Write a story about a woman having dinner with her husband and her husband's boss. She is trying to act normal while her husband's boss is fingering her under the table. She hasn't cum in a while and she has sex with her husband before dinner but he didn't make her orgasm. Describe how she is feeling while trying to fight an orgasm. So now she is really horny and having trouble fighting an orgasm from the fingerings. Eventually, while they are conversing, she has a huge orgasm she has ro try and hide. The story is mostly about how hirny the wife us and how she has to fight the orgasm that is coming.

Chapter 4: Debate

The elegant dining room began to swim before Sarah's eyes as she struggled to maintain control of her body. Her breath came in short, heated bursts, and she could feel her heart racing in her chest. She glanced to her left, where her husband Mark sat, blissfully unaware of the debauchery that was taking place just a few feet away.

Her eyes met Mr. Thompson's, and she saw the satisfaction in his gaze, as if he knew exactly what he was doing to her.

His fingers continued to glide beneath the table, finding their way between her legs, and Sarah's body positively shivered in response.

"Come to my office tomorrow afternoon," Thompson whispered, his voice low and seductive. "I want to show you exactly how much I can pleasure you." Sarah couldn't believe what she was hearing. She didn't know what to say or do. She only knew that her body was already on fire, desperate for release.

She saw the wicked grin spread across Thompson's face as he pushed her thighs further apart under the table, his fingers plunging deeper into her slickness.

She was so lost in the filthy pleasure of it all that she barely noticed when Mark excused himself to go to the bathroom. She bit her lip, trying not to make a sound as Thompson's fingers worked their magic, bringing her closer and closer to the edge.

When Mark returned, he was none the wiser, chatting animatedly with Thompson about work.

Sarah tried to disentangle herself from Thompson's grip, but his touch only grew more insistent. His thumb found her clit, flicking it in a way that sent shockwaves through her body.

"Jesus, Thompson, what the fuck are you doing?" Sarah hissed, her voice low and hoarse with desire.

Thompson smirked, his eyes gleaming with voyeuristic pleasure. "Why don't you come with me and find out?"

Sarah hesitated, her mind racing as she contemplated the consequences of her actions.

But the desire that coursed through her was impossible to ignore. With a deep sigh, she nodded, her heart pounding in her chest.

Tomorrow, then," Thompson murmured, a triumphant smirk spreading across his face. He stood, holding out his hand to help Sarah up. She accepted his offer, becoming acutely aware of the fact that her body was trembling with anticipation.

As they walked toward the front door, Sarah tried to gather her thoughts.