Birthday Betrayal: Boss's Cock for a Raise

I mean, who would’ve thought my birthday would turn into this? I’m lying here, my tits heaving, as I hold his cock like it’s some kind of trophy. The bastard boss got exactly what he wanted—me, spread out and ready. I can’t help but smirk, thinking about how I played this perfectly. I told him about my loser cuck’s fantasy, and he jumped at the chance to fuck me. Now, I’m getting that raise, and he gets to use me whenever he wants. It’s a win-win, really. My husband’s going to be so pissed when he finds out. But hey, that’s what he gets for being such a pathetic cuck. I’m the one in control here, and I’m loving every minute of it. His cock throbs in my hand, and I can almost hear him begging for more. I’m his hotwife, his fucking queen, and I’m going to make sure he never forgets it.