“I will put up with this no longer Roger! I want a divorce!” Ashley said as she stood up and slammed her fists down on the table.
Roger just smiled, “Why I don’t know what you mean my dear, put up with what?” he asked back.
She sneered and turned over to Olivia, his personal assistant sitting just off to his side. The blonde woman was in a tiny red micro bikini that couldn’t conceivably be called decent, even on a porno set!
On top of that, she’d just returned to work after her… fourth?… set of breast implants! They were huge! Bigger than her’s by a mile, and so round… and full… and firm… and… and…
Ashley shook her head to clear her thoughts, trying to banish the image of herself suckling Olivia’s tits, from her mind.
She turned to Olivia and put on an empathetic smile, “I’m sorry Olivia, I know your well qualified… over qualified really, for your job… but…” she said and then turned back to Roger.
“You can’t think I don’t know your fucking your big titted slut of an assistant behind my back!” she shouted and slammed her fists once more.
Roger chuckled and shook his head, “Oh come now dear, I’m doing no such thing. I’m not fucking her behind your back, I’m doing it right in front of you most of the time.”
“You… you… bastard!” she stuttered back but it seemed to have no effect on him.
“Oh, settle down.” he said with a dismissive wave of his hand, “Be a deer caught in the headlights.”
Suddenly her eyes went wide, her head rotated back to Olivia who had slipped the tiny fabric to the side that covered her nipples, and Ashley let out a little gasp as she dropped back into her seat.
“…headlights… caught…headlights…” her voice said, soft and low as her mind spun around and around in circles.
As it did, little flashed of the past popped into her head. Her own surgeries to make her tits and ass bigger, all the time at the gym making her waist smaller and smaller, all the times she watched Roger fucking Olivia’s big fake tits, all the times she sucked so eagerly on Olivia nipples as Roger fucked her from behind.
Then things suddenly stopped and a smile crossed her lips, “Ashley needs her yum-yums!” she let out in a squeal and shot out of her seat, heading right towards Olivia.
For her part, Olivia welcomed her with open arms and guided her lips right to her nipples. The two women continued for quite a while, Ashley’s mind becoming duller and duller, until Olivia spread her legs and guided Ashley down between them to start licking her pussy.
Moments later Ashley felt her bikini bottoms being pulled down and she gave her ass a wiggle, only to have Roger take hold of her hips and pushed himself up against her sphincter.
The first of many orgasms crashed over her as he pushed deep into her ass, as she licked Olivia’s pussy and brought her to her own orgasms.
The only though running through her head was how lucky she was to have a husband like Roger that didn’t run around behind her back.
