Date: Thu, 3 Sep 2015 15:20:45 -0700 From: jay roberts Subject: Show Me Your Portfolio, Chapter Four by Jay Roberts Gay Adult Friends Show Me Your Portfolio, Part Four By Jay Roberts Gay Adult Friends "I just got another ten mil group of securities to administer" Riley said in a breathless voice as he rushed into my office. When I asked how he did it, he grinned charmingly and explained that he allowed old Mr. Priest to feel his ass, "With my clothes on, you know." as if he make himself innocent. This was the second lot he stole from my potential plan. He used his assets. The last time was a feel up of his tits. The kid had invented a new financial method. Was exploitation of his cock far behind? "Oh pal, I forgot to tell you that we are going to share this office. They are bringing in my desk and it'll be over there by the window." "I guess the broom closet for me." We worked away, each on our own clients. He had now picked up two or three excellent portfolios. I wondered if he did it clothed or naked. But having him so close was getting me very sexed up. He knew it. When he caught me staring at his crotch one morning, he grabbed it and smiled at me and said, "No more nooky for you, our business is finished." "But...." I started. "I am firm about this, no more butt." I was getting desperate and I chucked my pride out the window and told him right out that I was going crazy. "My hole keeps opening and closing each time you open and close the office door." He stopped his work and wheeled around in his new leather executive chair. His beautiful eyebrows raised. "How much does it mean for you to get funked?" I thought for a moment and then it came out, "I'll go partners on Priests big one." "You mean the billion or so one?" "Yeah." He got up and closed the door to the office. Then he lowered the Venetian blind that made the room private. He approached me, opening his belt. "Lie down over your desk with your ass up and I'll zoom you right here and now." Choking with desire and shame I pushed my desk blotter aside and my telephone on the floor. I dropped my black dress pants and then my red Polo undies. I felt the air as he crossed he room and stood behind me. He kicked my legs further apart and spoke into my ear, "Half the big portfolio. Right?" "Right," I said gulping. "Okay, tell me your want to be funked." "Please Riley, I need it bad. Put it in and fuck the shit out of me." He really liked that. I glanced over my shoulder and his full size cock was in complete erection. He steered it to my rosebud and paused. "Tell me you love me." "What?" I said surprised. "I only fuck the ones who love me." Where did that come from? "Okay I love you." I could hardly get the last word out before he zoomed in fast. I let of a whoop of surprise but in an instance his hardness settled inside me and I knew the was what wanted. "Oh Johnie, do it," I muttered, surprising myself. "Here comes Joanie," he announced and he grabbed my hips with clucking hands to steady himself and began a punishing series of hard Fuchs. I crowed my surprise and pleasure until he put a smooth hand over me mouth. "Be a lady and shut up," he said into my ear. "You'll have all the boys in here wanting my cock." I felt his fucking getting faster and harder. I loved it. I gritted my teeth to keep from chumming to quick but his heavy fucking was vibrating my balls and now he was passing over my hot button. I am only human. I raised my ass to engage his cock more and felt my ass passage closing around his cock like a Chinese finger lock and then I gave up and began to unload on my mahogany desk. He felt the pulsing of my ass hole and he gave out of series of us and ohs as he bathed my insides with his full cup worth of goo. He fell over me weak with the force of his cum but he recovered quickly and began dressing. "Get dressed and we'll go to the controller together and change of papers of the large Priest portfolio." He slapped my ass smartly and the sound might have been heard in the otter office. I hobbled along side of him and we did our business in the financial office. As we reentered our mutual office he picked up my phone from the floor and held my desk blotter in his hand. "Better get some tissues and wipe that spooge up. You sure shot a big one. Remember it, That's the last one." As he left he said softly,"For today." End of story