Impregnating My Ex-Boss's Wife

By David C. Lowe

When Matt's soon to be ex-boss Doug invites him to a party for his friends and associates, he ends up spending time with the hostess Tracy, who is annoyed with her husband and wants to make him pay.

Later in the night Doug asks Matt to help with taking Tracy home and it seems Tracy is still a little annoyed with her husband.

• Language: English
• Publisher: David C. Lowe
• Release date: Oct 1, 2021
• ISBN: 9781005548193

David C. Lowe

I write stories under the name David C. Lowe and Charles Lowe.

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Impregnating My Ex-Boss's Wife

By David C. Lowe

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Copyright 2021 David C. Lowe

Our little family started at a party where there were a lot of good people. And then there was the host and hostess: Doug, the everlasting jerk and Tracy his wife who was really okay - when she wasn't being the complete nymphomaniac teenaged virginal sweetie whore.

I used to work for Doug's firm and had the good sense to leave it before either I killed him or I got fired. He, to this day, thinks I like him and I, for my own reasons, never corrected that false assumption.

Doug was throwing this party and it was his way of trying to show everyone how important and wealthy he was. It was for his associates (employees) and friends, real and imagined - probably mostly imagined, and was in the ballroom of a hotel. To a large extent, I think most of the people here were here to party with each other, have a good time, and have as little to do with him as they could get away with and not be obvious about avoiding him. That was certainly my case anyway. Not surprisingly, he and Tracy showed up late: I assumed they were supposed to be making an entrance of some kind.

I only knew Tracy well enough to know that I would love to get her in the sack and sure as hell wouldn't ever want to live with her; you see, she had a bit of a temper. Doug had married her practically when she had graduated out of the Middle School she had attended. Somehow this asshole felt that the younger they were, the tighter they were and his business could well afford to hire the best lawyers around if some Sheriff decided to do some criminal charges based on Statutory Rape or Carnal Knowledge.

Now she was approaching the age of emancipation so it really didn't count with her legally wearing a wedding ring. I had seen her nymphomaniac-bitch act on more than one occasion; fortunately, I wasn't the object of her tirade on any of those occasions. Between Doug's money and contacts, if he felt she had been wronged, he