I've read several of the stories in this news group about married
women who have affairs with their bosses and end up becoming
their sluts. This has happened to me and my wife Melissa. But, it
wasn't her boss who seduced her and turned her into his slut. It
was mine.

Let me explain. I worked as an engineer in the defense industry.
With the cooling of world tensions, government funding for the top
secret project that I was on stopped and I ended up losing my job.
After several months of looking for comparable work without any
results, I took a job with a local finance company as their repo
man. When people were late on their car notes, I'd go out and
repossess their car. The guy that I work for is named Frank and he
is one of the biggest terds that I have ever met. He is constantly
berating everyone that works for him. There does not seem to be a
way to please him. I really feel sorry for the girls that work in the
office because he is constantly making offensive remarks about
how they look and their personal lives. It's not at all unusual for
Frank to say to one of the girls, "You look like you could use a
good fuck." They just look at each other and giggle.

Anyway, things had gotten to the point that I was about to quit my
job. Frank was constantly on my ass telling me what a lousy job I
was doing and how much money I was costing him. Melissa and I
talked about it and decided that since we needed the money, maybe
I had better humor Frank. So we came up with a plan to let Frank
get to know me a little better. We thought that maybe if he could
see Melissa and I together in our home he would have a little
empathy for us. We decided that the best way to execute our plan
was to invite Frank over to our house the following Thursday for
dinner. The next day at work I went into Frank's office and told
him that Melissa and I would like for him to come over for dinner
Thursday. For a minute he just looked at me and then said that he
would enjoy it.

Thursday rolled around and after work, I helped Melissa prepare a
meal that we thought was presentable. Frank showed up promptly
at 7pm as scheduled and Melissa and I went to the door to let him
in. I opened the door and invited him in while Melissa stood
behind me. Frank barged his was into our house, and then froze
when he saw Melissa. Now a lot of men freeze when they see
Melissa. She's 5'5" brunet with pouty full lips, a gorgeous 38D set
of tits, 26" waist and 36" hips. She is a very curvaceous and in
general a pleasing sight so I was not surprised at his reaction. Not
yet anyway.

As Frank stood looking at Melissa, he reached out and took both of
her hands in his and said, "Is it really you, Melissa?" She respond,
"Why Frank, how long has it been?" "Too long," he said. From
there on the conversation was strictly between the two of them. It
was as if I wasn't even in the room. They chattered about old times
asking the usual questions who was working where and so on. As
the evening wore on through the meal, Frank's conversation
became more like what he uses at the office. He told Melissa that
he thought her tits were even bigger than when they had worked
together previously. Melissa turned a deep red with embarrassment
and looked down at the floor as he continued to talk about my
wife's body as if I wasn't in the room. By the time we had finished
dinner, Frank had use the words tits, ass, cunt, asshole, fuck, and
slut while talking with and about my wife. I was shocked but
somewhat mesmerized by the whole affair and was especially
intrigued by the fact that Melissa didn't protest.

When it was time for desert, Melissa got up to go into the kitchen
and bring it out. As she started past Frank's chair he grabbed her
by the hand and pulled her down on his lap. She instinctively
placed her arms around his neck, and while I looked on, Frank
pulled her head down and gave her a full kiss on the lips and
reached around her back with his other hand and fondled her right
breast. As he kissed her and squeezed her tit, I heard Melissa let
out a low moan. After several seconds of Frank's tongue probing
my wife's open mouth, he pulled her up to her feet and said,
"What's for desert?" After Melissa went into the kitchen, Frank
turned to me and said, "I think we're going to get along just fine."

We finished desert without another incident. After he had finished
eating, Frank stood up, took Melissa by the hand and lead her into
the den. I felt so out of place that I decided to clean off the dinning
table before joining them. Of course, that was a mistake. Frank
took my absence as tacit approval to proceed with Melissa.

By the time I went into the den things had progressed beyond what
I could have ever imagined. I stood in the doorway, with my mouth
hanging open at the sight that was before me. Frank had Melissa
sitting in a straight-back chair and had used his necktie to secure
her hands behind her. He had opened her dress, which buttoned
down the front, and had pulled it down to her waist. He looked up
as I entered the room and said, "Man, you're married to one of the
hottest submissive sluts that I've ever met." Having said that, he
then proceeded to remove her bra exposing her heavy tits. Melissa
stared at the floor, blushing a deep crimson as I stood transfixed as
if I were watching a movie.

Frank awakened me when he said, "Nice big tits," and started
mauling Melissa. He pulled and pinched my wife's breasts and
even slapped them a time or two. Melissa kept her head lowered
and moaned when Frank would pull really hard on one of her
nipples. I was hypnotized in a surreal world. It seemed like
everything was happening in slow motion. Frank moved his hand
to his belt, unclasped it and began to lower his pants. I watched as
he removed his semi-hard cock, took it into his hand and began to
feed it to my wife. Melissa flushed and moaned but didn't hesitate
to open her mouth at his command when he shoved it into her
mouth. He started to fuck his cock into her mouth as I watched and
heard her release another low moan. In and out. In and out. It
seemed an eternity until Frank began to pull on the back of
Melissa's head trying to force his cock down her throat. Suddenly,
as his hips began to tremble and he grunted, I heard Melissa let out
a shrill moan, then gag, and continue to moan at a high pitch as she
apparently swallowed the cum that was shooting into her mouth.
While she was squealing with a mouth full of Frank's cum, I
noticed that her hips began to jerk and twitch and realized that my
wife was having an orgasm while my boss shot his cum into her
mouth.