Louis and I decided to get fitter, and started running, doing cardio, and lifting weights. It almost always led to sweaty sex. Sometimes, Sandy joined us, ad we'd go through the training naked together. Louis or I, sometimes both, always got shagged. He'd dumped his girlfriend, preferring to fuck Louis and his brother instead, insisting that he wasn't gay. I didn't care, having his long cock inside me was all I craved.
The changes at the shop happened quite quickly. The window manikins were changed to 'younger models', wearing smart casuals instead of suits. We were given grey Chinos and light blue polo shirts. My shirt was a little small, so it showed off my abs nicely. Inside, the formal wear was moved to the rear and trendier stuff displayed to the fore. Adverts started appearing on Facebook and other platforms. There was a different promo every week, effectively lowering the prices. Footfall and turnover rocketed. After four months, I was called to the office. In hopeful anticipation, I locked the door as I entered. Apart from Len Lewis, there was another man, Eric, the area manager, a tall, slim guy, still good-looking, despite his 60 years. Eric started, "Ah, Iain, the man who started a revolution." A bit OTT. I thought, but he carried on, "The company would be on its knees, and heading the way of so many High Street stores over the past decade. Now, largely thanks to you, things have never looked brighter". I blushed. "The average age of clients has dropped dramatically, and the spend per person has increased substantially. I must say, your physique shows off the shirt beautifully." He stroked my belly and felt my biceps. Len had moved behind me, kissing me on the neck and sending shivers down my spine. Eric leaned forward, and we kissed, our tongues entwined. Len unbuckled the top of my Chinos and they dropped to my knees. I taken to wearing a jockstrap. It supports my junk better and enhances my crotch. My penis was now out of the side, at full attention. Still kissing me, Eric kicked off his shoes and dropped his trousers and pants in one go. He had a surprisingly big cock, with a dark purple, mushroom head. They shuffled me over to the desk. By now, all I needed was a dick inside me. I bent over the desk and Len got a bottle of lube from the drawer. I still had my trousers around my ankles, so I was limited in how far I could part my legs, but it was enough to lube me up, and Len to enter me. I groaned a sigh of relief as I was penetrated. Eric watched as his two employees fucked for his pleasure. I became quite vocal, urging Len to go harder and faster. "I'm cumming!", and I felt my bowels being filled. He slipped out, semen bubbling from my hole. Before I had time to recover, Eric lifted me onto the desk and took my trousers off. With my jock still on, he lifted my legs onto his shoulders, and I took my second cock. Precum dripped from me, as Eric picked up speed. I could now get a hand on myself and jerk. Eric pulled his mushroom right out, toyed with my ring, and plowed back in, till his balls hit my bum, making him last longer. I could last no longer, and soaked my polo shirt. With a shudder, I was bred for a second time. We dressed, but without proper underwear, a damp patch was appearing on the seat of my pants, and there was cum all over my shirt. Len said I could have the rest of the day off, and let me out of a backdoor, to save my embarrassment.
Once home, I sat on the loo and let the cum drain out of me, then had a shower and prepared dinner. Louis was surprised to find me home before him, until I told him of the shagging I received. "Come here, you lucky bastard", and we kissed, hugged, and went to bed for a far more sensual love-making session. We reenacted earlier. I was bent over the bed and screwed, then lay on my back and taken again, but we ended up in missionary, so we could kiss and fuck at the same time. By the time I'd cum again, I'd been bred for the third time, but this time was so much better.
I became a regular plaything for Len, and sometimes Eric as well. I had another pay increase, as well as 'bonuses'. Getting fucked at work always led to getting fucked by Louis at home.
