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Never Shit Where You Eat (fm:adultery, 2117 words) [2/2] show all parts

Author: BabaYaga
Added: Nov 15 2025Views / Reads: 309 / 268 [87%]Part vote: 9.50 (1 vote)
My business partner's wife called me in because she was feeling depressed. Should I have offered a shoulder to cry on?
 


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"She is my business partner's wife. I shouldn't have done it," was my last thought before I fell asleep.

Quick recap: I was sitting late in office when my partner's wife barged into our office looking for him. He had made an amateur mistake of telling her he was stuck at work but was actually screwing his mistress in a hotel room. I tried covering up for him - one thing led to another and I ended up fucking her. In the office. She was seated in the same chair her husband was having coffee with me a couple of hours before she barged in. She sucked my cock in that chair. She spread her legs for me in that chair. And then on my desk.

When I woke up the next morning, I saw a message from her that he hadn't come home the entire night and wasn't answering his phone as well. I cursed under my breath and called him. No answer. I went about my morning routine and when I sat down to have breakfast, he called back. I gave him a piece of my mind and told him what had happened and how stupid he was being. He just replied that he will make amends but couldn't come back as he was still with his mistress and almost a two hour drive from the city. I told him to at least call her and he said he couldn't right away, but would do it once he is back in the city. I told him she knows you aren't in office so he better have a cover up story. He then requested me to drop by his place and cover up for him a little bit. I asked how the fuck am I supposed to do that? To which he simply told me he trusted me and I can do whatever I wanted to tell her. "Asshole," is the last word I called him before he cut the call.

I just sat there, sipping coffee and wondering how to cover up. I did tell her vehemently last night that she shouldn't worry about him cheating on her as he isn't. She obviously didn't believe me. But it led to us fucking. And thinking about what happened started to make me hard under my pants. I couldn't think of anything to do to make it better, so I texted her.

"How are you feeling now?"

"I am ok. Just came back from dropping Alishba (their daughter) to school, which the asshole normally does."

"I am sorry you have to do everything yourself while stressing about where he is. But I got through and just talked to him fifteen minutes back."

"Where the fuck is he and why isn't he answering my calls?"

"He is in a low signal area. He had to leave for a client in an emergency as something came up. I don't have the full details but I assure you he isn't ok and caught up with work. He sounded quite tired and was saying he will be back in town in a few hours."

"Ok. Thank for updating me."

I put the phone aside and got up to leave for office. Weaving through the slow moving morning rush hour, I reached in about 45 minutes and was immediately responding to emails and got busy with work. Around 11am, I checked my phone.

"Would you like to fuck me again?"

I was taken aback reading her text and also started to get hard. "If this is rhetorical question, then yes. I would love to fuck you again. But if it is a real question, I would probably say yes I would love to, however, we can't and shouldn't do it because you are his wife and this is a line I shouldn't have crossed."

"Don't worry. It is a rhetorical question. Just that I am feeling pity for myself. I am not stupid. I don't buy your story or cover up."

"Believing what I said is entirely up to you. I cant force you to believe it. I can come down for a bit if you are feeling bad and would like some company." I confess I secretly hoped she would say yes.

"That would be great."

"I am leaving in 10 minutes and should be there within the hour."

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