My Wife's Boss, My Mistress - Sex Stories

My Wife's Boss, My Mistress

... to the gents and grab a much needed cigarette. I felt someone following me and it was Twinkle. She noticed that I was smoking and asked if she can bum one from me. I shoke out a cigarette and lighted it for her. Her long and manicured fingers gripped or should I say caress the cigarette while she smoked. I am hard pressed to find words to describe how she hold the ciggy, but seeing is believing. Needless to say, I am a bit turned on by the way she held it. We smoked quietly and dumped the ciggies. I told her I am surprised to see that she is a smoker. Twinkle told me that although she work in a d**g company, doesn't mean that she live a healthy life. Furthermore, her work load is quite stressful and this is one of her outlets to destress. I asked her, so what are other methods that she uses to destress as I also smoke due to stress. She looked at me with her smoky eyes and did not answer my question. I knew the answer but I did not voice it. We went back and just in time to pick up my wife and we drove home. Chapter 2 The following week, I got an SMS from a number I didn't know. The message goes like this: Hi, know that you are somewhat of an IT expert, wonder if you are able to help me with my home notebook? I replied asking who is this since I don't recognise the number. The reply: Twinkle. Sorry if I am disturbing you, it is alright as usually my comp is handled by my hubby. But he is away. I replied, Sure, not a problem. But I only fool around with my computers doesn't ...

... make me an expert. At most I can tell you what is the problem but may not fix it. I called my wife telling her about this request and she wasn't surprised as she gave her boss my number as her boss was complaining that she cannot work from home as her home comp is down and have to spend so much time in the office. I was thinking, wah... ho say liao... Goat meat delivered to tiger's den. Little did I realise that, who is the tiger and who is the goat? I made an appointment to meet Twinkle at her office carpark since I am driving my wife's car. So she can pick it up and go home while I hitch a ride with Twinkle. Didn't realise that she is actually driving a BMW 7 series. Damn nice car... makes me wonder if I am in the correct line of Sales since I noticed a lot of high end continental cars parked in the car park. Twinkle thanked me for my time and apologise for the inconvenience caused. I replied that I am free anyway plus my wife will be working late as she is rushing out a new proposal for a new d**g. I vaguely remembered that my wife need to attend some convention overseas soon due to this new product. We drove off and head to Twinkle home. She lived in a large house (should I say mansion?) I told her that she has a nice pad, she just smiled and say it is just a roof over her head. Furthermore she didn't pay a single cent as the land was inherited from her hubby side and he paid for the rebuilding of the house. She offered me a drink, which I only wanted ice water. She showed ...