Xmas Layoff Schedule
by LiteroCat
Copyright© 2025 by LiteroCat
Erotica Sex Story: A large, well-dressed group around the dinner table, boss smugly expects to make wives put out so husbands will keep jobs. Food play and shaving finale.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Mult Coercion Consensual NonConsensual Reluctant Heterosexual Sharing Group Sex Orgy Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie Exhibitionism Food Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Sex Toys .
My boss, Mr. Hardass ... ummm Hadrass, is a wilful, narcissistic, sinfully rich bastard who always expects to get his way. He’s known for his selfish, vengeful, childish, egotistical behavior and his big swinging dick. If the office pool is to be believed, he bullied his way with every subordinate just to humiliate them and scratch his itch. So why are all fifteen of his board members here in his ridiculously ostentatious castle at a formal Xmas dinner in the middle of a snowstorm? Since he’s incapable of any simply kind or altruistic gestures, we all waited anxiously for the catch.
Our wives were all well above average looking, most had exceptional, sexy even lusty, figures. In this setting, we all noticed and had to wonder if we had our positions because of our wives’ attributes. All of them were dressed to the nines, in their strapless gowns or halter tops and huge, hidden, full leg slits. With their demure, tasteful yet obvious jewelry, they were classy, formal, provocative and all absolutely desirable.
Hardass, umm Hadrass’s butler, in sharply starched tails, and a maid, in her tiny French maid noir et blanc outfit, served a perfect gourmet dinner. Four fully decorated Xmas trees and boughs of holly adorned the dining hall. Hadrass had a cluster of mistletoe hanging over his chair at the end of the table. In the pause after clearing our plates from the huge, thick, solid, four by twenty-foot, deeply varnished hardwood table we wondered if WE were to be his dessert. And then it began.
Hadrass leaned back smugly in his throne. “Before we get to dessert, we have some business to address and your wives are part of it. You all know how hard the economy has hurt us and about the rumors that there will be layoffs. I can confirm the rumors. By the end of the next quarter, THREE of you will be gone. You probably know our butler and maid from the office. They agreed to these extra responsibilities to keep their office jobs.
“Over the next three months, every week, each of you will demonstrate your determination to keep your high paying jobs and benefits. Besides all the tasks I will expect of you, your wives will play key roles in my decisions. Our maid has prepared a schedule for you and is passing out reminders of your appointments. I am expecting one of you to come to my office every day at nine a.m. and another to come at noon. If you can’t make it at the appointed time, YOU will arrange for another wife to take your place. You will satisfy my every need, mostly sexual. Your performance will reflect on your husband’s evaluation.”
The whole room murmured loudly in dissent and anger. Wives stood to protest and leave. Rena shouted, “You can’t do that! It’s not only illegal and immoral, it’s despicable and contemptible even for you!”
Hardass raised his arms confidently, “Gentlemen, control your wives or you will resign today.” I tugged my wife’s arm and guided Lara to sit quietly despite her wrath. The others silenced their wives and we waited for the dictator to explain.
“Better. No more outbursts or you will be publicly punished to my satisfaction.” The butler wheeled in a clothes rack and was now completely naked except for a bow tie and collar. His long, thick bald dick slapped his thighs as he moved. Our wives gasped all bugeyed at the sight.
The maid, stooped over showing us her tempting charms, rolled in a dessert cart which included soft cheeses and wrapped gifts for all the wives. She wasn’t naked — since she wore a black garter high on her left thigh and stilettoes. Her big, firm, shapely tits swayed and collided beautifully as she distributed the colorful gifts. When she stood straight, beside the cart, I noticed her short, blonde landing strip had a blue tint thru part of it. My eyes couldn’t decide where to look — either the bald, fattened slit begging to be filled, or the deep rosy nipples standing tall on a perfect set of big tits.
“Ladies, open your gifts. I expect you to make good use of them tonight. Let’s get casual before dessert. Ladies, starting at the far end of the table, please come up here one by one and hang ALL your clothes on the rack. You may retain jewelry, shoes, your new vibrators, and a garter only. When you are sufficiently naked, you will slowly parade around the table within reach of each person. They are free to caress and poke you at will as you slowly pass by. Each wife must sit on my viagra-enhanced dick for a full minute with my cock inside you. When you get up, you will passionately kiss and suck my cock for another minute.
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