscles.

“Yeah, but it comes with the territory.”

I stopped massaging her. My nose pressed into her hair as I confessed, “I’ve been thinking about something. I have an idea.”

“What?”

I continued kneading her shoulders. “Something daring,” I said.

Her smile beamed from the mirror opposite her desk. I pressed harder. “Something iniquitous,” I added.

Her eyes closed in a sultry way as I admitted, “Something taboo.”

“Sounds interesting. Can I take my heels off?” Her eyes snapped open. 

I smiled. “Yep. Definitely.”

The Wife:

A mischievous glint materialized in my husband’s eyes. Jim’s fingers stopped digging into my shoulders. He reached into his jacket pocket and rummaged around. Before long, he produced an object and held it to the desk lamp. A marble cube with numbers instead of dots whirled in his fingers—an odd gambler’s die.

He leaned forward and whispered into my ear, “If you love me, what would you do for me?” 

I replied slowly, “You know I’d do anything.”

“Would you?”

“Yes.”

“Anything?”

I laughed. “Yes, of course.”

He bowed and muttered, “We’ll see about that.”

He placed the die on my desk and added, “If you’ll do anything for me, then let’s play a little game.”

To Be Continued…

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