This story was not written by me but inspired by my life by author Kyle. Plot is true but some events are embellished by Kyle.
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I could not believe it. He was going to have me underfoot the whole time he was talking and having lunch with my girlfriend. I wanted to get up and give the guy a piece of my mind but his left foot tweaked my nose and I was neutralized. Minutes later Lauren showed up. "So nice to meet you Lauren, I have heard so much about you. You are absolutely gorgeous just like Kyle described."
"Thank you. Nice to meet you too. By the way where is he."
"Unfortunately he is out on a special assignment for me and he is probably not going to be able to make it but I have already ordered a catered lunch so we might as well go ahead and eat it." George began his interrogation of Lauren. Some how he always got the conversation to turn to me and my faults and what she did not like about me. I was furious but just as I was about to get up George's foot planted itself on my face and stayed there. " I am going on vacation next week, a cruise in fact."
"Wow that is pretty exciting. I have always wanted to go on one of those." Lauren sounded intrigued.
"You should come along then. I have an extra ticket. I mean just as friends. Kyle never has to know." This guy was one bold dickhead. I tried to fight but I was completely incapacitated by his foot resting on my face. I literally could do nothing about the situation. "You don't have to decide now but here is my card, give me a call. I just need someone to keep me company on this trip and you seem like such a nice person." I thought Lauren would get up and slap him for being so forward but she seemed like she had fallen under his spell as well. I could not believe it. I heard her get up to leave and I thought she was going to give it him.
"It was so nice to meet you Mr. Ryan."
"Call me George. Give me a call later. It will be fun." George's foot pressed down on my nose.
"Oh, I will. thank you so much." The door slammed closed and George peaked under his desk.
"What did you think of that bitch?"
"I don't know how you could do something so awful?"
"What are you talking about. You got off easy. Can you imagine what she would think if she had seen you under my desk smelling my feet. You owe me one bro. Anyhow she is going on that cruise. Maybe I will send you some pictures." He laughed at this barb and continued my torture. "Get those socks off bitch. You can lick my feet the rest of the afternoon while I handle this conference call." I did as I was told and pulled his socks off. I was licking my boss's feet again and this was even after he invited my girl on a cruise. "By the way, next week Tony is in charge of you. That guy is going to have two little bitches. What a lucky SOB." I fretted those last words. It was bad enough worrying about George putting the moves on my girl but I was sure to be under Tony's feet most of the week next week. what the hell had happened to me?
After another humiliating day at the office, all I wanted to do was go home and unwind. When I got home there was a message from Lauren on my phone. She wanted to go out. That was the last thing I wanted to do but after the way she acted like a schoolgirl around George I figured I had no choice. The sad thing was that I could not even confront her about the cruise next week. It is sort of hard to admit you heard the conversation because you were under your boss's desk kissing up to his smelly feet. That probably would not fly.
At dinner that night she came out with the news I dreaded hearing. She told me she was going out of town next week to visit her mom who was sick. I hoped that she would not take George's invitation but knew deep down inside that she probably would. Not only was I George's total bitch but now he was putting the moves on my girlfriend. How did my life get turned upside down like this?
After dinner I was determined to change her mind with some great sex. It completely backfired. I could not get it up. Lauren looked so beautiful and I was helpless. She started to laugh at me. It made me sort of angry. Now I was determined. I am ashamed to admit this, but I thought of George. His feet to be specific. It did not take long before I was back in business. I guess the only way I was going to get an erection was to think about his stinky feet. I was sure glad he did not know that. I pictured them rubbing on my helpless face. For some reason I imagined Lauren watching him do it and laughing at me. It was getting pretty weird when I finally came. I opened my eyes and after all my trouble all she could say was "Are you finished big boy?". It was obvious she meant it in a pejorative way. She had often poked fun at my smaller than average penis and this was just another one of her barbs at my expense. All I could think about during her fun was George and his huge dick. That morning in the restroom cleaning his urinal. Him being careless and the piss that brushed my cheek. I did not do a thing. I guess I was in awe of his manhood. I actually wondered what Lauren would do if she got fucked by him. Probably would have the ride of her life.
A few minutes later she got up and started dressing. She usually spent the night after we would have sex but now she made an excuse. This was not a good sign. We were probably done. I could do nothing to stop George now. He probably would do whatever he pleased to her on the cruise. I dressed and walked her to the door and tried for a goodbye kiss. She shockingly ducked away, but made it seem like just a missed connection. I was crestfallen. My life had fallen apart and it had only taken a week. The fact that I was enjoying part of it made me even sadder.
That night while trying to fall asleep, all I could think about was George. What humiliation would be next? I couldn't possibly sink much lower. Admittedly my spirit was very close to being broken. I could recognize that and sure he probably knew as well. I had a feeling that tomorrow was going to be another unpleasant day for yours truly.
The next day started off better than I expected. One of the executives at our branch was transferring to an office out of state. That meant a job was opening up that was more suited to my talents. George did say that being his assistant would most likely just be temporary. I just had to wait for the right moment to ask about the position. When I came in George was dozing on his couch. It was 7:30 and I could not blame him for sleeping. There was a ton of work on his desk and I guessed it was my job to start on it. It was actually sort of cool doing the work of a big shot. George had a position that I always aspired to be. Maybe with this executive position opening I would finally have my chance to make my dreams come true. I really buckled down and worked hard on the stack of paperwork. Every once and awhile I would steal a glance at George. He looked so peaceful resting on the couch. Why shouldn't he? His bitch would do his work for him.
Finally at about 10 AM, he woke up. He stretched a little and immediately went to the his bathroom. No hello or how are you, just immediately went to the bathroom. I hoped he was not taking another shit. That would probably mean me wiping his ass again and kissing his butt cheeks. It was a really long piss and he finally finished up about two minutes later. When he walked out of the bathroom he finally acknowledged my presence.
"Did you get most of my work done yet?"
"Uh yes sir. There were quite a few things to do in that stack on your desk but I should have most of it done by noon."
"Good, all I want to do is watch Sportscenter." With that he fell back on to the couch and flipped on the television. He had on his wing tips today and they had not been worn since I shined them. When the first commercial came on I took my chance.
"Sir, I see Brian is leaving us. I was wondering if I might have a chance at his position?"
"I don't know about that. A lot of people have been here longer than you. That probably would not be very fair. Besides, you are working pretty well in the position you're in now."
"It's just that you said-"
"I know what I said bitch, but things change. I have a sweet deal going too. You do most of my work and I treat you like my slave. Why would I consider giving you an executive position. No, I think you are going to be my assistant for a long long time." He just smiled when he said that. I thought for a moment about quitting right there but once again could not bring myself to do it. Instead I acquiesced.
"Yeah, I guess you're right. Probably would not be fair." George smiled when he heard my response. He knew that anyone with any kind of dignity would have walked right out of the office.
"Besides you love being my bitch, just admit it." I did not even hesitate with my answer.
"Yes I do. I'm sorry I even bothered you with it." Once again George won another round and I was stuck being his bitch. I kept telling myself I had to find a way out but another part of me was loving how this whole thing was turning out.
"By the way, I got a call from Lauren. She is coming on the cruise with me next week. We are going to have so much fun. Too bad you will be here slaving away. Then again slaving away is what you are best at. I just don't know what Tony is going to do next week with two bitches. That guy is not going to have to lift a fucking finger around here. I guess I will get to experience it when he goes on vacation next month." He was really enjoying himself as he tormented me. "I wonder what I should do with your girl on the cruise? Any ideas bitch?"
I fell silent. I had nothing to say and really felt uncomfortable.
"Of course you don't have any suggestions. If you did, she probably would not be fooling around behind your back." He really knew how to stick the knife in and turn it. " I think I am going to step out and take a walk around this fair city of ours. I will be back in a couple of hours for lunch. Try to have all this work done by then. I don't want to be burdened with it when I come back."
I just shook my head in agreement. George smirked at me as he got up from the couch. "If Lauren calls tell her I stepped out for a few hours. I doubt she would want to talk to you. Unless of course she had a small penis joke to tell you." I could not believe Lauren told him about that. I must have turned several shades of red. George just laughed as he slammed the door to his office. The office that had become my prison.
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