New Boss Has A Huge Package

Bunny and Jake Madison are happily married and work for the same new guy, Boswell Black. Their relationship is solid except for one truth she won’t say out loud—until it’s hanging right in front of her. The second she meets Boswell she clocks the massive bulge in his slacks and can’t stop thinking about it. She stops thinking soon enough. Every lunch, every late meeting, she’s under his desk, sliding her lips up and down the fat cock her husband can’t give her. She slurps, drools, moans like she’s been starving. One afternoon Jake pops in to grab a file and freezes. There she is, knees spread, cheeks puffed, greedy as hell. She doesn’t stop right away; she gives one more slow bob, lips stretched wide, then pops free with a wet smack. Her fingers barely close around that thick shaft as she wipes her chin and turns to her husband. “He doesn’t have your little problem,” she says, voice thick and messy. “I need this, Jake. I need it bad.” Boswell leans back, casual as ever, like this is nothing new. “Lots of couples need a little help like this,” he says, calm and steady. “Nothing to be ashamed of.” Bunny keeps her grip on that giant dick while she tells Jake to sit, undo his pants, and stroke. He does it with shaky hands while she crawls onto the desk, lines Boswell up, and sinks down—slow, wet, taking every throbbing inch with a long, satisfied moan. Her eyes roll, her wedding ring glints on the hand bracing the desk, and the quiet of the office fills with skin slapping skin and the filthy sound of her getting exactly what she’s been missing. Work is never the same. Their marriage will never be the same. And Bunny? She finally looks satisfied.