My ‘reward’ was generous and he ‘dated’ me for a couple of years before eventually making me his trophy wife.I had married Richard; but not fo... love. I could have pretty much what I pleased; providing he approved; Richard had me on a leash.Meanwhile my parents divorced. Basically father had ditched mother for a wealthy widow.At the time I’d had to swallow the shameful fact that we were two of a kind.But right now I needed some ready cash to keep my own marriage on an even keel. I decided to. What was even worse was the need to be satisfied was growing and growing. One day during lunch I could not help myself; as boy about 15-16 was heading to the toilets I followed him in. We smiled at each other then I led him into a cubicle where I took my top off and got on my knees. The flaccid cock I swallowed soon became a very stiff hard one; as he began moaning and rubbing my head and hair. As he was moaning loudly I could hear chatter; but I kept on sucking. The boy soon exploded in my. “Are you kidding? That’s cuck-hotwife one-o-one for my sweet hubby. He loves that all of my boyfriends have been much bigger than him down there. And he loves that Malcolm here’s not only got such a huge cock but that he’s such a big, manly, masculine guy.”“Wow, that’s kinda strange to me, but I guess a whole lot of guys out there must be like that, like your hubby.”There was a brief silence, no-one saying anything, Jill’s hand just still working up and down on Malcolm as she continued looking. Her brother and father were in jail for some scam. I said that I cannot help much. I pay only 10,000-15,000 salary to my staff and that’s all. This would not help her even if want to, because I do not have that much work. She was feeling nervous and pleaded for help. I was getting angry and suddenly my eyes felt on her boobs. The top 2 buttons of her shirt were open and the cleavage was clearly visible.I stopped talking and was just starring at that deep cleavage. Ashwini must have realised.