Cuckold Meme of the Day -- Office Interlude.

She'd made it clear she would be out later than normal.

"I suppose you could call it  a dinner date, slave.  We need to talk about the big presentation next week. But I think we may have "dessert" back at his office. No one will be around by that time of night....."

They had worked together for months.  And the slow burn of their flirtations were something she enjoyed rubbing in his nose.  Their marital "contract" gave him no standing to object.  Her right to "stray" was not in doubt. They both understood.

"I'll text on my way home....with any luck, I'll have a treat to share with you.