Tuesday 14 January 2014

He loved my real estate value ... une romance gaie (partie 1)

YOU ... are a young real estate agent. The star in ur own circles. And now ur unemployed. The agency you worked for has just canned u. U weren't making quota, and was told by your boss that he knows you party a lot, so those sick days weren't sick days.
 
U have an extensive social circle, but that has started to change. All that came with mostly with ur ex and his extensive group of friends. He dumped you recently and put u out on the street. He was just bored. Ur hot, but he just wasn't into you n e more. Some of ur friends disappear along with the disappearance of ur ex. The ones that remain still think u are on top of ur game, but u know otherwise.
 
U decide to start ur own real estate agency solo, and  pull urself up by ur jockstrap. Overtime, with the connections u made, u get ur client list. U are not the best. But it paid to know the rich friends of ur ex. Some of the rich men u hobbed-knobbed with, some straight, some gay, came back as clients just because ur were some item to them. Good-looking.  The once-bf of another powerful man, who flaunted u around like a puppet, before now discarding u. U know they want u, some of the gay ones, and some of the straight, by how they look at u when they sit in ur office. Eyeing u - and seeing how hard you want their business. Ur glad just to have their clientele. And u won't stoop to sucking their rich cocks to get ur business started. U want this 2 B LEGIT.
 

 
HE ... is the hunky businessman in search of some new office space. He has recently expanded his business and needs a new locale to meet with his new set of clients. He heard about u. He came to u for ur services.
 


























 

You've met a couple of times at your office. He showed some interest in ur startup real estate solo op and likes to work with other small biz's like his. He actually searched u out, because he was looking for someone who KNOWS downtown well. He's a business consultant, who works for himself.
 
This businessman is very serious actually. He talks to you in a deep voice. Shirt and tie, well groomed guy. Shows very little emotion though. But he is very masculine. He is also very polite. But you can tell he is very discerning when it comes to business matters. You meet with him for lunch, and this time it's on you, because you have shown him already a dozen office spaces, and he hasn't jumped on anything, and u don't know why. You think sweetening him up with a free meal and some wine will show him ur actually very serious to make this hard earned commission. He says u don't have to treat him, but u say it's just at a patio downstairs near ur office.
 
You've already begun to think this dude is wasting ur fuckin' time. U know he's not a cheapo. But he just hasn't actually expressed any interest in the spaces u've shown him.
 
Am I showing him shit places? Or is he dicking me around? But you do admit he's cute. And probably has a nice dick. But other than just thinking about it once or twice, u know this is a business transaction, and as u said to urself, ur gonna keep things business with ur clients.
 
He's an older guy. Not necessarily the age bracket u've normally dated, but we u were a bit struck the first time he walked into ur office. He is LARGE, stocky, he dresses in no frills conservative suits, nothing extraordinary, but u sense there is a whole lot going on underneath. Hard, bodybuilder pecs form slight bulges on his dress shirt, just noticeable enough to give indication he is concrete underneath the shirt and the tie. His face: classically handsome, his beard is always well trimmed.

But he talks so straight and to the point! U meet him for lunch. U have one last location to sell him. U really hope he takes this fuckin' sale finally.

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