My boss his hot hard ass.

[SNAPCASE]

My boss his hard ass drives me nuts.
Can't stop thinking about it.
Dunno if you could call it a bubblebutt, but he's close.
He always wear suits, woolen pants, in summer the fabric is thinner so you can clearly see this briefline.
But even during winter it's clearly visible.

He's in his late 40's, nice body and a great hard ass that sticks out, no kidding.

I try to walk behind him as much as possible.

When he bends over, at the opposite desk of where I work I just get an instand hardon.

He wears briefs, I'm european by the way, and most men here wear briefs. I would love to know how small they are, if he wears bikinis.

Who buys his underwear. I would love to see him buy underwear.

I've seen him on the beach ... wearing a skimpy light blue bikini.
I couldn't wait to jerkoff, thinking about him in that skimpy bikini.
Hot fucker.

[boxstar29]

LOL.

[deusex]

Wow!, Now you've made me want to see him in his briefs too.

At least you've seen him on the beach!

[Onan]

Would like to have a boss like yours. Mine are always dull.

[Bruce57bomb]

I had a temporary office job many years ago now and had a boss that usually wore light grey straight cut trousers.

I used to sit at a desk behind his and regularly enjoyed the sight of this trousers pulling tight over his well rounded, fleshy arse. Most days there was the outline of the elastic of his briefs showing through the fabric of his trousers. Some days there was also the visible line of the waistband, which, as the day, progressed gradually slipped lower and lower down his arse.

I often imagined what his arse would look like in those briefs without the covering of trousers.

One night after work a few of us went to the pub - boss came too.

The evening went with well and we all had many drinks. The boss and I left the pub together. (Actually I engineered to leave at the same time.) Out in the street I, in what was an uncharacteristically forward move, asked if he wanted to come back to my place. Surprise on surprise when he said 'yes!'.

Back at my flat we immediately went into my bedroom. (I had a flat-mate at the time lurking in the living room.) In no time we were peeling off one another's clothes. Off came his shirt and shoes, and he began to undo his trousers. I turned him round so he had his back to me in readiness.

As the waistband of his trousers slide down his arse a couple of inches of arse crack revealed itself above a pair of small red bikini briefs. He completely removed the trousers and was about to take down the briefs. I stopped him and, taking him by the hand lead him to the bed. I laid down and got hin to sit astride my chest with his back to my face, his round fleshy butt was exploding from the briefs and I gently licked the exposed arse crack, my tongue decending into the warm cavern between his butt cheeks. I took the waist elastic between my teeth and gradually pulled down the briefs until his whole arse was exposed. I continued to lick well into his crack. He bent over allowing my tongue to explore his tight anus -I was in heaven!

We stay in that position for sometime, I eventually used my teeth to pull the briefs back up slightly. As ecstasy overcame me I gazed at his full, throbing arse as it fought to maintain itself within the now damp red material of the bikini briefs.

Days in that office were never the same!