.. sort of like I’d been the previous week, downstairs in the theater.The Prophet ... that’s what I called him, all the way through the encounter..... “Yes, Prophet” and “No, Prophet” ... he also kept up the incredible charade that this was no different than a normal meeting. He was dressed in a pair of Dockers and a turtleneck. And I was naked. Completely naked. He shook my hand and welcomed me, making small talk about the room we were in, the weather, asking me about the drive out; things like. Meko toh mze aa gyjssfer mene usse call kri usne naam sunke kaat diya meko lga reh gya sab kuch but baat yr huyi ke usne 2 minute baad khud call kra and kaha ke sorry pehle attend ni kar payi and ol fer normal baatein chalti rahi.Main hassa rha tha kaafi usse tabhi usne kaha ke tum pasand aaye ho mujhe kya miloge toh mene kaha milne ki shart hai usne pucha kya maine mzak mein hi keh diya ek kiss deni hogi toh usne hasske kaha koi baat ni le lena. Toh agle din par baat aa gyi. Jab main usse. I fondled and nuzzled him, quickly pulling his shorts down and jerking his cock. I also pulled his shorts down in the back and stuck my hard cock between his cheeks. Rather than pull away, he leaned back into me with obvious enjoyment of the physical contact. I suggested we go to the seats and he followed me. I got naked and let him lightly touch my big dick, which he seemed in awe of. He only had about a four inch cock, but it was rock hard—just as I like them. I wanted to go down and get him. Julie who heads up the training team came over to my desk and sat on the corner. “Just popped over to say thanks” she said, I looked up at her enquiringly and gave her one of my cheeky smiles.“you mentioned to Tom on your arrival about how teams should work together; I’ll be only too happy to work with you” she said, how about a drink after work one night so I can say thank you properly! I jumped in with “how about Friday”? which for me was idea as my girlfriend was going to be away on.