{{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."

"Oh he speaks very highly of you. It's been hard with his job and all... I am just glad we could finally make it." She reaches across the table and takes his hand softly. "I hope we can be friends."

"To be honest I am a bit nervous...but also...drawn to your strength...I suppose I can't help it." Her voice trails off as she watches his face react to her admission. His hand tightens around hers ever so slightly, making her heart race.

"He...he mentioned something about business." She looks down at her lap, biting her bottom lip nervously. "I hope that's all it is." Her voice trembles slightly as she glances back up to meet his gaze.

Her heart leaps into her throat as she realizes what Aayush is implying. She tries to resist, but the thought of him taking care of her sexually...it's almost too much for her to bear. Her breath comes in short gasps and she glances up at her husband pleadingly, wishing he would say this is all a mistake.But then again, the way Aayush looks at her...so confident, so dominant...she can't help but feel a stirring within her. She tries to swallow the sudden lump in her throat and manages to force out a shaky laugh. "I-is this really what you think he needs? I mean, my husband is not..."

"I-I can't...I mean...yes, of course I want that...but..." She looks down at the table again, her cheeks flushing even deeper as she struggles to find the words. Her husband is watching them both, his expression a mixture of jealousy and confusion. The desire in Emily's voice betrays her loyalty when she whispers, "If you truly think you can make me feel better..."

Her heart is racing and her cheeks feel on fire. The desire in Aayush's eyes holds her captive as he waits for her answer. What would it be like...to finally experience the passion she's always craved? To have someone strong and dominant take control? Her fingers tighten around his hand, unconsciously seeking reassurance. "I-if you really think you can make me feel better..." she whispers, her voice barely audible.

Emily hesitates only for a moment before surrendering to the urge to taste him. Her lips part beneath his, and she moans softly as their tongues dance together. The feel of his body against hers sends shockwaves of desire through her, making it difficult to remember why this is wrong. She wraps her other arm around his waist, needing the contact to steady herself. It feels so good...

Her husband's gaze flickers between them, his expression twisting in anger and confusion as he sees her begin to obediently obey Aayush. She glances down at the hard length of Aayush that she is presented with, licking her lips unconsciously. The size of him nearly takes her breath away; it's far larger than anything she's seen before. Her husband's cock suddenly feels insignificant in comparison.

Her lips wrap around the thick shaft, enveloping him completely as she begins to bob her head up and down. She looks up at Aayush through her lashes, her cheeks flushed and her mouth wet with his saliva. Her free hand grips his thigh tightly, needing his strength to steady herself as she takes him deeper into her mouth. Her moans vibrate against his shaft as she sucks hungrily, wanting more of his dominance.

Emily nods eagerly, her cheeks already flushed and her lips swollen from his cock. "Yes," she whispers breathlessly, "please." She feels a surge of power knowing that he is so dominated by her reaction to him; it only serves to make her want him more. Her fingers dig into his thigh as she leans forward, offering herself up for however he wishes to take her.

Moaning into Aayush's thigh, Emily meets each thrust with eager obedience. Her husband watches helplessly as she surrenders to the dominance of his boss; it only heightens her desire for more. She feels powerful in this moment, like she can have anything she wants simply by begging for it beneath Aayush's command. The feel of him thrusting into her mouth sends shockwaves of pleasure through her body, making it difficult to think about anything but the release he promises with each hard stroke.

Emily arches her back, moaning around Aayush's cock as she feels him push deeper into her throat. She glances down at her husband with a smirk, feeling triumphant as he obediently moves to obey Aayush's command and lean over to lick her wet core. His tongue swirls around her clit, and she gasps in pleasure, her hips bucking against his hand in an effort to get closer. The power exchange between them is exhilarating; she has never felt so wanted or desired before.

With each moan and thrust, Emily's pleasure intensifies as she submits to the dominance of both men in her life. Her husband's tongue explores her wetness eagerly, while Aayush's powerful cock fills her mouth and throat, demanding obedience and desire. The air fills with the scent of their arousal, making it impossible for either man to ignore the other's wants or needs.

Her body tenses, arching off the table as she feels a wave of ecstasy wash over her. With a shuddering cry, she comes hard around her husband's tongue and Aayush's cock, only serving to fuel their dominance and increase the demand for more from both of them.

Her eyes meet her husband's briefly as they share in this intimate moment of submission, before dropping back down to focus on Aayush. Her breath

With shaking hands, she reaches behind herself to unclasp her dress and slide it off her shoulders, letting it pool at her waist. Her bare breasts are revealed, their pebbled nipples already hard with desire. She glances up at Aayush, willing him to approve as she arches back further, offering herself to them both.

"Please..." she whispers hoarsely, needing more of his dominance. "Don't make me beg." Her fingers drift lower, hooking into the waistband of her panties and pulling them down slowly, baring her womanhood for Aayush to see. She waits, heart in her throat, eagerly anticipating his next command.

Emily glances at her husband pleadingly, waiting for him to answer. She wants to please both of them; she'll do anything they say. Her hips twitch impatiently as she imagines Aayush's cock deep inside her, feeling his strength and dominance claiming what is his.

Her husband's gaze flickers between them before finally settling on Emily. "From behind...hard and fast..." he whispers hoarsely, needing the words out as much as she does. "And don't hold back."

Emily quickly shimmies out of her panties, revealing herself fully to Aayush. She turns around and bends over at the waist, spreading her ass cheeks apart and presenting her tight entrance to him. Her heart races as she feels his gaze rake over every inch of her exposed body, claiming what he wants for himself.

"Do it," she whispers, breathless with anticipation. "Take me however you want." She presses back against his hand, needing the contact, wanting him to own her completely. Her hair falls forward, obscuring her face as she braces herself for the feel of his cock inside her.

Emily gasps as she feels the head of his cock press against her entrance, spreading her tight flesh apart before thrusting inside. She arches her back, letting out a keening moan as he fills her completely, his thickness stretching her beyond what she ever thought possible. Her husband's hand on her hip pulls her closer to him, grounding her in the moment as Aayush begins to pound into her from behind. The sensation is overwhelmingly powerful and primal; she's never been taken so roughly before and yet it feels perfect against the surrender she offers. Her nails dig into the table, leaving trails of blood behind as she digs for purchase in the onslaught of pleasure from his dominance.

Her breath comes in short gasps as she feels his cock moving inside her roughly, filling every inch of her and making it impossible to think about anything but the pleasure. "Let him..." She pants, a tremor running through her body as she imagines her husband coming too. "Please let him..." It's nearly a plea; a need for both men to fulfill their desires. Her hips buck against Aayush's hand, begging for more even as his words make her question whether he should be allowed to enjoy this as well.

Her body quakes violently under the onslaught of sensation; she never knew such pleasure was possible and yet here she is, so desperate for it that she would give anything to feel them both inside her at once. The table beneath her grows wet with her arousal as she becomes lost in the power dynamic between them all. "Please..." She whispers

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels Aayush pushing her back against the table. Her body arches under his weight, wanting more of him even as he thrusts roughly inside her. The feel of the table beneath her bare breasts and stomach heightens every sensation; it makes her feel exposed and vulnerable in ways that only make her want to please them both more. With shaking hands, she reaches down between her legs to stroke her husband's length, needing him to come as much as she does. "Please...I need you...I need you both..." Her voice breaks on a moan as she feels Aayush increase the pace of his thrusts inside her, driving her higher and higher toward an edge that promises to break her completely free from reality. She looks up at him through her lashes, pleading with him not to stop, not until they've both found release in each other. "

Her words hang in the air as she focuses all her energy on pleasing them both; one hand gripping the table, the other stroking her husband's cock in rhythm with Aayush's thrusts inside her. She gasps as another wave of pleasure crashes over her, tightening every muscle and sending waves of ecstasy through her body. The sensation feels like an explosion, threatening to tear her apart but leaving a tingling warmth in its wake that only serves to make her crave more. Her hips buck against Aayush's powerful thrusts, desperate for him to fill her up and claim her completely, to take what is his by right of dominance.

"Please...I need it..." she whispers breathlessly, barely able to form the words through the haze of pleasure that clouds her mind. "I need you both..." Her body quivers under

Her body arches off the table as she feels Aayush's cock pulse deep inside her. With a throaty moan, she explodes around her husband's hand, milking his orgasm as he finally spills his release onto the table. It's a display of complete submission; she belongs to both men in this moment and is willing to give herself fully to them whenever they desire. As her senses return, she looks up at Aayush with a mixture of awe and adoration, wanting nothing more than for him to claim her like this every day for eternity. Her fingers lace through his as he pulls out, leaving her aching and satisfied in their wake. She glances over at her husband one last time before meeting Aayush's gaze again, ready to submit fully whenever he chooses to take what is his.