Getting Back At My Boss With His Hotwife: His Hotwife, #1

By Mona Rivers

When my boss showed up at my BBQ I thought my weekend had been ruined, until I saw his hot wife.

She was ten years his junior with dangerous curves and a wicked smile.

Shame the boss is here, I guess we'll have to make him watch.

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This story is intended for 18+ Adults only. Themes: Cuckold, cheating, voyeur, exhibitionism.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Mona Rivers
• Release date: Jun 3, 2021
• ISBN: 9798215675885

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Getting Back At My Boss With His Hotwife

I made his way downstairs, music wafted into the house through the back door.

The neighbors must be having a party. Morning parties are the worst.

As his feet hit the tiles on the ground floor, he stole a glance out the kitchen window. A dozen people were milling about in the back yard.

What the hell? he thought as he went looking for his wife.

Hey baby, a voice called from behind.

Before he could turn, he felt a body leap onto his back.

It was Tasha. He hurriedly wrapped his arms around her legs to take the weight as his playful wife clambered onto his back for a surprise piggyback. Sam felt the warmth of his wife’s skin press against his bare back. There was a lot of skin. Glancing over his shoulder he could see Tasha clinging to his back in a skimpy blue bikini, and daisy dukes. She looked good. She always looked good.

The feel of her warmth against him, melted his resistance. She knew he was angry about her unsanctioned sex parties. She may have been caught red-handed, but he still had no idea how long it had been going on, or who had been slipping into his wife’s bed or body.

What’s going on? He asked as Tasha’s lips danced across his neck. Where did all this come from?

I know you’re cranky so I wanted to make it up to you, Sam. I planned a little party.

I’m not really in the mood babe, I replied as the doorbell rang.

Turning I could see two people through the glass. The first made my blood boil. It was my supervisor Brian. Seeing that piece of work on the weekend was the last thing I needed.

Why the hell would you invite that turd? I asked.

Tasha’s lips moved to my ear. I know you hate him baby, I didn’t invite him I invited Tia, turns out he’s a jealous one, doesn’t let her go anywhere without him.

Tia was Brian’s insanely hot trophy wife. Twenty-two to Brian’s thirty-five he’d scooped up the young out of