Andy is Trying - Chapter 11

ANDY IS TRYING

Chapter 11: Andy gets Caught

I had been caught.

Or more accurately, I had spilled the beans myself.

Honestly though, telling Cody that I was getting fucked by my boss turned out to be a relief.

Sure, he spent thirty minutes teasing me, making jokes, and losing his mind over it, but once he was done, we were able to talk it out.

“Who freaking knew you had it in yourself, Andy?! Fucking a married man! Your boss on top of that! And there I was, thinking you were so innocent!”

“Don’t you know the saying? When it comes to sex, it’s not those who talk about it the most who actually do the most…”

“For sure! You’ve been keeping your cards damn close to your chest.”

“In this case, I didn’t have much of a choice. I couldn’t talk about it to anyone.”

“You could have told me!”

“Cody, this is serious, nobody can never know. It’s not just about his family. That man could become the next governor.”

“Damn right, and you’re working for his wife. Every single day! How fucked-up is that?!”

He was laughing his ass off but that was not funny.

“It’s hell honestly. I don’t know how I do it, I just try to… I don’t know, when I’m with Rebecca, it’s like it’s not really happening. I completely elude it from my mind.”

“And you manage to convince yourself of that?”

“I’m trying. I don’t want to remind myself that it’s actually happening because anytime I stop and think about it, it’s driving me mad. I feel so bad.”

“Yes, a very bad boy!”

“Stop it. I’m well aware that I’m an awful person.”

“Bro, don’t sweat it. If anything, it makes me love you more!”

He was smiling up to his ears.

“Shut up, Cody. You know that’s wrong.”

“Dude, you aren’t doing anything wrong. He’s cheating on his wife; you’re not cheating on anyone. You don’t have any secret boyfriend, do you? You and Darius, it’s… Well, what is it exactly?”

“We’re just talking.”

Cody had an epiphany.

“Oh! That explains why you were not that much into him!”

“It’s not just that. Darius is not over his ex. It’s obvious.”

“Come on, one night with you, naughty fucker, and he’ll forget everything about Jonathan!”

I sighed.

“So, you don’t think I’m the worst?”

“Nah! Your boss is the cheating bastard. You’re just having fun.”

“Well, the bastard just offered you a scholarship.”

“And I duly thank him for that! I won’t blow him in return though. Just to be absolutely clear.”

I rolled my eyes and I sat on the couch.

“Sometimes, I’m telling myself the same thing. Like, I’m single. David would fuck someone else if I wasn’t here. But that’s just an excuse. I’m starting to really like Rebecca so the icky feeling is getting worse…”

“Wait… Now you want to fuck his wife?!”

“God no! What’s wrong with you?”

“I don’t know, dude! I feel like I’m meeting you for the first time, I don’t know what you’re capable of anymore.”

“If that can help you figuring me out, I think fucking a woman is a bit out of the realm of possibilities for me.”

“Good. You won’t go after Laurie!”

“That’s not funny. I would never do that to you. I… I’m not being myself with David.”

“Listen, if you feel so bad about it, why don’t you stop? That’s all right. You had your fun, now you feel like it’s more of a burden than anything else, you just cut it off.”

“I wish I could…”

“Are you scared for your job? Did you actually get this recommendation for like a blowjob of something?”

“No! David’s not like that. And it’s not like that. We fully separate work from whatever we do. But I’ve already tried not going back. That’s partly why I agreed to go on a date with Darius. I wanted to take my mind off things.”

“But how long has this been going on?”

“Maybe a month…”

“Shit! That’s serious indeed! I thought it was just a one-night-stand.”

I put my face in my hands.

“Please, Cody, I’m losing my mind. We fucked, like, he properly fucked me for the first time tonight. It was the last thing I thought I would not do, but now… I did it anyway.”

“Well, bro, we’re all men. Sometimes it’s tough to think with our brains.”

“Don’t you think that’s messed up?”

“Of course, it is! You met his freaking son!”

“Oh my god, Cody…”

“But like, everybody makes mistake. The thing I’m worrying about right now is… Are you catching feelings?”

I did not answer to that one.

I was too embarrassed to admit it, which, I am aware, made the answer quite obvious.

Cody scratched his balls as he would always do.

He was wearing his usual long and loose underwear.

“Okay. If you’re catching feelings, that’s bad news.”

“And what am I supposed to do about that, doctor?”

“He won’t leave his wife, right?”

“He’s a conversative, he’s been married since he was 20 years old, and he’s campaigning to become the next republican nominee, and ultimately, to become the next governor of Pennsylvania. No, he won’t leave his wife for me!”

“You can never be sure. Middle-life crisis is real.”

“Well maybe, but even David wanted to, I would forbid him to do that. I don’t want him to leave his wife. What the fuck would I do with him? It’s ridiculous.”

“I get that, you might be a little young to have an 18 years-old stepson.”

“No need to remind me… But like, let’s say David is going through his middle-life crisis, that explains his behavior. But me? Why the hell do I go with him?”

“He’s hot.”

I burst out laughing.

The nerves, no doubt.

“That’s a fair point, Cody, and very surprising take from a straight dude.”

“The guys who pretend not to see when other men are hot are just unsecure with their masculinity.”

“Another fait point.”

“And I tend to see a pattern. Aren’t you always going for unhealthy relationships which are deemed to never work on the long-term?”

“Wow, that’s harsh. You’re a shrink now?”

“I just read books sometimes. Some people make sure they sabotage themselves by going for the wrong persons. See, if I’m just hooking up with a girl, I don’t think about it twice, but if I want to potentially commit to someone, I try to do things right, I take my time and I choose someone I can see a future with.”

“This is what you’re doing with Laurie?”

“Well, yeah.”

“So, you imagine a future with her? Already?”

“I don’t see myself marrying her just yet but I wouldn’t date someone, like outside of one night stands of course, that I knew I would not be able to be with on the long-term. I must, at least, see a potential future. That’s why Lucy and I broke up, we were fine but I did no longer see a future with her and… I just couldn’t stay with her.”

“I see…”

“What about that guy Victor, or other dates you had… Is it true that you let yourself go with people only when you think there’s no chance of a future?”

“You realize you’re blowing my mind right now? Like, I’m rethinking every choice I’ve made. Seriously.”

“Don’t trust me too much on that, dude. Just, from what I know about you and what you’ve told me about your dating history, you seem like you avoid the guys with whom you could be happy to turn to toxic or married men instead.”

I was floored.

And that was exactly why I needed this conversation.

“Fucking hell, Cody. I think you’re right!”

He smiled.

“Hey, don’t sweat it. You’re 24. You have time to change this pattern.”

“So, I should end things with David, right?”

He shrugged his shoulders.

“I don’t know. For the sake of having a healthy relationship, I guess. But that also depends on another factor.”

I felt like I had a whole new roommate, knowledgeable on all things in life.

“Which factor?”

Cody grinned.

“Sex. How good is it?”

“Oh God, it’s very good! So, so good, man!”

We both laughed about that.

“Okay then, maybe it’s not that deep. Maybe you just want some nice dicking and when you have it, well, it’s only natural you go back.”

“That is also very true. You amaze me tonight, roomie.”

“I owe you that, your booty call might have landed me a full scholarship. I won’t forget that. Seriously.”

“At the very least, one good thing came out of this.”

“And what about the others at the office? Are you sure no one noticed anything? I feel like this type of information always gets out, one way or another.”

“Dude, I swear, you need to make sure it doesn’t. Laurie doesn’t know and anyone suspects anything. You’re the only person who knows.”

“Okay, okay. Don’t worry, I won’t tell a soul. I didn’t tell Laurie about that other guy you had told me about.”

“Yes, that was before I took that guy’s spot…”

“Dang. My nerdy roommate getting some by the future governor, that’s some shit!”

“You won’t tell anyone, right? Ever, ever? I could also lose my job… and my reputation.” I insisted.

He held me in his arms.

“Come here, Andy. I won’t say a thing. That’s some juicy gossip but I’m not an asshole. I won’t tell Laurie or anyone else.”

“Thank you.”

“Thank you for trusting me with that info, dude. I appreciate it. And I appreciate that.”

He showed me his scholarship application.

“Okay, well, I should head to bed. It’s been a long day.”

“And a long night… I assume you can no longer sit right on a chair?” Cody teased me.

“Shut up!”

He was right; the softy couch was fine but a wooden chair would hurt my sore bum.

I would not share that much details with Cody though.

Following that conversation and a good night of sleep, I made two decisions the next day.

One, I would stop wrecking my mind around it.

It was useless to torture myself or to try to figure things out over and over again.

I was fucking my boss, or more accurately, he was fucking me and that was that.

It did not take away from the fact that I was producing quality work and made a great team with Rebecca.

Second, I would try to keep things as separate as possible.

It would have been silly to imagine that I would stop desire him, just like that, and especially after the best fuck of my life, but I could not be the one coming back to him and I had to, at the very least, learn to control my urges.

This weekly thing was turning into a pattern that I did not like.

Do not get me wrong, the sex part, I loved, the anticipation, that could be great, but the feeling of shame right after we were done, I had had enough.

To make sure I would not fall into David’s arms, or rather in this case, onto his big fat cock, the next Thursday, I suggested to Darius that we go to the movies.

We were not really dating, we were not really friends either, but we could go see a movie without it being weird.

Besides, it gave me something to tell Laurie as she was pressing me to know where I was at with Darius.

By the way, Cody and Laurie were definitely turning into an actual relationship.

She was over the moon when she learned about David endorsing him and she felt bad about not suggesting the idea herself.

At no point though, she mentioned that anything sketchy might have led to the recommendation.

She just thought that I was a genius for having the balls to ask this favor from the big boss.

I for sure had some balls…

The days went by and I barely saw David who, as usual, was only spending a couple hours here and there at the office.

When he arrived on Thursday, I did casually mention that I was going to the movies that night so he would know not to wait for me.

He seemed disappointed and I almost cancelled my plan with Darius.

Maybe if Laurie had not been so invested in this plan, I would have bailed.

I was right to go though.

The action movie was dull, - taking aside the numerous shirtless scenes of the main character -, but we had a great time afterwards, reenacting the cheesy ridiculous dialogues and listing the most what-the-fuck moments of the film.

The other thing I appreciated was that at no point Darius nor I talked about anything deep or serious.

It was a breath of fresh air.

We did not try to define what we were, whether we wanted to be together, or if this was a proper date.

We mostly acted like friends but we were ambiguous enough not to be totally in the “friend zone.”

For instance, our thighs were a bit too close during the movie for it to be purely platonic.

I may have also gazed at his biceps a bit too blatantly.

In any case, Darius told me that he was going back to his parents in Florida for about ten days to spend Christmas with them so it was not right time to start off anything.

I would also come back to Arkansas for a few days during the holidays.

Rebecca had graciously granted us two days of leave.

So yes, it was not a perfect date and I did not fall in love with Darius, but I thought about what Cody had told me and based on the criteria of “would it be possible to still be with that person in a year”, Darius was a potential match.

That being said, I think you can identity the problem I was facing.

Darius was about to leave the city the next week, leaving me by myself to resist returning to David.

A mission which became even harder as suddenly, the politician seemed to have decided that he should come by the office much more often.

I took it for me, - was he that desperate to see me? -, but I tried not to be too much in my head and paranoid about this.

Maybe Rebecca simply had told him that we needed his presence at the office.

Even Laurie noticed that it was odd.

“Whas is he even doing here? We know he doesn’t do any of the groundwork. He’s good at smiling and meeting people, this is what he should do, shaking hands outside, not sitting behind a desk.”

I agreed with her and I tried to change the topic.

That was my thing, deflecting as soon as she mentioned our boss.

Honestly, David and I both behaved during that time.

We had stopped our little games when we were in public and I think that David was genuinely respecting my wishes to take my distance.

Well…

That was until a night, the day before I was supposed to go back to Fort Pleasance for Christmas.

It was a Monday but most people had already left for the holidays and somehow, David and I found ourselves alone in the office.

You know how this story goes, right?

The thing was, I had not even realized we were by ourselves and I was genuinely trying to close some matters before I left. I was almost done with my analysis of our December’s surveys.

It was very late and I thought I was alone when I heard a deep voice behind me.

“I thought you were mine.”

I jumped.

Of course, it was him.

“David, you scared me.”

“Sorry. I didn’t mean to.” He smiled faintly. “I was simply joking.”

I was not so sure about that.

“That’s all right.”

“You’ve been avoiding me.”

I closed the excel sheet I was working on.

“I thought I was the one deciding where and when.”

He looked at the floor, seemingly not very proud of himself.

“My apologies. I simply couldn’t resist.”

“I’ve been here.”

He chuckled but changed his attitude.

“I didn’t want to disrupt you, forget about what I’ve just said.”

“Already forgotten.”

“You shouldn’t be working at this hour anyway. Don’t you have a plane to catch tomorrow morning?”

“It’s in the afternoon and I’ll feel better if I know I’ve finished what I was supposed to do.”

“Always with that work ethic. That’s admirable.”

“I’m trying anyway.”

“You do more than trying, you’re succeeding. Rebecca is rarely satisfied with her employees, and you…”

“Please, do not talk to me about Rebecca.”

“Why?”

I could not think straight, David was slightly spreading his legs. Two buttons were already missing on his shirt.

What was I so attracted to his thick chest hair?

“You know why.”

“Okay… I’ll leave you up to your work then.”

He turned around and I spoke up.

I truly was hopeless… Hopelessly driven by my libido.

“Because I kinda want you to fuck me again and if you tell me about your wife, I might feel too bad about it.”

He stopped walking away and slowly turned around.

“In such case, you’ll never hear me mentioning the name of that person. Ever again.”

I felt like we were taking about Voldemort now.

“That’s silly.”

“Come on, Andy. Don’t be like that.”

“Like what?”

We were running in circles.

“What was it that you wanted again? Something about fucking?”

“You know what it is… And you know what I want.”

He approached me.

“I do.”

“Fuck, David…”

He put his hands on my upper chest, he went down on me until he reached my crotch.

“There’s nothing wrong about releasing some pressure. We all need it. And I know how to make you feel good. Remember?”

As if I needed any reminder.

I had been thinking about his cock in my ass hundreds of times a day.

“David… I…”

“Do you want me to stop? I can. And I will.”

I swallowed my saliva.

I looked down at his forearms and hands lingering over me.

“Don’t stop… Please… Don’t stop.”

And that is the story of how I relapsed. So quickly. So stupidly. It was so expected too.

Once again, my dick had made the decision for my brain.

Five minutes later, I was on all fours in David’s office, getting ploughed bareback and doggy style.

I mean, why not cut directly to the chase?

Just like Cody had said, I was there for my good dicking and I definitely got it!

It was not a quick fuck and go though.

That evening, I got the full David Crown’s XXX experience.

I sucked his cock and managed to deep-throat his monster as I felt his rod tapping hard in the back of my throat.

I almost choked but I was so freaking hungry for his manhood, I could not care less.

I was willing to die on that hill.

In all fairness, I had to wet the large cock as much as I could for the bareback ass-ploughing to come.

That night, I sucked his bone right before he shoved it in my ass, and then right afterwards.

“Taste your own sweaty asshole!” David had said, triumphant, going from my ass to my mouth in a split second.

To be fair, he returned the favor and blew me. Deep and sensually.

His blowjob was sloppy, messy, and with the perfect amount of tongue lapping against my balls.

Looking at the politician pumping my dick like a true submissive was a mind-fuck.

I could tell and I could feel that he was enjoying the wet lollipop so damn much.

I did not get to fuck him though.

I guess the one thing we did not do was me shoving my cock inside of him… Too bad!

I ate his ass (after he had destroyed mine) and the musky hairy hole was tight but very inviting at the same time.

I did not think that David had ever bottomed for anyone. I wished I could have been the first to explore the uncharted territory.

Maybe one day, I thought.

He did not refrain from drilling me though.

He banged me on the floor, against the wall, and sitting in his chair.

“Take my big leaking bone, my boy, hmmm…”

I was a dog in heat.

I happily let David take me in every position he could imagine, excited as I was to feel his massive bone deep inside of me once again.

He had incredible stamina.

I wanted to feel his balls tap against my ass.

I wanted to be his thing, his sex toy, his rag doll, his personal hole.

I had made the right decision by making the potential future governor wait a little to get back inside my ass, he was even more eager to please me and he was an unstoppable fuck machine!

FUCK YEAH!

Unstoppable?

Well, until he suddenly stopped thrusting his hips…

I was not done, although we had been at it for nearly forty minutes. I still wanted more.

In the frenzy of the moment and despite the fact that he stopped moving, I pushed my ass against his pelvis, fucking myself on his hard cock firmly lodged in my no-longer-so-tight hole.

We were back in the doggy position for the big finish and I wanted to work for his loads.

I impaled myself, oblivious to what was really happening behind me.

“God… Stop… Oh God, Andy, please…”

That did not sound like his usual moans.

Maybe he did not want to cum?

If only it had been that simple…

My heart fell in my chest when I recognized another voice. A feminine voice.

“Don’t you dare speak the name of the Lord in this position, David.”

“Ah!”

I gasped and, - freaking finally! -, stopped impaling myself on the girthy meat-stick.

I turned my head around as David was still buried deep inside of me. We were both naked and our clothes were spread out everywhere in the office.

I already knew what I was about to see.

Rebecca was there, rightfully disgusted and appalled.

She could not even look at us.

She had just caught her husband fucking another man, her own employee, inside the work office.

David pulled himself away and some precum leaked from my wrecked asshole.

I was speechless but I suppose that there was nothing left to say anyway.

My life was over, and I probably deserved that.