graybeards: “Your performance has been exceptional this year. Really amazing work.” Enci
graybeards: “Your performance has been exceptional this year. Really amazing work.” Encircled by his graying beard, Mr. Breyer’s broad smile was infectious.“Well, thank you, sir,” I replied, nodding enthusiastically. “Working for you has been a dream.”His eyebrows raised slightly and his smile widened in a subtle knowing expression. “I’m glad to hear it, but I’ve recommended you for a promotion.”“What kind of promotion, Mr. Breyer?” I asked hesitantly, afraid of the answer.“Craig needs someone to head up a new team focused on pitching big, new clients, and we want you to lead it.”“And would I still report to you?”“No. You’d be working for Craig,” he said. I felt more like I was being fired from his staff than promoted to work for his boss. In a whisper, I asked, “Do I have a choice?”Mr. Breyer nodded and said, “Not really. But there is a test.”I raised my eyebrows inquisitively as I muttered, “A test?”The older man stood up and slowly walked around his desk to the door, locking it with a dramatic thud. “Craig heard a rumor about you,” Mr. Breyer said, pausing just long enough for my heart to start racing with anxiety. “Apparently Brian Miller claims you gave him the best blowjob of his life after he promoted you to my team.”Fucking Brian. I cursed him and buried my blushing face in my hands.After a few seconds of silence, Mr. Breyer went on, “I take it that there’s some truth to this. Well, it’s a delicate thing but this rumor was the reason Craig thought of you for this new position.” I pulled my head out of my hands and looked back at him incredulously, but my whole body froze when I saw Mr. Breyer standing there against the wall with his shirt untucked and unbuttoned, exposing a muscular, furry chest and his undone belt buckle.“It’s tough to differentiate ourselves from the competition these days, but Craig and I think you might be the key. If you’re as good as Mr. Miller claims.”“You want me to…?” I didn’t believe what I was hearing.“Well, you’ve been fawning over me all year and I did just give you a promotion,” Mr. Breyer said expectantly as he nodded down to the floor at his feet.I was on my knees and fumbling with his pants faster than he could blink. He gave a halting gesture with his hands and said, “Slow down, kid. You’re gonna have to ease these guys into it. Put yourself in their heads: straight, alpha male, married for decades with a few kids. His libido’s probably rearing to go, but you’ve gotta get his mind on board too.”I scooted back and leaned forward to bow down to Mr. Breyer’s shiny black leather shoes, untying them as he cooed, “There’s an idea. A foot rub after a long night of drinking feels a little strange, but he figures it’ll feel good and he can play it off as harmless.” I peeled off his size 12 shoes and started kneading at his feet through black socks. They were warm and damp, and the masculine pheromones flooded my nostrils.After a few minutes, I slowly eased my hands up to massage his powerful calves. Mr. Breyer growled, “That’s it. He knows you’re just a beta male trying to close a sale and it makes him feel powerful. He feels like he could make you do anything.”Moving up, I started on the outside of his thighs, kneading at his muscles before working my way around to his inner thigh. By the time my fingers were halfway up toward his crotch, Mr. Breyer had a gargantuan tent in his trousers. “He’s aroused, even if just by the feeling of power, and he’s wondering just how much he can get away with. He thinks that he deserves it. He’s an important man and he’s earned a nice, relaxing blowjob. He doesn’t want to cheat on his wife, but you’re not another woman.”I carefully unzipped his fly and the man’s nine-inch cock rushed out through his boxers and trousers to jut, dripping precum on the floor, over my face. “He might just want to dump a load in your hot little mouth or he might want to turn your ass into a pussy. Personally, you’ve got me going enough that I’m gonna do both.”I looked up at Mr. Breyer in awe as he fed me his massive cock and reached into his pocket. Overwhelmed by the invasion of flesh in my mouth, I didn’t even realize he was dialing until he pressed the phone to his ear. After a few seconds of burying himself inside me, he said, “Yeah, Craig? You’re gonna want to do an interview too. I’ll send him up once I’m done.” After a few seconds, he laughed and said, “No shit. We’re gonna be rich.”As soon as he hung up, my boss looked down at me and said, “Looks like you’re gonna have a busy afternoon.” -- source link