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George finally pulled his feet away and got up off the couch. "I have to take a shit. That bathroom better be flawless bitch." I heard him in the bathroom and it was pretty obvious he was letting loose. I guess the toilet would need scrubbing again on Monday morning.
I yelled in to the bathroom "May I please leave sir?"
"Come in here for a moment. I want to talk to you first." George sat on the toilet but it looked more like a king sitting on a throne. He started laughing when he saw the stain on the front of my pants. "Oh my, it looks like my stinky feet made you cum. Are you some kind of faggot?"
"No I don't know why that happened. I have a girlfriend. I am straight."
"It doesn't look like it dude. It looks like my feet make you hard. That is hilarious. You probably like the smell of them like most faggots. It's cool. I've dealt with this before. In fact it will work out well for me. Now what about this so called girlfriend." George asked with an incredulous tone.
"Her name is Lauren sir. We have been seeing each other for about three years." I stammered hoping he would not push it any further.
"I see, well lets see a picture." George asked as he squeezed out another turd that made a large splash. I handed him my phone. "Yeah she is nice. I usually only do 9's and 10's but she is really cute. I would fuck her in a minute." I could not believe he was telling me this. I was about to slug him when he handed me the phone back and gave me another degrading order. "I'm done bitch, wipe my ass." This completely stopped me in my tracks. The next thing I knew i was pulling toilet paper off the roll and George had shoved his ass in my face. I began wiping his ass. I had reached a new low. "I want you to invite your girlfriend to lunch on Monday. It will be fun." I doubted that but shook my head. It was hard to fathom that I was on my knees with my boss's ass in my face and I was wiping the shit from it. When I had done a good job he upped the ante. "Kiss it bitch. I want to feel your lips on both cheeks. Thank your boss for being so nice to you." The next thing I knew I was leaning in and I kissed both of George's butt cheeks. I had never felt so low or exhilarated at the same time. "Good boy. Don't forget to invite your girl to lunch. I want to meet her." I pulled his underwear and pants up and he buttoned them and left the bathroom. He yelled just as he was heading out "You might as well touch up that toilet before you leave." I heard him laugh as he walked out the door. I had never been so embarrassed in my entire life. I had kissed my boss's feet and his ass cheeks in the same day. Not to mention wiping his butt. What would I sink to next.
When I got home that night Lauren had left me a message on my phone. I called and we talked for about two hours. She asked me about the job and I lied of course and told her it was great. She thought it was encouraging that the boss wanted to meet her and thought that I must be making an impact. I was making an impact all right. Not in the way she thought. We agreed to hang out the next day since we had not seen each other in about a week.
Monday rolled around to quickly. When I got to work George had me look over his notes for a meeting we were having at 8AM. All the executive leads, myself, and George headed into the conference room. I was there to take notes. How fun. George got up and talked to start the meeting. Surprisingly, I had not thought much about his feet since Saturday and even vowed to myself that I would not be degraded by him again. No job was worth what I had been put through. George sat down after his presentation and others now got up to speak and present. It was a pretty boring meeting and my mind started to wonder. I looked over and George had one of his loafers hanging off his foot. He was wearing black OTC's and I immediately got a little hard looking at them. I was not the only one that was catching a glance. Ryan was also staring at them. George caught him glancing at his dangling foot and shot him that wicked smile. Ryan looked down. He was obviously embarrassed.
"I saw you staring at my foot during the meeting. You are addicted to my feet aren't you? You sort of have to have them don't you? Don't worry bitch I have plans for you." I did not like the tone he took. I knew this could not end well and now I dreaded what was going to happen even more with Lauren swinging by the office for lunch. The rest of the morning was occupied with paperwork. Of course George chilled out on the love seat watching Sportscenter. The guy sure did have it made. At about 11 he told me he had some people to meet with and that he needed to air his feet out a bit. "Why don't you get under my desk bitch. I need my feet taken care of while I handle this business.? Not really knowing what was going to happen next I got under the desk. Why was I powerless around him? "Lay on your back bitch." I laid on my back and George plopped his feet on my chest. Take my shoes off and don't make a sound. George did some paperwork for awhile. I decided to make myself useful and i gave him a nice massage. I then heard somebody enter the room. "Ryan, have a seat." George must be having Ryan in for a conference. "Ryan, the reason I called you in here is because you really have not been performing up to the standards I expect. I don't want to let you go but I am afraid I will have to demote you if you would like to continue working here."
"I'm sorry George. What kind of job would I be doing from now on?" Ryan asked. actually I was sort of interested to hear the answer to that.
"Well, you know Tony right?"
"Sure we are both executives."
"Well you would become his personal assistant."
"I want to keep my job but that seems like quite a demotion."
"It is quite a decrease in pay. I'll grant you that. The work is very demanding as well but these are tough times and I am afraid that it might be hard to find a job in this economic climate. Plus, your performance around here really does not permit me to give you a good reference. So the situation is take your new job or be in the unemployment line for quite awhile." George had laid out a bleak situation. Ryan was quiet for minute.
"I guess since you put it that way, I will take the new job."
"Great I thought you might. Do you mind if I call your new supervisor in?"
"I guess not."
"Tony this is George. He said yes. Yeah, come on in and meet your new assistant."
It did not take Tony long to waltz in. I just imagined he had that arrogant smile on his face. He congratulated Ryan on his new position (demotion) and told him he had a long list of things for him to work on. I wish I could have seen the look on poor Ryan's face. It was obvious that Tony was going to treat him like a dog. He had learned from the best.
After they left George peaked under his desk. "How did you like that?"
"I don't know. It is what it is."
"At least you have a colleague on your own level." He chuckled at this. "I think your girl is coming in soon. You unfortunately will not be joining us for lunch I like you right where you are."
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