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"Mr. Andersen!" Andrew said, shocked at the sight. Here was his boss, sitting on his couch and wearing woman's clothing! No wait, it was more than that...

"It worked?" Andrew asked. "The procedure really does work? I thought it was years away still!"

"There was a breakthrough." Mr. Andersen said. "Just the last few weeks. We've been keeping it quiet for several reasons. Our methods were less than above board."

"Doesn't really matter, does it?" Andrew said. "It works, and the lawyers can figure out how to cover up the rest. Our profits, we can charge tens of thousands and make billions from this!"

"I see your quite excited about the profits." Mr. Andersen said, standing up. "I am too. A drink, perhaps?"

"Yes!" Andrew grabbed a bottle of whiskey and poured them both a generous measure. It soon led to another drink then one thing led to another.

Soon, Andrew was pumping Mr. Andersen hard, his dick sliding in and out of that tight pussy, those legs wrapped around him. He didn't even care that his boss's head was on top of this body or that he was married. He kept going until he came, hearing his boss cry out in a strong orgasm of his own.

Andrew zipped up and Mr. Andersen sorted himself out. Andrew then saw the time.

"Oh, I do need you to go. My wife should be home any moment. She..."

"You don't need to worry about that, Andrew." Mr. Andersen said, standing with a dark smile. "Most of her has been here the whole time! But, don't worry, the lawyers will handle the cover-up. Can't lose out on those profits, can we?"