As the manager of a nationally known real estate agency in the city of Béthune, every 6 months, we are obliged to take stock with the management who travels to the region. One of the managers from Paris, whom I have only seen once, had set me an appointment at the CAMBRAI Agency. The proposed time did not suit me and we had set the appointment for 6 p.m. As the appointment was late, "my boss" had warned me that he was inviting me to a restaurant after our interview. Being forward-thinking, I booked a room at the hotel to sleep, did not want to drive back at night especially after a restaurant, you never know, I really need my license. Appointment at the Cambrai Agency at 6 p.m., I was on time and so was he. I got dressed at the hotel in a suit, blouse slightly open 2 buttons and as usual no underwear. I never wear one. We were sitting next to each other in the meeting room. There were only 2 of us, all the other colleagues had already left. During the work meeting where we talked about figures, sales, etc. I noticed several times that he had an insistent look on my chest. Flattering but reasonable. Around 7:15 p.m. we went to have dinner at the restaurant. There was a very good meal with a bit of alcohol, a few questions about my private life (married? what does the husband do? often alone?) and he complimented me on my appearance and my professionalism. He is divorced and alone (impossible for me to verify). Twice during the meal he touched my foot to try to send me a message. The first time he apologized but not the second time at the end of the meal. During the meal he asked me which hotel I was staying at, it was not the same as him. At the end of the meal, we each went our separate ways back to our hotel. An hour or so after I got back to my hotel, he called me on my cell phone to ask me for some additional information for the job. I think he was pretending not to understand my answers and then he said to me: "I don't understand, this doesn't match the pictures, I'm coming, we'll be here in ¼ or ½ hour". I replied ok I'll wait for you, room 05. As I was already undressed, showered and in bed zapping through the different TV channels, I had to get dressed quickly. 10 minutes later he was there, I opened the door to my room to let him in. We sat down and started working on the small desk in the room, but it was really for odds and ends that he had come. I had a good idea why he came to my room.While "we were working", he put his hand on my leg and caressed it. I let him do it to see how far he would go. Slowly he moved his hand up towards my cock, being a little more insistent. I can tell you that it had an effect on me. I didn't back down, I put my hand on his cock, above his pants and I noticed that he was also not insensitive to what he was doing to me. He was already very ...

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