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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Part 2.
On the following monday, James was in the office at his desk, a complicated business deal had fallen through unexpectedly. This had never happened before in ten years, he had worked his way up through the company since leaving school. He had been recommended to the job by his uncle, who knew the Senior Manager, Mr. Edwards.
Mr Edwards was an imposing figure, 6 foot 4 inches tall, with a full head of silver hair, always impeccably neat and clean shaven. He was 65 and refused to retire. He hated James because he was lazy but stuck with him out of respect for his uncle. James was intimidated by him and would try to avoid him and keep out of his way.
James was summoned to see Mr Edwards by his PA. He was dreading this moment for two reasons. The first being the fact that he knew Mr Edwards knew his secret. He saw him gulping down a strangers cum! The other reason being that he had fucked up that deal.....
The office door was open, James entered and was promptly ordered to sit down. Mr Edwards was standing up, looking out of his window, with his back to James. He had a grey suit on, white shirt and a pale blue tie. He was angry but controlled, he knew he had got James exactly where he wanted him. He could smell blood and now he was going to slowly toy with him, like a lion with it's prey.
'Now tell me James. Why have you let this deal fall through? You have damaged my reputation greatly. I have always thought you were a good for nothing, useless piece of shit, but then i saw your performance last week. You know what i am talking about don't you?'
James was taken aback by his brazenness.
He was stuttering, ' I-i-i don't know what to say Sir. It won't happen again..'
Before James could finish his sentence, Mr Edwards turned around and charged towards his door and locked it. He informed his secretary by phone to take messages, he had something important to do. He had to teach this cunt a lesson.
By now James was frightened, he knew he was at Mr Edwards mercy. He wondered what he was going to do. He was most scared of his friends and family finding out about his crazy appetite for spunk and big cocks.
Mr Edwards sat at his desk,smiling. James was perturbed. What is he smiling for, he thought.
'James my boy, you are now going to belong to me. You do have a talent after all. Show me what you can do. Show me why I pay you.'
He looked at James then gestured towards his belt. All James could do was nod his head, accepting his challenge. If it was a stranger, a random truck driver, James would have felt ok. But this was his big boss. James was nervous, this was a huge test of his cocksucking skills.
The belt was slowly unclasped and James unzipped Mr Edwards' trousers. Noticing a rather large bulge growing, he stroked the stiffening cock lightly with the back of his index finger and yanked the trousers down to Mr Edwards ankles. He was wearing white briefs, and James took his boss's big erection out of his pants and admired it. It was the perfect penis. Thick, meaty, big foreskin. Big balls hanging down, grey hair all around the hard cock. James proceeded to give the best blowjob he had ever gave. He spent so long flicking his tongue over the tip and licking the shaft. Squeezing the head with his lips. Nibbling his foreskin and tickling his big hairy Daddy balls.
Meanwhile, Mr Edwards was pleased as punch. He now had his personal sex slave at his beck and call. He had the power. He tried hard not to let James know how much he was enjoying it. All James could do was hope he could satisfy his boss adequately, or he was in big trouble....'Mr Edwards? I am wondering if my oral skills are to your satisfaction? Please don't sack me or tell anyone about this. Please Sir. Will you...'
Mr Edwards replied,'Shut up boy! Your cocksucking technique is well honed, i'll give you that. I am prepared to give you another chance. But you have to do one thing for me.'
James asked what that one thing was, and when he heard Mr Edwards' reply, he was equally as excited as he was petrified... A kind of mixture of fear and arousal.
To be continued in Part Three. |