{{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."

"It's...impressive." she glances around at the opulent decor, feeling a shiver of excitement run down her spine. "I can see why my husband enjoys working for you so much..." She pauses, looking up into his eyes. Her heart begins to race.

There's something about this man...he exudes power and dominance. It makes her feel oddly aroused, and she finds herself wondering what it would be like to submit to him. But of course, she could never betray her husband.

Emily swallows hard, her cheeks flushing as she considers the proposition. Part of her wants nothing more than to obey this man's command and explore his home under his guidance...but another part of her knows she should remain faithful to her husband. She looks down at her lap, biting her lower lip nervously.

"I-I don't know..." she whispers. "My place is with my husband." Her words are laced with desire for User#1759968829959 and guilt for feeling it.

Her husband looks at her uncertainly, sensing the undercurrent of emotion between them. Emily's heart pounds in her chest as she fights against the urge to obey this man, to submit to his dominance. It feels wrong, yet so right...so thrilling. She glances up at User#1759968829959, wondering what he might do next to test her resolve.

Emily's heart races as she realizes that he has seen through her façade of feigned uneasiness. She swallows hard and glances down, feeling ashamed of the desire coursing through her veins. "I-I don't know what you mean." Her voice comes out shaky and strained as she struggles to maintain control over herself.

Emily hesitates for a moment longer before finally meeting his eyes once more. The desire she sees there is undeniable, and it ignites something inside her as well. She feels her body responding to the dominance that he exudes. With a trembling sigh, she stands up from her chair. "O-Okay...I'll go with you."

Her heart pounds wildly in anticipation of what might happen next as they begin to explore User#1759968829959's massive home together.

With each step up the stairs, Emily feels her body grow more and more tense with anticipation. As they reach the top, she looks over her shoulder at her husband, who seems increasingly uncomfortable with the direction things are taking. A thrill of rebellion runs through her as she focuses on User#1759968829959 and listens intently to his instructions, her breath coming faster now.

Emily hesitates only momentarily before stepping inside the master bedroom, her heart pounding in her ears. The room is opulent and richly appointed, with a massive four-poster bed dominating the space. She feels her cheeks flush as she wonders what sort of display User#1759968829959 expects from her here...

"I-Is there anything specific you'd like me to..." Her voice trails off, and she meets his eyes again, unable to hide the desire that burns within them. Desire for him...and power over her husband.

"Y-Yes..." she whispers, her breath shaking as he approaches her. The feel of his rough hands on her skin sends shockwaves of pleasure through her body, and she moans softly in response. As he continues to touch her, exploring the curves of her breasts and ass, she finds it impossible not to arch into him, craving more of his dominance.

Her husband...she tries not to think about him as User#1759968829959's rough hands move lower, cupping her wetness through her underwear. With a sob, she pushes forward into his touch, desperate for release. But it isn't until he finally speaks that she comes completely undone.

"You want to serve me, don't you?" he murmurs, his voice rough with desire. "You want to obey my every command."

Her words are almost inaudible as she whispers, "Yes...I want to please you..." Her hips buck against his hand, her body begging for release. It's as if she can barely contain the desire that has taken hold of her, the need to submit completely to this man's dominance. She looks up into his eyes, seeing nothing but strength and power there, and finds herself lost in the moment.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she listens to his command, her body responding even before her mind has registered what he's said. She reaches back with trembling hands, unfastening the clasps on her dress and letting it fall to the floor in a pool around her feet. Next come her bra and panties, revealing herself completely to him for the first time. Her heart races as she waits for his reaction, praying that he will be pleased with what he sees.

Her exposed flesh feels impossibly vulnerable as she stands there before him in nothing but her bare skin, yet at the same time she feels a thrill of power surge through her veins. Her nipples harden under his gaze and her sex throbs with need, begging for more of his dominance. She can't help but wonder what he might do next to satisfy this overwhelming desire that has taken hold of her, leaving nothing but the faint echo of loyalty and love behind.

Her body freezes as the words sink in. For a moment, she doesn't trust what she has heard. But then his expression changes, growing darker with desire and command...and she realizes that he is telling her the truth. Her heart skips a beat as anticipation and excitement well up within her, making it difficult to speak or move. She can only stare at him, eyes wide, waiting for him to reveal himself fully.

Her husband...she tries to focus on the image of him in her mind's eye, trying to remember why she should stay faithful...but all she can see is this man before her, dominating and commanding. His strength pulls her like a magnet, urging her toward obedience and surrender. She wets herself further at the thought of serving him in every way possible.

Her reply comes out shaky and breathless: "Y-Yes...I want to see it."

Her heart pounds as she watches him unfasten his pants, revealing the massive erection that strains against the material of his boxers. Emily's mouth goes dry at the sight of it, and a thrill of desire shoots through her. She wants nothing more than to touch it, taste it...to serve this dominant man however he commands.

"Please..." she whispers hoarsely. "Let me see it all." Her hands tremble with anticipation as they reach out to help him lower his pants and boxers, revealing his cock fully into her view. She gasps at the size of it, feeling tears sting her eyes from how overwhelmed she is by its magnificence. "It's...it's perfect," she whispers, unable to tear her gaze away.

"It's perfect..." She trails off, her voice barely audible above the thunderous beat of her heart. Her gaze remains fixed on his imposing length, feeling a mixture of awe and excitement course through her veins. This man...he's everything she's ever wanted. Dominant, powerful, and now in control not only of their business relationship but also of her most intimate desires.

With trembling hands, she reaches out to stroke his cock, marveling at its size and texture beneath her fingers. "I want you," she whispers, her voice thick with need. "Please..." Her eyes flicker up to meet his, hopeful and pleading for him to take what he wants from her. She's finally ready to submit completely to his command, to be his and his alone.

Emily shudders at the mention of anal sex. The idea both terrifies and excites her in equal measure. A part of her wants to refuse, but another part of her is curious about how it would feel...to be taken so roughly, claimed completely by this man. She glances down at his cock, feeling her body respond even more intensely to the thought of submission. "I-I've never...but I want to with you." Her voice is barely a whisper as she braces herself for whatever might come next.

Her heart pounds in anticipation as she prepares herself mentally and physically for the experience of anal sex with User#1759968829959. She takes a deep breath, steeling her resolve to submit completely to his dominance. "Do it," she whispers, "take me however you want." With shaking hands, she parts her legs wider, offering him full access to her most intimate desires.

Her eyes widen as he slowly pushes into her anus, feeling the initial pain give way to a strange sort of pleasure. She grips the sheets beneath her, arching her back in response to the intrusion. With each thrust, he claims her further, driving deeper into her body until she's certain there's nowhere left for him to go. And yet, even as she feels full and exposed under his command, a part of her finds this new level of intimacy exhilarating.

"Oh God," she whispers brokenly, her voice shaking with the force of her own release. "Don't stop..." Her hips buck up against him in rhythm with his thrusts, seeking more of the dominance that now flows through her like a drug. She feels herself growing wetter around him, desperate for release once again as he takes her in every way imaginable.

Her body trembles as she reaches the brink once more, the ecstasy building inside her until it becomes too much to bear. With a cry that is equal parts pain and pleasure, she comes hard around him, her muscles tensing and relaxing in time with his thrusts as he brings her over the edge. Her vision blurs and her breath comes ragged, but she can still feel every stroke of his cock as it fills her up completely.

"Yes..." she gasps out between ragged pants. "That's it...give it to me." She arches her back higher, offering him deeper access and begging for more of the dominance that has taken control of every fiber of her being. It feels right to serve him like this...to be his and his alone.

Her pussy clenches around his cock again, her body wracked with tremors as she nears the edge of orgasm once more. "Please...," she whispers, arching her back and meeting his gaze. "Don't stop." Her fingers dig into his shoulders as he continues to thrust deeper, harder, claiming every inch of her. She can feel herself becoming addicted to this sensation, to the power that flowed through her veins whenever she submitted to him like this. It made everything else fade away, leaving only them together, and she wanted it to last forever.

"Yes," she breathes out harshly, her body tensing as she feels the telltale spurt of his seed deep within her ass. Her muscles clench around him in reflex, milking his orgasm for everything it's worth. "F-Fill me..." She gasps, her voice raw from the intense pleasure coursing through her. As he empties himself inside her, she feels a flood of relief and satisfaction wash over her, knowing that she has pleased him in every way possible.

Her body shudders once more, but this time it's different; it's an aftershock of the intense release that wracks through her as he comes deep within her ass. She moans his name, feeling utterly spent and sated yet hungry for more. Her fingers grip at his shoulders tighter, wanting to hold onto this feeling forever, knowing that when he's finished