Requesting a Raise From the Boss

I was working late one evening. I noticed that my boss, Mr. Jacobsen, was also working late. I was planning to talk to him about a raise. Since we were both working late, I decided there was no better time than the present.

His door was open, so I poked my head inside and asked if I could have a minute of his time. "Sure Ben, come on in. I didn't realize anyone else was still here."

"I was just finishing up some reports," I said as I entered his office, closing the door behind me. I knew we were probably the only people in the office but I didn't want to take any chances.

"So, what's on your mind?"

"Well, Mr. Jacobsen, I've been with the company for three years now. I have been working hard and I am here to ask for a raise." I proceeded to tell him all the reasons why I felt that I deserved a raise.

"I see. When are you due for you next review Ben?"

"Not for another six months."

He didn't say anything. He just sat there looking at me. He elbows rested on the arms of his chair with the fingertips of both hands touching. After several minutes, he pushed his chair back and stood up. He walked around to the front of the desk, slipping his hands into his pockets as he walked. When he was directly in front of me he stopped and leaned against the desk. He was now only about a foot in front of me.

"You see Ben, I don't give raises easily. You have given me some good reasons for giving you a raise, but you see I only give raises to those individuals who go above and beyond. You have proven that you are a hard worker, but I am not sure you have proven that you are willing to go the extra mile when needed."

"Unless I am given the opportunity how can I prove that I am willing to go the "extra mile"? I think my work shows the I have stepped up to several challenges and succeeded. What else can I do?"

"That is for you to figure out." That's all he said. I just sat there trying to figure out my next words. I had prepared a very good list of the reasons why I should get a raise, but I was not prepared for this situation. Then I noticed some movement. While trying to not be obvious I looked at the movement that had caught my eye. Mr. Jacobsen's hand was moving inside his pocket. He was playing with himself. I couldn't believe this was happening.

Wait a minute! Is this how he wants me to earn my raise. I looked again, more obvious this time, and his hand was still moving above his crotch. I looked up into Mr. Jacobsen's face. There was a very subtle grin on his face. I knew what I had to do if I wanted my raise.

I had no problems with the idea of servicing this man. He was gorgeous. Mr. Jacobsen was around 45 years old. He had short dark hair with a light touch of gray on the temples. He had a nice trimmed mustache and piercing blue eyes. He was a little over six feet tall and in great shape.

I let my eyes fall on his crotch again. I have always wondered what we in those perfectly pressed dress slacks, now it looked like I was going to find out. I slipped off my chair and onto my knees. My hands were on his zipper in no time. I found the tab and pulled the zipper down. I reached inside his fly and grabbed his semi-hard cock through his boxers. It was a nice thick cock. My hand found the fly on the boxers and after a little struggle pulled his cock free. It was only have hard and was already over seven inches long. I gave his cock a few strokes while my other hand found and freed his balls.

Mr. Jacobsen removed his hands from his pockets and placed them on the edge of the desk. I lowered my mouth to the head of his cock. I let my tongue play around the head, darting into the slit. His cock had now reached its full eight and half inches. Me left hand still held his large balls. I gave them a squeeze and Mr. Jacobsen moaned. I took his cock in my mouth and sucked it deep. I took the entire length of his cock down my throat. I could feel every vein as my tongue slid over them.

I started rolling his balls around in my left hand while my mouth slid up and down the length of his throbbing cock. Mr. Jacobsen never said a word, just watched as I worked on his cock. I let his cock fall from my mouth. I took one ball into my mouth, nibbling ever so gently. I let it fall from my mouth and moved to the other one. His balls were too large to take them both into my mouth at the same time, so I worked on them one at a time. After a minute or two of sucking on his balls I returned to his cock.

I had only been sucking on his cock for a few more seconds when he stopped me.

"Stand up Ben."

I was a little puzzled. I stood up and looked at Mr. Jacobsen. He was completely dressed except for his spit coated cock and balls sticking out the front of his slacks.

"Take off your clothes."

I didn't say anything. I started to remove my clothes. Mr. Jacobsen was still completely dressed. He still leaned against the desk. He started to stroke his cock as he watched me undress. I tossed my clothes onto the chair where I had been sitting. Soon I was completely naked, my own seven inches standing at attention.

Mr. Jacobsen stood up and moved away from his desk. He walked back around to his chair and sat down. "You may continue now."

There was something very exciting about the fact that he was still completely dressed, only his cock and balls exposed. I walked around the desk and got down on my knees between his legs. I took his cock in my hand and guided it to my mouth again. This time as I sucked on his cock, Mr. Jacobsen's hands explored my body. They played with my hair, caressed my cheeks and neck. He also caressed my back while I devoured his cock.

"OK, that's enough of that," he said as he pulled my head off his cock. He reached over and pulled open a drawer on his desk. He pulled out a tube of lotion. "Stand up and turn around," he instructed. I did as he said. He pushed me in the back so that I bent over at the waist. I put my hands on my knees to balance myself. My ass was now fully exposed to Mr. Jacobsen.

"Hmm, nice." His hand was massaging my ass cheek. He removed his hand and I could hear him squirt some lotion onto it. I felt a finger covered in lotion pressed against my hole. He worked the lotion around the outside of my hole before letting his finger slip inside. He worked the finger in and out of my ass. After a few seconds he removed the finger. I heard another squirt of lotion. This time I felt two fingers massaging my hole. With a little push they slipped inside. He worked my hole with the two fingers until he was satisfied. He pulled the fingers out of my ass.

"OK, get me wet again," he instructed. He wiped the excess lotion from his fingers with a tissue and tossed it into the wastebasket. I turned around and bent over his cock, taking it into my mouth. I worked on getting it extra wet this time. "That's good. Now sit on it."

I didn't need to be told twice. I just had to figure out the best way to accomplish this task. Mr. Jacobsen was sitting on the front edge of the chair and leaned back so that he was practically lying on an incline. I figured I had two choices. One, straddle his legs and sit down facing away from him. The other option was to straddle the chair while facing him. I knew I was flexible enough so I decided to give the second position a try. I walked forward and straddled the arms of the chair. I placed my hands on the arms so that I was holding myself above his cock.

Mr. Jacobsen just smiled. He took his cock in his hand and aimed it at my waiting hole. Once I felt that he had it in the correct position, I lowered myself down. I felt the head of his cock trying to push into my hole. I was afraid this position might not work, when the head popped in. Once the head was inside, I started to lower myself down until I had his entire cock inside me. I could feel the fabric of his slacks against my ass. I just sat there for a minute getting used to it. I looked into Mr. Jacobsen face. He was smiling broadly.

He reached up and grabbed the back of my head. He pulled my head toward him until our mouths met. His tongue started to explore my mouth. I gripped the arms of the chair and lifted myself up. Using my legs and arms, I started to raise and lower myself on his cock. Our mouths were locked together, tongues wrestling with each other.

I felt Mr. Jacobsen's hand slide in between our bodies until it found my cock. He started stroking it. I was so hot that I was afraid that I would shoot too quickly. I broke off our kiss and leaned back until I was straight up and down. This gave him more room to work on my cock. I knew I was getting close and was about to warn Mr. Jacobsen when he stopped stroking me.

"Let's try something else." He wrapped his arms around my lower back. He drew his feet back until they were under his legs. He then leaned forward and stood up, lifting me with him. His cock still embedded in my ass. Once he was standing, he kicked the chair away from us. He turned and laid me on his desk. I was now lying on my back on his desk with my legs in the air. He took my legs and placed my ankles on his shoulders.

He started to fuck my ass. Slowly at first, then picking up the speed. When he was going slowly, I was fine. Once he started picking up speed I found myself sliding on the desk. I grabbed the edge of the desk and held on to keep me from sliding away from him. Once Mr. Jacobsen realized I wasn't going to slide anymore he started fucking me harder. His cock was ramming into my ass. My own cock was throbbing for release. Mr. Jacobsen had me on the edge once. I couldn't let go of the desk to relieve myself. Mr. Jacobsen must have realized my predicament because he took my cock in his hand again. He started to stroke my cock in time with each thrust into my ass. I knew I wasn't going to last much longer.

I started to squeeze my ass around Mr. Jacobsen's cock. He let out a loud moan. I felt my balls draw up tight and new I was about to cum.

"Oh god. I'm gonna shoot." I half whispered. I bit my lip to keep from shouting out. My cock exploded spraying cum all over my chest and stomach. I knew that my clenched tight when I shot and that's all it took to take Mr. Jacobsen over the edge. He drove deep into my ass and started shooting, filling my ass with his load. After the first a few seconds, he slowly started to move in and out again. He was moving very slowly savoring the feel of my ass clenching his draining cock. Finally, he pulled his cock out of my ass. He was still rock hard and his cock glistened.

"Now, here's your test Ben. Clean me off good." I looked at his cock. It was coated with his load. I was still covered with my own load.

I climbed off the desk and dropped to my knees. "This raise is mine," I thought as I took his cock into my mouth and started to suck his load off it. I didn't stop until it was completely clean. His cock was still rock hard.

"I think I could go again. What do you think Ben?" He retrieved his chair and sat down again. He leaned back in his chair, his hard cock still sticking out the front of his slacks. I was amazed that his slacks looked as neat and clean as when I first came in. "Feel like sucking another load out of me?"

I didn't say a word. I dropped to my knees in front of him and took his cock in my mouth. I could feel my load drying on my chest, but I didn't care. I wasn't going to stop until I tasted his load. After I had finished draining his cock of its second load I started getting dressed. My load had completely dried now. I figured I would just take a shower when I got home.

"Well Ben, I think you have proven that you are willing to go the extra mile. What do you say we meet again tomorrow night to discuss this raise?

"Sure. What time do you want to meet? "

"Same place, same time?"

"My pleasure Mr. Jacobsen."

Not only did I get a nice raise, but Mr. Jacobsen and I started having weekly after hour meetings. Sometimes, we would have a couple a week.

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