Given To My Husband's Bosses E-Book

Malory Chambers

• Herausgeber: Boruma Publishing
• Kategorie: Erotik
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2015

Beschreibung

Given To My Husband's Bosses

Leseprobe

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Given To My Husband's Bosses

(Sharing The Hotwife Book 4)

By Malory Chambers

Copyright 2015 Malory Chambers

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This is a work of fiction. Similarities to real people, places, or events are entirely coincidental. All characters depicted in sexual acts in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older.

First Time Sex in High School

"Why do you think they would want me in the interview?" I asked my husband, Raymond, while going around the kitchen trying to find the right sauces for the chicken soup I was preparing.

He flopped on the couch and propped his feet on the coffee table, tired from a long day of work. He shrugged as he picked up the remote to turn on the television, "not a clue."

I rolled my eyes, tired of telling him off for putting his feet on the table. I swallowed the urge to remind him about taking off his shoes before coming into the house. Instead, I asked, "Dinner's ready if you're hungry?"

"I had dinner already," he said with a self deprecating chuckle, "the guys wanted to have a pre-celebration before I get rejected for the promotion."

I bit back another complaint about him having dinner without letting me know. My stomach growled and rumbled loudly. "What makes them think you're going to get rejected?"

He didn't bother to answer me this time, focusing instead on the campy show playing on the television.

When I heard that he was being offered promotion in the Fortuna 500 company, I felt as excited as a little girl for Christmas.

Raymond had only worked in Grants & Reynolds Financial Corp. for a little more than six months. A promotion so early in his employment in the cut throat environment was almost unheard of.

I knew he had been coveting the promotion since the first day he set foot in the company. He went to work earlier than anybody else and was usually the last to leave. He wanted to be able to provide me with the lavish lifestyle that he promised me when he asked for my hand in marriage.

I was only eighteen when we first crossed paths. At twenty six, Raymond was eight years older than me, though I never worried about the age gap between us. I had a friend who married a guy who was twenty years older than her! He had a big house, expensive cars, and just generally lived a lavish lifestyle. I thought that marrying Raymond would be the end of my own financial woes.

I had been itching to get away from my own boring life and Raymond swept me off my feet like Prince Charming with Cinderella. Raymond was helping his friend cover for a class in my high school and it was love at first sight. Leaving Boston was not so much a choice as it was a necessity. Blood rushed to my face as I remembered the circumstances of our departure. About how we were literally caught in the act...

"Evelyn, could I talk to you after class?" Raymond asked me quietly as he handed me to assignment that I had finished earlier.

"Of course, sir," I mumbled, blood rushing to my cheeks as I shyly took the paper from his hands. Our fingertips touched, sending a sizzle of electricity through my skin.

"Please," he smiled at me, the edges of his eyes wrinkling in earnest, "Call me Raymond."

"Yes, Raymond," I said with a smile.

My friends giggled with me when I returned back to my seat. I was positively glowing with anticipation. While he continued with Science class, my thoughts were miles elsewhere. The growing sensations between my legs made me nervous. I worried that my classmates could sense how aroused I was.

I couldn't wait for the class to end as I rubbed my legs together and tried to will the prickling away. The rest of the class passed in a blur and as my classmates walked away, they winked at me knowingly.

Raymond grinned at me as he walked to the door and locked it behind him with a resounding click. "Well then," he said, taking firm steps towards me, "let's get started, shall we?"

I licked my lips and pulled my [...]