On Fridays, my immediate supervisor at a large bank takes me to dinner
along with his wife over at one of our best hotels. They are five star and
have linen tablecloths, fine dinnerware and excellent food. It was a habit he
developed to ease out of the tension of the long day and to ask a few questions
related to the job.

He has a trophy wife whom I avoid staring at in his presence. She is not a bimbo of
any kind and is slim and classy, apparently from a wealthy family known to his family.

She is a bit of a harpy and will sometimes pass right through the edge of insulting me
where my supervisor has to tell her to "back off".

What he does not know is what has been happening under the tablecloth where she
almost from the first dinner, took her shoe off and started rubbing my cock through
my pants. When she first realized its erect size she became excited and jerked around in her seat
like a freshly caught trout.

Through the months she has learned how to give me a perfect foot job until I cum
and often, ny knees widely spread, the stream hits her foot and ankle. She often sighs loudly when she
feels the hot stream. She will then casually take her large linen napkin and
wipe her foot and ankle. Once, she brought it up to her mouth and nose, momentarily,
I thought, to tease me but also...who knows? Maybe her mouth is now wanting, badly.

That's all that has happened so far but I can tell she wants more. I recall once when
she was insulting me and my supervisor said, "Norma, why are you being such a bitch"
while her toes, wrapped half-way around my girth, collided with a torrent of cum.

All I can think of right now is slamming my tool into her slim, rich ass hole, hard, from behind, while I
bite her wealthy neck and shoulder bloody, but for now I will stick to the under the table Friday dinner
foot-jobs.

If my supervisor catches us fucking, I will just shout for him to wait his turn. If I know
him, and I think I do, he'll just calm down and flog himself while waiting, like a good little boy.

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