I used to be in advertising sales, and I was pretty damn good too. Lots of awards, but hadn’t yet gotten “salesperson of the year”. This particular year I was soooo close, and I was running out of time. I called someone that I knew was still on the fence hoping I could close it out and put me over the top. He asked me to come in, I was so excited. It was late in the day and on my way home so it was perfect timing. I got there, he showed me to his office, and closed the door. We sat facing each other on the side of a small round table. We chatted a bit then I went into my pitch. I was going extra hard because I wanted so badly to close this when he stopped me. I thought it was all over, but I was wrong and so not expecting what happened.
He then said “you can sure speak convincingly, but does that mouth do anything else”? There was a few moments of awkward silence while I was trying to process what he had said. I responded excuse me? He sat up, and repeated back to me what he had said. I shyly laughed and he just stared. My mind was racing. I NEEDED this deal. We were already in the lifestyle so I knew I had permission from my husband (then bf or fiancé?). But, what if he’s not asking what I think he is. Ok, he’s a bit older than me (I prefer younger), he’s not exactly my type but he’s still easy on the eyes and I very much enjoy giving oral to a guy.
Fuck it. I sat up in my chair and asked are you saying what I think you’re saying? His response was no response, just a grin. I retrieved the contract from my bag, put on X on the signature line and said you’ll need to sign here. I slid the contract over and put my pen on it. I took a deep breath and slid down to my knees in front of him. I looked up at him and said my mouth can do a lot more. I rubbed him over his pants and felt it move as he let out a quiet groan. Then he stood up. Oops, I fucked up. Oh no. He walked over to the door and locked it. *click* What a sense of relief!
He sat back down undid his belt and unzipped. I reached in and pulled out his dick. Thankfully it wasn’t gross. It was cut like I like, not exactly groomed, but not too too hairy. It grew hard in my hands as I slowly stroked it. Decent sized, probably around six inches. I leaned in and started sucking it. After about a minute of sucking I reached up and tapped my finger on the contract. I felt him shift and heard the sound of his pen writing on the table. I said thank you very much with a muffled mouthful of cock and held up my end of the deal.
He zipped up and buckled up and escorted me out saying it was a pleasure doing business with you. I said thank you SO much for your time and left. I called in the deal to my boss and went home to tell my hubby the story of what just went down. Pun intended. Oh, and no I didn’t get salesperson of the year. 10/10 would do it again though.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/yrd5r5/the_time_i_f_mid_20s_at_the_time_sucked_dick_to