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White Collar Affair
I was working as a financial manager for some years now in an important retail company. At my 27 years of age, I had managed to land a pretty nice job and I was planning to work my way up. My job was hard and I spent almost all day in the office, but I was good at it and I loved it. Usually, I'd go home late at night and watch some Netflix before falling asleep. On the weekends, I would do my workout routines and open the dating apps at night and maybe go out with some guy.
Lately, things hadn't been going great at my office. They were struggling with money, so the executive management team decided to let some people go. I was lucky that I wasn't laid off, but I had to pull my weight in order to keep the company afloat.
One of the biggest changes we had in my office was the new CEO. He was a big guy in his early forties with lots of experience in the field. His name was Robert.
I remember the first time we were introduced was at a morning meeting. He shook my hand with his huge right hand and I felt this warm energy running down my body. I smiled nervously and looked up at his bright blue eyes. He had some dark short hair with some grays in between and a trimmed beard, he was definitely my type.
"I'm Thomas... the Financial Manager..."
"I'm looking forward to working with you, sir." I stated, shaking his hand and smiling.
"I'm Robert Miller. Nice to meet you, Thomas." He said with a deep voice.
After the introductions, I had to present a new budget plan to everyone on the team. I remember feeling a bit more nervous than usual with my new boss staring attentively at me from the other side of the table, resting his face on his manly knuckles. He listened carefully and made a few comments at the end but all in all it had been a strong presentation. I couldn't help to blush when he grabbed my shoulder and said 'Good job, Thomas' at the end of the meeting. I quickly went back to my small office and continued working.
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Time went by, and soon our new boss knew everybody's names. He was very good at keeping a nice work atmosphere, whenever he made a comment he was always constructive and honest. At the same time, he pressured us to do our best for the company. We were all working very hard.
I remember he would go around the office in his navy suit, and I would do my best not to stare at his round ass when he returned to his desk. His muscular daddy appearance was enough to entice my imagination.
Sadly, he was definitely just a fantasy and there were many reasons not to get involved with him. First, he was my new boss so that made him off limits and secondly, he was probably straight. But that didn't mean I couldn't imagine him fucking me hard on his desk.
Everybody knew I was gay and most people were okay with that. As long as I wasn't flaunting or discussing the details of my latest Grindr date in the break room, it was fine. My colleagues were all very open-minded.
One time I was talking to one of my colleagues, Jennifer, and she told me all the tea about our boss Mr. Miller. Apparently, he was going through a messy divorce and he had a teenage daughter. I had noticed he had some pictures of a blond girl in his office, so I guessed it was his kid. He didn't look like he was going through rough times, but I guess he was just a professional guy that kept his personal life separate from work.
After presenting my budget plan, I had been working overtime almost every day. I was getting exhausted and I thought about telling my boss. At the same time, I didn't want to be ungrateful as I still had a job. I knew many of the people that had been fired before he arrived, so I wasn't sure how to approach him. It was almost 5 p.m. on a Friday, so I had to take some documents to my boss before I could finish my shift. He had to check everything was in order.
I knocked on his big office and went inside. His office had a minimalist design with a dark and sleek desk, one leather chair that he usually sat on, and two chairs on the other side. There was a big window on the back and you could see the whole city from there.
I told him that he needed to see these documents, he took them and nodded at me. His face looked tired and sad, I had never seeing him like that. For a moment, I felt bad about complaining. He came to work every day with a smile, despite dealing with his whole divorce. He checked everything and then gave me back the papers. I was going to leave when his voice stopped me.
"Mm... Thomas?" He said standing up and getting close to me, I had to look up as he was a couple inches taller.
"Yeah, boss?"
"I know that I have been putting a lot of pressure on you... and I want you to know that I truly appreciate your hard work..." He commented putting his big hand on my shoulder.
His gesture didn't seem inappropriate or like he had any weird intentions. I saw his bright blue eyes and I felt strangely happy. I knew he really meant that, because we were alone so he wasn't putting a show for the rest of the team.
"Thanks..."
"Now, go home and rest. You must be tired." He commanded with his deep voice and a smile that made my body tingle.
"Yes, sir... See you Monday."
I left his office and went to get my things on my desk. I couldn't wait to get to my apartment and rest. As I pressed the button on the elevator, my boss rushed inside. It was a bit awkward and we just waited for the elevator to get to the ground floor. We were both standing next to each other, I could smell his manly perfume it was intoxicating. I said goodbye and went straight to my car.
Back into my apartment, I immediately got in the shower to relax. Feeling the water down my lean body I couldn't help to think about my boss Robert. I had kept my mind off him for the most part, but now I was wishing he was there in the shower. I imagined his strong tall body behind me, caressing my chest and kissing my neck. Using my fingers, I pictured his fat cock filling my tight hole. God, I wanted him so bad. Soon, I shot my load all over the shower floor.
That weekend, I needed to get laid urgently. The next day, I opened the apps and went hunting for a guy to fuck. Swiping right and left, I made a match with a guy that looked in his forties. He had a buzz cut and a beard. He sent me a picture of his fat cut dick. I needed it.
In no time, I got cleaned up and ready. I looked in the mirror and fixed my short brown hair. I had always been on the thinner side, with some lean muscle definition. That day, I went for a dark green tee that complimented my hazel eyes and a hoodie with some dark jeans. My ass was looking nice and round in my jeans.
The guy's apartment was in the city centre, just a few blocks away from my small apartment. I went outside and headed that way. The streets were full of people, as usual for a Saturday evening. The shops were closing and people were walking home. I had to cross a park to get to this guy's place. That's when I saw him.
My boss was wearing some loose running shorts and was walking a big husky dog. He had stopped to drink some water. He didn't see me as I passed by. It was a surprise to see him in something different than a suit, I barely recognized him. His sleeveless hoodie revealed some strong arms. As he kneeled to give his dog some water I noticed his hairy calves. He caressed his fluffy dog and smiled. Some crowfeet appeared next to his blue eyes. I just melted, he was a stunning man.
