I was sure my boner had blown my chance of this job. We talked for a long time, I just love being around him. I looked for any opportunity to be around this guy. As the store manager, Trey he spent alot of time in his little office in back, but I became the biggest brown nose around. I would buy him coffee, soda, or his favorite meatloaf sandwich from Boston Market. Anything I could do to spend time with him. One day around lunch time, I opened the door to his office and there he was taking off his pants. I apoligized for not knocking, but he just said come in and close the door. He said he had a doctors appointment and wanted to get into something fresh before going.
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Dear God, this man was standing in front of me shirtless in his underwear.
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I was truely able to see the shape of his cock, the size of his balls and when he turned I could see how his briefs had creeped up the crack of his ass. I also got to see the silky dark arm pit hair and his thick treasure trail. It was all I could do to keep from attacking him right at that moment. Seeing this beautiful, nearly perrfect man standing in front of me, got me rock hard. I felt precum dripping from the end of my cock. As I sat there, I questioned why he wanted me to come into his office while he was changing. I didn’t know why and didn’t care, I got to his body. Trey continued to get dressed and said he’d be back in a couple of hours. After he left, I picked up his shirt and brought it to my face so I could get his scent. His shirt was still warm and it had a fresh, masculine scent. I kept his shirt at my face and rubbed my swollen cock as I breathed in his manly odor. I welcomed it because it came from the feelings I had for him. My only regret was that he hadn’t left his worn underwear for me to enjoy. I continued to look for any opportunity to talk to or be with him. As time went on, we talked more and seemed to find time together. There were days when he semed less talkative, and I finally asked if he was alright.