1. Promotion


    Date: 10/4/2015, Categories: Fiction, Author: Impax, Rating: 92.3, Source: sexstories.com

    around. She still held her hand over her breasts, but he was looking into her eyes. “Where is it?” he asked her softly. “If you don't have it, then show me. Prove that you don't have it.” Slowly, she slid her hands away, letting him see her. She had lovely soft breasts, gently sloping up to little nub nipples, stiff with her excitement. His hands went onto them, caressing them and gliding onto her belly. He stayed above her waist, not wanting to cause her too much alarm at this stage of the game. He didn't want to push her too hard, so that she would never play again. “Remember this.” he told her. She nodded, biting her lip. “Remember that I'm looking for it, and I promise you, one of these days, I'm going to find it, too. You remember me, and remember this. I promise I'll be back for it.” He went to her door and left, going to his own room and masturbating as fiercely as his sister was on the other side of the wall. The next day, Tom went in to work early to see Mr. Anderson. “I want to talk about your offer, sir. The management position?” “Ah, good, good, my boy. Have you made up your mind?” he smiled. “I know, this isn't the life of glamor that you have envisioned for yourself, some hot shot businessman on Wall Street somewhere, but even the CEO had to start as gopher, right?” “Yes sir, I suppose so, sir.” Tom smiled. “In fact, I'm now looking forward to the opportunity getting actual experience is going to afford me.” he said. “It can't do anything but help my resume.” ...
    “That's the attitude!” Mr. Anderson beamed. “And you know I'm just a phone call away if you have any questions.” He opened his drawer and put the paperwork from his desk into it, then got his briefcase out and opened it on the desk. “Here's the keys to the store. Here's the keys to the apartment upstairs. You can see to the hiring of your replacement with an ad in the paper, and good luck. Thank you my boy; I know you won't let me down!” Mr. Anderson grabbed his jacket and threw it on. “You're leaving?” Tom gaped. “Right now?” “Tom, I was going to call you in here this afternoon and tell you about your new promotion.” Mr. Anderson told him, coming out from behind the desk. “I cleaned out my personal things from the office here yesterday. This is your office now, Tom. You deserve this; you've earned it.” “Where- where are you going?” Tom asked, a little breathless. He hadn't expected this to go so quickly. “I'm taking my first vacation in six years, Tom.” he said. “I haven't had two days off in a row since I opened this place. As long as you don't let it burn down, I don't care what you do for the next six weeks. I'm going to be in Ireland.” “Well, thank you, sir!” Tom grinned. “I won't let you down.” “I know that you won't, and just to make sure of it, Tony is going to be stopping by periodically, just to help keep things running smoothly.” “Tony.” Tom said flatly. Tony was a huge man, a veteran of wars, and he was the hardest human being Tom had ever met. Poking him with your ...
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