The bathroom was already in need of cleaning, for which I had previously chided him that he needed a woman to help take care of him — and he had who...eheartedly agreed with a wink and a smile. The living room was a showcase of his love of technology, including a large TV, four video game consoles, and his personal laptop. …which displayed a screensaver of busty women in bikinis. I sighed. From where he stood in the kitchen, he could not see me as I glanced down at my chest. Perhaps that was. He did save me after all.” My semi-naked little wife was looking up at her hero with adoration and my ears burned with anger and shame. “That’s right baby, we’ll get you out of that wet shirt and into a nice fluffy bathrobe and I will order you some hot chocolate from room service,” he told her as he lead her away. “But, but,” I cried, trying to get a grip on my wife’s arm as they departed. But Tony pulled me back roughly. “Let it go, man, let it go,” he told me. He was holding my arm in an. Fuck me Matt. Take what you want.He guides me between his legs and I feel his weighty dick rest against my asshole as his fingers go to work on me. One hand from above, and the other, wrapped around my leg from below. He expertly attacks my labia and clitoris and I cum like a schoolgirl immediately, grunting heavily into the carpet. Gasping in the leather smell of his shoe and some errant dirt that managed to escape the clean-up crew's vacuum. I don't give even a teensy little fuck.His shoe. My secretary was just saying goodbye to me when he came to my door."Have a good weekend Lori." I told my secretary. "Come in Tyrone, have a seat" I tell him. Lori closed the door even though there was nobody else in the office and the plant was quickly emptying for the weekend. My office is good sized, maybe around 25x25 feet, with a large oak desk and a few chairs inside. He pulled the chair dead center in front of me, already in an agitated state."Man, I hope you ain't about to fire me.".