Make him ride your dick as he joins the call

You spit on your dick to slime it up. You are so ready to finally fuck this beast of a man. He was logging into his computer, confidence through the floor. You suspect he knew what would happen once he joined the call. You gazed predatorily as he sorted himself out for the call. He didn't even try to make himself presentable, completely mindfucked and knowing there was more humiliation to come. He clicked onto the link and waited to be admitted to the call.

"Set it up so the camera shows as much of me on the chair as it can." You say, "Keep yourself centre of the frame though."

He folowed you wordlessly. You admired as you sat there, dick hard and glistening, ready to finally fuck your boss. There was a ding and he was joined to the call.

"Aah, Dale, very nice of you to join us." A voice said.

There was a pause though. An air of awkwardness though.

"Dale," the voice said again, "where's your shirt?"

"Uhh-"

"Don't worry about it." you say, behind your nervous boss.

Another awkward pause. You hoped that the man speaking would accept what you said. He should if he was in the age range. Even if he wasn't, the note said no consequences. You waited with a breath, your confidence slowly slipping the longer it took for a response.

"... Very well." the voice said, "Anyways, for this meeting, I wanted to follow up with what we discussed last meeting."

As the man in the call started droning on, you whispered into Dale's ear.

"I want you to keep your mic and camera on as you slide that fat ass down my pole."

He gulped, moving his fingers to ensure everything will be witnessed. Slowly, he backed himself up, exposing more of his body to the camera. His hand reached back and grasped your rock hard member. Holding it in position, he slowly squatted down. You felt the tip press against his tight hole. There was a pause. A resistance. A grunt. Then a breach. Your cock slipped into his man cavern, crushed by the hot walls. You had never experienced such an enveloping heat, the warmth crushing your dick in the most pleasurable way. You moaned as he sat lower, hearing his groans at the intruding member. Once again, the meeting went quiet, before the same voice spoke again.

"Dale, what the fuck are you doing?"

You glanced past the older man to see over a dozen faces staring at you both. In Dale's small window, the majority of his naked body was on display, very obviously having sex with someone. While you were hidden behind his hulking figure, it was clear a man was sat in his chair and he was in the process of sodomising himself. What really took your interest were the faces staring back at you. The majority of them were old men, blank faced or slightly annoyed at the interruption. But not shocked. Not disgusted. Just neutral. These men were over 60 and did not care that one of their colleagues was being fucked by another man in a zoom call. Well, most of them. At least 3 screens were dumbfounded faces, staring in pure shock. These men seemed to fit your age range, and were being affected by your presence. Dale continued sinking down your dick slowly, gasping and grunting at each inch.

"Umm," the same voice continued shakily, "I think we should flag this call and reconvene this afternoon. How does that sound?"

Several older members voiced their displeasure, but all slowly switched off. You were eventually left with five men left in the call. Three were in their fifties, while two appeared in their forties, one being the man who kept speaking. He again broke the awkwardness.

"I don't know what is going on, but this is not professional." he said, though voice sounded weak, "Count your blessings you're not sacked and arrested right now."

By this time, your boss had got every inch of you inside of him and was beginning to slowly bounce up and down on your dick. With the less people, the remaining members in the call had bigger boxes and you could make them out better. Four of them were like Dale and managers of their particular branches. Only one of them you would call a daddy as the rest were not much to look at. The fifth man, though, the one who kept speaking. This was Andrew Chambers, the son and second in command of the CEO of the entire corporation. At only 41, he was already qualified to take the reigns from his CEO father in his 70's, but the man refused to budge. Instead, he would deal with the meetings and individually visit the branches every once in a while to ensure everything was running smoothly. And now, he was watching in wide eyed shock and slight curiosity as one of the older managers bounced up and down on a young employee's cock.