Jake went back to his desk and sat down. "You have perfect timing."
Treston exhaled and laughed. "Well, that's a huge relief. I know how important it is to make a good impression. I really want you to like me."
"Oh, I like what I see, so don't worry about that. And I double locked the office door, so no one will interrupt us. The receptionist has a key to the front door, but not my office door."
This dude certainly had a thing about locked doors. "You don't know how good this makes me feel," Treston said. "I've been so nervous about this I almost didn't sleep last night. It's the first time I've done anything like this in a while. I figured it's best to be honest and up front from the beginning. I wouldn't want you to get the wrong impression."
"I'll be honest, too," Jake said. "I'm open to anything. But it's the first time I've ever done this myself. I'm kind of new at it, so to speak. My buddy, Joe, has been suggesting it for a long time and I've been too scared to take the plunge. But he finally talked me into it and I decided, what the hell? I'm game. I might even like it." Then he winked at Treston.
Treston felt a tug in his chest. He thought it was heartwarming to think this was the first time Jake had ever interviewed someone for a position. He smiled and said, "I'm so glad I'm your first. Why don't I tell you a little bit about myself and then you can ask me any questions you want? I'm open to anything."
Jake's head tipped sideways, as if he didn't understand. But he smiled and said, "Sure, tell me anything you want. But it's up to you. I'm the kind of guy who doesn't like to get too personal." Then he removed his tie and his jacket and sat all the way back in his chair with his legs wide open.
"Don't you want to know about my past experience?" Treston asked. This was getting strange; he figured it was because it was Jake's first real interview. It might also work in his favor.
Jake leaned forward to remove his shoes and socks. He glanced up and said, "It's not mandatory. I saw you doing the ping-pong ball routine at the club with Joe a couple of weeks ago and that's all I need to know."
"You saw my act at the club?" Treston asked. He felt his stomach sink, and his heart began to race. "But I'm here for the salesperson job."
Jake stood up and unbuckled his belt. As he dropped his pants, he laughed and said, "I like that. It's cute. Keep doing it. We can pretend that's why you're here. When Joe said he'd hire a guy for my birthday he didn't go into any details. And I had no idea the guy would turn out to be you. But it's a nice touch. I like pretending." Then he stepped out of his pants and removed his shirt.
When Jake was standing behind the desk in nothing but light blue boxer briefs, and Treston could see his erection, he knew there would be no interview. Though Treston had been slow to catch on, it was now evident this friend of Jake's, Joe, had set Jake up with a male escort for the first time, and that was why Jake thought Treston was there. So Treston stood up and said, "I think there may have been a mistake. I should leave."
Jake's gaze lowered, and his voice trailed off. "Well, that's a first."
"Huh?"
Jake sat down behind the desk and frowned. "My buddy hires an escort for my thirtieth birthday, the escort turns out to be the hottest male stripper in town, and when he sees me in my underwear he can't wait to run out the door. Wow, man. I've been rejected before, but never quite this way."
If Jake hadn't been so adorable, and Treston hadn't been such a soft-hearted guy, Treston might have left without glancing back. But now he felt awful. He'd insulted the poor man, on his birthday, without even knowing it. He almost told Jake the absolute truth. He almost told him he didn't know this guy Joe and he hadn't been hired to come there that morning. But it bothered Treston that even a used-car dealership wouldn't consider hiring him. It bothered him so much he suddenly felt silly about all his unrealistic plans for the future. How could he be so dumb to think he could get a real job in a real place of business that didn't involve shooting ping-pong balls out of his ass?
So he stood up and took off his shoes and socks.
Jake sent him a glance and said, "I thought you were leaving. What are you doing?"
Treston took off his jacket and shirt. He smiled at Jake and said, "I was only joking around. I'm not leaving. I'm doing what I do best. And you're going to have a thirtieth birthday you'll never forget." Then he pulled off his tight red pants and walked behind the desk wearing nothing but his see-through lacy thong.
When he sat on Jake's lap, he put one hand around Jake's shoulders and reached down with the other to hold Jake's dick. He kissed him on the cheek and said, "Happy Birthday, handsome. You're so big and strong."