"Boss, here goes your mail for the day", as Sarah
tosses the mail onto the desk and closes the door behind her. Amber, thinks I
am cheating on her with my secretary Sarah but I am not. I am a venture capitalist,
which keeps me busy saying yes and no to business deals. I work late every
night which is why she is suspicious a lot. Tonight, I decided to surprise her
by including her into my lucrative business deals. Let me call her, "I'll
be home soon, but if anybody knocks the door don't answer its late and I told
Ron not to come by tonight," She asks what time will I arrive but I
quickly avoid a time and tell her I will see you shortly. Did I mentioned that
I am a business man? However, there is part of me my wife doesn't know about.
How could I explain this ... well I have a voyeurism fetish. I love getting up
close to women and watching what’s under their skirt with my phone. My
preference is big women with soft plushy bodies. One time I was standing
waiting for a cab in New York City when all of sudden a big round redbone lady
stood right next to me. I leaned into her a little and smelled an edible
fragrance of peaches and vanilla. Her skirt flared and carried the wind each
time she moved. Between her legs I seen her thighs rub back and forth like a
hot fire. Taking my cell from my pocket, I turned on my camera and slightly
moved behind her. In a still pose, her legs parted as if she needed a breeze
between those thick luscious thighs. I moved my cell slightly under her skirt
with my briefcase blocking others from seeing. "Mm ...no panties, “thinking to myself it was my
lucky day. As she stood, catching the breeze I seen her pussy lips massage each
other in and out. I quickly loosened my grey tie and leaned into her some more.
Whispering slightly into her ear, “let me blow on those hot lips baby," as
she turned her head and smiled at me. I took her to a back alley, put my heavy
cock deep into that plush wet pussy. Usually I just look up under skirts and go
about my day however I hate to go to work hungry.

I sat in my office waiting for her to sit at the computer.
Tonight she looked a little different, she had on a short black chemise with no
bra or panties. I sat back in my chair and watched her as usual, as she toggled
with the idea of talking to these men on camera. She sat there for a minute and
then he popped up on to her screen. She talked to him nervously, as if she was
shy and began to shift her body in the chair. The wealthy business man I had
talked to over the phone I never seen him until now. I took my legs off my desk
and began to examine closer. His skin was bronze like a Greek with black long
curly hair. She kept smiling at him into the camera so I knew she was turned on
by him. Then he told her to play with her pussy which I knew she would say no
to. So I sat back relaxed in my chair, thinking of what I will do with my 6
million dollars. Then all of sudden, she stood up lifted her chemise, and
rubbed her pussy lips. Instantly I became glued to the screen, as I watched her
move in such a seductive way. She perched herself upon the top of the chair and
spread her legs rubbing her clit and massaging her nipples as she watched him
jerk his cock. I kept hearing him say, "I love you and marry me," then
suddenly she stopped rubbing her pussy then turned around. I looked at my
screen intensely, wishing she could feel my rage from her not engaging in this session.
Her eyes seem to look directly at me and then she said," Julian, I have
already sent you the divorce papers by mail, Sarah put it on your desk. Sitting
here confused she looks back to the camera and calls him by name then says,
"Yes I will marry you, I am free now."
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