She didn’t plan on cheating. She had no complaints about her husband, no hidden desires. There was no internal debate or anguished guilt. She didn’t almost cheat and retreat in horror, only to get even closer next time. None of that. She had a rough day at work, and it was just her and her boss left in the building. He didn’t even say anything to her. He just ran his hand up her leg and under her skirt. She didn’t protest, she just watched him pull off her panties with fascination. He was in control. She was wet for him when he mounted her there in the conference room.













