The Company Cum Dump - Chapter 2 - The Contracts
I left Mr. Johnson's office sporting an erection so hard I could probably use it as a hammer and do some renovations on my apartment.
I held the packet in front of me as I stepped out into the hall. As I closed the door Janice turned and stood up. She was a gorgeous woman that was maybe 25 or 26 years old. She was wearing a pleated skirt, a tight white blouse that accentuated her pert breasts as they stretched it out. Her hair was an Auburn brown and was currently in a single braid that came down to about her shoulder blades.
"Come with me." She said as she ushered me down the hall towards the restrooms.
My mind was still spinning after what just happened, I didn't realize she had turned before the restrooms and taken me down a small hallway and into what appeared to be a small furnished office. She turned on the lights and I saw the room for what it was. A sex room.
There was a couch, a king-size bed on a frame of iron pipes, a comfortable-looking recliner, a desk with a rolling chair. There was also a door off to one side that was closed. As we walked in Janice went over to the desk, pulled out the rolling high back chair, and sat down.
"Come here, I'll help you with that."
I walked over, looking at the packet in my hands. "Oh yeah. I need to read through this thing. I guess since you've already..." I stopped talking as she started to unbutton my pants.
"Not that." She took the packet and placed it on the desk. She pulled my pants down to my thighs and grabbed my still throbbing dick and started to stroke it. "This," she said with a smile.
Janice knew how to give a handjob. It's like it has been her job for the last couple of years. She placed a hand under my balls and I started to feel my orgasm grow. Suddenly I felt the tingling in my toes that normally proceeded my orgasm. I felt it swelling inside me, my balls tightened, my toes curled in my shoes, and just before I exploded she leaned forward and inhaled my cock to the hilt.
My cock is average in size, about 6.5" and about the thickness of a Johnsville brat. Janice held me in her throat as I expelled my load. I lost count of the pulses and just enjoyed the feeling of unloading into someone's throat.
As my orgasm waned and my dick stopped shooting, Janice pulled back slowly to suck on the tip briefly making sure she got every last drop from me.
"Holy shit!" I cried. "That was great."
"You're welcome." She smiled. "You've got about an hour or so before I need the room, but you're welcome to look through the contract here until then." She stood up and left.
I pulled my pants up, sat down, and rolled up to the desk. I opened the packet and started to scan through the contact. There was so much legal mumbo jumbo that I couldn't make heads or tails out of most of it.
The pay was there, and it was a crazy number at least 4 times what I was making in the mailroom. There was some stuff about a bonus structure that I couldn't quite grasp and a section about the apartment and what all that entailed. It was a lot of information to take in. I'd have to have Mr. Johnson help me understand it. I smiled at the thought of me on my knees sucking his cock as he explained the job details to me. My cock started to harden again just thinking about that.
I saw a place to sign and then there were a handful of pages after that. These pages appeared to detail the other executives of the companies, including a list of the things they expected the person in this role to do, a place for initials next to each bullet point, and a signature line on the bottom. Looking through the pages I wondered how many of these things would work with me, a man, in the role that was normally filled by a woman.
Mr. Johnson's page was first and had the smallest and most mundane list of the six. He only expected blowjobs and sex a few times a week in his office as well as a date night once a week that required going out to dinner and an activity followed by sex in the company furnished apartment.
Mr. Germain was the company CFO and he had a panty fetish. The person in the role was to wear short skirts as much as possible but definitely when they were together. Most of his requirements seemed meant for a woman. He wanted to rub the panties, pussy, and ass, while she was wearing them. He wanted to buy her panties and watch her try them on as well as receive dirty, worn panties from her for the weekend. Panties were to never come off during sex and he wanted to always finish by cumming into or on the panties while she wore them.
Mrs. Drust, the head of HR was a dominatrix. She wants the girl in this position to be submissive and to take her various strapons. She likes spanking and paddling the girl. Whips and gags are mentioned as well.
Mr. Canterbee. the COO was also into the BDSM aspects of sex. His list included ropes, handcuffs, rough aggressive fucking. Name-calling, depredation, dirty talk, collars, ownership, and water sports. I wasn't sure what that last one was.
Mr. Berman was the CIO and his list read like a girlfriend experience advertisement. He wanted to kiss, cuddle, hold hands, go on date nights and it referred to sensual lovemaking.
Mr. Sapp was the company's CTO. His list started pretty tamely, blowjobs, handjobs, fucking, toys, things like that. What caught my eye was the last thing on the list and that was to allow him to photograph, film, and stream all of the above whenever he wanted.
I'm not sure how many of these lists would work with me in this position. I was excited to spend time with Mr. Johnson but some of the other stuff on the lists were making me nervous. But also strangely excited and curious. However, would any of them want to allow a guy to take the job? I don't know, I needed to talk to Mr. Johnson.
I noticed the time and quickly gathered up the contract put it back in the envelope, and got up to leave. Noticing that I had gotten hard reading and thinking about that list. I carried the envelope in front of me again as I headed for Janice's desk. She saw me coming as she was packing up.
"Harry, you just missed him. He left for the day. I would help you out again, but I've got an appointment with Mrs. Drust I need to get to. Last one of the day."
She was about to head off to be with Mistress Drust. The thought of her being dominated by another woman turned me on. But then I realized that soon, that might be me and that made me even harder.
"Does he, uh, does he have time available tomorrow? I need to ask him some questions about..." I glanced down to the packed in my hands that were shielding my erection, "this..."
"Of course. I'll get you on his calendar first thing tomorrow. 9:00 AM don't be late." She replied as she finished packing up.
I turned and left for the day.
I kept looking at those last pages of this contract all night. I noticed something that I missed before, there was a bonus clause for performance as rated by the executives as well as boosting company morale by servicing the directors and managers that report to the executives.
My head was spinning. I'd just discovered this part of me that I never knew existed and I wanted to explore it but this would be like trying to drink from a firehouse. Would I even be able to do it? That's a lot of cock suck and get fucked by and presumably some pussy to eat too. It seemed overwhelming. Hopefully my meeting with Mr. Johnson tomorrow morning would calm my nerves and reassure me. He seemed to like what I did today and I think he means well.
I got ready for bed and I thought back to swallowing his cock as I laid there and tried to sleep. I stroked my dick until I came all over myself then drifted off to sleep.
The next morning, I got to the office early. My day normally didn't start until 9:30. I got there at 8:30 and left a message for my manager that I had a meeting with Mr. Johnson at 9:00 and would likely be late.
