The Secret Of My Sex-cess

He started with a few blows against him: he was poor and from the wrong side of the track. But what he had was hanging right between his legs - in fact he was hanging almost to his knees (only he didn't hang in times of erotic excitement - he grew to immense size... and that was almost all the time)! And he was smart. At least smart enough to know that most of the boys above him in society (and that was pretty much all of them) had wives and girlfriends whose incessant carnal needs and insatiably deep sensual desires allowed him to work some of his 'behind-the-scenes' - hump and push magic. One by one, he gave them the most exquisitely arousing sexual interludes they had ever experienced, and they loved him for it again and again. So much so that soon the closed doors of the executive branch suddenly began to open. He quickly began to climb the corporate career ladder, and soon he had the office right next to the boss. All the other boys giggled that he had gone as far as he could in the company, but what they didn't know was that the boss's wife had just invited him to tea on the yacht...