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The day after my boss my boss Mr. Mitchell caught me going through his gym bag, I was terrified of seeing him at work and seriously just considered quitting then, but for my career, I mustered up the courage to go to the office as normal and hopefully give an apology that would smooth everything over with him.
That morning, I sat at my office waiting anxiously for Mr. Mitchell to arrive. When he finally did, he came down the long hallway to his office carrying the same gym bag he had forced my face into less than 24 hours before.
As he walked towards me, I decided to speak up, "Mr. Mitchell I really want to apologize for..." He simply strode right past my desk and into his office without even looking in my direction.
Not knowing whether that was a bad sign or not, I just decided to start my work and push on. Just a short time later however, Mr. Mitchell's voice rang over my phone, "Get in here boy." After a second of hesitation, I walked over and entered his office visibly trembling from nervousness.
I stood in his office as he sat at his office typing away at his keyboard still not acknowledging my presence. After another moment, I again decided to speak up and quick said, "Mr. Mitchell sir, I just wanted to apologize for my inappropriate behavior yesterday, and really hope that it won't interfere with my job assistant."
Just then, his piercing eyes darted to mine and I quickly shut up out of fear. He finished whatever he was doing and rolled his chair to face me. "You want to know if your job will change? Well tell me what your duties were again boy?"
""T-t- to sit at m-m-my d-desk and wait f-for you to t-t-tell me to d-do something s-sir," I stammered out with somehow even more stutter than before.
He gave a slight smirk and put his hands behind his head, "Strip."
"What sir?"
He said nothing but continued to glare at me.
With a gulp and now trembling even more, I began to slowly take off my shirt to reveal my pale and slight (but still somewhat athletic) upper body. Next, I removed my socks and shoes and work karaman escort pants. My full 5'9 figure then stood in front of him almost naked and even while seated his huge frame looked massive compared to mine. The only hair that on my body on display were a few blond wisps on my chest, armpits, legs, and right above my crotch. I hesitated slightly before taking off my underwear, but Mr. Mitchell must've noticed.
"Everything, boy," he said.
After a big gulp of air, I bit the bullet and took down my briefs in a quick motion and revealed my fully nude body to my boss of only a few days. Even though I was inexplicably very horny doing this, my cock was completely soft out of what must've been fear. I used my hands to cover myself the best I could while I shivered mostly out of fear (though I must say it was pretty chilly in his office).
"Spin around completely," he ordered.
Still trembling, I slowly spun around and gave my boss a view of perky ass and returned to face forward.
"Good boy," he leaned back in his chair propped his shoes onto the desk, "Now take them off fag."
"Your...shoes?" I asked still completely in terror.
"What do you think I meant?"
I walked over to him and began to unlace and remove his huge size 15 shoes which must've been as long if not longer than my entire head.
"Socks too."
I began to take off his long black dress socks that ran halfway up his muscled calves which were covered in thick brown hair. With my dick now growing to full erection, I peeled the socks off his big feet to reveal them to me for the first time. They were the most perfect feet I had ever seen with their huge smooth soles and long toes. Like his wrists, the hair on his legs ran down onto the tops of his feet.
Then he said the two words I desperately wanted to hear most, "Now lick."
Now my hormones had completely clouded out my previous fear. Without hesitation, I bent over and gave one long lick up the sole of his big, beautiful foot and gently sucked on the big toe.
As karaman escort bayan I began to do the same to the other foot, he said, "You see, just keep doing your job and everything will work out fine... For the both of us."
Just then, we both heard the sound a pair of high heeled shoes echoing down the long empty hallway leading to the office.
Fast as lightning, Mr. Mitchell stood up, grabbed the socks that I had taken off him, and stuffed them into my mouth. He grabbed my neck, leant over into my ear, and deeply growled, "I better not hear a fucking sound out of you faggot."
He quickly pushed me under his desk and threw my clothes in after me.
Still barefoot, he sat down and rolled his chair up and trapped me under the desk between him and the wood panel behind me.
"Come in," he yelled when whoever interrupted us knocked on the door.
"Sorry to interrupt you Mr. Mitchell," said a voice I instantly recognized as my former boss Mrs. Marin.
"Don't worry I was just finishing a phone call with a client," Mr. Mitchell said impressively nonchalantly as his naked, gagged employee sat between his legs.
Right then, I suddenly noticed that running down the leg of my boss's pants was his thick and at least half hard cock. My mouth watered into my sock gag as I spotted the huge member.
"Well, our weekly meeting with Chairman Borros had to be rescheduled to today just 10 minutes from now," Mrs. Marin explained, "I called Ryan, but there was no answer. So, I decided to pop on over to tell you myself. Is everything okay with him by the way?"
At that moment, Mr. Mitchell's long legs began to squeeze together which forced my face closer and closer to his crotch and the snake running down his trousers.
"He's doing alright, I send him on an emergency errand a few minutes ago. He's no Patty, but he's getting hang of the ropes." Mr. Mitchell said with a smile.
His legs closed more and more until my gagged face was pressed up against his cock. Periodically, he squeezed his legs even escort karaman harder forcing my face to rub along his now rapidly hardening dick.
"Great! He's a really good kid David, and I told him you could teach him a lot," Mrs. Marin said joyfully.
Mr. Mitchell's dick was now at full length as my face was forced to rub along it.
"Oh, don't worry, I'll be sure to teach him more than enough to help him along," Mr. Mitchell said.
They spoke for a couple more minutes while Mr. Mitchell's long muscled legs forced me to rub my face along his throbbing cock all while I was fully naked and gagged with my boss's dress socks.
"Oh, look at the time," Mrs. Marin suddenly exclaimed, "the meeting starts in just a couple minutes. Do you want to walk there together?"
While still squeezing me between his legs, Mr. Mitchell responded, "Oh go ahead, I've got to get a few things together first." With that Mrs. Marin left the office.
Just a couple seconds after my old boss left, my new boss released me from his leg's grip, and reached down and quickly unfastened his belt and pants.
In a moment I have dreamed of since, Mr. Mitchell fished out his rock-hard dick and balls out of his pants.
His thick uncut cock was at least 9" long and pointed straight at me only a couple of inches away from my face. Below his long veiny cock and thick brown pubes at its base were his huge balls which hung down so low they rested on the same chair he was sitting on, and they were as hairy as the rest of him.
I sat there frozen at the marvel in front of me when his big hand reached down and began stroking the huge cock only inches from me. My face must've done most of the work because after only a few seconds (but what felt like an eternity at the time) his balls tensed up and the largest cum load I had ever seen spurted from his cock head and covered my face and chest.
After a few seconds of Mr. Mitchell coming down from his post orgasmic high, I still sat there frozen in awe from what had just happened before me.
Then without saying a word, Mr. Mitchell stuffed his manhood back in his pants, stood up, put his shoes and new socks on, grabbed his briefcase, and left his office to head to his meeting. I was left there again alone in my boss's office this time completely naked, with socks stuffed in my mouth, and my new boss's load covering my face.