Husband's Boss

By Todd Geller

Olivia's husband Marcus is a wimp at work...and in the bedroom. Desperate to help Marcus with his new boss, Olivia decides to use her luscious body to her advantage.

But when she meets the devastatingly sexy O'Brian, her husband's boss, everything changes.

The man blows her mind as he takes her there and then...in front of her husband.

 

One-click now to see how Olivia handles a man who's really in charge!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Todd Geller
• Release date: May 12, 2024
• ISBN: 9798224237357

Todd Geller

Todd Geller writes scorching hot new adult romance novels. He especially loves flawed characters who help each other heal. His books are the perfect mix of heat, humor, and heart. When he isn't writing, he's chain drinking tea or debating which fictional character would be the best in bed.  With Todd's books, you can count on confident heroines, plenty of steamy tension, and deliciously assertive leading men. There are no guarantees in life, but with his books, you know everything will work out in the end. However, a perfect ending would not be nearly as satisfying without a seemingly insurmountable challenge. Todd loves to add plenty of adversity in his stories, creating unforgettably dynamic characters and sneaky plot twists you will never see coming.

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Chapter 1

At the age of 49, Marcus felt that he had reached a certain degree of success in both his professional and personal life.

He had worked diligently throughout his academic and business careers to be in the position he now was. He had put the failures of his past love life far behind him, and he was now going on his 14th year with this corporation.

Marcus had provided his beautiful wife of 14 years with a beautiful 6-bedroom home in the burbs and all the luxuries that his six-figure salary could afford. He also had a relatively-large nest egg saved from the first 15 and half years of his career following college. He had invested wisely.

For Marcus, things were seemingly perfect. His 38-year-old wife, Olivia, was a strikingly-beautiful blonde of 5' 7" and 130 lbs. with an impressive 34DD-23-35 figure. She looked 10 years younger than her age, and still turned many heads.

The only thing missing in his life was a child, which Marcus was unable to provide. But he was optimistic that this could still happen someday, and everything else was going well.

Things hadn't always gone so smoothly for the tall, timid and noticeably geeky Marcus. Throughout high school he was never successful with the girls, dating no more than once or twice. His lanky 6' 7" tall and 215 lb. frame was unathletic and somewhat undernourished for his height. And, his shy and passive demeanour prevented him from even attempting to ask many girls out. When he did, he was usually rejected.

Marcus had an intense attraction for the cheerleader type. To him, they were everything he ever wanted - beautiful, athletic and feminine. But Marcus was far from the athletic type that these girls appeared to attach themselves to. To him, it seemed as if every beautiful white cheerleader he had his eye on was dating one of the black players from the track, football or basketball teams. Marcus didn't quite understand why back then. In his mind, he was a straight-A student on the young execs committee and had a future. More often than not, Marcus found himself cowardly slithering away like a big coward when he was around these cheerleaders. But as graduation approached, he remained eager to move onto college.

Marcus was given a partial academic scholarship to a small, midwestern college in Michigan. He had several other offers, but he wanted to stay within driving distance of his family. His family was the typical middle-class, midwestern family barely making ends' meet, and Marcus was very close to his mother.

In the past, others had described Marcus as a big momma's boy but that did not affect his decision to sign with U Tech. He would be only 200 miles from home and felt as if this was the farthest, he wanted to be from his mom. He would have half his tuition paid for as long as he maintained a B average, and that was good enough.

About three weeks before the start of the school year, Marcus drove up to U Tech to get situated into his dorm room. As he passed by the recreation center and gym, he noticed the U Tech Cheer Squad practicing on the infield of the track and field area. He thought to himself how nice it would be to get to know one of these girls as he stepped inside William's Hall.

While inside, he browsed around and even watched a racquetball game for a while before deciding to head back to his dorm room to call his mom. That is when he ran into Coach Lamar, the school's basketball coach.

U Tech had never participated in a basketball program until two years before. Coach Lamar was in his 50's, and was a Phys Ed coach from a nearby high school. He was asked to start up a basketball program two years ago. The small midwestern town was within 30 miles of some of the larger cities in Michigan, but had only participated in volleyball, track and field, Golf and Tennis. None of the major college sports.

The small college town was 100% white and the college student-base reflected that. But Coach Lamar had aspirations of getting a better basketball team together before the school year began. He was getting desperate as the season approached, and needed a couple of more players.

When he saw Marcus's 6' 7" frame slowly walking away from William's Hall, he approached the young freshman. Coach Lamar tried to persuade Marcus to come out for the team. Initially, Marcus was not even remotely interested. But, as he glanced over Coach Lamar's broad shoulders and spotted those cheerleaders jumping around in their frilly little skirts, he thought to himself that this could be an opportunity of a lifetime.

The unathletic Marcus grew even more interested as the coach described how he would receiving a full scholarship for both his tuition and boarding, if he signed up for 4 years. Marcus was convinced. What better way to take care of all his expenses, he thought. Gleefully, he ran back to his dorm room and called his mom. He told her the good news. His mother was a bit startled by the news, knowing that her son had never before played any sport. But she shared her son's enthusiasm and congratulated him. Marcus gleamed as his mother told him how proud she was. Thank you, momma. Marcus replied.

The coach had called for practices for the all-white basketball team to begin at the end of the week. When Marcus arrived at the gym, he was greeted his teammates. It had seemed that Coach Lamar had put together a makeshift group of all taller than average white players to field his freshman team. The sophomore and varsity teams had not been established and this team would go on to be the school's first varsity group after the next two seasons.

It soon became obvious to the new coach that his team was below average. He had already set an aggressive 32-game schedule for the regular season but felt preseason games, or practice games would be a better way to get ready for the season. Coach Lamar set up 4 games with Baker College, an inner-city team. Baker was one of only 5 other small colleges on the schedule. The schedule had already seen U Tech playing Baker College 8 times during the upcoming regular season, and U Tech would play the other four teams a total of 6 times each. The coach could only manage the 4 practice games against Baker, and was optimistic about improving his team's chances. The practice games were to be played over the next two weeks; two games scheduled for each of those weeks.

At practice the next day, Marcus noticed the Freshman Cheer Squad practicing inside. It had been raining that day. As the girls practiced their routines on the court next to theirs, Marcus grew distracted. The coach barked out orders for the team to be more aggressive, but Marcus's attention was somewhere else.

He had noticed Bianca Jameson, a beautiful fair-skinned, redheaded Irish girl from Iowa. She was a vision. Bianca made eye-contact with him and Marcus timidly returned a smile. After practice, the