My boss IS Stirling Cooper

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We have a female boss. She opened the engineering office, all by herself. Not many female-led offices exist, and it was my first job. Pretty quickly, I wasnt the new guy at the office. We all learned that she likes to "rotate", meaning some stay on, some move on, and she likes to hire good looking male engineers. Young, fresh. She likes them even more if the had army service, and even more if they were officers in battle. Once on a job call, the guys called our office the "barbies", which offended all three of us. But it was a fact, we were all good looking guys, around 25-30'ish. Not a 40+ to be seen. Our boss was twice my age, in her 50's. Yet she was youthful and admitted she liked to surround herself with 'fresh talent'. She had little clue in new IT automation software, but we all knew she hired us for the hardware. Her husband was a former employee, 12 years younger than her. He was the office manager, basically a secretary, and not the slightest as good looking or commanding a type as some of us, which was weird based on what we knew was her 'sexual type'.
It wasnt anything extraordinary that I suddenly had a new boss, even though I had submitted myself for the job. I had not had sex with that woman, I was the lgbt-token, and she most certainly wanted someone 'fresh meat' who'd fuck her brains out, because it seemed her sex-hubby wasnt enough. Actually, he was underwhelming in almost every regard. Physically, mentally, socially. We had no clue how he landed her, or what she saw in him. He was such a wimpy, willowy type that he even sat in the boardroom interviews where she hired her fresh meat. Perhaps, it turned him on?
I got a new boss. My years at the office, my engineering skills, counted for nothing. She got herself a fresh young engineer, Andres, from some politechnical argentinian whatever. He wasnt the typical stud in her stable, but he was certainly manly and macho. For a young guy he had receding hairline, a nice manly jawline, good looking he was, nice smile, tall and you could see his pecs create a nice manly plateau in every office shirt he wore, and with a slighly loosened shirt and tie, you could notice those were hairy. Yes, you could see he was hung af even with slighlty baggy office pants, but no, I at first, did not find him very attractive. Very soon though, judging by the looks and blushing of females in the office and the oooh and aah when his name was een mentioned, I was very much the minority. They, as did out cougar-boss, found Andres extremely sexy and attractive. It was his macho, manly, bossy behaviour. He took control with easy and calm of a much more seasoned manager, and, with he also looked older than his 26. I had never had a boss younger than me, in fact, he was younger than most of the guys under his engineering department. Him being tall and older-looking than his age, must have helped him reach that coveted position. The fact that he was living with his serious girlfriend, who we saw come to have lunch with him, and that she was a wowza 9.2 as the guys around me "agreed" in one of our "rate that chick sesh", only made him a bigger sexual desire of the females at the office. The guys on the other hand, didnt like his bossy arrogance, but he made an effort to be blokey and constantly bought beers which seemed to make up for his stern office diciplined no-nonsense demeanor.
Gradually, I was getting "him". He could switch from workaholic to alcoholic. from a stern deadline chat to a funny argentinian joke. Also, his tight office shirts, always immaculate, showed off his nice wide chest, which we knew was fantastically spread with hair right up to his manly shoulders. He once took off his shirt, late afternoon, going completely shirtless to the obvious and "oh gosh no.. but oh please yes.." excitement of female engineers, as he lifted a broken printer and took it to the ground floor. It was a fuckin heavy printer, and as was mentioned right then and there by an admiring cougar boss, "it took three of the guys last time we sent it to repairs". We felt like shrivelled up paper in the bin after that one. And his wide hairy chest was sexy af. A few months later, he was in my eyes, the sexiest guy in the office. How the fuck did I not notice it earlier. His smiles, expressions, the way he arched back and his office shirt curved around his massive chest. He wasnt the most muscular, even had an ever so slight chubby torso. But he was fuckin' hot and he was probably fuckin' a lot more than his girlfriend. Daniel, who had "psychic abilities to know who's fucking who and how much at the office" - meaning he had inside info as he was a total chatterbox with everyone, remarked Andres was 'feasting' as he so eloquently put it. meaning he was having sex with multiple women, of course - including the ceo. Daniel also remarked to me, on numerous occasions, that Andres was 'hung like a horse'. Helen, or horny-helen who had the hots for just about any man but who probably made a stalkerish shrine for Andres by then, kept finding excuses to take photos of him, and said Andres had 'argentinian-farmer masculine energy'. Though his family were never farmers anywhere, he had told her.

I was never into straight porn, so it was Horny Helen who had "accidently" started an office-buzz alerting ourselves to the porn actor Stirling Cooper. 'He's him, I'm telling you!' she shout-whispered in my ear. 'Helen, perhaps youre waching too much porn?' I joked. She could confide in me, her lgbt bff, the horny-female-friendly person. Then I went home and watched sterling cooper in some porn movies. The tall, well built man, same face, almost as if they were twins, same sexy receding hairline, same little-wrinkled smile, same chest (although, Andres had a slighly wider, defined and better hairy pectorals). But for all purposes of watching Andres have good sex with hot women, Stirling Cooper was his perfect doppelganger. They, in many scenes, had the same motions, looks, smiles, and sensual reactions as we could see between Andres and his girlfriend.
Watching a young stirling cooper fuck a hot chick was watching your boss fuck the office staff right infront of your eyes. The next day, when Andres held an office meeting to debrief on new projects, I could almost see him fuck Helen on the boardroom table.
They were so similar looking it was uncanny - maybe my boss IS Stirling cooper? No thats ridiculous. but we did not have to imagine much Andres having sex. we looked at each other, grown men for god sakes, and when he turned to the board, placing one hand on the side of the board, like he was about to fuck that board, we burst out laughing. Andres turned around, asking in his manly macho way, what was funny about what he said? It was Daniel who rescued us - oh she made a funny gesture he said pointing at the door where Helen had just walked by. we had so many close calls, but had the doppelganger porn actor come to Andres's attention already? What would he do or say when he found out? We were about to know quicker than we thought.

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We have a female boss. She opened the engineering office, all by herself. Not many female-led offices exist, and it was my first job. Pretty quickly, I wasnt the new guy at the office. We all learned that she likes to "rotate", meaning some stay on, some move on, and she likes to hire good looking male engineers. Young, fresh. She likes them even more if the had army service, and even more if they were officers in battle. Once on a job call, the guys called our office the "barbies", which offended all three of us. But it was a fact, we were all good looking guys, around 25-30'ish. Not a 40+ to be seen. Our boss was twice my age, in her 50's. Yet she was youthful and admitted she liked to surround herself with 'fresh talent'. She had little clue in new IT automation software, but we all knew she hired us for the hardware. Her husband was a former employee, 12 years younger than her. He was the office manager, basically a secretary, and not the slightest as good looking or commanding a type as some of us, which was weird based on what we knew was her 'sexual type'.
It wasnt anything extraordinary that I suddenly had a new boss, even though I had submitted myself for the job. I had not had sex with that woman, I was the lgbt-token, and she most certainly wanted someone 'fresh meat' who'd fuck her brains out, because it seemed her sex-hubby wasnt enough. Actually, he was underwhelming in almost every regard. Physically, mentally, socially. We had no clue how he landed her, or what she saw in him. He was such a wimpy, willowy type that he even sat in the boardroom interviews where she hired her fresh meat. Perhaps, it turned him on?
I got a new boss. My years at the office, my engineering skills, counted for nothing. She got herself a fresh young engineer, Andres, from some politechnical argentinian whatever. He wasnt the typical stud in her stable, but he was certainly manly and macho. For a young guy he had receding hairline, a nice manly jawline, good looking he was, nice smile, tall and you could see his pecs create a nice manly plateau in every office shirt he wore, and with a slighly loosened shirt and tie, you could notice those were hairy. Yes, you could see he was hung af even with slighlty baggy office pants, but no, I at first, did not find him very attractive. Very soon though, judging by the looks and blushing of females in the office and the oooh and aah when his name was een mentioned, I was very much the minority. They, as did out cougar-boss, found Andres extremely sexy and attractive. It was his macho, manly, bossy behaviour. He took control with easy and calm of a much more seasoned manager, and, with he also looked older than his 26. I had never had a boss younger than me, in fact, he was younger than most of the guys under his engineering department. Him being tall and older-looking than his age, must have helped him reach that coveted position. The fact that he was living with his serious girlfriend, who we saw come to have lunch with him, and that she was a wowza 9.2 as the guys around me "agreed" in one of our "rate that chick sesh", only made him a bigger sexual desire of the females at the office. The guys on the other hand, didnt like his bossy arrogance, but he made an effort to be blokey and constantly bought beers which seemed to make up for his stern office diciplined no-nonsense demeanor.
Gradually, I was getting "him". He could switch from workaholic to alcoholic. from a stern deadline chat to a funny argentinian joke. Also, his tight office shirts, always immaculate, showed off his nice wide chest, which we knew was fantastically spread with hair right up to his manly shoulders. He once took off his shirt, late afternoon, going completely shirtless to the obvious and "oh gosh no.. but oh please yes.." excitement of female engineers, as he lifted a broken printer and took it to the ground floor. It was a fuckin heavy printer, and as was mentioned right then and there by an admiring cougar boss, "it took three of the guys last time we sent it to repairs". We felt like shrivelled up paper in the bin after that one. And his wide hairy chest was sexy af. A few months later, he was in my eyes, the sexiest guy in the office. How the fuck did I not notice it earlier. His smiles, expressions, the way he arched back and his office shirt curved around his massive chest. He wasnt the most muscular, even had an ever so slight chubby torso. But he was fuckin' hot and he was probably fuckin' a lot more than his girlfriend. Daniel, who had "psychic abilities to know who's fucking who and how much at the office" - meaning he had inside info as he was a total chatterbox with everyone, remarked Andres was 'feasting' as he so eloquently put it. meaning he was having sex with multiple women, of course - including the ceo. Daniel also remarked to me, on numerous occasions, that Andres was 'hung like a horse'. Helen, or horny-helen who had the hots for just about any man but who probably made a stalkerish shrine for Andres by then, kept finding excuses to take photos of him, and said Andres had 'argentinian-farmer masculine energy'. Though his family were never farmers anywhere, he had told her.

I was never into straight porn, so it was Horny Helen who had "accidently" started an office-buzz alerting ourselves to the porn actor Stirling Cooper. 'He's him, I'm telling you!' she shout-whispered in my ear. 'Helen, perhaps youre waching too much porn?' I joked. She could confide in me, her lgbt bff, the horny-female-friendly person. Then I went home and watched sterling cooper in some porn movies. The tall, well built man, same face, almost as if they were twins, same sexy receding hairline, same little-wrinkled smile, same chest (although, Andres had a slighly wider, defined and better hairy pectorals). But for all purposes of watching Andres have good sex with hot women, Stirling Cooper was his perfect doppelganger. They, in many scenes, had the same motions, looks, smiles, and sensual reactions as we could see between Andres and his girlfriend.
Watching a young stirling cooper fuck a hot chick was watching your boss fuck the office staff right infront of your eyes. The next day, when Andres held an office meeting to debrief on new projects, I could almost see him fuck Helen on the boardroom table.
They were so similar looking it was uncanny - maybe my boss IS Stirling cooper? No thats ridiculous. but we did not have to imagine much Andres having sex. we looked at each other, grown men for god sakes, and when he turned to the board, placing one hand on the side of the board, like he was about to fuck that board, we burst out laughing. Andres turned around, asking in his manly macho way, what was funny about what he said? It was Daniel who rescued us - oh she made a funny gesture he said pointing at the door where Helen had just walked by. we had so many close calls, but had the doppelganger porn actor come to Andres's attention already? What would he do or say when he found out? We were about to know quicker than we thought.

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I have always been a Stirling Cooper fan and subscribed to his OnlyFans for a while. He had no problem showing his tight hole up close, especially in the shower.
 
Part 2: The phone!

It was just any regular day at the office, us doing the work, our boss, now the sexual object of quite a few at our transportation engineering firm, on the phone chatting away, probably to the boss, and she probably had her hand between her legs while they talked. Andres always made a point of being dressed up, we had even suspected that at 27, he could actually run the entire firm, in those nicely tailored suits. Those massive pecs showed up nicely in his suits too, a nice mound of muscle in blue or grey office shirts, with a nice dark grey or dark blue suit jacket resting right against those pecs. I could get a nice view of that perfect chest and the outline of his nipples, and curving chest plates right up to his shoulders. I bet he knew everyone was thinking of having him naked and erect in bed with them. By now, it was no office secret.

You could sense the sexual tension between the boss and Andres. Her small hands must have cupped his massive and very prominently outlined bulge in his office pants, many, many times. she probably hastedly opened all his nice expensive woben belts, pushed his pants down, and bj'ed the bejezus out othat fuckin massive argentinian cock. I could picture her ass held by that cock as he bounces her on it, held mid-air by his strong arms. We did not have to wait very long to know that Andres had met his porn doppelganger Stirling Cooper. Our boss had left her phone, while we were at a job call. As Andres was sick, or so he said (it could have just as well been long fuck nights!) she had joined instead. To secure the massive project deal, and prevent us screwing it up for her. Andres had been on the phone with her all day long, and she had left it on the car seat. I had driven the four of us two hours to the meeting, we were late, so I stayed on, to park the car, as they rushed to the meeting. Then, I had noticed the phone on front passenger seat, it was her phone and it was unlicked! I quickly took it along to the meeting but couldnt resist looking at the photos. It was all office related, well, after all it was her office phone.
Then flashbulb moment. her browsing history. Oh man jackpot, nothing was deleted, and there it was - so many links to Stirling Cooper porn. Our boss was totally into his twin, when she couldnt have him.

Standing with the phone in my hand, it suddenly rang! It was one of the team, he was probably trying to locate her phone for her. I let it ring and - it stopped. I was just about shut the phone, and enter the parking elevators up to the lobby, to the meeting. Then I saw it. A link to another porn site, this time - she had opened an account. It has two movies, private. I memorized her channel's name, I had such an adrenaline rush. All the drive back, all I could think of was - I need to see those hidden movies in her account, and she was sitting right next to me, talking to her very own Stirling Cooper. We didnt know if we got the project but I certainly had a project - Porn-gate.
 
Part 3: Andres, put her down!

He bloody made a show of it. Andres was back in the office, his usual macho self. Well, this was the beach, our office for today. Our boss had been a fan of beach office days, or pool parties, or any excuse to get us to perform our duty of going shirtless, in speedos or very very tight swimwear, to keep her happy.
We were, after all, selected for our brawn just as much as our brains. Andres had gone the extra mile, or the extra effort, since he was very 'extra' physically, and as a boss.. He was walking in what could only be weird triathlon pants cut halfway up. Speedo shorts, his bulge and balls so evidently outlined, it was offensive to every other man. Fuck he was bloody hung and confident wearing that. and above, his nice wide muscled pecs were clad by an equaly shiny grey triathlon-spandex tanktop full of his muscle. As he came running from the water in one of our office-wannabe-survivor two-team-games, everyone was eyeing him. what a manly wet-haired chest on the man, heaving as he ran towards us. His dick outline like a banana wrapped in spandex. He was carrying our boss, while the other team has one of us carry Daniel.

Andres had little problems navigating the waves, while his opponent dropped Daniel at least twice, both crashing into the water with everyone laughing, There was no competition really, Andres, from the way he carried that printer, carried his lover, our boss, right to the beach, and won by an full minute ahead on the other team. He was probably so used to lifting our boss for a nice fuck he had continued to hold her.
Andres, put her down! Her husband said in his whimpy voice as the race was now well over, and she was still dangling in his arms. She laughed, even touched Andres on the shoulder, calling him her King Leonidas right there in the face of her t-shirt-clad pale husband, for all the office to hear. Then, her account password suddenly flashed in my mind. I had tried many, but it was so completely obvious: King Leonidas, I was in. The jolt of excitement as I saw the vids. There he was. Andres. and our boss. Having sexy time sex. He was bloody reenacting Stirling Cooper for her. He was hot af, AF!
 
Part 4: In porn we thrust

OMFG is what I said the moment I was in. Not every day that you see people you know having sex. Then its people you work with. having sex in the office right next to you. On a couch in her office I actually sat on many times in meetings. eww. hot. yuck. hardon. Andres was on it. as she took off his pants, his nice muscled legs spread apart. Did he play lots of football to get such an athletic pair of legs. Everyone was commenting on his legs on the beach. Leg envy by almost every guy at the office. that v-line sitting on two muscled thighs, the rest of them all tensed muscle covered by a light coat of hair. No wonder her hands were all over them the second his office pants hit the floor. Her naked body. she had a great body and great just-right for a cupping hand tits, they looked soft and firm all at once, her hair now flowing on her shoulders. she looked much younger naked, she should be naked in the office more often. oh, but look she is, just not at normal working hours. well, this is some great overtime they are having. Him being, what, half her age. legs apart and waiting to do as she says, thats how she liked us.

Well Andres was a Stirling Cooper with almost his exact face, beard and body type. He must have even studied some gestures. He was a bit more muscled, well, in his legs even more than just a bit. He had a v-line, his abs were more prominent, and his cock, intantly erect after her hand carresed his pants bulge, seemed to be an alternative olympic slogan: bigger, thicker, longer. He was fully erect between those massive thighs and dont listen to men who tell you their big thighs make their dicks look small. He had muscled thighs and a dick rising almost majestic between those muscled hills. His balls were perfectly firm as she gently carresed them in her small hand, his dick was the bloody thickness of her wrist. Her little firm tush would be torn apart soon. Fuck! my boss is fucking my boss. I could not get over the excitement. I paused the clip for water, then to get my pulse down a bit. I was horny but a million thoughts rushed: would I tell anyone? How would they react if they knew? How would I react, having to sit on that same couch.

After about 4 or 5 pauses I watched it all. The first and only time I had seen anyone I work with having sex was at my small stint as a construction site labourer as a student. We were taken to do some exterior and interior finishings in private mansions for some south african anc-party businessman millionaire who wanted his daughter to study overseas in style. His daughter obviously had a fetish for screwing hot white boys as her boyfriend was a nice blond brit. Perhaps the embarassment had her daddy send them far far away, but here we were in her nearly complete mansion, alone with just as horny construction labourers. She obviously liked them blond, because alexander, the polish bloke with a husky chiseled body of the william higgins type, fucked her senseless in the inner courtyard not aware that I had purposely stayed on and was watching him making her climax-scream for the upper bathroom window looking down on her beautiful dark body bashed up by a polish guy with a bad english accent but massive hands that engulfed almost her entire waist and thrust her up and down so hard I was fearing for her at one point.

My mind had a nice flashback detour as I contemplated Andres' much softer approach to things. He let his horny female boss gently open his office shirt. her body was now firmly anchored on one of his massive legs. her tits were beautifully just-touching the tip of his massive erect dick, as she slid over him to lick-kiss his abs and nice hairy chest. What a chest. His hairy pecs were sensational, glimmering with a bit of anticipation sweat just as she opened his shirt. she was all over his pertoral shelf, her lips enjoying his nips and the curving muscle right up to his armpits. Her body expertly slid between his clothed arm resting on the couch as her mouth worked over him, and his body. He had a sexy manly slightly dimpled smile. Her soft hand gently massaged his branch of a dick, her fingers folding around it. It took just two or three seconds of her soft fingers on his dick, as his neck and head leaned back, Andres uttered a gutteral sound which was followed by a fountain of cum shot upwards. some landed on her hand and her surprised, impressed face was quickly licking some of it to him leaning forward and smiling watching her lick it. then his massive other hand engulfed hers, tightening it again around his massive dick which had space for both her hands on it. His ass thrust his dick up and down as his hand held hers firmly in fixed position around it, rubbing firmly againt it in his motion. his mouth opened for another gutteral sound, and he shot up more cum, landing from his pecs down to his hand over hers still on his erection. His manly thumb was now covered in a bit of it, as it met her lips. she was blowing and sucking on the thumb of his manly argentian hand. They kissed, and she slid again onto his massive legs, as her face licked his erect dick from the side. Her small outh made his cock look even bigger. I now noticed the camera work was not a fixed one. Someone was. ever so slightly, zooming in on her lips and his erect cock. How who what. As her mouth and tongue alternated between his balls, and his erection. There he went off again with another, slightly lower cum stream. The man was a bloody rocket launcher, and this was just the start, the bloody foreplay, as I saw on the bar, that I had watched by then only half of the clip. Andres took offi his office shirt andlifted himseld and our boss off the couch like you'd lift a cute puppy in your arms. He sat her upwards for installing her on his massive dick. The entire thing was done with ther legs never touching the ground, will his massive legs anchored both of them before the office couch. He thrust her body as his dick invaded her soft tush spreading her legs sideways at an instant. her screaming, first his name then her hand on his neck as her tormented tush vibrated profusely. He bloody planted her on it, and seemed to enjoy her expressions of both pain and pleasure. He was a pro at this. everything he had done so many times before. and so had she. it was self evident this was not their first fuck nor second or third. They were fucking - fucking. And now, they had set up a camera, multiple ones. angles, closeups. But why. This question I needed answered.
 
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Part 5: A msytery second man (not my dad)

The first clip ended with both Andres and our boss near exhaustion. Then my heart jolted again as a mysterious second guy appeared as coming behind the camera from a different direction. I could see his back and his pants, he was shirtless, his back was rather built and smooth. I tried thinking of the backs of all the other men in the office, I had noticed quiet a few in our shirtless beach day. None came to mind. This man was behind the camera. was he a pro hired by our boss? But she was always so secretive. She would never hire a camera guy, I thought, its so unlike her. Maybe a friend of Andres? Maybe someone at the office, who knows about it, who.. maybe is in a sex triangle with both? My mind was racing and after a minute of him and his back to the camera, the clip was cut. Wait! no, if he was a professional guy, he would surely have cut him entering the frame in the end, right? It had to be someone unprofessional at this. someone from our firm! For just a split second, I was horrified it could be her husband! that back was far too wide and muscled to be him, right? Did he film them? was he into his wife, his boss, fucking her project managers?
Another option. This was Andres himself. As the camera swivels, they are out of frame. Maybe Andres got up at lightening speed from his exhaustion on the bed, put pants on, and went to close the camera. If that was so, he did it in under four seconds. As he was naked on the bed, and as I started over the clip and saw his pants, these were another colour. and his back was even more muscled, with a tan. This had to have been a second guy! with them the entire time. shooting this scene for her. My mind was racing and my heart jolted yet again as a big hand touched my shoulder from behind. Luckily, it was my dad bringing a drink and even more lucky was that I had shut the computer after watching. Having to move in back home was bad enough, but starting to explain why you're watching your boss made a porn movie with your other boss, that would be a nightmare, when her and my dad were classmates right up to graduation. After a little interogation by him at why I was sitting at my desk with the computer closed and lights off, (luckily moms are great at being PI's and dads are terrible), he said I looked tired and too worried. He thought I was apartment hunting. so I ran with that and said I was tired going to see new places.
My dad had found me this job. I would have landed it myself but he made a call to his long time classmate. Did he fuck her once? eww that thought was disgusting. But they were the flower generation a decade post woodstock. They probably all had bad mullets and slept with each other at some point. Small world, too small. But before finding another place to live, I had a mistery to solve. That third other guy. were they horny from documenting their sex? did they watch it together? was it just for her? Why did he agree then? I had so many questions now.
 
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Part 6: Am I seeing double?

Two months before I found out about her porn, our beloved queen bee boss fired the CFO. Thats basically a fancy name for the firm's accountant, who didnt get along with her all that great, but maybe got along too good with her hubby. They were uni besties and, just maybe him being late 40's, our boss maybe thought he just had to retire, because, well office age demographics, based on what makes her orgasm, was what we all understood to be reason number uno for him sent packing.
The office game was watching people interviewed for the job (by her and the hubby-poodle by her side, of course). At one point we had a "fits the mold" game where we would guess how long the interview would last based on her type of men, oh we were sure she would hire a male. He would be hung and at the very least 10 years younger than herself. Marketing, was her stable for hot young female creatives who enjoyed a remote location where she stashed them as not to interfere too much with her male engineers. Ocassionaly, one of these four cute girls came to HQ to say hi and eye fresh meat for dating purposes.

It is of no surprise that we were introduced to a new CFO called Guy. His origin story was all over the place, probably parents who fucked, married, divorced and moved places regardless of having kids. He seemed from his accent to be a quarter french, austrian, israeli and russian, or was that danish?. We really had no clue and he wasnt very condusive to talking about himself too much. So we could focus on him basically being a third Stirling Cooper and Andres doppelganger. You mix at a yound Stirling and and a young Andres and you get Guy. Way too young to be a CFO in everyone's opinion sans those who's opinions mattered. Guy had that slight receding hair-sexy jaw-sometimes beard-dimples-wrinkles smile that Andres had given her, but he was far more rugged, he looked and dresses and reacted like at any point he would leave for filming a survival outdoors show with Bear Grylls or Ed Stafford the likes.
Like he's hiding some machete in his leather bag he had very millenially slung over his shoulder. We looked at each other, those who bet right were smiling, Yes, she had gone right to her succesful typecast.
 
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It really was record-breaking time from the moment I was tasked with "showing Guy around a bit" to the coffee machine talk of Guy dating (aka fucking) Sarah one of the marketing gals, just 96 hours. Dude was not wasting any time getting himself acquainted, it seemed. Daniel was almost too excited to spill the news. Guy had a meeting with the marketing gals. They had lunched, and by dinner, he had feasted on Sarah in his enormous river-views condo. How Daniel knew all this was clear: Sarah was eager to stake her claim Guy. She knew Daniel would convey the message far and wide.

Guy was suspiciously chummy with Andres, and they looked to some like brothers, a few years apart, so similar were their features to each other. The bromance was clear to all, and their offices were located side by side to the right of the Boss Office, while her hubby was to the left, Guy and Andres were found holding almost daily chat-lunches at each other's pad. So again it was with very little surprise that Daniel stormed the office with breaking news that we just HAVE to know! Well this time turns out he was sort of right. Andres was Argentinian, but his father was french. His father's cousin was Guy's biological father. Meaning, they were distant cousins. No wonder Andres could speak French. And they were so similar looking. and both had weird fixations on extreme outdoor adventures like speargun scuba and snowboarding and stuff.
Oh and it was not much of a coincidence then that Guy landed at our office, Andres had sent him the details. Did he think Guy, being related, would not fuck our Boss if he knew his distant cousin who got him hired already did? Guy seemed interested in the marketing age-range, but our boss obviously had other plans for him, which was evident when I watched the first secret porn. No. it couldnt be Guy who was behind the camera. But then, at once I knew exactly who it was. She had rented the same condo Guy was living in a few times before. We all thought it was a weird coincidence we had all been there before, to her birthday parties, and when Daniel did a little background check to confirm it all, the mystery was very much already solved. Was it also rented for her porn with Andres? Her hideaway sex lair? The owner of the condo was one of her long-time friends, she had told us on her happy occasion. Well, he was her age, a very fit muscular dilf. Yes, this back belonged to him. Was Guy renting this temporarily from him? But the mystery second man was certainly him, and that sensational porn with Andres she had filmed in that nice condo. I was sure of it.
 
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