Mr Anderson's Suit Purchase

I met Mr. Anderson when he came into our store to purchase a suit--he's the vice-president of the big national bank down the street from where I work. When he first walked into the men's department, I couldn't help but whistle to myself as I appraised the man: about 6'4" & 260 pounds of hot man meat! He had thinning blond hair that was graying at the temples & gorgeous steel-grey eyes. But it was that thick blond mustache that made my mouth water & hustle my ass over to see what he needed.

He told me that because he was so big he always needed to get his suits custom made--he hated the "big & tall" men's stores. I nodded & had my professional mask on as we talked about suit styles & fabrics but the entire time my dick was thickening in the jockstrap I wore under my own dark three-piece suit. I led him into one of our private fitting rooms; it's furnished with a couple of plush chairs, an antique console & a dais surrounded by mirrors to stand on while you're getting fitted & measured. Being the manager of the department, I normally would have a tailor come in to measure the client but this was something I fully intended on doing all by myself!

We chatted casually as I grabbed a tape measure & notepad from the console & told him to step onto the dais. Being so tall, he towered over me as I began to measure & note down all the particulars for his suit. I quickly got the professional part of the job done then slowed down so I could enjoy this hunk. I told him I was going to get his inseam & ran the tape measure from his pants cuff up into his crotch. As I firmly pressed the back of my hand into his crotch, an almost damp heat radiated from the firm lump.

Our casual banter had dwindled down to a silence heavy with anticipation. We kept making eye contact with one another in the surrounding mirrors. He softly made a comment about how much we contrasted: his big hulking blond looks compared to my dark slicked-back hair & goatee. We held our gaze for several long seconds before I again turned to him to continue our game. I told him I wanted to measure his waist again & had him face me: his groin was right in my face & it had definitely grown in size from when we first walked into the room. I looked up towards his face & found him staring directly into my eyes. He raised an eyebrow & then almost inaudibly whispered "do it son." I slowly pressed my face into his hot crotch & inhaled deeply. Under the expensive fabric & the faint scent of his aftershave, I definitely got a hint of the musk that was trapped under the confines of his suit. I inhaled deeply as he emitted a low growl of approval. I had dropped the tape measure & was now running my hands slowly up his thick legs. I massaged his solid calves thru his pants before reaching up to undo the zipper. His dick was encased in a pair of light blue boxer shorts--a dark spot of precum already darkening the material. I extended my tongue tip & lapped at the wet spot, tasting him thru his boxers. He again moaned & shoved his crotch into my face. I grabbed his beefy ass & massaged him thru the pants as he maneuvered to free his prick. When his cock flopped out of his boxers, my hunger went up another notch: he had a thick veiny foreskin that encased his thick meatstick. The pink head peeked out of the skin & another clear drop seeped out...I tongued the precum off the head then wrapped my lips around his cockhead & skinned him back using only my mouth until my nose was planted firmly into his sweaty matted dark blond pubic bush. He held my head in place as he watched our image in the mirror. He kept whispering how good I was making daddy feel with his cock lodged deep in my throat. I deep throated him several more times before he said he wanted to switch positions.

Slowly sliding his fat dick out of my mouth, I got onto the dais as Mr. Anderson stepped down. He had an intent serious look on his face as he leaned forward to bury his face in my crotch. Undoing my slacks, I let them slide down my legs so that my packed jockstrap was in his face. Mr. Anderson closed his eyes & began kissing & nibbling my packed jock. It was my turn to look at our reflection: me in my charcoal grey suit with the pants pooled around my ankles & Mr. Anderson fully clothed in his dark pinstripe suit with his big uncut prick hanging out yanking my jock down so that he could engulf my cock all the way into his hot wet mouth. I looked down as he continued to devour me; it was hot to see my black pubic curls tangling into his blond stach each time he deep throated me. This was too hot to last very long...after several hard wet sucks & with his tongue lashing the underside of my cock, I softly groaned & began to unload my heavy cream into his mouth. He pulled back just as the last spurt shot out & it landed squarely in his mustache. He looked up at me with a lustful twinkle in his eye & began beating his own raging meat. I quickly got off the platform then sat on it so that I could get a close up view of him pulling at his moist foreskin. Again extending my tongue, I began lapping at his piss slit while looking up into his eyes. He smiled down at me & in a low whisper said, "Here it comes son, get ready to eat your dad's cum!"

The first blast landed in the back of my throat then he shoved his cockhead into my mouth so that he flooded my mouth with a huge cum load that slithered wetly down my hungry throat. I kept him in my mouth savoring the salty taste of his orgasm as he sighed. A minute later, he helped me up & we smiled at one another as we straightened out our suits. Before heading out the dressing room with his suit order, I had Mr. Anderson lean down so that I could suck the remnants of my jism from his mustache. We swapped one last lingering tongue kiss before heading back to the selling floor.

As I escorted him towards the exit, I told him his suit would be ready in several days. He paused, handed me his business card & told me that he expected to see me for the next fitting.

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