"Sean I hear you. You believe you're ready for a promotion in this big business. There is a training program all of us in management have gone through that are in management positions at this place. I will submit your name for consideration in the next available training. How does that sound?" asks my boss.
"Sounds great! Thank you so much for this opportunity. When will I hear something?" I ask Mitch.
Mitch answers, "within a few days by email."
"Great, thanks again!" I say as I get up and start to make my way out of Mitche's office.
"Not going to lie Sean, it's a challenging training and will push your limits. Be ready for anything," says Mitch.
"Noted," I reply and head out the door.
A few days later I get an email. It tells me to report at 7p.m. Friday evening to the training session on one of the upper floors of the office building.
I spend the next few days anticipating the training Friday night. I spend time working out to release the stress and play video games.
Friday evening I dress in a good business outfit and arrive at the building a little early. I get on the elevator and press button. When the door opens at my desired floor there is a man there to great me.
"Hello, what is your name?" He asks.
"I'm Sean Smith," I say.
"Take this tablet and go sit with the others. Review the file that is open. When the rest arrive I will review it with you all. You can call me Mike. I will help facilitate the beginning of this process. Please go sit down," says Mike.
I take the tablet and head over to where the rest are seated. There are several men and women and they are not talking they are just looking at their tablets or their phones.
I say, "Hello," and they all reply with a greeting.
Mike immediately says, "stop talking at this time and read."
I turn on the tablet and begin reading what appears to be a non disclosure agreement with my name in it. There is a lot to read. A few more people arrive.
Eventually Mike walks over to us and says "To participate in this training for the company you must sign this NDA. Essentially you can't talk about what will happen at the training event or anything you will be asked to do. Go to the last page and sign it if you wish to participate. It's written by lawyers that you'll never be able to afford so either sign it or leave."
"What's with the fucking attitude?" I think to myself. Everyone scrolls to the last page and signs the NDA.
Mike looks at his tablet and says, "Good you've all signed it. I will now load another NDA and explain it to you."
I look at my tablet and open the new document and begin to read it.
Mike speaks again, "Allow me to explain this new NDA. The rest of the training session will be voluntary. Should you choose to leave at this time, you will be considered in the eyes of the company to have finished the training officially and you will be given a one time ten thousand dollar bonus and certificate of completion. By signing the previous NDA you will not be allowed to share any of the information I am about to tell you with anyone, ever.
Do you all understand?" He asks us.
We all agree that we understand. Nodding heads up and down, saying, "Yes."
"Good," says Mike, "To stay and continue the training you will be asked to do things you may not like. You can quit at any time and there will be no repercussions. The longer you stay involved in the training process the more money you could earn. But only if you want to stay. Again, you're free to leave at any time and will be provided with proof of completion of the course and a monetary bonus. Sign the document if you agree to these terms and and agree not to discuss with anyone the things that will happen this evening."
"So we're getting two NDAs. This is going to be interesting training," says the guy next to me.
"You have no idea," says Mike.
Everyone signs the agreement. Mike collects the tablets, sets them on a desk, and comes back to all of us.
"All the women please stand and follow me," says Mike.
All five ladies stand and follow Mike down a hall and through a door that closes behind them.
All of the remaining men introduce ourselves to each other. It's a big company and I know a few people by their face, not their name. There are six of us men. We make small talk while we wait.
Later Mike returns and asks to follow him. We go down a different hall and through a closed door. We enter a large room and there are four women sitting in very nice chairs. The women all look to be in their sixties. They are all well dressed in business attire, seated in luxurious chairs, and have a drink in their hand. One of them is smoking a cigarette.
Mike has us line up in a straight line so all the women can see us at the same time.
"These are the founders and owners of this company," says Mike. "They no longer run the company, They own it, they conduct these training sessions for potential managers. Do what they tell you. Do not do anything moving forward, including speaking, unless you are asked to by me or one of these women. Do you understand?" he asks.
We all nod our heads up and down.
"Good. I would like to remind you that you can leave at any time without repercussions. Just walk out the door behind you. You will get a certificate of completion for the course and a monetary reward. The longer you stay the larger your reward. Do you all understand?" He asks.
Again we nod our heads up and down.
"Good," says Mike. "Ladies!" Mike shouts, "please come out so we can see you."
Two women come out. They are from the group that entered with us. One is in her fifties. She has black shoulder length hair and a soft face. She is overweight. She has on a black shiny leather bra. Her breasts are large and so is her belly. She is wearing shiny black leather panties that barely fit her wide hips. She has on black nylon stockings and shiny black high heels.
The other woman is young. She could be in her early twenties. She is thin. Her hair is long, brown, and straight. She is wearing a red see through bra over her tiny breasts. She is in shiny red leather booty shorts and red heels.
One man immediately turns and walks out of the room.
"What in the actual fuck is happening here!" I think to myself.
Mike smiles. Ladies go walk up next to the men and grab their crotch. Play with them until they have a hard dick. I will return shortly," says Mike.
Mike goes in the door the women can through. The large women walks over to me and gently grabs my dick. She smiles as she works on my cock until I am hard. The two ladies make sure each man has an erection in their pants. The company owners just watch the women play with us.
After they do this they stand in line with us. I'm just standing there looking at these old ladies and they are all staring at our hard dicks making a tent out of our pants.
Mike returns. He is wearing... nothing. He has a raging boner. He dick is not small. He turns to the seated women.
"We are ready to begin ladies," he says. He then walks over and grabs a wine bottle with his boner shaking back and forth as he walks. He walks up next to the First Lady and pours some wine in her glass while she stares at his cock.
One of the seated women speaks, "Men, it's time to get naked. Strip until you're totally nude."
"Ok. I can live with this so far. May as well see how much money I can make for myself before it's too much for me," I think to myself.
The five of us start to strip down. The seated ladies watch us. Soon all five of us are fully nude. Two guys are pretty overweight. One of them has a small fully erect penis. The other big guy has a normal sized erect dick. My six inches are fully erect. The other two guys are not what you would call fully in shape but not overweight either. One has a big dick. The other is average. Every one of us is rock hard and pointing forward to the seated ladies.
The ladies just sit there, sip their drinks and take us all in with their eyes.
This is oddly arousing. My dick is fucking rock hard.
Another one of the ladies speaks, "You two women move to the outside, men scoot next to each other until your legs are almost touching."
We all move as required.
"Michael hand the young lady up there a ruler. She will measure these cocks and tell us their length. I'm sure her youthful figure will keep these men excited," says one of the seated women.
Mike picks up a ruler and walks, erect penis swinging between his legs, up to the sexy young woman and hands her the ruler. He then walks back to his previous location behind the seated women where all the bottled alcohol is located.
The same woman speaks again, "please measure the dicks and tell us how long their length."
The young woman turns to her left where the little dick guy is standing. She puts the rules next to his erect penis.
"Three and a half inches," she says.
"My that is small," says the same woman.
"Indeed," says another.
The young woman moves down the line. I am next. She continues, "Six inches," then, "five and half inches," then, "six inches," on the last man with the big dick she says, " Seven inches."
"My my, that's a nice cock you have sir," the same seated woman says.
The young lady returns to her spot. I look at her amazing figure as she walks by me.
The same seated woman sips her drink woman asks, "Men raise your hand if you would like to have sex with that young woman."
