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Ça devenait presque une routine de sucer mon collègue Eric. Il me faisait passer sous le bureau. Là, je profitais de ses pieds et il se vidait les couilles dans ma bouche.Un soir, Eric me propose de prendre un pot. Un bar PMU juste à côté. Le bistrot est minuscule. Personne sauf le patron, grand costaud dans la cinquantaine."Dédé, je te présente Marco " Dit Eric en s'accoudant au zinc.Dédé me jette un regard "Je vais bientôt fermer, qu'est ce que je vous sers ?""Un blanc" répond Eric. see the rest

Since the first time (see "A new guy quickly in the know") it always happened the same way. In case of need, Eric drew back in his chair, his head disappearing behind the screen of his microcomputer. Her legs were twitching under the desk. I heard the thud of a shoe falling on the carpet. Then I felt his feet on my fly, friction which became more instants if I delayed going under the desk.Under the desk, Eric let me turn me on with his foot, but very quickly came to the goal "Suck now" Each time, see the rest

I was the only employee of Mr. Gantz with an individual office. I thought that this privilege was due to the little extra-professional services that I regularly rendered him. Small services that required a minimum of privacy and discretion.So when Mr. Gantz came to install a new employee in front of me, I said to myself with disappointment that the boss was tired of our little games.The new one was a guy in his thirties, tall, a bit stout. A big nose, small brown eyes under myopic glasses, thin lips see the rest

The taxi leaves Orly. "You like your boss, it seems". The driver speaks to me in the rearview mirror. His eyes are harmless under their bushy eyebrows. I say “Yes I like him. " " Because it lets you play with your feet? You like it ? » I look out the window of the door« Yes I like that. " " And in exchange, you suck then? " " Yes that's it. " " And suck his dick, you like that too? " My eyes follow the movement. " Yes too. " " Um ... And it also takes you behind? Sometimes ? " I fixed my eyes see the rest

One morning, on the way to work, I receive a call from the boss on my cell phone. "Marco, you go to take the green file which is on my desk and you join me in Roissy by taxi"."Are you not going back to Paris, Monsieur Gantz?" » « No, customers in Marseille want to see me urgently. You bring me the file, from Roissy we go to Orly and I fly to Marseille."Did it go well in London?" " " Yes, but stuck at the airport, I haven't slept all night. Hurry, I'll be waiting for you at arrivals.With the green see the rest

Ce fut un choc quand ma mère m’annonça qu’elle fréquentait un homme. Depuis quelques temps, elle avait un peu changé. Elle se montrait parfois rêveuse, faisait plus attention à son allure, s’absentait plus souvent de la maison. Le divorce d’avec mon père datait de quatre ans. C’était dans l’ordre des choses que, dépassant à peine quarante ans, elle envisage une nouvelle vie. N’empêche, j’eu du mal à encaisser le coup. Peut-être parce que j’étais moi-même mal see the rest

The elevator stops on the ground floor, while I'm still picking up trash that has dropped out of my trash bag. Mr. Lamaulle pushes open the door, letting Misty escape.When leaving the cabin to catch up with his dog, Mr. Lamaulle runs into the Bracards! M. Lamaulle “Oh! Pardon Misty escaped me " Mr. Bracard" Good evening Jacques " Mrs. Bracard:" It is at this hour that you leave Mysti? Poor little beast " M. Lamaulle:" And you, where do you come from in full dress? " The Bracard are on their thirty-one, see the rest

10:30 p.m., the end of the film on TV. Mom and dad are going to bed. I decide to stay in the living room.Mom: "Marco it's late you should go to bed" Dad: "He's of legal age now, leave the sweetheart" Mom: "Marco, well, you're of age, but you promise to take out the trash before you go to bed. I don't want to see her tomorrow morning ” Me:“ Promise mom ” An hour later, I'm about to go to my room. "Damn the trash!" » I am in shorts and a T-shirt. I put on flip flops. To take out the trash, no see the rest

I used to go for a coffee at the bistro opposite when I left the canteen.One day, on entering the establishment, I hear Mr. Gantz, my boss, hail me "Put your order in my account and come and sit with us." ". He is seated at a table with a man of the same kind as himself, in his fifties, tall, hair starting to turn gray. But the stranger is thinner, more distinguished too, with an angular face and a large nose. He wears an elegant Prince of Wales suit in gray and blue tones and a beautiful burgundy see the rest

After graduation, Mr. Gantz offered me a permanent contract as an accountant. The salary was not Top, but I gladly accepted, because a permanent contract that cannot be refused. In addition, I already knew the box to have worked there punctually.It was also during one of these missions that my boss discovered my cute sin: man's feet in black nylon socks. The day of this discovery, he had taken advantage of it, but we had not talked about it again.Mr. Gantz lived in the same housing estate as my parents. see the rest