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My Wife's Boss
Date: 1/29/2024, Categories: Loving Wives, Author: byAstordatair
... and the husbands of his female employees, all his demeanor exuded arrogance and contempt. I took an instant dislike in the guy. Daphne ran down the stairs, furious. She went to open the door. I was watching the scene from the living room, milking my beer. "I'm so sorry that you had to wait, Derek. I don't know where my husband's manners are," she said, with a subservient demeanor. She lowered her voice to say something else to Asswipe, but I could not get it from where I was. "Hey Dusty Boy, I'm told you have a problem with Daphne going on a weekend with me?" he thundered, like a school principal addressing a small child, as he entered the living room to talk to me. I could not believe the gall that this guy had. He was so full of himself he thought he was the boss in my own house! "Hey Shithead, get the hell out of my house, or I call the cops!" I said, clenching my fists. He started laughing. Daphne was smirking beside him. "And what do you think the cops will do? Let me answer you: Nothing. They will do nothing, you know why? Because... HEY, ARE YOU FILMING ME, YOU BASTARD?" He had just seen my cell phone. He snatched it and tried to stop the recording, but it was password locked. He threw it on the ceramic floor. Of course, the ceramic won the match... "Listen to me, you smart ass. Your wife is coming with me this weekend, like it or not. And she will spend time with me whenever I want her to. And no, a wood duster like you has no say in ...
... this, is that clear? And if you do anything to get in my way, you're gonna suffer. Hell will be a resort compared with your life. "So you're gonna stay here quietly this weekend and shut the fuck up. If I hear that you upset Daphne or threaten to divorce her or that you do something even more stupid like trying to contact my wife, then everybody will know about the dubious money laundering transactions that you made or the child porn that you have on your computer." I decided to play dumb. "That's highly unlikely that people would learn about it. Considering I've never done any money-laundering nor downloaded or even watched child porn," I replied, mechanically. "Oh, that's easily arranged, you know. Uploading material on your computer is an easy task, you know. I have a lot of stuff that could destroy your reputation in a jiffy." I decided this was good cause to play even dumber. "Child porn is illegal. If you can upload some on my computer, it means you are already in possession of illegal material?" I asked, naively. "That's the difference between you and me. Some things that are illegal for you are perfectly ok for men of power like me who have the right connections. So I highly recommend you keep on playing with the working class and not bother the better people, you understand?" I could hardly believe what I had just heard. That kind of crap would have been a bit overboard even in a comedy movie. But this guy here in my living room was talking ...