Late-Night Snack By Mister J
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After the last one quit, a closeted CEO hired a new personal driver.
One night, while raiding the kitchen for a late-night snack, he ran into the hulking employee who offered him something to eat. Something huge with a special sauce.
Will he take the offer to satisfy his hunger while his wife sleeps upstairs?
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"HUN, have you hired a new driver yet?" my wife asked.
"I already interviewed a couple of guys earlier." I got up from my leather executive chair and went to look at the bay view from the thirtieth floor of my office building. "But they're not a good fit."
"Hurry up and hire one already. I can't take riding in strangers' cars anymore. Who knows how clean they are inside with so many people using them before me?"
"I still have one more to interview." I switched the cell phone to my other ear and looked at my expensive stainless steel watch. "But he's already ten minutes late."
The intercom chirped.
"Mr. Brewer, a Rex Marshall is here for his interview," my female assistant's voice said.
I strode toward my desk and pressed a button. "Send him in, please."
She acknowledged.
"Hun, I have to go. Let's see if this one will be our new driver. I'll see you later when I get home."
We exchanged goodbyes and ended the call.
The door opened, and a 6'4", full-bearded bald man approached in a navy blue suit, hiding the bear's massive muscles underneath.
Damn, the guy's fucking hot! Is this guy applying to be a personal driver or a bouncer?
I picked up my jaw from the floor, went to him, and offered my hand. "Rex."
He shook it with a huge paw. "I'm sorry for being late, sir. There was an accident, and the bus got stuck. I had to walk the rest of the way."
"It's okay. Have a seat." I gestured to one of the chairs in front of my desk.
"My resume, sir," Rex said in a deep, masculine voice as he handed over a sheet of paper.
I stood behind the chair across from him and looked over its contents.
But as I skimmed it, the impressive package bulging between his legs distracted me.
My pants tightened as blood filled my dick.
Stop it, Simon. Lusting over a potential employee is a stupid idea. You're a married forty-five-year-old and have already left this side of yourself behind.
I tapped the paper when I read about his previous work. "I knew it. You were a bouncer."
"Yes, sir. I worked for a couple of strip clubs before. But I hated dealing with the perverts every night, so I decided to try something else. That's how I ended up driving for my previous employer."
"What happened?"
"He and his wife moved to the UK." Rex leaned back on the chair and opened his legs wider, making his package more visible.
Heat rose from inside me and spread all over my body.
My dick raged as my mouth salivated at the sight of the man's bulge. I wanted to drop to my knees between his legs and service him.
"Is everything okay, sir?"
"Uhm, yes." I snapped out of it and went around to sit on my chair to keep him from noticing my hard-on. "I just got distracted."
"I really need this job, sir."
"Are you okay with being on-call twenty-four-seven to drive for my wife and me? You'll be staying at our house, together with the housekeeper. But you'll have a separate room from hers."
"Of course, sir. It will save me money from renting an apartment."
"When can you start?"
"I can start tomorrow."
"Good." I extended a hand. "Report here early tomorrow. You'll drive me to a business lunch before we head home to see where you'll be staying."
"Thank you, sir." Rex rose with a huge smile and shook my hand with both hands. "I promise you'll be satisfied with my service."
MY stomach grumbled as I lay in bed in my boxer briefs.
I reached for the digital clock on my nightstand to see what time it was.
It's one in the morning.
Whose genius idea is it to not eat dinner? Mine. Now, I can't sleep.
The wife slept next to me with only her head poking out from under the comforter.
I got out of bed, put my fleece robe on, and left the bedroom.
When I entered the dark kitchen, I went straight for the fridge and opened the door.
Light and cold air greeted me.
Our gray Persian cat made a soft meow and weaved between my feet.
"Hey, Winston." I picked him up. "Are you hungry? Me, too. Let's see what leftovers we have from dinner."
While I scanned for what to eat, soft female moans and whimpers came from the housekeeper's room nearby.
My heart beat faster, sending blood into my dick and tightening my boxer briefs.
It didn't take a genius to figure out what was happening and who was doing it to her.
The curiosity of seeing how my hot personal driver performed in bed trumped my hunger.
I put Winston down on the kitchen island.
He protested with a meow.
"Shh, be quiet. We don't want the fuckers to know we're here." I shoved my hand inside my underwear and adjusted myself.
Winston ignored me and jumped down.
I tiptoed down the hall toward the staff quarters.
The moans and whimpers got louder, mixed with the slapping of flesh.
"You like that, you slut?" Rex asked in his deep voice.
"Yes. Please. Fuck my pussy with that big dick."
My erection twitched in its cloth prison.
Fuck, that's hot.
A long strip of light escaped the housekeeper's room, marking the floor like an arrow directing anyone to peek.
I crouched by the door and looked inside.
But with the narrow gap, I couldn't see them.
With clenched teeth, I slowly pushed the door wider without them noticing.
My chest thumped harder as the full-body mirror on the closet door showed Rex's massive naked frame fucking the housekeeper doggy style.
"I'm gonna fuck this pussy all night. I'll wreck it before you meet your boyfriend tomorrow." His skin glistened with sweat, and every muscle flexed with each thrust of his hips.
"Ugh, you fuck so much better than him, Rex."
Shit! I wish he fucked me, too.
My driver pulled out, flipped the housekeeper on her back, and shoved his dick back inside.
I loosened my robe and rubbed my erection through the cotton as I watched my employees fucking.
"Rex held her legs wide by the ankles, pounding into her like a machine.
She grabbed onto the sheets, surrendering to the pleasure.
I stood straight up, leaned almost on the door, and closed my eyes.
In my head, I was the one with my legs spread, taking every inch of the straight man's cock.
I pushed the waistband of my underwear under my balls and jerked myself.
A loud crash came from the kitchen.
My whole body jolted.
Fuck!
I dashed down the hallway as quietly as possible, went into the kitchen, and hid inside the dark pantry.
"Hello? Is anyone in here?" Rex asked from the other side of the door.
Winston meowed.
"Hey, there, buddy. Did you knock this over?" Metallic clinking sounded as the driver picked up the stuff from the floor.
Sweat slid down my face as I tried to catch my breath without alerting him to my presence.
"It's just the cat." His voice faded as he left the kitchen.
When I heard the door close down the hall, I breathed a sigh of relief. "Shit, that was close."
WINSTON greeted me when I entered the dark kitchen. The moonlight outside was enough to let me see around.
"Shh. Be quiet." I whispered while rubbing him behind the ears.
The fluffy gray cat left.
I'm having another one of my late-night cravings. But after witnessing what went on between my driver and housekeeper a week ago, those cravings included another sex show.
Every night since then, I got up, hoping to catch a repeat performance. But no such luck. I just settled on having my regular late-night snack.
With the housekeeper off on vacation with her boyfriend this weekend, I would have to wait until Monday night for another opportunity to spy on them.
And Rex would be asleep by now. We had a long day today, zipping from location to location to meet with clients.
I opened the fridge and checked out the options to eat.
"Mr. Brewer," a deep voice said. "Why are you still up?"
I looked behind me while holding the door open.
Rex stood by the doorway in white briefs with a bath towel draped over one shoulder. The moonlight highlighted the bulge of his underwear.
Fuck! I snapped my head back toward the inside of the fridge.
The memory of his dick going in and out of the housekeeper's pussy a week ago flashed in my head.
Blood rushed to my dick, filling out the pouch of my boxer briefs.
"Uhm...I got hungry. So I decided to have a snack before going back to bed." I adjusted the tie of my fleece robe and made sure my erection won't be noticeable.
"I couldn't sleep either, sir. I thought maybe taking a hot shower would help. If I knew you were in here, I would have put on shorts on the way to the staff bathroom."
"Are there some sausages left over from dinner? I wanted to make a sandwich."
Rex walked over and got behind me. His bulge pressed on my lower back while he looked.
I froze at the unexpected contact.
The heat spreading throughout my body defeated the cold air from the fridge.
"Looks like there are none left, Mr. Brewer."
"That sucks. I was craving it. I guess I'll just go back to bed, then." I turned around.
But he blocked the way, trapping me between him and the refrigerator.
"Excuse me."
He didn't move as the hulking driver towered over my six-foot frame. "If you want to eat, I think I can arrange something, Mr. Brewer."
"It's okay, Rex. I'm going back upstairs." I tried side-stepping to get past him.
His huge paw held my shoulder, keeping me trapped. "I have a sausage for you, sir. It's just one, but it's huge. I guarantee it will satisfy your hunger, especially when the special sauce comes out."
Sledgehammers pounded inside my chest, and my hard-on pushed against the pouch of my boxer briefs.
Rex took my hand and put it on his bulge. "You can eat this. I know you wanted it since my interview."
"What the fuck are you doing?" I tried to yank my hand away.
He gripped it tighter and pressed harder on his soft, fat dick.
"Are you crazy? I'm not gay." I attempted to free my hand again but failed.
"You don't have to lie to me, Mr. Brewer." My almost naked employee smirked. "I knew you were gay the moment I entered your office. I always know a fag when I see one."
"I'm not lying."
"No? Then why did you keep looking at my bulge while reading my resume?"
"I was not." I stopped trying to get my hand off his bulge.
"Did you think I wouldn't notice? Why do you think I opened my legs wider? I wanted to give you a better look."
Fuck!
"I'm not gay. I'm married, for crying out loud."
"Oh, please." Rex snorted. "That's like saying your not gay because you're in a fraternity. There's more butt fucking going in college than people want to admit."
"Well, I'm not in college. I'm a grown-ass man."
"Yeah, a married man with his hand on another man's crotch. I already let go of your hand, but you kept it on my dick."
My face flushed with embarrassment.
I removed my hand and tried to squeeze past him.
But his size wouldn't allow me to. "You're free to do what you always wanted to do since you hired me, Mr. Brewer."
"My wife might come down and catch us." I craned my neck to look behind him.
"You and I both know she won't wake up anytime soon once she takes her sleeping pills."
It's true. Not even a siren will disturb her slumber. But how did Rex know about that?
"Are you just gonna stand there, or are you still going to pretend you don't want it?"
I stared at his bald, bearded face as I tried to decide what to do.
"Come on, sir." Rex put his hands on my shoulders and lightly pushed me down. "It's time to feed you your late-night snack."
My angry dick pushed the pouch of my underwear further, making a tent on my robe.
Letting go of my last resistance, I sank to my knees.
With his bulge inches from my face, the imprint of a fat head on the white cotton stared back at me.
I licked my lips in anticipation.
"Get it hard before you eat it, Mr. Brewer."
Slowly, I brought my hand toward Rex's meat. But before my palm pressed into it, I looked up at his face. "Go ahead. No need to be shy. We both know you want to." He smirked as he towered over me. The balance of power between us has shifted in his direction.
I fondled the straight man's meat through his white briefs.
Its thick shaft rubbed against my hand.
"Yes, that's it." Rex moaned. "Make me hard. Get it ready before going inside your mouth."
While I continued, I leaned closer and tried to get a whiff of his musk.
"You won't enjoy my scent like that. Put your nose on it." He put a hand behind my head and pulled me in.
My face pressed against his crotch.
As I continued to stroke him, I inhaled the intoxicating manly aroma.
"I haven't showered yet since we came back this evening. You like that?"
"Fuck, yes."
"Show me how much you like it."
I flicked my tongue at the dick head imprinted on the cotton.
Rex hissed.
While I looked up at him, I took the head inside my mouth and sucked.
"Motherfucker!" He held onto the open refrigerator door.
As the spit-soaked fabric became translucent, I danced my tongue on the frenulum.
His dick more than doubled in size.
"That's it. Keep going."
I alternated between licking and sucking until the imprisoned monster peeked out of the briefs' waistband.
"Take it out, Mr. Brewer. Time to unwrap that sausage."
I inserted my fingers in his underwear's elastic and pulled it halfway down his tree-trunk thighs.
The driver's hard meat sprang out and swayed in front of me like a snake meeting its charmer. Precum formed at the head, making it glisten as it reflected light from the refrigerator.
"Will you look at that? You got me so hard I'm leaking so much." Rex swiped the clear liquid with a finger and brought it near my mouth. "Here, have an appetizer."
I wrapped my lips around the thick digit.
A burst of salty flavor entered my mouth.
"Mmm." I savored my straight employee's manly nectar.
"There's more right here." He grabbed his dick at the base. "Come and get it, fag."
I leaned closer and flicked my tongue at the pinkish head.
"You should see yourself from up here. My so-called straight boss is on his knees eating my precum. Where you belong."
Looking up at him, I took another flick.
"Fuck, Mr. Brewer! Put my dick inside your mouth. I can't take it anymore."
I took the driver's dick head in my mouth and sucked, extracting more precum.
More of the salty liquid coated my tongue.
His hand went behind my head. "Yeah, that's it. Suck my cock, boss."
Opening my mouth wider, I took more of him inside.
"Wait. I have an idea." Rex grabbed the red squeeze bottle from the fridge shelf and put a long line of ketchup on his cock. "Now, get back to eating my sausage."
Following his instruction, I bobbed my head at his meat, tasting the tanginess of the condiment mixed with the saltiness of the precum.
"Yeah. Work for my thick white sauce." His hand remained on my head. "I'm sure you fantasize about sucking my cock in the back seat. You're hoping I'll let you do it while I drive you around."
Oh, fuck. That's true.
Without stopping the bobbing of my head, I looked up at him.
"Uh-huh. I know what fags like you think about."
No point in denying it.
I continued sucking him.
When I could take more of Rex's dick in my mouth, he pulled out and stepped toward the kitchen island. "Get up here and dangle your head on the edge."
Holding onto the fridge for leverage, I pulled myself up.
The tie on my robe loosened, exposing my tented boxer briefs for my driver to see.
I let it drop on the floor, climbed the island, and lay as instructed.
"Open wide." Rex stood above my head with his hard cock jutting out of his full bush and thrust his hips.
The meat's girth and length approaching my new position caught me off guard. But I adjusted my mouth to accommodate the straight driver.
"Let's see if you can take my entire cock."
Challenge accepted.
Slowly, he started fucking my face.
I produced more spit to make it slide in smoothly.
"Damn, your mouth feels so good. I shouldn't have waited to use it. I should have made you suck me during the interview."
If he did make me do it that day, I'm sure I would have done it, too. And now that this has happened, I'm not going to waste it. I will not stop until I have tasted his cum.
With each push, more of the monster buried in my mouth until the head hit the back of my throat.
I gagged.
"Easy." Rex pulled away but not all the way out. "Breathe."
Once I recovered, I pulled him back in and relaxed my throat.
The hulk above me resumed fucking my mouth until the head finally breached my throat. "For someone who says he's not gay, you could definitely take cock better than any woman I've been with. I bet your previous driver has used this mouth, too."
I haven't done anything with an employee before. But even if I told him that, I'm sure he wouldn't believe me.
Rex used my throat like I'm nothing but a sex toy. "Yeah, take my fucking cock, you slut. I love seeing your throat swell as it goes in and out. If only your wife could see you, she had no idea her husband can take a cock better than she does."
A surge of pride filled me. I liked giving this straight man pleasure. And I wanted to please him with more than just my mouth.
I pushed him off. "Fuck me, Rex. I want to feel you deep inside me."
"You beat me saying it first. That was always part of the plan." He spun me around like a Lazy Susan and pulled my leg until my ass hung on the edge of the kitchen island. "I won't let this night end without wrecking this fucking pussy."
"Use that as lube." I pointed to the olive oil on the counter while I removed my boxer briefs.
He took the dispenser bottle, poured some of it on my hole, and rubbed circles on the anal ring.
"Take it easy. It's been a while since I got fucked." I grabbed the back of my thighs, pulled it toward my chest, and prepared myself for the invasion.
"Oh, I'll be gentle." My straight driver poured some more on his middle finger before pushing it in. "At first."
My sphincter tightened around the intruder.
Rex started moving the fat digit in and out. "Just relax. We have to loosen this pussy up for something much bigger later."
I watched the bald hunk while he worked me.
"See? My finger is nothing to you. How about we add more?" A second one pushed in.
I closed my eyes as the finger-fucking got tighter.
Once it got easier, he pulled out, used more olive oil, and added a third. It went it smoothly, stretching my back door.
"Ugh." I opened my ass cheeks wider.
The three fingers sawed in and out of me until there was not much resistance anymore. " "Look at that. You're taking it like a champ. This pussy loves to have big things in it. You want me to put something inside, huh, Mr. Brewer?"
"Oh, god, yes. Please put your cock inside."
Rex smirked and pulled his fingers out. "What do you want me to do once it's inside?"
"Fuck me. Fuck me with that big dick."
The straight man pushed his briefs down, poured more oil on his meat, and spread it all over. "Prepare to get wrecked, faggot," he said, lining his fuck spear at my hole.
I tried to relax as the head breached through my loosened ring.
"This is so much tighter than a woman's pussy." He pushed the back of my thighs to lift my ass higher, easing more of his dick in.
"Wait. Stop." I put my hands on his hips to slow him down and curled my toes. "Let me get used to it a bit."
After a minute or two, Rex started slowly moving his hips. With each push, more of his cock went in. His speed kept increasing until any resistance no longer existed.
"Yes, Rex." I whimpered. "Bury that monster inside me. Use my hole to get off."
"If only I got to this pussy sooner, it would be used to take my cock by now. And I will be pounding you on this counter every night while your wife is sleeps in your bed."
"The housekeeper would catch us."
"It didn't stop you from spying on us a week ago."
Shit! He saw me.
"Did you enjoy the show? I bet you wanted to be the one getting fucked instead. Am I right?" Rex started pounding harder into me.
The sound of slapping flesh filled the moonlit kitchen.
"Oh, god, yes. I jerked off in the bathroom thinking about it when I returned."
"You're just like my previous employer. Already married but was a slut for a real man's cock." He pulled out.
"No, put it back."
"Relax, fag. I want you to ride my cock." He slapped my ass before helping me sit up.
I made some room for him.
He climbed on the island, lay on his back, and gripped the base of his erection. "Fuck yourself on this."
After straddling Rex, I squatted down and reached under to aim the head at my hole.
My ass ring molded to the straight man's girth, entering me more smoothly than earlier.
I slowly lowered and raised myself on his monster dick. "Your cock feels so good inside me."
Rex held me by the hips and guided my movement until he bottomed out. "Fuck, I wish I had my phone to take a video of this. I love seeing my dick disappearing into your faggot cunt."
"No, you can't."
"Why not? We can upload it so people can see I have proof that my boss took my dick in his pussy. You'll become a superstar, Mr. Brewer."
"People can't know about this."
"Then, I'll just show my buddies. Do you want that? Want me to show them how well you take a straight man's cock? Will you let them fuck you, too?"
An image of a couple of guys that looked like Rex using me one by one or even at the same time flashed in my head. "Oh, fuck, yes."
He put his hands behind his head and watched me impale myself on his dick. "I knew you would want that. You're such a slut."
I wrapped my hand around my dick and jacked off. "I'm so fucking close."
Rex thrust his hips upward, meeting my ass with every fuck.
"Right there. Keep fucking me right there."
My eyes rolled back.
"I'm going to shoot. Ah!"
The initial cum shot out with so much force it went over the straight man's head.
"Watch it." He kept fucking but blocked with his big paw to keep him from getting hit.
I stopped riding him and aimed my dick down while he kept going.
Shot after shot, white ropes of cum painted his beefy torso until I emptied every drop.
"I'm close, too."
"Feed it to me. I want your cum in my mouth." I lifted off him, climbed down, and stood on the floor, waiting.
Rex knelt on the island, jacking himself as my own sticky cum slid down his body. "If you want my cum, you better get that mouth ready."
I leaned in closer with my mouth open while looking up at him.
He held my chin. "Here comes your late-night snack. Eat all of it, you cum-hungry faggot."
His cock exploded.
The thick, white goo went in my eye, but I stayed in place.
Every time he grunted, more came out, and it went in my mouth.
Once his balls emptied every drop, I swallowed and savored the straight man's potent cum.
While he caught his breath, he swiped the cum on my eye. "You missed a spot."
I opened my mouth and let him feed me with his finger. "Mmm."
"And don't forget to clean up the mess you made."
Leaning forward, I licked my cum off his midsection until there was no trace.
Rex got off the island, picked up his towel and briefs from the floor, and started walking away.
I stared at his perfectly round ass while wiping the rest of the cum on my face.
When he reached the doorway toward the staff quarters, he looked back. "Come back again tomorrow night. I'm going to fuck that pussy in my room."
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