maturedadsandmen: Our CEO, Jeff Fitzwater, was featured in an article in one of the industry’s
maturedadsandmen: Our CEO, Jeff Fitzwater, was featured in an article in one of the industry’s leading trade magazines. He was rightfully proud of it. It was a great article, full of pictures of Jeff. Those pictures are what I liked best about the article. I had it bad for the guy…and he knew it. Anytime he needed me to do something, he’d flash me that winning smile of his, or he’d come into my office and lean down to look over my shoulder at the computer screen or at a document on my desk, letting me get a whiff of his manly scent. My favorite picture out of all of the pictures in the article was this great pic of him sitting at his desk, glasses on the surface in front of him, perfect hair, perfect smile, perfect suit…his hands clasped in front of him, showing off his wedding ring, silently telling all who saw the article that he’s an upstanding family man. That picture was my favorite, but not for the obvious reason. Few know this, but as Jeff Fitzwater was posing for that very photo, I was under his desk, having fished his cock out of his slacks and boxes, licking and sucking on it like a popsicle. It was a happy accident - and you can’t tell it by looking at the photo itself - but as the photographer took it, I was taking something too…namely Fitz’s creamy load down my throat. After the article was published, the two of us had a good laugh about it after hours as we dressed in his office after a round of particularly intense fucking. “Look at it this way, Craig,” he said to me, flashing that same winning smile that always made my knees buckle. “If this thing between us ever goes South, you’ll always have a memento of our time together…the moment you took my load down your throat, forever frozen in time. “This isn’t the start of a kiss-off speech, is it, Fitzy?” I asked back, starting to feel a lump in my throat. “No way, man,” he said, grabbing my arm and pulling me to him, wrapping his arm around my waist. “This is” quick kiss “definitely a” quick kiss “kiss” quick kiss “on” quick kiss “speech.” longer, passionate kiss… When I felt the familiar stirring against my thigh, I parted and looked down, seeing his boxer briefs bulging out obscenely past his not-yet-buttoned and zipped slacks. “Maybe we’d better put this ‘getting dressed thing’ into reverse. It seems like someone’s ready to play again.” And reached down to massage his bulge for good measure. He laughed, “Nah. I gotta get home to Stacy and the kids. I’ll get her to take care of me later tonight.” I tilted my head and gave him a look of disapproval. “Really? You’d rather get a sloppy, half-assed blow job from your wife than someone who you’ve affectionately nicknamed ‘Hoover’?” “Well, when you put it that way…” he pulled his phone out of his pants pocket. “Go ahead and get started while I make the call.” As I pulled his slacks and underwear down in one fell swoop, letting his already-hard-again cock spring out, nearly hitting me in the face, he was bringing the phone up to his ear. As I took the fat head into my mouth and began to swirl around it with my tongue, I heard him talking to his wife, trying to sound normal, “Hey, Hon. It’s me. I hate to do this to you. I know we were going to celebrate the article getting published tonight, but I gotta stay here for another couple hours…” Looks like not only was I gonna get a load down my throat, but it sounded like Jeff Fitzwater intended to fuck another load into my ass too. Fine by me! -- source link