As expected, Glenn was livid about the mess I’d made of the monthly reconciliation report. I sat quietly through his tirade, with my head bowed and my eyes downcast, as he finished chastising me and laying out his final decision.
With anger in his voice, he grumbled, “I have no choice, Wendy…. you’ve fucked up a critical report that is going to make me, and this entire department, look like goddamn idiots. I’m letting you go.”
I noticed that, even as he raged at me and my inexcusable mistakes, he couldn’t take his eyes off my heavy breasts and obvious nipple bumps. I saw him unconsciously adjust himself through his pants at one point, and thought to myself that I might still have a card to play, after all.
With my head still downcast, I leaned forward in my seat so he could see further down my blouse… hoping that the sight of my dangling boobs, and my silk blouse draped off the tips of my stiff nipples, would help make the case to keep my job.
“Glenn, I know I fucked up…. I’m just not great with numbers. But, please…. you can’t fire me! I’m barely making ends meet as it is, and you know as well as I do that the job market sucks right now.”
Struggling to keep his eyes off my wobbling tits, he threw his hands up and said, “How can I possibly keep you? You’re not good at your job!”
With moist eyes, I responded, “I don’t know…. I don’t know…. but c’mon, Glenn, there has to be something I can do!”
Glenn sat there with a scowl on his face and thought for a minute…. continuing to let his gaze drift down to my boobs… gently swaying back and forth, along with a little jiggle whenever I crossed, or re-crossed my legs. Noting the affect I was having on him every time my breasts moved, I adjusted my position a few more times, as I sat in the chair facing his desk…. waiting for his decision.
Then… still furious… he got up from his chair and walked around to the front of his desk…. stopping directly in front of me. He perched his butt on the front edge of his desk, spread his legs slightly, and… making no effort to hide his intentions to look down my blouse… he said, “There is only one way you’re keeping a job in this company, Wendy.”
Then, with a wry grin on his face, he pulled down his zipper, and fished out his already semi-hard cock. He didn’t say anything more…. he just dropped it and let it flounce and swing back and forth between his legs.
My eyebrows shot up as I gazed at the impressive near-boner that swayed only a few inches from my face. I’d never actually handled a guy’s penis before… although I’d had several rubbed up against me over the years in various social settings… but, holy shit, this looked like a big one. I figured it was about 9” long… which was definitely longer than the dildo Lydia and I used at home… and thicker, too…. and it wasn’t even fully erect yet!
His prick stuck out from his crotch, with a gentle bend to the shaft and the wide, bulbous tip pointing at the floor between us. After letting it flop around for a while, Glenn reached down with one hand and grabbed the base of his growing prick… gently shaking it, so that the mushroom-shaped head bounced and wobbled very close to my stunned face.
“If you give me a blowjob… right now… and let me fuck you whenever I want… then I’ll find a place for you in my department. It’s as simple as that…. and it’s a one-time offer.”
I was a bit speechless… and shocked… not just by how brazen he was being about fucking me to keep my job, but also by how mesmerized I was with this enormous hard-on dangling in my face. It seemed like it was getting longer and stiffer as he shook it in front of me…. moving it closer and closer to my lips. I had never been interested in cocks before, but for some reason this one seemed to have me hypnotized.
Glenn continued to waggle his now fully erect prick in front of my face, as he said, “It’s entirely your choice, Wendy… just make a decision.”
Even in my incredulity, I knew I had set this exact situation in motion, so I silently nodded my head, and reached out with one hand to replace the one he was using to slowly stroke his rigid pole. He chuckled, then moved his hand from his shaft to the back of my head, pulling me forward, as I opened my mouth and sucked the tip of his engorged penis inside.
As I ran my hand up and down his stiff erection and sucked the tip of his throbbing boner, Glenn kept one hand on the back of my head, and reached between us with his other hand to unbutton my blouse… allowing my heavy breasts to sway and jiggle in rhythm with my pumping fist and bobbing head. With one hand still holding the back of my head, Glenn used his other hand to slap and squeeze the flesh of my wobbling tits… occasionally pulling on the nipples, then releasing them to watch my boobs bounce back into place.
I was kind of stunned to realize that I actually liked the feeling of my hand sliding along the shaft of Glenn’s thick rod, and the sensation of his cock sliding along my tongue as he slammed it in and out of my warm, wet mouth…. I could even feel my pussy getting moist, as I continued bobbing my head up and down on his pulsating hard-on. His hands on my tits were also having an effect on me, and I let out a guttural moan around his shaft as I continued to suck Glenn’s dick while he fondled and tweaked my hanging breasts.
Glenn rocked his hips and moaned for several minutes…. shoving his erection against the back of my throat, over and over…. then surprised me when he abruptly pulled his cock out of my mouth and pulled me up by my shoulders. He traded places with me, then turned me around, pushed me over to the front of his desk and bent me forward…. causing me to put my hands on the top of his desk for support. My heavy boobs swung back and forth beneath my chest, as he moved behind me, flipped my skirt onto my lower back, and yanked my panties down to my knees. I heard his buckle hit the floor as his pants fell around his ankles…. then he stepped between my legs, lined the tip of his cock up with my dripping wet vagina, and slammed his engorged prick as far into me as it would go.
I was totally unprepared for how big he was, and…. even more surprising to me…. how good it felt.
“OHH!… I… uh… what the fuck, Glenn… holy shit…. wait…. uhnnn…. damn, you’re fucking huge!…. uhnnn…. oh, my God…. just a min… hmmmm…. wow…. oh, my God…. uhnnn…. uhnnn…. that feels incredible…. hmmmm…”
I heard Glenn chuckle again, then groan, as he mumbled, “Goddamn, you feel great, Wendy…. I’ve been wanting to do this since the day I hired you…. holy fuck, but you’re tight…. uhn… uhn… yeeeaaaahhhh… so fucking nice…”
He began rocking his hips back and forth… hammering his thick staff in and out of my sopping wet cunt over and over… going deeper and deeper, and causing me to grunt with every one of his forward jabs.
“Uhn…. uhn…. shit, Glenn… uhn… uhn… I had no idea… uhn… yeah… keep going… a little harder…. yeah… just like that… uhn…. uhn…. hmmmmm.”