Man agrees to let his secretary remove his penis. Comments are very welcome, especially from women. Previous stories: Lisa's manmeat, The manmeat factory
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"Please sit down, sir," he said, pointing to the chair in front of his desk, then walked around it and sat down on his own chair. "You should get a secretary who's at her desk when she's supposed to," the other man said, sitting down. "It's not like her at all to be missing like that," he replied. "Well, you do as you please, of course. Let's get to business, shall we?" He watched the other man open his briefcase to get the appropriate documents when he suddenly felt a hand on his crotch and froze with shock. The next instant he felt his cock harden and glanced down under the desk, surprised to find his missing secretary there, smiling at him. The man in the other chair closed his briefcase and looked up again, obviously unaware of what had taken place a few seconds ago. He took part in the conversation, while leaving part of his mind aware of what was happening under the desk. When she stopped sucking him he lifted his bottom slightly to help her remove his trousers and underwear, trying to pretend that he was merely adjusting his position to sit more comfortably. Then nothing happened for a while and he had to wait until the other man opened his briefcase again so he could look down under the desk. She smiled up at him and then moved her index and middle fingers to and from each other like a pair of scissors, then pointed at his penis and looked at him questioningly. He understood her question immediately and glanced at his penis, then at her, then swallowed hard and finally nodded, spreading his legs as much as the desk allowed. He felt the needle of the syringe entering and his penis going numb while they discussed the details of the deal. He faintly felt the sharp blade of the scalpel entering the base of his doomed cock as he finished studying the contract. While she expertly cut through the flesh between his legs, he signed it, and then pretended to take a final look at its text, while waiting for his cock to come loose. It did, and he knew that he was done fucking her or any other woman, done masturbating, done peeing standing up and that he could forget any thoughts of becoming a father. He shoved the signed contract over the desk to the other man who smiled and said, "Well, it seems you didn't have the balls to decline it after all." "No," he replied, "I guess I'm not much of a man anymore."