Chapter 3 - explanation

After the strangely bewildered woman left the room, the chub coolly started,

"Okay, now that that's taken care of...for now...ask away."

The young stud sat in one of the hallway chairs and questioned,

"How did you know in the first place?"

Once again quite coolly,

"As I'm sure you know by the account, I'm a successful business man by my own right, founder's son or not. Recently, we got wind through a business partner that one of our competitors is trying to blackmail board members, me among them. Regardless of who's involved and why. A friend of mine gave me a list of under-the-table payments made to certain resort and travel executives, your employer's being the most substantial."

Shit has officially hit the fan, the receptionist noted.

"And the cart and the basket?"

The chubby executive lowered his gaze and smiled,

"This is by no means my first show. I knew you'd be coming up here after that staged debacle in the lobby. The cart gave you an alibi and the basket gave you a reason to tell your coworker to ***."

Staged!? By now, the receptionist was panicking His mind raced for about five seconds before the most important question off all crossed his mind:

"But why come here if you knew?"

The chub gave a grin that...put the receptionist on edge to put it mildly. He didn't say a word. He walked over and pressed his chunky lips against the receptionist's,
"Because I want you to fuck me."

Before he knew what was going on, the chub had unzipped the semi-hard bulge in the recptionist's pants, and worked his mouth over the soft head like a professional. The receptionist threw his head back in unparalleled ecstasy that he hadn't known in years. By now his cock was a throbbing monster, already dripping pre-cum despite his disgust at the chub's body, which was now shirtless.

He moaned, on the verge of climax after a mere two minutes, only to be teased by the chub's talented tongue. After a few more grueling minutes of pleasurable torment, the chub's mouth left the recptionist's throbbing manhood.

Surprised and almost annoyed by the cessation of the blowjob, he looked up,

Staring him in the face was the chub's glorious posterior, two round globes of obscenely large, fat, firm perfection.
The receptionist didn't care anymore, stripping his uniform with graceless haste.
The stud grinned deviously at the prospect of fucking that ass.