A Simple Wager
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Brad was one of my trainees at the pharmaceutical company we both worked for. Now, I have control over my sales district, so ultimately the deal was mine, but I could have given him the commission at my discretion. Truth was, he was a smarmy short bastard who always rubbed me the wrong way, and I wasn’t feeling particularly generous. But I do love playing games, so I decided to teach him a lesson.
“I tell you what, Brad. I’ll suck your dick - if you can last forty-five minutes, then you’ve got the deal.” Wide-eyed and wordlessly, he walked backward to his chair, sat down and slowly undid his pants, unsure if I was serious, but not willing to open his mouth and mess up a free blowjob!
For such a short guy, his cock was enormous - it felt like I had to unhinge my jaw to fit it in! But I wasn’t going to let him think I couldn’t do it - I started sucking on his throbbing manhood, convinced that I could get that tree-trunk of a cock to blow down my throat.
During that long, slow blowjob, I did everything I have been taught over the years by the men in my life when it comes to blowjobs. I deep throated that monster, licked the vein, sucked his balls, fingered his prostate, everything. And I admit, it turned me on. Soon, I pulled off my lace panties from under my skirt, and devoted one hand to fingering myself as he face-fucked my mouth.
Drenched in sweat and groaning so loudly that the rest of the office could hear him, he finally erupted in my mouth. Eruption is an apt word, because he came and came and came - I swear he must have spilled a gallon of cum down my throat. I swallowed every drop - I wasn’t about to get any semen on my $400 blouse.
Looking at the clock, I saw that over two hours had passed - it was almost time for the sales presentation! True to my word, I offered it to Brad - he had more than passed the test, but covered in sweat and naked from the waist down, he just waved the prize off. Oh well, more cash for me!
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