Oddly, it did help my ego that each time I entered Evans Financial, Maxine, the receptionist, always looked like she wanted to suck my dick. But it wasn’t just Maxine who made me feel incredible. Yvette, the trainer and person in charge of the interns, gave me a similar feeling. As I’d sit across from her listening to her training, her hazel eyes tended to roam. Often, I’d look up from notetaking, and her eyes would be on my neck or my chest. Every time I’d stand up, her eyes would bolt down to my groin.
It was my first Friday that I got a glimpse of her cleavage, and I felt things shift in the air. It was a casual dress Friday, and I chose to wear jeans and a navy sweater with a tiny “M” on the right chest. Though I was showing my college pride, it wasn’t like wearing a college sweatshirt. Yvette’s eyes roamed my body more that morning than they had all week. She wore a black silk blouse that was tight across the chest and had a plunging neckline. I thought she purposely leaned forward when she spoke to me so I could see the top of her breasts. As we were wrapping up our morning training session, her eyes darted to my groin when I stood.
“I think you’re going to fit in well here, Riley,” she said while reaching behind her chair.
Her breasts jutted forward, and for a split second, I glanced at the creamy flesh. When she laughed, my eyes quickly found hers. Heat from being caught looking began to spread through me, but I pulled it together and thanked her for her time before heading back to my desk.
“Riley, lunch today, man?” Jeff asked me from over the glass partition between us.
“Yes, that sounds good.” I nodded.
I took some large sips of water while I logged in to check email quickly since I knew the guys wanted to leave for lunch within fifteen minutes. I drew my attention to an email from Jasmine, Griffin’s secretary.
Eagerly, I double-clicked on the email and saw that she had scheduled me for a 1:30 meeting with Griffin. My cock began to swell, and my pulse sped up. I was trying not to get dizzy or too ahead of myself with thoughts. I felt like I was burning up and wiped the perspiration from my forehead with the back of my hand. Slyly, I moved my hand to my crotch under my desk and could feel how hard I was. I needed to make a quick trip to the restroom before the guys were ready to leave. I told Jeff that I would meet them by the elevator in fifteen minutes before I hurried to the men’s room.
Once I was in the safety of a stall with the door closed, I quickly unzipped my jeans and freed my huge erection. The head was a deep crimson color and felt heavy in my hand. I tugged my white undershirt up over my navy sweater and put the hem of it between my teeth. I had a meeting with Griffin this afternoon and couldn’t risk him seeing me wearing a sweater with dried jizz on it. I pressed my hand against the gray wall of the bathroom stall for balance and pumped my throbbing cock with my fist until I shot my load on the gray and black tile of the back wall.
“Fuck,” I said under my breath.
I grabbed some toilet paper and quickly cleaned the tip of my cock off before tucking it in my pants. I couldn’t help but smirk as I wiped the glob of cum off the wall above the toilet. I was sure I wasn’t the first guy to do that and probably wouldn’t be the last either. Before I tucked in my undershirt, I examined my hands to make sure I wouldn’t accidentally get any cum on my clothes. No one would be the wiser. Taking a deep breath, I gathered myself before I exited the stall and went to the sink to wash my hands. For a few moments, I just let the cold water run over my hands and wrists, hoping it would cool me down.
I arrived in the elevator lobby before the other guys and casually paced around until they appeared. On the way down we decided on a taco place that was within walking distance from the building. As we walked along the sidewalk between the building and parking lot, I glanced over to see if Griffin’s car was there. I wasn’t disappointed to see that it wasn’t. After all, he knew he had an appointment with me this afternoon, so I was sure he was taking lunch now.
We brought our lunches back to the Evans Financial campus and sat outside under a gazebo close to the lake. I was mildly interested in the conversation topics with the guys. My afternoon appointment was all that was on my mind.
“So, Riley,” Jeff began before taking a sip from his cup. “How do you like Yvette?”
“She’s been very helpful and has been giving me instructions on the different tasks I’ll be completing each week,” I replied. I was careful to not say anything less than complimentary about anyone. Gossip was rampant in office buildings.
“Yeah? Has she been showing you a lot?” Mike asked and smiled when I looked up at
