Big Brother Boss - Tables Turned

Author's Note: The following is a one-part sequel to my first series on Literotica, Big Brother Boss. This is a standalone story, but I would recommend you check out chapters 1-3 first, as it will be trickier to follow without having read them! Note that, like the original series, this is a story about marital infidelity. If you aren't into that sort of thing, no need to keep reading!

All characters in this story are 18 years of age or older.

***

Jason Marino simply

had

to get into Riley Williams' pants.

Did it have something to do with the fact that her husband absolutely hated his guts? Sure, that was definitely part of the allure, but as far as Jason was concerned, Riley was the hottest piece of ass on the entire campus in her own right.

Jason was the boss of Dave Williams' boss, but they worked together frequently. Dave was more or less fond of his direct supervisor, Charlie. Charlie wasn't really the kind of guy that Dave would go out to get drinks with after work, but he was a good manager, and fair to his employees. Jason, on the other hand, was a hot-headed slave driver, constantly micromanaging his subordinates and going over the heads of guys like Charlie to bark orders at their team members. In short, Jason was a piece of shit. Dave knew it, Charlie knew it, everyone on the team knew it. Hell, Jason knew it, he just didn't care.

Like most managers at Amazon, he frequently took advantage of his ability to hire and fire from his team at will to coerce the women working underneath him to sleep with him. Sex was Jason's whole world, his reason for being, and for working hard to climb the corporate ladder. He saw women as sexual tools, and was congenitally incapable of respecting any who found themselves on the end of his dick, whether by choice or material circumstances.

Riley Williams was no different to Jason in that regard. She was a notorious office whore, a woman without morals as far as Jason was concerned. The only special thing about her is how drop dead gorgeous she was, and how angry it would make Dave to know she had given up the goods to his asshole boss. There wasn't anything Jason liked more than bedding the wives and girlfriends of men he knew. Jason was high enough up the Amazon food chain that he could cast a pretty wide net to snag sexual conquests, but unfortunately for him, by the time he met Dave's wife, she was already in the employ of someone over Jason's head. No surprises there.

Everyone knew that Riley had been tapped to work in Levi Cochran's office about two years ago. Word is they fucked furiously for several months, then he dumped her for a newer model; a man after Jason's own heart. Riley and Dave recently had a baby daughter together, and it wasn't lost on Jason, or others, that Riley gave birth just about 9 months after she was let go by Levi. Pretty suspicious timing, if you asked most people.

Apparently, now, Riley wasn't fucking anyone at the office, but she remained formally in the employ of Levi Cochran, and as such was totally inaccessible to Jason. That was just as well, he figured, he knew how to employ more traditional means of getting what, or who, he wanted. For Jason, that mostly involved inappropriate texts that he would regularly send to Dave's wife. The ranged from casual flirtations, to lurid propositions, to the occasional dick pic. For her part, Riley hated Jason on her husband's behalf, and she never hesitated to let him know.

'Just come down here and puff on my pipe for a while. You know you want to,'

Jason texted her one day, continuing his favorite game.

Riley responded quickly,

'Hmm, there wouldn't be much to suck on though, would there?'

Riley had seen Jason's cock, alright. She figured it must have been about 5 inches from the photos he sent. That just didn't interest her at all, especially not when her husband was both longer, thicker, and much more handsome. Jason was not even an attractive guy. As far as Riley was concerned, he didn't have a single physical or character trait to recommend him, and she was certain the guy would never pull any pussy on his own merit. The PUA crap might work on other girls, but not her.

Sure, she had been a slut in the past, and both her and Dave had been unfaithful to one another, but in a way, Levi had helped her turn the page. Now that she was no longer required to sleep with any bosses, she could devote all of her seemingly limitless sexual energy on her very lucky husband. Riley had worried that having a child, especially one that wasn't even Dave's, would put a strain on their relationship, but in truth, they had never been more in love.

Dave doted on their daughter Alexandra as though she was his own. His love for his brand new baby girl was truly genuine, and he had been a wonderful father so far, which only endeared Riley more to him. For her part, the lack of any real job responsibilities meant that Riley was free to raise Alexandra full time, and though it was hard work, it left her no less able and willing to take care of her husband when he got home from work. She had a promise to keep to him after all, one which involved giving him a child of his own, a task she had recently succeeded at, as Dave and Riley had celebrated a positive pregnancy test just the month before.

Jason knew about the pregnancy announcement, but it didn't deter him one bit. If anything, it seemed to embolden him.

You're eating for two now, Riley, you should come put a little extra protein in your diet,

he texted her.

'I would imagine grease is the only thing that comes out of your nasty dick,'

Riley shot back.

'Wow, resorting to anti-Italian stereotypes now, are we??'

Jason teased.

'Your whole life is an anti-Italian stereotype, jackass.'

Riley never told her husband about Jason's near daily texts. She didn't want to upset him, or cause him to do something stupid which could jeopardize his job, which they still very much relied on to keep them afloat. Besides, Riley had it handled. Sure, she should probably just block his number at this point, but she had to admit that she got a certain thrill out of giving that asshole a taste of his own medicine every time he propositioned her. She didn't want to give Jason the satisfaction of knowing he was getting to her. After all, he was the last guy in the world she would sleep with.

Jason knew it too, and had to admit it to himself. After months of badgering her, he was getting nowhere. She was simply out of his league, and Dave was probably a better lay than he was anyway. Honestly, Jason could hardly believe it, but the Williams' marriage truly seemed rock solid. Jason never believed in love or marriage himself, so he was always baffled when others seemed like they were making it all work. Still, people were flawed, Jason reminded himself. Riley was a whore at heart, and Dave was just a man after all; he may have been better at concealing and suppressing his nature, but it was the same as Jason's, deep down. Riley may never believe it, but Jason knew it must be true.

It was this realization that inspired Jason to take a different sort of action, to pull on a different thread. A fog cleared, and he realized exactly what needed to be done; how to break apart the Williams' marriage, or at least fracture it enough to get an in. It would be so simple too, there was just the matter of a little paperwork first...

***

It was 10am on a Monday and Dave had just sat down to begin working in earnest when his desk phone rang. He picked up:

"This is Dave."

"Dave! It's your favorite boss, Jason!"

Dave sighed, "you know you aren't really my boss, Jason."

"How would you like for that to change?" Jason asked him.

Dave paused, "What do you mean?"

"I have a job offer for you," Jason continued, "a new manager role just opened up, and HR is telling me to promote internally. I thought of you immediately. Job's yours if you want it."

Dave blinked, "Jason, is this some sort of joke?"

"Nooo Dave. No joke. I don't joke when it comes to business, you know me, baby! This is an honest to god job offer, I need someone to take over a team of about 10 employees. They're a good bunch, and there'd be a 20% raise in it for you. What do you say?"

Dave was still trying to figure out the catch, but saw a window of opportunity. "Make it 30% and you've got a deal."

"Hah! That's what I like about you, Dave! I said you'd be right for the job, didn't I? Now I don't know about 30% but let me talk to HR and see if we can't do 25%. I'll email the paperwork to you shortly!"

"Let me guess," Dave rolled his eyes, "it's gonna ask me for my social security, maybe a credit card number?"

"Funny, Dave. You're a funny guy. But no, and it doesn't even go to me, you fill it out and send it directly to HR. Be on the lookout!" Jason hung up unexpectedly, as he often did. Dave set the phone back down slowly and blinked, trying to process what just happened. Jason was in one of his jovial moods. Dave's guess was Jason was giddy at the prospect of pulling some rug out from underneath him. That, or he was snorting coke in his office again. Hard to tell with Jason Marino.

Could this really have been a serious offer, though? Dave began to let himself get somewhat excited. He had always wanted to move up, to get out of doing mundane data entry at the lower levels of the company. Dave always felt he was legitimate manager material, but never knew how to break into that role. Had he really impressed Jason? Dave always assumed that his distaste for Jason must be mutual, but then, Jason treated everyone like ass. Even a 20% raise would be huge for the Williams' finances; They could start saving in earnest for retirement, or put away for a college tuition for the kids. Dave knew better than to count chickens prematurely, especially with Jason Marino involved, but he couldn't help himself. The only downside he could see at this point was that he might be working more closely with Jason in the future, now that Dave would be reporting directly to him, but it wasn't like he wasn't already under his thumb.

***

"So let me get this straight," Riley said to her husband over dinner that night, "Jason wants to promote

you

to a manager role?"

"What? You don't think I'd be good at it?" Dave teased in between bites.

Riley rolled her eyes, "No, baby, you'd be an excellent manager. I've always said you would. It's just...Jason Marino??"

"I know, I know," Dave agreed. "I haven't ruled out that this is some sort of prank."

"That would be my bet," Riley added.

"Sure, but what else should I do? Turn it down?"

Riley paused to consider, "No, definitely not. Just...don't get too ahead of yourself?"

"Yeah, I told myself the same thing," Dave admitted. "Still, I mean, it would be pretty exciting, yeah?"

"Oh my god babe, absolutely! You've been waiting for this for years! I just...don't want you to get your hopes up for nothing."

"Hey, I've got you and Alexandra in my life," Dave smiled. "There's not much that could bring me down!"

Riley simply blushed and held his hand, as they gazed at each other intently. After a momentary pause, Dave sat up hurriedly, and pulled Riley in close to him as she shrieked playfully. Dave kissed his wife passionately, pushing plates and silverware away from their place at the table as he did, then grabbed her by the thighs and pulled her up, seating her on the table surface. Riley gasped in pleasure as her husband started kissing his way down the side of her neck to her bosom. Dave then effortlessly pulled Riley's shirt up over her head and urgently unclasped her bra from behind, freeing her stunning 34D breasts. Dave took both of her breasts into his mouth alternatively, groping them brusquely with his hands while he sucked and tongued her nipples. Riley began breathing hard, gasping in delight at the sensation of her husband's mouth on her mounds.

Riley urgently reached down and began to unbutton and unzip her pants, prompting her husband to pull them and her panties forcefully off of her. She urgently needed his 7 inch cock inside of her, but Dave had other plans. With Riley still on the table, Dave knelt down between her thighs and ran his tongue up and down her exposed folds. Riley gasped and moaned in pleasure, placing her hand gently on the back of her husband's head as he began to massage her clit with his tongue, as expertly as only a spouse could. Riley closed her eyes and sighed lustily, gently rocking her mound against her husband's tongue as she continued to apply gentle pressure to his head.

"Ohhhh yesssss!" Riley's head drooped backward as she lost herself in the pleasure. Her husband had no problems getting her to cum quickly in this position, and Riley knew he would confidently take her right over that edge if she let him, but she had other plans. Riley released her grip of his head and gestured with her finger for Dave to climb on top of her. "Fuck me," she demanded.

Dave didn't respond, except to grab her legs and spread them wide as he stepped between her thighs. He rested his fully erect member against her pearly gates, as Riley wrapped her arms and legs around him, pulling him gently in. Dave's cock glided effortlessly into her soaking wet cunt, and fireworks of pleasure trailed down his spine as he made the plunge inside of her.

"Fuuuuuck yeah," Dave moaned. "God, do I love this pussy."

Riley gasped with delight and whispered into Dave's ear, "And this pussy loves her daddy."

Dave shuddered in primal delight hearing his wife's new pet name for him. It sounded so perfect being whispered in his ear that he almost lost control of his load then and there, but he held tightly inside of her and regained his composure, gently rocking into and out of her.

"Don't worry about me, daddy, take what you need. I'll be ready when you are," Riley whispered reassuringly.

Dave began to relax and thrust into his wife more forcefully now, grasping her ass checks tightly as he developed a delicious rhythm. Anyone in the room would be able to hear the sound of Dave's hips and balls slapping against Riley's silky skin now, as the couple moaned and gasped gently, yet earnestly. Both were lost to the world, tangled up in their own little paradise. The only thing between them now was their unborn child, still a couple months away from showing, but there nonetheless. Dave delighted in knowing he was inside the woman who would bear his first born child.

"Oh fuck, baby. I'm cumming. Yes! I'm cumming!" Dave declared, driving his hips now even faster against hers.

"UNG! Yes! Cum! Fill me, daddy!" Riley tightened her legs around Dave's waist, as though to leave absolutely no doubt as to where his seed would go.

"NGGGGH! AHH!" Dave grunted as his body shuddered in orgasm and his balls emptied out into his wife's silky pussy, filling her urgently. Dave's mind went blank as he rocked against Riley's thighs, willing more and more of him to burst forth inside of her. This was his heaven; absolutely no other sensation could ever compare.

"OOOOOHHHH!! DADDY!! YESSS!" Riley screamed as her husband's orgasm triggered her own. Riley went limp, surrendering completely to her husband as he took that ultimate pleasure within her. She felt the familiar warmth of his semen spreading from her cervix outward, triggering aftershocks of orgasmic pleasure within her.

The two collapsed over onto the dining room table as their collective ecstasy subsided and they were once again able to catch their breaths. After a minute or two, Dave picked his head up and gazed lovingly into his wife's sky blue eyes. "I can't believe you're all mine," he said.

"And I can't believe you're all mine," Riley smiled.

"Now and forever," Dave promised, as he leaned over a little further to kiss her.

***

'Ok, what's the deal?'

Riley texted to Jason the next morning.

'What's the what now?'

Jason replied innocently.

'Dave's promotion, what's the catch?'

'No catch, baby girl. Honestly. I had an opening and Dave was the right guy for the job. You know as well as I he'd make a pretty decent manager.'

'But you hate his guts!'

'Me?? No way. YOU guys hate MY guts, but Dave's alright in my book. Besides, you're both about to have your second child and I'm sure you could use a little extra scratch. The least I could do.'

Jason explained.

'Ok, well...Thanks, I guess. But you're not gonna stop harassing me, are you?'

'Don't worry doll, of course I won't ;)'

'Great, thanks...'

Riley concluded the conversation with an eyeroll emoji. She still couldn't figure out what was going on here, but decided to put it out of her mind for the time being.

Dave, true to Jason's word, received an official offer for a managerial role, with a 25% raise and a shiny new title. It had all happened legitimately, as Jason promised it would. The modest hiring bonus in the Williams' bank account confirmed as much without any lingering doubt, and the two of them celebrated that night by popping a bottle of sparkling cider (for the baby's sake) and having marvelous celebratory sex in their marital bed.

The next morning, Dave got up early for work, kissed his sleepy wife, donned a much more formal outfit than he normally would wear to work, and took the bus to his office. He still worked on the second floor, but this time he had his own shiny office along the wall of the building, Dave stopped in front of the door and read the name plate on the front aloud.

"Dave Williams...You finally made it, man," he reminded himself.

Dave opened the door and was pleasantly surprised with the size of the office, the quality of the desk, and the outside facing windows. Having his own workspace to himself was going to be one of the best perks of the job.

Of course, there were other perks to any Amazon management job, but Dave wouldn't entertain those. He was never going to be the guy to force the women who worked for him to have sex with him to keep their job, not like all of Riley's previous bosses. That's not who he was. He promised Riley he would do things differently. She had no doubt—she knew the man she had married.

Dave got situated the first day as his new employees trickled in one by one to introduce themselves. He knew a few of them, guys who did the same kind of work he was doing just a couple weeks prior. He knew the challenges and demands of their job, and for their part, they seemed relieved to be working for a down to Earth guy who came from the same place they did. Seeing teammates get hired internally was a boost to moral, Dave considered. It would remind them they had something to work for.

In the late morning, Dave heard a gentle knock on his door. The front facing wall was entirely made of frosted glass, so he could only just make out the form on the other side, but it appeared to be a woman. "Come in!" Dave invited.

The woman who stepped in surprised Dave greatly. She stood about 5'6" by his measure, but was wearing some modest black platform pumps, and black pantyhose that went up all the way to a straight, professional, charcoal gray skirt. On top, she was wearing a white, sleeveless turtleneck sweater. Curly golden locks framed her soft, friendly face. She was pretty—very pretty. Dave guessed she must have been in her early to mid twenties.

She spoke, "Hi Mr. Williams! I just wanted to introduce myself, I'm Beth Watts." Beth walked over and offered her hand to Dave, who shook it, not once breaking eye contact with the lovely woman in front of him.

"Hi Beth! You can just call me Dave, if it's all the same to you. Are you on my team?"

"That's right! I'm excited to get to work for you." She flashed a smile. Her words seemed to Dave to have a hidden meaning, but he chose to ignore it.