Her boss smirked at her, looking over her naked body head to toe. She tried to look him back in the eyes, but hers were inevitably drawn to the thick, long monster hanging between his legs surrounded by an overgrown forest of dark pubic hair. She gulped at its size, suddenly fearful of what her husband would say if he found her pussy overstretched, loose around his tiny – in comparison to her boss’s – cock. Kayleigh chewed at her lower lip. Come to think of it, she thought. Would Justin even notice? She cast back to the few times they had made love and couldn’t recall if her husband had ever filled her up. Shit, the young wife cursed.
“Damn,” Ryan said, pleased at what stood before him. “You are one fine looking woman, Kayleigh. I don’t think there’s a man alive who wouldn’t want to fuck you.”
She rolled her blue eyes at the crude comment.
“Even the gays would want you,” he continued. “But still – something is missing.”
The blonde stiffened in fear, lifting her eyes to his lust-filled green orbs.
“I got it!” her boss grinned, tapping a finger to his cheek. “Your wedding ring! You took it off!”
“Well – yes,” Kayleigh admitted softly.
“Why?” he asked.
“It should be obvious,” she said. “There’s no need with what we’re going to do.”
“Uh-huh,” Ryan nodded. “I don’t think so. You are a married woman. You should be wearing your ring.”
“What?” the blonde cried.
“You heard me,” he said sternly. “Put your ring back on.”
She stared at him incredulously.
“Well?” Mr. Green arched an eyebrow. “Hop to it, Kayleigh.”
“I – I,” the young woman stammered. “I can’t.”
“I doubt you would have left it at home,” he said. “Your husband would have noticed that.”
“No, it’s not at home,” she said softly. “It’s – in the glove compartment.”
“So why are you standing here?” her boss asked, his smirk growing larger.
“I can’t run out for it like this!” the blonde burst out loud. “I’m naked. The entire neighborhood would see me!”
“So?”
She gasped at him. He wanted her – told her – to get her wedding ring and put it on. How could he, the slime! It would be humiliating to run outside stark naked! Oh, God! That’s what he wants me to do! Shit, shit, shit!
“Time’s a wasting, Kayleigh,” he said, watching her cheeks burn red. “You don’t want to find out what’ll happen if you don’t do as I say, do you?”
“You’re going to fuck me either way,” she spat at him, glaring.
“And how,” Ryan grinned. “But you should remember, you agreed not only to have sex with me as much as I want, but to do what I want as well.”
Her cheeks paled, recalling the conversation earlier that day in his office. She had agreed to that, damn it!
“Please,” Kayleigh begged, tears falling from her blue eyes. “Don’t – don’t make me run outside like this. Can’t we do s-something else? Please?”
“I don’t know,” he teased. “You really should be wearing your wedding ring.”
“Please, no,” the blonde pleaded, dropping to her knees before him with clasped hands and pouting. |