The Boss Stole My Wife (Blinkin, S6xs6x & Urbanzorro)
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				Title: <strong>The Boss Stole My Wife (Blinkin, S6xs6x &amp; Urbanzorro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Blinkin</strong> on <strong>28-09-2017, 18:12:04</strong>
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				Natalie Albright looked, again, at the list of things that she needed to get done today, her first completely free day off for nearly a month and the things that had slipped because both she, and her husband, Chris, had been working too hard to get their new house set up to keep track of the "little" things. Things like call the plumber to get an estimate on the basement bathroom&nbsp; pipes... take the dog, Alpine, to the vet for shots... get the car's oil changed before another 6,000 miles passed...and, of course, remind her absent minded husband to make reservations for dinner next month; their 8th wedding anniversary. It was suppose to be a surprise, like it was every year, but... She loved him dearly and would never think of anyone else, but he did drive her batty sometimes. That was, of course, fairly normal and overall, she couldn't complain about their marriage. Their lovelife had suffered in recent months, but it had never been all that creative and Natalie had been a sheltered child who had an active imagination. But, she had drawn the line at her ass and Chris loved her ass.<br><br>Really, Natalie was more than attractive and she knew it. With her shoulder length mane of curling ebony hair and deep green eyes in a peaches and cream complexion, her 5'7 hourglass figure drew the eye of more than one man... Nicely proportioned C-cupped breasts, a slender waist and nicely rounded hips, her 37-24-34 figure wasn't hard on the eye at all... and she worked hard to maintain it! Yoga 3 times a week, daily runs and careful monitoring of her admittedly healthy sweet tooth weren't just options, but necessities.<br><br>She was down to the reminding Chris line; the husky was at the vet's getting a bath and wouldn't be ready until nearly 5, so she had time to spare; why not visit hubby at work and surprise him?<br><br>As she pulled her Camary into a parking space outside of the head offices of her husband's employer... an IT company that had recently changed hands to a young owner with big ideas, Chris had admitted to her that he wasn't sure about the expected promotion that had been in the offering when the old man had been in control... but time would tell.&nbsp; She got out of the car, her long, toned legs showcased, as was her apparently perfect peach of an ass, in yoga pants and the cropped top T-shirt showed off just over 2" of her toned belly... and the emerald piercing in her belly button. On her days off, she dressed for comfort and this was, for her, comfortable. With bag in hand, she strolled up and through the doors, a quick wave to Myranda, the receptionist and she quickly found herself in the working area of the business. She knew a few of Chris's coworkers and exchanged hello's and hi's as she made her way down the hallway to her busband's office. She leaned in and knocked on the doorjam. "Hi Baby, got a few minutes for a poor, old lost lady?" she asked with a warm smile.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Boss Stole My Wife (Blinkin, S6xs6x &amp; Urbanzorro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>s6xs6x</strong> on <strong>29-09-2017, 17:46:12</strong>
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				Chris had a decent size exterior office without much of a view. He was in deep thought as he reviewed a few reports that seemed to have a few discrepancies among them.&nbsp; He had been working on getting them to his Boss, but didn't want to risk getting chewed out for the mistakes, especially since they weren't his to begin with.&nbsp; He was enthralled with crunching numbers that he didn't even notice the figure in the doorway until the abrupt knock on the doorjamb startled him.<br><br>"Yes Come In..Oh...Wait, Huh.....What are you doing here?" he smiled, startled and confused all at the same time, as he waved her over towards him, pushed his black leather chair from the desk and stood up to great her with a soft but firm kiss on the lips.&nbsp; She smelled wonderful as always, and though her attire would normally be frowned upon in a professional work environment, there was a relaxed undertone with the bosses and higher ups that let certain things slide.&nbsp; "Did I forget my lunch again?&nbsp; No...I brought and put it in the fridge in our lounge." Chris still a bit confused as to why the surprise visit from Natalie.&nbsp; He knew she had a bunch of errands to run and the last time she showed up was to bring him his lunch which he had left on the kitchen counter.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Boss Stole My Wife (Blinkin, S6xs6x &amp; Urbanzorro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Blinkin</strong> on <strong>29-09-2017, 19:37:50</strong>
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				"Gee, I love you too." she said and rolled her eyes, "Can't a girl come by and say hello to the man she loves?" she asked and moved deeper into the office for a kiss. Not satisfied with a prefunctionary kiss, she slipped her arms about his shoulders and kissed him tenderly, lingeringly. "There, that's better." she said with a sigh and grin.<br><br>She knew that she was probably underdressed for the office, but she didn't work here and she didn't see a lot of reason to run home afteryoga to change and come all of the way back across town again. When she was working, she dressed properly, usually in a skirt suit, complete with stockings and heels.<br><br>Natalie absently straightened his tie as she started to explain, "My card's trashed and I have to wait a couple of weeks for the replacement." She smiled brightly and hoped that he wouldn't ask how her card got trashed. "But, I need to pay for Alpine's vet visit and get the oil changed and I was thinking about getting something special for tonight..." She waggled her eyebrows suggestively. "Oh! And, I really, really have to go shopping for a dress for next month and if I wait for the new card, that'll just leave a week to find something that'll knock your socks off, Mister." She winked playfully and gave him her best pleading look, "So.... can I borrow your card?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Boss Stole My Wife (Blinkin, S6xs6x &amp; Urbanzorro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>s6xs6x</strong> on <strong>02-10-2017, 16:25:44</strong>
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				He sheepishly blushed as she made a valid point, he was lucky to have a woman who would come see him just because, but knowing his wife, there was always a reason.&nbsp; And such a reason started to unfold as she explained the issue with her card, and the various purchases she needed to make.&nbsp; Trying to cut her off, Chris interjected..<br>"Whoa..Whoah, wait a second.&nbsp; What happened to the card?&nbsp; What do you mean, "trashed"?&nbsp; You didn't max it out again , did you, Natalie?" Chris sat on the edge of his wooden desk, arms folded, frowning and shaking his head.<br><br>Her spending habits had been reined in over the years, thanks to Chris being firm with her and repeatedly reminding her that carless shopping habits will not only put them in debt, but the stuff she often buys gets worn once and tossed in a pile in their closet, never to be seen again.&nbsp; But as he listened, he realized what she needed the card for was legit. Alpine definitely needed a vet visit and the car was overdue for an oil change. Reluctantly, Chris stood up to grab the AMEX card from his wallet.<br><br>"Something special for tonight?" he cracked a grin.&nbsp; "Well just keep it in budget, we have bills that we have to pay, and don't need more, Got It?"&nbsp; He held the card just out of arm's reach from Natalie, teasing her with it until she agreed.&nbsp; Handing it to her he leaned in for another soft succulent kiss on the lips.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Boss Stole My Wife (Blinkin, S6xs6x &amp; Urbanzorro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Blinkin</strong> on <strong>02-10-2017, 17:45:41</strong>
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				She pouted at the question, it rarely worked, but she still did it for effect. "Well..." She looked sheepish and twined her slender fingers together as she felt her cheeks redden a little, "I mean, it's in the trash. I was trying to get organized at the kitchen table... shopping list and my to do list and I knocked the card off and it landed on the floor." She looked at the corner of the office, "Alpine... chewed on it." The dog was a lovable and friendly animal; he never met a crotch he didn't like and he was generally well trained... but if something falls from the table, it's got to be food and he has the fastestnose in the west.<br><br>"Anyway, I haven't maxed a card in well over a year and that was an emergency." She wasn't going to remind him that the emergency had been little black thing on sale that she <em>had</em> looked stunning in and had worn twice, thankyouverymuch. It had shown off her legs and boobs to spectacular effect... and she had saved him nearly $150, afterall. It really was his fault for not telling her that the old owner was coming by for dinner and she couldn't of sered him in jeans and ratty T-shirt, afterall.<br><br>She reached for the card and growled, "Not funny Chris... ok, I'll be good, give me the card, I have to pick up Alpine in less than an hour!"<br><br>With card in hand, she kissed him and with mischief in her eyes, "I wonder what would happen if I closed that door and crawled under your desk... might I find something interesting?" She grinned wickedly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Boss Stole My Wife (Blinkin, S6xs6x &amp; Urbanzorro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>02-10-2017, 19:06:35</strong>
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				As far as Maximillian Rockford, Max to those who knew him informally,&nbsp; was concerned there were only two types of people born into money... 'Rich Kids' and 'Heirs.' Rich kids were the stereotype of a person born to wealth. They were spoiled, entitled, spent their lives spending the family money, and achieved nothing of note. Heirs were those who understood that what they were inheriting was more then just a large bank account. It was a legacy, a name, and it needed to both be guarded jealously as well as expanded upon. Max liked to think he was an heir and not just a rich kid. <br><br>Which was exactly why he'd asked his father to give him control of Intelletrex, soon to be Rockford Technologies once the paperwork was through, the small but dynamic information technology outfit that Rockford International had just acquired. Max had done his time on the ground level, he'd learned about the basics of running a business, and now he had wanted to 'earn his spurs' to add to the family fortune and really make something before the time came for him to head the entire corporation. <br><br>Max's father had proudly agreed, which was exactly why Max was now the CEO of the small company, and why he visited the company's office every day. He he big plans for where things would go, and those plans required a personal touch. <br><br>As fate would have it today's daily visit coincided with Natalie's visiting her husband. Max had just finalized his transition plan to make the company more competitive, and was now touring the office to check up on the general atmosphere. He knew things were likely to be at least a bit tense, the acquisition was only a week old and he knew the rumor mill was awash with talk of cut backs and plans for R.I. personnel lined up replace the existing staff. <br><br>Max's gaze scanned the office, looking into cubicles and at computer screens. As it passed by the individual office of one of the company's more senior employees Max noticed the shape of a beautiful woman standing in his door. <em>'Lucky old dog</em>' Max thought to himself as he walked over, his interest piqued.<br><br>Max walked into the office just as Natalie finished her little 'proposal'&nbsp; even though he had heard it Max saw no reason to embarrass anyone so he didn't let on. "How are we doing today Mr..... Albright?" Max asked, keeping his tone friendly as he quickly scanned the desk and spotted the employee's name. His mind already trying to remember details from the man's file. "I see we have ourselves a visitor?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Boss Stole My Wife (Blinkin, S6xs6x &amp; Urbanzorro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Blinkin</strong> on <strong>02-10-2017, 19:52:13</strong>
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				Natalie's cheeks reddened at the voice behind her just a second or two after making her teasing suggestion; she had known that Chris wouldn't of gone for it, but it was sometimes fun to tease him and let him know that she still found him sexy. But, getting caught being playful with her ass facing the door in yoga pants was a little embarrassing.<br><br>Natalie turned around and smiled ryely as she leaned back against her husband and felt herself pause for a moment... Oh God, he was hot! She tried to stop herself from taking him in from head to toe, but she failed miserably. To make things worse, she was standing there in yoga pants, which are notorious for hiding little, and a T-shirt that left too much of her middrift exposed to the eye. "Ummm... Hi." she managed and hoped that Chris could speak more normally at the moment.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Boss Stole My Wife (Blinkin, S6xs6x &amp; Urbanzorro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>s6xs6x</strong> on <strong>02-10-2017, 22:45:03</strong>
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				Chris jumped from the corner of his desk, unsure whether or not his wife's playful remarks were overheard or not.<br><br>"Mr. Rockford, How do you do Sir?"&nbsp; They had met a few months ago before he was introduced as the new CEO, but Chris was fairly certain his new boss wouldn't remember him.&nbsp; He casually introduced his wife Natalie, hoping the attire she was wearing wouldn't cause his boss to frown or be upset.<br><br>Sir, this is my lovely wife Natalie, who happened to stop by for a quick visit and pick up something.&nbsp; Natalie, this is the new CEO, Mr. Rockford, who's taking over." he smiled, stepping back so they could shake hands.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Boss Stole My Wife (Blinkin, S6xs6x &amp; Urbanzorro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Blinkin</strong> on <strong>05-10-2017, 17:45:50</strong>
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				Natalie's smile grew a little warmer as she extended her hand, "It's nice to meet you, Chris has told me absolutely nothing at all about you." Her eyes filled with mischief at the words, "Beyond the fact that you're the new boss and have some big plans for the company."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Boss Stole My Wife (Blinkin, S6xs6x &amp; Urbanzorro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>06-10-2017, 22:01:16</strong>
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				It took nearly all of Max's self control to avoid openly ogling the other man's wife once she tuned to face him. Despite this Herculean effort Max still felt his eyes flick up and down her body for an instant. His instincts making sure got a good look at her. She was fantastically attractive and, in Max's opinion, far out of Albright's league. <br><br>Max flashed the both of them his most charming smile, directing his eyes at Natalie's for a moment as he reached forward and too her hand him his. "Max Rockford." He said, introducing himself to Natalie. "You can just call me Max." He then let go of her hand and couldn't help but smile at Natalie's comment of knowing little about him.<br><br>"To be fair I haven't told Chris much about myself so it isn't all his fault." Max joked "And he's right, I do have big plans for the future of the company." <br><br>Max then forced himself to turn his attention back to Chris. "Which reminds me, I'm calling a meeting with the different department heads in two hours. Can you get me a summary of our quarterly sales for the past three years before then?" His tone made it clear that the only correct answer to the question was some form of 'yes.'
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Boss Stole My Wife (Blinkin, S6xs6x &amp; Urbanzorro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>s6xs6x</strong> on <strong>08-10-2017, 15:55:36</strong>
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				Chris noted the way his boss looked at Natalie, the same fashion as most men who lay eyes on her.&nbsp; They are stunned by her beauty and physique, and often can't believe that an average Joe like himself actually got a beauty like herself to marry him.<br><br>When Max brought up the reports, Chris stood up straight and gave a direct and confident "Sure thing Boss!&nbsp; I'll get in now" he smiled and grew anxious about the meeting in two hours.&nbsp; Most of the employees had been anxiously awaiting the changes&nbsp; to come with the new boss taking over the helm.<br><br><em>Guess this means I can't have lunch or chat more with my wife</em> he thought to himself, now that there was work to be done before the meeting.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Boss Stole My Wife (Blinkin, S6xs6x &amp; Urbanzorro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Blinkin</strong> on <strong>08-10-2017, 16:10:34</strong>
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				Nataie&nbsp; smiled a little wider at the invitation to call him Max, "Alright, Max it is then." She turned back to her husband and kissed him lightly on the&nbsp; heek, "I guess I should go and let you get back to work then." She straightened his tie again, "I'll see you later, don't forget about the reservasions for next month."<br><br>She winked before she turneddback to Max, "It was nice to meet you, Max. I'm sure that we'll run into each other again... it's a small town." She waved to Chris, "Love you Sweetie." and strolled out of the office so that they could finish their business.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Boss Stole My Wife (Blinkin, S6xs6x &amp; Urbanzorro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>09-10-2017, 18:26:54</strong>
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				"I'll be looking forward to it" Max responded to Natalie, unable to keep a bit of his naturally flirty personality from peeking through the mask of professionalism he was trying to present. Max had, in all honesty, always been a bit of a charmer. So much that it had gotten him into some rough spots in the past and he was constantly trying to keep his tendency I flirt at women in check.<br><br>Max then turned to Chris "I'll be expecting those reports in say.... an hour and a half. That doable?" He asked, already turning away. Not feeling the need to wait for an answer to a question that only had one right answer. "Once you've got them finished just bring them up to my office."<br>Max said over his shoulder.<br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Boss Stole My Wife (Blinkin, S6xs6x &amp; Urbanzorro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>s6xs6x</strong> on <strong>10-10-2017, 18:47:26</strong>
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				Chris embraced his wife's kiss on the cheek, wishing he didn't have to rush back to work, but also eager to make a real first good impression by delivering the reports to Max.&nbsp; <br><br>As Max exited and requested the reports in less than two hours, a slight bit of panic crept over Chris, as he swallowed the lump in his throat, and responded in a half confident, half not so sure response of "Sure, I think so!"&nbsp; He quickly closed the door behind Max, and rushed back to his computer to begin reviewing the reports he already had been working on for inaccuracies.&nbsp; Two were all ready completed, which caused him some relief as he would spend the next hour and change finishing up and reviewing the final two reports.<br><br>With nearly no time to spare, Chris sent copies of the report to the printer outside his office, waiting for them to urgently print as he looked at the clock on his desk. He had only a minute or so to deliver as promise.&nbsp; Grabbing the last of the reports, he hustle down the hall to Max's office, where he found the door slightly ajar.<br><br>Knocking on the door, and peering in, he waited for the nod to come in.&nbsp; Reports in hand, he promptly handed them over to Max. "As requested sir, here are our current quarterly sales report and summaries of our past three years"&nbsp; Light bead of sweat formed on his brow, form the brisk walk and working so intently to finish the reports.
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