Sharon was in a great mood. As executive director of WTYT, she finally had Joe the Weatherman where she wanted him. Joe you see, was the newest and handsomest member of the WTYT community. Six foot four and 200 pounds, he had a slightly nerdy, clean cut look that was very appealing. Scott, his 19 year old intern, was almost a miniature Joe, about six foot two and equally handsome. Sharon could tell by the way both men walked they had larger than average endowments. They consistently wore white dress shirts which showed their white tank tops underneath, which really turned her on. She also assumed they wore boxer shorts, since all the young men at WTYT chose them as their favorite type of underwear. She was determined to get both men down to their boxers and watch them thrust their dicks in and out of each other's shorts and then suck off each other...another one of her top fantasies she had seen in a bisexual flick she had rented.
As luck would have it, an opportunity presented itself almost immediately. Joe and Scott were caught smoking weed in the staff boardroom, an action strictly against company policies. They could have both easily been terminated, but Sharon had other ideas....she had sent a memo to both men instructing them to meet her at her home at 6 PM the following day. Sharon didn't dare risk anything on the set of WTYT, and besides, she needed complete privacy for her fantasy to flower.
Joe and Scott were extremely nervous. They both figured they would be fired, and had no other job lined up. They were pretty much willing to do anything, but never dreamed of what Sharon had in store for them! The next day passed pretty much uneventfully. Joe and Scott avoided Sharon all day, then drove to her place in separate cars, thinking of ways to convince her to keep them on the payroll. They knocked on the door timidly, with beads of sweat already collecting on their foreheads.
Sharon opened the door quickly.
"Ah, gentlemen, thank you for coming. I've been looking forward to this evening. Why don't you sit down on the sofa?" Joe and Scott uneasily made their way to the oversized plush sofa, as Sharon sat on a love seat directly opposite from them.
"I'll get right to the point. Smoking weed on company facilities is enough to get you immediately terminated!"
"Please" Joe begged "Give us another chance."
"Yeah" Scott said, "We'll do anything you say for a whole year!"
"Anything?" Sharon looked at both men quizzically.
"Well, Joe said offhandedly "We won't get naked."
Scott chuckled but Sharon remained dead serious.
"That won't be necessary...but I do need to see you both undress to your underwear."
"OUR UNDERWEAR??" Joe was incredulous and immediately started to turn beet red.
"But I never....we never" Scott was at a loss for words.
"There's always a first time for everything" Sharon was grinning widely. "Those suits look far too hot. Scott, since you are Joe's intern, you need to undress him right now."
Scott hands began to shake "P-p-please don't make me do that!!"
"Well, I guess I will start filling out the termination papers" Sharon said in a businesslike way.
"N-nooo!" Joe decided he was going to have to speak for Scott as well as himself. "We'll....We'll do it!" He looked down at the ground helplessly.
"Good choice" Sharon was exultant "Scott you go first and undress Joe nice and slow."
Scott and Joe both rose from the couch. The hapless intern untied Joe's shoes and gently took them off. He then peeled down Joe's black dress socks. Joe removed his own jacket while Scott started to work on the buttons of his shirt. After what seemed like an eternity, Scott pushed the shirt off Joe's shoulders, revealing his snow white A-shirt. Then he kneeled down right in front of Joe's basket. With shaking hands, he undid Joe's belt and lowered his zipper. Joe gave a loud grunt as his pants slowly dropped to his ankles. He was wearing full cut baby blue boxer shorts, and his eight inch endowment was clearly visible pressing against the right leg.
"Well done Scott" Sharon's panties were getting quite wet, but the best was yet to come! "Now, Joe, you need to undress Scott."
Joe very awkwardly removed Scott's shoes and socks, swearing under his breath the whole time. He then made short shrift of Scott's jacket and shirt, leaving him in a stark white A-shirt similar to his own. He quickly undid Scott's belt and zipper, and his dress slacks fell to a heap at his feet. Scott sported plaid full cut boxer shorts, and his half hard dick protruded slightly from the fly opening. Sharon was so aroused by the sight of the two handsome guys in their underwear, she almost came. But she composed herself as she coldly made her next command.
"OK, that's good, but we're not finished. I want to see what your dicks look like."
Both men groaned loudly. "Come on Sharon", Joe pleaded "this isn't fair."
"Anything I want is fair" Sharon's eyes fluttered "now, take them out!"
Both men very awkwardly reached into the flies of their boxer shorts and took out their half hard cocks. Joe's was about 4 inches in that state, while Scott's was barely 3 inches.
