“He wanted to know how many times I’d gone all the way with other guys with you watchin’ an’ I looked into his eyes and whispered, ‘Oh baby, lots an’ lots of times an’ it makes me so hot, Beau…I get very, very aroused…just become incredibly responsive to other men when my husband’s watchin’ me with them cause that’s what turns him on…not just some guy fuckin’ his wife but his wife really fuckin’ the guy back.’ Then I told him,
“‘An’, baby, it’s been a while since I’ve had anything extra an’ I’m ready, Beau. I’m ready to do it tonight if you are, baby, okay? An’ I’ll make it really good for you, lover…give my husband just the kinda show he likes.'” I kept grindin’ it on him, looked him in the eye an’ asked him,
“‘You wanna fuck me, tonight, Boss Man?'”
“He said he couldn’t believe this was happenin’ but yes, definitely, he wanted to fuck me, that he’d been fantasizin’ about doin’ it since Colorado. I stuck my tongue in his ear again an’ whispered, ‘So have I, baby, so have I! An’ tonight we’re finally gonna get to do it, lover!'”
“I told him to go to the men’s room when we came back to the bar an’ give me a few minutes to make sure you were cool with everything. I warned him again that the only way you’d go along with the idea was if you actually got to go along an’ watch.”
She grinned that evil grin again and purred, “Even though somethin’s tellin’ me you’d let me go to his room an’ fuck him even if he wouldn’t let you watch.”
When I just looked at her levelly, she chuckled, “Somethin about lettin’ your black boss fuck your white wife really appeals to your cuck side—I can just feel it—it’s like you wanta give me to him like a present, ’cause he is your boss. I’m right aren’t I?”
Tilting her head, she eyed me appraisingly, then taunted, “Well maybe I’ll just give you what that cuck in you is cravin’, sugar bear. Maybe I’ll just let you go on home an’ sleep by yourself while I stay downtown an’ fuck that boy all night, Dickie boy, give that black stud all of little Blondie’s white pussy he can handle.”
“He’s already said he’ll let you watch but I can tell he’s still concerned with the circumstances, with you bein’ one of his employees. He wants to fuck me so bad he’ll agree to it, but maybe we’ll just let you watch for a while then leave us alone for the night.”
Looking at my watch, I said, “Where the hell is he anyhow? He’s been gone a while.”
Blondie said, “He said he might call his wife so he doesn’t have to later an’ interrupt the fun.”
Still giving me that appraising look, she tittered, “You know, the more I think about it the more the idea appeals to me of you givin’ me up to him for the night. With a depraved grin she said, “Kinda puts a different meanin’ on ‘Lettin’ him know who’s boss,’ doesn’t it?”
Twisting the knife she taunted, “Bet I’ll know for sure who’s the big dog, who’s my husband’s superior, anyway, by tomorrow mornin’, don’t you, Dickie boy?”
Tiring of her taunting, I said, “You’re getting ahead of yourself, hotpants—we don’t even know for sure he’ll end up going through with it—he may have changed his mind by the time he gets back here.”