It was New Year's Eve and my boss and his lovely wife, Amy, had invited me over for a nice dinner.
Her golden-hued hair fell down her shoulders in a molten waterfall. Her heart-shaped face brought out her emerald eyes. Her cheeks were painted like the sun-kissed dawn.
I don't think my boss knew it, but I was absolutely infatuated with her. She was a stunning goddess and there was nothing I wouldn't do to have her in bed.
Of course, she'd never fall for a guy like me. Her husband was more her style. On his salary, he could afford to pamper her with all the riches she desired.