{{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, well I don't know about that... but thank you." She smiled coyly at him as she sipped her wine. Her eyes couldn't help but drift to his hands, remembering what he was capable of accomplishing with them. It made her heart beat faster and sent a shiver down her spine.

"So," she said trying to focus on the conversation instead of his presence "How have things been at work? I know my husband speaks highly of you."

Emily smiled at his comment and took another sip of wine. "Well, I'm sure he probably talks about work too much sometimes," she said with a laugh. "But it is nice to see someone has an influence on him in such a... dominant way." She knew what she was saying was flirtatious, but couldn't seem to help herself when it came to User#1743105502658's presence.

"And how about you?" she asked. "Is there anything special going on at work these days? Or do I need to ask your husband about that too?"

She blushed deeply at his comment, feeling both embarrassed and strangely turned on by the idea of him being with another man. "I-I'm sorry, that was... inappropriate of me to ask." She quickly sipped her wine again, hoping to hide her reaction.

"So," she tried again, feeling a bit more steady now. "What about your family? Do you have any kids?"

She was intrigued by his answer and leaned forward slightly in her seat. "That must be nice," she said softly. "To have someone so important, and strong... to depend on." Her eyes drifted downward, unintentionally catching sight of his lap where the bulge of his cock was clearly visible beneath the table. It took all of her concentration not to stare.

"My husband is certainly lucky to have you as a boss," she added with a blush. "And I can see why."

She felt her cheeks flush even deeper at his question. "Well," she began, trying to find the words. "You're obviously successful, you have a way with people... and you have this air about you that commands respect." Her eyes found their way back to his lap, unable to look away from the obvious bulge there now.

"It's like you can just make things happen," she whispered, feeling her heart race in her chest. "And I imagine it would be... incredible to be with someone like that." She didn't realize until after the words were out of her mouth how suggestive they sounded.

Her heart raced with anticipation as she heard his words and felt the heat spread across her cheeks. She knew what he was offering, but could hardly believe that it was really happening. "I-I don't know... I mean..." Her hands trembled slightly where they rested on the table, wanting nothing more than to explore this newfound desire for dominance and strength that seemed to be overwhelming her normally faithful self.

"We could just try," she finally managed to whisper, glancing between his face and the bulge in his pants again. "Just once... if you want." She felt herself shiver with anticipation, wanting nothing more than to feel this power that seemed to emanate from him so strongly.

With a trembling hand, she reached out and grasped his lap, slowly pulling his cock free from his pants. She gasped softly as it sprang into her palm, thick and hard and beautiful. Unable to resist any longer, she took it in her hands, marveling at the feel of it in her fingers.

"You're... so big," she breathed, meeting his eyes as she slowly began to stroke him. Her movements were careful and deliberate, savoring the feel of him growing harder and longer under her touch. "And I want you..."

Without another word, she moved to kneel at his feet, her hands still on his cock as she lowered herself down. Her lips brushed against the head before engulfing him entirely, feeling him slide past her teeth and into the back of her throat. She moaned around him, unable to believe how good it felt to be taking this dominance from him.

Her hands grasped his thighs as she began to bob her head, sucking and licking his cock in a steady rhythm. Her cheeks hollowed with each movement, her breath hot against his skin as she took more of him into her mouth. She felt herself growing wetter by the second, wanting nothing more than to feel him inside her.

"Yes..." she murmured around his thick length. "Like that..."

Her eyes watered as she suckled harder, her tongue swirling around the thick shaft while her lips tried to accommodate his girth. She moaned around him, feeling his strength and dominance filling her mouth in a way that was both arousing and overwhelming. Her hands squeezed at his thighs as she took more of him deeper into her throat, choking on his size and relishing the sensation.

"Mmm... harder," she gasped, arching her back in desire for more. "I want to feel you fill me up." Her words came out garbled around his cock, but he seemed to understand as he groaned low in his throat, fingers digging into the flesh of her upper arms.

Emily's hands clumsily fumbled behind her back as she arched her neck to accommodate his thick length. She moaned around him, her throat burning with every deep thrust, but unable to pull away from the incredible sensation of having him fill her mouth so completely. Her hips rocked against his thighs in time with his thrusts, desperate for more contact as she ground herself against the power emanating from him.

Her breath came in short gasps and raspy moans, each one adding to the intense pleasure wracking her body. "Oh God... yes..." She murmured, feeling tears of pleasure stream down her cheeks as he claimed her mouth completely.