Cleaning His Boss's Creampie

“Does he flirt with every woman like that?” Marie asked as Simon zipped up her red dress.

Simon gently kissed his wife’s neck. “No,” he said. “He really seemed to like you.”

He looked at his wife in the mirror and couldn’t help but feel lucky. She was astoundingly beautiful with long, wavy brown hair and a slender body that she worked hard to keep in great shape. The wives of most of his coworkers had long since given up on keeping in shape and embraced the plumpness that afflicts so many women after 40.

“He knew I was your wife, you know,” Marie said as she turned around and looked into Simon’s eyes. “He knew he was flirting with an employee’s wife. That doesn’t bother you?”

In truth, it had bothered him a little. David was the head of one of the city’s most powerful law firms and when he set his sights on something he usually ended up getting it. At the company’s Christmas party Marie had caught his eye and he’d been aggressive in his flirtation.

Simon pulled his wife close and kissed her. He surprised himself with the passion behind it and seemed to surprise her too. When he broke the kiss they simply stared at each other for a few moments, soaking up the silence. Finally, Simon spoke. “I’d be lying if I didn’t say it bothered me a little.”

Marie reached between her husband’s legs and caressed the erection she knew she’d find there. “It doesn’t bother you that much though, does it?” she asked with a devilish smile on her face.

“I guess not,” Simon answered before kissing her again. If they weren’t already late for the party he would have torn the dress off of her and fucked his wife right on the bedroom floor.

“We should get going,” she said.

Simon groaned and Marie smiled. He knew she liked it when he was sexually frustrated. She said it made him more attentive. She wasn’t wrong. He couldn’t keep his hands off of her on the way to the car and spent the drive to David’s house caressing Marie’s legs.

Every spring, David invited the lawyers at the firm to his home in the country for a lavish party. It was seen by most as a chance to impress the boss and improve their odds at making partner, which is what everyone was ultimately chasing. Everyone knew it was also a chance to screw up, as more than a few members of the firm had seen their employment ended shortly after the spring party in years prior.

Simon felt confident as he pulled up to his boss’s home. He’d worked exceptionally hard the previous year, turned in a remarkably high number of billable hours, and had always felt like David was fond of him.

Simon handed the keys to the valet and took Marie’s hand as they ascended the stairs to the front door. David was there to greet them. “Simon, Marie, welcome to my home.”

Simon smiled. “Thank you for having us sir. Your home is as breathtaking as ever.”

“And so is your wife,” David replied as he leaned forward and greeted Marie with a lingering kiss on the cheek. His hand found its way to the small of her back and slowly moved down to briefly grasp the upper half of her butt through the tight material of her red dress.

A quiet squeal of surprise escaped Marie’s lips as David’s hand slipped off her ass and moved to greet Simon. “You’ll find drinks and food inside and I’m sure we’ll have time to connect once the rest of the guests have arrived,” David said as he ushered the couple inside.

Once they were out of earshot Marie whispered to her husband, “Did you see that?”

Simon couldn’t have missed it. David wasn’t exactly subtle when he grabbed Marie’s ass. It seemed like whatever drove his flirting at the Christmas party was still very much alive. He could tell his wife was a bit distressed, too.

They stopped at the bar to order drinks and as the bartender busied himself preparing their order, Marie turned to her husband. “Well, are you going to do anything about this?” she whispered. “Or are you just going to let your boss do whatever he wants with me?”

Simon wasn’t sure what to say. He was certain he’d be fired if he got angry at David for touching his wife like that and he was smart enough to know that a wrongful termination suit would fail. David was one of the city’s most powerful lawyers.

Marie didn’t seem nearly as upset as Simon might have thought. She seemed frustrated that he hadn’t done anything in the moment, but he suspected she understood the predicament they were in. “What do you want me to do? We both know what will happen if I tell him to knock it off. You know people have been fired for less.”

As their drinks arrived David showed up, surprising them both. “Sorry to startle you,” he said with a smile. “Marie, I hope you don’t mind but I need to steal your husband for a bit. I’d like to introduce him to a prospective client I’ve invited. I need him to work his magic.” He turned to Simon and said, “You’ll be the point man on their account and I need you to convince them you’ll be able to deliver.”

“Of course. Take him away,” Marie said before lifting her glass and taking a sip of champagne.

Simon smiled at his wife and walked away with David. He shook hands with the two gentlemen he was introduced to and was distressed to see his boss walk right back towards Marie.

While doing his job and wooing the new client he kept an eye on the bar, where David was clearly hitting on his wife. A surge of jealousy washed over him as he watched Marie laugh and lean closer to David. He reached out and caressed her arm as he whispered something into her ear, eliciting another joyful laugh.

“What do you think about that?” the client said, and Simon realized he hadn’t been paying attention. He’d been too focused on the sight of another man trying to seduce his wife.

He took a shot in the dark and said, “I think that sounds smart. Why don’t you give me the details?”

For a few tense moments he wondered if he’d blown the account. He was relieved to see the client smile and launch into a long-winded recitation of details. Simon turned from the bar and from the sight of David and Marie flirting. He knew he’d lose the client and likely his job if he didn’t devote his full attention to the conversation.

An hour later he entered the party again. Simon was certain he’d locked down the client’s business and was free to focus his energy on finding his wife and ensuring she was okay.

He spotted her in the backyard and began to make his way to her when David interrupted him. “Simon, can I have a moment of your time?” his boss asked.

“Of course,” he said and followed David into his personal library. Shelves lined every wall and each was stuffed with a breathtaking array of books. Simon knew his boss had read them all.

“Sit, please,” David said as he gestured to one of the two leather chairs in the room. He poured them each a drink and handed one to Simon. “I’ve just been informed we have a new client. Well done.” They toasted and each took a sip of the expensive scotch.

“Thank you, sir,” Simon replied as he savored the strong, smoky of the alcohol.

“There’s something else I want to talk about,” David said as he leaned forward. He met Simon’s gaze and offered a serious look before saying, “I’ve decided I want to fuck your wife.”

Simon choked on the sip of scotch in his mouth and spit it back into his glass. “What?” he said in a shocked tone.

“Marie is stunningly beautiful Simon, and I want her, and you know that I usually get what I want. I’ve already talked to her about it and she seems amenable,” David said with a cocky smile.

“You talked to my wife about fucking her? Are you crazy?” Simon tried to tamp down his anger. He wanted to thrash the man sitting in front of him, but he knew his employment hung in the balance. He also knew that David would likely ensure that no other firm in the city would hire him if he declined to let him fuck Marie.

Was he telling the truth about talking to her? Was Marie really okay with letting David fuck her? Simon took a deep breath, put his drink down, and stood up. He buttoned his jacket and turned to his boss before saying, “Let me talk to her.”

“You do that. Afterwards I’d like you both to meet me in the master bedroom. You’ll find it upstairs and to the left. It’s the last door.” David leaned back and took a long sip of scotch. The smug, satisfied look on his face infuriated Simon.

Simon found Marie in the backyard. She politely excused herself from the conversation she was having and joined her husband to address the panicked look on his face.

Before Simon could ask a question, she spoke, “You spoke to David, didn’t you?” Simon nodded. “He wasn’t lying, honey. I told him I was okay with having sex with him.”

Simon was speechless. His mouth hung open. In an hour his wife had shifted from being annoyed that David had groped her to being willing to sleep with him. Finally, he managed to ask, “What changed? I don’t get it.”

“Simon, I’m not an idiot. We both know that David holds the keys to your future. If he wants to ruin your career, he can. If he wants to make you a partner, he can do that too. If fucking him is what it takes to make you partner, I’m more than happy to do it. It’s not like he’s hideous or too disgusting to consider having sex with. He’s a handsome, fit, powerful man. Plus, he’s not exactly lacking down there,” she said while pointing to her husband’s crotch.

“How do you know that?” Simon asked.

“We did a little more than flirt while you were indisposed with your new clients,” Marie said with a smile.

Simon felt like his head was spinning. “What does that mean?” he asked in a raised voice.

“We kissed a little,” Marie said. “He managed to get a hand up my dress, too. He’s a very charming man, you know. And like I said, he’s very powerful. That can be hard to resist, though I can’t say I put much effort into resisting him.”

Simon let his anger get the better of him and threw an accusation at his wife, “Is this because I didn’t stop him from groping your ass? Is this some weird way to get revenge for that?”

“I’m not going to fuck someone for revenge, Simon, but let’s not pretend this is going to be some major humiliation for you,” Marie spat back.

“What does that mean?” he said.

“You liked it when he flirted with me at the Christmas party. You couldn’t keep your hands off me that night. You couldn’t keep your hands off me in the car ride over here. You like the idea of your boss fucking your wife, don’t you?” Marie said, her voice rising as her sentence came to an end.

“No,” was the only answer Simon could manage. He stood and offered Marie his hand. “Let’s go. We might as well get this over with.”

Hand in hand, Simon and Marie made their way through the party and upstairs. They walked down the long hallway and opened the last door. The master bedroom was massive and well-appointed, and David stood there waiting for them.

“Welcome,” he said as he stepped forward and took Marie’s hand. She let go of her husband and walked towards the bed with his boss. Simon watched as his wife shared a slow, tender kiss with another man.

He watched David’s hands move over Marie’s body. He saw another man gently play with his wife’s breasts and squeeze her ass. He listened to her moan and saw her melt under his confident touch.

“Simon, come over here and help your wife out of her dress,” David said in a commanding tone.

Simon hesitated for a moment and it was Marie that spurred him to action. “Honey, please help me with the zipper,” she said.

Simon stepped forward and pulled on the zipper until it reached her lower back. He helped her slip the dress over her shoulders and down her toned body. He stepped back as she pushed it down her legs and stood there in her bra, panties, and high heels. Marie looked up at David before stepping towards him.

“I’m yours,” she said.

David smiled and pulled his employee’s wife towards him. He kissed her again, this time unhooking her bra as his tongue explored her mouth. He played with her breasts and she moaned, especially when he gently pulled on her nipples.

“Simon, take her panties off for me,” David ordered.

This time, Simon didn’t hesitate. He stepped forward, fell to his knees, and pulled off his wife’s panties, revealing her shaved pussy. He couldn’t help but notice her swollen lips and the obvious wetness between them. She was unquestionably aroused.

David spun Marie around so she was facing her husband. She looked down at him as he looked up. Their eyes met and in that moment they both embraced the reality of what they were doing. It sunk in that they were crossing a boundary they’d never even approached.

A smile spread across Marie’s face and she said, “I see you’re enjoying yourself a little more than you might be willing to admit. At least your cock can’t lie.”

For a split second Simon had no idea what she was talking about. When he reached between his legs and found an erection, he knew and felt deeply embarrassed.

“See, I was right about him,” David said.

“Yes you were,” Marie answered.

“Simon,” his boss began, “there’s one more detail I forgot to mention. I won’t be using a condom with your wife and you’ll be cleaning my cum out of her when I’m done. There will be no hesitation on your part, or you can kiss becoming a partner goodbye. Do you understand?”

Once again, Simon’s head spun. He looked up at Marie and David and a wave of dizziness washed over him. He was forced to sink to the floor to stop the spinning.

“He understands,” Marie said. “Don’t you honey?”

Simon nodded. He understood he was choosing his career over everything else in that moment. He understood it would almost certainly have long-term ramifications on his marriage, but it seemed as though they were long past the point of return. It seemed as though Marie had made the choice for him, in fact.

“Honey, look up at me,” Marie said. Simon obeyed and was greeted with a look of warmth from his wife. “I know this is going to be hard for you, but it’s for the best.” David’s hands slipped under her arms and he began to play with Marie’s breasts. She closed her eyes and let a moan escape before turning her attention back to her husband. “I want you to lick my pussy, honey. I want you to get me ready for him.”

Reluctantly, Simon moved closer to his wife’s smooth pussy. He could see how wet she was and knew she didn’t need him to get her ready. He knew she wanted him to participate, to tacitly agree to what was about to happen by offering his tongue. He obeyed.

“Good boy,” she said as her fingers entwined in his hair and pulled him tight against her pelvis. “Eat me.”

When she was satisfied with his work, Marie pushed Simon’s head from between her legs and turned around. She put her arms around David’s neck, kissed him passionately, and said, “Fuck me.”

David picked her up, placed her in his bed, and quickly stripped. Once naked, he turned to Simon, revealing his rather large cock to the soon-to-be-cuckold, and said, “I want you to stay right there and watch me cum in your wife.”

He held Simon’s gaze for what felt like ages, though it was no more than a handful of seconds. Finally, unable to stand the silence, Simon offered, “Yes, sir.”

With that, David turned and climbed into bed. He moved between Marie’s legs and rubbed the thick head of his cock around her swollen pussy lips.

Simon watched as another man slowly sank his impressively large cock into his wife. He witnessed his cuckolding and did nothing about it. He stayed there on his knees, transfixed by the sexual spectacle unfolding in front of him. The sight of Marie’s pussy lips stretching around the big dick was particularly enrapturing. He was certain she’d never had to open quite so wide to accommodate his cock.

From his vantage point on the floor Marie seemed immediately lost in lust. She wrapped her legs around David and pulled him deeper inside her. Her moans were guttural and passionate. “Oh God, fuck me,” she urged him.

As he watched, Simon couldn’t deny the arousal he felt. He knew he should be infuriated at watching his wife fuck another man. He knew he should throw David to the floor and beat him senseless, but he didn’t want to. He wanted to masturbate. More than anything, he wanted to pull out his cock and stroke it.

He wouldn’t, though. He knew that doing so would be the ultimate proof that he was a willing participant in all of this and he wasn’t able to go that far. Instead, he watched his wife fuck another man.

He watched them switch positions as Marie rolled over and got on top. Once again he marveled at how thick David’s cock was and how it seemed to force his wife’s pussy to stretch wide around it as she rode him. She bounced rhythmically and her body swallowed the foreign cock over and over.

When Marie climaxed Simon had to fight off another wave of desire to pull out his cock and masturbate. He wanted so badly to satisfy the growing sense of desire in his loins. He refused though, again forcing all his energy on the sight of David’s cock penetrating his wife’s pussy.

Soon after they switched to missionary again Simon heard his boss declare, “I’m going to cum inside you.”

Marie responded by wrapping her legs around him and practically begging him to fill her with his cum. “Cum inside me David. Fill me with your cum. Fill my pussy with your cum!”

David thrust deep into her one last time and groaned. Simon watched his balls contract over and over. He knew that each time meant another shot of semen into his wife’s pussy. He felt an almost-nauseating rush of pleasure as David came in his wife. It sickened Simon to think that watching his boss seed his wife turned him on, but he couldn’t deny it.

When David pulled out, his cock was wet with a combination of cum and Marie’s juices. He admired his handiwork for a moment and Simon couldn’t help but stare too. His wife’s pussy was red, puffy, and gaping from the big cock that had just been pounding it.

“Get to work,” David ordered.

Simon slowly crawled towards the bed and moved between Marie’s legs. He saw a thick stream of cum leaking from her pussy and towards her asshole. He looked up at his wife and was surprised to see a look of joyful anticipation on her face. She wanted him to do this.

“Clean me, honey. Lick up all of David’s cum,” she said in a soft voice as her fingers moved to the back of his head.

The moment had arrived. Marie pulled Simon toward the mess between her legs and he couldn’t stop it. He was going to clean another man’s cum from his wife’s pussy. He extended his tongue and licked up a dollop of cum. He nearly gagged on the taste. It was bitter and so much saltier than he expected.

“Swallow it,” Marie ordered. Simon hesitated. She pulled hard on his hair. “I swallow your cum, don’t I? It’s not that hard.”

Simon swallowed. Immediately his tongue and throat were coated with David’s cum. He fought back the urge to gag and used his tongue to retrieve another helping of cum from Marie’s pussy. The second one went down easier than the first. Soon he was eagerly cleaning her cunt of someone else’s seed.

“That’s a good boy. Get every drop,” Marie said as she began to gently press her hips forward. She moaned as Simon began to lick from the base of her pussy to her clit. He suddenly felt an overwhelming urge to make her cum, as if that would somehow wash away the fact that another man had fucked her, given her an orgasm, and ejaculated inside her.

A few short minutes later Marie was trembling in post-orgasmic bliss and her pussy was clean of David’s cum. Simon’s face was a sticky mess and his mind was awash with arousal, humiliation, and a touch of anger.

“Feel free to use the shower if you’d like to get cleaned up,” David said as he put his clothes back on. “Then join the party again. There are some important people I’d like to introduce you both to.” He smiled as he looked at the married couple in his bed. “Keep this up and you’ll be partner before you know it, Simon.” With that he turned and walked out of the bedroom, leaving Simon and Marie to clean up and consider how one afternoon at David’s house would forever change their marriage.