Yes Sir (Part 5a)

*All characters are 21+*

Walking into the office, I glanced at Thalia, the receptionist. She waves and calls me over.

“Hey, looking extra handsome and happy today.”

“Hi, do I? I feel the same, look the same.”

“No, there’s something different, did you get laid this weekend? Who was it?”

I stay quiet and have a shocked look.

“Hell yeah, get it. So who was it?”

“I—um, it’s…”

“Let’s grab lunch, I need you to tell me everything, you little slut.”

“Hahah, okay.” I say and walk away. I hear Thalia say “oh, Nick is looking for you.”

Wow, I get to start my work day by laying eyes on a very sexy man, not a bad way to start. As I’m walking to the IT office, I pass by the accounting desk. First time I noticed someone in there. He’s in his mid thirties, average height, average body. He looks Latino, but can’t really tell.

“Hey, you’re Mateo Lincoln?” I hear coming from the accounting office.

“Yes, I’m him.” I reply.

“Great, I’m Liam, the accounting manager, come in, we have to get set up payroll for you. And get your expenditure account open too.” He said.

“Oh okay, um, I thought this internship was unpaid? That’s what I remember from the interview.” I asked.

“Yes, but Mr. Hart emailed me Friday night that he wants to get you paid, so congrats, you’re getting paid now.”

“Oh, I didn’t know, but um, Nick is looking for me, can I come back in a few?” I say.

“Sure, just make sure you come back before 4, that’s when I leave.” Liam replies.

“Okay, I will.” And I walk out and towards Nick’s office. I approach his door when I hear a low, faint moan coming from inside. I knock on the door, and hear Nick say “one moment.” Then he said “come in.” I open the door and see him with an awkward expression.

“Hey, Thalia said you were looking for me?”

“Yeah, here is the phone Michael wants you to have. I have to set it up, so sit down. Now, according to company policy, it’s encrypted and som other things, so only use it for work related purposes. Nothing else, everything gets saved on our servers. So no sending nudes” he said laughingly.

“No worries about that. Nobody wants this.” I laugh.

“Don’t say that man. I don’t know much about the gay community, but I’m sure there’s someone out there for you.” He said.

“I guess. So did you and Michael play tennis this weekend? He seems to be into it.”

“No, not this weekend, he made it to the gym, but he was sore. He could barely walk. Looked like his life was drained.” He said. “Probably issues with the wife. Didn’t hear it from me, but they’re in a rough patch.” He added.

“Oh, I didn’t know that. And he was sore? Thought he worked out a lot?” I asked.

“Yeah, pretty sore. Complaining about back pain, and he was walking kind of funny. Looked like he had some rough sex—but probably not with his wife, so he’s banging some chick on the side.” Nick said, unknowingly that maybe I was the side chick? But what if he had someone else?

“He doesn’t look like the cheating type.” I reply.

“I thought so too, but he has wondering eyes, especially at the gym.” He said.

“Okay, here’s the phone. Remember, no sending nudes.” He laughed.

I walk to Michael’s office, and I’m greeted by his wife, Julia Hart. I had last seen her about two years ago. She was around 54/55, my height, 5’7, and relatively average weight. She had put on some pounds since I last saw her, but still looked pretty great. She looked unhappy, for sure, but knew how to hide it well.

“Hi Mateo, so good to see you, how have you been? It’s so great you’re working with Michael.” She said hugging me.

I look at Michael, trying to determine if her being here is good, or if she knew I sucked his cock, right here, where she is standing. “Hi, good to see you again, Mrs. Hart.” Michael, giving me a sign of relief.

“I’m on my way to Pilates, wanted to stop by to say hi, and apologize that Michael kept you Friday evening. But I guess you’re going to have to get used to that, Michael using you at all hours, but you have my number, so call me and I’ll tell him to back off. You should come to the house for dinner sometime.” She said.

Get used to Michael using me? Did she mean for work stuff or sexual stuff? Does she know Michael uses gay guys as sexual tension releases.

“Haha, sure, of course. And it was no problem, work needed to get done.” I say.

She hugs me again, and looks at Michael, blows him a kiss and says “no lifting heavy boxes today, you don’t want to hurt your back again, honey, Mateo, can you believe this, the gym and fitness obsessed guy got hurt lifting a box in his office.” And walks away, closes the door.

Michael approaches me, and points at me, “you’re the box…you’re the box that fucked up my back.” He said laughingly.

He sits down at his desk, and says “pull up a chair.” I sit next to him, and we work for a bit. It’s a normal work day, nothing sexual, except for the occasional eye contact, flirtatious smile, the gentle touch while we hand each other papers.

After lunch, I walk in the office, and Michael says, “hey, has Liam contacted you? I meant to tell you myself, but we’re paying you now.”

I close the door and sit down. “Am I getting paid now because of what we did?”

Michael gets up and leans his back on his desk. His cock is right in front of me again. Just like Friday.

“No, absolutely not. You’re getting paid because you’re an excellent worker. That’s all. He said, and suddenly kisses me, “and you’re a good boy, too.” I look at him. “I’m needed in court, so go talk with Liam, payroll stuff takes hours.” He said. I get up, and he says, “hey, come here, you’re going to be a great lawyer someday, you’re a hard worker, and yeah, you’re cute and fuckable.” He grabs my ass, smiling. I moan softly. I ask him, “am I just a fuck toy?” And he replies, “if that’s all you see, but I don’t think so.”

I walk out his office and go downstairs to talk with Liam.

Part 5b coming shortly.