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to crawl in between Michael’s legs. “Suck your cock?”
    “Take my dick all the way down, sucking hard.”
    “That I can do.” Bart rubbed his hands up and down the tops of Michael’s thighs.
    “And you’re going to take your time doing this.”
    “Yes. Oh yes, sir.”
    Dear God, he loved this. Why hadn’t he tried this before? When Bart unfastened his pants, fumbling to get the zipper down, Michael grabbed a file and proceeded to glare at the paperwork, already unable to focus. He couldn’t help but wonder what could be seen and would be said. The thought giving him a tingle skating down his back, he exhaled slowly, the sound as if this was done every day. “I’m waiting.”
    “Yes, sir!” Bart eased Michael’s dick from his pants and breathed a swath of hot air down and across the throbbing shaft. “You know how I love to suck you.”
    “Then do it!”
    Wrapping his hand around the base of Michael’s cock, he brought the tip to his mouth and swirled his tongue around the tip, grunts filtering into the air. He slid his hand down to the base of Michael’s cock, pumping up and down slowly.
    “Suck me. Don’t tease me. You’re going to need to learn how to please me every day.”
    “God…yes. Every day. Just as you say.”
    “And I’m going to fuck you in the ass whenever I feel like it.” The way the man licked him made Michael shiver, his breath skip.
    Bart dragged his tongue up and down Michael’s shaft as he continued stroking. “Yes, sir.”
    Michael pressed his hand down on top of Bart’s head as he flipped through the paperwork, his heart racing. This was too damn hot. The moment Bart licked all the way down the length of his shaft, taking first one ball into his mouth and squeezing the other, he moaned out loud, his left leg shaking. “And…every day…we will have…a meeting. To make certain that…you are following directions.” Whew, the man knew how to suck cock.
    “Mmm... Yes, sir.” Bart opened his mouth wide and engulfed the tip of Michael’s cockhead, using his strong jaw muscles to suck.
    “And…and…” Momentarily lost in pleasure, he tilted his head back and opened his legs wider. Why hadn’t he taken the lead in their relationship earlier? Holy mother mercy and…
    “Sir, I…” Marcy’s voice filtered into the room.
    Michael licked his lips as he raised his head and he simply rolled his chair back, encouraging Bart to follow his lead. “Yes, Marcy?” When Bart was safely tucked under his desk, his mouth working feverishly, he attempted to sit up and smile brightly. Somehow the sucking grew stronger. Bart was going to make him suffer. A single bead of sweat rolled down the side of his face.
    “Um…” Smiling, Marcy titled her head as she placed her hand on her hip. “Murphy Manufacturing might just be back on board. Of course if you can whip our boy into shape.” She wagged her finger in his direction.
    And Michael simply grinned.
    “Somehow I think you’re already in the process of doing just that.” She turned to leave.
    “Marcy?” Michael asked casually.
    “Yes, sir?”
    “Take Friday off. I have some matters of control I need to give my full attention to.” Michael grinned like a kid as Bart continued to suck.
    “Why yes, sir. Thank you sir,” she breathed.
    “And thank you for your hard work.”
    Her eyes twinkling, she turned to go then shot a glance over her shoulder. “I forgot to say howdy, Bart. I hope you both have a wonderful evening.”
    Michael had a feeling things were going to change around the company and for the better.
    Lick…

Rough Rider
     
    “Does the little filly need help?” His deep voice boomed in the late afternoon sun.
    “Why thank you kindly, Rusty but I’m a big girl. I think I can handle myself.” Brittany Stevens yawned and looked away, acting as nonchalant as she could manage, but every cell in her body was screaming with need. When he brushed his hand across the small of her back her knees began to