Show's over

I stood backwards, my cock and balls sliding off my desk. My cock now stood to attention, hard and facing forward, almost pointing at her.

"Show's over!" I said. My hands rushed, tugging my shirt back down and then trying to cover my hard cock. "I mean, the presentation is over."

How can I even look her in the eye after doing that?!

That's it Ren, GAME OVER! How could you have been so stupid!!

"So that's it Mrs Elvgren. I'm sure you'll find everything in order."

... Career over. Instant dismissal. Gross negligence. Oh god, LAWSUITS!

"Any questions?" I asked.

Like the number of my lawyer?

10 minutes later...

I shut the door behind me.

Omg! She signed it. No lawyers. No questions. Even the "It's your fault" clause. All signed.

I sat back down in my chair.

Whoa, that was surreal. Ten minutes ago I was sure I would be sacked. Now I could get that promotion. This deserves a celebration but what? A cigar? Champagne?

My cock bounced up between my legs.

Wait, I know...