The Office Wife Story

Over time I became the office wife of my boss. It was a pure case of incremental encroachment.

Then one day at a meeting in our offices the other side's lawyer woman went to the coffee bar in the conference room an asked my boss what he wanted. My emotions never got checked by my brain and I let her know I would take care of him. Well actually what I said was "you take care of your man and I will take care of my man".

I was agitated, upset, angry. Jealous I guess. A feeling I had never experienced. The meeting went on and the lady lawyer suggested to my boss that 'his woman' make arrangements for lunch. He nodded and I stepped out and had lunch delivered.

As a matter of women's bigger dick behavior I brought out a place setting for my boss, with real crystal and china and silverware, which was how I normally present lunch for him in the office. When the 'bitch' left, after conceding, she extended her hand and told me I was the quintessential office pussy.

Well I am, I'm his pussy, if you want to put it that way. The cards were exposed and I am his official office 'wife', and he is my 'husband'. I make the bead he has sex with me in, I clean his office. I arrange for lunch when he eats in and set the table. I talk with him on husband wife terms, my current subject is a long four day weekend to a sex spa where boys and girls can up their game in the bedroom. I'm happy to be his but we can use a little spice now and then, Like let me take over and have him lay back and 'enjoy' it.