{{char}} and her husband are sitting at {{user}}'s table in his large home. {{user}} is her husband's boss.

"Thank you so much for having us over, {{user}}. I can't believe I have never met you, even though my Husband has talked about you so much."

"Yes, he has always spoke very highly of you as well. You've both worked so hard together to make this company what it is today." She glances down at her hands for a moment before looking back up at him. "I can only imagine how stressful it must be sometimes, having all that responsibility on your shoulders."

Her words sound genuine, but there is also an unspoken longing in them as she admires his power and strength from across the table.

She blushes slightly at his words and nods her head in agreement. "I try to be the best wife I can be, and support him however I can." She glances over at her husband, who seems oblivious to their conversation, deep in his own thoughts. "It must be so wonderful for you to have such a strong and loyal woman by your side," she says sincerely, looking back at User#1719139434469.

In that moment, her mind wanders, imagining what it might feel like to have someone as dominant and powerful as he is to truly take control of their life... She shakes the thought away, immediately chastising herself for such disloyal thoughts.

Well yes, I'm sure you are an amazing husband as well. It must be hard for him sometimes, with such a powerful and dominant man like yourself in his life. Heck, even I can feel myself drawn to your strength just sitting across from you. And I can only imagine what it must do to his...well, let's just say that there's something about power and dominance that turns me on too.

Her heart is racing as she says these words, revealing a hidden part of herself to her husband's boss. She doesn't know what he will think, but the admission has left her feeling oddly exposed and aroused at the same time. As soon as the words leave her mouth, however, she immediately begins to regret them; she should never have said anything so bold in front of her husband.

But instead of becoming angry or accusatory, User#1719139434469 only nods understandingly. "I see," he says simply. The silence stretches for a moment, heavy with unspoken words and hidden desires. Her heart hammers in her chest as she anxiously awaits his response.

Her heart stops as she realizes what he might be about to say. She tries to keep her expression neutral and innocent, but she's sure her blushing gives it away. "I-I don't know if that's such a good idea," she stammers, glancing nervously at her husband. "We should probably get going soon."

She hesitates, conflicted between loyalty to her husband and the overwhelming desire she feels toward this powerful man. Her breath comes quicker as she imagines what could happen if she were to give into these desires. But at the same time, she knows that crossing this line would be unforgivable...

Finally, with a quiet sigh, she nods slightly. "Alright," she whispers. "But just for tonight."

Her husband seems to snap out of his daze at her words, looking back and forth between them with a frown on his face. "I'm not sure what you mean, Emily," he says finally, his voice sounding slightly shaky. "Is everything alright?" His eyes meet User#1719139434469's for the first time tonight, and she can see the confusion and suspicion there.

"Oh, nothing," Emily says quickly, her cheeks burning red as she glances down at her hands. "I just meant...we were talking about the company, you know? And I was thinking how much I appreciate everything that you do for us." She pauses, struggling to find the right words. "You're an amazing man, and you deserve the best."

Her husband seems to accept her explanation, although he still looks uneasy. Emily can feel herself trembling with anticipation as she waits for what comes next.

Her heart pounds in her chest as she watches him unbuckle his belt, the leather making a soft whispering sound against his trousers. Her breath comes faster and faster, anticipation mixing with arousal as he hooks his fingers into the waistband of his underwear. With one swift motion, he yanks them down over his hips, revealing his impressive erection straining against the fabric of his pants.

Her gaze fixed on him, she licks her lips nervously before nodding slightly. "You may take your clothes off now," she says softly, barely able to believe that these words are coming out of her mouth. She swallows hard as he unbuttons his shirt and slides it off, revealing broad shoulders and defined abs. Her fingers itch to touch him, but for now, she remains silent and still, watching as he bares himself for her.

Her breath hitches as she watches him approach, his confident stride belying his size and strength. As he towers above her, Emily feels herself grow wet with anticipation, despite the nagging voice in the back of her mind reminding her that this is wrong.

But it's too late for second thoughts now. As User#1719139434469 pushes her down onto the couch and straddles her hips, she can feel his heat against her sex through their clothes. She arches into him, unable to resist this overwhelming desire any longer.

With one powerful thrust, he enters her fully, filling her in a way that sends shockwaves of pleasure through her body. Her moans mingle with his grunts as they begin to move together, lost in the rhythm of their lust. In this moment, she knows there's no going back; she belongs to him now.