Date: Sun, 15 Nov 2015 12:26:09 +0000
From: mitchmulder@lycos.com
Subject: putting up the new fence - 19

Chapter 19

I had set my alarm one hours earlier than usual. When it went off, I
silenced it after the first beep. I looked over to my wife who was still
deeply asleep. I tenderly kissed her on her cheek and slipped out of
bed. Downsairs I made myself a cup of coffee while I ate a sandwich with
cheese. The coffee was ready and I drunk it quickly. Still couldn't
figure out what this early meeting was going to be about as I went back
upstairs to shower and shave.

My wife mumbled something in her sleep when I got a fresh shirt, socks,
briefs, tie and a suite from my wardrobe. In order not to awaken her I
went to the bathroom to get dressed. First I put on the cockring, which
I had hidden the previous night on the top shelf of the bathroom
medicine board, behind stuff that we would never use. I decided not to
put on my briefs, remembering what Osram had said about lettin it all
hang loose, you'd never know in what kind of mood he would be in.
Instead I put them in my inside my pocket. I finished dressing, adjusted
my cock to the left hand side of my pants. It still felt strange not to
wear any underwear and on top of that a thight cock ring, but somehow it
made me feel sexy. I checked the mirror if my cock hanging down was not
too obvious.

There was hardly any traffic on the road and I arrived at the office
earlier than I had expected. At 7.15 I stepped into the office, Osram
was alreaqdy behind his desk, as soon as he heard me he called me over.

"Thanks for coming early!"

"No problem, Sir. What kind of meeting we will be having.?"

"A meeting with the heads of several departments, I saw the forecast,
even with the cutdowns we made so far, we still loosing money. I just
got the interim figures of this month, it doesn't look good. All those
heads making a big salary, I want to hear their ideas for improvements,
suggestions how we can turn things around."

On his desk were print outs of spreadsheets with all kinds of figures.

"Really, Roberts, if things go on they are now, ..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but shook his head instead.

He smiled, "Isn't it funny, Roberts, you are right on time, even a bit
earlier, but the guys who are responsible for these figures are still
not here yet. By the way Roberts, I am glad you took my suggestion not
to wear briefs anymore. Boxers, or just commado?"

I felt I was turning a bit red in the face, "No underwear, Sir, but... can
you tell?"

"I can see your cock hanging down your left leg and I bet you are
wearing that cockring." He chuckled, "Only a man who is confident about
himself, who knows what he wants, dares that."

I just nodded my head, not knowing what to say.

"And we all know what you want, hey Roberts! A nice cock in your ass or
your down you throat!"

"Please Sir, I beg you."

There was a knock at the door. "Ah, they are here," Osram looked at his
watch, "Not one minute to early.'He shook his head as he buzzed them in.


Osram held a thunder speech to them, telling them, or rather shouting at
them, that the future of the company was at stake. Something had to be
done to turn the tide. He expected form each department manager five
ideas to turn things around, five ideas to improve efficiency or profit.


"I expect your ideas Tuesday. Only fve ideas, in five days, that
shouldn't be a problem I thin, even for you."

" But, Sir, that is only three business days!" Jones, from the sales
department interjected.

"Today it's Friday, five days later it's Tuesday, Jones, or do you turn
off your mind the minute you walk out of here? Makes me wonder if you
turn it back on each workday!"

Osram stood up, "Thank you gentlemen, if you have any question, please
e-mail them to Roberts here." Pointing at me. "Now let's get back to
business."

As they started to leave, Gary Wilmer, my former manager, returned to
Osram. "Excuse me. Since I had to start an hour earlier does that mean I
can leave an hour earlier? I mean that would be great since my kid has
his birthday today."

Osram let out a deep sigh, "Just get back to work, eh.. Wilmer. If
things stay like this ypou don't have to bother to come at all."

As soon as they had left Osram removed his jacket and settled back in
his chair, rubbing his face. "Well, we all know what Wilmer's idea will
be: to have a free day just because your kid is having its birthday."

He laid his feet on the desk,. "Oh, Roberts, the company is going down
and I have to rely of them, for God sake! What is going on, what am I
doing wrong" His right hand move to his left shoulder, rubbing it.
"Roberts, would you mind to give my shoulders a massage?"

I placed my hands on his big shoulders and starting to rub them, driving
my thumbs deeply into his muscles.

"Mmmm. Yeah that's it, Roberts."

I moved my hand along his broad shoulders then coming back to his neck,
pressing thumbs into the small of his back.

"God, Roberts, you're good! You know I sometimes envy you." He pulled
off his tie. "Hang on." He said as he opened his his shirt. "Your hands
are like magic."

"Why don't you give Clint, your masseur a call?"

"No, no. You're doing just fine."

I lowered my hands down his big hairy pegs, circling his big brown
nipples.

"Yeah, mmm, love that. You're a lucky guy, Roberts, each evening when
you get home, you got a family waiting for you, have family dinners
together, have a lovely wife, a daughter and a perfect son. You do
realise that you have everything a man can desire?"

"I know, Sir, but raising a family is not that easy."

"I know, but I guess you're doing a fine job. And just think in a couple
of hours you will be away with Mike."

In the meantime I had focused on his chest, kneading his pecs, running
my fingers through his chest heair, gliding my hands down to his navel.

"You know Roberts, it isn't easy leading a company, I'm responsible for
about fifty people, 50 households, you know it really hurt me to sack
those people recently. But still, I have to put on a stern face,
explaining it is for the good of the company knowing you ruin a lot of
dreams and futures."

With my hands I was back on his shouders, feeling his hard musled and
knobs.

"I understand, Sir."

He laid his head back., "Do you? Roberts, kiss me,..."

I looked down form behind, his face looking up to me.

"You know Roberts, sometime I too need an arm around me.. Please,
Roberts, ...kiss me."

I lowered my head till my lips reaches his. Ever so softly his tongue
slided between my lips, roaming my tongue gentle. My hands went back to
his chest, finding his nipples, teasing them. His hand moved up and
tossled my hair. I had been hard sine the moment I touched his shoulders
but now, with his tongue moving around inside my mouth I was rockhard,
my cock was dripping big time, feeling my pants and my leg getting
wetter by the second.

Still kissing he moved hold my hand, diding it over his stomach, his
belly to his big bulge.

I grabbed his hard cock through his pants, feeling the hardness and the
warmth. He opened his fly, releasing his hard wet cock. He moaned ,
pressing his lips harder on mine and I started to gentle stroke it.

"O fuck, Roberts!" He got up and pulled me to him, grinding his hard
acock against my crotch still he had his tongue deeply stuck in my
mouth. His hands went around my back, kneading my ass. Then he pushed me
down to my knees and I was facing his big juicy dripping manhood.

I kissed the tip and I heard him moan above me, slowly I pushed his cock
between my lips. I licked the shaft, feeling the heavy veins with the
tip of my tongue, nibbling the tender foreskin before I pulled it back
between my lips.

"Oh, shit!" He groaned and pushed his cock deeper into my mouth.

I sucked him, I just loved his big pounding cock. I released my own
member, pulled down my foreskin and rubbed my juices all over the head.

With his hand he in my pits he lifted me up, kissed me again and turned
me around, pushing me over the desk. He quickly pulled down my pants and
parted my cheeks.

I groaned as he pushed his tongue into my crack, finding my opening,
pushing his tongue deeply in.

"Ohhhh, fuck me!" I just wanted his big meat inside me, fuck I was so
close! I just needed him to fill me up, with his meat with his sperm!

I didn't have to wait long before I felt his fat cockhead entering me, I
pushed back, wanting to take him in as deep as possible.

He fucked me, hard and good, hitting my spot over and over again. With
one hand hooked on my shouder and the other one squeezing my nipple I
reached my orgasm, too soon, I know, but one of themost powerfuls ever.
I started to shoot, squeezing my ass around his fucking cock.

I reached between my legs, found his boucing balls, grab them and pulled
and squeezed them.

"Oh,.... fuck Robertssss!"

His balls emtied their hot sperm deep inside of me. We both moaned and
groaned till he rested back on my back.

He kissed the small of my neck, kissing my earlobe as I had my face
pressedn on the desk with all the figures.

He had still his cock inside of me. Getting his breath back again. His
hands roamed my chest and my balls and cock.

I was in heaven, feeling his cock getting softer inside me, soon it
would pop out, but then I noticed something, about the figures.

I straigthened bu back, making him to stand too, his cock plopped out,
cum dribbled out of my ass, but I didn't bother, I was staring at the
different kinds of figures.

"This isn't right!" I said, more to myself.

""Fuck, Roberts, believe me it was allright!"

He tried to turn me around, but I resisted, "The figures, Sir, they're
not right! How did you get those?"

"They are interim figures af the last few months, Roberts, I know
they're not right, they are terrible!"

"No, I mean, look at these. Last month figures, very different than the
final figures, signed off by the heads of department!"

"What do you mean, Roberts?"

We stood side by side, still with our pants around our ankles, looking
at the figures.

"Look, sale are going down!" I said, pointing at one of the
spreadsheets.

"We all know that, Roberts, that is theproblem!" Osram almost shouted.

"I know, I know, but, look at this sheet, the stock, going down as
well!" I pointed. "Hang on!" I hoisted up my pants and hurried over to
my office, retrieving last month official figures.

"Look!" I said. The signed off figures are different, it doesn't make
sense, if sale are down, stock should increase! But the figures you have
here", pointing at the interim figures, 'stocks are down too!"

"That doesn't make sense!" he said while he pulled up his pants.

"I know! But the signed off figures tell another another story, don;t
they?!"

"Hell, you're right, Roberts, you're right!" Then his face changed, from
excited to a deep purple shade, "but that means, someone is forging the
figures, someone is stealing from me!!"

He looked from one sheet to another, shaking his head, opening and
closing his mouth.

"Fuck,Roberts! You're right!" He threw the papers in the air and grabbed
me, pulling me close to him kissing me, hugging me. "You know what this
means, Roberts? We're doing just fine, it's only that bastard, or
bastards, that robing me, and the company!"

He released me and went back to the figures, totally ignoring me now, he
sat back in his chair. While he went over he just shook his head, seeing
the fury building up at him.

"Roberts, get our auditors on the phone, let them work this out, but,
hell, Roberts, I think you're right, they are stealing from us. My God,
Roberts, they are going to bleed!"

I got in touch with our auditors and put them through to Osram.

When he had finished the phone call he came over to my office. "They'll
be over this afternoon, going through the books, the official ones and
the unofficial ones. Roberts, if you're right.... well, I will have to
get in touch with the police."He let out a deep sigh and looked at me,
"But that's no concerns of yours, you just enjoy this weekend, with
Mike." He chuckled, "and I'm sure you will. God, haven't been there for
weeks. You know I always liked it there, so remote, just you and the
sea." He sighed, "Maybe I will go there next week, you know, just to get
away from everything and everyone."

"I can imagine, Sir." I replied.

He smiled and walked over to me. "Not from you, Roberts." He leaned
forward and kissed me so softly on my lips. "I guess you're the only one
I can trust. Well, Roberts, why don't you start your weekend right now!
Yeah, do that, it can be very dark out there, better reach the cabin
before it's gets too dark. Have a nice weekend, and say hello to Mike!"

He gave me a wink got up and walked back to his office.

I cleared my desk and was about to leave, wow, a whole weekend alone
with Mike at some remote spot at the sea!

Before I left I checked in with Osram. "You're sure I can leave,
shouldn't I help with the figures or so."

"No, Roberts, that's allright, I got everything here, we're going to
nail those bastards!"

"Ok then, thanks for lending your cabin."

He smiled, "Believe me Roberts, you deserve it, and Roberts, enjoy it."

"I will, Sir, thank you."

"No, Roberts, thank you."