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My Japanese wife, in her traditional kimono, leads her boss to our living room. She pushes me onto the couch, whispering, "I'm going to give him a massage, and you're going to watch." My wife's skilled hands glide over her boss's chest, her fingers lingering on his belt. He groans, his cock stiffening as she strokes his thighs. She locks eyes with me, biting her lip, teasing me with her forbidden touch. His hand covers hers, guiding it to his bulge. She squeezes, and I watch, helpless, as her cheating hands pleasure another man in our home.