flipflopsaddictus: Make A Good Work!! Kari and I had always hated each other. I enjoyed our rivalry.
flipflopsaddictus: Make A Good Work!! Kari and I had always hated each other. I enjoyed our rivalry. She was always drooling over my husband, and I loved that I had what she wanted most. Then one day, she got the upper hand. My husband was very well paid, but he hated his job. He’d always wanted to be a hairdresser. He felt he’s sold his dreams.And Kari knew it. She bought a chain of salons and invited him to manage them for her. She’d match his salary and he’d get his dream job. It was an offer to good for him to refuse.Before long, he was working 14 hour days for Kari. He raved about what a great boss she was. It was killing me, and I’d had enough.One night, he’d texted me at 8pm. “I’ll be a couple more hours. Kari is here for an inspection and she needs some things fixed”.I stormed down there.And there he was. Squatting down before Kari. The bitch looked like Queen of the fucking world with her dainty foot in my husband’s hand. He was delicately shaving her leg. “Good boy”, she purred.I went off at them, but my husband continued working on her leg.“You may thank me, boy”, she snapped. I watched as my husband laid a soft kiss on her foot. “Thankyou for allowing me to run your salons, Queen Kari, and thank you for the opportunity to be your personal groomer.”I almost threw up. And then she dropped the bomb. “Tell her”, she purred to my husband. He looked at me.“I convinced your parents to sell me their 10% stake in your company. With my existing 41%, that makes me the majority owner. Tonight, I sold that 51% to Queen Kari”.I screamed at him.“Tell her what I paid for it”, she laughed.His eyes went back to her shapely legs.“In exchange, Queen Kari is allowing me 2 hours a night to worship her amazing foot”, he announced, his lips once again meeting her toes.“Tanya”, Kari cooed. “I own him. And now I own you. Choice time. I could fire you from your own company. Or you can come over here, kneel beside my boy toy, and get those bitchy lips all over my other foot.”I felt my legs moving, and my knees buckling. I was kneeling. My lips puckering. “Yes…Queen Kari” -- source link