Date: Tue, 28 Sep 2010 16:29:58 +0000 (GMT)
From: Mr. D <dionyssos00@yahoo.no>
Subject: After working hours, ch 3

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After working hours, chapter 3

At work that day, life seemed much better. Even if I had tons of work and
probably needed to work late the rest of the week. The day went on and I
got deeper and deeper into the piles of paper on my desk. At lunch I
finally took a well deserved break.

My friend Lisa saw the change in me. Even if I really tried to conceal my
newly discovered affair, Lisa could not bee fooled.

"I see you have as much work as ever, but you seem happy and full of
energy. What could be the reason for this radical change?"

From the look in here eyes I knew I could not escape this. Once she got a
hunch, she was relentless in her methods to find out all there was to know.

"I do feel much better, thanks", I could not help but letting out a little
smirk at the end. That gave me away even more.

"No you don't! I can see that some thing is going on and I will get to the
bottom of it"

Her choice of words `to the bottom of it' gave me the desire to laugh, at
the same time I cold not. The result was an ever growing grin on my face.

"I really can't talk about it. This is not the time or the place. But I do
promise I'll tell you! – Then, after a short break I added "...some day"

As planned, this infuriated her. Lisa sat down and kept me hostage with an
intense glare.

"You know I'll find out". She was almost growling like an animal. Her way
of expressing that, me keeping a secret, was out of the question.  Suddenly
her face transformed from the wild frown to the friendly and beautiful face
I liked so much.

"I can see that you will not tell me right now, but you better find a place
and time to do so"

I was just about to answer her with a smart remark, but when I looked up
and Jerry walked behind her. Very briefly he looked at me and winched. I
almost fell off my chair, and completely lost my posture. She could not
miss this. All she had to do was to trace my look, and the cat would jump
out of the bag in a gigantic leap. For some reason, she didn't. When I got
control of my self and looked at her, a wide almost evil grin met me.

"So... You have other reasons to stay late than work, do you?"

I have never been a good liar, but I could not understand how she could be
so 100% spot on! It really crept me out and my jaw dropped to the floor.

"I told you I would figure this out. But do not worry. I'll let you come to
terms with the fact that I do know. The rest is up to you. I'll be waiting
for a good story now"

I gave up. After less than 3 minutes, she has deciphered me. There was no
reason to even try to fool her.

"Ok Lisa. I promise to tell you the whole story, but let's drop it right
now. Please."  That `please' at the end came out a little more pleading
than I had planned. I guess it did not help that my face was close to a
tomato-red in colour.

"Ok, Tom. I let you off the hook for now. But I warn you, don't delay to
long, or I'll be coming at you like a bat out of hell!"

With that she got up to leave. Picked up her tray and turned to say
–"Fancy a smoke before you go back to your secret world.

"You bet I do!"

And so we did. We did not use the roof during normal hours. It was not
quite allowed to go up there, so we settled for the main entrance. We did
not talk much, but here company made me relax. After one smoke, I had
regained my self control. Lisa went back inside, but I needed one more
smoke before going back in my self.  This day had turned out to be much
stranger than I figured was possible. But the surprises were not over for
me yet.

A large truck was parked out side and the security guard was busy signing
for a mountain of boxes. He let out a load sigh as I cam in. It was not
until then I realised that it was not the regular guard. The usual broad
shouldered man, was replaced with a rather small boy. He looked very young,
but since he was working as a security guard, he had to be at least 18. He
had short blonde hair, and as he looked up I saw a pair crystal blue eyes
looking pleadingly at me.

I guess my subconscious had been dwelling on other things than work. I
noticed the tingling feeling in my balls as I started to get hard.

"Can you please help me getting these boxes down to the cellar?"  I must
have looked surprised, he added very quickly, "I'm stepping in for the
regular guard. He is on vacation and will be back in 2 weeks"

Before I could actually think I replied,
 "Sure, I'll help you"

If he could see the pictures in my mind, he probably would have put down
the box in his arms and run out of there as quickly as his legs could
muster. Without any more talking I lifted up one of the boxes, looked at
the young man and asked where to put it. I felt a bit like the big brother
who helps out to be nice. He gladly showed me the way to the stairs. For
some reason the elevator did not go down to the basement. The boxes were
many, but not that heavy. As we walked up and down I enjoyed the view. That
did give me a reaction, and before the job was done, I had to do my best to
conceal my fully erected cock.

As I put down the last box. In reality, I could not wait to get out of
there. I did not want him to discover the truth here. It would put me in a
bad light and if it came out, I fear my lover might not take it too
lightly. When I turned around, he surprised me by standing very
close. Without warning he put his hand on my crouch and said with a husky
voice,

"Is that a gun in your pocket, or are just happy to see me?"

I had to laugh. Here is this young man, closer to a boy, using that cliché
and feeling up a stranger. The whole situation was so absurd I did not
really believe it was happening.

"I guess I'm jus happy to see you, young man" WHAT was I saying! The horny
sensation in my body took completely over. I leaned forward and kissed
him. He willingly returned the kiss. His tongue entered my mouth while he
squeezed my dick. I was iron hard and ready to cum. I had to pull
back. Explaining my long absence was not a problem, but letting out a load
in my pants, would be hard to conceal.

He looked me in the eye and his hornyness was glowing. It was like a halo
around his whole body. He took my hand and pulled me towards a door. With a
rapid sweep of his key card, the light turned green and the door clicked
open. He almost pulled me in after him and slammed the door shut. I wanted
to move, but I couldn't. Even if I had made my self move, I would have been
too slow. The young man moved like lightning. Before I could protest, my
pants were around my ankles. My cock stood straight and he seemed pleased
to find it pointing straight at his face.

He tasted it gently. Letting his tongue play with the head, and eating my
pre-cum in the process. I moaned and put my hand on his head. I started
pushing my hips forward, holding his head firmly in place. Now it was my
turn to be pleased. He took my entire 8,5 inch cock and ended up with his
nose in my curly pubes. I could feel my cock sliding down his throat. At
this point I didn't think any more. I simply enjoyed the blowjob. It did
not take long before I felt the inevitable orgasm building up. I tried to
warn him, but I could not gather my thoughts enough to speak. With a loud
grunt I shoved my hips forward and jammed my cock into his horny
mouth. Then the fantastic feeling of letting go and filling him up.

The brave young man swallowed it all. I shot load after load into his young
mouth. Not a single drop fell to the floor. At the end of my orgasm my
knees went weak and I slid down the wall, until I was squatting. I did not
have the strength to stand up yet. The guard stood to his feet and dropped
his pants. He was not hung like a horse, but it looked to me like a 5,5 or
6 inch rod, slightly bent upwards.  He started stoking himself, and judging
by the sounds he was making, it would not take long for him to shoot his
load. I reached out and pulled him closer. I only had to open my moth and
let him fuck my face. He moved his hips only a few times, before he let his
sperm fill my moth. It tasted like sweet nectar at the time. Just having
this young man emptying his balls in my mouth almost got me hard again. I
was greedy and did not let him go until I had gotten every drop out of him.
He looked down at me with a huge smile on his face and said:

"I think I'm going to enjoy working here the next two weeks. At the moment
I hope I will stay longer"

"You do, huh. Well I don't mind getting a blowjob by a barely legal kid in
a uniform"

I stood up and kissed him, before I got my pants back on. By the time we
emerged form the cellar, we both acted cool. He thanked me for my help. I
assured him it was not a problem and encouraged him to ask me again, if he
needed help. Then I took the two flights of stairs, found my office and
tried to get some work done.

Along with the nice feeling in my body, a creeping notion of bad conscience
started to come to the surface. I knew that I had to tell Jerry about this,
but decided not to think about that now. If I was going to get any work
done, I had to start thinking with the larger head God had given me.



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