Bred ByThe Boss

The storm howled against the penthouse glass, but the master suite was thick with the scent of sex and Mark’s signature vanilla cologne—the same fragrance that had intoxicated Alexis when he palmed her waist at the door, the same aura from when he pulled up her dress and squeezed her bare ass at the Christmas party while you stood by, smiling nervously. You sat frozen in the chair at the foot of the bed, slacks bunched at your ankles, your hand slick and trembling over your modest, erect shaft. You had watched every second of it. You watched Mark—your boss, the man you deferred to in every aspect of your life—tower over Alexis, gripping her brunette hair and driving his massive ten-inch cock into her unshielded womb. You had tried to remind her that she was off birth control, but Alexis h