My Husband’s Boss

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My husband was a rising star and a Junior Vice President of the company he worked for. However, his immediate boss was the son of the owner and CEO. Jim knew he would eventually have to shift to another department or even a different company but as far as the latter went it wasn’t a good time.  We had just bought a new house, Jim had given me my dream car, and we had one son to finish college and the second one just starting.Jim felt more confident about things than I did.  I love my husband dearly and enjoy looking sexy for him. His co-workers do not mind because I often visit Jim in his office, looking very sexy. In my mid-forties, my fit 36DD-28-34 figure packed into a five-feet four-inch frame is always showing my firm curves. I must admit that I enjoy the attention.All except for his boss, the owner’s son. He was a well-known womanizer. In addition, his reputation is that of a less than gentle and somewhat selfish lover. I am no saint and have a high sex drive. I admit I have strayed during our marriage. I have fucked others but only make love to Jim. However, the looks from Mike were oily and too lewd even for my tastes. One day I came in to see Jim in a tight mid-thigh dress and a tight button-down blouse with the top three buttons undone. Under that was a lace push-up bra. Not really needed but a nice effect. Matching garters, black lace stockings, and five-inch heels. Jim was going to get a nice lunchtime surprise.The route from the elevator to my husband’s office goes by Mike’s office. I dreaded walking by because he would make some comments. In a normal company, he would be facing harassment charges. However, the combination of my admittedly inappropriate attire and being the son’s owner made my ability to say anything, dangerous.I never told Jim about it because he would do something. Then he would be looking for a new job after being fired. Not a prospect I wanted, so I put up with it.This beylikdüzü escort time I was surprised and, surprising myself, a bit disappointed when Mike didn’t even get out of his chair when I walked by. I arrived at Jim’s office where his secretary told me that he had been sent to Detroit by Mike in an emergency. I had just missed him.His secretary apologized. She had called me at home to tell me but must have missed me. Then Mike had given her several jobs to do and that kept her from calling my cell phone. I muttered to myself, “I bet that Mike did that on purpose so he could gawk at me!”I turned to leave and was deep in thought when I almost ran into Mike who was now standing outside the door. Grinning like the lech he is, he purred in a creepy straight from a porno voice, “Looking good Lynn. Did you plan on giving Jim a little lunchtime action?”I gawked at him. That was bold even for him.I was too stunned to even reply. Still, with that borderline perverted smile, he told me to come into his office. There was something he wanted to talk to me about. I knew he could be a vindictive asshole, so I silently walked by him into the office. He followed me in, and I heard the door shut.As he walked around me, he gave my ass a pat. I about jumped out of my skin. He didn’t even turn his head to see if I reacted as he walked around his desk and sat. I was standing about four feet from his desk looking at him. If this were the military, I imagined that I would be there to be chewed out. I felt very self-conscious in my admittedly slutty attire. Making no move to mask his actions he looked me up and down as if appraising something he was thinking of buying.This went on for what seemed like an hour but, was probably less than a minute.“I will get to the point. We are merging with another company. Well, more like absorbing it. My father is buying it.”I felt my stomach drop. My mind beylikdüzü escort bayan was racing. Why was he telling me this? I knew about it but Jim had made no indication that his job was in trouble. Mike’s father had told Jim that he knew who really ran the division.“It has already been decided that my Junior VP will be from the other company. The man picked is the son of the soon-to-be-former owner. So that leaves what to do with your husband.”I blurted out, “Jim is one of the top guys in the whole company.” But instead of it coming out as pride and bragging it came out as panicking. Mike picked up on that and his smile became even lewder. I swallowed hard. I was in over my head.“True, which is why if things ‘go right’ I will recommend he become a Senior VP of another division…” My heart soared in relief but it was instantly crushed as Mike continued, “or I can have him fired in such a way he won’t be able to get a job flipping burgers. Jim is an excellent worker, but my mother would never allow my father not to back me even if he knows it was wrong.”I was back in full panic. He was right. I knew Jim would eventually win a fight but by then his reputation and our lives would be ruined. His grin was evil as he soaked in my terror. “They say behind every great man there is a great woman. I have always admired and been envious of you. I have tried, as you know, to seduce you several times and you always politely turned me down. I will be honest that pisses me off.”My knees were feeling weak. “Where is this going, Mike?”The grin left his face and one of rage replaced it in a flash. “You need to make amends to me. Plus, you need to prove to me you will be grateful if I recommend Jim for another position!”I could only stare. I knew this was wrong. He went on, “Before you even think that you can tell people that I propositioned you, blackmailed you…” he chuckled, “God, I escort beylikdüzü love that word ‘blackmail.’ Remember you came in dressed like that and then walked into my office. If you claim that you had come to visit Jim just remember his secretary called you to tell you he had left.”My mind was too far into panic mode to see the holes in his plot. As if in an out of body experience I heard myself ask, “So if I do what you want Jim gets a promotion. If I don’t, he gets fired? What do you want from  me?” I heard myself saying, realizing I would do anything for Jim’s career.“Well for starters, your blouse. Take it off.”“If I do what you say, he gets at least a twenty percent raise?”Mike chuckled. “Are you going to do whatever I want? If so say the deal out loud.” He stood up. He pushed something on his desk and walked around to the other side standing in front of me leaning back on the desk. “Say what you were going to say, Lynn,” he told me again.“If you give Jim the promotion to Senior VP with a twenty percent raise I will do anything you want,” I stated firmly. My intent was that if I was going to have to do this I would get something for Jim. I knew this asshole would fire him otherwise.“Deal!”I couldn’t believe what was happening. Not the part of him telling me to take it off, but that I began to do it. I began to take off my blouse. With each button I blushed more. Yet with each button I felt something building between my legs. My nipples became hard. What was wrong with me? I let it fall to the floor. My lace bra did nothing to hide the stiff nipples. Mike grinned.“Now the skirt.” I hesitated. All he had to do was raise an eyebrow and the fear splashed over me. As I undid the skirt I reddened for a different reason. I was wet. I wiggled the skirt over my hips and let it fall to the floor. “Oh, baby. No panties. My, you are a little slut aren’t you?”I opened my mouth with a retort but bit it off. Here I was standing in my husband’s boss’s office in bra, garters, stockings, and heels only. “Now the bra slut.” I winced because when he called me a slut it felt like a bolt shot from my ears to my pussy. Totally humiliated I was aroused by it. Still, though, I started to cover myself with my arms.

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