I hate going to these corporate get togethers. I'm a low level manager for a clothing design company, yet I'm required to go and mingle with the higher ups. I think the only reason they hired me sometimes was to have their own in-house sycophants. Yes Sir, thats a great idea... I love how that strap seems to pull everything together... those critics are just jealous that your name carries more clout than theirs. God I hate it! They never want to even listen to my fresh ideas! Sometimes I just want to tell them all ro go screw themselves.
The main reason I don't is Kevin. Kevin is my handsome 5'9" husband who looks amazing whatever he's wearing. Tuxedo? Check! Suit? Check! Jeans and t-shirt? Double check! Absolutely nothing? Triple Check! He is the love of my life and he just goes apeshit whenever he gets the opportunity to mingle with the designers and their assistants. If he could get the chance to model for them, he would sell family members, but despite how fucking sexy he looks, he isn't tall enough, thin enough, or sour faced enough.
So I maintain my decently paying job and on occasion he gets to accompany me to corporate meetings in the guise of a reveal party. They reveal new lines while the rest of us are stuck in a board room discussing how we're going to dominate the market.
So here we are at Boss man's villa again as the fall line is being introduced and us underlings are puckering up to make sure the big guys feel good about the choices they made.
I never get bored at the fucking awesome home my boss has but in all the five years I've been coming here, I've never had a tour. Now that would be impressive. I've seen many guests at these shindigs who were floating about, but we the hired help were there to maintain the fragile egos of the creators only. After a casual twenty minutes of floating about the place the announcement was made for the board to assemble for the meeting. I kissed Kevin and told him to have fun as I drifted to the big room beyond the kitchen. Just before we entered the room, we were instructed to remove our cell phones and place them with the security patrol. It seems that the designer was majorly paranoid that his designs would get out before he released them and he wanted all recording devices eliminated. Also, it didn't help that at the previous meeting Bill Greene's wife blew up his phone as she was bored and the boss took him to task for it.
So I surrendered my phone to this blond security guard who seemed to pay a little too much attention to me. Made me feel like I had been fingers for some kind of crime. Well it came as no surprise that the more in depth the security measures were, the more boring the demonstration was. And this wind bag talked for over an hour for what should have taken only fifteen minutes. Once he finally finished with the appropriate level of fawning being done over his styles, the business aspect of the meeting began.
Corporate bigwigs spent an inordinate amount of time trying to get us to see that by not having a loss the last quarter we struck out miles ahead of our competition. I zoned out and just nodded with everyone else and applauded appropriately. Finally after the boring shit was all over we got the five minute rahrah speech about making this our biggest quarter yet and we were released to return to the party.
Outside the room I retrieved my phone from a dark haired Hispanic guy who would've made my whole night prior to meeting Kevin. But I needed to get back to my man now that I had performed my butt kissing for the evening.
I found Kevin in the dance room where he was drinking a tall cocktail and looked like he'd been having a blast. His hair was kinda mussed and his shirt was untucked so I'm thinking he made a lot of eyes jealous that he wasn't going home with him. Even as slightly disheveled as he looked, he was fucking hot! I kissed his neck and told him I was ready to leave when he was. As I snuggled him I couldnt help but notice the nice smelling cologne. I remarked that someone here must have some money as that cologne hes wearing is part of our high end assortment. Kevin just grinned and said that he was ready to go and wrapped his arm around my waist as we walked out the door. I saw the blond security guard at the front door and he smiled at us which made me check to make sure I'd retained my phone. I had, but sometimes my head gets lost.
When we got home, Kevin said he wanted to go soak after all that exercise and I just chuckled. While he was drawing his bath, I changed out of my work clothes and into some relaxing sleepwear before sitting in my chair to do a final check on my phone. There were a few emails from coworkers talking about how unbearable that meeting tonight was. I laughed in agreement before I saw that there was a text from Kevin here.
I opened the message to see that it was a conversation which I supposedly had with him while in the fucking meeting. It started with me telling him that I had a real surprise for him. I told him that I had snuck away from the meeting and was waiting to fuck his brains out in the third floor bedroom's bathroom.
Well now this was interesting. Kevin replied that he didn't know how to get there and I supplied him with directions and a warning to tell the guards that I was visiting Jonny so I could get through.
Well this is interesting. Who's Jonny?
The next line said that Jonny is Mr. Newsome's nephew. I met him downstairs and told me I could sneak you up there to fuck like the rich do.
Kevin said that it turned him on to hear me talk like that. Give me ten minutes, honey and I should be there. Jonny, right?
Yes. From what I understand hes a total fuck hound who's been screwing guys left and right since visiting his uncle. The guards will just think you're another of his conquests.
The next line was from Kevin and it said he was here. I stopped reading for a second as I had to adjust my cock. I would never have guessed this much went on at these get togethers.
The next message was from Kevin and it said that he couldn't believe the balls you have. I'm gonna have cum leaking out my ass all night now! Who would've thought I'd actually get fucked by a golden boy with a tasty uncut cock!
I replied that I didn't hear any complaints when you were backing up on my pole, stud! Instead just a steady stream of fuck me daddy... lol. You sound just like most of those pool bitches who come to swim and end up with a big load of my swimmers in them. The only difference is that you are incredibly sexy and are much better at giving head than most.
Fuck you, that was the best you ever had and you know it! Lol
Ok, you're right, but you better hurry, I don't know how much longer that fucking meeting my uncle's hosting is gonna last. Ive gotta hurry up and get this phone back before they get out. Thank you sexy for the great ass to blow my load into!
Ok, ok. Just remember to erase this fucking text series. The last thing I need is for Derek to find this and I have to try to explain it.
Just tell him you wanted to know how a hot looking blond man tasted. Then a picture of the fucking guard appeared, only he was completely naked standing in a bathroom. The cheeky bastard took my phone as I gave it to him. Smooth fucker!
Well I couldnt go to sleep now if I had to. I was angry and horned up thinking about my baby fucking behind my back. Not only that, but he did it willingly. Looking at the tight body of Jonny I can say that I didn't blame him too much, but still. And the bastard smiled at us when we left out the door in front of him. I wonder if he could hear his cum sloshing around inside Kevin's ass as he walked arm in arm with me.
I rose my chair with my erection pushing the waistline of my pajamas and walked into the bathroom where Kevin was soaking in a vanilla lavender enfused tub of hot water. He looked at me and smiled at my cock sticking out. He asked what caused that and I held up my phone and said one word... Jonny.
His faced paled for a second then he went back to smiling. He said the fucker didn't erase the texts, did he? Never trust a guy who's balls are as big asa fucking grapefruit. He conned me into believing i was meeting you then when I saw his naked body I was putty in his hands. I had to suck him I just felt the undying need to have him seed my throat. And fucking hell he did! Blasted my throat and the cum just fucking ran out of my mouth like a river. He used it to lube my ass while I caught my breath, only to have it knocked out of me again when he punched into my hole. He fucked me all over his bathroom before he lifted me up and sat me on his sink where he did his second seeding of me. My phone rang and I immediately thought it was you until I remembered he had your phone. I dressed quickly and scooted back to the party, and I guess he made it back with your phone before the meeting finished.
He slid down in the tub and ran his hand over his excitable mound before looking at me and saying that it was the most deliciously bad thing hed ever done. He was a smooth talker and hung lover and made me feel so primeval by cheating with him. I apologize because I never wanted to see you get hurt, but that erection says you were differently affected. It would have been so much hotter having you there to watch him ride my ass like a wild horse. Maybe next time I find a hot alpha to tame my needs, I'll get to watch you see exactly what a strong hard cocked man does to my tender hole. Think you'd like that, baby?
I just growled in lust at the thought of seeing that and my cock thrust out over the top of my pajamas and erupted, sending streams of cum almost reaching the scented tub. Kevin looked at me with hooded eyes and said that he was sure that this was the beginning of a whole new phase of our relationship. Then he stood up in the tub and stepped out to wrap me in his wet arms and enfold me into a passionate kiss. That was the moment I knew I found a new meaning in being my baby's cuck. We've been a hot commodity in the fashion world ever since. One that the insuders know about but don't discuss.
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