Checking your company(ies)

A few months ago, your third wife gave you a low level position in her company.You didn’t use her position as CEO to gain a better rank, because you want to respect the work system. Fortunately, work was really easy. On day 1 you work as a janitor, by day 3 senior manager, day 6 regional manager, and by day 10 you’re already co-owning the company with your lovely wife. Other guys tend to accuse you of nepotism, but you are actually just that good. The company’s data analysts said that profit and productivity has increased 9000% since they hired you.

But more importantly, today is a meeting between companies. Your wife said it’s a meeting with other companies you will be buying soon. You take a seat in your large throne-like seat, only wearing a tie with absolutely nothing else as your work outfit. Your muscles twitching a bit as you breath, your cock pulsing as your lovely wife licks it from under the desk

The male CEOs of other companies are looking at you with either confusion or disgust, a bit hard to say, but you just gave a warm smile. “So… do we have a deal, ladies and gentlemen?”

They all seemed a bit too scared to say anything, but a middle aged man who seemed most angry suddenly stood up and shouted, “Why in the hell should we sell our companies to you!?”

One of your busty secretaries adjusts her glasses and hands him papers and papers of the advantages of their companies being owned by you, the richest man in the world. From your natural business sense allowing to predict the economy in your sleep, your company’s monopoly making competing against you being unwise, to your popular persona in the eyes of the public

This shut the middle aged man up, unable to come up with any counter argument

“Oh, but sir?” You called, “You can always refuse! Im not forcing you on anything”

They stayed quiet and shook their head

You smiled happily, “Thank you so much! I’m sure this cooperation will bring us all more prosperity”

And while you mean good, you can sense the sharp look from the other guys. But as your wife has said, don’t mind them, other men just don’t know any better.

Your wife starts licking faster “Deary? Can I get a celebratory cum shower?”

“Oh of course!” You touch your meaty cock, “Sorry about this gentlemen, but my wife needs this, you may leave if you want”

But before they can react, your hard cock is already bursting through the conference table. Your gigantic balls churning out impossibly huge amounts of cum. The whole room soon was painted white with your thick and warm cum. Your wife and secretaries orgasming as the smell hits their nose