‘So what happens now.’ He asked. ‘I feel…’ He didn’t finish his sentence. I guess it was endearing that my husbands boss was helplessly fumbling with his cock as if he was a virgin still, yeah, I don’t think there was a rational thought really, impulsively I tilted my hips. I… He didn’t exude leadership, there was just this boyish insecurity, as if he was some sort of nerd that still lived with his mommy. ‘Untie me now.’ I said. ‘I’m sorry.’ He said. ‘You’re here all horny, waiting for someone to use you and Marc won’t be here before midnight probably. I let out a little moan, and another little moan. We didn’t do this often, just once in a while to spice things up in the bedroom. He was dry humping me for a little while. Until I told him to stop asking and just continue.
