”It was a Friday evening so the next 2 days were holidays. I was happy that I was going to get this promotion. He said, “Ok, starting from 5 pm no... until 5 pm on Sunday evening, you have to do everything that I say.” I said, “Yes, of course.”At 5 pm, I went to my boss’s cabin to say bye. He stopped me and asked, “Have you forgotten our deal?” I replied, “No, sir.” He then said, “Ok, come and sit on my lap.”I was kind of shocked. But it was not difficult, so I went and sat on my boss’s lap. As I. I said if she learns about this the shit will hit the fan big time, bye wife, bye k**s, and bye everything. So I refused to listen to any more until he had thought about it properly. Tuesday morning arrived and for the first time since hatching my little plan I actually thought about it, we couldn't go to my friends house his wife was there, my wife was at our house, I came up with a cunning plan, I asked my wife if she would be ok having the massage in the bedroom as my friend took the day of. Now he put a hip on the counter to put his huge body over me, cramming my upturned cunt full of hulking, hung meat. His balls beat my clit as he drilled me, splattering my nice clean floor with my juices each time he withdrew 14 inches of his humongous shaft, only to cram it back in a fifth of a second later. His fucking became so forceful, other doors in the rattled open, dishes tumbled to the floor, and cups crashed around pots and pans, but I didn't care, this tremendous fuckstud was taking. What had I done? This was not how I had envisioned this meeting. My thoughts were jumbled, and I blurted out, "Please, you can't fire her. She doesn't even know I'm here. Please, I'll do anything you ask, anything. Just don't fire Cheryl." "Anything?" Mistress Jill asked, smiling as if she had just won a prize. I nodded my agreement, too embarrassed to speak. "Prove it," she said. "Take off your panties and put them on my desk right now." I looked up at her, trying to determine if she was.