Date: Sun, 15 May 2016 21:40:18 +0000
From: mitchmulder@lycos.com
Subject: Putting in the new fecnce - 26

Chapter 26

It was just after six in the morning when I entered the office. I knew
it was earlier than the requested, but there hadn't been any traffic on
the road.

I walked into my office and switched on my PC, watching the screen come
alive and after the well kown Windows tune I heard Osram calling.

"Roberts is that you?"

"Yes, Sir!" I quickly typed my password and walked to his room.

"Come over, man! I need you here..." but before he could finish his
sentence I was already in his offce.

"Goodmorning Sir." By the looks of it, he hadn't been home for the
night, unshaved, with his shirt open, and with about ten empty coffee
cups on his desk he rested back in his seat and rubbed his eyes.

"So, Roberts, how was your weekend?"

"Just great, perfect! We had a great time."

"So I've heard, and you met Jack too. Well, at least it was better than
my weekend, spent most of the time in here, going down invoices and the
books." He pointed to the heap of boxes, "at least we know who it is, or
I should say who they are, you were right Roberts, I guess it is the
head of the sales department and that guy Sheen of the stockroom. I
found signed sale slips, selling 100 articles while 1000 aricles left
the warehouse."

"What about the auditors?"

He laughed, "You know how there are, as long as everything is signed by
an authorised person, they just accept it. God, they are costing us a
fortune and still they signed off the incorrect figures. We'll deal with
them later. Now I just want an estimate how much was taken. We'll have
to go through all the books, invoices, hell through everything we have,
Roberts."

"You've contacted the police?"

"Yes I have, this afternoon they'll send some people over, so we should
get as much proof as possible." He looked at his watch and let out a
sigh. He opened a drawer of his desk and got a bottle of Scotch out and
two glasses. He poured two well filled glasses.

"Eh, Sir, it's still early in the morning."

"Fuck it, Roberts, I have been here all weekend, I need a drink! He took
a big sip and relaxed in his chair, pointing at my glass.

I took it and drank some too.

"Well Roberts, enough about this mess, strip! Let me see that all over
tan!" He put his feet on his desk, smiled at me and took another sip.

The man really looked tired and sad, I felt a guilty, me, spending a
wonderful hot weekend on the beach and him here, in this office, knowing
someone was rippng him off.

I started to take my cloths off, wanted to make him feel a bit better.
He finished his Scotch and poured another one.

When I was totally naked he got up and walked around me. "Nice, Roberts,
  tanned all over! I would have suspected that you had a sunburn on you
back since you would be on all fours, all weekend." He smirked.

"No, Sir, we did all kinds of different positions."

He laughed out loud, he grabbed me in my neck and pulled me to his face,
forcing his tongue deep into my mouth. He released and pushed me down to
my knees, rubbing my face into his crotch.

"Fuck, Roberts, all weekend I just thought about you and Mike, fucking,
sucking, and when I heard Jack was involved too, God, Roberts, I jerked
off, cumming all over the books."

I felt his cock in his pants getting harder.

"Oh, fuck Roberts, I need your mouth on my dick!"

He kept on pressing my face to his crotch, I managed to open his fly.
Fuck, I could smell he had not be home for the whole weekend, no change
of underwear, no shower. I only could smell sweat, piss and that heavy
typical masculine smell. To be honest it was inflatuated. I closed my
eyes and started to lick his bulge, tasting the sweat and piss. I pulled
down his underwear, his cock sprang free into my face.

Osram grabbed to base of his cock, "Suck me Roberts, just suck me, like
no other can!"

Proudly I went to work, opening my mouth wide, letting him push his cock
in, all the way. I sucked and licked, caressed his balls in the palm of
my hand. Sucking his cock all the way in, right to the base, hell, I
even managed to stroll my tongue over his balls while his cock was
burried deep into my throat.

"O fuck, Roberts, just what I needed!" with that he started to thrust
his hips, pushing his growing member deeper into me.

I felt it growing in my mouth with each thrust he made, my nose burried
deep into his pubes, smelling and tasting his sweat.

"We'll get them, and every penny they stole from me !" He rammed his
cock with all his force, knocking me to the floor. He went down with me,
still with his cock in my mouth. Once on the floor, my head was pressed
hard into the carpet, while he fucked my throat, yelling, cursing.

He withdrew, "Goddammit, turn around Roberts, I need to fuck you!"

Of course I did what I was told, on my hands and knees, I was just in
position when he penetrated me, hard and quickly. His slick cock went in
all the way and he started to fuck me, hard, quick, without mercy. He
grabbed my hairs and pulled my head back. I let out a cry. He just
chuckled and his flat hand landed hard on my flesh.

With every thrust his made he slapped me, calling out he would get them,
"I put them in jail, and fuck their brains out!" Another spank.

My ass cheecks were burning and I was sure they were red too, still his
hand landed on them over and over again.

I pleaded him to fuck me but to stop the spanking, but he kept on going,
I was surprised that my cock was ready to explode, again another pull at
my hair, I cried out and, fuck, I was cumming big time, I kept on
shooting while he kept ramming his cock in and out of my ass. Finally he
got hold of both my hips, pulled me back and I felt his hot sperm deep
in my bowels while he let out a groan.

After he had dumped his load into me he quickly got up.

"Let's finally get some work done, Roberts!" Then, I think he saw my red
buttocks. "Oh, hell, Roberts, I'm sorry."

He helped me up, "Well, I see you made another mess on the carpet, guess
it wasn't too bad afterall, hey!" He carfully patted my ass.

We sat at his desk, going through files, papers, invoices and stuff like
that. We spent hours like that, it seemed that it started three years
ago, the first time just a few weeks before christmas, guess they needed
themoney to buy presents for their families, then, a couple of weeks
later again. At first small amounts, but soon the amounts were getting
bigger and more frequently.

"God. They must have taken at least half a million or so." Osram laid
back in his chair and rubbed his eyes. "Bastards!"

He picked up the phone on the first ring. "Perfect, just send them up."

"The police, you'd better scan all these, and yeah, maybe you should get
dressed, Roberts!"

I had been so involved with the papers I hadn't realised that I was
still naked. Quickly I gathered my cloths and went into my office to get
dressed.

After a while Osram called for me, I took the papers and entered Osram's
office. There were two men there, one, an older guy in plain clothes and
glasses, sitting in Osram's chair, looking into the books. Another was
sitting in front of the desk, dressed in the regular police uniform,
while Osram paced around the room, saying he would have their balls cut
off, hang them on the highest tree and more stuff like that. I crossed
the room and turned to the "real" police officer in front of the desk. I
got an instant boner! His biceps and pecs almost ripped his short
sleeved shirt. He sat a bit back in the chair, making his big bulge in
those tight uniform pants more than clear.

I swallowed and held out the papers. The uniformed cop gave me a big
smile and pointed to the other. "Better give them to Jones, he's
specialized in fraude and economic delicts."

"O, yeah sure", God, I couldn't take my eyes of his body and that
handsome face.

"For God sake, Roberts, stop drooling and lay them on the desk!"   Osram
shouted.

"I'm sorry, Sir." I quickly did what he told me. The uniformed cop got
up, and introduced himself as officer Dench. His handshake was firm and
lasted a bit longer than normal, I looked up from his big bulge to his
face, he gave me a big smle and parted his lips just a little bit. My
cock got even harder and I felt my briefs getting a bit wet.

"You got the audited figures from the last four years?" Jones asked
while he lifted up his glasses.

Osram looked at me, "Get them Roberts."

"No, wait, just email them to me." Jones answered and he went back to
the papers.

"You heard the man, Roberts, send them, now!"

"Yeah sure. To which address?"

"I'll tell you." Dench said, "where is your office? We'd better do it
from there, and let Jones ge along with his work."

"Sure. Please follow me, eh, officer Dench."

Once in my small office I sat down behind the PC. Officer Dench stood
close by. His big bulge on eye level. My gaze went from screen to his
crotch and back again. He put his thumbs behind his belt, his hands on
either side of that wonderful big bulge.

I cleared my throat, "To which address shold I send the figures?" I
asked looking up to his handsome face.

My office was small, with no windows, I could smell his scent, his
crotch was only inches away from my face, it was warm and he must me
sweating hard in those polyester pants and shirt.

"Oh hang on, I have it some where here." His right hand went into his
front pocket, I followed every move he made, once his hand was in his
pocket he pushed his bulge aside. Fuck another spurt of precum filled my
briefs, I looked up into his big smile. I quickly looked down again,
told my self to stop it, for fuck sake, he was a police officer! He
withdrew a card from his pocket. "This is the e-mail address." And
handed me the card.

The card was warm, maybe it had been in his pocket all day, next to that
big bulge. I typed the address and sent the file over. God, his bulge
was now resting against my arm! I pushed my arm a bit back, afterall I
had to move the mouse. Officer Dench didn't step back, instead he
increased the pressure.

"I understand you were the one who found out about the stealing from the
company," He finally said.

"Yeah, I did. Well, it wasn't that hard."

"Even so, I think even if it was hard you could have figured it out."

Still he got his crotch pressed hard against my arm, did I feel an
erection inside? Or was it just wishfull thinking? Hell, no, he even
started to rub it against my arm!

His hand moved to his bulge and squeezed it.

What the hell, this guy wanted it, wanted me to suck him! I looked up,
he just have gave me a nod, I undied his belt, he opened his fly, pushed
his pants and briefs down, a big uncut cock sprang free.

His cock matched his body, strong and big. I opened my mouth and he
drove his cock all the way in.

He fucked my mouth hard and good, his hairy balls slapping against my
chin, I had to open my fly and let my hard cock free. I sucked his
wonderful cock while I jerked my own. We both moaned softly as he fucked
my throat. His hands locked behind my head he moved his hips quickly
back and forth. My nose filled with his scent, my mouth full with his
cock. O man! A hunky police officer was fuckingmy my throat! And I loved
his cock, so fat and veiny!

"O Fuck!" he whispered, he withdrew a bit, letting the tip of his head
just inside my mouth, "Oh, fuck I'm cumming!"

He shot load after load on my tongue, making me tast his sweet cum,
after the fifth or sixth spurt he pushed his cock deeper in. I shot too,
again on the carpet, I sucked and cleaned his cock while I spurted on
the floor.

He withdrew, slapped his softening cock against my face, "You've been
very helpfull, Roberts." He said, while he put his fat cock back into
his pants and zipped up. "I think we're done here,.... for now."

I pushed my cock back into my trousers and followed officer Dench back
to Osram's office.

"Did he give you what you needed?" Osram asked.

"O yes he surely did! Hey, Jones, the figures are in your inbox. I guess
if there's anything else we need we can come back."

"Of course." Osram answered, "Roberts here will only be to pleased to
help you."

"You know where to find me, Officer Dench."

It was arleady seven when they left, taking with them a lot of papers,
copies and other documents.

"Roberts, come here!"

I walked over to Osram, "Yes Sir?'

To my surprise he put his arms around my shouders and drew me close to
him, kissing me deeply. "Fuck, Roberts, thank you!. You found this out,
I'm so grateful!" Again he kissed me deeply, not roughly, but tenderly.
I pushed my body thighter to his.

He let go, and smiled. "Sorry Roberts, I know what you want, but I'm
just to tired, believe me I'll make it up to you."

He walked behind his desk and poured another Scotch and held up the
bottle up.

"Fine, just a small one for me."

He poured our glasses. "Tell you're wife, tomorrow night you'll be home
late, after midnight I guess. I want to take you to a special club, to
thank you, God Roberts, if it hadn't been for you those guys were going
to ruin this company."

He walked over to me and again kissed me on my lips. "Well, I'm tired,
we did what we had to do, I'm going home, Roberts, you do the same. See
you tommorrow."

I watched him leave, he was tired, his big broad shoulder hang down. I
fully understood, his company robed by two of its own employees, he
hadn't slept over the weekend. I cleared his desk, piling up the papers
in the right order. I shut down his PC and then went to my office, shut
down my PC and went home.

"Hey, Dad!"

"Hi Mike, where are your mum and sister?"

Mike got up and walked over to me. "To some church meeting or something.
I guess we have the house for ourselves." He grabbed my tie and pulled
me closer to him. His lips brushed mine his hands went over my shirt and
pinched my nipples. He smiled whenhe felt my nipples react, "get
upstairs, Dad, get naked and ready for me because I'm so fucking horny,
gonna fuck the shit out of you."

I just smiled,turned and ran up the strairs, pulling off my tie and
jacket. Hell, I just wanted to be fucked by Mike.

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