The Backroom and the Boss

After the romp with my boss and Kevin, I was so hoping for another round and maybe a crack at my boss’s ass. Hell, I could have gone all night with both of them. Sadly, round two didn’t happen that afternoon. Or any other afternoon any time after that. My boss left shortly after Kevin without saying anything other than a stilted thanks and goodbye. It was almost as if he had retreated back into his silent stoic self.

At the office for the next few weeks it was pretty much as if nothing had happened. There was no mention of our fun time in the bookstore or three way or any hint that anything might happen again. Which was kind of disappointing. It was making me a bit crazy since I was hornier than normal given what happened and wanting a repeat performance. I had even tried dressing a bit more provocatively to show off my solid worked out body a bit better with more form fitting pants and tighter shirts. No real response though, even if I caught his gaze lingering a bit long on my ass when he thought I wouldn’t notice.

I had to strive to focus on actual work instead of getting lost in erotic daydreams of blowing him while he sat as his desk. Or better yet, him blowing me between clients where we are of course interrupted by the hunky Fedex delivery guy or the hot barista from the Starbucks two doors down. I was in a near perpetual state of semi-arousal at the office these days.

After more than a month of nothing, I was alone in the office and bored while waiting for the boss and his morning appointment to show up. Both were running late. The clients were a married couple in their thirties. Both were very attractive, she was a willowy nordic blonde and the husband was a walking wet dream. His name was Ron and he had that swarthy Italian look that was well, wow. Though he was big and butch, he was also gifted with an impish grin and dimples. Then there was that little tuft of chest hair that always seemed to be peeking out from the collar of his shirt. So while waiting and twiddling my thumbs, I was working on organizing stacks of files into boxes for archive and watching porn on computer.

When the intercom dinged to let me know someone was in the lobby, I quickly stopped the porn and hit the buzzer to open the door but this time it was only Ron. He explained Kristina was on an extended business trip so he was flying solo today. He was dressed in a dark blue teeshirt that accentuated those wide shoulders and in form fitting jeans showing off a nice package. Having him alone in the office like that made me realize that maybe spending the morning watching porn and daydreaming while working had not been the best idea. Would his wife really mind so much if I gave him a quick blow job?

I was having a hard time keeping my eyes from wandering a bit too far south as we chatted while waiting for my boss to show. With Ron sitting on the small couch with his legs splayed just a bit too wide, it didn’t help that his hand would occasionally move to adjust himself, seeming to linger a bit. Then he complimented me on how clothes showed off my build and idly wondered about hitting me up for workout tips. Part of my mind, the oversexed always horny part, idly wondered if this was deliberate flirting or just guy stuff. Then he mentioned how ‘hard’ the physical separation from his wife was as he spread his legs a bit more. Oh boy. While my recent adventures with my boss had opened my mind to playtime in the office, I wasn’t sure how he would feel about walking in on my sucking a client’s dick. That might be a bit too much… then again, it could be fun.

Luckily, Ron’s cell phone rang and I was given a moments respite as he answered and started to talk. In an effort to get a bit of space, I started to put everything I’d organized into the archive boxes so I could move them to the storeroom.

As he continued to chat, I signaled I’d be back in a minute as I lifted the first two boxes and left the front office. In the storeroom my mantra was ‘focus focus focus’ as I took a deep breath after putting the boxes on the shelf. Back at the front, Ron’s phone rang again as I picked up the next couple of boxes. Then as I turned to leave the storeroom the second time, Ron stood in the doorway.

“That was the bossman, he’s gonna be at least another 20-30 minutes. I told him I’d grab a Starbucks or something.” Ron said with an emphasis on the word ‘something.’ Then with a tiny smirk and his thumb hooked on his jeans he stretched his fingers over his hardening cock.

“So how does ‘something’ sound to you?”

“Something?” I answered with an awkward croak, wondering if I was still in bed dreaming, as my cock roared to life. Taking that as a yes, Ron quickly moved closer, a lot closer.

Ron was so close I could see the little flecks of gold in his dark eyes and breath in the scent of him, something earthy with a hint of sandalwood. His hands came up my hips and he pulled his groin to mine and I felt the hardness in his jeans. Leaning forward, Ron leaned in even closer to gently kiss my cheek before moving to nibble on my ear.

“I want to suck your cock.” He whispered.

Turning my head, my lips met his in a gentle kiss. I deepened the kiss and our tongues entwined as I felt the roughness of his ever present five o’clock shadow. My own arms came up and pulled him to me and I ground myself against him. Then I slid my hands down to that sexy meaty ass to caress it and even through the denim I could feel just how solid it was. His own hands weren’t idle and stroked my back and shoulders as we continued to make out. My cock was rock hard and pressing almost uncomfortably against him when he broke the kiss.

He quickly dropped to his knees and pressed his face into my crotch before sliding my pants and underwear down to inhale my cock to the root. Jesus that felt good. Looking down I watched him as he sucked and swallowed my dick with a hunger that surprised me. His hands came up to tweak my nipples as he pulled off for a moment to work on my balls.

I let out a moan as he wrapped one hand around my cock and slowly jacked it while focusing his attention on the head. His tongue swirled around as I looked down and our gazes met.

“I wish we had more time, I’d love to feel you inside me. To fuck and fill me.” Ron said softly as he jacked me a little faster and vacuumed sucked the head of my dick. Just the idea of his big butch man on his back with his legs in the air as I fucked myself into him had me blowing my load into his hungry mouth.

Ron had trouble swallowing it all and I saw he had a bit of my cum on his chin as he leaned back. Pulling him up off his knees, I licked up that little drop of jizz and kissed him deeply. I could taste myself on him, making me wish we had more time. I wanted to fuck him right here, right now and feel his the heat of his ass as shot my load inside him.

“My turn.” I said as I dropped to my own knees and quickly unbuttoned his 501s and pulled them down. He was going commando, of course he was, I thought as his hard cock stood straight out. Probably almost eight inches, it as fat, veiny, with a beautiful head and already leaking heavily. It was also down my throat in two seconds flat. Swallowing him all the way to the root, I used my hands to grabs his ass cheeks. With one finger I teased his hole as I pressed my face into his crotch.

With a loud moan, he ran his fingers through my hair and after just a few thrusts he came straight down my throat. I swallowed spurt after spurt of his load before coming up to taste the last few shots directly on my tongue. It was warm and salty and delicious. Using my tongue I gently cleaned any remaining jizz of his cock before standing back up to pull him back into a kiss.

A few minutes later we were still making out when my phone dinged letting me know my boss had entered the parking structure. Working quickly, Ron and I cleaned up and somehow managed to get back to the front room before the front door opened. At least I hope we did, my boss did give us an odd look but didn’t say anything as he took Ron into his office for their appointment.

After the meeting, I slipped Ron my cell number as my boss was distracted by another call. What he said about wanting to get fucked was still echoing in my brain along with the image of him naked in bed with his legs wrapped around me.