Your Husband’s Boss II (Audio Script)

Stories

“Yeah, yeah, I’m almost there.

I’m just waiting for the elevator.”

“Perfect.

We’re both ready for you up here.”

“Can I just say… I really thought this whole thing was going to make you jealous.”

“Really?

You know I don’t have a jealous streak.”

“Yeah, but… thinking about something and actually doing it is different, you know?

Like when I wanted to do that threesome when we started dating, then I just couldn’t?”

“True.

But we’ve grown a lot, I think.

We didn’t really talk everything through back then.”

“Yeah, we did kind of rush it.

Well, I just want to say I’m really loving this… thing we’ve got going right now.”

“Yeah, it’s pretty clear.”

“You know what I mean.”

“You know, I knew watching would be hot, but watching you two together, it just…

I don’t know.

I think it unlocked something in me.”

“Yeah? Me too. Okay, I’m in the elevator.

See you in a minute.”

“Okay.

See you soon.

Love you.”

“Love you too.”

Come on… come on, come on.

Hurry up.

Why does your office have to be on the top floor?

Finally.

I stride through the endless corridors of cubicles, trying to act like I actually belong here, trying to blend in, hoping no one notices me.

Okay.

First left… then the third office to the right.

There you are.

Both of you.

My stomach flutters with anticipation.

Fucking your boss at a party is one thing.

But during the work day? In your office?

I really don’t want to get walked in by one of your co-workers with your boss’s dick in my mouth.

But the thrill of it all is so hot.

“Come in!”

“There she is.”

“Hey.”

You get up from behind your desk and pull me into your arms.

Your office is much smaller than Luke’s, obviously.

It’s got more of a personal touch.

One of our framed wedding photos and your newest succulent usually sit on the desk.

But… I notice they’ve been placed on the windowsill today.

The window that overlooks the city skyline has the blinds drawn open.

And neither of you can stop smiling.

Luke’s half-sitting on the desk with one hand in his pocket.

It’s clear who actually owns the office.

“Hey.

It’s good to see you again.”

“You as well.”

He’s wearing suit pants and a shirt rolled up at the sleeves and the top buttons undone.

I feel myself getting smaller under him as he stands up.

Being under those dark eyes again, like they’re already undressing me.

My mind flits back to being on his desk, him inside me… stretching and filling me.

Just like he did at the party, his eyes flick down my blouse and skirt, then back up to me.

A white-hot flush rises in my cheeks.

I still can’t believe I had sex with this guy, your boss, while you watched.

And I can still barely look at him without going beet red.

The way his eyes wander over my body like he wants to take me right here, right now…

“So… I appreciate you coming all this way.”

“It’s no problem.

Happy to take a break from work.”

I perch myself on the edge of your desk, looking back and forth between you.

Your smile is so mischievous… I feel you’re up to something.

The game has already started.

The way you’re looking at me, the way he’s talking…

we’re diving right in.

“I’ve given your husband a different job for us today, one with a little more responsibility.

I think it’s time he can be trusted with this new position.”

“Yeah?

And what new position would that be?”

“We were thinking that I… stand guard outside while you two… catch up.

I can see through the blinds and… just watch from the outside.

How does that sound?”

“Won’t you… be joining us?”

“Oh yeah, when we tell him to, of course.

Until then, I think a private meeting between the two of us is in order.

How do you feel about that?”

“Fine by me.

Just please make sure we don’t get caught.”

I squeeze my thighs together and glance over at you.

I can see the anticipation written all over your face, and… it’s hot, how into this you are.

“Deal.

I’ll be right outside.”

You stand up and head to the door.

My breath catches and excitement swirls in my stomach.

We’re actually doing this.

“I’ll see you soon.”

“I’ll let you know when, okay?”

“Okay.”

I steal one last glance at you before I turn to Luke.

His eyes never leave mine as he gets up and steps closer.

He leans forward, his hands on either side of my hips.

“So, it’s just us now…”

“It is.”

“I can’t wait to hear you beg for me again.”

I trail my hands up his chest and wrap my arms around his shoulders.

“You might have to try harder this time.

I’m a tough negotiator.”

Everything about kissing Luke just feels so natural, like I’ve been doing this for years, yet, at the same time, it all feels so new and exciting.

He pulls me flush against him.

I wind my arms around his shoulders, and I catch sight of your figure through the window.

I can’t see your face, but I imagine you’re watching us with that same longing, hypnotized look as last time.

He takes my jaw in his hand and guides my face up to look at him.

“Open your mouth…”

His kisses are urgent and confident, self-assured in how he likes to take charge.

I melt against his strong, hard body as he walks me back until my thighs press against the desk.

“Here, round you go…”

He grabs my hips and spins me around.

He swipes a small pile of papers and files to the ground to clear more room.

My breath catches in my throat.

This is like something out of a movie.

Anticipation spikes in my stomach.

The thrill that we might get caught in the middle of the day…

The scandal of finding you watching your boss fuck your wife…

He traces his fingers up my thighs and lifts my skirt around my hips.