bullet for him.
Carl said, "Come on, Brian. Don't be a
pussy."
Rob said, "If he doesn't want to do it
then—"
Carl sneered as he interrupted Rob. "Well one of
you little girls needs to do it. It's part of the show. I've
already done it twice, and it's unforgettable. Okay so—"
"I got this," Rob interrupted, and Brian looked
at him gratefully.
"All right," Carl said smiling. "We have a man
here."
Rob finished off his beer, handed it to Carl,
and then walked to the redhead. He placed his hand on Brian's
shoulder, leaned in, and whispered, "You owe me one. Although this
might be fun."
The redhead handed him the harness, and he
struggled to put it on his head. She spun him around and secured
the straps. He looked ridiculous with his nose sticking out just
above the long, thick, black dildo, but he was drunk and up for
just about anything.
The redhead led Rob to the chaise and guided him
down so that his head was closest to the crowd of horny guys. The
blonde crawled over his face, held the black dildo as she placed it
at her entrance and then proceeded to slide down. Every guy watched
intently as the blonde bounced up and down as she brought herself
to a huge orgasm. After the redhead took her place and did the same
taking just over five minutes to orgasm, all the men looked on dry
mouthed and gasping for breath.
When the girls were finished using Rob, they
helped him remove the harness and he rushed over to the bar. After
the two-girl show was over, the guys all took a beer outside and
watched as twelve other gorgeous women hung out around the pool and
bar area wearing their sexy bikinis.
As one particularly hot young woman in a tiny
white thong walked past them they all stared at her ass. One of
Brian's friends said, "They say Disneyland is the happiest place on
earth, but, uh, I think this really is."
Brian said to Rob, "You can never move from
here."
Another guy asked incredulously, "So you guys
actually leave here to go to work each day—how?"
Rob returned a weak smile. He didn't want to
ruin the fantasy for them as it had been destroyed for him only
recently.
15
Brian returned to Miami on Sunday, and both he
and Jillian described their respective parties simply as fine. No
other details were given.
At work the next day, Brian was in his office
when a call came in from the division vice president, Tom
Myers.
"This is Brian."
"Brian, Tom Myers here. Can we go over the
figures on the quarterly report?"
"Just give me a second to pull it up. You mind
if I put you on speaker?"
"Nope."
Brian hit the speaker button and then cradled
the handset. As he struggled to find the directory on his computer,
his boss, Richard Brown rushed into his office. He closed the door.
"Hey look—"
Brian interrupted him. "I'm in the middle of
something with Tom, can I—"
"Myers?" Richard asked with a frown.
Brian nodded.
"Fuck Tom. I need to talk to you now."
Brian's eyes widened, and he glanced at his
phone to see the green light was indicating that he was still
connected.
"But Tom is on—"
"Tom's on his way out of here. I'll be sitting
in that office soon," Richard shot back.
Brian slowly moved a document so it was covering
the green light on the phone. He leaned back in his chair thinking,
This should be good.
Tom Myers’s jaw was wide open as he sat
listening to the speakerphone in his office. He hit the mute button
and then rushed over and closed his door. He returned to his desk
wearing a big smile. He hated that prick Richard and was also
looking forward to what would come next.
Back in Brian's office, Brian asked, "So what do
you need?"
Richard sat back in a chair. "Look, Brian, I
like you. I think you have a future here."
"Okay."
"There was a problem with those loans you
reviewed for me a couple months back. You didn’t find any
discrepancies, and after the regulators reviewed them—"
"I did find a bunch of issues. I detailed them
all in the report I submitted to you."
"I
Carl said, "Come on, Brian. Don't be a
pussy."
Rob said, "If he doesn't want to do it
then—"
Carl sneered as he interrupted Rob. "Well one of
you little girls needs to do it. It's part of the show. I've
already done it twice, and it's unforgettable. Okay so—"
"I got this," Rob interrupted, and Brian looked
at him gratefully.
"All right," Carl said smiling. "We have a man
here."
Rob finished off his beer, handed it to Carl,
and then walked to the redhead. He placed his hand on Brian's
shoulder, leaned in, and whispered, "You owe me one. Although this
might be fun."
The redhead handed him the harness, and he
struggled to put it on his head. She spun him around and secured
the straps. He looked ridiculous with his nose sticking out just
above the long, thick, black dildo, but he was drunk and up for
just about anything.
The redhead led Rob to the chaise and guided him
down so that his head was closest to the crowd of horny guys. The
blonde crawled over his face, held the black dildo as she placed it
at her entrance and then proceeded to slide down. Every guy watched
intently as the blonde bounced up and down as she brought herself
to a huge orgasm. After the redhead took her place and did the same
taking just over five minutes to orgasm, all the men looked on dry
mouthed and gasping for breath.
When the girls were finished using Rob, they
helped him remove the harness and he rushed over to the bar. After
the two-girl show was over, the guys all took a beer outside and
watched as twelve other gorgeous women hung out around the pool and
bar area wearing their sexy bikinis.
As one particularly hot young woman in a tiny
white thong walked past them they all stared at her ass. One of
Brian's friends said, "They say Disneyland is the happiest place on
earth, but, uh, I think this really is."
Brian said to Rob, "You can never move from
here."
Another guy asked incredulously, "So you guys
actually leave here to go to work each day—how?"
Rob returned a weak smile. He didn't want to
ruin the fantasy for them as it had been destroyed for him only
recently.
15
Brian returned to Miami on Sunday, and both he
and Jillian described their respective parties simply as fine. No
other details were given.
At work the next day, Brian was in his office
when a call came in from the division vice president, Tom
Myers.
"This is Brian."
"Brian, Tom Myers here. Can we go over the
figures on the quarterly report?"
"Just give me a second to pull it up. You mind
if I put you on speaker?"
"Nope."
Brian hit the speaker button and then cradled
the handset. As he struggled to find the directory on his computer,
his boss, Richard Brown rushed into his office. He closed the door.
"Hey look—"
Brian interrupted him. "I'm in the middle of
something with Tom, can I—"
"Myers?" Richard asked with a frown.
Brian nodded.
"Fuck Tom. I need to talk to you now."
Brian's eyes widened, and he glanced at his
phone to see the green light was indicating that he was still
connected.
"But Tom is on—"
"Tom's on his way out of here. I'll be sitting
in that office soon," Richard shot back.
Brian slowly moved a document so it was covering
the green light on the phone. He leaned back in his chair thinking,
This should be good.
Tom Myers’s jaw was wide open as he sat
listening to the speakerphone in his office. He hit the mute button
and then rushed over and closed his door. He returned to his desk
wearing a big smile. He hated that prick Richard and was also
looking forward to what would come next.
Back in Brian's office, Brian asked, "So what do
you need?"
Richard sat back in a chair. "Look, Brian, I
like you. I think you have a future here."
"Okay."
"There was a problem with those loans you
reviewed for me a couple months back. You didn’t find any
discrepancies, and after the regulators reviewed them—"
"I did find a bunch of issues. I detailed them
all in the report I submitted to you."
"I
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