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I LEAVE YOU THE FIRST PART OF SUBMISSIVE TO MY BOSS!

Carlo got out of the car, and looked at his watch. It was 9:13, definitely late. His new boss would be arriving that day, and it was definitely not a good day to show up after hours.

He entered the building, quickly greeted Ester, the woman working at the information office in the lobby, and took the elevator.

He observed himself in the mirror in front of him, and took the opportunity to check if his hair was okay. He smiled. Although he was long past thirty, and was now closer to forty, he still considered himself attractive. He had limpid blue eyes, with thick, black eyebrows above them, and a rather prominent, if somewhat elegant, nose. His square jaw gave his face a perennial sense of decision, which might even have exerted a certain awe in others, were it not for your less than generous height.

He adjusted his glasses, and began to think about what excuse he could use with the new boss. He was going to make a fool of himself, and to think that he had even set two alarm clocks just to avoid that situation. Too bad he had managed not to hear them both.

When the elevator door opened, he observed in front of him the wide corridor leading to the various offices and the large open space where meetings were held. He strained his ear to hear something, and immediately sensed a chattering coming from the main hall.

He advanced quickly, and once he arrived, he saw his colleagues gathered around the huge table, all in silence while a man he did not know was illustrating something with the help of a projector.

Carlo was startled to see that the man was actually a boy. He was wearing a very elegant suit, which, together with his bursting height, partly masked his age. But once he observed his face, totally devoid of a beard, it was immediately clear that he could not be more than twenty-five years old. But how had such a young man managed to become a senior in the company?

Everyone turned in his direction, including the boss.

<<You must be Mr. Cardarella>> exclaimed the latter in a tone between neutral and threatening <<Do you always arrive late, or only when a new superior arrives?>>

Carlo felt very embarrassed. He lowered his gaze, and replied sadly.

<<I’m sorry, it won’t happen again>>

The leader gave him an icy stare.

<<Of course it won’t happen again, otherwise he can get up at whatever time he wants, but he won’t have this job anymore>>

Carlo nodded sadly, and took his seat. Someone was laughing around him, which made him feel even more humiliated.

The leader began talking again, and set out the goals for the next semester. Carlo could not concentrate, because of the bad impression he had made. Every now and then he received glances from the senior, which contributed to making him feel even worse. He got a better look at him: he had full lips, which together with his coffee complexion made him think that maybe he was partially African American. He had a French nose, and high cheekbones. His hair was dark, falling almost to his shoulders. He was not very masculine, but he exuded an aura of power, perhaps partly because of his marble physique.

Once the talk was over, the boss left them to work, and headed for his office; he was stopped by Cinzia, one of the colleagues with whom he got along best.

<<Where have you been? >> she asked him, with an expression somewhere between amused and worried <<You took quite a beating, huh?>>

Carlo nodded sadly.

<<A pretty shitty figure, yeah. I didn’t hear the alarm clock. In fact, the alarm clocks>>

Cynthia giggled.

<<And I thought you were late to chastise your wifey…>> he commented, in the tone of someone who was talking about a scandal.

The other looked at her grimly.

<<I shouldn’t have told you. It only happened once, what the heck!”>>

She continued to chuckle, and patted him on the back.

<<Come on, I’m just kidding. Well, I guess it’s time to start working, if the boss caught us wasting time he’d fire us on the spot, I guess >>

The other nodded, and headed for the office.

The following hours passed quietly, until around eleven o’clock, Carlo decided to take a break to smoke a cigarette. The office had a small outdoor area, covered by a canopy and also equipped with a coffee machine. Not many people in the company smoked, so he often found himself there alone, and he had begun to consider it the space to take refuge in when he was nervous or dejected.

He stepped outside, and saw a face he did not expect to see: that of his new boss.

Their gazes met. Carlo saw her deep hazel eyes, and he was interjected, not knowing what to do.

<<Ah, the latecomer>> exclaimed the one, with a serious expression on his face. <<Do you smoke, too?>>

<<Yes>> immediately replied Carlo, then remaining silent, not knowing what else to add.

The chief was holding a now half-smoked cigarette, and had taken off the jacket he was wearing earlier. He wore only his shirt, which was very tight from the powerful muscles underneath.

A few moments passed without anyone saying anything, in which Carlo lit a cigarette.

<<So, is it your habit to come this late to work?>> The previous boss let you do it?> the boss asked him, in a rather intimidating tone.

Carlo immediately became defensive.

<<No, no, actually it is one of the first times>> he hastened to reply.

The other laughed profusely.

<<Of course, it is obviously a coincidence that you arrived late just today>> he replied with mockery.

<<You have to believe me, boss. Anyway, it won’t happen again, really>>

The other looked into his eyes, but did not respond for a few moments. At that moment Carlo realized that their height difference was really a lot: it barely reached his chest.

<<So I took a look at last quarter’s reports, and your figures are not bad at all. I have to admit, I was surprised that a little guy like you was able to get so many customers>>

Carlo was stunned. On the one hand he was glad that the boss had realized his good performance, but on the other hand he felt humiliated for being called a little guy, even though he really was.

The chief must have noticed his expression, because immediately afterward he put a hand on his shoulder. Carlo felt totally put under, feeling the huge hand covering a large area of his body.

<< Geez, I’m sorry if I hurt you>> exclaimed in a tone that sounded serious but hid a tiny barely perceptible vein of mockery <<I’m not exactly the political correctness type>>

Carlo would have liked to answer him in kind, but he knew he could not, and he had to control himself.

So he nodded.

<<No, but go ahead>> he replied dryly, trying to smile.

The other took his hand off him, and gave him a defiant look.

<<Well, tell me something about yourself. Are you married?>>

Carlo was surprised by that interest in him, but soon after thought that the boss was probably just making conversation.

<<Yes, for six years now>> he replied, trying to assume a friendly but respectful tone <<And you?

The other burst out laughing.

<<No, no>> he replied with his fleshy mouth almost completely open <<Let’s say marriage is not for me. I prefer to have more informal relationships, let’s say>>

Carlo smiled instinctively. Was the boss confiding in him about being a playboy?

<<Eh, I understand her>> he replied <<Before I got married, I was also like that. I picked up several girls when I was younger, and with most of them it was just a one-night stand>>

The leader gave him a questioning look.

<<First of all, I would never have said that. You seemed like a dull guy, a sex guy exclusively after marriage. And second, who says I’m talking about girls, excuse me?>>

Carlo remained interdicted. He observed the powerful but slightly feminine face of the leader, and understood everything. He had to be homosexual.

He felt displaced, both because he hadn’t realized it right away and because it made him slightly uncomfortable. He had nothing against gay people, but it was strange that one of his superiors was, and especially that he was so tall compared to him. He felt in awe, but in a strange way.

<<Ah…>> was all he could reply.

The other cast an inquisitive glance at him from above.

<<What do you mean ah? >>

Carlo felt greatly embarrassed, and he hurried to answer so as not to upset the boss.

<<Well, everyone likes what they like, right?>>

The other continued to stare at him with a serious expression for a few moments, then suddenly smiled. Carlo was dazzled by his thirty-two-toothed smile, magnetic but somewhat bizarre.

<< Bravo, I liked that answer. You are smart as well as cute>>

The chief had finished his cigarette, and without waiting for the other’s response, he re-entered the building, leaving him puzzled to wonder about what had just happened.

The rest of the day went as usual. He detached from work around seven o’clock, and returned home.

Once through the door, he smelled a delicious aroma, which was probably of roast meat.

<<Michela?>> he exclaimed with a smile, walking down the hall and heading toward the dining room.

He got no response, but as soon as he entered the room he saw his wife lying on the couch in a provocative pose, and completely naked.

The instant he saw the scene, he felt his penis hardening, as powerful as a block of steel in his pants.

He loved his wife’s body: she was thin, thanks to her extraordinary metabolism that allowed her to eat as much as she wanted without gaining weight, but with rather large boobs, which as a size ranged from a third to a fourth, depending on the bra she wore.

She spread her legs, and stared into his eyes.

He became even more aroused, watching her soft, disheveled blond hair falling everywhere.

<<Make me, and then the roast>> he said simply, and at that point Carlo felt his penis beginning to get wet.

He moved closer, and kissed her passionately.

He lowered his pants, ready to penetrate her like a freight train in a tunnel just wide enough to get him through, when he heard the ringtone of his company cell phone.

Carlo made a fed-up expression, but had to pull away from his wife, who frowned, disappointed.

He answered the phone, and heard the leader’s voice on the other end.

<<Cardarella?>> he exclaimed in a determined tone.

<<Yes, boss?>> he replied, wondering what on earth he could possibly want after closing time.

<<I need you to come back to the office, there is a matter we need to take care of>> he heard the other say, in a tone that left little room for repartee.

<<But….sir…I had just come home…>>

The other replied in an even more unyielding tone.

<<You better not say another word and be here within ten minutes, Cardarella>>

Carlo put down the phone dejectedly, and looked at his wife.

<<I guess we’ll have to resume later. The boss wants me in the office>>

<<What?>> she replied, surprised and disappointed.

<<I’m sorry dear…. But I can’t help it…>>

She observed him for a few moments, then nodded.

<<Go ahead, but don’t be too late, or I’ll start by myself….>>

He smiled, hoping to pick up where they had left off as soon as possible.

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