The German Job

Relying on the organisational skill of your new boss, you did nothing to inform your old company about quitting. He promised he'd take care of it all and you have no reason do not trust the man's ability to fully deal with all your affairs. So this Friday, when you wake up, showered and got yourself ready, your way to work leads you to his hotel, to the door familiar to you from yesterday and as you knock you are let in immediately.

He opens naked, just like yesterday, he has no qualms with that at all, even if it had been anyone else but you. What surprises you more, though - much more – is the get up of the other present Germans. Or the lack their of. They’re naked too, all other three men and two women of his entourage present. Casually, leisurely. You’re aware – before by stereotyping and after your research by some official confirmation about Germans' more lenient attitude towards nudity – one that you really envied, now in your perfect presentable body more than ever, but you clearly hadn't expected it to reach this – business meeting. But it shouldn't come as a surprise, now that you think of it. You were aware and so was he and so was everyone else in the room that this meeting would in some kind involve sex, so – you guess - it’s just efficient.

You lick your lips ads the CEO approaches you.

“Fräulein Lexi. Guten Morgen. Welcome to your first day."

He hugs you tightly, his hand on your ass, his flaccid cock pressed against your belly.

You look around for a moment as he let’s you go.

“Thanks again so much for this opportunity, mein Herr.”

Everyone's looking at you, so you feel free to return the gaze. The other three men, mid 30 to mid 50 you estimate are all still flaccid – you have to smirk. Like well tuned German machines that don't power up before needed. The other women – fully confident to be naked in the presence of the men – nod at you, the one who picked you up yesterday busily typing something into a laptop – you don't know if to admire her work ethics to actually get work done in this atmosphere, but you’ll later find out she was just sending the last email to get you your visa in time. So it’s – necessary work to make your being here official. The other woman is in a soft voiced conservation with the the two older men while the youngest man sits on the corner of the bed seemingly awaiting for some sign from a superior to get busy. You would have easily dropped your clothes, had the Big Boss been alone like yesterday, but in this new situation you again feel as shaky and insecure as you...

“Ausziehen!”

The CEO takes the decision out of your hands. Because of course he does. By now of course you need no translation of the most important command you learned so far.

You quickly peel out of your clothes – your new exhibitionism and pride of your hot body carefully groomed over the last days blooms in this environment of people who have no problem with casual nudity that you don’t feel awkward for a second.

You see appreciative smiles and one or two whistles as you stand naked in front of the Germans.

“Da haben Sie nicht übertrieben, Chef.”

The man who you made out as the CEO’s right hand eyes you and nods approvingly and you blush at what is obviously a compliment.

“Auf die Knie, Fräulein Lexi!”, the CEO addresses you.

Another German phrase you easily remember after hearing it only once. As he taught you, you go down on your knees, legs spread, hands behind your head.

You look up to him expectantly.

“I am sorry, we’re rude, aren't we? Would you like some breakfast? German sausages you seem to like a lot. How about plums?”

He chuckles, his employees laugh at your frown.

“Right, you don’t use that term in English, do you?”

He pats the plump pussy of the older of the women.

“German word of the day. ‘Die Pflaume’ Repeat!”

You can't help but giggle as you do. These language lessons are fun.

“Good. Of course it’s just one of many words for this body part, you'll learn… but enough theorizing. Suit yourself, you must be hungry!”

You are, and greedily begin to lick his Wiener. It gets hard immediately. As expected. German precision. Not a second to early, but ready when needed. Even with a man his age, reliable and steady a clock.

You take the hard rod into your mouth and suck it gently. You want to show your new boss you can tackle tasks proactively, can be more than just the rag-doll he tossed around and used yesterday. No matter how much you enjoyed that. You stroke his balls as you feel his glans against the back of your throat. Hear him moan as he very much enjoys being at the receiving end. You work diligently until he grabs your hair and pulls your head back.

“Before you overeat on this one, I’d like to present you with the breakfast Buffet , mein Fräulein!”

Your eyes follow the direction of his hand gesture and see the other Germans lined up next to him, three cocks, all uncircumcised and rock solid now and two very pretty, juicy pussies.

“Your new job subjects you to me mostly, but not exclusive. I have an open door policy with my closest co-workers, that applies to your - doors as well.”

He winks at you and you nod. Shift slightly to the right and begin caressing the cock of his right hand man.

It goes a long well, nothing you've adapted as fast to in your new life as a woman as handling cocks. Somewhere very deep inside the remains of Alexander that’s left in you may be furious at you much of a cock slut you've become in such a short time, but he was hungry for cock himself... That you love cocks so much as woman must mean you secretly longed for them as a man, too, right? You were just a repressed little bitch, not like these strong confident men who are open and settled enough to show their bi….. you almost **** as you realize your train of thoughts that your horny mind has taken you on. Why did you just identify your old male self as a closeted gay? What made you think of… you let your eyes wander up and realize what you’ve only notices subconsciously. The CEO has started to kiss his right hand man on the cheek.

You freeze for a second. One part of your research also was a very progressive attitude in general society as well in corporate culture to LGBTQ people – unfortunate exceptions always existing, naturally – but you sure as hell hadn't expected to see kissing men to so unceremoniously in a work orgy. This is new to you and…..