[Part I](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/mty426/behind_every_successful_man_part_1/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)
8. OLIVER
Well today is going great. First that dickhead Blake doesn’t come in to work, then my god damn smoke show of a wife Alice brings me lunch at the office! She can’t stay to eat it with me but she does give me a quick handy under my desk and catches my cum in her mouth. Jesus Christ, she fucks like a porn star. I’m a lucky man to be her one and only! Not to mention the lamb sandwich she made. Gourmet stuff right there. Almost as good as the handjob.
9. MR. JOHNSON
I don’t know who the fuck Blake Long thinks he is, standing me up for lunch. He was a fucking shoo-in for this promotion, but a man who can’t even show up for his own fucking interview is not fucking executive material. It wasn’t even really an interview, I was just going to take him for a congratulatory lunch and tell him the job was his. He was supposed to meet me in my office twenty fucking minutes ago and he’s not answering his cell phone. I called his home and his wife answered and she mouthed off about him being a prick. A man who can’t even keep his woman in line does not deserve to move up at this firm.
I was just trying to decide between going to the restaurant anyway or just calling up Antoinette’s for a lunch appointment when this gorgeous broad walked into my office. She was wearing a summer dress and I’d never seen a dress that wasn’t see-through but still gave you such a crystal clear picture of the body underneath.
“Hello, Mr. Johnson.” She said.
“I’m sorry but have we met?”
“At a couple of office parties. Alice Goodman.”
“Oliver’s wife?” I did remember seeing her at the last Christmas party. I don’t know if she saw me checking out her ass back then or not. I didn’t linger because I ditched the party early to fuck two of the interns in my office.
“The one and only.”
“To what do I owe the pleasure?”
“I wanted to talk about Oliver and the Special Projects Department.”
Ah shit. Goodman had put in for the promotion. But he was such an idealist. This firm rewards cutthroat pricks like Blake Long. Even for our pro bono and charity bullshit.
“I’m sorry, Mrs. Goodman-“
“Alice.”
“Alice. But Oliver is not exactly the type of guy we look at for these types of positions.”
“Oh I’ve found Oliver to be more than capable in all positions.”
Was that a sex joke? To her husband’s boss? Best not to act on assumptions. That’s the shit that costs careers.
“I don’t think it’s appropriate to discuss Oliver’s prospects like this.”
“If you’ll just hear me out, Mr. Johnson… may I call you Richard?”
“It’s Dick.”
“Dick Johnson?”
“Yeah yeah, I know.”
“That sounds like a porn name.”
“I’ve been getting that since grade school.”
“Like the guy in a porn where a woman comes into his office,” she got up and walked around my desk and sat in my lap. “And says she’ll do ANYTHING to get her husband that promotion.” She lightly caressed my chest. There was no misinterpreting this.
“I think you better show me what you mean.”
She grabbed my hand and guided it up her dress. No underwear. Soon my fingers were inside her. I pulled them out and tasted her. Best thing I’d tasted in years.
She stood up and closed the blinds. Then she dropped the dress revealing her absolutely perfect body. She got on her knees in front of me and unbuckled my belt and unzipped my pants.
“How old are you?” I asked.
“24.”
“Christ you are six years younger than my youngest daughter.”
She grabbed my cock and started stroking it. “Dick, I’ve heard about you and the interns. They can’t even drink yet. And isn’t your current wife your daughter’s sorority little sister?”
She was right, I have no problem fucking younger women. Anyone legal is old enough for me. I just like saying it out loud. She catches on quick.
“Well, you are older than my dad.” She licks my shaft from balls to tip. “So I guess you could be my…”
Fuck please say it…
“Daddy.”
I almost feel like cunning right there and then. I don’t though and Alice gets to work. She starts by just stroking my shaft while she focuses her oral attention on my balls.
*BUZZ*
“Mr. Johnson, Oliver Goodman would like to speak to you.” My Secretary blares on the intercom.
I look at Alice on her knees in front of me. “Should I send him in?”
“Only if you want me to stop, Daddy.” She then takes me in her mouth and effortlessly slides me into her throat.
I hit the intercom button, “Gina, tell Goodman to come back after lunch. I’m deep into something right now.”
*BUZZ*
“Yes, sir.”
If she keeps blowing me I’m going to cum down her throat. I’m closer to my 70s than my teen years (and I didn’t think to take a pill on a day with a planned work lunch) so if I pop I won’t have another go in me for hours. And I plan to take full advantage of this. I push her face off of my shaft.
“I need to feel your cunt.”
“Absolutely, Daddy.” She straddles me and gently eases down onto my turgid member. Her twat is perfection. It gripped me. I licked her tits as she bounced up and down on me. Ever soft moan she makes brings me closer to finishing. But no. Not yet. I know exactly how I want this to end.
10. ALICE
I really did not expect an old man to have this kind of stamina. But I will do whatever it takes to get Oliver that job. And I can’t pretend that I don’t enjoy it too. The thrill of new dick is always exciting. I had to remember to pick up Plan B later, this old man is going to be the second non-Oliver man to cum inside me today. Or so I thought.
“Stand up and bend over the desk. I’m going to finish in that tight ass of yours.”
“M-my ass?” Oliver is the only man who had ever been in my ass. Mr. Johnson wasn’t quite as big as Oliver so it wasn’t pain I was worried about… Although I know many would disagree, in my opinion I have never cheated on Oliver. Every other man who I have taken in my mouth or pussy since I have been with him has been someone I needed to help Oliver: his professors in college, people who could hire him for better jobs, the maitre’d of his favorite restaurant to get us a great table without a reservation, the roadies of his favorite band to get us backstage… It was all for him, no matter how much I enjoyed it (and I almost always did). But I always felt like there was something I should save only for him and I had decided to make that my ass. And I LOVE when he fucks my ass. So I was at a crossroads: do I keep my ass Oliver-only and cost him the job or do I do what needs doing to help him?
11. MR. JOHNSON
She hesitates long enough that I think she isn’t going to do it. Then climbs off of me and bends over the desk. I lick her delicious asshole. She clearly likes that as she moans “yes, Daddy.” Honestly licking her ass gives me a moment to cool down so I don’t bust on the first thrust. Then I stand up and position myself to enter her. I push against her asshole. She tenses up. So she hadn’t always intended to go this far. But she was choosing to now. That made it all the better. I pushed into her, lubed up by only the wetness from fucking her cunt earlier. She grunted, not the practiced cute moaning of before.once I was all the way in I started pumping. She almost seemed short of breathe saying “oh God” over and over. It feels like I fuck her ass for a long time but realistically I think I barely went longer than a minute. I had been built up too much and my seed exploded into her ass.
This woman was amazing. Better than the girls at Antoinette’s even. I need more. And next time I am taking a pill so I can have even more.
12. ALICE
“So… Oliver has the job?” I can feel the old man’s jizz in my butt and I need to catch my breathe from the intoxicating thrill and having a new man in there for only the second time in my life.
“Well, as an attorney I have some free advice. If you enter in to an exchange of services you need to get a deal actually agreed upon beforehand. I never agreed to terms before you began presenting your… services. If I wanted to be a total bastard I could tell you to leave without any reward and be content that I hadn’t done anything wrong.”
Oh my god, was this all for nothing? What kind of whore was I? Whores at least get paid!
“…but I’m not going to be a total bastard. It seems like moving Goodman up in the firm would mean you’d be around more and I want to see a whole lot more of you.” He smiled.
Oh thank God.
“The only problem is it’s not only up to me. All three partners need to approve. The other two respect my opinion of course but Blake Long was an easier sell than Oliver Goodman.”
“What?”
“I can easily arrange the meeting but it will be up to your… persuasive abilities to get approval from the other partners, Jack Schafter and Quinn Kant.”
Ok, so I wasn’t done yet. But the path was clear. “Okay. Set it up.”
We made the appointment, I got dressed and left the office. I knew what I had to do for Oliver and I was by god going to get it done.
13. OLIVER
It could have been my mind playing tricks on me but I swear I saw Alice rushing to the office elevator a good 40 minutes or so after I thought she already left. Wonder what that’s about. Nah, I’m probably being crazy.
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