It had been four months since I was laid off and I was running out of cash. For seven years I had worked my way up at the airport, starting as a baggage handler, then driving a tug, assistant manager, and finally as a duty manager, coordinating those folks you see scurrying around the ramp when you are waiting to fly somewhere. It was a fast paced job in a growing industry, I was set for life, until Covid-19.
There was no point looking for an airline job, there were none, and lots of other industries were hurting too. "Look for ways to apply your skills to other industries," they said. Yep, me and hundreds of thousands of other laid off people were doing just that. I sent out lots of job applications and never heard back from anybody.
Rent was coming due in a couple of weeks and my bank account was empty. If I got a job now I wouldn't be paid in time, but I could risk taking a cash advance on my credit card and paying it off with my first pay check. I scoured the internet looking at job ads, I tried cold calling, even called friends looking for leads, but there was nothing.
Then I got a call from a friend, he had heard that Wilson Manufacturing needed clerical help in their office and the job had not been advertised yet. Office work is not a perfect fit, but my old job had a fair amount of paperwork, so why not try? I sent in an application and waited. The next day I got a call from Cindy Holbrook who proceeded to do a phone interview, and said I would hear from them as soon as the phone screening of candidates was complete. Sure enough I was called the next day and asked to come in on Monday for an interview with the owner, Steve Wilson.
It was a small building in one of those industrial areas adjacent to a large suburban neighborhood. The sign on the building said "Wilson Manufacturing." I was a bit early, but I hoped that was a good thing. I put on my mask and entered. The desk nearest the door had a plastic shield in front of it, I stopped there and asked for Mr. Wilson.
"What is it regarding?"
"I have a job interview at 10:15."
I was directed to a waiting area with widely spaced chairs. A middle aged man in a suit stepped out of the office. He invited me in and we discussed the job and my qualifications.
"It looks like you can do the job, but so can most of today's candidates. We need somebody to provide service to the entire management team. Is there anything that makes you stand out? Can you do anything special that would make you the outstanding candidate?" I had been surreptitiously checking him out and noticed that there was a pronounced bulge in his pants.
What the heck go for broke, I nodded at his bulging crotch.
"I can help you with that."
He smiled and locked the office door.
"Show me."
I knelt down in front of him and undid his belt, then opened his pants and pulled them down, revealing a large cut cock. I leaned forward and licked him from the base to the head, then licked his balls. I grasped him gently and started licking the head, and popped it in and out of my mouth. Then I started moving my head back and forth, feeling his shaft deep in my mouth. He moaned a little, thrusting toward me as I swallowed his member. I took a deep breath and pressed my face into his crotch until my nose was buried in his pubes, and my lips reached the base of his shaft. I did that several times then licked the head some more while stroking him with my hand. He grasped my head in his hands and started thrusting in and out of my mouth, deeper and deeper. I felt his cock start to pulse. He pushed his cock all the way in and held it there, his cock pulsing as he shot his load down my throat. Finally he relaxed and slid his cock out of my mouth.
