"What!" Carl said. "Come on. You must be joking. What are you talking about? Fired?"Everything about John told me that it was no joke. It was unreal. ...hey couldn't fire John or Daniel. Where would they go to get a new job? This was the only factory in our little town; no other jobs were to be found within a hundred miles or so, unless you were extremely lucky or wanted to be a farmhand or fisherman. Besides, the company was doing fine and making a good profit every year. We had plenty of. It runs in my family. See, everyone I'm related to is built like a biker. We're all chunky, but under that bit'o'flab is pure muscle. The guy who grabbed my mother's arm on Black Friday wasn't expecting that. I'm getting off track already, I apologize...Right, details. I have brown hair and grey eyes. My lookers are probably my best feature. I've never really liked anything else body-wise, so they're kinda the only thing I like besides one OTHER thing...Anyway, on with this story...A while. But I certainly liked the feeling of her soft hand encircling my cock.I dozed off with her arm wrapped around my body and her hand wrapped around my dick. I was in a very deep sleep I guess. I began to rouse, with no sense of how long I'd been asleep, when I felt Lynn pushing me down in the bed. She'd gotten me pushed down pretty far while I was sound asleep, because by the time I was awake enough to open my eyes, my face was even with Ben's waist. He was sleeping mostly on his back, but turned. But we both knew that his cock would have gone into my mouth if SHE had ordered it, and that neither one of us would have stopped it. I had barely gotten back to my desk when my secretary announced that SHE was on the phone again."Yes dear," I said into the phone."I was just looking through this very interesting book named 'The Encyclopedia of Unusual Sexual Practices'." I'm sure SHE heard my groan when I heard the title of the book. "In here," SHE continued, "there is an article about men.