You never know what life is going to throw at you. Marriage, good job, nice apartment and cars, and then bang. My wife loses her job through I'll health, closely followed by a redundancy notice from the form I work for.
Unsure about which department was going to be axed, I was called into a senior directors office. Straight away the director, a fifty six year old man called Martin, made it very clear, only exceptional employee's would be kept on.
Walking across from his large desk, Martin, an ex Brit, lowered his trousers and boxers and said "Are you exceptional". It didn't take a brain surgeon to figure out what he wanted. Nor did I have much of a choice.
His semi erect cock was already larger than mine when it's fully erect, and for a brief moment I very nearly told him to go fuck himself.
Yet my financial dilemma put me in the position of necessity. So kneeling down in front of him, I took hold of his large fat cock and opened my mouth.
What a feeling. What a beautiful taste. His cock slid strangely easily over my tongue and on down my throat. The feel was of warmth, hardness, yet a softness that fooled my mind. When my cock was sucked by my wife, or before by girlfriends, I fully expected it to feel hard in their mouths, but that softness was definitely there.
And not only did I enjoy the feel of his large throbbing cock in my mouth, I have to say, I adored his musky scent and taste. So much so I found myself literally devouring his cock with great fascination and oral greed.
His moans grew just as much as my growing delight at sucking his magnificent dick. It was an initial shock to me just how easily I swallowed every inch, right upto the pubic hair, of his huge cock. But once I'd been sucking on his dick for about five minutes, listening to him moan loudly with pleasure, I knew I was going to service him completely. I knew I was going to do what I'd often forced women to do, I was going to swallow his spunk.
Getting him to his climax took another five minutes or so, but when I felt his large hands grip my hair, and he began to face fuck me, I knew he was close.
When his cock finally unloaded down my throat, it was a deluge of cum which flooded down my throat. When I cum, I cum a reasonable amount, but Martin had more than twice any amount I'd ever produced.
Sucking and swallowing each and every drop, I instantly knew I'd do it and Martin again. What I didn't know was just how soon that would be, and what the real test of my families needs were. Martin didn't let me pull away. Instead he continued to slowly fuck my mouth. His cock did soften somewhat, but not enough to reduce to below my erect cocks size. And when I say erect, my cock was achingly hard. Releasing me, Martin said "Undress".
Before he finished his sentence I already knew where this was headed, so finishing his sentence off for him, knowing I too wanted what he was about to say, I replied removing the last piece of my clothing "So you can fuck me with this". As I finished off my words, now naked, I sucked in my company directors cock, knowing not only was there no going back, but that I didn't want to.
Leaning over the large desk, one I'd only ever looked at from three feet away, I felt Martin's hot breath on my asshole. He was fully erect again after I'd sucked on his dick lovingly. Now I was being tongued and it felt utterly divine. He certainly knew how to have me desiring his cock even more, and I found myself imploring him to fuck me. The words came from my mouth, but it seemed as if someone else said "Martin, please sir, fuck me".
I'm thirty one, not a teenager. Yet I found myself truly scared, full of sexual anticipation, but mostly wonder struck, at just how much I wanted his cock inside my butt. Then the actuality of him inserting his full length up my asshole, was both painful and ultra exciting. My asshole initially resisted. It held against the force he tried to push hard into me. Then like a cork leaving a Champagne bottle, my asshole popped and his cock slid right in.
Again pain was my first experience, but that didn't last too long at all. Once Martin began to fuck my ass, I soon felt the change in my need for him to be deep inside my body. My dick began to throb and my asshole enveloped his cock with a growing pleasure rushing through my entire body. Never not once on my life had I experienced that kind of total rapture. In every way my sexual self was alive to Martin fucking me. His long increasingly faster thrusts, fucking me deeper with each stroke only increased that incredibly strong feeling of a building penile orgasm, and a new anal burst of pure delight.
Overwhelming is the phrase I'd use to describe the orgasm I had as Martin's cock ripped into my asshole. He'd begun to fuck me as he wished, and trust me, that was literally hammering my asshole. Not being able to move much, what with being pinned to his desk and having a long thick piece of erect man meat being pounded up my ass, my cum just pumped out beneath me pooling onto his oak desk. The sound of me cumming and my asshole tightening as I did, had Martin screaming out he was close. Any pretense to anyone outside, we were just having a normal meeting was gone when he shouted out "I'm gonna cum up your asshole boy". And if anything Martin came flooding my asshole even more than he did my mouth and throat.
His weight on top of me, as he relaxed from his orgasm, was like an acknowledgement, a seal if you like of our mutual sexual deal. His signature on my retention within the company, was him removing his cock, lowering himself behind me, then sticking his tongue deep up my ass and sucking out his own cum.
I was still leant on his desk when Martin said "You're definitely exceptional".
I've more than kept my job. My wife regained her health after a period of time, and was given a position in the company. Martin helped us with some outstanding finances, and has continued this past few months to make sure I'm "Exceptional" for him.
We often take an afternoon away from work now. And those afternoon's only get better and more horny, the more we fuck.
I know for sure as he's told me, not only that he's falling in love with me, but also if I could live with him, he'd fuck me every day. But we both know that can't happen. We're both married and besides, I enjoy both sides of the sexual coin, to just want to spend a sexual penny with one sex.