Ain't shit new, at this clothing store. Same people come in here every week buying the same shit. Young people trying to look older, old people trying to look younger. I stay behind the register watching every body pretend that these clothes will make a major difference in their appearance. To be honest, I really don't even like some of the clothes we sell. It's not that there ugly, I just sometimes think what were the designers thinking when they came up with some of these designs.
"Umm sir do you have these jeans in a size 10," a lady asked? "Yes we do ma' am, there right over there by the coats," I replied. A size 10, ha that bitch know she needs a size 14, said Maria, my coworkers. I know right, I replied. Maria was a pretty light skin woman with the longest pair of legs I've ever seen on a person. She was always critical of any other woman figure that didn't look like hers. I can't wait until I get off, my feet are killing me and I'm about to kill anyone who ask me for help, I told Maria.
A couple walk to the register ready to be checked out. I whispered to maria, ugh you get this. I stepped back and watched Maria check out the couple. "Will that be all," Maria asked. The couple shook their heads in agreement. I stop looking at Maria and started looking at the woman trying to squeeze into the size 10 jeans. She actually thought she could fit all that ass and stomach in those jeans. As I notice what I would call, first degree murder on a pair of jeans, taking place, I spotted a tall man wearing a dark suit with shiny cufflinks, standing by the cargo section. He was a very handsome light brown skined man,with short black hair. I had never seen him in the store before, I would have noticed such an attractive man. He had the triceps and biceps of a pro football player. I couldn't help but undress him with my eyes. I could imagine myself stairing up into his eyes, with my head side by side to his belly button. His pants couldn't be any tighter, they wrapped around his muscular thighs, as beautifully as the lines on a gorgeous car. My eyes wondered to the front of his pants. I noticed a curvy like hill shaped formation. I thought to myself I wonder how that tasted. I smiled at the ideas of me giving this well dressed man some oral TLC. Then I came back to reality and thought he must be married and straight. He started walking towards to register,and I quickly pretended to be busy. He asked with a very masculine and high swag filled voice, can I get a fitting room?
I replied you sure can sir. I liked calling him sir. I grabbed the keys to the fitting rooms and escorted him towards a room. Will this do sir, I asked. I noticed him looking me up and down, yeah this a do, he answered. Okay sir, well I'll be in front of the register if you need me. I started walking back towards the register, amazed at the fact that I just talked to this man. as I walked back to the register I noticed a card laying on the floor. It was a business cards with the name Malcolm Fox. I hoped it was the gentleman in the fitting room, so I could have another excuse to talk to him.
I looked at Maria and noticed that the couple was still by the register. I asked Marie is everything okay. She replied yes, then whisper to me, these fools dont know what they want. The woman said, in an uncertain voice, this'll be enough. Maria rung them up and the couple finally left. God please don't send another ignorant ass motherfucker to our store, Maria prayed. Just as Maria started praying I notice the businessman walking out of the fitting room. I told Maria, I got the next one and she was relieved. Ugh thank God, she replied and walked to the back of the store. The gentleman placed the cargos on the counter. Will this be all I asked him? He replied yea I need to update my cargos. I said to him, you know I wouldn't figure you much of a person who would wear Cargos, especially from here. He laughed and said don't let the business suit fool you, I'm a cargo and wife beater kind of guy. I sarcastically laughed and said I see. Since I was already having a conversation with the man, I felt I didn't need to use my "I'm not gay" deep voice any longer, besides I wanted him to know I was gay and a bottom so if he was gay or bi and a top, he might be interested. I asked him, do you need any cologne sir, so he could hear my, " yes I'm gay and a bottom and I'm mostly masculine" voice. He replied don't you already smell the cologne I have on already, and invited me to smell his neck. I leaned over and sniffed. His neck was so close to my lips and all I wanted to do was lick every sent of his Ralph Lauren cologne off of it. My eyes rolled back into my head, like I was being penetrated in a slow circular motion. That smells nice sir, I told him. He replied and smiled, you don't have to call me sir, I'm not that old. I replied with a slight smerk on my face, I have to call everyone sir, sir. He returned my smerk with a grin and said, well maybe I'll let you call me sir.
My eyebrows shot up and I couldn't hide my smile so I just smiled. He asked me what my name was and I told him Jarvis. He replied, nice to meet you Jarvis, are you going to ring up my cargos. I laughed and quickly began ringing up his cargos. I noticed his pants size was a 34. Your a 34, so am I, I said. He looked at my ass and said yea I bet these cargos would fit just fine. As I turned to take the sensor off his shorts I bit my bottom lip. I couldn't believe this man was actually flirting with me, he's so sexy, I thought. I placed the shorts in a bag and handed it to him, here you go. Then I remembered I had his card in my pocket. Oh Malcolm I think you dropped your card over by the fittings rooms, I didn't know if it was yours or not. His eyes got bigger. Well you must have known it was mine, you knew my name was Malcolm. Did I call you that I smiled. He smiled and said keep it, you never know when you may need it, and walked out the store. I placed his card in my back pocket, exactly where I wanted him to be. I sighed and said, I love this job.
The next morning came and I was exceptionally horny. All I could think about was the rocky bulge that was coming from Malcolm's pants. I wanted to feel his great big man hands around my waist, pushing and pulling me back and forward against him. Oooo what I wouldn't do to be laying on my back gazing up at his pretty brown eyes with my legs placed perfectly on his shoulders. One of his hands on my knee the other on my smooth thigh. Feeling him suck on each one of my perfect pedicured toes. I stared rubbing my dick, I had to text him. I retrieved his card out of my pants pocket and text the number on the card that said mobile. I wrote in the text that this was the guy from the store where you bought your cargos. He replied, Jarvis right, I started to think you didn't want to talk to me. I replied, with a shocked look on my face, now why would I wanna do that. I asked him what he was doing this early on a Saturday morning. He replied, getting ready for work. I noticed from his card that he worked on Michigan Avenue in downtown Chicago. So what do u do, I asked. He texted, I work in the Willis Tower. That's a tall building I replied. He wrote back, I like that you notice big things. I raised my left eyebrow.
Suddenly, I got a text rather quickly. I had just text him back, he couldn't have read and replied back to that whole message that quick. I looked at my phone and it said I had a picture message. I raised both of my eyes and opened it.
My jaws dropped as I looked at his mostly naked body. I finally was seeing what my mind had already saw. Below the pic was a text that said, I know I just met you but since we're boys can you tell me if these boxers would go good with a suit. Now normally I would be upset if a guy I just met already sent me half naked pics but this guy had a body like a God! I couldn't be upset. I replied looks good to me, I didn't want him to know I was slick over here jacking off to the photo he just sent me. He replied, thanks. He knew what he was doing, I thought. Do you want to grab a bite later I asked him. He replied sure, come up to the 98th floor around 3. I text cool.
Three O' clock couldn't get here any faster. I was outside of the Willis Tower looking all the way up. 98 floors, I thought to myself. I walked in the building and asked the receptionist where Mr. Fox's office was. She asked me if my name was Jarvis and I said yes, then she told me Mr. Fox was waiting for me on the 98th floor. I told her thank you. As I push floor 98 on the elevator, I started thinking wow he already told the receptionist I was coming, he must really like me. The elevator stopped at floor 59 a woman walked in adjusting her blouse and tightening up her ponytail. I wonder what she had done on the 59th floor, or who she had done. We stood side by side quietly as the elevator rose higher. She had a big smile on her face as she licked her bottom lip. I noticed a white colored dot on her temple. I smiled. The elevator stopped, this is my stop, I said, and walked out.
Malcolm's door was mahogany with his name written on it in gold letters. I knocked twice. It's open, a man yelled from within. As I pushed the door open I started imaging Malcolm naked waiting on the other side for me to make oral loving to his meat. He was fully clothed, I thought to myself, damn! I was still horny from this morning. Well, well, well what do you know, Malcolm said. I asked him, why do you like being all the way up on the 98th floor? He answered, it's secluded. Interesting, I said as I smerked. So where do you wanna eat, I asked. Malcolm answered, I was thinking we could stay here in my office and have someone bring us something. That way we can get to know each other better and we wouldn't have a waiter disturbing us. That'll work, I said. He pages his secretary and asked her to call and order a pizza and have them send it up here. So you like working at the mall, Malcolm asked. I laughed and said I know you didnt ask me to travel all the way up to the 98th floor just to asked do I like working at the mall. He smiled and said no I was just trying to make conversation. Feeling that I was making a big deal out of thr 98 floors thing, I switched and asked him did he like the shorts. He walked to a closet and pull them out. You know I haven't even tried them on since I bought em. He started to unbuttoned his pants. My eyes grew so big they almost fell out of their sockets. He had indeed wore the boxers with the red playboy bunnies. I couldn't help but gaze at his crouch. Boy you sure know how to make a room hot, I said surprisingly. I couldn't believe I said that, I thought I was thinking it! Malcolm said, you think so and walked closer to me. I was sitting in a chair in front of his desk and close to the closet.
I don't know what happen to me, it's like I was overcome by a spirit that was bold and wanted attention. I said yea and reached for his balls as I looked into his eyes. Suddenly his manhood was alive before my eyes. It got taller and taller until it bursted from the flap of his boxers. I had never ever in my entire life seen such a beautiful, long, thick, must wrap my lips around it looking dick. Wow it looks amazing, I said as I bit my lip. Malcolm replied, why don't you tell me how it taste. I couldn't disappoint him. I gave the tip a big wet kiss, then I stuck my tongue out and slid his warm thick cock in my mouth. I felt my mouth water around it like I hadn't eaten in weeks. I grabbed a hand full of his low hanging, slightly hairy, nuts and began sucking on his dick like he had a gun to my head. I wanted this to be the best head he had ever gotten. I could tell I was making him feel good because his eyes kept rolling back in his head. Something about him just kept enticing me. I think its the fact that he wears a suit to work. He was a pre cummer, which enticed me further. Every time I would pull his Dick out of my mouth cum would ooze from his dick. I made my way to his perfectly hanging balls. They felt like two big grapes being played with in my mouth.
Knock knock knock, pizza! Yelled the pizza guy. We quickly jumped up, Malcolm put on his shirt and I hid under his desk as he got behind it and sat in his chair. It's open he yelled. As I sat there quietly I couldn't help but notice Malcolm still erect penis pointing to the sky.
I grabbed it and continued sucking. Malcolm held the conversation with the pizza man like I wasn't under him lapping up his man juice like a cat drinking milk. Thank you sir, the pizza man said. Your very welcome replied Malcolm. As the pizza man turned around and walked away Malcolm pushed my head further down on his dick. I couldn't breathe but I didn't choke. The door shut behind the pizza man. Your a wild one, said Malcolm. I replied, I can't help it when you look this good. Malcolm picked me up and started undressing me. He pulled my shirt over my head and pull my jean down to my ankles. Now that's a fat ass, Malcolm said. 34 waist I said. He slapped his thick vein filled dick on my ass. You ready for this, he asked. I've been ready for this since the first time I saw you by that fat bitch trying to squeeze into those small jeans. He laughed. He quickly slipped on a condom, magnum of course, and put his dick against my hole. Hold on to your butts, said Malcolm. I always did like Jurassic Park. He push his long missile into my tight wet boy pussy. FUCK, I yelled! His dick felt so good inside if me. It was like I could actually fill every inch go up inside. He started stroking me like a true porn star. You like my dick baby, Malcolm asked. Yes daddy I answered. All you could hear coming from us was FUCK me daddy and daddy's dick feel good. Just when I felt like I was going to cum out of my ass, Malcolm pulls out. He turned me around so that I was facing him then he picked me up. He walks over toward the window with me in hand and places me up against the glass. He then puts his dick back in. SHIT, I screamed with pleasure. I could feel my naked butt and bare back up against the cold window. Malcolm was fucking me like a marine who hadn't seen his wife in over a year. I kissed Malcolm's soft wet lips as he fucked me over and over again against the glass. Can I have this ass every night, he whispered. I told him to consider this ass his. That must have turn him on even more because he then begin to fuck me harder. He then laid me on the floor and placed my legs over his shoulders. You got some pretty feet he told me, I like pretty feet. He then began sucking on my toes as he stroked me and beat my pussy like scrambled eggs. That was too much for me, I couldn't hold out any longer. Malcolm was making all my dreams come true and making my body fill good while he did it. I'm about to cum baby, I told Malcolm. Malcolm just kept on stroking and like a rocket I came all over myself. That tipped Malcolm off and he surprised me by cumming all over my face. Ahhhhh, yelled Malcolm. We both laid there on the floor, with eyes rolled back. Well I think I got enough information about you for one day, he said. I smiled and said, yea tell me about it.
After we got cleaned up, we ate a couple slices of pizza and began discussing ourselves. I notice it was 6 O' clock and told Malcolm that I had a WONDERFUL time but I had to go home and feed my cat. Malcolm smiled and said I thought I just did. I laughed and said my other cat. I kissed Malcolm on his forehead and gathered my things and began to leave. Malcolm told me the next time we met he promised it wouldn't be in an office and that it would be at some fancy restaurant, because he really liked me. I told him I would love that and that I couldn't wait to see him again. We both smiled as I shut his door and walked towards the elevator. As the elevator went down I couldn't help but to smile. I had just had sex with a freaking CEO! The elevator stopped at floor 47. A conservative looking woman got into the elevator with me. I was still thinking about Malcolm and didn't really catch the woman checking me out. She told me I was a very handsome young man. I replied thank you ma'am, I really appreciate that. I have I daughter who would just love you, she said. I smiled. She started looking at my face like she saw a bug. She said to me, it looks like you didn't get all the soap off of your face this morning. I just smiled and thought about the woman on the 59th floor.
"Umm sir do you have these jeans in a size 10," a lady asked? "Yes we do ma' am, there right over there by the coats," I replied. A size 10, ha that bitch know she needs a size 14, said Maria, my coworkers. I know right, I replied. Maria was a pretty light skin woman with the longest pair of legs I've ever seen on a person. She was always critical of any other woman figure that didn't look like hers. I can't wait until I get off, my feet are killing me and I'm about to kill anyone who ask me for help, I told Maria.
A couple walk to the register ready to be checked out. I whispered to maria, ugh you get this. I stepped back and watched Maria check out the couple. "Will that be all," Maria asked. The couple shook their heads in agreement. I stop looking at Maria and started looking at the woman trying to squeeze into the size 10 jeans. She actually thought she could fit all that ass and stomach in those jeans. As I notice what I would call, first degree murder on a pair of jeans, taking place, I spotted a tall man wearing a dark suit with shiny cufflinks, standing by the cargo section. He was a very handsome light brown skined man,with short black hair. I had never seen him in the store before, I would have noticed such an attractive man. He had the triceps and biceps of a pro football player. I couldn't help but undress him with my eyes. I could imagine myself stairing up into his eyes, with my head side by side to his belly button. His pants couldn't be any tighter, they wrapped around his muscular thighs, as beautifully as the lines on a gorgeous car. My eyes wondered to the front of his pants. I noticed a curvy like hill shaped formation. I thought to myself I wonder how that tasted. I smiled at the ideas of me giving this well dressed man some oral TLC. Then I came back to reality and thought he must be married and straight. He started walking towards to register,and I quickly pretended to be busy. He asked with a very masculine and high swag filled voice, can I get a fitting room?
I replied you sure can sir. I liked calling him sir. I grabbed the keys to the fitting rooms and escorted him towards a room. Will this do sir, I asked. I noticed him looking me up and down, yeah this a do, he answered. Okay sir, well I'll be in front of the register if you need me. I started walking back towards the register, amazed at the fact that I just talked to this man. as I walked back to the register I noticed a card laying on the floor. It was a business cards with the name Malcolm Fox. I hoped it was the gentleman in the fitting room, so I could have another excuse to talk to him.
I looked at Maria and noticed that the couple was still by the register. I asked Marie is everything okay. She replied yes, then whisper to me, these fools dont know what they want. The woman said, in an uncertain voice, this'll be enough. Maria rung them up and the couple finally left. God please don't send another ignorant ass motherfucker to our store, Maria prayed. Just as Maria started praying I notice the businessman walking out of the fitting room. I told Maria, I got the next one and she was relieved. Ugh thank God, she replied and walked to the back of the store. The gentleman placed the cargos on the counter. Will this be all I asked him? He replied yea I need to update my cargos. I said to him, you know I wouldn't figure you much of a person who would wear Cargos, especially from here. He laughed and said don't let the business suit fool you, I'm a cargo and wife beater kind of guy. I sarcastically laughed and said I see. Since I was already having a conversation with the man, I felt I didn't need to use my "I'm not gay" deep voice any longer, besides I wanted him to know I was gay and a bottom so if he was gay or bi and a top, he might be interested. I asked him, do you need any cologne sir, so he could hear my, " yes I'm gay and a bottom and I'm mostly masculine" voice. He replied don't you already smell the cologne I have on already, and invited me to smell his neck. I leaned over and sniffed. His neck was so close to my lips and all I wanted to do was lick every sent of his Ralph Lauren cologne off of it. My eyes rolled back into my head, like I was being penetrated in a slow circular motion. That smells nice sir, I told him. He replied and smiled, you don't have to call me sir, I'm not that old. I replied with a slight smerk on my face, I have to call everyone sir, sir. He returned my smerk with a grin and said, well maybe I'll let you call me sir.
My eyebrows shot up and I couldn't hide my smile so I just smiled. He asked me what my name was and I told him Jarvis. He replied, nice to meet you Jarvis, are you going to ring up my cargos. I laughed and quickly began ringing up his cargos. I noticed his pants size was a 34. Your a 34, so am I, I said. He looked at my ass and said yea I bet these cargos would fit just fine. As I turned to take the sensor off his shorts I bit my bottom lip. I couldn't believe this man was actually flirting with me, he's so sexy, I thought. I placed the shorts in a bag and handed it to him, here you go. Then I remembered I had his card in my pocket. Oh Malcolm I think you dropped your card over by the fittings rooms, I didn't know if it was yours or not. His eyes got bigger. Well you must have known it was mine, you knew my name was Malcolm. Did I call you that I smiled. He smiled and said keep it, you never know when you may need it, and walked out the store. I placed his card in my back pocket, exactly where I wanted him to be. I sighed and said, I love this job.
The next morning came and I was exceptionally horny. All I could think about was the rocky bulge that was coming from Malcolm's pants. I wanted to feel his great big man hands around my waist, pushing and pulling me back and forward against him. Oooo what I wouldn't do to be laying on my back gazing up at his pretty brown eyes with my legs placed perfectly on his shoulders. One of his hands on my knee the other on my smooth thigh. Feeling him suck on each one of my perfect pedicured toes. I stared rubbing my dick, I had to text him. I retrieved his card out of my pants pocket and text the number on the card that said mobile. I wrote in the text that this was the guy from the store where you bought your cargos. He replied, Jarvis right, I started to think you didn't want to talk to me. I replied, with a shocked look on my face, now why would I wanna do that. I asked him what he was doing this early on a Saturday morning. He replied, getting ready for work. I noticed from his card that he worked on Michigan Avenue in downtown Chicago. So what do u do, I asked. He texted, I work in the Willis Tower. That's a tall building I replied. He wrote back, I like that you notice big things. I raised my left eyebrow.
Suddenly, I got a text rather quickly. I had just text him back, he couldn't have read and replied back to that whole message that quick. I looked at my phone and it said I had a picture message. I raised both of my eyes and opened it.
Three O' clock couldn't get here any faster. I was outside of the Willis Tower looking all the way up. 98 floors, I thought to myself. I walked in the building and asked the receptionist where Mr. Fox's office was. She asked me if my name was Jarvis and I said yes, then she told me Mr. Fox was waiting for me on the 98th floor. I told her thank you. As I push floor 98 on the elevator, I started thinking wow he already told the receptionist I was coming, he must really like me. The elevator stopped at floor 59 a woman walked in adjusting her blouse and tightening up her ponytail. I wonder what she had done on the 59th floor, or who she had done. We stood side by side quietly as the elevator rose higher. She had a big smile on her face as she licked her bottom lip. I noticed a white colored dot on her temple. I smiled. The elevator stopped, this is my stop, I said, and walked out.
Malcolm's door was mahogany with his name written on it in gold letters. I knocked twice. It's open, a man yelled from within. As I pushed the door open I started imaging Malcolm naked waiting on the other side for me to make oral loving to his meat. He was fully clothed, I thought to myself, damn! I was still horny from this morning. Well, well, well what do you know, Malcolm said. I asked him, why do you like being all the way up on the 98th floor? He answered, it's secluded. Interesting, I said as I smerked. So where do you wanna eat, I asked. Malcolm answered, I was thinking we could stay here in my office and have someone bring us something. That way we can get to know each other better and we wouldn't have a waiter disturbing us. That'll work, I said. He pages his secretary and asked her to call and order a pizza and have them send it up here. So you like working at the mall, Malcolm asked. I laughed and said I know you didnt ask me to travel all the way up to the 98th floor just to asked do I like working at the mall. He smiled and said no I was just trying to make conversation. Feeling that I was making a big deal out of thr 98 floors thing, I switched and asked him did he like the shorts. He walked to a closet and pull them out. You know I haven't even tried them on since I bought em. He started to unbuttoned his pants. My eyes grew so big they almost fell out of their sockets. He had indeed wore the boxers with the red playboy bunnies. I couldn't help but gaze at his crouch. Boy you sure know how to make a room hot, I said surprisingly. I couldn't believe I said that, I thought I was thinking it! Malcolm said, you think so and walked closer to me. I was sitting in a chair in front of his desk and close to the closet.
I don't know what happen to me, it's like I was overcome by a spirit that was bold and wanted attention. I said yea and reached for his balls as I looked into his eyes. Suddenly his manhood was alive before my eyes. It got taller and taller until it bursted from the flap of his boxers. I had never ever in my entire life seen such a beautiful, long, thick, must wrap my lips around it looking dick. Wow it looks amazing, I said as I bit my lip. Malcolm replied, why don't you tell me how it taste. I couldn't disappoint him. I gave the tip a big wet kiss, then I stuck my tongue out and slid his warm thick cock in my mouth. I felt my mouth water around it like I hadn't eaten in weeks. I grabbed a hand full of his low hanging, slightly hairy, nuts and began sucking on his dick like he had a gun to my head. I wanted this to be the best head he had ever gotten. I could tell I was making him feel good because his eyes kept rolling back in his head. Something about him just kept enticing me. I think its the fact that he wears a suit to work. He was a pre cummer, which enticed me further. Every time I would pull his Dick out of my mouth cum would ooze from his dick. I made my way to his perfectly hanging balls. They felt like two big grapes being played with in my mouth.
Knock knock knock, pizza! Yelled the pizza guy. We quickly jumped up, Malcolm put on his shirt and I hid under his desk as he got behind it and sat in his chair. It's open he yelled. As I sat there quietly I couldn't help but notice Malcolm still erect penis pointing to the sky.
After we got cleaned up, we ate a couple slices of pizza and began discussing ourselves. I notice it was 6 O' clock and told Malcolm that I had a WONDERFUL time but I had to go home and feed my cat. Malcolm smiled and said I thought I just did. I laughed and said my other cat. I kissed Malcolm on his forehead and gathered my things and began to leave. Malcolm told me the next time we met he promised it wouldn't be in an office and that it would be at some fancy restaurant, because he really liked me. I told him I would love that and that I couldn't wait to see him again. We both smiled as I shut his door and walked towards the elevator. As the elevator went down I couldn't help but to smile. I had just had sex with a freaking CEO! The elevator stopped at floor 47. A conservative looking woman got into the elevator with me. I was still thinking about Malcolm and didn't really catch the woman checking me out. She told me I was a very handsome young man. I replied thank you ma'am, I really appreciate that. I have I daughter who would just love you, she said. I smiled. She started looking at my face like she saw a bug. She said to me, it looks like you didn't get all the soap off of your face this morning. I just smiled and thought about the woman on the 59th floor.
