Taking Care Of The Boss
by Graham S

In Part 1 of my story, I described the first time I got to worship my boss' hot sweaty feet. Worshipping his sexy feet became an end-of-week ritual for us. Every Friday afternoon, he would come to my office, ostensibly to discuss the week's work, but in reality, for me to worship his feet for a half hour or more. Realizing how turned on I got from the stink of his feet, he began wearing his black otc socks for 2-3 days in a row. Every Friday afternoon, the ritual was the same. He would enter my office, sit in my chair and stretch out his legs. I would kneel at his feet and slip his Italian loafers off. He would then press his hot, moist smelly sock-clad feet into my face, allowing me to inhale that wonderful stink.

He would tell me to take out my cock which would be rock-hard by this time. He'd drop one foot onto my cock and I'd begin worshipping his other. I'd slowly peel the sock off. As his heel was exposed, I'd begin licking it and scraping my teeth across it. As I continued to pull his sock off, I'd lick his sole and flick my tongue along his arch; I'd gently bite the ball of his foot, then run my tongue along behind his toes; and, finally, once his sock was off completely, I'd suck each toe into my hot, wet mouth. By this time, he'd have opened his suit pants and pushed them and his boxers down and he'd have begun stroking his big cock.

The sight of his hot sweaty feet in my mouth really turned him on. He'd drop that saliva-coated foot into my lap and rub my leaking cock with it while I went to work on his other foot. After 10-15 minutes of worshipping his foot, he'd put it on my cock and use both feet to jerk me off. I'd lean forward and lick his balls as he continued to stroke his big hard cock. Sometimes he'd want to watch me jerk my cock while I held his stiff, smelly black socks over my nose and mouth. Without fail, however, he'd make me cum all over his feet. And then, while watching me lick his feet clean, he'd jerk himself to a climax, blasting his load all over his abs and chest. Our Friday afternoon ritual continued throughout the heat of the summer.

Unfortunately, my boss left the company and moved to the west coast early in the fall. However, in November, I got the chance to go out to Vancouver on business and, of course, I arranged to meet up with him after work one day. He arrived at my hotel room around 6 p.m. and I wasted no time in getting down on the floor in front of his sweaty feet. I slipped off his shoes and began sniffing and licking and gently biting his sweaty black sock clad feet. As I began peeling his socks off, he stopped me and ordered me to strip. Being his obedient office boy, I of course obeyed instantly.
Then he surprised me by undressing as well, leaving only his black over-the-calf socks on. He lay down on the bed and I knelt at his sweaty smelly sock-clad feet. Inhaling deeply, I began sucking his toes and licking his feet through the socks. Lifting one foot, I began pulling the sock off. When his heel was exposed, I began biting it gently. Then, as more of his sole was exposed, I licked along its length and then fluttered my tongue along his arch. When I began biting the ball of his foot, I was rewarded with a long, loud moan. I ran my tongue along behind his toes and then, beginning with his little toe, sucked each toe into my mouth and probed between them with the tip of my tongue.
Looking up, I saw that his big cock was rock-hard, standing 10" straight up. I moved to his other foot and repeated the process. After about 30 minutes of licking and sucking his hot sweaty feet, I took a chance and began licking my way up his muscular legs. As I was flicking my tongue along his inner thighs, he grabbed me by the arm pits and pulled me up on top of him, raised his one arm and pushed my face into his sweaty armpit with the other. Oh man! I was in heaven. First his sweaty feet and now his sweaty pits!! I licked that hot, sweaty pit clean and then he pushed my face into his other pit.

Suddenly, he rolled me over onto my back and then climbed up on top of me so he was sitting on my chest. He started slapping my face with his rock-hard dick asking if "his little cocksucker wanted to taste his big man cock". As I nodded 'yes', he shoved his cock into my mouth. Grabbing onto the headboard, he began fucking my face. Then, just as suddenly as he had gotten on top of me, he slid down off me, grabbed my feet and pushed them up towards my head.
Dropping a big gob of spit on my hole, he looked at me and snarled "gonna fuck you boy... you've wanted my big cock in your boy pussy for a long time, haven't you?!"

I whispered "yes, Sir" as he used his cockhead to spread his spit around my hole.

He began pushing against my hole. It hurt... a lot... and he realized that. All of a sudden, he bit my heel and then the ball of my foot. I'm not sure why, perhaps because I was so surprised, but my ass muscles relaxed completely and his cock slid right in. He pulled out 'til just his cockhead was still in me and then, as he pushed back in, he began licking my feet! Oh God! I was truly in heaven. Not only was I being fucked by the man whose feet I'd worshipped for months, but he was licking and sucking my feet!! He was going wild, pounding my hole and licking, sucking, biting and scraping his teeth all over my feet.

I grabbed one of his moist sweaty socks and held it to my nose as I began jerking my dick. I couldn't take it any longer. With a scream, I began blasting jet after jet of cum across my abs and chest. As my spasming hole worked his cock, he yelled that he was going to cum. Burying his cock right to the balls, he began moaning and groaning as he pumped his load into me. That was the one and only time he fucked me, but it was one of the best fucks of my life! We met up one more time at his office before I flew home to Toronto.

That's when he gave me my prized souvenir - a pair of stiff, smelly black otc dress socks that he'd been wearing for over a week, sealed in a plastic bag!

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