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The Offer- Part 3/3
🕑 Added 2024-08-30 21:06:46 +0000 UTCI hope this final part gets your long weekend off to a great start... and I hope it gets you off as well đ This story was so hot for me to write, and I hope that you love it as much as I do. The fully exposed photos of Ryan on the VIP server will be on the cherry on top, so make sure and upgrade to VIP if you haven't already to see those. If that doesn't do it for you, then I don't know what will... but there are extra perks listed on the Membership page for VIPs as well that you can message me about receiving. Happy Labor Day Weekend!
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Carter:
âWait Tom, I-â
Once I made eye contact with my boss, I realized that I wasnât sure what I could even say in this situation. What could I possibly come up with to keep him from opening that door? This floor was supposed to basically be empty right now, so no one else would have a meeting there. He had to approve any maintenance orders as well so I couldnât use that excuse.
I was stumped, but I wouldnât be stalling too long because Ryan decided to give me an ultimatum as he opened the door.
âFinally Shirley, I was wondering how much longer it would be before that suit was delivered!â
I had been stunned into silence almost immediately, but Ryan didnât even look up until he was done talking. He finally locked eyes with the man in front of him and not the secretary he was expecting.
âI donât have an extra suit for you⌠and donât call me Shirley.â The reference went over my old classmateâs head as both of them turned to look at me. âCare to explain what is going on here? Now?â
âYes sir, of course sir, I⌠wellâ
âListen, whoever you are, Iâll be the one to explain what happened. Your coworker let me get the upper hand on this deal in exchange for my suit.â
âI think you need to reevaluate who you are talking to.â
âHey man, just let me know when Tom gets upstairs because I think I need to talk to someone who knows how to do business.â
Tom was amused now, and he looked over at me for input, but I just held my hands up in the air.
âWell today is your lucky day- Iâm Tom Conlin.â
Holding out his hand, Ryan seemed too stunned to move his forward at all.
âWait⌠I met Tom in the elevator on my way up, and it wasnât you.â
âWell unless youâre talking about an elevator at the airport, then you are mistaken.â
âI, uh- Carter. Help me out here bud!â
Tom shot me another inquisitive look, but I was doing better letting Ryan talk for me.
âSorry Ryan, but I thought you were leading negotiations- werenât you?â
âBoth of you- sit down so we can figure this out.â
It took about five minutes to explain everything that happened, and not even once did Tom bring up the fact that one of us could easily grab Ryanâs suit from my office. Throughout each detail, he sat there almost naked in the leather armchair, squirming a bit as he tried to unpeel his muscular thighs from the seat below him.
âSo Ryan, what do you have to say for yourself?â
âI think you should consider who you employ here.â
Tomâs eyebrows darted up onto his forehead at that.
âOh really? Is that what you think?â He leaned forward, pushing the portfolio heâd been looking through over to Ryan. âBecause at least my employee made sure to read the updated contract before the meeting began.â
âWhat are you talking about?â
Ryan grabbed the folder and started looking through it, rifling through papers too quick to even catch any of the information listed there.
âRyan, let me lay it out for you. In your remarks, you stated that you negotiated a rate of 10% with a September start date in exchange for your suit. Is that correct?â
âYes, and it wasnât even difficult.â
âWell, it shouldnât have been because those details were already agreed to in an earlier round of negotiations. You traded your suit for nothing.â
I had been sitting on the side through all of this, but finally, Ryan turned his attention towards me.
âWhat did you do this for?â
âFirst of all, my name is Colin. Not Carter.â
âSeriously?â
âAlso, you have fallen upwards into your position, and I did want to test how long it would take for you to figure out that youâve been played. It turns out that that moment never came.â
He had no rebuttal for that, and Ryan turned back to my boss.
âAre you going to let Cart- I mean Colin talk to me like that?â
Tomâs smirk that he couldnât quite hide revealed his true intentions, but he got serious again.
âColin will be disciplined at a later date, but for now, I think itâs time we wrapped all of this up. We will get your suit back to you right after you sign for your company.â
âAbout time.â
âBut I think you still need to be taught a lesson about professionalism and caring about your job. Wearing that underwear proves that you care more about showing off your body than your business acumen, so Iâll grant you that wish.â
âCome again?â
âYour hearing is one of the few things that isnât an issue, but Iâll repeat myself. Iâll finished Colinâs little charade that he started and require you to hand over your underwear to us.â
âAny why would I do that?â
âConsider it collateral. Weâre allowing you to walk out of here with your dignity, and I wonât be informing your superiors of the details of this meeting. We also want to make sure that you wouldnât head uptown and lie about any of this either- if you do, then we will make sure your superiors have a package addressed to them with these little briefs as proof. Deal?â
Ryan had lost, and for the first time in his career so far, he finally realized.
Ryan:
This couldnât be happening, but here I was, pinned against a wall.
Once I drove back to my office, I wouldnât be able to say anything to my boss or else heâd be receiving my sweat-soaked briefs by express mail. Even without that blackmail, my boss was golfing buddies with my father so Iâd have his shame as well once he found out.
No, I had to do this, and then I could forget that it ever happened.
Standing up, I took a step back so that Tom and Car- Colin would be able to see me. I knew they wanted to- this wasnât just about proving a point. It took me until now, but Iâve figured out that Colin did all of this just to see me naked. He was getting what he wanted, and I was getting nothing. The only way to make this better would be to get it done quickly.
Grabbing onto the waistband, I began bulling the minimal fabric down my muscled thighs with one vice grip around my dick. It felt so weird to be touching it outside of my condo or my office, and I wondered if Iâd get hard in front of these men. I didnât want either of them to think I was turned on by them, so I just hurried up the process and let my underwear fall to my ankles.
With a nod from Tom, Colin walked over and grabbed them off the ground, and I watched as he rubbed the fabric between his fingers before tossing them onto the center of the conference table. They looked out of place on the large slab of mahogany wood, but not as out of place as I did standing there without a single stitch of clothing.
âYou good now?â
âOh Mr. Parker, I think you already know the answer to that question.â
I did, but I still hoped that heâd change his mind. Without any option but bribery left, I lowered my hands to my sidesâŚ
Colin:
He was doing it- he was really doing it. Ryan was actually fucking naked in front of us. There was a hint of blush to his cheeks, and I wondered if he was actually feeling any shame right now. He had always been so proud of his body, but I didnât know if that would extend to showing it off like this. I remember him purposefully losing at beer pong back in the day to force himself to take naked laps around the blocks, but there was always some coed then that he was trying to impress.
His cock rested on his balls, pointing out at us, as if we needed some arrow to tell us where to look. Even Tom wasnât trying to hide his gaze, but he knew that neither one of us could ever reveal anything about this meeting again so he was safe.
âWait Tom, what if Ryan simply tried to say that this was all a smear campaign? He could simply say that the underwear wasnât his if asked.â
âYou know what? Youâre right?â There was a smug look on Ryanâs face now as he thought he had gained the upper hand, but he didnât know that he was just posing now. Tom quickly pulled out his phone to take a photo to cement his blackmailâs legitimacy before promptly asking me to go grab Ryanâs suit.
I wanted to say some final insult as I left, but I knew that Ryan had already been destroyed- there was no use to add more. Not when I already had this scene burned into my memories.
We let him get dressed alone in there, and once heâd done up his last button, he pushed past us without another word. It almost looked like there were tears welling up in the corners of his eyes, but he was past us before we could confirm. We waited until he was safely in the elevator before either one of us spoke.
âYou know that I could fire you, right?â
âI do.â
âBut you know that I wouldnât.â
âTrue as well.â
âYouâre going to wear these to work tomorrow under your suit, and then weâre going to negotiate after work.â
