Cheating With My BIG Boss: A Hotwife Cuckold Story

By Isabella Tropez

Mark Thompson, Sarah's cocky, rich, and handsome boss, is always hitting on her. That would be any girls fantasy, but there's one problem - she's been married for seven years. Her clueless husband isn't giving her the attention she craves, and when Mr. Thomspson calls her into his office she can't help but let him push the limit further and further, until even she can't lie to herself about her feelings. What she doesn't expect is just how far she'll go to be degraded by him and humiliate her husband - including setting up a webcam in his office for her husband to see!

• Language: English
• Publisher: 25 Ea
• Release date: Dec 7, 2017
• ISBN: 9788826081434

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Cheating With My BIG Boss

Isabella Tropez

Have you met the new boss yet? Leaning into Sarah’s tiny office, Emily, eyes wide behind her trendy glasses, clapped one hand to her mouth dramatically, the other unconsciously smoothing her brunette up-do.

Sarah sighed, tucking a tendril of her flat-ironed blonde hair behind one ear. Just trying to get this last e-mail answered before the meeting. You never know how long these things will go. Why? Her vision was 20/20, but she found herself squinting anyway, trying to focus around her friend’s interruption.

Oh, trust me, girlfriend. You won’t care how long the meeting runs. I could watch Mark Thompson do nothing but chew gum for 3 hours.

Clicking send, Sarah rolled her eyes, standing and stretching out her fit 5’7 frame. She grabbed some tinted lip-gloss out of her center drawer and used her vague reflection in the computer monitor to apply it over the faded rose lipstick from this morning to freshen it. If Emily were in middle school, she’d be boy crazy". What was it in a grown woman, besides annoying?

Sarah’s phone sounded her text tone. Speaking of annoying, she thought as she checked her phone’s display. Her husband’s big, brown eyes, and goofy grin appeared beside his message.

Jake: Hi, hunny! Luv U!

She wondered if it was possible for her eyes just to roll right on out of her head. She typed a brusque reply.

Sarah: Meeting. Later.

She shrugged into her navy pinstriped jacket as she herded Emily out of her door.