My Husbands Boss Novels & Stories

My mother, my Boss who is also my husband, and probably all his fans too. Fuck my life!

But my husband was standing right in front of me, his back to us as he stared at the door like some obedient child, his hand folded neatly behind his back while I was right here, his boss… the man he feared more than anything, balls deep into my cunt. "Why did it take you so long to get here?" Mr Steele murmured behind me, his fingers curling tightly in my hair as he pulled out slowly and slammed back into me. "Fuck!" he growled, his fingers digging into my scalp. My eyes went wide, my hand clamping over my mouth as I stared at Mason. I watched the way his back went rigid. He knew what was happening behind him. He knew how crazy his boss was. But what he didn’t know was that the wet slaps he

Your husband is a very kind boss, and he deserves to be respected. There was no doubt that her husband was a good boss. He was always admired by his employees because of his genuine concern for them. Marco was more than just a boss; he was a leader. But that wasn't the point. They were talking about something completely different. "But still, you shouldn't be too formal with him. Calling him 'Mr. Salameda' sounds too cold." She chuckled and then sipped on her wine. "I have some suggestions." "What do you mean?"

My boss delivered a hard punch that left Emir, my husband, sprawled on the street. My boss had suddenly appeared and attacked him while we were talking. I was waiting for Eros to pick me up. He had come to explain to Eros about what happened earlier this morning, when his girlfriend stormed at me. My boss fought back, even as my furious husband held me tightly. How dare he! He had the nerve to be angry now, when he was the one who cheated first!

I went about my day doing housework and going shopping. Saturday afternoon, I was sitting next to my husband watching some crap TV when my phone rang. I looked over and saw that it was my new boss. “Hello,” I answered. “Hello slut, I assume you know who I am,” he said. “Of course.” “Is your husband with you?” “Yes.” “OK, then you will just have to listen to what I say and say nothing. Right now I’m sat here watching a clip made yesterday.”

I asked him calmly, refusing to respond to what he said. "Stella, I know you are married because I see the ring on your finger, but for your husband to let you work here, he must not be taking proper care of you," my boss said, smirking, and I held it in because I wanted to laugh. If he knew who my husband was, he wouldn’t be saying this.

Everything about this felt like public humiliation, only worse, because it was private and personal and very much my life. Cary scoffed. ‘He pays your salary. Of course you’d defend him. I’m a man. I know how men think. Your boss has been hovering around my wife since—’ ‘I swear to God, shut up!’ I burst. ‘My boss isn’t even interested in women!’ The room went instantly, shatteringly silent. Cary froze mid-rant. Kai froze mid-defensive stance. Even the unflappable Lochlan stared at me, his perfectly composed expression momentarily lost to blank surprise.

I replied. "Boss?" I awkwardly smiled. Why did I call him boss? My mouth is really clumsy, Sofia. I scolded myself mentally. "Sorry, slipped out of my tongue. You're my boss," I explained. He frowned, "But I'm your husband too." I nodded. "Yes, boss and husband. But we're in your company. If possible, no one will know, right? So, I'll call you boss." He just nodded in agreement. "Do as you please."

Josh sighed and answered, “Oh, you know my boss. He got into another fight with his wife. It’s just a tiny matter, and yet he made such a huge fuss. Our dear CEO’s wife refuses to take his call or reply to his messages. He panicked when he got home and his wife wasn’t around. He had to come to me for help. “So darling, our CEO’s wife is with you, right?”