This is a multiple choice adventure in which the goal is to get to know your new employee, Alice, intimately without getting fired. Let me know if you find any errors.
Click here then continue as instructed. Enjoy!

You work as a low-level supervisor in the customer service department of Howes & Wellerman, a company that manufactures plastic furniture, amongst other items. For the past three years your department has had a fairly stable personnel line-up, but two weeks ago one of your underlings, Denise, left the company amid a sexual harassment controversy. She had never liked you all that much, and had recently made a complaint about you to Human Resources. You had strongly denied the allegation of inappropriate touching, and no disciplinary action had been taken, but the bad blood between you had cast a shadow over the department. When Denise finally left, it was something of a relief for everyone.

Denise’s replacement, Alice, starts today. She is quite pretty in a girl-next-door kind of way, but she seems a little reserved, lacking in the sort of brash confidence that Denise had in spades. You are quite attracted to her, but you know that you can’t afford to make any false moves – a fact which is reinforced when your boss, Carla, summons you into her office just after you arrive for work.

“The Denise episode left a bad taste in everyone’s mouth,” she says, “and there’s a bit of a cloud of suspicion over you, if I’m honest. Take the new girl under your wing and be nice to her … but not TOO nice. If she makes any kind of complaint to HR about you, I’ll have to let you go.”

“Trust me, I won’t give her any cause to complain,” you assure Carla. “I swear I never did anything to Denise anyway, but now of course I’m going to tread extremely carefully.”

“Glad to hear it,” says Carla.

You head to your cube – no office for a mere supervisor such as yourself – and notice that Alice is just sitting down in the cube opposite. “Hello, Alice!” you greet her. “Welcome to the company.”

She stands up again and turns to smile at you. “Hi Bob,” she says. “Thank you.” She is wearing a burgundy blouse, a pair of dark blue jeans, and black shoes with two-inch heels.

“Let me introduce you to your colleagues, Ken and Neil,” you say. “Stand up, chaps.”

Ken, in the cube next to Alice’s, and Neil, in the cube next to yours, both stand up and say hello. Ken shakes her hand over the partition, while Neil merely waves. Then they sit back down and continue with their work.

You walk over into Alice’s cube and start showing her the ropes. Fortunately she is already familiar with the company’s SAP system, and she seems to learn quickly. When she takes her first call from a customer, you sit with her and watch, impressed, as she deals with the query very professionally.

“Inevitably you’ll be asked questions to which you can’t immediately figure out the answer,” you tell her. “In that case, just take their phone number and promise to call them back shortly. Then come and ask me how to get the information. Ken or Neil can help as well, of course.”

“Thank you,” she says. “I’m sure I’ll need all the help I can get!”

“You’ll be fine,” you tell her with a smile. “Right, well I’ll just leave you to it for a while – unless you have any questions?”

“Just a quick one,” she says. “Is my outfit all right? I wouldn’t normally wear jeans in an office, but Trisha in Human Resources told me the dress code here was pretty casual…”

You think quickly before responding,

“Yes, what you’re wearing is absolutely fine.”
“Well, to be honest I’d prefer you to wear skirts.”


“Good, thank you,” she says, relaxing a little. You return to your desk and start your day's work.

Continue.


“Oh!” says Alice, looking a little taken aback. “Um, okay...”

You return to your desk and start your day's work, but it is not long before you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you asking Alice to wear a skirt?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “She told you I said that?”

“She mentioned it to Trisha, when Trisha asked how things were going! She was concerned that she had made a bad first impression!”

“Oh! Well no, it's not that at all, I just thought...”

“I don't care what you thought; you can't ask your female staff to wear a skirt! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


The minutes tick by, and soon it is nine o’clock. By this time you are rather thirsty, and you get up to make yourself some tea. It suddenly occurs to you that you have not yet shown Alice the kitchen facilities, so you pause at the entrance to her cube and say, “I’m just going to make myself some tea. Shall I introduce you to the kitchen?”

“Oh!” says Alice. “Sure – thank you.” She logs out of her phone, picks up a large pink mug, and follows you down the aisle towards the kitchen.

“If you want coffee, just pick whatever flavour you fancy from those boxes,” you say, “and pop the little cup into this machine. Put your mug on the little platform, hit the ‘Coffee’ button, and there you go.”

“I’m more of a tea person actually,” says Alice.

“Even easier then,” you tell her with a smile. “Just select one of those tea bags – not a lot of variety there I’m afraid – and press the ‘Hot Water’ button. Sugar’s right there, and milk’s in the fridge.”

“Thank you,” says Alice, and she starts making her tea. As she opens the fridge and bends over to retrieve a carton of milk, you...

admire her bottom from a few feet away.
casually walk over and give her a gentle pat on the bottom.
say “Mmmm, nice...”


Alice's bottom is very nice to look at: not fat, but pleasantly curvy. By the time she straightens up and turns around, you are looking discreetly elsewhere.

You return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.


Alice gasps as your hand touches her buttock, and she hurriedly straightens up and turns around. She stares at you for a second, then she runs out of the kitchen.

You return to your desk to find she is not in her cube. Feeling anxious, you continue with your work, but it is not long before you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you groping Alice in the kitchen?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's very distressed! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


Alice stiffens, and straightens up quickly. As she turns around, you...

are looking at your mug of coffee with a happy smile.
grin at her and give her a wink.


You look up innocently at Alice as she relaxes in relief. “Whew,” she says, “I thought ... never mind.”

Having both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.


Alice stares at you in alarm, then she hurries out of the kitchen.

You return to your desk to find she is not in her cube. Feeling anxious, you continue with your work, but it is not long before you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you making inappropriate remarks to Alice in the kitchen?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's quite upset! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


Later in the morning, you wander over to Alice's cube and ask how she's doing.

“Not bad thanks,” she says, “but I do have a question about this production system...”

You lean on her desk as you peer at her screen. As she describes what she is doing, you happen to glance down at her chest and notice that her blouse is gaping somewhat, so that you can see her black bra and a generous portion of her right breast. Will you...

turn your attention back to her screen?
let her know how much she is showing?
tell her you are enjoying the view?
start subtly rubbing her left breast through her blouse with the back of your hand?


You help Alice with her question, then you...

try to engage her in personal conversation.
return to your desk.


“Um, I don't mean to embarrass you or anything,” you say, “but you might want to be aware of how much chest you're showing...”

“Oh goodness!” says Alice, looking down at her blouse and hastily pulling it together. “Sorry about that.”

“Don't worry about it – I'm not offended or anything,” you assure her. “Just thought you'd want to know.”

“Well ... thanks,” she says awkwardly.

You turn your attention back to Alice's screen, help her with her question, then, sensing she is feeling uncomfortable, you return to your desk.

Continue.


“Mmmm, what a nice view I've got from up here...” you remark, with a little chuckle.

Alice looks down at her chest, gasps in alarm, and hastily pulls her blouse shut. Grinning, you turn your attention back to her screen, help her with her question, and return to your desk.

Not long after, you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you making inappropriate remarks to Alice?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's quite upset! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


You slowly move your right hand until it is resting against Alice's left breast. Then you gently begin to rub it, until Alice notices, and recoils in alarm. She gets up and hurries out of her cube, heading down the aisle at a near-run.

Cursing your forwardness, you return to your desk, but it is not long before you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you groping Alice?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's very upset! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


“So, Alice,” you say, “tell me about...

yourself. What do you like to do when you're not working?”
yourself. Do you currently have a boyfriend?”
your panties. What colour are they?”


Lunchtime approaches, and you tidy up a bit of outstanding correspondence. Then you lock your computer, get to your feet, and head out of your cube. You notice Alice is also preparing to leave for her lunch break. Smiling at her, you say,

“See you later, Alice.”
“Hey Alice, want to join me for lunch?”


“I paint, and play music,” says Alice.

“Really?” you respond, sitting down on the chair in the corner of her cube. “What do you play?”

She swings her chair around to face you, and begins to tell you with great enthusiasm about her love of classical music, and the violin which she plays in a local orchestra. You respond with questions and the occasional witty remark, and soon Alice seems much more happy and at ease with you than she had been until now.

Eventually you say, “Well, no rest for the wicked! But thank you for sharing all that, Alice – it's nice to have someone with a bit of culture on the team!”

She laughs and thanks you, and you return to your desk.

Continue.


“Um,” says Alice, her cheeks turning a little pink, “no, not right now. Why do you ask?”

“Just curious!” you tell her with a smile. But since she is looking rather uncomfortable, you add, “Sorry if the question bothered you. I just like to know if my colleagues have significant others or families, so we can be sure to invite them along to certain company events.”

“Oh,” says Alice, looking relieved.

“Well, I'll let you get back to work,” you say, and you return to your desk.

Continue.


Alice gasps. “What kind of question is that?” she demands, and she gets up and hurries out of her cube.

“Shit,” you mutter as you head back into your own cube.

It is not long before you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you making inappropriate remarks to Alice?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's rather upset! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


You go out and eat a light lunch at Borger's Burgers (despite the name, they have an excellent soup and salad option), and then you return to the office.

Continue.


“It's customary for bosses to treat new employees to lunch on their first day,” you tell her. “How about it?”

“Okay, sure,” she says.

You drive her to Borger's Burgers, where you usually have lunch. Inside, you order a soup and salad, while Alice gets a turkey burger sandwich. She sits down in a booth, and you...

sit down opposite her.
sit down next to her.


It is almost time for your daily team meeting, and you run some reports in preparation. You head into the conference room and see several of your colleagues and underlings already assembled. You look at the available empty chairs, and choose to sit...

on Alice's right.
opposite Alice.
at the head of the table.


You converse with Alice about various topics, and seem to be getting on well with her. But then a lull in the conversation threatens to become an awkward silence, so you quickly...

compliment her hair.
compliment her eyes.
compliment her breasts.


Alice looks alarmed as you sit next to her, and although she does not object, she seems stiff and uncomfortable throughout your lunch together. It is difficult to engage her in conversation.

Eventually, desperate to lighten the mood, you...

tell her that she is easily the hottest woman in your department.
apologise for your faux pas in sitting next to her.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

welcome Alice to the team.
make a joke at the expense of a colleague.
place your hand on Alice's thigh.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

welcome Alice to the team.
make a joke at the expense of a colleague.
kick off one shoe and reach out to stroke Alice's leg with your foot.


Carla enters and sits down, looking momentarily annoyed that you have taken her usual spot. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

welcome Alice to the team.
make a joke at the expense of a colleague.


Alice smiles and thanks you. The two of you finish your meal, and then you drive her back to the office.

Continue.


Alice laughs nervously, and mumbles an uncomfortable “thank you”. Sensing you have gone too far, you mutter an apology and hope that she does not complain about you to Human Resources.

The rest of the meal is spent in silence, and then you drive Alice back to work.

Continue.


“Your breasts look nice,” you say. “Not that I can see them of course, but they certainly fill out your blouse nicely.”

Alice, her mouth agape, quickly folds her arms across her chest. “Would you take me back to the office please?” she says.

“Oh – sure,” you reply, rather disappointed by her reaction.

You drive her back to work, and start preparing reports for your daily team meeting. You have not got far, however, before you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you making inappropriate remarks to Alice?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's very upset! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


Alice's jaw drops. “Oh my God,” she says. “No job is worth this. Would you take me back to the office please?”

“Oh – sure,” you reply, rather disappointed by her reaction.

You drive her back to work, and start preparing reports for your daily team meeting. You have not got far, however, before you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you making inappropriate remarks to Alice?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's very upset! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


Alice visibly relaxes. “It was a little weird,” she admits, “but don't worry about it.”

You spend the rest of the meal on the other side of the table, and afterwards, you drive Alice back to work.

Continue.


Alice smiles a little bashfully as your boss and colleagues join you in welcoming her. Then your boss makes some announcements, your colleague Stuart reports on production issues, and then finally the meeting is over.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


“…Not that Craig here would know anything about that!” you joke, and there is a ripple of chuckles around the table, though Craig himself looks rather annoyed. You glance over at Alice; she does not seem impressed.

“Well that was a little uncalled-for,” says Carla candidly. “Now if we might proceed…” She makes some announcements, then another of your colleagues, Stuart, reports on some production issues. Finally, the meeting is over.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you subtly ease your left hand on to Alice’s right thigh and give it a gentle squeeze. She stiffens, but does not say anything. Encouraged, you start to slide your hand a little higher up her leg, but at this point she reaches down and pushes your hand away.

Your colleague Stuart reports on some production issues, and then the meeting is over. You return to your cube and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence. Less than ten minutes later, however, you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you groping Alice’s leg in our team meeting?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's very upset! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you carefully ease your right foot out of its shoe, and then you roll your chair right up to the table and stick out your foot as far as it will reach. It soon connects with Alice’s leg, and you begin to stroke her shin with your sock-clad toes. She stiffens and looks sharply across the table at you. You grin at her, and she looks rather disgusted. Pushing her chair away from the table, she maintains a safe distance for the rest of the meeting.

Your colleague Stuart reports on some production issues, and then the meeting is over. You return to your cube and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence. Less than ten minutes later, however, you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you groping Alice’s leg in our team meeting?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's very upset! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


Half an hour later, the phones have gone quiet, and your own workload is fairly light. You decide to pass the time by…

offering Alice some one-on-one training time in one of the conference rooms.
surfing the internet.
playing a prank on Alice.


You put your plan to Alice, and she nods. “Sure,” she says, “I value any training you can give me.”

You undock your laptop and carry it through to the nearest conference room. As Alice sits down, you set it up in front of her, and talk her through various parts of the company’s systems. This necessitates that you sit very close to her, so that you can point to things on the laptop’s screen, and you contemplate taking advantage of the situation. Will you…

resolve to keep your hands to yourself for the duration of this training session?
contrive to brush her breast with your hand as you reach toward the screen?
give her a neck massage while she navigates the systems?


You begin looking at news stories, Wikipedia articles, and movie websites, and the time quickly passes.

Continue.


While Alice is in the toilet, you sneak into her cube with a jar of jam, and liberally coat the headset of her phone with the sticky preserve. When Alice returns and sits down, you watch her with barely suppressed glee. Her phone rings a moment later, she picks up the headset, and…

“Ugh!” she exclaims. “What the heck?”

“It was Bob!” says Neil. “I saw him do it.”

“Great, thanks Neil,” you say in annoyance.

Alice glares at you as she hurriedly cleans her hand and headset with a tissue before answering her phone. You are not sure whether the prank was worth the effort, but it was fun seeing her reaction!

Still chuckling to yourself, you turn back to your computer and pass the rest of the afternoon relatively idly.

Continue.


The training session goes well, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


Alice gasps and recoils as the back of your hand brushes her breast through her blouse.

“Oops sorry!” you say, and quickly try to deflect her attention from your misdeed. “See that icon right there? That lets you drill down into the inventory history … and will even show you currently planned future activity!”

“Cool,” says Alice. She seems a little wary, but says nothing about what you did. It looks like you may have got away with it.

The rest of the training session goes well, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


“You seem a little stiff,” you say, and you commence an impromptu massage of her neck.

Alice tenses up immediately, and says, “Um, I’d rather you didn’t do that!”

“Oh, sorry,” you reply, and you stop massaging her.

The rest of the training session goes well, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. Less than ten minutes later, however, you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you giving Alice an unsolicited massage in the conference room?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's very upset! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


Five o’clock rolls around, and you get ready to leave. Alice does the same, and you smile at her as she steps out of her cube. “How was today for you?” you ask her.

“Oh it was good!” says Alice. “I think I’m holding my own with the phones, and I’m learning a lot.”

“Good!” you reply. “Well, see you tomorrow then!”

You head home, have dinner, and watch some television. That night you fall asleep thinking about Alice, and how nice it will be to see her again…

Continue.


Your next day at work promises to be much like any other day at work … except that now you have a few hours with the lovely Alice to look forward to. You smile as you enter your office building, and when you reach your cube, you see that she is already sitting at her desk. You peer into her cube to see what she is wearing, and note that her outfit today is very similar to her last one: a blouse and jeans.

“Hi Alice,” you say, and she looks up and smiles at you.

“Hi!” she replies. “How are you today?”

“Fine thanks,” you tell her. “You?”

“Also fine,” she says, and she giggles a little.

It is a shame that she is wearing jeans again, but you are not sure of the best way to convince her to start wearing skirts. You clear your throat, then say,

“Um, I know a few of the women here do wear jeans … but I think skirts are more professional…”
“Well, have fun today. Let me know if you need anything.”


Alice’s face falls. “You don’t want me wearing jeans?”

“Well I’m not suggesting you go home and change,” you say, with a little laugh. “But maybe from now on … you could wear a skirt?”

“Um … okay,” says Alice, looking a little troubled.

“Awesome – thank you,” you say, and you head to your desk.

Not long afterward, however, you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you asking Alice to wear a skirt?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “She told you I said that?”

“She mentioned it to Trisha, when Trisha asked how things were going! She was concerned that she had misunderstood the dress code!”

“Oh! Well no, it's not that at all, I just thought...”

“I don't care what you thought,” snaps Carla, “you can't ask your female staff to wear a skirt! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


“Thanks!” she says. “I will.”

You head to your desk and start your day's work.

Continue.


The minutes tick by, and soon it is nine o’clock. By this time you are rather thirsty, and you get up to make yourself some tea. To your delight, Alice is just emerging from her cube, apparently with the same idea as you – she is carrying her pink mug.

“We appear to have had the same thought!” she says with a giggle, and the two of you walk together down the aisle towards the kitchen.

As you make your drink, Alice walks over to the fridge, and you smile as she opens it and bends over to fetch a carton of milk. Her shapely bottom is really quite lovely, so you…

admire it from a few feet away.
casually walk over and give it a gentle pat.
say “Mmmm, nice...”


You spend a few very pleasant seconds checking out Alice’s bottom, but by the time she straightens up and turns around, you are looking discreetly elsewhere.

You return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.


Alice gasps as your hand touches her buttock, and she hurriedly straightens up and turns around. She stares at you for a second, then she runs out of the kitchen.

You return to your desk to find she is not in her cube. Feeling anxious, you continue with your work, but it is not long before you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you groping Alice in the kitchen?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's very distressed! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


Alice stiffens, and straightens up quickly. As she turns around, you...

are looking at your mug of coffee with a happy smile.
grin at her and give her a wink.


You look up innocently at Alice, who looks relieved, then a little suspicious. “Were you really just talking about ... oh never mind,” she says.

Having both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.


Alice stares at you in alarm, then she hurries out of the kitchen.

You return to your desk to find she is not in her cube. Feeling anxious, you continue with your work, but it is not long before you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you making inappropriate remarks to Alice in the kitchen?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's quite upset! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


Later in the morning, you wander over to Alice's cube and ask how she's doing.

“Not bad thanks,” she says, “but I do have a question about this production system...”

You lean on her desk as you peer at her screen. As she describes what she is doing, you happen to glance down at her chest and notice that her blouse is gaping somewhat, so that you can see her bra and a generous portion of her right breast. Will you...

turn your attention back to her screen?
let her know how much she is showing?
tell her you are enjoying the view?
start subtly rubbing her left breast through her blouse with the back of your hand?


You help Alice with her question, then you...

try to engage her in personal conversation.
return to your desk.


“Um, Alice,” you say, “your blouse…”

“Oops!” says Alice, blushing crimson as she looks down at her blouse and hastily pulls it together. “Sorry about that.”

You chuckle. “No need to apologise,” you tell her. “I just thought you should know.”

“Well ... thanks,” she says awkwardly.

You turn your attention back to Alice's screen, help her with her question, then, sensing she is feeling uncomfortable, you return to your desk.

Continue.


“Mmmm, what a nice view I've got from up here...” you remark, with a little chuckle.

Alice looks down at her chest, gasps in alarm, and hastily pulls her blouse shut. Grinning, you turn your attention back to her screen, help her with her question, and return to your desk.

Not long after, you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you making inappropriate remarks to Alice?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's quite upset! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


You slowly move your right hand until it is resting against Alice's left breast. Then you gently begin to rub it, until Alice notices, and recoils in alarm. She gets up and hurries out of her cube, heading down the aisle at a near-run.

Cursing your forwardness, you return to your desk, but it is not long before you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you groping Alice?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's very upset! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


“So, Alice,” you say, “tell me about...

your hobbies.”
your love life.”
your panties. What colour are they?”


Lunchtime approaches, and you tidy up a bit of outstanding correspondence. Then you lock your computer, get to your feet, and head out of your cube. You notice Alice is also preparing to leave for her lunch break. Smiling at her, you say,

“See you later, Alice.”
“Hey Alice, want to join me for lunch?”


“Well,” says Alice, and she starts telling you about how much fun she has been having with painting portraits of her favourite movie stars. You sit down on the chair in the corner of her cube, and she swings her chair around to face you. After quite a long chat, Alice’s mood seems very good, and she opens up to you a little more, telling you about her six-year-old son, Charlie, and his father, who recently abandoned them both for another woman.

Eventually you say, “Well, we’d better get back to work. Thanks for the chat, Alice.”

She thanks you in return, and you go back to your desk.

Continue.


“Um,” says Alice, her cheeks turning a little pink, “I’d rather not, if you don’t mind…”

“Sorry, I was just curious!” you tell her with a smile. But since she is looking rather uncomfortable, you add, “Well, I'll let you get back to work,” and you return to your desk.

Continue.


Alice gasps. “What kind of question is that?” she demands, and she gets up and hurries out of her cube.

“Shit,” you mutter as you head back into your own cube.

It is not long before you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you making inappropriate remarks to Alice?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's rather upset! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


You go out and eat a light lunch at Borger's Burgers, and then you return to the office.

Continue.


“Um, thank you but no – I brought my own sandwiches,” she says.

“Okay, fair enough,” you respond.

You go out alone and eat a light lunch at Borger's Burgers, and then you return to the office.

Continue.


It is almost time for your daily team meeting, and you run some reports in preparation. You head into the conference room and see several of your colleagues and underlings already assembled. You look at the available empty chairs, and choose to sit...

on Alice's right.
opposite Alice.
at the head of the table.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
place your hand on Alice's thigh.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
kick off one shoe and reach out to stroke Alice's leg with your foot.


Carla enters and sits down, looking momentarily annoyed that you have taken her usual spot. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.


Nobody says anything, so your boss takes over and makes some announcements, and then your colleague Stuart reports on production issues. Finally the meeting ends.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


Carla makes some announcements, then another of your colleagues, Stuart, reports on some production issues. Finally, the meeting is over.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you subtly ease your left hand on to Alice’s right thigh and give it a gentle squeeze. She stiffens, but does not say anything. Encouraged, you start to slide your hand a little higher up her leg, but at this point she reaches down and pushes your hand away.

Your colleague Stuart reports on some production issues, and then the meeting is over. You return to your cube and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence. Less than ten minutes later, however, you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you groping Alice’s leg in our team meeting?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's very upset! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you carefully ease your right foot out of its shoe, and then you roll your chair right up to the table and stick out your foot as far as it will reach. It soon connects with Alice’s leg, and you begin to stroke her shin with your sock-clad toes. She stiffens and looks sharply across the table at you. You grin at her, and she looks rather disgusted. Pushing her chair away from the table, she maintains a safe distance for the rest of the meeting.

Your colleague Stuart reports on some production issues, and then the meeting is over. You return to your cube and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence. Less than ten minutes later, however, you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you groping Alice’s leg in our team meeting?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's very upset! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


Half an hour later, the phones have gone quiet, and your own workload is fairly light. You decide to pass the time by…

offering Alice some one-on-one training time in one of the conference rooms.
surfing the internet.
playing a prank on Alice.


You put your plan to Alice, and she nods. “Sure,” she says, “The more training I can get, the better.”

You undock your laptop and carry it through to the nearest conference room. As Alice sits down, you set it up in front of her, and talk her through various parts of the company’s systems. This necessitates that you sit very close to her, so that you can point to things on the laptop’s screen, and you contemplate taking advantage of the situation. Will you…

resolve to keep your hands to yourself for the duration of this training session?
contrive to brush her breast with your hand as you reach toward the screen?
give her a neck massage while she navigates the systems?


You begin looking at news stories, Wikipedia articles, and movie websites, and the time quickly passes.

Continue.


While Alice is in the toilet, you sneak into her cube with a jar of jam, and liberally coat the headset of her phone with the sticky preserve. When Alice returns and sits down, you watch her with barely suppressed glee. Her phone rings a moment later, she picks up the headset, and…

“Ugh!” she exclaims. “Really?!”

“Bob did it!” reports Neil.

You roll your eyes. “Thanks Neil,” you say in annoyance.

Alice glares at you as she hurriedly cleans her hand and headset with a tissue before answering her phone. You are not sure whether the prank was worth the effort, but it was fun seeing her reaction!

Still chuckling to yourself, you turn back to your computer and pass the rest of the afternoon relatively idly.

Continue.


The training session goes well, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


Alice gasps and recoils as the back of your hand brushes her breast through her blouse.

“Oops sorry!” you say, and quickly try to deflect her attention from your misdeed by pointing out things on the screen.

Alice seems a little wary, but says nothing about what you did. It looks like you may have got away with it.

The rest of the training session goes well, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


“You seem a little stiff,” you say, and you commence an impromptu massage of her neck.

Alice tenses up immediately, and says, “Um, I’d rather you didn’t do that!”

“Oh, sorry,” you reply, and you stop massaging her.

The rest of the training session goes well, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. Less than ten minutes later, however, you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you giving Alice an unsolicited massage in the conference room?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's very upset! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


Five o’clock rolls around, and you get ready to leave. Alice does the same, and you smile at her as she steps out of her cube. “Did you have a good day?” you ask her.

“Yes thanks!” says Alice. “I think I’m getting the hang of it.”

“Good!” you reply. “Well, see you tomorrow then!”

You head home, have dinner, and watch some television. That night you fall asleep thinking about Alice, and how nice it will be to see her again…

Continue.


You arrive for your next day at work feeling very upbeat, and looking forward to spending some more time with Alice. You smile as you enter your office building, and when you reach your cube, you see that she is already sitting at her desk. You peer into her cube to see what she is wearing, and note that her outfit today is very similar to her last one: a blouse and jeans.

“Hi Alice,” you say, and she looks up and smiles at you.

“Hi!” she replies. “How are you today?”

“Fine thanks,” you tell her. “You?”

“Also fine,” she says, and she giggles a little.

It is a shame that she is wearing jeans again, but you are not sure of the best way to convince her to start wearing skirts. You clear your throat, then say,

“Um, I know a few of the women here do wear jeans … but I think skirts are more professional…”
“Well, have fun today. Let me know if you need anything.”


Alice’s face falls. “You don’t want me wearing jeans?”

“Well I’m not suggesting you go home and change,” you say, with a little laugh. “But maybe from now on … you could wear a skirt?”

“Um … okay,” says Alice, looking a little troubled.

“Awesome – thank you,” you say, and you head to your desk.

Not long afterward, however, you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you asking Alice to wear a skirt?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “She told you I said that?”

“She mentioned it to Trisha, when Trisha asked how things were going! She was concerned that she had misunderstood the dress code!”

“Oh! Well no, it's not that at all, I just thought...”

“I don't care what you thought,” snaps Carla, “you can't ask your female staff to wear a skirt! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


“Thanks!” she says. “I will.”

You head to your desk and start your day's work.

Continue.


The minutes tick by, and soon it is nine o’clock. By this time you are rather thirsty, and you get up to make yourself some tea. To your delight, Alice is just emerging from her cube, apparently with the same idea as you – she is carrying her pink mug.

“We appear to be on the same schedule!” she laughs, and the two of you walk together down the aisle towards the kitchen.

As you make your drink, Alice walks over to the fridge, and you smile as she opens it and bends over to fetch a carton of milk. Her shapely bottom is really quite lovely, so you…

admire it from a few feet away.
casually walk over and give it a gentle pat.
say “Mmmm, nice...”


You spend a few very pleasant seconds checking out Alice’s bottom, but by the time she straightens up and turns around, you are looking discreetly elsewhere.

You return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.


Alice gasps as your hand touches her buttock, and she hurriedly straightens up and turns around. She stares at you for a second, then she runs out of the kitchen.

You return to your desk to find she is not in her cube. Feeling anxious, you continue with your work, but it is not long before you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you groping Alice in the kitchen?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's very distressed! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


Alice stiffens, and straightens up quickly. As she turns around, you...

are looking at your mug of coffee with a happy smile.
grin at her and give her a wink.


You look up innocently at Alice, who looks a little suspicious. “You sure you were referring to your coffee just then?” she asks with a raised eyebrow.

“Of course!” you say. “What else would I be referring to?”

She chuckles, and shrugs. “Never mind,” she says.

Having both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.


Alice stares at you in alarm, then she hurries out of the kitchen.

You return to your desk to find she is not in her cube. Feeling anxious, you continue with your work, but it is not long before you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you making inappropriate remarks to Alice in the kitchen?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's quite upset! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


Later in the morning, you wander over to Alice's cube and ask how she's doing.

“Not bad thanks,” she says, “but I do have a question...”

You lean on her desk as you peer at her screen. As she describes what she is doing, you happen to glance down at her chest and notice that her blouse is gaping somewhat, so that you can see her bra and a generous portion of her right breast. Will you...

turn your attention back to her screen?
let her know how much she is showing?
tell her you are enjoying the view?
start subtly rubbing her left breast through her blouse with the back of your hand?


You help Alice with her question, then you...

try to engage her in personal conversation.
return to your desk.


“Um, Alice,” you say, “your blouse…”

“Oops!” says Alice, blushing crimson as she looks down at her blouse and hastily pulls it together. “Sorry about that.”

You chuckle. “No need to apologise,” you tell her. “I just thought you might want to know.”

“Well ... thanks,” she says awkwardly.

You turn your attention back to Alice's screen, help her with her question, then, sensing she is feeling uncomfortable, you return to your desk.

Continue.


“Mmmm, what a nice view I've got from up here...” you remark, with a little chuckle.

Alice looks down at her chest, gasps in alarm, and hastily pulls her blouse shut. Grinning, you turn your attention back to her screen, help her with her question, and return to your desk.

Not long after, you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you making inappropriate remarks to Alice?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's quite upset! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


You slowly move your right hand until it is resting against Alice's left breast. Then you gently begin to rub it, until Alice notices, and recoils in alarm. She gets up and hurries out of her cube, heading down the aisle at a near-run.

Cursing your forwardness, you return to your desk, but it is not long before you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you groping Alice?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's very upset! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


“So, Alice,” you say, “tell me about...

your hobbies.”
your love life.”
your panties. What colour are they?”


Lunchtime approaches, and you tidy up a bit of outstanding correspondence. Then you lock your computer, get to your feet, and head out of your cube. You notice Alice is also preparing to leave for her lunch break. Smiling at her, you say,

“See you later, Alice.”
“Hey Alice, want to join me for lunch?”


“Well,” says Alice, and she starts telling you about how much fun she has been having with painting portraits of her favourite movie stars. You sit down on the chair in the corner of her cube, and she swings her chair around to face you. After quite a long chat, Alice’s mood seems very good.

Eventually you say, “Well, back to work. Thanks for the chat, Alice!”

She laughs and thanks you, and you return to your desk.

Continue.


“Um,” says Alice, her cheeks turning a little pink, “I’d rather not, if you don’t mind…”

“Sorry, I was just curious!” you tell her with a smile. But since she is looking rather uncomfortable, you add, “Well, I'll let you get back to work,” and you return to your desk.

Continue.


Alice gasps. “What kind of question is that?” she demands, and she gets up and hurries out of her cube.

“Shit,” you mutter as you head back into your own cube.

It is not long before you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you making inappropriate remarks to Alice?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's rather upset! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


You go out and eat a light lunch at Borger's Burgers, and then you return to the office.

Continue.


“Um, thank you but no – I brought my own sandwiches,” she says.

“Okay, fair enough,” you respond.

You go out alone and eat a light lunch at Borger's Burgers, and then you return to the office.

Continue.


It is almost time for your daily team meeting, and you run some reports in preparation. You head into the conference room and see several of your colleagues and underlings already assembled. You look at the available empty chairs, and choose to sit...

on Alice's right.
opposite Alice.
at the head of the table.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
place your hand on Alice's thigh.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
kick off one shoe and reach out to stroke Alice's leg with your foot.


Carla enters and sits down, looking momentarily annoyed that you have taken her usual spot. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.


Nobody says anything, so your boss takes over and makes some announcements, and then your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report. Finally the meeting ends.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


Carla makes some announcements, then another of your colleagues, Stuart, gives his daily production report. Finally, the meeting is over.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you subtly ease your left hand on to Alice’s right thigh and give it a gentle squeeze. She stiffens, but does not say anything. Encouraged, you start to slide your hand a little higher up her leg, but at this point she reaches down and pushes your hand away.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. You return to your cube and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence. Less than ten minutes later, however, you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you groping Alice’s leg in our team meeting?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's very upset! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you carefully ease your right foot out of its shoe, and then you roll your chair right up to the table and stick out your foot as far as it will reach. It soon connects with Alice’s leg, and you begin to stroke her shin with your sock-clad toes. She stiffens and looks sharply across the table at you. You grin at her, and she looks rather disgusted. Pushing her chair away from the table, she maintains a safe distance for the rest of the meeting.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. You return to your cube and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence. Less than ten minutes later, however, you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you groping Alice’s leg in our team meeting?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's very upset! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


Half an hour later, the phones have gone quiet, and your own workload is fairly light. You decide to pass the time by…

offering Alice some one-on-one training time in one of the conference rooms.
surfing the internet.
playing a prank on Alice.


You put your plan to Alice, and she nods. “Sure,” she says, “The more training I can get, the better.”

You undock your laptop and carry it through to the nearest conference room. As Alice sits down, you set it up in front of her, and talk her through various parts of the company’s systems. This necessitates that you sit very close to her, so that you can point to things on the laptop’s screen, and you contemplate taking advantage of the situation. Will you…

resolve to keep your hands to yourself for the duration of this training session?
contrive to brush her breast with your hand as you reach toward the screen?
give her a neck massage while she navigates the systems?


You begin looking at news stories, Wikipedia articles, and movie websites, and the time quickly passes.

Continue.


While Alice is in the toilet, you replace her standard computer mouse with a novelty mouse from a nearby party supplies shop. It has fur and whiskers, but functions exactly like an ordinary mouse.

When Alice returns and sits down at her desk, she squeals, then bursts out laughing. “What the heck’s this?” she asks.

“Bob did it!” reports Neil.

You roll your eyes. “Thanks Neil,” you say.

Alice turns and grins at you. “Can I keep it?” she says.

“Sure!” you reply.

“Awesome,” she says, and she giggles as she strokes the mouse.

Chuckling to yourself, you turn back to your computer and pass the rest of the afternoon relatively idly.

Continue.


The training session goes well, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


Alice gasps and recoils as the back of your hand brushes her breast through her blouse.

“Oops sorry!” you say, and quickly try to deflect her attention from your misdeed by pointing out things on the screen.

Alice seems a little wary, but says nothing about what you did. It looks like you may have got away with it.

The rest of the training session goes well, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


“You seem a little stiff,” you say, and you commence an impromptu massage of her neck.

Alice tenses up immediately, and says, “Um, I’d rather you didn’t do that!”

“Oh, sorry,” you reply, and you stop massaging her.

The rest of the training session goes well, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. Less than ten minutes later, however, you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you giving Alice an unsolicited massage in the conference room?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's very upset! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


Five o’clock rolls around, and you get ready to leave. Alice does the same, and you smile at her as she steps out of her cube. “Did you have a good day?” you ask her.

“Yes thanks,” says Alice.

“Good!” you reply. “Well, see you tomorrow then!”

You head home, have dinner, and watch some television. That night you fall asleep thinking about Alice, and how nice it will be to see her again…

Continue.


You arrive for your next day at work feeling very upbeat, and looking forward to spending some more time with Alice. You smile as you enter your office building, and when you reach your cube, you see that she is already sitting at her desk. You peer into her cube to see what she is wearing, and note that today she is wearing is very similar to her last one: a blouse and jeans.

“Hi Alice,” you say, and she looks up and smiles at you.

“Hi!” she replies. “How are you today?”

“Fine thanks,” you tell her. “You?”

“Also fine,” she says, and she giggles a little.

It is a shame that she is wearing jeans again, but you are not sure of the best way to convince her to start wearing skirts. You clear your throat, then say,

“Um, I know a few of the women here do wear jeans … but I think skirts are more professional…”
“Well, have fun today. Let me know if you need anything.”


Alice’s face falls. “You don’t want me wearing jeans?”

“Well I’m not suggesting you go home and change,” you say, with a little laugh. “But maybe from now on … you could wear a skirt?”

“Um … okay,” says Alice, looking a little troubled.

“Awesome – thank you,” you say, and you head to your desk.

Not long afterward, however, you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you asking Alice to wear a skirt?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “She told you I said that?”

“She mentioned it to Trisha, when Trisha asked how things were going! She was concerned that she had misunderstood the dress code!”

“Oh! Well no, it's not that at all, I just thought...”

“I don't care what you thought,” snaps Carla, “you can't ask your female staff to wear a skirt! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


“Thanks!” she says. “I will.”

You head to your desk and start your day's work.

Continue.


The minutes tick by, and soon it is nine o’clock. By this time you are rather thirsty, and you get up to make yourself some tea. To your delight, Alice is just emerging from her cube, apparently with the same idea as you – she is carrying her pink mug.

“Nine o’clock drink time!” she laughs, and the two of you walk together down the aisle towards the kitchen.

As you make your drink, Alice walks over to the fridge, and you smile as she opens it and bends over to fetch a carton of milk. Her shapely bottom is really quite lovely, so you…

admire it from a few feet away.
casually walk over and give it a gentle pat.
say “Mmmm, nice...”


You spend a few very pleasant seconds checking out Alice’s bottom, but by the time she straightens up and turns around, you are looking discreetly elsewhere.

You return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.


Alice gasps as your hand touches her buttock, and she hurriedly straightens up and turns around. She stares at you for a second, then she runs out of the kitchen.

You return to your desk to find she is not in her cube. Feeling anxious, you continue with your work, but it is not long before you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you groping Alice in the kitchen?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's very distressed! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


Alice stiffens, and straightens up quickly. As she turns around, you...

are looking at your mug of coffee with a happy smile.
grin at her and give her a wink.


You look up innocently at Alice, who looks rather amused. “You sure you were referring to your coffee just then?” she asks with a raised eyebrow.

“Of course!” you say. “What else would I be referring to?”

She laughs. “Well if it was really the coffee, then never mind!” she says.

Having both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.


Alice stares at you in disapproval. “You shouldn’t say things like that to your employees,” she says.

“I do apologise,” you say, not entirely sincerely.

“Hmm,” she says.

Having both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.


Later in the morning, you wander over to Alice's cube and ask how she's doing.

“Not bad thanks,” she says, “but I do have a question...”

You lean on her desk as you peer at her screen. As she describes what she is doing, you happen to glance down at her chest and notice that her blouse is gaping somewhat, so that you can see her bra and a generous portion of her right breast. Will you...

turn your attention back to her screen?
let her know how much she is showing?
tell her you are enjoying the view?
start subtly rubbing her left breast through her blouse with the back of your hand?


You help Alice with her question, then you...

try to engage her in personal conversation.
return to your desk.


“Um, Alice,” you say, “your blouse…”

“Oops!” says Alice, blushing crimson as she looks down at her blouse and hastily pulls it together. “Sorry about that.”

You chuckle. “No need to apologise,” you tell her.

“Yeah, well, thanks for letting me know,” she says.

You turn your attention back to Alice's screen, help her with her question, and then you return to your desk.

Continue.


“Mmmm, what a nice view I've got from up here...” you remark, with a little chuckle.

Alice looks down at her chest, gasps in alarm, and hastily pulls her blouse shut. Grinning, you turn your attention back to her screen, help her with her question, and return to your desk.

Not long after, you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you making inappropriate remarks to Alice?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's quite upset! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


You slowly move your right hand until it is resting against Alice's left breast. Then you gently begin to rub it, until Alice notices, and recoils in alarm. She gets up and hurries out of her cube, heading down the aisle at a near-run.

Cursing your forwardness, you return to your desk, but it is not long before you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you groping Alice?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's very upset! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


“So, Alice,” you say, “tell me about...

your hobbies.”
your love life.”
your panties. What colour are they?”


Lunchtime approaches, and you tidy up a bit of outstanding correspondence. Then you lock your computer, get to your feet, and head out of your cube. You notice Alice is also preparing to leave for her lunch break. Smiling at her, you say,

“See you later, Alice.”
“Hey Alice, want to join me for lunch?”


“Well,” says Alice, and she starts telling you about how much fun she has been having recently with the orchestra in which she plays the violin. You sit down on the chair in the corner of her cube, and she swings her chair around to face you. After quite a long chat, Alice’s mood seems very good.

Eventually you say, “Well, back to work. Thanks for the chat, Alice!”

She laughs and thanks you, and you return to your desk.

Continue.


“Um,” says Alice, her cheeks turning a little pink, “I’d rather not, if you don’t mind…”

“Sorry, I was just curious!” you tell her with a smile. But since she is looking rather uncomfortable, you add, “Well, I'll let you get back to work,” and you return to your desk.

Continue.


Alice gasps. “What kind of question is that?” she demands, and she gets up and hurries out of her cube.

“Shit,” you mutter as you head back into your own cube.

It is not long before you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you making inappropriate remarks to Alice?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's rather upset! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


You go out and eat a light lunch at Borger's Burgers, and then you return to the office.

Continue.


“Um, thank you but no – I brought my own sandwiches,” she says.

“Okay, fair enough,” you respond.

You go out alone and eat a light lunch at Borger's Burgers, and then you return to the office.

Continue.


It is almost time for your daily team meeting, and you run some reports in preparation. You head into the conference room and see several of your colleagues and underlings already assembled. You look at the available empty chairs, and choose to sit...

on Alice's right.
opposite Alice.
at the head of the table.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
place your hand on Alice's thigh.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
kick off one shoe and reach out to stroke Alice's leg with your foot.


Carla enters and sits down, looking momentarily annoyed that you have taken her usual spot. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
compliment Alice on how well she has integrated into the team.


Alice’s cheeks turn pink as you tell everyone how well she has been doing, but she looks pleased, and smiles at you.

“That’s excellent!” says Carla. “Good job, Alice – looks like we made the right choice!”

“Thank you,” says Alice.

Carla proceeds to make some announcements, and then Stuart does his production report. Finally the meeting ends.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


Nobody says anything, so your boss takes over and makes some announcements, and then your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report. Finally the meeting ends.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


Carla makes some announcements, then another of your colleagues, Stuart, gives his daily production report. Finally, the meeting is over.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you subtly ease your left hand on to Alice’s right thigh and give it a gentle squeeze. She stiffens, but does not say anything. Encouraged, you start to slide your hand a little higher up her leg, but at this point she reaches down and pushes your hand away.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. You return to your cube and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence. Less than ten minutes later, however, you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you groping Alice’s leg in our team meeting?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's very upset! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you carefully ease your right foot out of its shoe, and then you roll your chair right up to the table and stick out your foot as far as it will reach. It soon connects with Alice’s leg, and you begin to stroke her shin with your sock-clad toes. She stiffens and looks sharply across the table at you. You grin at her, and she looks rather disgusted. Pushing her chair away from the table, she maintains a safe distance for the rest of the meeting.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. You return to your cube and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence. Less than ten minutes later, however, you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you groping Alice’s leg in our team meeting?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's very upset! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


Half an hour later, the phones have gone quiet, and your own workload is fairly light. You decide to pass the time by…

offering Alice some one-on-one training time in one of the conference rooms.
surfing the internet.


You put your plan to Alice, and she nods. “Sure,” she says, “The more training I can get, the better.”

You undock your laptop and carry it through to the nearest conference room. As Alice sits down, you set it up in front of her, and talk her through various parts of the company’s systems. This necessitates that you sit very close to her, so that you can point to things on the laptop’s screen, and you contemplate taking advantage of the situation. Will you…

resolve to keep your hands to yourself for the duration of this training session?
contrive to brush her breast with your hand as you reach toward the screen?
give her a neck massage while she navigates the systems?


You begin looking at news stories, Wikipedia articles, and movie websites, and the time quickly passes.

Continue.


The training session goes well, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


Alice gasps and recoils as the back of your hand brushes her breast through her blouse.

“Oops sorry!” you say, and quickly try to deflect her attention from your misdeed by pointing out things on the screen.

Alice seems a little wary, but says nothing about what you did. It looks like you may have got away with it.

The rest of the training session goes well, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


“You seem a little stiff,” you say, and you commence an impromptu massage of her neck.

Alice tenses up immediately, and says, “Um, I’d rather you didn’t do that!”

“Oh, sorry,” you reply, and you stop massaging her.

The rest of the training session goes well, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. Less than ten minutes later, however, you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you giving Alice an unsolicited massage in the conference room?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's quite upset! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


Five o’clock rolls around, and you get ready to leave. Alice does the same, and you smile at her as she steps out of her cube. “Did you have a good day?” you ask her.

“Yes thanks,” says Alice.

“Good!” you reply. “Well, see you tomorrow then!”

You head home, have dinner, and watch some television. That night you fall asleep thinking about Alice, and how nice it will be to see her again…

Continue.


You arrive for your next day at work feeling very upbeat, and looking forward to spending some more time with Alice. As you head down the aisle towards your cube, you see her in the process of walking into hers. You are very happy to note that today she is wearing a knee-length skirt.

“Hi Alice,” you say, and she turns and smiles at you.

“Hi!” she replies. “How are you today?”

“Fine thanks,” you tell her. “You?”

“Also fine,” she says, and she giggles a little.

You feel you should make some mention of her skirt, in the hope of ensuring that this becomes a regular thing. You clear your throat, then say,

“Thank you for wearing a skirt, today, Alice – it’s nice to see those pretty legs of yours.”
“I like the outfit! You look very nice today.”


Alice looks rather taken aback. “Um, okay…” she says.

You head to your desk and start your day’s work, but it is not long before you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you making inappropriate remarks about Alice’s legs?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “Well I didn’t think it was all that inappropriate…”

“I don't care what you thought,” snaps Carla, “you can't make lascivious remarks about your female staff’s legs! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


“Thank you,” says Alice with a smile. “I’m really more of a skirt-wearer, to be honest – I just thought they might be considered too dressy here.”

“Not at all,” you say. “A lot of the women here wear skirts.”

“Yes, I’ve noticed,” says Alice. She sits down at her desk, and you head into your own cube to start your day's work.

Continue.


The minutes tick by, and soon it is nine o’clock. By this time you are rather thirsty, and you get up to make yourself some tea. You are happy to see Alice emerging from her cube, carrying her pink mug.

“Nine o’clock drink time!” she laughs, and the two of you walk together down the aisle towards the kitchen.

As you make your drink, Alice walks over to the fridge, and you smile as she opens it and bends over to fetch a carton of milk. Her shapely, skirt-clad bottom is really quite lovely, so you…

admire it from a few feet away.
casually walk over and give it a gentle pat.
say “Mmmm, nice...”


You spend a few very pleasant seconds checking out Alice’s bottom, but by the time she straightens up and turns around, you are looking discreetly elsewhere.

You return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.


Alice gasps as your hand touches her buttock, and she hurriedly straightens up and turns around. She stares at you for a second, then she runs out of the kitchen.

You return to your desk to find she is not in her cube. Feeling anxious, you continue with your work, but it is not long before you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you groping Alice in the kitchen?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's very distressed! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


Alice stiffens, and straightens up quickly. As she turns around, you...

are looking at your mug of coffee with a happy smile.
grin at her and give her a wink.


You look up innocently at Alice, who looks rather amused. “You sure you were referring to your coffee just then?” she asks with a raised eyebrow.

“Of course!” you say. “What else would I be referring to?”

She laughs. “Well as long as it wasn’t my bottom!” she says.

Having both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.


Alice stares at you with pursed lips. “That’s a little inappropriate,” she says.

“I do apologise,” you say, not entirely sincerely.

“Hmm,” she says.

Having both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.


Later in the morning, you wander over to Alice's cube and ask how she's doing.

“Not bad thanks,” she says, “but I do have a question...”

You lean on her desk as you peer at her screen. As she describes what she is doing, you happen to glance down at her chest and notice that her blouse is gaping somewhat, so that you can see her bra and a generous portion of her right breast. Will you...

turn your attention back to her screen?
let her know how much she is showing?
tell her you are enjoying the view?
start subtly rubbing her left breast through her blouse with the back of your hand?


You help Alice with her question, then you...

try to engage her in personal conversation.
return to your desk.


“Um, Alice,” you say, “your blouse…”

“Oops!” says Alice, blushing crimson as she looks down at her blouse and pulls it together a bit. “Sorry about that.”

You chuckle. “No need to apologise,” you tell her.

“Hazards of wearing a blouse,” she says with a little laugh.

You turn your attention back to Alice's screen, help her with her question, and then you return to your desk.

Continue.


“Mmmm, what a nice view I've got from up here...” you remark, with a little chuckle.

Alice looks down at her chest, then hastily pulls her blouse shut. “Sorry about that!” she says. “Hazards of wearing a blouse.”

“No need to apologise,” you tell her. Grinning, you turn your attention back to her screen, help her with her question, and return to your desk.

Continue.


You slowly move your right hand until it is resting against Alice's left breast. Then you gently begin to rub it, until Alice notices, and recoils in alarm. She gets up and hurries out of her cube, heading down the aisle at a near-run.

Cursing your forwardness, you return to your desk, but it is not long before you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you groping Alice?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's very upset! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


“So, Alice,” you say, “tell me about...

your hobbies.”
your love life.”
your panties. What colour are they?”


Lunchtime approaches, and you tidy up a bit of outstanding correspondence. Then you lock your computer, get to your feet, and head out of your cube. You notice Alice is also preparing to leave for her lunch break. Smiling at her, you say,

“See you later, Alice.”
“Hey Alice, want to join me for lunch?”


“Well,” says Alice, and the two of you begin to converse about her painting and violin-playing, amongst other things. You sit down on the chair in the corner of her cube, and she swings her chair around to face you, crossing her legs as she does so. This exposes some more of her right thigh, but you do your best not to stare at it. After quite a long chat, Alice’s mood seems very good.

Eventually you say, “Well, back to work. Thanks for the chat, Alice!”

She laughs and thanks you, and you return to your desk.

Continue.


“Um,” says Alice, her cheeks turning a little pink, “I’d rather not, if you don’t mind…”

“Sorry, I was just curious!” you tell her with a smile.

“It’s okay,” she says, “it’s just that it’s not been long since I broke up with my boyfriend, and I’m still…”

“I completely understand,” you say. Since she is looking rather uncomfortable, you add, “Well, I'll let you get back to work,” and you return to your desk.

Continue.


Alice gasps. “What kind of question is that?” she demands, and she gets up and hurries out of her cube.

“Shit,” you mutter as you head back into your own cube.

It is not long before you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you making inappropriate remarks to Alice?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's rather upset! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


You go out and eat a light lunch at Borger's Burgers, and then you return to the office.

Continue.


“Um, thank you but no – I brought my own sandwiches,” she says.

“Okay, fair enough,” you respond.

You go out alone and eat a light lunch at Borger's Burgers, and then you return to the office.

Continue.


It is almost time for your daily team meeting, and you run some reports in preparation. You head into the conference room and see several of your colleagues and underlings already assembled. You look at the available empty chairs, and choose to sit...

on Alice's right.
opposite Alice.
at the head of the table.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
place your hand on Alice's thigh.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
kick off one shoe and reach out to stroke Alice's leg with your foot.


Carla enters and sits down, looking momentarily annoyed that you have taken her usual spot. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.


Nobody says anything, so your boss takes over and makes some announcements, and then your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report. Finally the meeting ends.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


Carla makes some announcements, then another of your colleagues, Stuart, gives his daily production report. Finally, the meeting is over.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you subtly ease your left hand on to Alice’s right thigh and give it a gentle squeeze. She stiffens, but does not say anything. Encouraged, you start to slide your hand a little higher up her leg, but at this point she reaches down and pushes your hand away.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. You return to your cube and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence. Less than ten minutes later, however, you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you groping Alice’s leg in our team meeting?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's very upset! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you carefully ease your right foot out of its shoe, and then you roll your chair right up to the table and stick out your foot as far as it will reach. It soon connects with Alice’s leg, and you begin to stroke her shin with your sock-clad toes. She stiffens and looks sharply across the table at you. You grin at her, and she looks rather disgusted. Pushing her chair away from the table, she maintains a safe distance for the rest of the meeting.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. You return to your cube and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence. Less than ten minutes later, however, you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you groping Alice’s leg in our team meeting?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's very upset! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


Half an hour later, the phones have gone quiet, and your own workload is fairly light. You decide to pass the time by…

offering Alice some one-on-one training time in one of the conference rooms.
surfing the internet.


You put your plan to Alice, and she nods. “Sure,” she says, “The more training I can get, the better.”

You undock your laptop and carry it through to the nearest conference room. As Alice sits down, you set it up in front of her, and talk her through various parts of the company’s systems. This necessitates that you sit very close to her, so that you can point to things on the laptop’s screen, and you contemplate taking advantage of the situation. Will you…

resolve to keep your hands to yourself for the duration of this training session?
contrive to brush her breast with your hand as you reach toward the screen?
give her a neck massage while she navigates the systems?


You begin looking at news stories, Wikipedia articles, and movie websites, and the time quickly passes.

Continue.


The training session goes well, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


Alice gasps and recoils as the back of your hand brushes her breast through her blouse.

“Oops sorry!” you say, and quickly try to deflect her attention from your misdeed by pointing out things on the screen.

Alice seems a little wary, but says nothing about what you did. It looks like you may have got away with it.

The rest of the training session goes well, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


“You seem a little stiff,” you say, and you commence an impromptu massage of her neck.

Alice tenses up immediately, and says, “Um, I’d rather you didn’t do that!”

“Oh, sorry,” you reply, and you stop massaging her.

The rest of the training session goes well, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. Less than ten minutes later, however, you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you giving Alice an unsolicited massage in the conference room?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's quite upset! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


Five o’clock rolls around, and you get ready to leave. Alice does the same, and you smile at her as she steps out of her cube. “Did you have a good day?” you ask her.

“Yes thanks,” says Alice.

“Good!” you reply. “Well, see you tomorrow then!”

You head home, have dinner, and watch some television. That night you fall asleep thinking about Alice, and how nice it will be to see her again…

Continue.


You arrive for your next day at work feeling very upbeat, and looking forward to spending some more time with Alice. As you head down the aisle towards your cube, you see her in the process of walking into hers. You are happy to note that today she is again wearing a knee-length skirt.

“Hi Alice,” you say, and she turns and smiles at you.

“Hi!” she replies. “How are you today?”

“Fine thanks,” you tell her. “You?”

“Also fine,” she says, and she giggles a little.

You wonder if she might be persuaded to wear shorter skirts, but you are not sure how to accomplish this. You clear your throat, then say,

“You know, Alice, I wouldn’t object if you went with a shorter hemline in future...”
“Well, have fun today. Let me know if you need anything.”


Alice looks rather shocked. “Um, okay…” she says. She sits down at her desk, and you head into your cube to start your day’s work.

Not long afterward, however, you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you asking Alice to wear shorter skirts?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I didn’t mean she had to,” you say, “I just thought…”

“I don't care what you thought,” snaps Carla, “you can't ask your female staff to wear shorter skirts! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


“Thanks!” she says. “I will.”

You head to your desk and start your day's work.

Continue.


The minutes tick by, and soon it is nine o’clock. By this time you are rather thirsty, and you get up to make yourself some tea. You are happy to see Alice emerging from her cube, carrying her pink mug.

“Nine o’clock drink time!” she laughs, and the two of you walk together down the aisle towards the kitchen.

As you make your drink, Alice walks over to the fridge, and you smile as she opens it and bends over to fetch a carton of milk. Her shapely, skirt-clad bottom is really quite lovely, so you…

admire it from a few feet away.
casually walk over and give it a gentle pat.
say “Mmmm, nice...”


You spend a few very pleasant seconds checking out Alice’s bottom, but by the time she straightens up and turns around, you are looking discreetly elsewhere.

You return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.


Alice gasps as your hand touches her buttock, and she hurriedly straightens up and turns around. She stares at you for a second, then she runs out of the kitchen.

You return to your desk to find she is not in her cube. Feeling anxious, you continue with your work, but it is not long before you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you groping Alice in the kitchen?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's very distressed! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


Alice stiffens, and straightens up quickly. As she turns around, you...

are looking at your mug of coffee with a happy smile.
grin at her and give her a wink.


You look up innocently at Alice, who looks rather amused. “You sure you were referring to your coffee just then?” she asks with a raised eyebrow.

“Of course!” you say. “What else would I be referring to?”

She laughs. “Well as long as it wasn’t my bottom!” she says.

Having both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.


Alice stares at you with pursed lips. “That’s a little inappropriate,” she says.

“I do apologise,” you say, not entirely sincerely.

“Hmm,” she says.

Having both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.


Later in the morning, you wander over to Alice's cube and ask how she's doing.

“Not bad thanks,” she says, “but I do have a question...”

You lean on her desk as you peer at her screen. As she describes what she is doing, you happen to glance down at her chest and notice that her blouse is gaping somewhat, so that you can see her bra and a generous portion of her right breast. Will you...

turn your attention back to her screen?
let her know how much she is showing?
tell her you are enjoying the view?
start subtly rubbing her left breast through her blouse with the back of your hand?


You help Alice with her question, then you...

try to engage her in personal conversation.
return to your desk.


“Um, Alice,” you say, “your blouse…”

“Oops!” says Alice, blushing crimson as she looks down at her blouse and pulls it together a bit. “Sorry about that.”

You chuckle. “No need to apologise,” you tell her.

“Hazards of wearing a blouse,” she says with a little laugh.

You turn your attention back to Alice's screen, help her with her question, and then you return to your desk.

Continue.


“Mmmm, what a nice view I've got from up here...” you remark, with a little chuckle.

Alice looks down at her chest, then hastily pulls her blouse shut. “Sorry about that!” she says. “Hazards of wearing a blouse.”

“No need to apologise,” you tell her. Grinning, you turn your attention back to her screen, help her with her question, and return to your desk.

Continue.


You slowly move your right hand until it is resting against Alice's left breast. Then you gently begin to rub it, until Alice notices, and recoils in alarm. She gets up and hurries out of her cube, heading down the aisle at a near-run.

Cursing your forwardness, you return to your desk, but it is not long before you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you groping Alice?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's very upset! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


“So, Alice,” you say, “tell me about...

your hobbies.”
your love life.”
your panties. What colour are they?”


Lunchtime approaches, and you tidy up a bit of outstanding correspondence. Then you lock your computer, get to your feet, and head out of your cube. You notice Alice is also preparing to leave for her lunch break. Smiling at her, you say,

“See you later, Alice.”
“Hey Alice, want to join me for lunch?”


“Well,” says Alice, and the two of you begin to converse about her painting and violin-playing, amongst other things. You sit down on the chair in the corner of her cube, and she swings her chair around to face you, crossing her legs as she does so. This exposes some more of her right thigh, but you do your best not to stare at it. After quite a long chat, Alice’s mood seems very good.

Eventually you say, “Well, back to work. Thanks for the chat, Alice!”

She laughs and thanks you, and you return to your desk.

Continue.


“Um,” says Alice, her cheeks turning a little pink, “I’d rather not, if you don’t mind…”

“Sorry, I was just curious!” you tell her with a smile.

“It’s okay,” she says, “it’s just that it’s not been long since I broke up with my boyfriend, and I’m still…”

“I completely understand,” you say. Since she is looking rather uncomfortable, you add, “Well, I'll let you get back to work,” and you return to your desk.

Continue.


Alice gasps. “What kind of question is that?” she demands, and she gets up and hurries out of her cube.

“Shit,” you mutter as you head back into your own cube.

It is not long before you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you making inappropriate remarks to Alice?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's rather upset! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


You go out and eat a light lunch at Borger's Burgers, and then you return to the office.

Continue.


“Um, thank you but no – I brought my own sandwiches,” she says.

“Okay, fair enough,” you respond.

You go out alone and eat a light lunch at Borger's Burgers, and then you return to the office.

Continue.


It is almost time for your daily team meeting, and you run some reports in preparation. You head into the conference room and see several of your colleagues and underlings already assembled. You look at the available empty chairs, and choose to sit...

on Alice's right.
opposite Alice.
at the head of the table.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
place your hand on Alice's thigh.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
kick off one shoe and reach out to stroke Alice's leg with your foot.


Carla enters and sits down, looking momentarily annoyed that you have taken her usual spot. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.


Nobody says anything, so your boss takes over and makes some announcements, and then your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report. Finally the meeting ends.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


Carla makes some announcements, then another of your colleagues, Stuart, gives his daily production report. Finally, the meeting is over.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you subtly ease your left hand on to Alice’s right thigh and give it a gentle squeeze. She stiffens, but does not say anything. Encouraged, you start to slide your hand a little higher up her leg, but at this point she reaches down and pushes your hand away.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. You return to your cube and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence. Less than ten minutes later, however, you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you groping Alice’s leg in our team meeting?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's very upset! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you carefully ease your right foot out of its shoe, and then you roll your chair right up to the table and stick out your foot as far as it will reach. It soon connects with Alice’s leg, and you begin to stroke her shin with your sock-clad toes. She stiffens and looks sharply across the table at you. You grin at her, and she looks rather disgusted. Pushing her chair away from the table, she maintains a safe distance for the rest of the meeting.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. You return to your cube and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence. Less than ten minutes later, however, you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you groping Alice’s leg in our team meeting?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's very upset! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


Half an hour later, the phones have gone quiet, and your own workload is fairly light. You decide to pass the time by…

offering Alice some one-on-one training time in one of the conference rooms.
surfing the internet.


You put your plan to Alice, and she nods. “Sure,” she says, “The more training I can get, the better.”

You undock your laptop and carry it through to the nearest conference room. As Alice sits down, you set it up in front of her, and talk her through various parts of the company’s systems. This necessitates that you sit very close to her, so that you can point to things on the laptop’s screen, and you contemplate taking advantage of the situation. Will you…

resolve to keep your hands to yourself for the duration of this training session?
contrive to brush her breast with your hand as you reach toward the screen?
give her a neck massage while she navigates the systems?


You begin looking at news stories, Wikipedia articles, and movie websites, and the time quickly passes.

Continue.


The training session goes well, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


Alice gasps and recoils as the back of your hand brushes her breast through her blouse.

“Oops sorry!” you say, and quickly try to deflect her attention from your misdeed by pointing out things on the screen.

Alice seems a little wary, but says nothing about what you did. It looks like you may have got away with it.

The rest of the training session goes well, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


“You seem a little stiff,” you say, and you commence an impromptu massage of her neck.

Alice tenses up immediately, and says, “Um, I’d rather you didn’t do that!”

“Oh, sorry,” you reply, and you stop massaging her.

The rest of the training session goes well, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. Less than ten minutes later, however, you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you giving Alice an unsolicited massage in the conference room?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's quite upset! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


Five o’clock rolls around, and you get ready to leave. Alice does the same, and you smile at her as she steps out of her cube. “Did you have a good day?” you ask her.

“Yes thanks,” says Alice.

“Good!” you reply. “Well, see you tomorrow then!”

You head home, have dinner, and watch some television. That night you fall asleep thinking about Alice, and how nice it will be to see her again…

Continue.


You arrive for your next day at work feeling very upbeat, and looking forward to spending some more time with Alice. As you head down the aisle towards your cube, you see her in the process of walking into hers. You are happy to note that today she is wearing a skirt that stops about three inches short of the top of her knee.

“Hi Alice,” you say, and she turns and smiles at you.

“Hi!” she replies. “How are you today?”

“Fine thanks,” you tell her. “You?”

“Also fine,” she says, and she giggles a little.

You wonder if she has any skirts shorter than this one. You clear your throat, then say,

“You know, Alice, I wouldn’t object if you went with shorter hemlines than that...”
“Well, have fun today. Let me know if you need anything.”


Alice looks rather shocked. “Um, okay…” she says. She sits down at her desk, and you head into your cube to start your day’s work.

Not long afterward, however, you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you asking Alice to wear shorter skirts?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I didn’t mean she had to,” you say, “I just thought…”

“I don't care what you thought,” snaps Carla, “you can't ask your female staff to wear shorter skirts! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


“Thanks!” she says. “I will.”

You head to your desk and start your day's work.

Continue.


The minutes tick by, and soon it is nine o’clock. By this time you are rather thirsty, and you get up to make yourself some tea. You are happy to see Alice emerging from her cube, carrying her pink mug.

“Nine o’clock drink time!” she laughs, and the two of you walk together down the aisle towards the kitchen.

As you make your drink, Alice walks over to the fridge, and you smile as she opens it and bends over to fetch a carton of milk. Her shapely, skirt-clad bottom is really quite lovely, so you…

admire it from a few feet away.
casually walk over and give it a gentle pat.
say “Mmmm, nice...”


You spend a few very pleasant seconds checking out Alice’s bottom, but by the time she straightens up and turns around, you are looking discreetly elsewhere.

You return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.


Alice gasps as your hand touches her buttock, and she hurriedly straightens up and turns around. She stares at you for a second, then she runs out of the kitchen.

You return to your desk to find she is not in her cube. Feeling anxious, you continue with your work, but it is not long before you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you groping Alice in the kitchen?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's very distressed! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


Alice stiffens, and straightens up quickly. As she turns around, you...

are looking at your mug of coffee with a happy smile.
grin at her and give her a wink.


You look up innocently at Alice, who looks rather amused. “You sure you were referring to your coffee just then?” she asks with a raised eyebrow.

“Of course!” you say. “What else would I be referring to?”

She laughs. “Well as long as it wasn’t my bottom!” she says.

Having both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.


Alice stares at you with pursed lips. “That’s a little inappropriate,” she says.

“I do apologise,” you say, not entirely sincerely.

“Hmm,” she says.

Having both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.


Later in the morning, you wander over to Alice's cube and ask how she's doing.

“Not bad thanks,” she says, “but I do have a question...”

You lean on her desk as you peer at her screen. As she describes what she is doing, you happen to glance down at her chest and notice that her blouse is gaping somewhat, so that you can see her bra and a generous portion of her right breast. Will you...

turn your attention back to her screen?
let her know how much she is showing?
tell her you are enjoying the view?
start subtly rubbing her left breast through her blouse with the back of your hand?


You help Alice with her question, with a few occasional glances into her blouse, then you...

try to engage her in personal conversation.
return to your desk.


“Um, Alice,” you say, “your blouse…”

“Oops!” says Alice, blushing crimson as she looks down at her blouse and pulls it together a bit. “Sorry about that.”

You chuckle. “No need to apologise,” you tell her.

“Hazards of wearing a blouse,” she says with a little laugh.

You turn your attention back to Alice's screen, help her with her question, and then you return to your desk.

Continue.


“Mmmm, what a nice view I've got from up here...” you remark, with a little chuckle.

Alice looks down at her chest, then hastily pulls her blouse shut. “Sorry about that!” she says. “Hazards of wearing a blouse.”

“No need to apologise,” you tell her. Grinning, you turn your attention back to her screen, help her with her question, and return to your desk.

Continue.


You slowly move your right hand until it is resting against Alice's left breast. Then you gently begin to rub it, until Alice notices, and recoils in alarm. She gets up and hurries out of her cube, heading down the aisle at a near-run.

Cursing your forwardness, you return to your desk, but it is not long before you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you groping Alice?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's very upset! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


“So, Alice,” you say, “tell me about...

your hobbies.”
your love life.”


Lunchtime approaches, and you tidy up a bit of outstanding correspondence. Then you lock your computer, get to your feet, and head out of your cube. You notice Alice is also preparing to leave for her lunch break. Smiling at her, you say,

“See you later, Alice.”
“Hey Alice, want to join me for lunch?”


“Well,” says Alice, and the two of you begin to converse about her painting and violin-playing, amongst other things. You sit down on the chair in the corner of her cube, and she swings her chair around to face you, crossing her legs as she does so. This exposes some more of her right thigh, but you do your best not to stare at it. After quite a long chat, Alice’s mood seems very good.

Eventually you say, “Well, back to work. Thanks for the chat, Alice!”

She laughs and thanks you, and you return to your desk.

Continue.


“Um,” says Alice, her cheeks turning a little pink, “I’d rather not, if you don’t mind…”

“Sorry, I was just curious!” you tell her with a smile.

“It’s okay,” she says, “it’s just that it’s not been long since I broke up with my boyfriend, and I’m still…”

“I completely understand,” you say. Since she is looking rather uncomfortable, you add, “Well, I'll let you get back to work,” and you return to your desk.

Continue.


Lunchtime approaches, and you tidy up a bit of outstanding correspondence. Then you lock your computer, get to your feet, and head out of your cube. You notice Alice is also preparing to leave for her lunch break. Smiling at her, you say,

“See you later, Alice.”
“Hey Alice, want to join me for lunch?”


You go out and eat a light lunch at Borger's Burgers, and then you return to the office.

Continue.


“Um, thank you but no – I brought my own sandwiches,” she says.

“Okay, fair enough,” you respond.

You go out alone and eat a light lunch at Borger's Burgers, and then you return to the office.

Continue.


It is almost time for your daily team meeting, and you run some reports in preparation. You head into the conference room and see several of your colleagues and underlings already assembled. You look at the available empty chairs, and choose to sit...

on Alice's right.
opposite Alice.


Alice thinks for a moment, then she smiles and says, “Sure!”

“Excellent,” you reply.

You drive her to Borger’s Burgers. Inside, you order a soup and salad, while Alice gets a turkey burger sandwich. She sits down in a booth, and you...

sit down opposite her.
sit down next to her.


You converse with Alice about various topics, and seem to be getting on well with her. But then a lull in the conversation threatens to become an awkward silence, so you quickly...

compliment her hair.
compliment her eyes.
compliment her breasts.


Alice looks a little uncomfortable as you sit next to her, though she does not object. Throughout your lunch together, the two of you converse politely, but her responses to your idle questions seem a little laconic.

After the meal, you drive her back to work.

Continue.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
place your hand on Alice's thigh.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
kick off one shoe and reach out to stroke Alice's leg with your foot.


Alice smiles and thanks you. The two of you finish your meal, and then you drive her back to the office.

Continue.


Alice laughs. “Thank you,” she says. “I think they’re my best feature. I’m glad you agree!”

She seems quite at ease with you, and you feel that the two of you are hitting it off pretty well. After the meal, you drive Alice back to work.

Continue.


“Your breasts look nice,” you say. “Not that I can see them of course, but they certainly fill out your blouse nicely.”

Alice’s jaw drops. “That’s highly inappropriate!” she says. “No more of that kind of talk, thank you Bob.”

“I do apologise,” you say. “The conversation lapsed, and I panicked.”

She chuckles, and shakes her head. The rest of the meal is spent in silence, and then you drive Alice back to work.

Continue.


Nobody says anything, so your boss takes over and makes some announcements, and then your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report. Finally the meeting ends.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


Carla makes some announcements, then another of your colleagues, Stuart, gives his daily production report. Finally, the meeting is over.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you subtly ease your left hand on to Alice’s right thigh and give it a gentle squeeze. She stiffens, but does not say anything. Encouraged, you start to slide your hand a little higher up her leg, but at this point she reaches down and pushes your hand away.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. You return to your cube and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence. Less than ten minutes later, however, you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you groping Alice’s leg in our team meeting?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's very upset! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you carefully ease your right foot out of its shoe, and then you roll your chair right up to the table and stick out your foot as far as it will reach. It soon connects with Alice’s leg, and you begin to stroke her shin with your sock-clad toes. She stiffens and looks sharply across the table at you. You grin at her, and she looks rather disgusted. Pushing her chair away from the table, she maintains a safe distance for the rest of the meeting.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. You return to your cube and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence. Less than ten minutes later, however, you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you groping Alice’s leg in our team meeting?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's very upset! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


Half an hour later, the phones have gone quiet, and your own workload is fairly light. You decide to pass the time by…

offering Alice some one-on-one training time in one of the conference rooms.
surfing the internet.


You put your plan to Alice, and she nods. “Sure,” she says, “The more training I can get, the better.”

You undock your laptop and carry it through to the nearest conference room. As Alice sits down, you set it up in front of her, and talk her through various parts of the company’s systems. This necessitates that you sit very close to her, so that you can point to things on the laptop’s screen, and you contemplate taking advantage of the situation. Will you…

resolve to keep your hands to yourself for the duration of this training session?
contrive to brush her breast with your hand as you reach toward the screen?
give her a neck massage while she navigates the systems?


You begin looking at news stories, Wikipedia articles, and movie websites, and the time quickly passes.

Continue.


The training session goes well, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


Alice gasps and recoils as the back of your hand brushes her breast through her blouse.

“Oops sorry!” you say, and quickly try to deflect her attention from your misdeed by pointing out things on the screen.

Alice seems a little wary, but says nothing about what you did. It looks like you may have got away with it.

The rest of the training session goes well, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


“You seem a little stiff,” you say, and you commence an impromptu massage of her neck.

“Whoa,” says Alice, pulling away from you. “That’s a bit forward, isn’t it?”

“I’m very sorry,” you reply. “I suppose it was.”

“I accept your apology,” she says. “Just don’t try that again, Mister!”

“I wouldn’t dream of it,” you assure her.

The rest of the training session goes well, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


Five o’clock rolls around, and you get ready to leave. Alice does the same, and you smile at her as she steps out of her cube. “Did you have a good day?” you ask her.

“Yes thanks,” says Alice.

“Good!” you reply. “Well, see you tomorrow then!”

You head home, have dinner, and watch some television. That night you fall asleep thinking about Alice, and how nice it will be to see her again…

Continue.


You arrive for your next day at work feeling very upbeat, and looking forward to spending some more time with Alice. As you head down the aisle towards your cube, you see her in the process of walking into hers. You are happy to see that today she is wearing a skirt that stops about three inches short of the top of her knee.

“Hi Alice,” you say, and she turns and smiles at you.

“Hi!” she replies. “How are you today?”

“Fine thanks,” you tell her. “You?”

“Also fine,” she says, and she giggles a little.

You wonder if she has any skirts shorter than this one. You clear your throat, then say,

“You know, Alice, I wouldn’t object if you went with shorter hemlines than that...”
“Well, have fun today. Let me know if you need anything.”


Alice chuckles. “I’m sure you wouldn’t,” she says. She sits down at her desk, and you head into your cube to start your day’s work.

Continue.


“Thanks!” she says. “I will.”

You head to your desk and start your day's work.

Continue.


The minutes tick by, and soon it is nine o’clock. By this time you are rather thirsty, and you get up to make yourself some tea. You are happy to see Alice emerging from her cube, carrying her pink mug.

“Nine o’clock drink time!” she laughs, and the two of you walk together down the aisle towards the kitchen.

As you make your drink, Alice walks over to the fridge, and you smile as she opens it and bends over to fetch a carton of milk. Her shapely, skirt-clad bottom is really quite lovely, so you…

admire it from a few feet away.
casually walk over and give it a gentle pat.
say “Mmmm, nice...”


You spend a few very pleasant seconds checking out Alice’s bottom, but by the time she straightens up and turns around, you are looking discreetly elsewhere.

You return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.


Alice gasps as your hand touches her buttock, and she hurriedly straightens up and turns around. She stares at you for a second, then she runs out of the kitchen.

You return to your desk to find she is not in her cube. Feeling anxious, you continue with your work, but it is not long before you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you groping Alice in the kitchen?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's very distressed! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


Alice stiffens, and straightens up quickly. As she turns around, you...

are looking at your mug of coffee with a happy smile.
grin at her and give her a wink.


You look up innocently at Alice, who looks rather amused. “You sure you were referring to your coffee just then?” she asks with a raised eyebrow.

“Of course!” you say. “What else would I be referring to?”

She laughs. “I think you know exactly what I’m talking about,” she says.

Having both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.


Alice chuckles. “Naughty man,” she says. “Behave yourself.”

“I do apologise,” you say, not entirely sincerely, and she shakes her head in amusement.

Having both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.


Later in the morning, you wander over to Alice's cube and ask how she's doing.

“Not bad thanks,” she says, “but I do have a question...”

You lean on her desk as you peer at her screen. As she describes what she is doing, you happen to glance down at her chest and notice that her blouse is gaping somewhat, so that you can see her bra and a generous portion of her right breast. Will you...

turn your attention back to her screen?
let her know how much she is showing?
tell her you are enjoying the view?
start subtly rubbing her left breast through her blouse with the back of your hand?


You help Alice with her question, with a few occasional glances into her blouse, then you...

try to engage her in personal conversation.
return to your desk.


“Um, Alice,” you say, “your blouse…”

“Oops!” says Alice, blushing crimson as she looks down at her blouse and pulls it together a bit. “Sorry about that.”

You chuckle. “No need to apologise,” you tell her.

“Hazards of wearing a blouse,” she says with a little laugh.

You turn your attention back to Alice's screen, and finish helping her with her question. Then you…

try to engage her in personal conversation.
return to your desk.


“Mmmm, what a nice view I've got from up here...” you remark, with a little chuckle.

Alice looks down at her chest, then she pulls her blouse shut. “Sorry to spoil the view,” she says, “but I’d be grateful if you could focus on my screen.”

“Of course – my apologies,” you say. Grinning, you turn your attention back to her screen, help her with her question, and return to your desk.

Continue.


You slowly move your right hand until it is resting against Alice's left breast. Then you gently begin to rub it, until Alice notices, and recoils in alarm. “What the hell, Bob?” she says. She gets up and hurries out of her cube, heading quickly down the aisle.

Cursing your forwardness, you return to your desk, but it is not long before you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you groping Alice?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's very upset! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


“So, Alice,” you say, “tell me...

something cool about yourself.”
what colour panties you’re wearing.”


Lunchtime approaches, and you tidy up a bit of outstanding correspondence. Then you lock your computer, get to your feet, and head out of your cube. You notice Alice is also preparing to leave for her lunch break. Smiling at her, you say,

“See you later, Alice.”
“Hey Alice, want to join me for lunch?”


“Well,” says Alice, and the two of you begin to converse about some of her past adventures. You sit down on the chair in the corner of her cube, and she swings her chair around to face you, crossing her legs as she does so. This exposes some more of her right thigh, but you do your best not to stare at it. After quite a long chat, Alice’s mood seems very good.

Eventually you say, “Well, back to work. Thanks for the chat, Alice!”

She laughs and thanks you, and you return to your desk.

Continue.


Alice gasps. “Jesus, Bob, really?”

“Sorry,” you say. “Just a bit of fun – I didn’t mean to offend you.”

“Can you leave me alone now?” she asks politely.

“Of course,” you say, and you return to your desk.

Not long afterward you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you making inappropriate advances to Alice?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales, and you stammer, “I … well … I just thought…”

“I don’t care what you thought!” says Carla. “The poor girl's very upset! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


You go out and eat a light lunch at Borger's Burgers, and then you return to the office.

Continue.


Lunchtime approaches, and you tidy up a bit of outstanding correspondence. Then you lock your computer, get to your feet, and head out of your cube. You notice Alice is also preparing to leave for her lunch break. Smiling at her, you say,

“See you later, Alice.”
“Hey Alice, want to join me for lunch?”


It is almost time for your daily team meeting, and you run some reports in preparation. You head into the conference room and see several of your colleagues and underlings already assembled. You look at the available empty chairs, and choose to sit...

on Alice's right.
opposite Alice.


Alice thinks for a moment, then she smiles and says, “Sure!”

“Excellent,” you reply.

You drive her to Borger’s Burgers. Inside, you order your usual soup and salad, while Alice gets a turkey burger sandwich. She sits down in a booth, and you...

sit down opposite her.
sit down next to her.


You converse with Alice about various topics, and seem to be getting on well with her. But then a lull in the conversation threatens to become an awkward silence, so you quickly...

compliment her breasts.
tell her how much you’ve been enjoying her skirts.
tell her you think she’s very attractive.


Alice looks a little uncomfortable as you sit next to her, though she does not object. Throughout your lunch together, the two of you converse politely, but her responses to your idle questions seem a little laconic.

After the meal, you drive her back to work.

Continue.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
place your hand on Alice's thigh.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
kick off one shoe and reach out to stroke Alice's leg with your foot.


“Your breasts look nice,” you say. “Not that I can see them of course, but they certainly fill out your blouse nicely.”

Alice’s jaw drops. “That’s highly inappropriate!” she says. “No more of that kind of talk, thank you Bob.”

“I do apologise,” you say. “The conversation lapsed, and I panicked.”

She chuckles, and shakes her head. The rest of the meal is spent in silence, and then you drive Alice back to work.

Continue.


Alice chuckles. “I’ve noticed you looking,” she says. “And I suppose I don’t mind that. It’s quite flattering, I suppose.”

She seems a little uncomfortable after this exchange, and says little for the rest of the meal. Afterwards, you drive Alice back to work.

Continue.


Alice blushes. “Why thank you!” she says. “You’re not so bad yourself.”

She seems quite happy to be spending time in your company, and you feel that the two of you are getting a little closer. For the rest of the meal you chat and laugh with Alice, but the time goes far too quickly, and soon enough you have to drive her back to work.

Continue.


Nobody says anything, so your boss takes over and makes some announcements, and then your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report. Finally the meeting ends.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


Carla makes some announcements, then another of your colleagues, Stuart, gives his daily production report. Finally, the meeting is over.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you subtly ease your left hand on to Alice’s right thigh and give it a gentle squeeze. She stiffens, but does not say anything. Encouraged, you start to slide your hand a little higher up her leg, but at this point she reaches down and pushes your hand away.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. You return to your cube and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence. Less than ten minutes later, however, you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you groping Alice’s leg in our team meeting?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's quite upset! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you carefully ease your right foot out of its shoe, and then you roll your chair right up to the table and stick out your foot as far as it will reach. It soon connects with Alice’s leg, and you begin to stroke her shin with your sock-clad toes. She stiffens and looks sharply across the table at you. You grin at her, and she looks rather annoyed. Pushing her chair away from the table, she maintains a safe distance for the rest of the meeting.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. You return to your cube and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence. Less than ten minutes later, however, you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you groping Alice’s leg in our team meeting?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's quite upset! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


Half an hour later, the phones have gone quiet, and your own workload is fairly light. You decide to pass the time by…

offering Alice some one-on-one training time in one of the conference rooms.
surfing the internet.


You put your plan to Alice, and she nods. “Sure,” she says, “The more training I can get, the better.”

You undock your laptop and carry it through to the nearest conference room. As Alice sits down, you set it up in front of her, and talk her through various parts of the company’s systems. This necessitates that you sit very close to her, so that you can point to things on the laptop’s screen, and you contemplate taking advantage of the situation. Will you…

resolve to keep your hands to yourself for the duration of this training session?
contrive to brush her breast with your hand as you reach toward the screen?
cup her right breast with your hand as she navigates the systems?


You begin looking at news stories, Wikipedia articles, and movie websites, and the time quickly passes.

Continue.


The training session goes well, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


Alice gasps and recoils as the back of your hand brushes her breast through her blouse.

“Oops sorry!” you say, and quickly try to deflect her attention from your misdeed by pointing out things on the screen.

Alice seems a little wary, but says nothing about what you did. It looks like you may have got away with it.

The rest of the training session goes well, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


Alice gasps as your hand closes around her breast. “What the hell, Bob?” she demands.

“Sorry,” you say, withdrawing your hand. “Perhaps I misread the signals.”

“What signals?” she says. “We’re just training here!”

“I’m very sorry,” you say.

She shakes her head in disbelief, then gets up and walks out of the room. You pack up the laptop and return to your desk, noting that Alice is not currently sitting at hers.

Less than ten minutes later, you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you groping Alice’s breast?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's quite upset! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


Five o’clock rolls around, and you get ready to leave. Alice does the same, and you smile at her as she steps out of her cube. “Did you have a good day?” you ask her.

“Yes thanks,” says Alice.

“Good!” you reply. “Well, see you tomorrow then!”

You head home, have dinner, and watch some television. That night you fall asleep thinking about Alice, and how nice it will be to see her again…

Continue.


You arrive for your next day at work feeling good, and looking forward to spending some more time with Alice. As you head down the aisle towards your cube, you see her already sitting at her desk. As you reach your cube, you glance into hers, and see that today she is wearing a skirt that comes only halfway down her thighs.

“Hi Alice,” you say, and she looks up and smiles at you.

“Hi!” she replies. “How are you today?”

“Fine thanks,” you tell her. “You?”

“Also fine,” she says, and she giggles.

You feel like paying her a compliment. You clear your throat, then say,

“I like your skirt today ... it’s nice and short!”
“You look very pretty today.”


Alice looks a little embarrassed, and tugs her hemline down a little. “Um, thanks,” she says. She turns back to her computer, and you sit down at your desk to start your day’s work.

Continue.


Alice blushes. “Thanks!” she says.

You head to your desk and start your day's work.

Continue.


The minutes tick by, and soon it is nine o’clock. By this time you are rather thirsty, and you get up to make yourself some tea. You are happy to see Alice emerging from her cube, carrying her pink mug.

“Nine o’clock drink time!” she laughs, and the two of you walk together down the aisle towards the kitchen.

As you make your drink, Alice walks over to the fridge, and you smile as she opens it and bends over to fetch a carton of milk. Her skirt rises up at the back to expose even more of her thighs, and deliciously moulds itself around her bottom. Feeling rather aroused, you…

casually walk over and give her bottom a gentle pat.
say “My goodness, that’s a lovely view!”


Alice gasps as your hand touches her buttock, and she hurriedly straightens up and turns around. “For heaven’s sake, Bob!” she says. “I never took you for a groper!”

“I do apologise,” you say quickly. “I don’t know what came over me.”

She frowns at you for a moment, then she marches out of the kitchen. Once you have finished making your drink, you return to your desk to find she is not in her cube. Feeling anxious, you continue with your work, but it is not long before you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you groping Alice in the kitchen?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's quite distressed! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


Alice straightens up quickly, and turns around. “Naughty man,” she says, barely suppressing a smile. “Behave yourself.”

“I do apologise,” you say, not entirely sincerely, and she chuckles.

Having both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.


Later in the morning, you wander over to Alice's cube and ask how she's doing.

“Not bad thanks,” she says, “but I do have a question...”

You lean on her desk as you peer at her screen. As she describes what she is doing, you happen to glance down at her chest and notice that her blouse is gaping somewhat, so that you can see her bra and a generous portion of her right breast. Will you...

turn your attention back to her screen?
let her know how much she is showing?
tell her you are enjoying the view?
start subtly rubbing her left breast through her blouse with the back of your hand?


You help Alice with her question, with a few occasional glances into her blouse, then you...

try to engage her in personal conversation.
return to your desk.


“Um, Alice,” you say, “your blouse…”

“Oops!” says Alice, giggling as she looks down at her blouse and pulls it together a bit. “Sorry about that.”

You chuckle. “No need to apologise,” you tell her. “It was a very nice view.”

“I’m surprised you drew my attention to it then!” she remarks with a little laugh.

You turn your attention back to Alice's screen, and finish helping her with her question. Then you…

try to engage her in personal conversation.
return to your desk.


“Mmmm, what a nice view I've got from up here...” you remark, with a little chuckle.

Alice looks down at her chest, then she pulls her blouse shut. “Naughty man,” she says. “Eyes on my screen, please, and not down my blouse!”

“Of course – my apologies,” you say. Grinning, you turn your attention back to her screen, and finish helping her with her question. Then you…

try to engage her in personal conversation.
return to your desk.


You slowly move your right hand until it is resting against Alice's left breast. Then you gently begin to rub it, until Alice notices, and recoils in alarm. “What the hell, Bob?” she says. She gets up and hurries out of her cube, heading quickly down the aisle.

Cursing your forwardness, you return to your desk, but it is not long before you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you groping Alice?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's very upset! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


“So, Alice,” you say, “tell me...

something cool about yourself.”
what colour panties you’re wearing.”


Lunchtime approaches, and you tidy up a bit of outstanding correspondence. Then you lock your computer, get to your feet, and head out of your cube. You notice Alice is also preparing to leave for her lunch break. Smiling at her, you say,

“See you later, Alice.”
“Hey Alice, want to join me for lunch?”


“Well,” says Alice, and the two of you begin to converse about some of her past adventures. You sit down on the chair in the corner of her cube, and she swings her chair around to face you. As she crosses her legs, you catch a glimpse of her white panties, and then you are treated to a considerable amount of her right thigh, which you do your best not to stare at. After quite a long chat, Alice’s mood seems very good.

Eventually you say, “Well, back to work. Thanks for the chat, Alice!”

She laughs and thanks you, and you return to your desk.

Continue.


Alice frowns. “Really, Bob?” she says. “That wasn’t appropriate. If you’ll excuse me, I have work to do.”

“I’m very sorry,” you say. “That was a stupid thing to say.”

“It was,” she agrees.

“I’ll leave you alone now,” you say, and you return to your desk, hoping she will not hold this little incident against you. Fortunately, as a later instant message conversation reveals, she is not really upset with you – just a little disappointed.

Continue.


You go out and eat a light lunch at Borger's Burgers, and then you return to the office.

Continue.


Alice thinks for a moment, then she smiles and says, “Sure!”

“Excellent,” you reply.

You drive her to Borger’s Burgers. Inside, you order your usual soup and salad, while Alice gets a turkey burger sandwich. She sits down in a booth, and you...

sit down opposite her.
sit down next to her.


It is almost time for your daily team meeting, and you run some reports in preparation. You head into the conference room and see several of your colleagues and underlings already assembled. You look at the available empty chairs, and choose to sit...

on Alice's right.
opposite Alice.


You converse with Alice about various topics, and seem to be getting on well with her. But then a lull in the conversation threatens to become an awkward silence, so you quickly...

compliment her breasts.
tell her how much you’ve been enjoying her skirts.
tell her you’d like to kiss her.


Alice looks a little uncomfortable as you sit next to her, though she does not object. Throughout your lunch together, the two of you converse politely, but her responses to your idle questions seem a little laconic.

After the meal, you drive her back to work.

Continue.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
place your hand on Alice's thigh.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
kick off one shoe and reach out to stroke Alice's leg with your foot.


“Your breasts really are lovely, I must say,” you remark.

Alice raises an eyebrow. “You haven’t seen them,” she says.

“No, but they seem to work very well with your blouses,” you say.

She chuckles. “Well that’s something, I suppose.”

You finish your meals, and then you drive Alice back to work.

Continue.


Alice chuckles. “I’m slightly concerned this one might be a little short,” she says.

“Not at all,” you reply. “I’ve seen shorter skirts around our office. Not often, admittedly, but it has happened.”

She nods, and the two of you finish your meals. Afterwards, you drive Alice back to work.

Continue.


Alice gasps. “Holy cow, you don’t waste much time!” she says. “Well I’m sorry, Bob, but I’m not sure I’m quite ready for that.”

“I’m sorry,” you say. “I didn’t mean to come on too strong.”

She shrugs. “Don’t worry about it,” she says.

The rest of the meal is spent largely in uncomfortable silence. After you have both finished, you drive her back to work.

Continue.


Nobody says anything, so your boss takes over and makes some announcements, and then your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report. Finally the meeting ends.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


Carla makes some announcements, then another of your colleagues, Stuart, gives his daily production report. Finally, the meeting is over.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you subtly ease your left hand on to Alice’s right thigh and give it a gentle squeeze. She stiffens, but does not say anything. Encouraged, you start to slide your hand a little higher up her leg, but at this point she reaches down and pushes your hand away.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. You return to your cube and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence. Less than ten minutes later, however, you get a call from Carla, who summons you to her office.

“What the hell's this I hear about you groping Alice’s leg in our team meeting?” she demands angrily.

Your face pales. “I ... I didn't!” you protest.

“Well I hardly think it likely she would make up such a thing!” says Carla. “The poor girl's quite upset! Now I'm beginning to think Denise was telling the truth after all! I'm sorry, Bob, but I did warn you, and now I have to let you go. Clear out your desk, and leave. You're fired!”

THE END


As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you carefully ease your right foot out of its shoe, and then you roll your chair right up to the table and stick out your foot as far as it will reach. It soon connects with Alice’s leg, and you begin to stroke her shin with your sock-clad toes. She stiffens and looks sharply across the table at you. You grin at her, and she looks rather annoyed. Pushing her chair away from the table, she maintains a safe distance for the rest of the meeting.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. You return to your cube and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence. Then you hear Alice clearing her throat behind you, and you turn around to see her standing there with her arms folded.

“What was all that about in the meeting?” she asked.

“Sorry!” you say guiltily. “Just playing footsie – a bit of fun.”

“Yeah, well, you’re lucky I don’t report you to Human Resources,” she says, before turning around and walking back to her cube. You are not sure if she is serious or not.

Continue.


Half an hour later, the phones have gone quiet, and your own workload is fairly light. You decide to pass the time by…

offering Alice some one-on-one training time in one of the conference rooms.
surfing the internet.


You put your plan to Alice, and she nods. “Sure,” she says, “The more training I can get, the better.”

You undock your laptop and carry it through to the nearest conference room. As Alice sits down, you set it up in front of her, and talk her through various parts of the company’s systems. This necessitates that you sit very close to her, so that you can point to things on the laptop’s screen, and you contemplate taking advantage of the situation. Will you…

wait until she turns toward you, and then kiss her?
contrive to brush her breast with your hand as you reach toward the screen?
cup her right breast with your hand as she navigates the systems?


You begin looking at news stories, Wikipedia articles, and movie websites, and the time quickly passes.

Continue.


She gasps as your lips briefly meet hers, then she pulls away. “Blimey, I wasn’t expecting that!” she says.

“I’m sorry,” you say, “but … okay, I’m not really sorry.”

Alice puts her face in her hands, and shakes her head. “Well this changes things, doesn’t it?” she says.

“I hope so,” you reply.

“I need to think about it,” she says.

“Fair enough,” you acknowledge.

“I think perhaps we’re done here for the moment,” says Alice.

“Okay,” you agree.

You both return to your cubes. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


Alice starts and recoils slightly as the back of your hand brushes her breast through her blouse.

“Oops sorry!” you say, and quickly try to deflect her attention from your misdeed by pointing out things on the screen.

Alice shrugs, and says nothing about what you did. It looks like you may have got away with it.

The rest of the training session goes well, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


Alice gasps as your hand closes around her breast. “What the hell, Bob?” she demands.

“Sorry,” you say, withdrawing your hand.

She shakes her head in disbelief. “I think we’re done here for today,” she says.

“Okay,” you agree. “Once again, I’m really sorry…”

“Forget it,” she says with a sigh. “Just don’t do it again, okay?”

You both return to your cubes. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


Five o’clock rolls around, and you get ready to leave. Alice does the same, and you smile at her as she steps out of her cube. “Did you have a good day?” you ask her.

“Yes thanks,” says Alice.

“Good!” you reply. “Well, see you tomorrow then!”

You head home, have dinner, and watch some television. That night you fall asleep thinking about Alice, and how nice it will be to see her again…

Continue.


You arrive for your next day at work feeling good, and looking forward to spending some more time with Alice. As you head down the aisle towards your cube, you see her in the process of walking into hers. You are happy to see that today she is wearing a miniskirt that stops well short of mid-thigh.

“Hi Alice,” you say, and she looks up and smiles at you.

“Hi!” she replies. “How are you today?”

“Fine thanks,” you tell her. “You?”

“Also fine,” she says, and she giggles.

You feel like paying her a compliment. You clear your throat, then say,

“I like your skirt today ... it’s nice and short!”
“You look very pretty today.”


Alice grins. “I hoped you might like it,” she says. “I do hope it doesn’t get me into trouble!”

“It shouldn’t,” you tell her. “And I really hope it doesn’t! It’s brilliant.”

She laughs, and sits down at her desk. You head into your own cube, and sit at your desk to start your day’s work.

Continue.


Alice blushes. “Thanks!” she says.

You head to your desk and start your day's work.

Continue.


The minutes tick by, and soon it is nine o’clock. By this time you are rather thirsty, and you get up to make yourself some tea. You are happy to see Alice emerging from her cube, carrying her pink mug.

“Nine o’clock drink time!” she laughs, and the two of you walk together down the aisle towards the kitchen.

As you make your drink, Alice walks over to the fridge, and you smile as she opens it and bends over to fetch a carton of milk. Her skirt rises up at the back to expose even more of her thighs, and comes tantalisingly close to revealing part of her bottom. Feeling rather aroused, you…

casually walk over and give her bottom a gentle pat.
say “My goodness, that’s a lovely view!”


Alice gasps as your hand touches her buttock, and she hurriedly straightens up and turns around. “Don’t be naughty, Bob!” she says.

“I do apologise,” you say quickly. “I don’t know what came over me.”

She rolls her eyes, and continues making her tea. When you have both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.


Alice straightens up quickly, and turns around. “Naughty man,” she says, with a twinkle in her eye. “I thought you might enjoy that, though.”

“It was just … beautiful,” you say, and she laughs.

Having both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.


Later in the morning, you wander over to Alice's cube and ask how she's doing.

“Not bad thanks,” she says, “but I do have a question...”

You lean on her desk as you peer at her screen. As she describes what she is doing, you happen to glance down at her chest and notice that her blouse is gaping somewhat, so that you can see her bra and a generous portion of her right breast. Will you...

reach down into her top and cup her breast through her bra?
tell her you are enjoying the view?
start subtly rubbing her left breast through her blouse with the back of your hand?


Alice gasps, and swats your hand away. “Stop that!” she says. “Or I’ll report you to Human Resources!”

“I’m very sorry,” you say.

“Yeah I’m sure,” she replies. “Just don’t do it again!”

You turn your attention back to Alice's screen, and finish helping her with her question. Then you return to your desk.

Continue.


“Mmmm, what a nice view I've got from up here...” you remark, with a little chuckle.

Alice glances down at her chest, then she chuckles. “Naughty man,” she says. “Eyes on my screen, please, and not down my blouse!”

“Of course – my apologies,” you say. Grinning, you turn your attention back to her screen, and finish helping her with her question. Then you…

try to engage her in personal conversation.
return to your desk.


You slowly move your right hand until it is resting against Alice's left breast. Then you gently begin to rub it, until Alice notices, at which point she swats your hand away and says, “Stop that, Bob! I haven’t given you a licence to grope.”

“I’m very sorry,” you say, contrite.

“Yeah I’m sure,” she replies. “Just don’t do it again!”

You turn your attention back to Alice's screen, and finish helping her with her question. Then you return to your desk.

Continue.


“So, Alice,” you say, “tell me...

something cool about yourself.”
what colour panties you’re wearing.”
where you would like me to kiss you next?”


Lunchtime approaches, and you tidy up a bit of outstanding correspondence. Then you lock your computer, get to your feet, and head out of your cube. You notice Alice is also preparing to leave for her lunch break. Smiling at her, you say,

“See you later, Alice.”
“Hey Alice, want to join me for lunch?”


“Well,” says Alice, and the two of you begin to converse about some of her past adventures. You sit down on the chair in the corner of her cube, and she swings her chair around to face you. As she crosses her legs, you get a brief look at her white panties, and then you are treated to a considerable amount of her right thigh, which you do your best not to stare at. You are not entirely successful, however, as Alice eventually chuckles.

“My eyes are up here, Bob,” she says.

“Sorry,” you reply, wresting your eyes away from her thigh.

She laughs. “It’s okay – I’m glad you’re appreciating the miniskirt.”

Eventually you say, “Well, back to work. Thanks for the chat, Alice!”

She winks at you, and you return to your desk.

Continue.


Alice frowns. “White,” she says. “Now if you don’t mind, I have work to do.”

“Okay,” you say, and you return to your desk, hoping she will not hold this little incident against you. Fortunately, as a later instant message conversation reveals, she is not really upset with you – just a little disappointed.

Continue.


Alice chuckles. “Obviously I’ve been thinking about it,” she says. “And I figure I’ll just let you navigate these uncharted waters without the aid of a map. Venture off course at your peril; there are sharp rocks!”

“That’s hardly fair,” you object.

She laughs, and shrugs. “I’m not going to make this easy for you,” she says. “But I think you’ll find I’m worth the effort.”

“Of that, I have no doubt,” you reply.

She winks at you, and you return to your desk.

Continue.


You go out and eat a light lunch at Borger's Burgers, and then you return to the office.

Continue.


Alice smiles and says, “Sure!”

“Excellent,” you reply.

You drive her to Borger’s Burgers. Inside, you order your usual soup and salad, while Alice gets a turkey burger sandwich. She sits down in a booth, and you...

sit down opposite her.
sit down next to her.


It is almost time for your daily team meeting, and you run some reports in preparation. You head into the conference room and see several of your colleagues and underlings already assembled. You look at the available empty chairs, and choose to sit...

on Alice's right.
opposite Alice.


You converse with Alice about various topics, and seem to be getting on well with her. But then a lull in the conversation threatens to become an awkward silence, so you quickly...

ask her if you can take a quick peek beneath the table at her legs.
tell her you’d love to see her in an even shorter skirt.
tell her you’d like to kiss her again.


Alice smiles as you sit next to her, and the two of you spend a very pleasant lunch, chatting and laughing together. But you are desperate for some more intimacy, and when the conversation lapses briefly, you…

lean in for a kiss.
reach between her thighs and slide your hand up her miniskirt.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
place your hand on Alice's thigh.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
kick off one shoe and reach out to stroke Alice's leg with your foot.


Alice laughs. “You daft bugger – I bet you were the pencil-dropper in your class, weren’t you? Well sure, go ahead if it’ll make you happy.”

You grin, and duck your head beneath the table. For a couple of seconds, you stare at Alice’s knees and exposed thighs … but then, to your delight, she moves her knees wide apart, and you get a good look at her white panties. Then she closes her legs again, and you sit up straight once more.

“Wow!” you exclaim.

Alice blushes, and laughs. “I don’t know why I did that,” she says. “I hope you enjoyed it.”

“It was amazing!” you say. “Thank you.”

You finish your meals, and then you drive Alice back to work.

Continue.


Alice chuckles. “I’m slightly concerned even this one might be a little short!” she says.

“If I had any say in the matter,” you say, “there wouldn’t be a minimum skirt length.”

She laughs. “I’m sure!” she says. “But not everyone is a perv like you.”

You nod in agreement, and the two of you finish your meals. Afterwards, you drive Alice back to work.

Continue.


Alice smiles. “I’m sure you would,” she says. “But you appear to be on the wrong side of the table for that.”

“True,” you admit. “Bother.”

She laughs. “Better luck next time,” she says.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive her back to work.

Continue.


Alice’s eyes widen as you approach her, but she does not stop you. In fact she closes her eyes, and the two of you kiss – softly at first, then with more enthusiasm. Afterwards, you pull apart, both a little breathless.

“Well, that was nice,” says Alice.

“It was,” you agree, grinning. You lean in for another kiss, but she stops you.

“Let’s take it a little slowly,” she says. “In part because this is quite a public place, and I’ve seen other people from our office here.”

“Okay,” you say.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive her back to work.

Continue.


Alice gasps as you reach up her skirt, and she vigorously pushes your hand away. “What the hell, Bob?” she says.

“Sorry – bad move,” you say, instantly regretting your choice.

“I’ll say!” she agrees. “Good grief!”

“Please forgive me,” you say. “How can I make it up to you?”

“Just, you know … how about a bit of subtlety?” she suggests.

“I’ll try that,” you reply. “Sorry again.”

The two of you finish your meals in a rather awkward silence, and then you drive her back to work.

Continue.


Nobody says anything, so your boss takes over and makes some announcements, and then your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report. Finally the meeting ends.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


Carla makes some announcements, then another of your colleagues, Stuart, gives his daily production report. Finally, the meeting is over.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you subtly ease your left hand on to Alice’s right thigh and give it a gentle squeeze. She stiffens, but does not say anything. Encouraged, you start to slide your hand a little higher up her leg, but at this point she reaches down and pushes your hand away.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. You return to your cube and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence. Then you hear Alice clearing her throat behind you, and you turn around to see her standing there with her arms folded.

“That was naughty,” she says. “In the meeting.”

“Sorry,” you say. “I just couldn’t resist.”

“Well try harder!” she tells you. “You’ll get us both in trouble.” She turns around and walks back to her cube.

Continue.


As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you carefully ease your right foot out of its shoe, and then you roll your chair right up to the table and stick out your foot as far as it will reach. It soon connects with Alice’s leg, and you begin to stroke her shin with your sock-clad toes. She stiffens and looks sharply across the table at you. You grin at her, and she looks rather annoyed. Pushing her chair away from the table, she maintains a safe distance for the rest of the meeting.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. You return to your cube and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence. Then you hear Alice clearing her throat behind you, and you turn around to see her standing there with her arms folded.

“What was all that about in the meeting?” she asked.

“Sorry!” you say guiltily. “Just playing footsie – a bit of fun.”

“Yeah, well, I’d rather you kept your feet to yourself,” she says. “You’ll get us both in trouble if you’re not careful!” She turns around and walks back to her cube.

Continue.


Half an hour later, the phones have gone quiet, and your own workload is fairly light. You decide to pass the time by…

offering Alice some one-on-one training time in one of the conference rooms.
surfing the internet.


You put your plan to Alice, and she nods. “Sure,” she says, “The more training I can get, the better.”

You undock your laptop and carry it through to the nearest conference room. As Alice sits down, you set it up in front of her, and talk her through various parts of the company’s systems. This necessitates that you sit very close to her, so that you can point to things on the laptop’s screen, and you contemplate taking advantage of the situation. Will you…

wait until she turns toward you, and then kiss her again?
put your hand on her thigh?
cup her right breast with your hand as she navigates the systems?


You begin looking at news stories, Wikipedia articles, and movie websites, and the time quickly passes.

Continue.


She closes her eyes as you kiss her, and responds with enthusiasm. When the two of you pull apart, she says, “Mmm, that was nice – but this is a little risky! We should be careful what we do in the office.”

“Okay,” you say, “you’re probably right.”

“Can we just focus on the training for now?” asks Alice.

You agree, and finish the training session, then you both return to your cubes. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


Alice smiles, and lets you gently stroke her thigh for a few seconds. But as you start to slide it upward, pushing the hem of her skirt up, she stops you.

“Behave,” she says. “You’ll get us into trouble.”

“Sorry,” you reply with a smile, and you remove your hand.

The rest of the training session goes well, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


Alice starts as your hand closes around her breast, and she pushes your arm away. “Stop that, Bob,” she says. “Behave yourself.

“Sorry,” you say, withdrawing your hand.

“There’s a time and a place for everything,” she says.

“Fair enough,” you agree.

The rest of the training session goes well, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


Five o’clock rolls around, and you get ready to leave. Alice does the same, and you smile at her as she steps out of her cube. “Did you have a good day?” you ask her.

“Yes thanks,” says Alice.

“Good!” you reply. “Well, see you tomorrow then!”

You head home, have dinner, and watch some television. That night you fall asleep thinking about Alice, and how nice it will be to see her again…

Continue.


You arrive for your next day at work feeling good, and looking forward to spending some more time with Alice. As you head down the aisle towards your cube, you see her in the process of walking into hers. You are happy to see that today she is again wearing a miniskirt that stops well short of mid-thigh.

“Hi Alice,” you say, and she looks up and smiles at you.

“Hi!” she replies. “How are you today?”

“Fine thanks,” you tell her. “You?”

“Also fine,” she says, and she giggles.

You feel like paying her a compliment. You clear your throat, then say,

“I must say, I’m loving the miniskirts!”
“You look very pretty today.”


Alice grins. “I’m sure you are,” she says, and she gives you a wink before going to sit down at her desk.

You head into your cube, and sit at your own desk to start your day’s work.

Continue.


Alice blushes. “Thanks!” she says.

You head to your desk and start your day's work.

Continue.


The minutes tick by, and soon it is nine o’clock. By this time you are rather thirsty, and you get up to make yourself some tea. You are happy to see Alice emerging from her cube, carrying her pink mug.

“Nine o’clock drink time!” she laughs, and the two of you walk together down the aisle towards the kitchen.

As you make your drink, Alice walks over to the fridge, and you smile as she opens it and bends over to fetch a carton of milk. Her skirt rises up at the back to expose even more of her thighs, and comes tantalisingly close to revealing part of her bottom. Feeling rather aroused, you…

casually walk over and give her bottom a gentle pat.
say “My goodness, that’s a lovely view!”


Alice gasps as your hand touches her buttock, and she hurriedly straightens up and turns around. “Don’t be naughty, Bob!” she says.

“I do apologise,” you say quickly. “I don’t know what came over me.”

She rolls her eyes, and continues making her tea. When you have both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.


Alice straightens up quickly, and turns around. “Naughty man,” she says, with a twinkle in her eye. “I thought you might enjoy that, though.”

“It was just … beautiful,” you say, and she laughs.

Having both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.


Later in the morning, you wander over to Alice's cube and ask how she's doing.

“Not bad thanks,” she says, “but I do have a question...”

You lean on her desk as you peer at her screen. As she describes what she is doing, you happen to glance down at her chest and notice that her blouse is gaping somewhat, so that you can see her bra and a generous portion of her right breast. Will you...

reach down into her top and cup her breast through her bra?
tell her you are enjoying the view?
start subtly rubbing her left breast through her blouse with the back of your hand?


Alice deftly swats your hand away. “Behave!” she says.

“Sorry,” you say.

“Yeah, I’m sure you are,” she replies.

You turn your attention back to Alice's screen, and finish helping her with her question. Then you…

try to engage her in personal conversation.
return to your desk.


“Mmmm, what a nice view I've got from up here...” you remark, with a little chuckle.

Alice glances down at her chest, then she chuckles. “Naughty man,” she says. “Eyes on my screen, please, and not down my blouse!”

“Of course – my apologies,” you say. Grinning, you turn your attention back to her screen, and finish helping her with her question. Then you…

try to engage her in personal conversation.
return to your desk.


You slowly move your right hand until it is resting against Alice's left breast. Then you gently begin to rub it, slowly making small circles. You figure it must be obvious to Alice what you are doing, but she says nothing for a while. Her breathing, however, seems to be quickening.

Eventually she pushes your hand away. “That’s enough of that,” she says quietly.

You turn your attention back to Alice's screen, and finish helping her with her question. Then you…

try to engage her in personal conversation.
return to your desk.


“So, Alice,” you say, “tell me...

some more about yourself.”
what colour panties you’re wearing.”
where you would like me to kiss you next?”


Lunchtime approaches, and you tidy up a bit of outstanding correspondence. Then you lock your computer, get to your feet, and head out of your cube. You notice Alice is also preparing to leave for her lunch break. Smiling at her, you say,

“See you later, Alice.”
“Hey Alice, want to join me for lunch?”


“Well,” says Alice, and the two of you begin to converse about her life and former loves. You sit down on the chair in the corner of her cube, and she swings her chair around to face you. As she crosses her legs, you get a brief look at her white panties, and then you are treated to a considerable amount of her right thigh, which you do your best not to stare at. You are not entirely successful in this, but Alice does not seem to mind.

Eventually you say, “Well, back to work. Thanks for the chat, Alice!”

She smiles happily, and you return to your desk.

Continue.


Alice arches an eyebrow. “White,” she says. “Now if you don’t mind, I have work to do.”

“Okay,” you say, and you return to your desk, hoping she will not hold this little incident against you. Fortunately, as a later instant message conversation reveals, she is not really upset with you – just a little disappointed.

Continue.


lice blushes and smiles. “Surprise me,” she says.

“Okay!” you reply.

She winks at you, and you return to your desk.

Continue.


You go out and eat a light lunch at Borger's Burgers, and then you return to the office.

Continue.


Alice smiles and says, “Sure!”

“Excellent,” you reply.

You drive her to Borger’s Burgers. Inside, you order your usual soup and salad, while Alice gets a turkey burger sandwich. She sits down in a booth, and you...

sit down opposite her.
sit down next to her.


It is almost time for your daily team meeting, and you run some reports in preparation. You head into the conference room and see several of your colleagues and underlings already assembled. You look at the available empty chairs, and choose to sit...

on Alice's right.
opposite Alice.


You converse with Alice about various topics, and seem to be getting on well with her. But then a lull in the conversation threatens to become an awkward silence, so you quickly...

ask her if you can take a quick peek beneath the table at her legs.
tell her you’d love to see her in an even shorter skirt.
tell her you’d like to kiss her again.


Alice smiles as you sit next to her, and the two of you spend a very pleasant lunch, chatting and laughing together. But you are desperate for some more intimacy, and when the conversation lapses briefly, you…

lean in for a kiss.
reach between her thighs and slide your hand up her miniskirt.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
place your hand on Alice's thigh.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
kick off one shoe and reach out to stroke Alice's leg with your foot.


Alice laughs. “Silly man,” she says. “All right then, if it’ll make you happy.”

You grin, and duck your head beneath the table. To your delight, she has opened her knees wide apart, and you get a good long look at her white panties. Then she closes her legs, and you sit up straight once more.

“Awesome!” you exclaim.

Alice laughs. “You’re welcome,” she says.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive Alice back to work.

Continue.


Alice chuckles. “I think I might get into trouble if I wore anything shorter!” she says.

“If I had my way,” you say, “you would be allowed to wear skirts as short as you like.”

She laughs. “I’m sure!” she says.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive Alice back to work.

Continue.


Alice smiles. “I’m sure you would,” she says. “But you appear to be on the wrong side of the table for that.”

“True,” you admit. “Bother.”

She laughs. “Better luck next time,” she says.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive her back to work.

Continue.


Alice’s eyes widen as you approach her, but she does not stop you. In fact she closes her eyes, and the two of you kiss – softly at first, then with more enthusiasm. After a couple of minutes of exploring each other’s tongues, you pull apart, both a little breathless.

“Mmmm,” says Alice, smiling happily.

You lean in for another kiss, but she stops you.

“Let’s save any more for when we’re alone,” she says. “I’ve spotted other people from our office here.”

“Okay,” you say.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive her back to work.

Continue.


You reach up Alice’s skirt, but she pushes your hand away. “Not even a kiss first, Bob?” she says, with a note of disapproval. “Smooth…”

“Sorry,” you say. “I just couldn’t resist those lovely legs…”

“Yes, well there’s a time and a place for that sort of thing,” says Alice.

“Fair enough,” you concede.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive her back to work.

Continue.


Nobody says anything, so your boss takes over and makes some announcements, and then your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report. Finally the meeting ends.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


Carla makes some announcements, then another of your colleagues, Stuart, gives his daily production report. Finally, the meeting is over.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you subtly ease your left hand on to Alice’s right thigh and give it a gentle squeeze. She stiffens, but does not say anything. Encouraged, you start to slide your hand a little higher up her leg, but at this point she reaches down and pushes your hand away.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. You return to your cube and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence. Then you hear Alice clearing her throat behind you, and you turn around to see her standing there with her arms folded.

“That was naughty,” she says. “In the meeting.”

“Sorry,” you say. “I just couldn’t resist.”

“Well try harder!” she tells you. “You’ll get us both in trouble.” She turns around and walks back to her cube.

Continue.


As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you carefully ease your right foot out of its shoe, and then you roll your chair right up to the table and stick out your foot as far as it will reach. It soon connects with Alice’s leg, and you begin to stroke her shin with your sock-clad toes. She looks at you in surprise, then smiles as she realises what you are doing. You grin at her as you run your foot up to her knee, and slip it between her thighs. Alice does not stop you, but unfortunately the table is too broad to allow you to get very far.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. As you return to your cube with Alice, she murmurs “Naughty”, and you chuckle.

The two of you sit down at your respective desks, and you start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


Half an hour later, the phones have gone quiet, and your own workload is fairly light. You decide to pass the time by…

offering Alice some one-on-one training time in one of the conference rooms.
surfing the internet.


You put your plan to Alice, and she nods. “Of course!” she says with a smile.

You undock your laptop and carry it through to the nearest conference room. As Alice sits down, you set it up in front of her, and then you commence the training. As she navigates through the company’s systems, you…

kiss her.
put your hand on her thigh.
cup her right breast with your hand.


You begin looking at news stories, Wikipedia articles, and movie websites, and the time quickly passes.

Continue.


Alice closes her eyes as you kiss her, and responds with enthusiasm. You take her in your arms, and kiss her deeply and passionately for what seems like ages. When the two of you finally pull apart, she says, “Mmm, that was nice. Let’s do it again!”

You laugh, and kiss her again. This time it does not last quite as long, but Alice is looking decidedly flushed as she disengages from you.

“We should get back to training!” she says breathlessly.

“All right,” you reply with a smile.

The rest of the training session goes well, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


Alice smiles, and lets you gently stroke her thigh as she follows your instructions on the computer. Then you start to slide your hand up her leg, beneath the hem of her skirt, until your fingers are brushing against her panties.

“Behave,” she says. “You’ll get us into trouble.”

But she does not stop you as you begin to stroke her pussy through her panties, and she even closes her eyes as her breathing becomes heavier. “Mmmm,” she says, and she turns her face towards yours for a kiss.

You continue to stroke her pussy while passionately kissing her for the next five minutes or so. But as you find the waistband of her panties and attempt to slip your hand inside, she finally stops you.

“We should get back to training!” she says breathlessly.

“All right,” you reply with a smile.

The rest of the training session goes well, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


Alice chuckles as your hand closes around her breast. “You naughty thing, Bob,” she says.

“Sorry,” you say, but you continue to squeeze and caress her breast through her blouse as you train her. Only when you attempt to slide your hand inside her blouse does she finally stop you.

“We should probably focus on the training,” she says.

“Fair enough,” you agree.

The rest of the training session goes well, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


Five o’clock rolls around, and you get ready to leave. Alice does the same, and you smile at her as she steps out of her cube. “Did you have a good day?” you ask her.

“Yes thanks,” says Alice.

“Good!” you reply. “Well, see you tomorrow then!”

You head home, have dinner, and watch some television. That night you fall asleep thinking about Alice, and how nice it will be to see her again…

Continue.


You arrive for your next day at work feeling good, and looking forward to spending some more time with Alice. As you head down the aisle towards your cube, you see her in the process of walking into hers. You are happy to see that today she is wearing a miniskirt that stops well short of mid-thigh.

“Hi Alice,” you say, and she looks up and smiles at you.

“Hi!” she replies. “How are you today?”

“Fine thanks,” you tell her. “You?”

“Also fine,” she says, and she giggles.

You feel like paying her a compliment. You clear your throat, then say,

“Thank you for wearing another miniskirt!”
“You look very pretty today.”


Alice grins. “You’re welcome,” she says, and she gives you a wink before going to sit down at her desk.

You head into your cube, and sit at your own desk to start your day’s work.

Continue.


Alice blushes. “Thanks!” she says.

You head to your desk and start your day's work.

Continue.


The minutes tick by, and soon it is nine o’clock. By this time you are rather thirsty, and you get up to make yourself some tea. You are happy to see Alice emerging from her cube, carrying her pink mug.

“Nine o’clock drink time!” she laughs, and the two of you walk together down the aisle towards the kitchen.

As you make your drink, Alice walks over to the fridge, and you smile as she opens it and bends over to fetch a carton of milk. Her skirt rises up at the back to expose even more of her thighs, and comes tantalisingly close to revealing part of her bottom. Feeling rather aroused, you…

casually walk over and give her bottom a gentle pat.
say “My goodness, that’s a lovely view!”


Alice gasps as your hand touches her buttock, and she hurriedly straightens up and turns around. “Don’t be naughty, Bob!” she says.

“I do apologise,” you say quickly. “I don’t know what came over me.”

She rolls her eyes, and continues making her tea. When you have both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.


Alice straightens up quickly, and turns around. “Naughty man,” she says, with a twinkle in her eye. “I thought you might enjoy that, though.”

“It was just … beautiful,” you say, and she laughs.

Having both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.


Later in the morning, you wander over to Alice's cube and ask how she's doing.

“Not bad thanks,” she says, “but I do have a question...”

You lean on her desk as you peer at her screen. As she describes what she is doing, you happen to glance down at her chest and notice that her blouse is gaping somewhat, so that you can see her bra and a generous portion of her right breast. Will you...

reach down into her top and cup her breast through her bra?
tell her you are enjoying the view?
start subtly rubbing her left breast through her blouse with the back of your hand?
put your hand on her thigh and start stroking it?


You give Alice's breast a gentle squeeze through her bra, but she pushes your hand away. “Don't be naughty,” she says.

“Sorry,” you say.

“No you're not,” she replies with a smirk.

You turn your attention back to Alice's screen, and finish helping her with her question. Then you…

try to engage her in personal conversation.
return to your desk.


You begin to stroke Alice's bare leg, and at first she makes no objection. But as you slide your hand higher, pushing the hem of skirt up her thigh, she glances around nervously.

“Not here,” she mutters, and she gently pushes your hand away.

You turn your attention back to Alice's screen, and finish helping her with her question. Then you…

try to engage her in personal conversation.
return to your desk.


“Mmmm, what a nice view I've got from up here...” you remark, with a little chuckle.

Alice glances down at her chest, then she chuckles. “Naughty man,” she says.

Grinning, you turn your attention back to her screen, and finish helping her with her question. Then you…

try to engage her in personal conversation.
return to your desk.


You slowly move your right hand until it is resting against Alice's left breast. Then you gently begin to rub it, slowly making small circles. You figure it must be obvious to Alice what you are doing, but she says nothing for a while. Her breathing, however, seems to be quickening.

Eventually she pushes your hand away. “That’s enough of that,” she says quietly.

You turn your attention back to Alice's screen, and finish helping her with her question. Then you…

try to engage her in personal conversation.
return to your desk.


Lunchtime approaches, and you tidy up a bit of outstanding correspondence. Then you lock your computer, get to your feet, and head out of your cube. You notice Alice is also preparing to leave for her lunch break. Smiling at her, you say,

“See you later, Alice.”
“Hey Alice, want to join me for lunch?”


Alice is more than happy to converse, and the two of you begin to chat about various different things. You sit down on the chair in the corner of her cube, and she swings her chair around to face you. As she crosses her legs, you get a brief look at her white panties, and then you are treated to a considerable amount of her right thigh, which you do your best not to stare at. You are not entirely successful in this, but Alice does not seem to mind.

Eventually you say, “Well, back to work. Thanks for the chat, Alice!”

She smiles happily, and you return to your desk.

Continue.


You go out and eat a light lunch at Borger's Burgers, and then you return to the office.

Continue.


Alice smiles and says, “Sure!”

“Excellent,” you reply.

You drive her to Borger’s Burgers. Inside, you order your usual soup and salad, while Alice gets a turkey burger sandwich. She sits down in a booth, and you...

sit down opposite her.
sit down next to her.


It is almost time for your daily team meeting, and you run some reports in preparation. You head into the conference room and see several of your colleagues and underlings already assembled. You look at the available empty chairs, and choose to sit...

on Alice's right.
opposite Alice.


She chuckles, and says, “Well I think I’d get into trouble if I wore anything much shorter than this. But maybe I’ll take a look in my closet and see what I can find…”

“Thank you!” you say.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive Alice back to work.

Continue.


You converse with Alice about various topics, and seem to be getting on well with her. But then a lull in the conversation threatens to become an awkward silence, so you quickly...

ask her if you can take a quick peek beneath the table at her legs.
tell her you’d love to see her in an even shorter skirt.
tell her you’d like to kiss her again.


Alice smiles as you sit next to her, and the two of you spend a very pleasant lunch, chatting and laughing together. But you are desperate for some more intimacy, and when the conversation lapses briefly, you…

lean in for a kiss.
reach between her thighs and slide your hand up her miniskirt.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
place your hand on Alice's thigh.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
kick off one shoe and reach out to stroke Alice's leg with your foot.


Alice laughs. “Silly man,” she says. “All right then, if it’ll make you happy.”

You grin, and duck your head beneath the table. To your delight, she has opened her knees wide apart, and you get a good long look at her white panties. Then she closes her legs, and you sit up straight once more.

“Awesome!” you exclaim.

Alice laughs. “You’re welcome,” she says.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive Alice back to work.

Continue.


Alice chuckles. “I think I might get into trouble if I wore anything shorter!” she says.

“If I had my way,” you say, “you would be allowed to wear skirts as short as you like.”

She laughs. “I’m sure!” she says.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive Alice back to work.

Continue.


Alice smiles. “I’m sure you would,” she says. “But you appear to be on the wrong side of the table for that.”

“True,” you admit. “Bother.”

She laughs. “Better luck next time,” she says.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive her back to work.

Continue.


Alice’s eyes widen as you approach her, but she does not stop you. In fact she closes her eyes, and the two of you kiss – softly at first, then with more enthusiasm. After a couple of minutes of exploring each other’s tongues, you pull apart, both a little breathless.

“Mmmm,” says Alice, smiling happily.

You lean in for another kiss, but she stops you.

“Let’s save any more for when we’re alone,” she says. “I’ve spotted other people from our office here.”

“Okay,” you say.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive her back to work.

Continue.


You reach up Alice’s skirt, but she pushes your hand away. “Not here,” she says, looking around nervously.

“Sorry,” you say. “I just couldn’t resist those lovely legs…”

“Yes, well there’s a time and a place for that sort of thing,” says Alice.

“Fair enough,” you concede.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive her back to work.

Continue.


Nobody says anything, so your boss takes over and makes some announcements, and then your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report. Finally the meeting ends.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


Carla makes some announcements, then another of your colleagues, Stuart, gives his daily production report. Finally, the meeting is over.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you subtly ease your left hand on to Alice’s right thigh and give it a gentle squeeze. She does not say anything, so you begin to gently caress her bare skin. As you slowly work your hand higher, pulling her skirt up, you can hear her breathing quickening slightly. A couple of minutes later, as your little finger is brushing against her panties, she reaches down and gently removes your hand.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. As you return to your cube with Alice, she murmurs “Naughty”, and you chuckle.

The two of you sit down at your respective desks, and you start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you carefully ease your right foot out of its shoe, and then you roll your chair right up to the table and stick out your foot as far as it will reach. It soon connects with Alice’s leg, and you begin to stroke her shin with your sock-clad toes. She looks at you in surprise, then smiles as she realises what you are doing. You grin at her as you run your foot up to her knee, and slip it between her thighs. Alice does not stop you, but unfortunately the table is too broad to allow you to get very far.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. As you return to your cube with Alice, she murmurs “Naughty”, and you chuckle.

The two of you sit down at your respective desks, and you start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


Half an hour later, the phones have gone quiet, and your own workload is fairly light. You decide to pass the time by…

offering Alice some one-on-one training time in one of the conference rooms.
surfing the internet.


You put your plan to Alice, and she nods. “Of course!” she says with a smile.

You undock your laptop and carry it through to the nearest conference room. As Alice sits down, you set it up in front of her, and then you commence the training. As she navigates through the company’s systems, you…

kiss her.
put your hand on her thigh.
cup her right breast with your hand.


You begin looking at news stories, Wikipedia articles, and movie websites, and the time quickly passes.

Continue.


Alice closes her eyes as you kiss her, and responds with enthusiasm. You take her in your arms, and kiss her deeply and passionately for what seems like ages. When the two of you finally pull apart, she says, “Mmm, that was nice. Let’s do it again!”

You laugh, and kiss her again. This time it does not last quite as long, but Alice is looking decidedly flushed as she disengages from you.

“We should get back to training!” she says breathlessly.

“All right,” you reply with a smile.

The rest of the training session goes well, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


Alice smiles, and lets you gently stroke her thigh as she follows your instructions on the computer. Then you start to slide your hand up her leg, beneath the hem of her skirt, until you are stroking her pussy through her panties. She closes her eyes as her breathing becomes heavier, and she moans softly. Then she turns her face towards yours for a kiss.

You continue to stroke her pussy while passionately kissing her for the next five minutes or so. But as you find the waistband of her panties and attempt to slip your hand inside, she finally stops you.

“We should get back to training!” she says breathlessly.

“All right,” you reply with a smile.

The rest of the training session goes well, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


Alice chuckles as your hand closes around her breast. “You naughty thing, Bob,” she says.

“Sorry,” you say, but you continue to squeeze and caress her breast through her blouse as you train her. After a minute or so, you slide your hand inside her blouse and begin massaging her left breast through her bra. She seems happy to put up with this, but when you try to get your hand inside her bra cup, she gently removes your hand from her blouse.

“We should probably focus on the training,” she says with a smile.

The rest of the training session goes well, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


Five o’clock rolls around, and you get ready to leave. Alice does the same, and you smile at her as she steps out of her cube. “Did you have a good day?” you ask her.

“Yes thanks,” says Alice.

“Good!” you reply. “Well, see you tomorrow then!”

You head home, have dinner, and watch some television. That night you fall asleep thinking about Alice, and how nice it will be to see her again…

Continue.


You arrive for your next day at work feeling good, and looking forward to spending some more time with Alice. As you head down the aisle towards your cube, you see her in the process of walking into hers. Your jaw drops as you see that today she is wearing a flower-patterned microskirt that you estimate must cover her bottom with barely two inches to spare.

“Hi Alice,” you say, and she looks up and smiles at you.

“Hi!” she replies.

You clear your throat, then say,

“My god, that skirt's amazing!”
“You're looking gorgeous today!”


Alice grins, a little sheepishly. “Well I'm rather worried it'll get me into trouble,” she says, “but I wanted to do something nice for you.”

“I'm touched ... and thrilled!” you tell her. “I'll keep my fingers crossed that you don't get into trouble over it.”

“Thanks,” she says, and she gives you a wink before going to sit down at her desk.

You head into your cube, and sit at your own desk to start your day’s work.

Continue.


Alice blushes. “Thanks!” she says.

You head to your desk and start your day's work.

Continue.


The minutes tick by, and soon it is nine o’clock. By this time you are rather thirsty, and you get up to make yourself some tea. You are happy to see Alice emerging from her cube, carrying her pink mug.

“Nine o’clock drink time!” she laughs, and the two of you walk together down the aisle towards the kitchen.

As you make your drink, Alice walks over to the fridge, and you smile as she opens it and bends over to fetch a carton of milk. You can't help grinning as her tiny skirt rides up at the back to expose the lower curves of her buttocks, and part of her white panties. Feeling very aroused, you…

casually walk over and give her bottom a gentle pat.
say “My goodness, that’s a lovely view!”


Alice gasps as your hand touches her buttock, but she lets you squeeze and stroke it for a couple of seconds before she straightens up and turns around. “Too risky to do that here,” she says nervously. “Not that I wasn't enjoying it...”

You smile and nod. “Perhaps later then,” you say.

“Perhaps,” she agrees, then, with a quick glance at the doorway, she stands on tiptoe to give you a quick kiss on the lips.

When you have both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.


Alice laughs, and wiggles her bottom sexily for a moment, before straightening up and turning around. “I thought you might enjoy that,” she says with a smile.

“It was beautiful,” you say, and she laughs again.

Having both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.


Later in the morning, you wander over to Alice's cube and ask how she's doing.

“Not bad thanks,” she says, “but I do have a question...”

You lean on her desk as you peer at her screen. As she describes what she is doing, you happen to glance down at her chest and notice that her blouse is gaping somewhat, so that you can see her bra and a generous portion of her right breast. Will you...

reach down into her top and cup her breast through her bra?
tell her you are enjoying the view?
start subtly rubbing her left breast through her blouse with the back of your hand?
put your hand on her thigh and start stroking it?


You give Alice's breast a gentle squeeze through her bra, and she giggles. “Don't be naughty,” she murmurs. “You'll get us into trouble.” But she does not stop you, and you continue groping her as your arousal grows. Then you slip your hand inside her bra cup, and take hold of her breast, squeezing her nipple gently between two of your fingers. She gasps, and pulls your hand out of her blouse. “Later!” she whispers.

“Okay!” you respond excitedly.

You turn your attention back to Alice's screen, and finish helping her with her question. Then you…

try to engage her in personal conversation.
return to your desk.


You begin to stroke Alice's bare leg, and she giggles quietly. Then you slide your hand higher, pushing the hem of skirt up her thigh, and she glances around nervously.

“Careful!” she mutters, but she does not attempt to stop you, so you continue until you are cupping her pussy through her panties. Her breathing gets heavier, but as you begin to stroke her, she pushes your hand away.

“Later, okay?” she says, looking up at you with an apologetic smile.

“Okay,” you reply with a grin.

You turn your attention back to Alice's screen, and finish helping her with her question. Then you…

try to engage her in personal conversation.
return to your desk.


“Mmmm, what a nice view I've got from up here...” you remark, with a little chuckle.

Alice glances down at her chest, then she chuckles. “I'm glad you think so,” she says.

Grinning, you turn your attention back to her screen, and finish helping her with her question. Then you…

try to engage her in personal conversation.
return to your desk.


You slowly move your right hand until it is resting against Alice's left breast. Then you gently begin to rub it, slowly making small circles. You figure it must be obvious to Alice what you are doing, but she says nothing for a while. Her breathing, however, seems to be quickening.

Eventually she pushes your hand away. “Save it for when we're alone,” she says quietly.

You turn your attention back to Alice's screen, and finish helping her with her question. Then you…

try to engage her in personal conversation.
return to your desk.


Lunchtime approaches, and you tidy up a bit of outstanding correspondence. Then you lock your computer, get to your feet, and head out of your cube. You notice Alice is also preparing to leave for her lunch break. Smiling at her, you say,

“See you later, Alice.”
“Hey Alice, want to join me for lunch?”


Alice is more than happy to converse, and the two of you begin to chat about various different things. You sit down on the chair in the corner of her cube, and she swings her chair around to face you. As she crosses her legs, you get a nice look at her white panties, and then you are treated to the sight of almost her entire right thigh, which you do your best not to stare at. You are not remotely successful in this, but Alice does not seem to mind.

In fact, she starts to tease you by uncrossing and re-crossing her legs, and each time she does so, she moves her legs more slowly, so that your view of her panties gets better and better. You smile at her happily, and she giggles delightfully.

Eventually you reluctantly say, “Well, back to work. Thanks for the chat, Alice!”

She winks at you, and you return to your desk.

Continue.


You go out and eat a light lunch at Borger's Burgers, and then you return to the office.

Continue.


Alice smiles and says, “Sure!”

“Excellent,” you reply.

You drive her to Borger’s Burgers. Inside, you order your usual soup and salad, while Alice gets a turkey burger sandwich. She sits down in a booth, and you...

sit down opposite her.
sit down next to her.


It is almost time for your daily team meeting, and you run some reports in preparation. You head into the conference room and see several of your colleagues and underlings already assembled. You look at the available empty chairs, and choose to sit...

on Alice's right.
opposite Alice.


You chat happily with Alice as you eat, and things seem to be going well. Then, during a lull in the conversation, you...

ask her if you can take a quick peek beneath the table at her legs.
tell her you’d love to see her in an even shorter skirt.
tell her you’d like to kiss her again.


Alice smiles as you sit next to her, and the two of you spend a very pleasant lunch, chatting and laughing together. But you are desperate for some more intimacy, and when the conversation lapses briefly, you…

lean in for a kiss.
reach between her thighs and slide your hand up her miniskirt.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
place your hand on Alice's thigh.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
kick off one shoe and reach out to stroke Alice's leg with your foot.


Alice laughs. “Silly man,” she says. “All right then, if it’ll make you happy.”

You grin, and duck your head beneath the table. To your delight, she has opened her knees wide apart, and you get a good long look at her white panties. Then she closes her legs, and you sit up straight once more.

“Awesome!” you exclaim.

Alice laughs. “You’re welcome,” she says.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive Alice back to work.

Continue.


Alice laughs. “Don't be silly – I'd get into serious trouble if I wore anything shorter!” she says.

“More's the pity,” you say ruefully.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive Alice back to work.

Continue.


Alice smiles. “I’m sure you would,” she says. “But you appear to be on the wrong side of the table for that.”

“True,” you admit. “Bother.”

She laughs. “Better luck next time,” she says.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive her back to work.

Continue.


Alice’s eyes widen as you approach her, but she does not stop you. In fact she closes her eyes, and the two of you kiss – softly at first, then with more enthusiasm. After a couple of minutes of exploring each other’s tongues, you pull apart, both a little breathless.

“Mmmm,” says Alice, smiling happily.

You lean in for another kiss, but she stops you.

“Let’s save any more for when we’re alone,” she says. “I’ve spotted other people from our office here.”

“Okay,” you say.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive her back to work.

Continue.


You reach up Alice’s skirt, which makes her giggle and look around nervously. But as you start stroking her pussy through her panties, she closes her eyes and starts to breathe heavily. “Mmmm, that's nice,” she murmurs. She eases her legs apart to allow you better access.

Then, as you caress her clitoris through the thin material, she turns and kisses you on the lips. Your tongue swirls around hers, and you reach up to the waistband of her panties so you can slip your hand inside.

But at this point she pulls away, looking very flushed. “Not now!” she gasps. “Later, okay?”

“Okay,” you agree with a smile.

“God I'm horny,” Alice mutters, and she chuckles. “Perhaps another training session this afternoon might be necessary...?”

“I'll consult my calendar and see if I have time,” you say.

She pokes you in the ribs, and you laugh. Then the two of you finish your meals, and you drive her back to work.

Continue.


Nobody says anything, so your boss takes over and makes some announcements, and then your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report. Finally the meeting ends.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


Carla makes some announcements, then another of your colleagues, Stuart, gives his daily production report. Finally, the meeting is over.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you subtly ease your left hand on to Alice’s right thigh and give it a gentle squeeze. She does not say anything, so you begin to gently caress her bare skin. As you slowly work your hand higher, pulling her skirt up, you can hear her breathing quickening slightly. A couple of minutes later, as your little finger is brushing against her panties, she reaches down and gently removes your hand.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. As you return to your cube with Alice, she murmurs “Naughty”, and you chuckle.

The two of you sit down at your respective desks, and you start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you carefully ease your right foot out of its shoe, and then you roll your chair right up to the table and stick out your foot as far as it will reach. It soon connects with Alice’s leg, and you begin to stroke her shin with your sock-clad toes. She looks at you in surprise, then smiles as she realises what you are doing. You grin at her as you run your foot up to her knee, and slip it between her thighs. Alice does not stop you, but unfortunately the table is too broad to allow you to get very far.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. As you return to your cube with Alice, she murmurs “Naughty”, and you chuckle.

The two of you sit down at your respective desks, and you start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


Half an hour later, the phones have gone quiet, and your own workload is fairly light. You decide to pass the time by…

offering Alice some one-on-one training time in one of the conference rooms.
surfing the internet.


You put your plan to Alice, and she nods. “Of course!” she says with a smile.

You undock your laptop and carry it through to the nearest conference room. As Alice sits down, you set it up in front of her, and then you commence the training. As she navigates through the company’s systems, you…

kiss her.
put your hand on her thigh.
cup her right breast with your hand.


You begin looking at news stories, Wikipedia articles, and movie websites, and the time quickly passes.

Continue.


Alice closes her eyes as you kiss her, and responds with enthusiasm. You take her in your arms, and kiss her deeply and passionately for what seems like ages. When the two of you finally pull apart, she says, “Mmm, that was nice. Let’s do it again!”

You laugh, and kiss her again. This time it does not last quite as long, but Alice is looking decidedly flushed as she disengages from you.

“We should get back to training!” she says breathlessly.

“All right,” you reply with a smile.

The rest of the training session goes well, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


Alice smiles, and lets you gently stroke her thigh as she follows your instructions on the computer. Then you start to slide your hand up her leg, beneath the hem of her skirt, until you are stroking her pussy through her panties. She closes her eyes as her breathing becomes heavier, and she moans softly. Then she turns her face towards yours for a kiss.

You continue to stroke her pussy while passionately kissing her for the next five minutes or so. Then you find the waistband of her panties, slip your hand inside, and rub her soft pussy directly, exploring her labia and clitoris.

By this point, Alice is uttering little moans of pleasure. She leans back in her chair and spreads her thighs apart, and you take this as permission to slip a finger inside her. But as your middle finger slides into her moist vagina, she squeals and sits up straight.

“Oh my God!” she gasps, pushing your hand away. “You're going to get us both fired! We should get back to training...”

“All right,” you reply with a smile.

The rest of the training session is not very productive, since the two of you cannot refrain from frequently kissing each other, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


Alice chuckles as your hand closes around her breast. “You naughty thing, Bob,” she says.

“Sorry,” you say, but you continue to squeeze and caress her breast through her blouse as you train her. After a minute or so, you slide your hand inside her blouse and begin massaging her left breast through her bra. She seems happy to put up with this, and when you try to get your hand inside her bra cup, she actually unfastens a button on her blouse to allow you easier access.

“Mmmm, you have a lovely left breast,” you tell her with a grin.

“The right one's just as nice,” she remarks playfully, turning towards you.

You chuckle, and slip your other hand into her right bra cup, now massaging both of her breasts while staring into her pretty eyes. She leans forward, and the two of you kiss softly for a couple of minutes.

“We should probably focus on the training,” says Alice, pulling away at last. She re-fastens her blouse button, gives you one last kiss on the lips, then turns back to the computer.

The rest of the training session goes well, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


Five o’clock rolls around, and you get ready to leave. Alice does the same, and you smile at her as she steps out of her cube. “Did you have a good day?” you ask her.

“Yes thanks,” says Alice with a grin.

“Good!” you reply. “Well, see you tomorrow then!”

You head home, have dinner, and watch some television. That night you fall asleep thinking about Alice, and how nice it will be to see her again…

Continue.


You arrive for your next day at work feeling good, and looking forward to spending some more time with Alice. As you head down the aisle towards your cube, you see her in the process of walking into hers. You smile happily as you see that today she is wearing a microskirt that covers her bottom with maybe two inches to spare.

“Hi Alice,” you say, and she looks up and smiles at you.

“Hi!” she replies.

You clear your throat, then say,

“Awesome microskirt – I love how brave you’ve become!”
“You're looking gorgeous today!”


Alice grins, a little sheepishly. “Well I hope it won’t get me into trouble!” she says.

“Me too,” you tell her. “I'll keep my fingers crossed.”

“Thanks,” she says, and she gives you a wink before going to sit down at her desk.

You head into your cube, and sit at your own desk to start your day’s work.

Continue.


Alice blushes. “Thanks!” she says.

You head to your desk and start your day's work.

Continue.


The minutes tick by, and soon it is nine o’clock. By this time you are rather thirsty, and you get up to make yourself some tea. You are happy to see Alice emerging from her cube, carrying her pink mug.

“Nine o’clock drink time!” she laughs, and the two of you walk together down the aisle towards the kitchen.

As you make your drink, Alice walks over to the fridge, and you smile as she opens it and bends over to fetch a carton of milk. You can't help grinning as her tiny skirt rides up at the back to expose the lower curves of her buttocks, and part of her white panties. Feeling very aroused, you…

casually walk over and give her bottom a gentle pat.
say “My goodness, that’s a lovely view!”


Alice gasps as your hand touches her buttock, but she lets you squeeze and stroke it for a couple of seconds before she straightens up and turns around. “Too risky to do that here,” she says nervously. “Not that I wasn't enjoying it...”

You smile and nod. “Perhaps later then,” you say.

“Perhaps,” she agrees, then, with a quick glance at the doorway, she stands on tiptoe to give you a quick kiss on the lips.

When you have both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.


Alice laughs, and wiggles her bottom sexily for a moment, before straightening up and turning around. “I thought you might enjoy that,” she says with a smile.

“It was beautiful,” you say, and she laughs again.

Having both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.


Later in the morning, you wander over to Alice's cube and ask how she's doing.

“Not bad thanks,” she says, “but I do have a question...”

You lean on her desk as you peer at her screen. As she describes what she is doing, you happen to glance down at her chest and notice that her blouse is gaping somewhat, so that you can see her bra and a generous portion of her right breast. Will you...

reach down into her top and cup her breast through her bra?
tell her you are enjoying the view?
start subtly rubbing her left breast through her blouse with the back of your hand?
put your hand on her thigh and start stroking it?


You give Alice's breast a gentle squeeze through her bra, and she giggles. “Don't be naughty,” she murmurs. “You'll get us into trouble.” But she does not stop you, and you continue groping her as your arousal grows. Then you slip your hand inside her bra cup, and take hold of her breast, squeezing her nipple gently between two of your fingers. She gasps, and pulls your hand out of her blouse. “Later!” she whispers.

“Okay!” you respond excitedly.

You turn your attention back to Alice's screen, and finish helping her with her question. Then you…

try to engage her in personal conversation.
return to your desk.


You begin to stroke Alice's bare leg, and she giggles quietly. Then you slide your hand higher, pushing the hem of skirt up her thigh, and she glances around nervously.

“Careful!” she mutters, but she does not attempt to stop you, so you continue until you are cupping her pussy through her panties. Her breathing gets heavier, but as you begin to stroke her, she pushes your hand away.

“Later, okay?” she says, looking up at you with an apologetic smile.

“Okay,” you reply with a grin.

You turn your attention back to Alice's screen, and finish helping her with her question. Then you…

try to engage her in personal conversation.
return to your desk.


“Mmmm, what a nice view I've got from up here...” you remark, with a little chuckle.

Alice glances down at her chest, then she chuckles. “I'm glad you think so,” she says.

Grinning, you turn your attention back to her screen, and finish helping her with her question. Then you…

try to engage her in personal conversation.
return to your desk.


You slowly move your right hand until it is resting against Alice's left breast. Then you gently begin to rub it, slowly making small circles. You figure it must be obvious to Alice what you are doing, but she says nothing for a while. Her breathing, however, seems to be quickening.

Eventually she pushes your hand away. “Save it for when we're alone,” she says quietly.

You turn your attention back to Alice's screen, and finish helping her with her question. Then you…

try to engage her in personal conversation.
return to your desk.


Lunchtime approaches, and you tidy up a bit of outstanding correspondence. Then you lock your computer, get to your feet, and head out of your cube. You notice Alice is also preparing to leave for her lunch break. Smiling at her, you say,

“See you later, Alice.”
“Hey Alice, want to join me for lunch?”


Alice is more than happy to converse, and the two of you begin to chat about various different things. You sit down on the chair in the corner of her cube, and she swings her chair around to face you. As she crosses her legs, you get a nice look at her white panties, and then you are treated to the sight of almost her entire right thigh, which you do your best not to stare at. You are not remotely successful in this, but Alice does not seem to mind.

In fact, she starts to tease you by uncrossing and re-crossing her legs, and each time she does so, she moves her legs more slowly, so that your view of her panties gets better and better. You smile at her happily, and she giggles delightfully.

Eventually you reluctantly say, “Well, back to work. Thanks for the chat, Alice!”

She winks at you, and you return to your desk.

Continue.


You go out and eat a light lunch at Borger's Burgers, and then you...

buy Alice some flowers.
return to the office.


You stop at the flower shop on the way back to the office, and buy a little vase full of mixed flowers. When you get back to work, concealing the vase behind your back, you step into Alice’s cube and say in a low voice, “Hi Alice – I got you these.”

“Oh my God!” she says, clasping her hands in delight as she stares at them. “That’s so sweet of you! Thank you! When you didn’t invite me for lunch, I was worried something was wrong, but … this is a lovely surprise!” She takes the flowers and puts them on her desk, beaming happily. Then she looks up at you, glances around quickly to make sure nobody is looking, and gives you a brief kiss on the lips.

You grin at her and say, “You’re welcome.”

“I did miss having lunch with you, though,” she says. “Do you think we could make it a regular thing?”

“I’d love that,” you reply with a smile. Then you return to your desk.

Continue.


Alice smiles and says, “Sure!”

“Excellent,” you reply.

You drive her to Borger’s Burgers. Inside, you order your usual soup and salad, while Alice gets a turkey burger sandwich. She sits down in a booth, and you...

sit down opposite her.
sit down next to her.


It is almost time for your daily team meeting, and you run some reports in preparation. You head into the conference room and see several of your colleagues and underlings already assembled. You look at the available empty chairs, and choose to sit...

on Alice's right.
opposite Alice.


You chat happily with Alice as you eat, and things seem to be going well. Then, during a lull in the conversation, you...

ask her if you can take a quick peek beneath the table at her legs.
tell her you’d love to see her in an even shorter skirt.
tell her you’d like to kiss her again.


Alice smiles as you sit next to her, and the two of you spend a very pleasant lunch, chatting and laughing together. But you are desperate for some more intimacy, and when the conversation lapses briefly, you…

lean in for a kiss.
reach between her thighs and slide your hand up her miniskirt.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
place your hand on Alice's thigh.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
kick off one shoe and reach out to stroke Alice's leg with your foot.


Alice laughs. “Silly man,” she says. “All right then, if it’ll make you happy.”

You grin, and duck your head beneath the table. To your delight, she has opened her knees wide apart, and you get a good long look at her white panties. Then she closes her legs, and you sit up straight once more.

“Awesome!” you exclaim.

Alice laughs. “You’re welcome,” she says.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive Alice back to work.

Continue.


Alice laughs. “Don't be silly – I'd get into serious trouble if I wore anything shorter!” she says.

“More's the pity,” you say ruefully.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive Alice back to work.

Continue.


Alice smiles. “I’m sure you would,” she says. “But you appear to be on the wrong side of the table for that.”

“True,” you admit. “Bother.”

She laughs. “Better luck next time,” she says.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive her back to work.

Continue.


Alice’s eyes widen as you approach her, but she does not stop you. In fact she closes her eyes, and the two of you kiss – softly at first, then with more enthusiasm. After a couple of minutes of exploring each other’s tongues, you pull apart, both a little breathless.

“Mmmm,” says Alice, smiling happily.

You lean in for another kiss, but she stops you.

“Let’s save any more for when we’re alone,” she says. “I’ve spotted other people from our office here.”

“Okay,” you say.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive her back to work.

Continue.


You reach up Alice’s skirt, which makes her giggle and look around nervously. But as you start stroking her pussy through her panties, she closes her eyes and starts to breathe heavily. “Mmmm, that's nice,” she murmurs. She eases her legs apart to allow you better access.

Then, as you caress her clitoris through the thin material, she turns and kisses you on the lips. Your tongue swirls around hers, and you reach up to the waistband of her panties so you can slip your hand inside.

But at this point she pulls away, looking very flushed. “Not now!” she gasps. “Later, okay?”

“Okay,” you agree with a smile.

“God I'm horny,” Alice mutters, and she chuckles. “Perhaps another training session this afternoon might be necessary...?”

“I'll consult my calendar and see if I have time,” you say.

She pokes you in the ribs, and you laugh. Then the two of you finish your meals, and you drive her back to work.

Continue.


Nobody says anything, so your boss takes over and makes some announcements, and then your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report. Finally the meeting ends.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


Carla makes some announcements, then another of your colleagues, Stuart, gives his daily production report. Finally, the meeting is over.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you subtly ease your left hand on to Alice’s right thigh and give it a gentle squeeze. She does not say anything, so you begin to gently caress her bare skin. As you slowly work your hand higher, pulling her skirt up, you can hear her breathing quickening slightly. A couple of minutes later, as your little finger is brushing against her panties, she reaches down and gently removes your hand.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. As you return to your cube with Alice, she murmurs “Naughty”, and you chuckle.

The two of you sit down at your respective desks, and you start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you carefully ease your right foot out of its shoe, and then you roll your chair right up to the table and stick out your foot as far as it will reach. It soon connects with Alice’s leg, and you begin to stroke her shin with your sock-clad toes. She looks at you in surprise, then smiles as she realises what you are doing. You grin at her as you run your foot up to her knee, and slip it between her thighs. Alice does not stop you, but unfortunately the table is too broad to allow you to get very far.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. As you return to your cube with Alice, she murmurs “Naughty”, and you chuckle.

The two of you sit down at your respective desks, and you start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


Half an hour later, the phones have gone quiet, and your own workload is fairly light. You decide to pass the time by…

offering Alice some one-on-one training time in one of the conference rooms.
surfing the internet.


You put your plan to Alice, and she nods. “Of course!” she says with a smile.

You undock your laptop and carry it through to the nearest conference room. As Alice sits down, you set it up in front of her, and then you commence the training. As she navigates through the company’s systems, you…

kiss her.
put your hand on her thigh.
cup her right breast with your hand.


You begin looking at news stories, Wikipedia articles, and movie websites, and the time quickly passes.

Continue.


Alice closes her eyes as you kiss her, and responds with enthusiasm. You take her in your arms, and kiss her deeply and passionately for what seems like ages. When the two of you finally pull apart, she says, “Mmm, that was nice. Let’s do it again!”

You laugh, and kiss her again. This time it does not last quite as long, but Alice is looking decidedly flushed as she disengages from you.

“We should get back to training!” she says breathlessly.

“All right,” you reply with a smile.

The rest of the training session goes well, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


Alice smiles, and lets you gently stroke her thigh as she follows your instructions on the computer. Then you start to slide your hand up her leg, beneath the hem of her skirt, until you are stroking her pussy through her panties. She closes her eyes as her breathing becomes heavier, and she moans softly. Then she turns her face towards yours for a kiss.

You continue to stroke her pussy while passionately kissing her for the next five minutes or so. Then you find the waistband of her panties, slip your hand inside, and rub her soft pussy directly, exploring her labia and clitoris.

By this point, Alice is uttering little moans of pleasure. She leans back in her chair and spreads her thighs apart, and you take this as permission to slip a finger inside her. But as your middle finger slides into her moist vagina, she squeals and sits up straight.

“Oh my God!” she gasps, pushing your hand away. “You're going to get us both fired! We should get back to training...”

“All right,” you reply with a smile.

The rest of the training session is not very productive, since the two of you cannot refrain from frequently kissing each other, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


Alice chuckles as your hand closes around her breast. “You naughty thing, Bob,” she says.

“Sorry,” you say, but you continue to squeeze and caress her breast through her blouse as you train her. After a minute or so, you slide your hand inside her blouse and begin massaging her left breast through her bra. She seems happy to put up with this, and when you try to get your hand inside her bra cup, she actually unfastens a button on her blouse to allow you easier access.

“Mmmm, you have a lovely left breast,” you tell her with a grin.

“The right one's just as nice,” she remarks playfully, turning towards you.

You chuckle, and slip your other hand into her right bra cup, now massaging both of her breasts while staring into her pretty eyes. She leans forward, and the two of you kiss softly for a couple of minutes.

“We should probably focus on the training,” says Alice, pulling away at last. She re-fastens her blouse button, gives you one last kiss on the lips, then turns back to the computer.

The rest of the training session goes well, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


Five o’clock rolls around, and you get ready to leave. Alice does the same, and you smile at her as she steps out of her cube. “Did you have a good day?” you ask her.

“Yes thanks,” says Alice with a grin.

“Good!” you reply. “Well, see you tomorrow then!”

You head home, have dinner, and watch some television. That night you fall asleep thinking about Alice, and how nice it will be to see her again…

Continue.


You arrive for your next day at work feeling good, and looking forward to spending some more time with Alice. As you head down the aisle towards your cube, you see her in the process of walking into hers. You smile happily as you see that today she is again wearing a microskirt that covers her bottom with maybe two inches to spare.

“Hi Alice,” you say, and she looks up and smiles at you.

“Hi!” she replies.

You clear your throat, then say,

“Another microskirt – I love how brave you’ve become!”
“You're looking gorgeous today!”


Alice grins, a little sheepishly. “Well I hope it won’t get me into trouble!” she says.

“Me too,” you tell her. “I'll keep my fingers crossed.”

“Thanks,” she says, and she gives you a wink before going to sit down at her desk.

You head into your cube, and sit at your own desk to start your day’s work.

Continue.


Alice blushes. “Thanks!” she says.

You head to your desk and start your day's work.

Continue.


The minutes tick by, and soon it is nine o’clock. By this time you are rather thirsty, and you get up to make yourself some tea. You are happy to see Alice emerging from her cube, carrying her pink mug.

“Nine o’clock drink time!” she laughs, and the two of you walk together down the aisle towards the kitchen.

As you make your drink, Alice walks over to the fridge, and you smile as she opens it and bends over to fetch a carton of milk. You can't help grinning as her tiny skirt rides up at the back to expose the lower curves of her buttocks, and part of her white panties. Feeling very aroused, you…

casually walk over and give her bottom a gentle pat.
say “My goodness, that’s a lovely view!”


Alice gasps as your hand touches her buttock, but she lets you squeeze and stroke it for a while. You reach down a little further, caressing her pussy through her panties, and she moans softly. But as you pull her panties to one side and begin to stroke her pussy directly, she straightens up and turns around. “Someone could come in,” she says nervously. “We’ll have opportunities for that sort of thing later...”

You smile and nod. “I can’t wait,” you say.

“Nor can I,” she agrees with a giggle, then, with a quick glance at the doorway, she stands on tiptoe to give you a quick kiss on the lips.

When you have both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.


Alice laughs, and wiggles her bottom sexily for a moment, before straightening up and turning around. “I thought you might enjoy that,” she says with a smile.

“It was beautiful,” you say, and she laughs again.

Having both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.


Later in the morning, you wander over to Alice's cube and ask how she's doing.

“Not bad thanks,” she says, “but I do have a question...”

You lean on her desk as you peer at her screen. As she describes what she is doing, you happen to glance down at her chest and notice that her blouse is gaping somewhat, so that you can see her bra and a generous portion of her right breast. Will you...

reach down into her top and cup her breast through her bra?
tell her you are enjoying the view?
put your hand on her thigh and start stroking it?


You give Alice's breast a gentle squeeze through her bra, and she giggles. “Don't be naughty,” she murmurs. “You'll get us into trouble.” But she does not stop you, and you continue groping her as your arousal grows. Then you slip your hand inside her bra cup, and take hold of her breast, squeezing her nipple gently between two of your fingers. She gasps, and looks around anxiously. “What if someone sees?” she whispers.

“We’ll hear or see them coming long before they can see that I’ve got my hand in your bra,” you assure her quietly.

“If you say so,” she replies nervously.

You turn your attention to Alice's screen, and finish helping her with her question as you continue to gently fondle her breast. Then you withdraw your hand from her bra, and…

try to engage her in personal conversation.
return to your desk.


You begin to stroke Alice's bare leg, and she giggles quietly. Then you slide your hand higher, pushing the hem of skirt up her thigh, and she glances around nervously.

“Careful!” she mutters, but she does not attempt to stop you, so you continue until you are cupping her pussy through her panties. Her breathing gets heavier as you begin to stroke her, and she parts her legs slightly. But when you begin to slip your hand into the front of her panties, she finally stops you.

“Later, okay?” she says, looking up at you with an apologetic smile.

“Okay,” you reply with a grin.

You turn your attention back to Alice's screen, and finish helping her with her question. Then you…

try to engage her in personal conversation.
return to your desk.


“Mmmm, what a nice view I've got from up here...” you remark, with a little chuckle.

Alice glances down at her chest, then she chuckles. “I'm glad you think so,” she says.

Grinning, you turn your attention back to her screen, and finish helping her with her question. Then you…

try to engage her in personal conversation.
return to your desk.


Lunchtime approaches, and you tidy up a bit of outstanding correspondence. Then you lock your computer, get to your feet, and head out of your cube. Alice is ready to leave too, so the two of you head out to lunch. You drive her to Borger’s Burgers, where you both order your usual meals. Alice sits down in a booth, and you...

sit down opposite her.
sit down next to her.


Alice is more than happy to converse, and the two of you begin to chat about various different things. You sit down on the chair in the corner of her cube, and she swings her chair around to face you. As she crosses her legs, you get a nice look at her white panties, and then you are treated to the sight of almost her entire right thigh, which you do your best not to stare at. You are not remotely successful in this, but Alice does not seem to mind.

In fact, she starts to tease you by uncrossing and re-crossing her legs, and each time she does so, she moves her legs more slowly, so that your view of her panties gets better and better. You smile at her happily, and she giggles delightfully.

Eventually you reluctantly say, “Well, back to work. Thanks for the chat, Alice!”

She winks at you, and you return to your desk.

Continue.


It is almost time for your daily team meeting, and you run some reports in preparation. You head into the conference room and see several of your colleagues and underlings already assembled. You look at the available empty chairs, and choose to sit...

on Alice's right.
opposite Alice.


You chat happily with Alice as you eat, and things seem to be going well. Then, during a lull in the conversation, you...

ask her if you can take a quick peek beneath the table at her legs.
tell her you’d love to see her in an even shorter skirt.
tell her you’d like to kiss her again.


Alice smiles as you sit next to her, and the two of you spend a very pleasant lunch, chatting and laughing together. But you are desperate for some more intimacy, and when the conversation lapses briefly, you…

lean in for a kiss.
reach between her thighs and slide your hand up her miniskirt.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
place your hand on Alice's thigh.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
kick off one shoe and reach out to stroke Alice's leg with your foot.


Alice laughs. “Silly man,” she says. “All right then, if it’ll make you happy.”

You grin, and duck your head beneath the table. To your delight, she has opened her knees wide apart, and you get a good long look at her white panties. Then she closes her legs, and you sit up straight once more.

“Awesome!” you exclaim.

Alice laughs. “You’re welcome,” she says.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive Alice back to work.

Continue.


Alice laughs. “Don't be silly – I'd get into serious trouble if I wore anything shorter!” she says.

“More's the pity,” you say ruefully.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive Alice back to work.

Continue.


Alice smiles. “I’m sure you would,” she says. “But you appear to be on the wrong side of the table for that.”

“True,” you admit. “Bother.”

She laughs. “Better luck next time,” she says.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive her back to work.

Continue.


Alice closes her eyes as you approach her, and the two of you kiss passionately. After a couple of minutes of exploring each other’s tongues, you pull apart, both a little breathless.

“Mmmm,” says Alice, smiling happily.

You lean in for another kiss, but she stops you.

“Let’s save any more for when we’re alone,” she says. “I’ve spotted other people from our office here.”

“Okay,” you say.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive her back to work.

Continue.


You reach up Alice’s skirt, which makes her giggle and look around nervously. But as you start stroking her pussy through her panties, she closes her eyes and starts to breathe heavily. “Mmmm, that's nice,” she murmurs. She eases her legs apart to allow you better access.

Then, as you caress her clitoris through the thin material, she turns and kisses you on the lips. Your tongue swirls around hers, and you reach up to the waistband of her panties so you can slip your hand inside. She does not stop you, so you plunge your hand into her panties, cupping her pussy and stroking it gently, probing between her labia with your middle finger. As you find the opening of her vagina and start to slide it in, she moans with pleasure, then groans in frustration.

Pulling your hand out of her panties, she whispers, “God I’m so horny! But we can’t do this here – too crowded, and I’ve seen people from the office here. Later, okay?”

“Okay,” you agree with a smile.

The two of you finish your meals, and you drive her back to work.

Continue.


Nobody says anything, so your boss takes over and makes some announcements, and then your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report. Finally the meeting ends.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


Carla makes some announcements, then another of your colleagues, Stuart, gives his daily production report. Finally, the meeting is over.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you subtly ease your left hand on to Alice’s right thigh and give it a gentle squeeze. She does not say anything, so you begin to gently caress her bare skin. As you slowly work your hand higher, pulling her skirt up, you can hear her breathing quickening slightly. A couple of minutes later, you are stroking her pussy through her panties, and she is beginning to breathe heavily.

“Are you all right, Alice?” asks Carla.

“Yes!” replies Alice, her cheeks flushing slightly. She subtly pushes your hand away beneath the table. “Sorry – just feeling a little light-headed for some reason. But I’m okay. Please go on.”

“All right then,” says Carla, and she continues with her announcements.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. As you return to your cube with Alice, she murmurs “Naughty”, and you chuckle.

The two of you sit down at your respective desks, and you start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you carefully ease your right foot out of its shoe, and then you roll your chair right up to the table and stick out your foot as far as it will reach. It soon connects with Alice’s leg, and you begin to stroke her shin with your sock-clad toes. She looks at you in surprise, then smiles as she realises what you are doing. You grin at her as you run your foot up to her knee, and slip it between her thighs. Alice does not stop you, but unfortunately the table is too broad to allow you to get very far.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. As you return to your cube with Alice, she murmurs “Naughty”, and you chuckle.

The two of you sit down at your respective desks, and you start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


Half an hour later, the phones have gone quiet, and your own workload is fairly light. You decide to pass the time by…

offering Alice some one-on-one training time in one of the conference rooms.
surfing the internet.


You put your plan to Alice, and she nods. “Of course!” she says with a smile.

You undock your laptop and carry it through to the nearest conference room. As Alice sits down, you set it up in front of her, and then you commence the training. As she navigates through the company’s systems, you…

kiss her.
put your hand on her thigh.
cup her right breast with your hand.


You begin looking at news stories, Wikipedia articles, and movie websites, and the time quickly passes.

Continue.


Alice closes her eyes as you kiss her, and responds with enthusiasm. You take her in your arms, and kiss her deeply and passionately for what seems like ages. When the two of you finally pull apart, she says, “Mmm, that was nice. Let’s do it again!”

You laugh, and kiss her again. This time it does not last quite as long, but Alice is looking decidedly flushed as she disengages from you.

“We should get back to training!” she says breathlessly.

“All right,” you reply with a smile, “but I really wish we could do more…”

“Me too,” says Alice, looking slightly conflicted.

The rest of the training session goes well, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


Alice smiles, and lets you gently stroke her thigh as she follows your instructions on the computer. Then you start to slide your hand up her leg, beneath the hem of her skirt, until you are stroking her pussy through her panties. She closes her eyes as her breathing becomes heavier, and she moans softly. Then she turns her face towards yours for a kiss.

You continue to stroke her pussy while passionately kissing her for the next five minutes or so. Then you find the waistband of her panties, slip your hand inside, and rub her soft pussy directly, exploring her labia and clitoris.

By this point, Alice is uttering little moans of pleasure. She leans back in her chair and spreads her thighs apart, and you take this as permission to slip a finger inside her. But as your middle finger slides into her moist vagina, she squeals and sits up straight.

“Oh my God!” she gasps, pushing your hand away. “You're going to get us both fired! We should get back to training...”

“All right,” you reply with a smile.

The rest of the training session is not very productive, since the two of you cannot refrain from frequently kissing each other, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


Alice chuckles as your hand closes around her breast. “You naughty thing, Bob,” she says.

“Sorry,” you say, but you continue to squeeze and caress her breast through her blouse as you train her. After a minute or so, you slide your hand inside her blouse and begin massaging her left breast through her bra. She seems happy to put up with this, and when you try to get your hand inside her bra cup, she actually unfastens a button on her blouse to allow you easier access.

“Mmmm, you have a lovely left breast,” you tell her with a grin.

“The right one's just as nice,” she remarks playfully, turning towards you.

You chuckle, and slip your other hand into her right bra cup, now massaging both of her breasts while staring into her pretty eyes. She leans forward, and the two of you kiss softly for a couple of minutes.

“We should probably focus on the training,” says Alice, pulling away at last. She re-fastens her blouse button, gives you one last kiss on the lips, then turns back to the computer.

The rest of the training session goes well, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


Five o’clock rolls around, and you get ready to leave. Alice does the same, and you smile at her as she steps out of her cube. “Did you have a good day?” you ask her.

“Yes thanks,” says Alice with a grin.

“Good!” you reply. “Well, see you tomorrow then!”

You head home, have dinner, and watch some television. That night you fall asleep thinking about Alice, and how nice it will be to see her again…

Continue.


Five o’clock rolls around, and you get ready to leave. Alice does the same, and you smile at her as she steps out of her cube. “Did you have a good day?” you ask her.

“Yes thanks,” says Alice with a grin.

“Good!” you reply. “Well…

see you tomorrow then!”
would you like to go out to dinner with me?”


You head home, have dinner, and watch some television. That night you fall asleep thinking about Alice, and how nice it will be to see her again…

Continue.


Alice sighs. “I’d love to,” she says, “but I have to go and pick up Charlie. I’d invite you to come home and meet him, but … he’s in a really fragile state right now, with his dad leaving and everything. I just can’t introduce a new man to him – not yet. Not for a while.”

“I understand,” you say, nodding.

“This thing between us … can we just keep it at work?” she says hopefully. “I’ll understand if that’s not enough for you…”

“I’ll try to make do,” you say with a smile. “You’re worth it.”

She beams at this. “Thank you,” she says. “See you tomorrow then!”

“Bye,” you reply.

You head home, have dinner, and watch some television. That night you fall asleep thinking about Alice, and how nice it will be to see her again…

Continue.


You arrive for your next day at work feeling good, and looking forward to spending some more time with Alice. As you head down the aisle towards your cube, you see her in the process of walking into hers. You smile happily as you see that today she is again wearing a microskirt that covers her bottom with maybe two inches to spare.

“Hi Alice,” you say, and she looks up and smiles at you.

“Hi!” she replies.

You clear your throat, then say,

“Another microskirt – I love how brave you’ve become!”
“You’re looking gorgeous today!”


Alice grins, a little sheepishly. “Well I hope it won’t get me into trouble!” she says.

“Me too,” you tell her. “I’ll keep my fingers crossed.”

“Thanks,” she says, and she gives you a wink before going to sit down at her desk.

You head into your cube, and sit at your own desk to start your day’s work.

Continue.


Alice blushes. “Thanks!” she says.

You head to your desk and start your day’s work.

Continue.


The minutes tick by, and soon it is nine o’clock. By this time you are rather thirsty, and you get up to make yourself some tea. You are happy to see Alice emerging from her cube, carrying her pink mug.

“Nine o’clock drink time!” she laughs, and the two of you walk together down the aisle towards the kitchen.

As you make your drink, Alice walks over to the fridge, and you smile as she opens it and bends over to fetch a carton of milk. You can’t help grinning as her tiny skirt rides up at the back to expose the lower curves of her buttocks, and part of her white panties. Feeling very aroused, you…

casually walk over and give her bottom a gentle pat.
say “My goodness, that’s a lovely view!”


Alice gasps as your hand touches her buttock, but she lets you squeeze and stroke it for a while. You reach down a little further, caressing her pussy through her panties, and she moans softly. As you pull her panties to one side and begin to stroke her pussy directly, she moans a little more loudly, and then she gasps as you slide your middle finger into her vagina.

She lets you thrust your finger in and out of her for a few seconds, but then she straightens up and turns around. “Someone could come in,” she says nervously. “Can we resume this a little later...?”

You smile and nod. “Of course,” you say. “I’ll look forward to it.”

“Me too,” she agrees with a giggle, then, with a quick glance at the doorway, she stands on tiptoe to give you a quick kiss on the lips.

When you have both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.


Alice laughs, and wiggles her bottom sexily for a moment, before straightening up and turning around. “I thought you might enjoy that,” she says with a smile.

“It was beautiful,” you say, and she laughs again.

Having both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.


Later in the morning, you wander over to Alice’s cube and ask how she’s doing.

“Not bad thanks,” she says, “but I do have a question...”

You lean on her desk as you peer at her screen. As she describes what she is doing, you happen to glance down at her chest and notice that her blouse is gaping somewhat, so that you can see her bra and a generous portion of her right breast. Will you...

reach down into her bra and start caressing her breast?
tell her you are enjoying the view?
put your hand on her thigh and slide it up her skirt?


You slip your hand inside her bra cup, and take hold of her breast, squeezing her nipple gently between two of your fingers. She gasps, and looks around anxiously. “You naughty man,” she whispers. “Please be careful!”

“We’ll be fine,” you assure her quietly. “Our bodies are blocking the view.”

“If you say so,” she replies nervously.

You turn your attention to Alice’s screen, and finish helping her with her question as you continue to gently fondle her breast. Then you withdraw your hand from her bra, and…

try to engage her in personal conversation.
return to your desk.


You slide your hand up her thigh, pushing the hem of skirt with your wrist, and she glances around nervously.

“Careful!” she mutters, but she does not attempt to stop you, so you continue until you are cupping her pussy through her panties. Her breathing gets heavier as you begin to stroke her, and she parts her legs slightly. As you slip your hand into the front of her panties and begin stroking her pussy directly, she moans softly, then slaps her hand guiltily over her mouth. But it is not until you curve your middle finger around and slip it inside her vagina that she finally stops you.

“Later, okay?” she says, looking up at you with an apologetic smile.

“Okay,” you reply with a grin.

You turn your attention back to Alice’s screen, and finish helping her with her question. Then you…

try to engage her in personal conversation.
return to your desk.


“Mmmm, what a nice view I’ve got from up here...” you remark, with a little chuckle.

Alice glances down at her chest, then she chuckles. “I’m glad you think so,” she says.

Grinning, you turn your attention back to her screen, and finish helping her with her question. Then you…

try to engage her in personal conversation.
return to your desk.


Lunchtime approaches, and you tidy up a bit of outstanding correspondence. Then you lock your computer, get to your feet, and head out of your cube. Alice is ready to leave too, so the two of you head out to lunch. You drive her to Borger’s Burgers, where you both order your usual meals. Alice sits down in a booth, and you...

sit down opposite her.
sit down next to her.


Alice is more than happy to converse, and the two of you begin to chat about various different things. You sit down on the chair in the corner of her cube, and she swings her chair around to face you. As she crosses her legs, you get a nice look at her white panties, and then you are treated to the sight of almost her entire right thigh, which you do your best not to stare at. You are not remotely successful in this, but Alice does not seem to mind.

In fact, she starts to tease you by uncrossing and re-crossing her legs, and each time she does so, she moves her legs more slowly, so that your view of her panties gets better and better. You smile at her happily, and she giggles delightfully. After a while she uncrosses her legs and simply sits with her knees apart, giving you an uninterrupted and unobstructed look at her panties. From this point on, you find it difficult to lift your eyes from her crotch.

Eventually you reluctantly say, “Well, back to work. Thanks for the chat, Alice!”

She winks at you, and you return to your desk.

Continue.


It is almost time for your daily team meeting, and you run some reports in preparation. You head into the conference room and see several of your colleagues and underlings already assembled. You look at the available empty chairs, and choose to sit...

on Alice’s right.
opposite Alice.


You chat happily with Alice as you eat, and things seem to be going well. Then, during a lull in the conversation, you...

ask her if you can take a quick peek beneath the table at her legs.
tell her you’d love to see her in an even shorter skirt.
tell her you’d like to kiss her again.


Alice smiles as you sit next to her, and the two of you spend a very pleasant lunch, chatting and laughing together. But you are desperate for some more intimacy, and when the conversation lapses briefly, you…

lean in for a kiss.
reach between her thighs and slide your hand up her skirt.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
place your hand on Alice’s thigh.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
kick off one shoe and reach out to stroke Alice’s leg with your foot.


Alice laughs. “Silly man,” she says. “All right then, if it’ll make you happy.”

You grin, and duck your head beneath the table. To your delight, she has opened her knees wide apart, and you get a good long look at her white panties. After almost a minute of happy staring, you sit up straight once more.

“Awesome!” you exclaim.

Alice laughs. “You’re welcome,” she says.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive Alice back to work.

Continue.


Alice laughs. “Don’t be silly – I’d get into serious trouble if I wore anything shorter!” she says.

“More’s the pity,” you say ruefully.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive Alice back to work.

Continue.


Alice smiles. “I’m sure you would,” she says. “But you appear to be on the wrong side of the table for that.”

“True,” you admit. “Bother.”

She laughs. “Better luck next time,” she says.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive her back to work.

Continue.


Alice closes her eyes as you approach her, and the two of you kiss passionately. After a couple of minutes of exploring each other’s tongues, you pull apart, both a little breathless.

“Mmmm,” says Alice, smiling happily.

You lean in for another kiss, but she stops you.

“Let’s save any more for when we’re alone,” she says. “I’ve spotted other people from our office here.”

“Okay,” you say.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive her back to work.

Continue.


You reach up Alice’s skirt, which makes her giggle and look around nervously. But as you start stroking her pussy through her panties, she closes her eyes and starts to breathe heavily. “Mmmm, that’s nice,” she murmurs. She eases her legs apart to allow you better access.

Then, as you caress her clitoris through the thin material, she turns and kisses you on the lips. Your tongue swirls around hers, and you reach up to the waistband of her panties so you can slip your hand inside. She does not stop you, so you plunge your hand into her panties, cupping her pussy and stroking it gently, probing between her labia with your middle finger. As you find the opening of her vagina and start to slide it in, she moans with pleasure. You start to finger-fuck her in earnest, and she begins to squeal quietly into your shoulder as she bites your shirt.

Eventually she pulls your hand out of her panties, and whispers, “God I want to come so badly! But I can’t do it here – too crowded, and I’ve seen people from the office here. Later, okay?”

“Okay,” you agree with a smile.

The two of you finish your meals, and you drive her back to work.

Continue.


Nobody says anything, so your boss takes over and makes some announcements, and then your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report. Finally the meeting ends.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


Carla makes some announcements, then another of your colleagues, Stuart, gives his daily production report. Finally, the meeting is over.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you subtly ease your left hand on to Alice’s right thigh and give it a gentle squeeze. She does not say anything, so you begin to gently caress her bare skin. As you slowly work your hand higher, pulling her skirt up, you can hear her breathing quickening slightly. A couple of minutes later, you are stroking her pussy through her panties, and she is beginning to breathe heavily.

“Are you all right, Alice?” asks Carla.

“Yes!” replies Alice, her cheeks flushing slightly. “Sorry – just feeling a little light-headed. But I’m okay. Please go on.”

“All right then,” says Carla, and she continues with her announcements. You carry on rubbing Alice’s pussy, but when you try to get your hand over her waistband and into her panties, she finally stops you, subtly pushing your hand away beneath the table.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. As you return to your cube with Alice, she murmurs “Naughty”, and you chuckle.

The two of you sit down at your respective desks, and you start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you carefully ease your right foot out of its shoe, and then you roll your chair right up to the table and stick out your foot as far as it will reach. It soon connects with Alice’s leg, and you begin to stroke her shin with your sock-clad toes. She looks at you in surprise, then smiles as she realises what you are doing. You grin at her as you run your foot up to her knee, and slip it between her thighs. Alice does not stop you, but unfortunately the table is too broad to allow you to get very far.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. As you return to your cube with Alice, she murmurs “Naughty”, and you chuckle.

The two of you sit down at your respective desks, and you start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


Half an hour later, the phones have gone quiet, and your own workload is fairly light. You decide to pass the time by…

offering Alice some one-on-one training time in one of the conference rooms.
surfing the internet.


You put your plan to Alice, and she nods. “Of course!” she says with a smile.

You undock your laptop and carry it through to the nearest conference room. As Alice sits down, you set it up in front of her, and then you commence the training. As she navigates through the company’s systems, you…

kiss her.
put your hand up her skirt.
slip your hand inside her blouse.


You begin looking at news stories, Wikipedia articles, and movie websites, and the time quickly passes.

Continue.


Alice closes her eyes as you kiss her, and responds with enthusiasm. You take her in your arms, and kiss her deeply and passionately for what seems like ages. When the two of you finally pull apart, she says, “Mmm, that was nice. Let’s do it again!”

You laugh, and kiss her again. This time it does not last quite as long, but Alice is looking decidedly flushed as she disengages from you.

“We should get back to training!” she says breathlessly.

“All right,” you reply with a smile.

The rest of the training session goes well, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


Alice smiles and parts her thighs as you run your hand up her thigh and under her skirt, until you are stroking her pussy through her panties. She closes her eyes as her breathing becomes heavier, and she moans softly. Then she turns her face towards yours for a kiss.

You continue to stroke her pussy while passionately kissing her for the next five minutes or so. Then you find the waistband of her panties, slip your hand inside, and rub her soft pussy directly, exploring her labia and clitoris.

By this point, Alice is uttering little moans of pleasure. She leans back in her chair and spreads her thighs apart, and you slide your middle finger into her moist vagina. As you slowly thrust it in and out of her, her moans of pleasure become louder, and you glance a little nervously at the door.

“God I want you to fuck me so badly!” Alice gasps.

You grin as you bring her closer and closer to orgasm, then you...

withdraw your hand from her panties and say, “All right, let’s do it. Right here, right now.”
bring her to a climax with your fingers.


Alice smiles as your hand reaches into her blouse, then into her bra, cupping the soft flesh of her breast. She unfastens one if her blouse buttons to make it easier for you. “I’m glad you’re fond of my breasts, Bob,” she says.

You laugh. “How could I not be?”

You continue to squeeze and caress her left breast as you train her, but she is clearly distracted and not paying much attention to your words.

“The other one’s getting jealous,” she remarks playfully, turning towards you.

You chuckle, and slip your other hand into her right bra cup, now massaging both of her breasts while staring into her pretty eyes. She leans forward, and the two of you kiss passionately for a couple of minutes, while you continue undoing buttons on her blouse. You reach around behind her, unfasten her bra, and then lift it up at the front so both of her breasts are fully exposed. Then you bend down and take her left nipple into your mouth, sucking it and swirling your tongue around it.

“Oh my God,” says Alice with a moan, “I’m so horny, I could almost let you undress me right here and now...”

You grin, then begin sucking on her right nipple while kneading her left breast with your hand. Alice whimpers with frustration. “Ugh!” she says. “Much as I’m enjoying this, we should probably stop before we get caught in an embarrassing state.”

“Spoil-sport,” you say with a mock pout.

She smiles apologetically as she pulls away, re-fastens her bra and blouse buttons, gives you one last kiss on the lips, then turns back to the computer.

The rest of the training session is not very productive, since the two of you cannot refrain from frequently kissing each other, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


Five o’clock rolls around, and you get ready to leave. Alice does the same, and you smile at her as she steps out of her cube. “Did you have a good day?” you ask her.

“Yes thanks,” says Alice with a grin.

“Good!” you reply. “Well, see you tomorrow then!”

You head home, have dinner, and watch some television. That night you fall asleep thinking about Alice, and how nice it will be to see her again…

Continue.


“Okay!” says Alice, looking both scared and excited. She stands up, pulls her panties down and steps out of them, then lies down on the conference table with her bottom at the edge. She spreads her legs with her knees up near her chest. “Fuck me, Bob!” she whispers.

You do not need telling twice. You hurriedly unfasten your belt, unzip and drop your trousers, lower your boxer shorts, and press your erect penis against Alice’s well-lubricated vaginal opening. You slide deep inside her, and begin thrusting as you lean over her.

How Alice’s moans manage to go unheard by your colleagues out in the cubes, you are not sure, but you are relieved when she screams her orgasm into your shoulder, considerably muffling the sound. You climax soon afterward, groaning as you shoot your semen inside her. Then you collapse on top of her, and the two of you embrace and kiss passionately.

Not much training gets done for the remainder of your session. Eventually, with all clothing back in place, you both leave the conference room and return to your desks.

Continue.


You introduce a second finger into Alice’s vagina, and rapidly caress her clitoris with your thumb while finger-fucking her. Before long, her body is bucking in orgasmic bliss, while she utters a muffled scream into your shoulder.

“Holy shit!” she gasps as she sinks back into her chair. “You’ve got magic fingers, Bob!”

“You’re welcome,” you say with a grin.

The rest of the training session is not very productive, since the two of you cannot refrain from frequently kissing each other, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


Five o’clock rolls around, and you get ready to leave. Alice does the same, and you smile at her as she steps out of her cube. “Did you have a good day?” you ask her.

“Yes thanks,” says Alice with a grin.

“Good!” you reply. “Well, see you tomorrow then!”

You head home, have dinner, and watch some television. That night you fall asleep thinking about Alice, and how nice it will be to see her again…

Continue.


You arrive for your next day at work feeling good, and looking forward to spending some more time with Alice. As you head down the aisle towards your cube, you see her in the process of walking into hers. Your eyes widen as you see that today she is wearing an incredibly short, check-printed microskirt – you guess its hem must be right at buttock level.

“Hi Alice,” you say, and she looks up and smiles happily at you.

“Hi!” she replies.

You clear your throat, then say,

“That skirt’s insane! Have you lost your fear of getting into trouble?”
“You look amazing today!”


Alice grins. “Perhaps I have, a little,” she says. But then she looks a little troubled. “As of last night I actually have a standing job offer from my cousin, who wants me to go and work at his company. It would be good money and fun work.”

Your face falls. “You’re planning to leave?” you ask, feeling a terrible pang of impending loss.

She hesitates. “That depends,” she says. “You’re the only reason for me to stay here ... but I have to ask you something.”

“Ask away,” you tell her.

“How do you feel about me?” she asks candidly. “Is this just a casual bit of fun for you, or is there something ... more?”

You think for a moment, then say,

“Honestly, I’m falling in love with you.”
“What’s wrong with a bit of casual fun?”


Alice blushes. “Thank you!” she says. She smiles, but then she looks a little troubled. Taking a deep breath, she says, “I need to tell you something, Bob.”

“That sounds ominous,” you say. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing’s wrong, exactly,” she says. “It’s just that ... as of last night I have a standing job offer from my cousin, who wants me to go and work at his company. It would be good money and fun work.”

Your face falls. “You’re planning to leave?” you ask, feeling a terrible pang of impending loss.

She hesitates. “That depends,” she says. “You’re the only reason for me to stay here ... but I have to ask you something.”

“Ask away,” you tell her.

“How do you feel about me?” she asks candidly. “Is this just a casual bit of fun for you, or is there something ... more?”

You think for a moment, then say,

“Honestly, I’m falling in love with you.”
“What’s wrong with a bit of casual fun?”


The minutes tick by, and soon it is nine o’clock. By this time you are rather thirsty, and you get up to make yourself some tea. You are happy to see Alice emerging from her cube, carrying her pink mug.

“Nine o’clock drink time!” she laughs, and the two of you walk together down the aisle towards the kitchen.

As you make your drink, Alice walks over to the fridge, opens it, and bends over to fetch a carton of milk. You can’t help grinning as her tiny skirt rides up at the back to expose a considerable amount of her buttocks and white panties. Feeling very aroused, you…

casually walk over and start fondling her bottom.
say “My goodness, that’s a lovely view!”


Alice gasps as your hand touches her buttock, but she lets you squeeze and stroke it for a while. You reach down a little further, caressing her pussy through her panties, and she moans softly. As you pull her panties to one side and begin to stroke her pussy directly, she moans a little more loudly, and then she gasps as you slide your middle finger into her vagina.

She lets you thrust your finger in and out of her, and even arches her back to allow you easier access. You add a second finger, and she moans with pleasure as you finger-fuck her.

“Someone could come in,” she says breathlessly.

“It’s possible,” you concede, but you merely increase the pace of your fingering, until eventually she climaxes, moaning loudly into the fridge.

You withdraw your fingers and look around nervously as she straightens up.

“We should probably get back to w...” you begin, but she silences you with a kiss.

“Thank you,” she says with a contented smile. “That was lovely.”

“You’re welcome,” you reply.

Having both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.


Alice laughs, and wiggles her bottom sexily for a few moments, before straightening up and turning around. “I thought you might enjoy that,” she says with a smile.

“It was beautiful,” you say, and she laughs again.

Having both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.


Alice smiles happily. “I feel the same way about you, Bob,” she says. “So don’t panic – I’m not going anywhere just yet.”

“Whew!” you say.

“But I feel like being naughty,” she says with a wicked little grin. “Hence this skirt. And ... the fact that I’m not wearing a bra today.”

“Oh ... wow!” you exclaim in delight. “Well, let’s see what other naughty adventures we can have today, shall we?”

She nods eagerly, and laughs. Then she sits down at her desk, while you head into your cube, and sit at your own desk to start your day’s work.

Continue.


Alice looks a little sad. “I see,” she says. “Well I suppose there’s not much point in my hanging around then.”

To your dismay, she goes straight to see Carla to hand in her notice ... and Carla, shocked at the length of Alice’s skirt, suggests she leave immediately.

Alice gives you a goodbye kiss before she leaves, but you have clearly hurt her, and you doubt you will ever hear from her again.

THE END


Later in the morning, you wander over to Alice’s cube and ask how she’s doing.

“Not bad thanks,” she says, “but I do have a question...”

You lean on her desk as you peer at her screen. As she describes what she is doing, you happen to glance down at her chest and notice that her blouse is gaping somewhat, and inside, you can see her right breast, with no bra to conceal her pretty nipple. Will you...

move behind her and reach down into her blouse to caress her breasts?
tell her you are enjoying the view?
slide your hand into her panties and stroke her pussy?


You slide both of your hands inside her blouse and take hold of her breasts, squeezing her nipples gently between your fingers. She sighs happily. “Mmmm,” she murmurs. “That’s nice...”

You turn your attention to Alice’s screen, and finish helping her with her question as you continue to gently fondle her breasts. Then you withdraw your hands from her blouse, and…

sit down to have a chat with her.
return to your desk.


You push her skirt up above the waistband of her panties, slide your hand inside, and begin stroking her pussy. She moans softly, then clears her throat loudly to cover it up. As you curve your middle finger around and slip it inside her vagina, she gasps and closes her eyes.

You turn your attention back to Alice’s screen, and finish helping her with her question as you gently finger-fuck her and her arousal grows visibly. Then you give her a quick kiss, withdraw your hand from her panties, and…

sit down to have a chat with her.
return to your desk.


“Mmmm, what a nice view I’ve got from up here...” you remark, with a little chuckle.

Alice chuckles. “I’m glad you think so,” she says.

Grinning, you turn your attention back to her screen, and finish helping her with her question. Then you…

sit down to have a chat with her.
return to your desk.


Lunchtime approaches, and you tidy up a bit of outstanding correspondence. Then you lock your computer, get to your feet, and head out of your cube. Alice is ready to leave too, so the two of you head out to lunch. You drive her to Borger’s Burgers, where you both order your usual meals. Alice sits down in a booth, and you...

sit down opposite her.
sit down next to her.


Alice is more than happy to converse, and the two of you begin to chat about various different things. You sit down on the chair in the corner of her cube, and she swings her chair around to face you. Immediately you get a nice look at her white panties, even though her knees are still together, because of the shortness of her skirt.

Seeing you staring hungrily at her panties, Alice smiles and parts her legs slightly, giving you a better view. You smile at her happily, and she giggles delightfully. Over the course of the next few minutes, she gradually eases her thighs wider and wider apart, which makes it very difficult to lift your eyes from her panties.

Eventually you reluctantly say, “Well, back to work. Thanks for the chat, Alice!”

She winks at you, and you return to your desk.

Continue.


It is almost time for your daily team meeting, and you run some reports in preparation. You head into the conference room and see several of your colleagues and underlings already assembled. You look at the available empty chairs, and choose to sit...

on Alice’s right.
opposite Alice.


You chat happily with Alice as you eat, and things seem to be going well. Then, during a lull in the conversation, you...

ask her if you can take a quick peek beneath the table at her legs.
tell her you’d love to see her in an even shorter skirt.
tell her you’d like to kiss her again.


Alice smiles as you sit next to her, and the two of you spend a very pleasant lunch, chatting and laughing together. But you are desperate for some more intimacy, and when the conversation lapses briefly, you…

lean in for a kiss.
reach between her thighs and slide your hand up her skirt.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
place your hand on Alice’s thigh.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
kick off one shoe and reach out to stroke Alice’s leg with your foot.


Alice laughs. “Silly man,” she says. “All right then, if it’ll make you happy.”

You grin, and duck your head beneath the table. To your delight, she has opened her knees wide apart, and you get a good long look at her white panties. After almost a minute of happy staring, you sit up straight once more.

“Awesome!” you exclaim.

Alice laughs. “You’re welcome,” she says.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive Alice back to work.

Continue.


Alice laughs. “Silly man – isn’t this short enough?” she says. “It hardly even covers my bottom!”

“True,” you admit. “But if your bottom was actually peeping out – even just a little bit – that would be the best thing ever.”

Alice shakes her head in amusement. “I’ve already had a few disapproving stares from other people in the office. I’m pretty sure my peeping buttocks would send them over the edge.”

“You’re probably right,” you concede.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive Alice back to work.

Continue.


Alice smiles. “I’m sure you would,” she says. “But you appear to be on the wrong side of the table for that.”

“True,” you admit. “Bother.”

She laughs. “Better luck next time,” she says.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive her back to work.

Continue.


Alice closes her eyes as you approach her, and the two of you kiss passionately. After a couple of minutes of exploring each other’s tongues, you pull apart, both a little breathless.

“Mmmm,” says Alice, smiling happily.

You kiss her again, putting your arms around her and holding her close. But then she taps your shoulder, and the two of you pull apart.

“I just saw Hector go up to the bar,” she says. “I don’t think he saw us, though.”

“Whew,” you say. Offending the managing director would not be a great career move.

“Let’s save the rest for when we’re alone,” she says.

“Okay,” you reply.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive her back to work.

Continue.


You reach up Alice’s skirt, which makes her giggle. But as you start stroking her pussy through her panties, she closes her eyes and starts to breathe heavily. “Mmmm, that’s nice,” she murmurs. She eases her legs apart to allow you better access.

Then, as you caress her clitoris through the thin material, she turns and kisses you on the lips. Your tongue swirls around hers, and you reach up to the waistband of her panties so you can slip your hand inside. She does not stop you, so you plunge your hand into her panties, cupping her pussy and stroking it gently, probing between her labia with your middle finger. As you find the opening of her vagina and start to slide it in, she moans with pleasure. You start to finger-fuck her in earnest, and she begins to squeal quietly into your shoulder as she bites your shirt.

Her body begins to shake as her orgasm approaches, and then, burying her face in your shoulder, she utters a long, muffled moan as her orgasm hits.

“Oh my god,” she pants, as she finally pulls away from you.

“You’re welcome,” you say with a smile.

She kisses you on the lips, then says, “I’ll have to do something special for you later.”

“Okay!” you say happily.

The two of you finish your meals, and you drive her back to work.

Continue.


Nobody says anything, so your boss takes over and makes some announcements, and then your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report. Finally the meeting ends.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


Carla makes some announcements, then another of your colleagues, Stuart, gives his daily production report. Finally, the meeting is over.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you subtly reach between Alice’s thighs and start stroking her pussy through her panties. Then, despite the poor angle, you manage to work your hand inside her panties in order to rub her clitoris and labia. Soon she is beginning to breathe heavily.

“Are you all right, Alice?” asks Carla.

“Yes!” replies Alice, her cheeks flushing slightly. “Sorry – just feeling a little light-headed. But I’m okay. Please go on.”

“All right then,” says Carla, and she continues with her announcements. You carry on rubbing Alice’s pussy, but when you try to worm a finger inside her, she finally stops you, subtly pulling your hand out of her panties.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. You and Alice leave the room and return to your respective cubes, and you start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you carefully ease your right foot out of its shoe, and then you roll your chair right up to the table and stick out your foot as far as it will reach. It soon connects with Alice’s leg, and you begin to stroke her shin with your sock-clad toes. She looks at you in surprise, then smiles as she realises what you are doing. You grin at her as you run your foot up to her knee, and slip it between her thighs. Alice does not stop you, but unfortunately the table is too broad to allow you to get very far.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. You and Alice return to your respective cubes, and you start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


Half an hour later, the phones have gone quiet, and your own workload is fairly light. You decide to pass the time by…

offering Alice some one-on-one training time in one of the conference rooms.
surfing the internet.


You put your plan to Alice, and she nods. “Of course!” she says with a smile.

You undock your laptop and carry it through to the nearest conference room. As Alice sits down, you set it up in front of her, and then the two of you turn towards each other and kiss passionately.

Two minutes later, Alice is bent over the table with her skirt around her waist and her panties around her knees, and you are fucking her vigorously from behind. As you approach your orgasm, you...

pull your penis out of her vagina, and start to push it into her anus.
tell her you want to come in her mouth.
wonder whether she is on the pill.


You begin looking at news stories, Wikipedia articles, and movie websites, and the time quickly passes.

Continue.


Alice gasps as your erection begins to sink into her anus, but she does not object, and soon you are fucking her rectum with mounting excitement. Finally you climax with a groan, pumping your semen into her bowels.

“Mmmm,” says Alice happily, with her eyes closed. “That was lovely and dirty.”

The rest of the training session is not very productive, since the two of you cannot refrain from frequently kissing each other, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


You pull your erection out of her vagina, and Alice turns around, sinks to her knees, and takes your penis into her mouth. She swirls her tongue around it as you thrust, until, with a groan, you spurt your semen down her throat as she swallows.

“Mmmm,” says Alice happily, looking up at you. She gets to her feet, and you take her in your arms.

The rest of the training session is not very productive, since the two of you cannot refrain from frequently kissing each other, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


After another minute or so of increasingly intense thrusting, you groan as you spurt your semen inside her. Alice, her eyes closed, sighs happily as you collapse on top of her for a cuddle.

The rest of the training session is not very productive, since the two of you cannot refrain from frequently kissing each other, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


Five o’clock rolls around, and you get ready to leave. Alice does the same, and you smile at her as she steps out of her cube. “Did you have a good day?” you ask her.

“Yes thanks,” says Alice with a grin.

“Good!” you reply. “Well, see you tomorrow then!”

You head home, have dinner, and watch some television. That night you fall asleep thinking about Alice, and how nice it will be to see her again…

Continue.


You arrive for your next day at work feeling good, and looking forward to spending some more time with Alice. As you head down the aisle towards your cube, you see her in the process of walking into hers. You smile as you see that today she is again wearing a buttock-length microskirt.

“Hi Alice,” you say, and she looks up and smiles happily at you.

“Hi!” she replies.

You clear your throat, then say,

“No complaints about your skirts yet?”
“You look sensational!”


Alice grins. “Not so far,” she says. “Fingers crossed!”

She sits down at her desk, while you head into your cube and sit at your own desk to start your day’s work.

Continue.


Alice blushes. “Thank you!” she says.

She sits down at her desk, while you head into your cube and sit at your own desk to start your day’s work.

Continue.


The minutes tick by, and soon it is nine o’clock. By this time you are rather thirsty, and you get up to make yourself some tea. You are happy to see Alice emerging from her cube, carrying her pink mug.

“Nine o’clock drink time!” she laughs, and the two of you walk together down the aisle towards the kitchen.

As you make your drink, Alice walks over to the fridge, opens it, and bends over to fetch a carton of milk. You can’t help grinning as her tiny skirt rides up at the back to expose a considerable amount of her buttocks and white panties. Feeling very aroused, you…

casually walk over and start fondling her bottom.
say “My goodness, that’s a lovely view!”


Alice gasps as your hand touches her buttock, but she lets you squeeze and stroke it for a while. You reach down a little further, caressing her pussy through her panties, and she moans softly. As you pull her panties to one side and begin to stroke her pussy directly, she moans a little more loudly, and then she gasps as you slide your middle finger into her vagina.

She lets you thrust your finger in and out of her, and even arches her back to allow you easier access. You add a second finger, and she moans with pleasure as you finger-fuck her.

“Someone could come in,” she says breathlessly.

“It’s possible,” you concede, but you merely increase the pace of your fingering, until eventually she climaxes, moaning loudly into the fridge.

You withdraw your fingers and look around nervously as she straightens up.

“We should probably get back to w...” you begin, but she silences you with a kiss.

“Thank you,” she says with a contented smile. “That was lovely.”

“You’re welcome,” you reply.

Having both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.


Alice laughs, and wiggles her bottom sexily for a few moments, before straightening up and turning around. “I thought you might enjoy that,” she says with a smile.

“It was beautiful,” you say, and she laughs again.

Having both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.


Later in the morning, you wander over to Alice’s cube and ask how she’s doing.

“Not bad thanks,” she says, “but I do have a question...”

You lean on her desk as you peer at her screen. As she describes what she is doing, you happen to glance down at her chest and notice that her blouse is gaping somewhat, and inside, you can see her right breast, with no bra to conceal her pretty nipple. Will you...

move behind her and reach down into her blouse to caress her breasts?
tell her you are enjoying the view?
slide your hand into her panties and stroke her pussy?


You slide both of your hands inside her blouse and take hold of her breasts, squeezing her nipples gently between your fingers. She sighs happily. “Mmmm,” she murmurs. “That’s nice...”

You turn your attention to Alice’s screen, and finish helping her with her question as you continue to gently fondle her breasts. Then you withdraw your hands from her blouse, and…

sit down to have a chat with her.
return to your desk.


You push her skirt up above the waistband of her panties, slide your hand inside, and begin stroking her pussy. She moans softly, then clears her throat loudly to cover it up. As you curve your middle finger around and slip it inside her vagina, she gasps and closes her eyes.

You turn your attention back to Alice’s screen, and finish helping her with her question as you gently finger-fuck her and her arousal grows visibly. Then you give her a quick kiss, withdraw your hand from her panties, and…

sit down to have a chat with her.
return to your desk.


“Mmmm, what a nice view I’ve got from up here...” you remark, with a little chuckle.

Alice chuckles. “I’m glad you think so,” she says.

Grinning, you turn your attention back to her screen, and finish helping her with her question. Then you…

sit down to have a chat with her.
return to your desk.


Lunchtime approaches, and you tidy up a bit of outstanding correspondence. Then you lock your computer, get to your feet, and head out of your cube. Alice is ready to leave too, so the two of you head out to lunch. You drive her to Borger’s Burgers, where you both order your usual meals. Alice sits down in a booth, and you...

sit down opposite her.
sit down next to her.


Alice is more than happy to converse, and the two of you begin to chat about various different things. You sit down on the chair in the corner of her cube, and she swings her chair around to face you. Immediately you get a nice look at her white panties, even though her knees are still together, because of the shortness of her skirt.

Seeing you staring hungrily at her panties, Alice smiles and parts her legs slightly, giving you a better view. You smile at her happily, and she giggles delightfully. Over the course of the next few minutes, she gradually eases her thighs wider and wider apart, which makes it very difficult to lift your eyes from her panties.

Eventually you reluctantly say, “Well, back to work. Thanks for the chat, Alice!”

She winks at you, and you return to your desk.

Continue.


It is almost time for your daily team meeting, and you run some reports in preparation. You head into the conference room and see several of your colleagues and underlings already assembled. You look at the available empty chairs, and choose to sit...

on Alice’s right.
opposite Alice.


You chat happily with Alice as you eat, and things seem to be going well. Then, during a lull in the conversation, you...

ask her if you can take a quick peek beneath the table at her legs.
tell her you’d love to see her in an even shorter skirt.
tell her you’d like to kiss her again.


Alice smiles as you sit next to her, and the two of you spend a very pleasant lunch, chatting and laughing together. But you are desperate for some more intimacy, and when the conversation lapses briefly, you…

lean in for a kiss.
reach between her thighs and slide your hand up her skirt.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
place your hand on Alice’s thigh.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
kick off one shoe and reach out to stroke Alice’s leg with your foot.


Alice laughs. “Silly man,” she says. “All right then, if it’ll make you happy.”

You grin, and duck your head beneath the table. To your delight, she has opened her knees wide apart, and you get a good long look at her white panties. After almost a minute of happy staring, you sit up straight once more.

“Awesome!” you exclaim.

Alice laughs. “You’re welcome,” she says.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive Alice back to work.

Continue.


Alice laughs. “Silly man – isn’t this short enough?” she says. “It hardly even covers my bottom!”

“True,” you admit. “But if your bottom was actually peeping out – even just a little bit – that would be the best thing ever.”

Alice shakes her head in amusement. “I’ve already had a few disapproving stares from other people in the office. I’m pretty sure my peeping buttocks would send them over the edge.”

“You’re probably right,” you concede.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive Alice back to work.

Continue.


Alice smiles. “I’m sure you would,” she says. “But you appear to be on the wrong side of the table for that.”

“True,” you admit. “Bother.”

She laughs. “Better luck next time,” she says.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive her back to work.

Continue.


Alice closes her eyes as you approach her, and the two of you kiss passionately. After a couple of minutes of exploring each other’s tongues, you pull apart, both a little breathless.

“Mmmm,” says Alice, smiling happily.

You kiss her again, putting your arms around her and holding her close. But then she taps your shoulder, and the two of you pull apart.

“I just saw Hector,” she says. “I don’t think he saw us, though.”

“Whew,” you say. Offending the managing director would not be a great career move.

“Let’s save the rest for when we’re alone,” she says.

“Okay,” you reply.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive her back to work.

Continue.


You reach up Alice’s skirt, which makes her giggle. But as you start stroking her pussy through her panties, she closes her eyes and starts to breathe heavily. “Mmmm, that’s nice,” she murmurs. She eases her legs apart to allow you better access.

Then, as you caress her clitoris through the thin material, she turns and kisses you on the lips. Your tongue swirls around hers, and you reach up to the waistband of her panties so you can slip your hand inside. She does not stop you, so you plunge your hand into her panties, cupping her pussy and stroking it gently, probing between her labia with your middle finger. As you find the opening of her vagina and start to slide it in, she moans with pleasure. You start to finger-fuck her in earnest, and she begins to squeal quietly into your shoulder as she bites your shirt.

Her body begins to shake as her orgasm approaches, and then, burying her face in your shoulder, she utters a long, muffled moan as her orgasm hits.

“Oh my god,” she pants, as she finally pulls away from you.

“You’re welcome,” you say with a smile.

She kisses you on the lips, then says, “I’ll have to do something special for you later.”

“Okay!” you say happily.

The two of you finish your meals, and you drive her back to work.

Continue.


Nobody says anything, so your boss takes over and makes some announcements, and then your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report. Finally the meeting ends.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


Carla makes some announcements, then another of your colleagues, Stuart, gives his daily production report. Finally, the meeting is over.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you subtly reach between Alice’s thighs and start stroking her pussy through her panties. Then, despite the poor angle, you manage to work your hand inside her panties in order to rub her clitoris and labia. Soon she is beginning to breathe heavily.

“Are you all right, Alice?” asks Carla.

“Yes!” replies Alice, her cheeks flushing slightly. “Sorry – just feeling a little light-headed. But I’m okay. Please go on.”

“All right then,” says Carla, and she continues with her announcements. You carry on rubbing Alice’s pussy, but when you try to worm a finger inside her, she finally stops you, subtly pulling your hand out of her panties.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. You and Alice leave the room and return to your respective cubes, and you start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you carefully ease your right foot out of its shoe, and then you roll your chair right up to the table and stick out your foot as far as it will reach. It soon connects with Alice’s leg, and you begin to stroke her shin with your sock-clad toes. She looks at you in surprise, then smiles as she realises what you are doing. You grin at her as you run your foot up to her knee, and slip it between her thighs. Alice does not stop you, but unfortunately the table is too broad to allow you to get very far.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. You and Alice return to your respective cubes, and you start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


Half an hour later, the phones have gone quiet, and your own workload is fairly light. You decide to pass the time by…

offering Alice some one-on-one training time in one of the conference rooms.
surfing the internet.


You put your plan to Alice, and she nods. “Of course!” she says with a smile.

You undock your laptop and carry it through to the nearest conference room. As Alice sits down, you set it up in front of her, and then the two of you turn towards each other and kiss passionately.

Two minutes later, Alice is bent over the table with her skirt around her waist and her panties around her knees, and you are fucking her vigorously from behind. As you approach your orgasm, you...

pull your penis out of her vagina, and start to push it into her anus.
tell her you want to come in her mouth.
wonder whether she is on the pill.


Knowing how much Alice loves classical music, you browse the web for upcoming concerts she might enjoy. When you find a concert of the London Symphony Orchestra playing selected works by Ralph Vaughan Williams, you buy two tickets, paying a rather outrageous price for the best seats available. You also buy first class train tickets for the journey to London and back.

“What are you doing?” asks Alice, sounding disappointed. “Aren’t we going to train today?”

You turn around to see her standing at the entrance to your cube. You grin at her and say, “Wait here.” You retrieve the ticket confirmations from the printer, and give them to her.

She looks at them, puzzled, then her eyes light up. “Vaughan Williams at the Barbican? Oh my god! But ... I can’t...” She looks rather sad. “It’s Charlie – he needs me. I can’t leave him with a babysitter for the length of time it would take...”

“Oh those tickets aren’t for us,” you tell her. “They’re for you and Charlie. Nice treat for him, I’d think, going up to London to a concert with his mum.”

Alice’s jaw drops. “Wow ... Bob!” she says, with tears in her eyes. “That’s the sweetest thing anyone’s ever done for me!”

You smile happily at her. “You’re welcome,” you say.

She throws her arms around you and kisses you on the lips. Fortunately nobody is around to see this. With a belated furtive glance up and down the aisle, Alice disengages, and then she says, with her eyes shining, “I want to do something extra special for you. Maybe tomorrow. Think about what secret fantasies you’d like me to fulfil, and if I can, I’ll do it.”

“Wow – okay!” you say, grinning excitedly.

Alice winks at you, then she returns to her cube and sits down.

Continue.


Alice gasps as your erection begins to sink into her anus, but she does not object, and soon you are fucking her rectum with mounting excitement. Finally you climax with a groan, pumping your semen into her bowels.

“Mmmm,” says Alice happily, with her eyes closed. “That was lovely and dirty.”

The rest of the training session is not very productive, since the two of you cannot refrain from frequently kissing each other, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


You pull your erection out of her vagina, and Alice turns around, sinks to her knees, and takes your penis into her mouth. She swirls her tongue around it as you thrust, until, with a groan, you spurt your semen down her throat as she swallows.

“Mmmm,” says Alice happily, looking up at you. She gets to her feet, and you take her in your arms.

The rest of the training session is not very productive, since the two of you cannot refrain from frequently kissing each other, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


After another minute or so of increasingly intense thrusting, you groan as you spurt your semen inside her. Alice, her eyes closed, sighs happily as you collapse on top of her for a cuddle.

The rest of the training session is not very productive, since the two of you cannot refrain from frequently kissing each other, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


Five o’clock rolls around, and you get ready to leave. Alice does the same, and you smile at her as she steps out of her cube. “Did you have a good day?” you ask her.

“Yes thanks,” says Alice with a grin.

“Good!” you reply. “Well, see you tomorrow then!”

You head home, have dinner, and watch some television. That night you fall asleep thinking about Alice, and how nice it will be to see her again…

Continue.


Five o’clock rolls around, and you get ready to leave. Alice does the same, and you smile at her as she steps out of her cube. “Did you have a good day?” you ask her.

“Yes thanks,” says Alice with a grin.

“Good!” you reply. “Well, see you tomorrow then!”

You head home, have dinner, and watch some television. That night you fall asleep thinking about Alice, and how nice it will be to see her again…

Continue.


You arrive for your next day at work feeling good, and looking forward to spending some more time with Alice. As you head down the aisle towards your cube, you see her already sitting at her desk. As you reach your cube, you glance into hers, and see that today she is again wearing a buttock-length microskirt.

“Hi Alice,” you say, and she looks up and smiles happily at you, then turns her chair around so that you get a nice look at the white triangle of her panties between her legs.

“Hi!” she replies.

You clear your throat, then say,

“No complaints about your skirts yet?”
“You look sensational!”


Alice grins. “Not so far,” she says. “Fingers crossed!”

She turns back to her computer, while you head into your cube and sit at your own desk to start your day’s work.

Continue.


Alice blushes. “Thank you!” she says.

She turns back to her computer, while you head into your cube and sit at your own desk to start your day’s work.

Continue.


The minutes tick by, and soon it is nine o’clock. By this time you are rather thirsty, and you get up to make yourself some tea. You are happy to see Alice emerging from her cube, carrying her pink mug.

“Nine o’clock drink time!” she laughs, and the two of you walk together down the aisle towards the kitchen.

As you make your drink, Alice walks over to the fridge, opens it, and bends over to fetch a carton of milk. You can’t help grinning as her tiny skirt rides up at the back to expose a considerable amount of her buttocks and white panties. Feeling very aroused, you…

casually walk over, pull her panties aside, and slide a finger into her vagina.
say “My goodness, that’s a lovely view!”


Alice gasps as you pull her panties to one side, stroke her pussy for a moment, and then slide your middle finger into her vagina. She lets you thrust your finger in and out of her, and even arches her back to allow you easier access. You add a second finger, and she moans with pleasure as you finger-fuck her.

“Someone could come in,” she says breathlessly.

“It’s possible,” you concede, but you…

merely increase the pace of your fingering.
unzip your trousers, take out your erection, and slide it into her vagina.


Alice laughs, and wiggles her bottom sexily for a few moments, before straightening up and turning around. “I thought you might enjoy that,” she says with a smile.

“It was beautiful,” you say, and she laughs again.

Having both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.


Alice’s moans of pleasure intensify as you rapidly thrust your fingers in and out of her, until eventually she climaxes, moaning loudly into the fridge.

You withdraw your fingers and look around nervously as she straightens up.

“We should probably get back to w...” you begin, but she silences you with a kiss.

“Thank you,” she says with a contented smile. “That was lovely.”

“You’re welcome,” you reply.

Having both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.


“Oh my god, you crazy man!” Alice gasps as you ease your erect penis inside her. But she remains bent over and does not attempt to stop you as you begin to fuck her with powerful thrusts. You feel light-headed – anybody from the office could at any moment walk into the kitchen to make themselves a drink or fetch something from the fridge – but you are past caring as your arousal builds toward a climax.

Normally you would prolong the experience, but time is not on your side, so you do not hold back in the slightest as you pound your erection into Alice as hard and as fast as you possibly can. Soon you are groaning in your orgasm as you pump your semen deep into her vagina. Then, after just a few seconds to get your breath back, you pull out of her and hastily tuck your penis away.

Alice straightens up and turns around, looking very flushed. She grabs your face and kisses you passionately on the lips. “Thank you,” she says, “that was wild!”

You chuckle. “The pleasure was all mine,” you say.

“Not all, certainly,” grins Alice.

Having both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.


Later in the morning, you wander over to Alice’s cube and ask how she’s doing.

“Not bad thanks,” she says, “but I do have a question...”

You lean on her desk as you peer at her screen. As she describes what she is doing, you happen to glance down at her chest and notice that her blouse is gaping somewhat, and inside, you can see her right breast, with no bra to conceal her pretty nipple. Will you...

move behind her and reach down into her blouse to caress her breasts?
tell her you are enjoying the view?
slide your hand into her panties and stroke her pussy?


You slide both of your hands inside her blouse and take hold of her breasts, squeezing her nipples gently between your fingers. She sighs happily. “Mmmm,” she murmurs. “That’s nice...”

You turn your attention to Alice’s screen, and finish helping her with her question as you continue to gently fondle her breasts. Then you withdraw your hands from her blouse, and…

sit down to have a chat with her.
return to your desk.


You push her skirt up above the waistband of her panties, slide your hand inside, and begin stroking her pussy. She moans softly, then clears her throat loudly to cover it up. As you curve your middle finger around and slip it inside her vagina, she gasps and closes her eyes.

You turn your attention back to Alice’s screen, and finish helping her with her question as you gently finger-fuck her and her arousal grows visibly. You continue fingering her as she valiantly tries to keep her moans silent, until she bends over her desk, shuddering in an intense orgasm and squealing into her elbow. You look around anxiously, but nobody seems to have noticed. You withdraw your hand from Alice’s panties as she sits up straight, her cheeks crimson, and you grin at her while she fans herself with one hand.

Once she has recovered herself a bit, you…

sit down to have a chat with her.
return to your desk.


“Mmmm, what a nice view I’ve got from up here...” you remark, with a little chuckle.

Alice chuckles. “I’m glad you think so,” she says.

Grinning, you turn your attention back to her screen, and finish helping her with her question. Then you…

sit down to have a chat with her.
return to your desk.


Lunchtime approaches, and you tidy up a bit of outstanding correspondence. Then you lock your computer, get to your feet, and head out of your cube. Alice is ready to leave too, so the two of you head out to lunch. You drive her to Borger’s Burgers, where you both order your usual meals. Alice sits down in a booth, and you...

sit down opposite her.
sit down next to her.


Alice is more than happy to converse, and the two of you begin to chat about various different things. You sit down on the chair in the corner of her cube, and she swings her chair around to face you. Immediately you get a nice look at her white panties, even though her knees are still together, because of the shortness of her skirt.

Seeing you staring hungrily at her panties, Alice smiles and parts her legs slightly, giving you a better view. You smile at her happily, and she giggles delightfully. Over the course of the next few minutes, she gradually eases her thighs wider and wider apart, which makes it very difficult to lift your eyes from her panties.

Eventually you reluctantly say, “Well, back to work. Thanks for the chat, Alice!”

She winks at you, and you return to your desk.

Continue.


It is almost time for your daily team meeting, and you run some reports in preparation. You head into the conference room and see several of your colleagues and underlings already assembled. You look at the available empty chairs, and choose to sit...

on Alice’s right.
opposite Alice.


You chat happily with Alice as you eat, and things seem to be going well. Then, during a lull in the conversation, you...

ask her if you can take a quick peek beneath the table at her legs.
tell her you’d love to see her in an even shorter skirt.
tell her you’d like to kiss her again.


Alice smiles as you sit next to her, and the two of you spend a very pleasant lunch, chatting and laughing together. But you are desperate for some more intimacy, and when the conversation lapses briefly, you…

lean in for a kiss.
reach between her thighs and slide your hand up her skirt.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
place your hand on Alice’s thigh.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
kick off one shoe and reach out to stroke Alice’s leg with your foot.


Alice laughs. “Silly man,” she says. “All right then, if it’ll make you happy.”

You grin, and duck your head beneath the table. To your delight, she has opened her knees wide apart, and you get a good long look at her white panties. After almost a minute of happy staring, you sit up straight once more.

“Awesome!” you exclaim.

Alice laughs. “You’re welcome,” she says.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive Alice back to work.

Continue.


Alice laughs. “Silly man – isn’t this short enough?” she says. “It hardly even covers my bottom!”

“True,” you admit. “And I love it. But it would be even more incredible if your bottom was actually peeping out – even just a little bit.”

Alice shakes her head in amusement. “I think that would almost certainly get me fired.”

“You’re probably right,” you concede.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive Alice back to work.

Continue.


Alice smiles. “I’m sure you would,” she says. “But you appear to be on the wrong side of the table for that.”

“True,” you admit. “Bother.”

She laughs. “Better luck next time,” she says.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive her back to work.

Continue.


Alice closes her eyes as you approach her, and the two of you kiss passionately. After a couple of minutes of exploring each other’s tongues, you pull apart, both a little breathless.

“Mmmm,” says Alice, smiling happily.

You kiss her again, putting your arms around her and holding her close. But then she taps your shoulder, and the two of you pull apart.

“I just saw Hector,” she says. “I don’t think he saw us, though.”

“Whew,” you say. Offending the managing director would not be a great career move.

“Let’s save the rest for when we’re alone,” she says.

“Okay,” you reply.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive her back to work.

Continue.


You reach up Alice’s skirt, which makes her giggle. But as you start stroking her pussy through her panties, she closes her eyes and starts to breathe heavily. “Mmmm, that’s nice,” she murmurs. She eases her legs apart to allow you better access.

Then, as you caress her clitoris through the thin material, she turns and kisses you on the lips. Your tongue swirls around hers, and you reach up to the waistband of her panties so you can slip your hand inside. She does not stop you, so you plunge your hand into her panties, cupping her pussy and stroking it gently, probing between her labia with your middle finger. As you find the opening of her vagina and start to slide it in, she moans with pleasure. You start to finger-fuck her in earnest, and she begins to squeal quietly into your shoulder as she bites your shirt.

Her body begins to shake as her orgasm approaches, and then, burying her face in your shoulder, she utters a long, muffled moan as her orgasm hits.

“Oh my god,” she pants, as she finally pulls away from you.

“You’re welcome,” you say with a smile.

She kisses you on the lips, then says, “I’ll have to do something special for you later.”

“Okay!” you say happily.

The two of you finish your meals, and you drive her back to work.

Continue.


Nobody says anything, so your boss takes over and makes some announcements, and then your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report. Finally the meeting ends.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


Carla makes some announcements, then another of your colleagues, Stuart, gives his daily production report. Finally, the meeting is over.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you subtly reach between Alice’s thighs and start stroking her pussy through her panties. Then you carefully work your hand inside her panties in order to rub her clitoris and labia. Soon she is beginning to breathe heavily.

“Are you all right, Alice?” asks Carla.

“Yes!” replies Alice, her cheeks flushing slightly. “Sorry – just feeling a little light-headed. But I’m okay. Please go on.”

“All right then,” says Carla, and she continues with her announcements. You carry on rubbing Alice’s pussy, and then you manage to worm a finger inside her, though you cannot get it very deep on account of the awkward angle. To Alice’s credit, she manages to keep a straight face despite your finger being inside her, though her cheeks turn very red.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. You and Alice leave the room and return to your respective cubes, and you start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you carefully ease your right foot out of its shoe, and then you roll your chair right up to the table and stick out your foot as far as it will reach. It soon connects with Alice’s leg, and you begin to stroke her shin with your sock-clad toes. She looks at you in surprise, then smiles as she realises what you are doing. You grin at her as you run your foot up to her knee, and slip it between her thighs. Alice does not stop you, but unfortunately the table is too broad to allow you to get very far.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. You and Alice return to your respective cubes, and you start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


Half an hour later, Alice comes over to your cube and says, “I’m ready for my training session, Mr Trainer.”

You grin at her and say, “All right then!”

You undock your laptop and carry it through to the nearest conference room. As Alice sits down, you set it up in front of her, and then the two of you turn towards each other and kiss passionately.

When you finally pull apart, Alice smiles at you with her eyes shining. “Now,” she says, “tell me what fantasy you’d like me to fulfil. What special thing would you like me to do for you?”

You hesitate for a moment, then say, “I’d like you to...

strip completely naked.”
do a poo in your panties.”


Alice shivers. “Well that doesn’t seem like a lot to ask. You’ve already seen and touched all the important bits of me. Isn’t there anything a little more ... radical ... that you’d like me to do?”

“Getting naked is just the beginning,” you tell her with a wink. “What I’d really like is to up the risk factor with regard to your clothing in general. Expose more of yourself, and in more dangerous places.”

“Ah, I see,” says Alice, smiling as she unbuttons her blouse. “Don’t you think I’ve been doing that a lot already?”

“You have,” you admit. “I suppose I’m just keen for the trend to continue.”

“I’ll see what I can do,” she says, slipping out of her blouse. “But aren’t you worried about me getting fired? That will put a stop to our adventuring pretty quickly.” She stands up and unfastens her skirt, then pulls it down.

“It’s a concern,” you admit, “but you asked what fantasy you could fulfil, and this is it. I suppose I’m hoping we’ll keep getting away with it.”

Alice kicks off her shoes, pulls her panties down, and steps out of them. “Ta-daa,” she says, gesturing at her naked body.

You smile as your eyes drink in her nudity, from her pretty face to her perfect breasts, then to her pussy, and onward down to her bare feet.

“Beautiful,” you tell her. “Now lie back on the table – I’m going to fuck you like you’ve never been fucked before.”

“That’s a bold claim,” she says, lying back on the table and raising her legs. “I hope you can live up to it!”

You certainly do your best. Fifteen minutes later, as you climax inside her, moments after her own orgasm, you consider that she might possibly have had better sex at some point ... but probably not in a conference room in a busy office building, with people working in cubes just a few yards away.

At your request, Alice remains naked for the rest of the hour. Then, after a long, passionate kiss, she puts her clothes back on, and the two of you return to your desks. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


Alice stares at you. “What?” she says. “Are you serious?”

You nod. “I know it’s an odd request, but yes, I’m serious. You asked me to think about what fantasy I’d like you to fulfil, and this is it. Of course, I completely understand if you’re not willing to. It’s a lot to ask, I appreciate that.”

“Wow,” says Alice, looking a little stunned. “Um, if I were to do that ... what would you do? Would you make fun of me, call me names, that kind of thing?”

“No!” you say, shocked. “Why on Earth would I do that?”

Alice shrugs. “Well it would be a humiliating experience. I just thought maybe that was the point, for you.”

“Not at all – the last thing I’d want is to make you feel bad about yourself,” you assure her.

“Then what’s the point?” asks Alice. “Sorry, I’m just trying to understand it. What would you get out of it?”

“I just love the idea of it,” you say. “The whole concept of an adult woman doing something so taboo, so disgusting, so naughty ... it’s incredibly exciting for me. I’d just want to watch you do it, enjoy looking at the bulge in your panties, maybe touching it...”

“Okay,” says Alice, “I’ll do it.”

Your heart skips a beat. “Really??”

Alice nods. “But what about the smell? It won’t take long for my crime to be detected.”

“We’ll close the door behind us when we leave,” you say, “then, after everyone else has left, I’ll open the door and flap it a bit. It’ll be fine by the morning.”

“Okay,” says Alice. “So shall I just bend over the table, or what...?

“Yup, that’ll be fine,” you say.

She leans over the table, resting on her elbows, and arches her back so that her panties peep below the hem of her skirt. You watch in awe as she strains, grunts a little, then strains again.

A lump appears in the back of her panties. She strains again, and the lump rapidly gets bigger, turning into a somewhat irregular bulge. She strains a third time, and the bulge gets even bigger, approaching the size of a large orange. The smell now hits you; fortunately it is not too offensive, as poo smells go.

“That’s it,” says Alice, looking suddenly anxious.

“That’s ... amazing,” you whisper, staring at the bulge in her panties. “Thank you, from the bottom of my heart.”

Alice chuckles. “You want to touch it?”

You step towards her and reach out to cup her bulging panties in your hand. The bulge is warm, and soft – you squeeze it slightly and it yields beneath your fingers. Then you grin, and withdraw your hand.

“Well Alice,” you say, “you’ve certainly gone above and beyond the call of duty. This has made my ... decade. I’m amazed and humbled, and thrilled.”

Alice laughs. “This really excites you that much?” She wiggles her hips, making the bulge sway and jiggle.

You nod, your wide eyes mesmerised by the dancing bulge.

“Well, I’d better go and clean up, before we suffocate in here,” says Alice. Then she looks suddenly alarmed. “But ... oh shit ... it’s probably going to show beneath my skirt!”

“Stand up, and I’ll check,” you say.

She stands up and turns away from you. You do not have to crouch down in order to see the bulge – it is sagging over an inch beneath the hem of her skirt.

“Yup, it’s visible,” you say. “You’ll have to move quickly, and not let anyone see you from the back.”

“Gulp,” says Alice nervously. “Can you pop your head out and let me know if the coast is clear?”

“Of course,” you say. You open the door, step out of the conference room, and close the door quickly behind you. Looking around, you see nobody between here and the toilets, so you beckon quickly to Alice.

She emerges from the conference room and walks rapidly towards the toilets, her poo-bulge bouncing a little beneath her skirt. You watch her until she disappears from view, then you return to your desk.

Five minutes later, Alice steps into your cube, looking rather breathless. “All clean,” she said, “and now I’m going commando!” She lifts her skirt to show you her naked pussy.

“Awesome,” you say with a grin. “So ... not too horrible an experience, I hope?”

“Surprisingly, no,” she says, blushing slightly. “Actually it was quite exciting. I might even be persuaded to do it again sometime.”

“Wonderful!” you say, delighted to hear this.

Alice returns to her desk, and you turn back to your computer. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


Five o’clock rolls around, and you get ready to leave. Alice does the same, and you smile at her as she steps out of her cube. “Did you have a good day?” you ask her.

“Yes thanks,” says Alice with a grin.

“Good!” you reply. “Well, see you tomorrow then!”

You head home, have dinner, and watch some television. That night you fall asleep thinking about Alice, and how nice it will be to see her again…

Continue.


You arrive for your next day at work feeling good, and looking forward to spending some more time with Alice. As you head down the aisle towards your cube, you see Alice nervously scurry into hers, wearing an unbelievably tiny denim skirt.

“Hi Alice,” you say, and she turns and smiles happily at you.

“Hi!” she replies. As you reach her cube, she turns around so that you can see the back of her skirt. “What do you think?”

The skirt is about an inch too short to cover her buttocks. You stare in delight for a moment, then you say, “No panties?”

“Thong,” she replies, and she pulls up the skirt to reveal a strip of white material disappearing between her buttocks. Then she sits down on her chair and swings it around to face you, keeping her legs wide apart so you have an unobstructed view of the front of her thong. “So, is this risky enough for you?”

Noting that she has also left an extra button on her blouse unfastened, you clear your throat, then say,

“I think you may be the sexiest woman on the planet!”
“It’s a start...”


Alice blushes, and smiles happily. “Thank you,” she says.

She turns back to her computer, while you head into your cube and sit at your own desk to start your day’s work.

Continue.


Alice pouts. “Just a start?” she says. She unbuttons her blouse completely, and pulls it open to reveal her bare breasts. “How about now?”

“Perfect!” you say with a grin.

She laughs, then turns back to her computer, buttoning up her blouse in the process, while you head into your cube and sit at your own desk to start your day’s work.

Continue.


The minutes tick by, and soon it is nine o’clock. By this time you are rather thirsty, and you get up to make yourself some tea. You are happy to see Alice emerging from her cube, carrying her pink mug.

“Nine o’clock drink time!” she laughs, and the two of you walk together down the aisle towards the kitchen.

As you make your drink, Alice walks over to the fridge, opens it, and bends over to fetch a carton of milk. You can’t help grinning as her tiny skirt rides up at the back to expose almost her entire bottom, and the thin strip of her thong between her buttocks. Feeling very aroused, you…

casually walk over, pull her thong aside, and insert a finger into her vagina.
say “My goodness, that’s a lovely view!”


Alice gasps as you pull her thong aside and slide your middle finger into her vagina. She lets you thrust it in and out of her, and even arches her back to allow you easier access. You add a second finger, and she moans with pleasure as you finger-fuck her.

“Someone could come in,” she says breathlessly.

“It’s possible,” you concede, but you…

merely increase the pace of your fingering.
unzip your trousers, take out your erection, and slide it into her vagina.


Alice laughs, and wiggles her bottom sexily for a few moments, before straightening up and turning around. “I thought you might enjoy that,” she says with a smile.

“It was beautiful,” you say, and she laughs again.

Having both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.


Alice’s moans of pleasure intensify as you rapidly thrust your fingers in and out of her, until eventually she climaxes, moaning loudly into the fridge.

You withdraw your fingers and look around nervously as she straightens up.

“We should probably get back to w...” you begin, but she silences you with a kiss.

“Thank you,” she says with a contented smile. “That was lovely.”

“You’re welcome,” you reply.

Having both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.


“Oh my god, you crazy man!” Alice gasps as you ease your erect penis inside her. But she remains bent over and does not attempt to stop you as you begin to fuck her with powerful thrusts. You feel light-headed – anybody from the office could at any moment walk into the kitchen to make themselves a drink or fetch something from the fridge – but you are past caring as your arousal builds toward a climax.

Normally you would prolong the experience, but time is not on your side, so you do not hold back in the slightest as you pound your erection into Alice as hard and as fast as you possibly can. Soon you are groaning in your orgasm as you pump your semen deep into her vagina. Then, after just a few seconds to get your breath back, you pull out of her and hastily tuck your penis away.

Alice straightens up and turns around, looking very flushed. She grabs your face and kisses you passionately on the lips. “Thank you,” she says, “that was wild!”

You chuckle. “The pleasure was all mine,” you say.

“Not all, certainly,” grins Alice.

Having both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.


Later in the morning, you wander over to Alice’s cube and ask how she’s doing.

“Not bad thanks,” she says, “but I do have a question...”

You lean on her desk as you peer at her screen. As she describes what she is doing, you happen to glance down at her chest and notice that her blouse is gaping somewhat, and inside, you can see her right breast, with no bra to conceal her pretty nipple. Will you...

move behind her and reach down into her blouse to caress her breasts?
start unbuttoning her blouse?
slide your hand into her thong and stroke her pussy?


You slide both of your hands inside her blouse and take hold of her breasts, squeezing her nipples gently between your fingers. She sighs happily. “Mmmm,” she murmurs. “That’s nice...”

You turn your attention to Alice’s screen, and finish helping her with her question as you continue to gently fondle her breasts. Then you withdraw your hands from her blouse, and…

sit down to have a chat with her.
return to your desk.


You push her skirt up above the waistband of her thong, slide your hand inside, and begin stroking her pussy. She moans softly, then clears her throat loudly to cover it up. As you curve your middle finger around and slip it inside her vagina, she gasps and closes her eyes.

You turn your attention back to Alice’s screen, and finish helping her with her question as you gently finger-fuck her and her arousal grows visibly. You continue fingering her as she valiantly tries to keep her moans silent, until she bends over her desk, shuddering in an intense orgasm and squealing into her elbow. You look around anxiously, but nobody seems to have noticed. You withdraw your hand from Alice’s thong as she sits up straight, her cheeks crimson, and you grin at her while she fans herself with one hand.

Once she has recovered herself a bit, you…

sit down to have a chat with her.
return to your desk.


You begin unfastening Alice’s buttons, and she makes no move to stop you. When you have undone the last one, you pull open her blouse to expose her breasts. Then you start to pull it off both of her shoulders, which makes her whimper uneasily.

“You want me sitting topless at my desk?” she asks in a low voice, as she tugs a hand out of each sleeve. “You’re crazy!”

You fold up her blouse and lay it on her desk, then you turn your attention back to her screen, and finish helping her with her question. Eventually, and to her obvious relief, you hand her her blouse and she quickly puts it back on. Then you...

sit down to have a chat with her.
return to your desk.


Lunchtime approaches, and you tidy up a bit of outstanding correspondence. Then you lock your computer, get to your feet, and head out of your cube. Alice is ready to leave too, so the two of you head out to lunch. You drive her to Borger’s Burgers, where you both order your usual meals. Alice sits down in a booth, and you...

sit down opposite her.
sit down next to her.


Alice is more than happy to converse, and the two of you begin to chat about various different things. You sit down on the chair in the corner of her cube, and she swings her chair around to face you. Immediately you get a nice look at her white thong, even though her knees are still together, because of the shortness of her skirt.

Seeing you staring hungrily at her thong, Alice smiles and parts her legs slightly, giving you a better view. You smile at her happily, and she giggles delightfully. Over the course of the next few minutes, she gradually eases her thighs wider and wider apart, which makes it very difficult to lift your eyes from her thong.

Eventually you reluctantly say, “Well, back to work. Thanks for the chat, Alice!”

She winks at you, and you return to your desk.

Continue.


It is almost time for your daily team meeting, and you run some reports in preparation. You head into the conference room and see several of your colleagues and underlings already assembled. You look at the available empty chairs, and choose to sit...

on Alice’s right.
opposite Alice.


You chat happily with Alice as you eat, and things seem to be going well. Then, during a lull in the conversation, you...

ask her if you can take a quick peek beneath the table at her legs.
tell her you’d love to see her in an even shorter skirt.
tell her you’d like to kiss her again.


Alice smiles as you sit next to her, and the two of you spend a very pleasant lunch, chatting and laughing together. But you are desperate for some more intimacy, and when the conversation lapses briefly, you…

lean in for a kiss.
reach between her thighs and slide your hand up her skirt.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
place your hand on Alice’s thigh.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
kick off one shoe and reach out to stroke Alice’s leg with your foot.


Alice laughs. “Silly man,” she says. “All right then, if it’ll make you happy.”

You grin, and duck your head beneath the table. To your delight, she has opened her knees wide apart, and you get a good long look at her white thong. After almost a minute of happy staring, you sit up straight once more.

“Awesome!” you exclaim.

Alice laughs. “You’re welcome,” she says.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive Alice back to work.

Continue.


Alice laughs. “Silly man – isn’t this short enough?” she says. “I keep expecting Carla to summon me to her office and fire me.”

“Oh I do hope that doesn’t happen,” you say, shuddering at the thought.

Alice nods. “Me too,” she says.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive Alice back to work.

Continue.


Alice smiles. “I’m sure you would,” she says. “But you appear to be on the wrong side of the table for that.”

“True,” you admit. “Bother.”

She laughs. “Better luck next time,” she says.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive her back to work.

Continue.


Alice closes her eyes as you approach her, and the two of you kiss passionately. After a couple of minutes of exploring each other’s tongues, you pull apart, both a little breathless.

“Mmmm,” says Alice, smiling happily.

You kiss her again, putting your arms around her and holding her close. But then she taps your shoulder, and the two of you pull apart.

“I just saw Hector,” she says. “I don’t think he saw us, though.”

“Whew,” you say. Offending the managing director would not be a great career move.

“Let’s save the rest for when we’re alone,” she says.

“Okay,” you reply.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive her back to work.

Continue.


You reach up Alice’s skirt, which makes her giggle. But as you start stroking her pussy through her thong, she closes her eyes and starts to breathe heavily. “Mmmm, that’s nice,” she murmurs. She eases her legs apart to allow you better access.

Then, as you caress her clitoris through the thin material, she turns and kisses you on the lips. Your tongue swirls around hers, and you reach up to the waistband of her thong so you can slip your hand inside. She does not stop you, so you plunge your hand into her thong, cupping her pussy and stroking it gently, probing between her labia with your middle finger. As you find the opening of her vagina and start to slide it in, she moans with pleasure. You start to finger-fuck her in earnest, and she begins to squeal quietly into your shoulder as she bites your shirt.

Her body begins to shake as her orgasm approaches, and then, burying her face in your shoulder, she utters a long, muffled moan as her orgasm hits.

“Oh my god,” she pants, as she finally pulls away from you.

“You’re welcome,” you say with a smile.

The two of you finish your meals, and you drive her back to work.

Continue.


Nobody says anything, so your boss takes over and makes some announcements, and then your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report. Finally the meeting ends.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


Carla makes some announcements, then another of your colleagues, Stuart, gives his daily production report. Finally, the meeting is over.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you subtly reach between Alice’s thighs and start stroking her pussy through her thong. Then you carefully work your hand inside her thong in order to rub her clitoris and labia. Soon she is beginning to breathe heavily.

“Are you all right, Alice?” asks Carla.

“Yes!” replies Alice, her cheeks flushing slightly. “Sorry – just feeling a little light-headed. But I’m okay. Please go on.”

“All right then,” says Carla, and she continues with her announcements. You carry on rubbing Alice’s pussy, and then you manage to worm a finger inside her, though you cannot get it very deep on account of the awkward angle. To Alice’s credit, she manages to keep a straight face despite your finger being inside her, though her cheeks turn very red.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. You and Alice leave the room and return to your respective cubes, and you start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you carefully ease your right foot out of its shoe, and then you roll your chair right up to the table and stick out your foot as far as it will reach. It soon connects with Alice’s leg, and you begin to stroke her shin with your sock-clad toes. She looks at you in surprise, then smiles as she realises what you are doing. You grin at her as you run your foot up to her knee, and slip it between her thighs. Alice does not stop you, but unfortunately the table is too broad to allow you to get very far.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. You and Alice return to your respective cubes, and you start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


Half an hour later, Alice comes over to your cube and says, “I’m ready for my training session, Mr Trainer.”

You grin at her and say, “All right then!”

You undock your laptop and carry it through to the nearest conference room. As Alice sits down, you set it up in front of her, and then the two of you turn towards each other and kiss passionately.

You start unbuttoning her blouse, and soon you have her topless. Then she stands up, and her skirt and thong soon fall to the ground. Finally she kicks her shoes off, and smiles at you with her eyes shining. “Now I’m naked,” she says, “what are you planning to do to me?”

You reply, “I want to...

fuck you on the table.”
fuck your anus.”
see you walk out of this room.”


Alice lies back on the table, lifts her legs up and spreads them apart, and sighs happily as you sink your erection deep into her vagina.

She uses your shoulder to stifle her moans of pleasure, but you take your time, building her arousal by degrees, until eventually you can tell she is about to climax. You increase the pace of your thrusting to bring about your own orgasm, and this sends her over the edge. The two of you climax together, and then you collapse into her arms.

At your request, Alice remains naked for the rest of the hour. Then, after a long, passionate kiss, she puts her clothes back on, and the two of you return to your desks. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


Alice bends over the table, and gasps as you slowly sink your erection into her rectum. You fuck her slowly at first, then, as her arousal grows, you pick up the pace.

“Oh Bob,” Alice whispers contentedly. “This is so dirty ... and so nice. Fuck my arse! Fuck it harder!”

You pound your cock into her anus with faster and more powerful strokes, until, with a groan of pleasure, you pump her rectum full of your sperm. Panting, you collapse on top of her, and cuddle her back for a minute. Then you pull out of her and tuck your wilting penis away.

At your request, Alice remains naked for the rest of the hour. Then, after a long, passionate kiss, she puts her clothes back on, and the two of you return to your desks. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


Alice’s eyes widen. “That’s crazy – are you serious?”

“You don’t have to go far,” you say. “Just as far as you dare. Then come back in and we’ll have sex.”

Alice eyes the door warily. “Okay...” she says nervously. She walks over to the door, peers outside, then cautiously turns the handle and opens it. Slipping out of the room, she closes the door behind her, much to her credit.

You walk over to the door and watch excitedly as Alice tiptoes a few steps down the nearest aisle. You can see a couple of heads of people working at their desks. They would only need to turn around to see Alice naked.

Then one head begins to turn ... and Alice ducks down. Creeping back toward you as quickly as she can, she darts through the door as you open it for her.

“Oh my god that was intense!” she giggles, but at that moment you take her in your arms and kiss her deeply.

She responds with enthusiasm, but pulls away after barely half a minute. “I need to be seriously fucked!” she says. “How would you like to do me?”

You grin, and reply, “I want to...

fuck you on the table.”
fuck your anus.”


Five o’clock rolls around, and you get ready to leave. Alice does the same, and you smile at her as she steps out of her cube. “Did you have a good day?” you ask her.

“Yes thanks,” says Alice with a grin.

“Good!” you reply. “Well, see you tomorrow then!”

You head home, have dinner, and watch some television. That night you fall asleep thinking about Alice, and how nice it will be to see her again…

Continue.


You arrive for your next day at work feeling good, and looking forward to spending some more time with Alice. As you head down the aisle towards your cube, you see Alice nervously scurry into hers, wearing another unbelievably tiny skirt.

“Hi Alice,” you say, and she turns and smiles happily at you.

“Hi!” she replies. As you reach her cube, she sits down on her chair and swings it around to face you, keeping her legs wide apart so you have an unobstructed view of the front of her thong. “Is this outfit risky enough?” she asks impishly.

Noting that several buttons on her blouse are unfastened, you clear your throat, then say,

“I think you may be the sexiest woman on the planet!”
“It’s a start...”


You arrive for your next day at work feeling good, and looking forward to spending some more time with Alice. As you head down the aisle towards your cube, you see her already sitting at her desk. As you reach your cube, you glance into hers, and see that today she is again wearing a buttock-length microskirt.

“Hi Alice,” you say, and she looks up and smiles happily at you, then turns her chair around so that you get a nice look at the white triangle of her panties between her legs.

“Hi!” she replies.

You clear your throat, then say,

“No complaints about your skirts yet?”
“You look sensational!”


Alice grins. “Not so far,” she says. “Fingers crossed!”

She turns back to her computer, while you head into your cube and sit at your own desk to start your day’s work.

Continue.


Alice blushes. “Thank you!” she says.

She turns back to her computer, while you head into your cube and sit at your own desk to start your day’s work.

Continue.


The minutes tick by, and soon it is nine o’clock. By this time you are rather thirsty, and you get up to make yourself some tea. You are happy to see Alice emerging from her cube, carrying her pink mug.

“Nine o’clock drink time!” she laughs, and the two of you walk together down the aisle towards the kitchen.

As you make your drink, Alice walks over to the fridge, opens it, and bends over to fetch a carton of milk. You can’t help grinning as her tiny skirt rides up at the back to expose a considerable amount of her buttocks and white panties. Feeling very aroused, you…

casually walk over, pull her panties aside, and slide a finger into her vagina.
say “Any chance of you doing a poo in your panties, Alice…?”


Alice gasps as you pull her panties to one side, stroke her pussy for a moment, and then slide your middle finger into her vagina. She lets you thrust your finger in and out of her, and even arches her back to allow you easier access. You add a second finger, and she moans with pleasure as you finger-fuck her.

“Someone could come in,” she says breathlessly.

“It’s possible,” you concede, but you…

merely increase the pace of your fingering.
unzip your trousers, take out your erection, and slide it into her vagina.


Alice straightens up and turns around. “I don’t think I could produce very much right now,” she says with a smile. “Later, perhaps – I ate quite a heavy dinner last night.”

“Okay,” you say. “But you are happy about doing it again?”

She nods. “Yes – I’m happy to do it again for you, Bob.”

“Brilliant,” you say gratefully. “Thank you.”

Having both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.


Alice’s moans of pleasure intensify as you rapidly thrust your fingers in and out of her, until eventually she climaxes, moaning loudly into the fridge.

You withdraw your fingers and look around nervously as she straightens up.

“We should probably get back to w...” you begin, but she silences you with a kiss.

“Thank you,” she says with a contented smile. “That was lovely.”

“You’re welcome,” you reply.

Having both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.


“Oh my god, you crazy man!” Alice gasps as you ease your erect penis inside her. But she remains bent over and does not attempt to stop you as you begin to fuck her with powerful thrusts. You feel light-headed – anybody from the office could at any moment walk into the kitchen to make themselves a drink or fetch something from the fridge – but you are past caring as your arousal builds toward a climax.

Normally you would prolong the experience, but time is not on your side, so you do not hold back in the slightest as you pound your erection into Alice as hard and as fast as you possibly can. Soon you are groaning in your orgasm as you pump your semen deep into her vagina. Then, after just a few seconds to get your breath back, you pull out of her and hastily tuck your penis away.

Alice straightens up and turns around, looking very flushed. She grabs your face and kisses you passionately on the lips. “Thank you,” she says, “that was wild!”

You chuckle. “The pleasure was all mine,” you say.

“Not all, certainly,” grins Alice.

Having both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.


Later in the morning, you wander over to Alice’s cube and ask how she’s doing.

“Not bad thanks,” she says, “but I do have a question...”

You lean on her desk as you peer at her screen. As she describes what she is doing, you happen to glance down at her chest and notice that her blouse is gaping somewhat, and inside, you can see her right breast, with no bra to conceal her pretty nipple. Will you...

move behind her and reach down into her blouse to caress her breasts?
whisper in her ear that you can’t wait to see her fill her panties with poo again?
slide your hand into her panties and stroke her pussy?


You slide both of your hands inside her blouse and take hold of her breasts, squeezing her nipples gently between your fingers. She sighs happily. “Mmmm,” she murmurs. “That’s nice...”

You turn your attention to Alice’s screen, and finish helping her with her question as you continue to gently fondle her breasts. Then you withdraw your hands from her blouse, and…

sit down to have a chat with her.
return to your desk.


You push her skirt up above the waistband of her panties, slide your hand inside, and begin stroking her pussy. She moans softly, then clears her throat loudly to cover it up. As you curve your middle finger around and slip it inside her vagina, she gasps and closes her eyes.

You turn your attention back to Alice’s screen, and finish helping her with her question as you gently finger-fuck her and her arousal grows visibly. You continue fingering her as she valiantly tries to keep her moans silent, until she bends over her desk, shuddering in an intense orgasm and squealing into her elbow. You look around anxiously, but nobody seems to have noticed. You withdraw your hand from Alice’s panties as she sits up straight, her cheeks crimson, and you grin at her while she fans herself with one hand.

Once she has recovered herself a bit, you…

sit down to have a chat with her.
return to your desk.


Alice chuckles. “I’m sure,” she says. “But I’m not ready to go again just yet.”

“Fair enough,” you say. You turn your attention back to her screen, and finish helping her with her question. Then you…

sit down to have a chat with her.
return to your desk.


Lunchtime approaches, and you tidy up a bit of outstanding correspondence. Then you lock your computer, get to your feet, and head out of your cube. Alice is ready to leave too, so the two of you head out to lunch. You drive her to Borger’s Burgers, where you both order your usual meals. Alice sits down in a booth, and you...

sit down opposite her.
sit down next to her.


Alice is more than happy to converse, and the two of you begin to chat about various different things. You sit down on the chair in the corner of her cube, and she swings her chair around to face you. Immediately you get a nice look at her white panties, even though her knees are still together, because of the shortness of her skirt.

Seeing you staring hungrily at her panties, Alice smiles and parts her legs slightly, giving you a better view. You smile at her happily, and she giggles delightfully. Over the course of the next few minutes, she gradually eases her thighs wider and wider apart, which makes it very difficult to lift your eyes from her panties.

Eventually you reluctantly say, “Well, back to work. Thanks for the chat, Alice!”

She winks at you, and you return to your desk.

Continue.


It is almost time for your daily team meeting, and you run some reports in preparation. You head into the conference room and see several of your colleagues and underlings already assembled. You look at the available empty chairs, and choose to sit...

on Alice’s right.
opposite Alice.


You chat happily with Alice as you eat, and things seem to be going well. Then, during a lull in the conversation, you...

ask her if you can take a quick peek beneath the table at her legs.
ask her to do a poo in her panties.


Alice smiles as you sit next to her, and the two of you spend a very pleasant lunch, chatting and laughing together. But you are desperate for some more intimacy, and when the conversation lapses briefly, you…

ask her to do a poo in her panties.
reach between her thighs and slide your hand up her skirt.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
place your hand on Alice’s thigh.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
mouth the word “poo” to Alice.


Alice laughs. “Silly man,” she says. “All right then, if it’ll make you happy.”

You grin, and duck your head beneath the table. To your delight, she has opened her knees wide apart, and you get a good long look at her white panties. After almost a minute of happy staring, you sit up straight once more.

“Awesome!” you exclaim.

Alice laughs. “You’re welcome,” she says.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive Alice back to work.

Continue.


Alice laughs. “You’re really keen for me to do that again, aren’t you?” she says. “But we’re in a restaurant! It’ll make an awful smell. They’ll kick us out!”

“If we stick around,” you say. “But you can always hurry to the bathroom as soon as it’s … you know … all come out.”

Alice shakes her head in amusement. “I just don’t think I’m all that in the mood for it right now,” she says. “Try me later, okay?”

“Okay,” you say. “I certainly don’t want to be pushy about it.”

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive Alice back to work.

Continue.


Alice laughs. “You’re really keen for me to do that again, aren’t you?” she says. “But we’re in a restaurant! It’ll make an awful smell. They’ll kick us out!”

“If we stick around,” you say. “But you can always hurry to the bathroom as soon as it’s … you know … all come out.”

Alice shakes her head in amusement, but you take the opportunity to lean in and kiss her – gently at first, then more passionately. When you eventually pull away, she is looking a little breathless.

“Please?” you say.

She chuckles, and says, “All right – I’ll see what I can do.”

She puts her hands down on the seat, either side of her hips, and lifts her bottom slightly. Bowing her head, she strains hard for a few seconds, then grunts with effort. Straining again, she mutters through clenched teeth, “Here it comes…”

You watch her with wide eyes as she slowly pushes out a poo into her panties. You slip your hand between her legs, and reach back to feel the bulge growing beneath her anus. “Go on … push…” you encourage her.

Straining again, Alice pushes out some more poo, and then she stops, panting. “That’s all I can manage for now.”

Judging by the feel of the bulge, it is the size of an average orange. The smell is by now getting quite strong, and the two of you quickly get to your feet. As Alice starts towards the toilets, you...

say, “I’ll meet you outside once you’ve cleaned up, okay?”
pull her instead towards the door, saying, “Come on – this way.”


You reach up Alice’s skirt, which makes her giggle. But as you start stroking her pussy through her panties, she closes her eyes and starts to breathe heavily. “Mmmm, that’s nice,” she murmurs. She eases her legs apart to allow you better access.

Then, as you caress her clitoris through the thin material, she turns and kisses you on the lips. Your tongue swirls around hers, and you reach up to the waistband of her panties so you can slip your hand inside. She does not stop you, so you plunge your hand into her panties, cupping her pussy and stroking it gently, probing between her labia with your middle finger. As you find the opening of her vagina and start to slide it in, she moans with pleasure. You start to finger-fuck her in earnest, and she begins to squeal quietly into your shoulder as she bites your shirt.

Her body begins to shake as her orgasm approaches, and then, burying her face in your shoulder, she utters a long, muffled moan as her orgasm hits.

“Oh my god,” she pants, as she finally pulls away from you.

“You’re welcome,” you say with a smile.

She kisses you on the lips, then says, “I’ll have to do something special for you later.”

“Okay!” you say happily.

The two of you finish your meals, and you drive her back to work.

Continue.


Nobody says anything, so your boss takes over and makes some announcements, and then your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report. Finally the meeting ends.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


Carla makes some announcements, then another of your colleagues, Stuart, gives his daily production report. Finally, the meeting is over.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you subtly reach between Alice’s thighs and start stroking her pussy through her panties. Then you carefully work your hand inside her panties in order to rub her clitoris and labia. Soon she is beginning to breathe heavily.

“Are you all right, Alice?” asks Carla.

“Yes!” replies Alice, her cheeks flushing slightly. “Sorry – just feeling a little light-headed. But I’m okay. Please go on.”

“All right then,” says Carla, and she continues with her announcements. You carry on rubbing Alice’s pussy, and then you manage to worm a finger inside her, though you cannot get it very deep on account of the awkward angle. To Alice’s credit, she manages to keep a straight face despite your finger being inside her, though her cheeks turn very red.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. You and Alice leave the room and return to your respective cubes, and you start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you catch Alice’s eye, and mouth the word “poo”. At first she looks puzzled, then her eyes widen as she realises what you are suggesting. She quickly shakes her head, and gives you a look that suggests she thinks you are crazy. You grin at her, and shrug as if to say, “Well, I tried”.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. You and Alice return to your respective cubes, and you start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


Half an hour later, Alice comes over to your cube and says, “I’m ready for my training session, Mr Trainer.”

You grin at her and say, “All right then!”

You undock your laptop and carry it through to the nearest conference room. As Alice sits down, you set it up in front of her, and then the two of you turn towards each other and kiss passionately.

When you finally pull apart, Alice smiles at you and says, “What now?”

You grin and reply, “I’d like...

to fuck you again.”
you to do another poo in your panties.”


Alice takes off her panties, lies back on the table, lifts her legs up and spreads them apart, and sighs happily as you sink your erection deep into her vagina.

She uses your shoulder to stifle her moans of pleasure, but you take your time, building her arousal by degrees, until eventually you can tell she is about to climax. You increase the pace of your thrusting to bring about your own orgasm, and this sends her over the edge. The two of you climax together, and then you collapse into her arms.

The rest of the training session is not very productive, since the two of you cannot refrain from frequently kissing each other, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


Alice chuckles. “I thought you might. Very well, you strange man, I’ll do it.”

She gets up and leans over the table, resting on her elbows. Then she strains, and starts to push out a new poo into her panties. You eagerly watch a bulge forming and growing in the white material, and as it balloons to the size of an orange, you cup it in your hand.

“That’s it,” says Alice, panting a little. “How does it look?”

“It looks wonderful!” you enthuse. “I do wish it were a little larger, but…”

“Well my bowels only hold so much,” says Alice. “But perhaps if I eat more fibre, it might help…”

“It might indeed,” you agree.

You enjoy staring at and touching her bulge for the next ten minutes, but then, with the smell getting rather intense, both of you agree that it is time for Alice to clean up. She walks to the conference room, her bulge peeping below the hem of her skirt, and looks outside. “Off I go!” she says, and she hurries out, heading for the toilets. You watch her until she disappears from view, then you return to your desk.

Five minutes later, Alice returns from the toilet and sits down at her desk. You catch her eye, and she gives you a grin and a thumbs-up.

Continue.


Five o’clock rolls around, and you get ready to leave. Alice does the same, and you smile at her as she steps out of her cube. “Did you have a good day?” you ask her.

“Yes thanks,” says Alice with a grin.

“Good!” you reply. “Well, see you tomorrow then!”

You head home, have dinner, and watch some television. That night you fall asleep thinking about Alice, and how nice it will be to see her again…

Continue.


“Okay,” says Alice, and she walks quickly towards the toilets. You cannot help noticing that her bulge is not very impressive; it barely peeps below the hem of her skirt.

Five minutes later, Alice rejoins you in the car park. “It was quite dry,” she reports. “Not at all messy. I managed to salvage my panties. So, how was that for you?”

“It was good,” you say, nodding. “Thank you. The bulge was a little small though…”

“Well I’m sorry to disappoint!” says Alice. “I can only produce so much poo at once, you know. If you want me to produce more … well, I suppose I could start eating a lot of fibre…”

“That sounds like a good plan,” you say, and she laughs.

“I’ll think about it,” she says.

The two of you get into your car and head back to work. It is almost time for your daily team meeting, and you run some reports in preparation. You head into the conference room and see several of your colleagues and underlings already assembled. You look at the available empty chairs, and choose to sit...

on Alice’s right.
opposite Alice.


You lead Alice out of the restaurant’s front door and into the car park, where she stops and looks at you, perplexed. “But I was hoping to clean up in there!” she says.

“Oh … sorry,” you say.

Alice chuckles. “Oh but that would spoil your fun, I suppose! You want me to keep my poo in my panties for as long as possible, so that you can keep enjoying it – is that right?”

You blush, and nod. “Something like that.”

“Well at least you’re honest,” she says. “But what are you expecting me to do? Go back to the office like this, and walk to the toilets with my panties bulging down below my hemline?”

You walk around behind her and crouch down. “Actually it’s barely showing,” you report. “It’s rather a small bulge, actually.”

“Well there’s no need to sound so disappointed!” says Alice. “I can only produce so much poo at once. If you want me to produce more … well, I suppose I could start eating a lot of fibre…”

“That sounds like a good plan,” you say, and she laughs.

“I’ll think about it,” she says.

The two of you get into your car, Alice taking care not to sit down fully on her poo, and you drive back to work. It is almost time for your daily team meeting, and you run some reports in preparation while Alice hurries straight to the toilet in order to clean up. When she returns, she stops by your desk and says, “It was quite dry and not at all messy – I managed to salvage my panties.”

“Good!” you say.

A few minutes later, you head into the conference room and see several of your colleagues and underlings already assembled. You look at the available empty chairs, and choose to sit...

on Alice’s right.
opposite Alice.


Five o’clock rolls around, and you get ready to leave. Alice does the same, and you smile at her as she steps out of her cube. “Did you have a good day?” you ask her.

“Yes thanks,” says Alice with a grin.

“Good!” you reply. “Well, see you tomorrow then!”

You wait until everyone has left, then you spend a couple of minutes flapping the conference room door to disperse the smell of Alice’s poo. Then you head home, have dinner, and watch some television. That night you fall asleep thinking about Alice, and how nice it will be to see her again…

Continue.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
place your hand on Alice’s thigh.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
kick off one shoe and reach out to stroke Alice’s leg with your foot.


Nobody says anything, so your boss takes over and makes some announcements, and then your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report. Finally the meeting ends.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


Carla makes some announcements, then another of your colleagues, Stuart, gives his daily production report. Finally, the meeting is over.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you subtly reach between Alice’s thighs and start stroking her pussy through her panties. Then you carefully work your hand inside her panties in order to rub her clitoris and labia. Soon she is beginning to breathe heavily.

“Are you all right, Alice?” asks Carla.

“Yes!” replies Alice, her cheeks flushing slightly. “Sorry – just feeling a little light-headed. But I’m okay. Please go on.”

“All right then,” says Carla, and she continues with her announcements. You carry on rubbing Alice’s pussy, and then you manage to worm a finger inside her, though you cannot get it very deep on account of the awkward angle. To Alice’s credit, she manages to keep a straight face despite your finger being inside her, though her cheeks turn very red.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. You and Alice leave the room and return to your respective cubes, and you start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you carefully ease your right foot out of its shoe, and then you roll your chair right up to the table and stick out your foot as far as it will reach. It soon connects with Alice’s leg, and you begin to stroke her shin with your sock-clad toes. She looks at you in surprise, then smiles as she realises what you are doing. You grin at her as you run your foot up to her knee, and slip it between her thighs. Alice does not stop you, but unfortunately the table is too broad to allow you to get very far.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. You and Alice return to your respective cubes, and you start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


Half an hour later, Alice comes over to your cube and says, “I’m ready for my training session, Mr Trainer.”

You grin at her and say, “All right then!”

You undock your laptop and carry it through to the nearest conference room. As Alice sits down, you set it up in front of her, and then the two of you turn towards each other and kiss passionately.

When you finally pull apart, Alice smiles at you and says, “What now?”

You grin and reply, “I’d like...

to fuck you again.”
you to do another poo in your panties.”


Alice takes off her panties, lies back on the table, lifts her legs up and spreads them apart, and sighs happily as you sink your erection deep into her vagina.

She uses your shoulder to stifle her moans of pleasure, but you take your time, building her arousal by degrees, until eventually you can tell she is about to climax. You increase the pace of your thrusting to bring about your own orgasm, and this sends her over the edge. The two of you climax together, and then you collapse into her arms.

The rest of the training session is not very productive, since the two of you cannot refrain from frequently kissing each other, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


Alice rolls her eyes. “You silly thing,” she says. “I’m not a poo factory! I’m not nearly ready enough to produce any more.”

“Well I just … I hoped maybe … never mind,” you say, feeling rather embarrassed.

She laughs and kisses you, just to show you she is not annoyed with you.

The rest of the training session is not very productive, since the two of you cannot refrain from frequently kissing each other, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


You arrive for your next day at work feeling good, and looking forward to spending some more time with Alice. As you head down the aisle towards your cube, you see Alice nervously scurry into hers, wearing another unbelievably tiny skirt.

“Hi Alice,” you say, and she turns and smiles happily at you.

“Hi!” she replies. As you reach her cube, she sits down on her chair and swings it around to face you, keeping her legs wide apart so you have an unobstructed view of the front of her thong. “Is this outfit risky enough?” she asks impishly.

Noting that only two buttons on her blouse are fastened, you clear your throat, then say,

“I think you may be the sexiest woman on the planet!”
“It’s a start...”


Alice blushes, and smiles happily. “Thank you,” she says.

She turns back to her computer, while you head into your cube and sit at your own desk to start your day’s work.

Continue.


Alice pouts. “Just a start?” she says. She unbuttons her blouse completely, then, to your delight, takes it off completely, so that she is topless. “How about now?”

“Perfect!” you say with a grin, admiring her bare breasts.

She laughs, then turns back to her computer, hurriedly putting her blouse back on in the process, while you head into your cube and sit at your own desk to start your day’s work.

Continue.


The minutes tick by, and soon it is nine o’clock. By this time you are rather thirsty, and you get up to make yourself some tea. You are happy to see Alice emerging from her cube, carrying her pink mug.

“Nine o’clock drink time!” she laughs, and the two of you walk together down the aisle towards the kitchen.

As you make your drink, Alice walks over to the fridge, opens it, and bends over to fetch a carton of milk. You can’t help grinning as her tiny skirt rides up at the back to expose almost her entire bottom, and the thin strip of her thong between her buttocks. Feeling very aroused, you…

casually walk over, pull her thong aside, and insert a finger into her vagina.
say “Take off your clothes.”


Alice gasps as you pull her thong aside and slide your middle finger into her vagina. She lets you thrust it in and out of her, and even arches her back to allow you easier access. You add a second finger, and she moans with pleasure as you finger-fuck her.

“Someone could come in,” she says breathlessly.

“It’s possible,” you concede, but you…

merely increase the pace of your fingering.
unzip your trousers, take out your erection, and slide it into her vagina.


Alice straightens up and turns around, her eyes wide. “Seriously? Here?” she asks nervously.

“Yup,” you confirm, and you grin at her. “But only if you want to.”

Hesitating only a moment, Alice unbuttons her blouse and takes it off, followed by her shoes, skirt, and thong. “I do hope nobody comes in!” she says, looking anxiously at the doorway as she stands naked in front of the fridge.

“Good girl,” you say to her. “Now put your clothes back on, you crazy woman.”

She gapes indignantly, then sticks her tongue out at you. Quickly, she puts her clothes back on, but as she prepares to fasten her blouse buttons, you stop her.

“Wait – leave it unbuttoned,” you say.

She pauses, then drops her hands. “You are so going to get me fired, Bob!” she says.

“If we meet someone on the way back to our cubes, just get behind me,” you say.

Having both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.


Alice’s moans of pleasure intensify as you rapidly thrust your fingers in and out of her, until eventually she climaxes, moaning loudly into the fridge.

You withdraw your fingers and look around nervously as she straightens up.

“We should probably get back to w...” you begin, but she silences you with a kiss.

“Thank you,” she says with a contented smile. “That was lovely.”

“You’re welcome,” you reply.

Having both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.


“Oh my god, you crazy man!” Alice gasps as you ease your erect penis inside her. But she remains bent over and does not attempt to stop you as you begin to fuck her with powerful thrusts. You feel light-headed – anybody from the office could at any moment walk into the kitchen to make themselves a drink or fetch something from the fridge – but you are past caring as your arousal builds toward a climax.

Normally you would prolong the experience, but time is not on your side, so you do not hold back in the slightest as you pound your erection into Alice as hard and as fast as you possibly can. Soon you are groaning in your orgasm as you pump your semen deep into her vagina. Then, after just a few seconds to get your breath back, you pull out of her and hastily tuck your penis away.

Alice straightens up and turns around, looking very flushed. She grabs your face and kisses you passionately on the lips. “Thank you,” she says, “that was wild!”

You chuckle. “The pleasure was all mine,” you say.

“Not all, certainly,” grins Alice.

Having both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.


Later in the morning, you wander over to Alice’s cube and ask how she’s doing.

“Not bad thanks,” she says, “but I do have a question...”

You lean on her desk as you peer at her screen. As she describes what she is doing, you happen to glance down at her chest and notice that her blouse is gaping somewhat, and inside, you can see her right breast, with no bra to conceal her pretty nipple. Will you...

move behind her and reach down into her blouse to caress her breasts?
start unbuttoning her blouse?
slide your hand into her thong and stroke her pussy?


You slide both of your hands inside her blouse and take hold of her breasts, squeezing her nipples gently between your fingers. She sighs happily. “Mmmm,” she murmurs. “That’s nice...”

You turn your attention to Alice’s screen, and finish helping her with her question as you continue to gently fondle her breasts. Then you withdraw your hands from her blouse, and…

sit down to have a chat with her.
return to your desk.


You push her skirt up above the waistband of her thong, slide your hand inside, and begin stroking her pussy. She moans softly, then clears her throat loudly to cover it up. As you curve your middle finger around and slip it inside her vagina, she gasps and closes her eyes.

You turn your attention back to Alice’s screen, and finish helping her with her question as you gently finger-fuck her and her arousal grows visibly. You continue fingering her as she valiantly tries to keep her moans silent, until she bends over her desk, shuddering in an intense orgasm and squealing into her elbow. You look around anxiously, but nobody seems to have noticed. You withdraw your hand from Alice’s thong as she sits up straight, her cheeks crimson, and you grin at her while she fans herself with one hand.

Once she has recovered herself a bit, you…

sit down to have a chat with her.
return to your desk.


You begin unfastening Alice’s buttons, and she makes no move to stop you. When you have undone the last one, you pull open her blouse to expose her breasts. Then you start to pull it off both of her shoulders, which makes her whimper uneasily.

“You want me sitting topless at my desk?” she asks in a low voice, as she tugs a hand out of each sleeve. “You’re crazy!”

You fold up her blouse and lay it on her desk, then you turn your attention back to her screen, and finish helping her with her question. Eventually, and to her obvious relief, you hand her her blouse and she quickly puts it back on. Then you...

sit down to have a chat with her.
return to your desk.


Lunchtime approaches, and you tidy up a bit of outstanding correspondence. Then you lock your computer, get to your feet, and head out of your cube. Alice is ready to leave too, so the two of you head out to lunch. You drive her to Borger’s Burgers, where you both order your usual meals. Alice sits down in a booth, and you...

sit down opposite her.
sit down next to her.


Alice is more than happy to converse, and the two of you begin to chat about various different things. You sit down on the chair in the corner of her cube, and she swings her chair around to face you, keeping her knees well apart so that you get a nice look at her white thong.

Seeing you staring hungrily at it, Alice grins and opens her legs obscenely wide, hooking her knees over the arm-rests of her chair. Your jaw drops in excitement, and she giggles delightfully. Over the course of the next few minutes, she casually strokes the front of her thong with her fingers, which makes it very difficult to concentrate on anything she is saying.

Eventually you reluctantly say, “Well, back to work. Thanks for the chat, Alice!”

She winks at you, and you return to your desk.

Continue.


It is almost time for your daily team meeting, and you run some reports in preparation. You head into the conference room and see several of your colleagues and underlings already assembled. You look at the available empty chairs, and choose to sit...

on Alice’s right.
opposite Alice.


You chat happily with Alice as you eat, and things seem to be going well. Then, during a lull in the conversation, you...

ask her if you can take a quick peek beneath the table at her legs.
tell her you’d love to see her in an even shorter skirt.
ask her to take off her skirt.


Alice smiles as you sit next to her, and the two of you spend a very pleasant lunch, chatting and laughing together. But you are desperate for some more intimacy, and when the conversation lapses briefly, you…

reach into her blouse and start caressing her breast.
reach between her thighs and slide your hand up her skirt.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
slip your hand into Alice’s thong.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
kick off one shoe and reach out to stroke Alice’s leg with your foot.


Alice laughs. “Silly man,” she says. “All right then, if it’ll make you happy.”

You grin, and duck your head beneath the table. To your delight, she has opened her knees wide apart, and you get a good long look at her white thong. After almost a minute of happy staring, you sit up straight once more.

“Awesome!” you exclaim.

Alice laughs. “You’re welcome,” she says.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive Alice back to work.

Continue.


Alice laughs. “Silly man – isn’t this short enough?” she says. “I keep expecting Carla to summon me to her office and fire me.”

“Oh I do hope that doesn’t happen,” you say, shuddering at the thought.

Alice nods. “Me too,” she says.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive Alice back to work.

Continue.


Alice glances around nervously. “Right now?” she says.

You nod. “And put it on the table next to you.”

She bites her lip, then reaches down to her side and unzips her skirt. Lifting her bottom off the seat, she pulls her skirt down, then retrieves it from under the table. Folding it up, she places it on the table beside her.

“What now?” she says, raising an eyebrow.

“We continue with our meal,” you say. “You can put it back on when we’re ready to leave.”

“Okay,” says Alice. Then, after a moment’s thought, she adds, “You’re a bad influence on me, Bob – you keep making me do all kinds of naughty things!”

You laugh. “Admit it, though – you enjoy it.”

She smiles. “Maybe,” she concedes.

The two of you finish your meals, and then, once Alice has put her skirt back on, you drive her back to work.

Continue.


Alice chuckles as you begin caressing her left breast, but then she looks a little anxious. “Um, Bob, there’s a guy over there who’s watching us.”

“Is it someone from work?” you inquire.

“No, I don’t think so.”

“Then let him watch,” you say, and you continue fondling her breast. “In fact, would you mind undoing your buttons and exposing your breast so he can see better?”

Alice gasps. “I’m not about to show my tit to a total stranger!” she says.

“Okay,” you say, withdrawing your hand. “Sorry for asking.”

“It would turn you on if I did that?” she asks curiously.

You nod. “No big deal though.”

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive her back to work.

Continue.


You reach up Alice’s skirt, which makes her giggle. But as you start stroking her pussy through her thong, she closes her eyes and starts to breathe heavily. “Mmmm, that’s nice,” she murmurs. She eases her legs apart to allow you better access.

Then, as you caress her clitoris through the thin material, she turns and kisses you on the lips. Your tongue swirls around hers, and you reach up to the waistband of her thong so you can slip your hand inside. She does not stop you, so you plunge your hand into her thong, cupping her pussy and stroking it gently, probing between her labia with your middle finger. As you find the opening of her vagina and start to slide it in, she moans with pleasure. You start to finger-fuck her in earnest, and she begins to squeal quietly into your shoulder as she bites your shirt.

Her body begins to shake as her orgasm approaches, and then, burying her face in your shoulder, she utters a long, muffled moan as her orgasm hits.

“Oh my god,” she pants, as she finally pulls away from you.

“You’re welcome,” you say with a smile.

The two of you finish your meals, and you drive her back to work.

Continue.


Nobody says anything, so your boss takes over and makes some announcements, and then your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report. Finally the meeting ends.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


Carla makes some announcements, then another of your colleagues, Stuart, gives his daily production report. Finally, the meeting is over.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you subtly reach between Alice’s thighs and start stroking her pussy through her thong. Then you carefully work your hand inside her thong in order to rub her clitoris and labia. Soon she is beginning to breathe heavily.

“Are you all right, Alice?” asks Carla.

“Yes!” replies Alice, her cheeks flushing slightly. “Sorry – just feeling a little light-headed. But I’m okay. Please go on.”

“All right then,” says Carla, and she continues with her announcements. You carry on rubbing Alice’s pussy, and then you manage to worm a finger inside her, though you cannot get it very deep on account of the awkward angle. To Alice’s credit, she manages to keep a straight face despite your finger being inside her, though her cheeks turn very red.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. You and Alice leave the room and return to your respective cubes, and you start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you carefully ease your right foot out of its shoe, and then you roll your chair right up to the table and stick out your foot as far as it will reach. It soon connects with Alice’s leg, and you begin to stroke her shin with your sock-clad toes. She looks at you in surprise, then smiles as she realises what you are doing. You grin at her as you run your foot up to her knee, and slip it between her thighs. Alice does not stop you, but unfortunately the table is too broad to allow you to get very far.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. You and Alice return to your respective cubes, and you start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


Half an hour later, Alice comes over to your cube and says, “I’m ready for my training session, Mr Trainer.”

You grin at her and say, “All right then!”

You undock your laptop and carry it through to the nearest conference room. As Alice sits down, you set it up in front of her, and then the two of you turn towards each other and kiss passionately.

You start unbuttoning her blouse, and soon you have her topless. Then she stands up, and her skirt and thong soon fall to the ground. Finally she kicks her shoes off, and smiles at you with her eyes shining. “Now I’m naked,” she says, “what are you planning to do to me?”

You reply, “I want to...

fuck you on the table.”
fuck your anus.”
fuck you in the men’s toilet.”


Alice lies back on the table, lifts her legs up and spreads them apart, and sighs happily as you sink your erection deep into her vagina.

She uses your shoulder to stifle her moans of pleasure, but you take your time, building her arousal by degrees, until eventually you can tell she is about to climax. You increase the pace of your thrusting to bring about your own orgasm, and this sends her over the edge. The two of you climax together, and then you collapse into her arms.

At your request, Alice remains naked for the rest of the hour. Then, after a long, passionate kiss, she puts her clothes back on, and the two of you return to your desks. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


Alice bends over the table, and gasps as you slowly sink your erection into her rectum. You fuck her slowly at first, then, as her arousal grows, you pick up the pace.

“Oh Bob,” Alice whispers contentedly. “This is so dirty ... and so nice. Fuck my arse! Fuck it harder!”

You pound your cock into her anus with faster and more powerful strokes, until, with a groan of pleasure, you pump her rectum full of your sperm. Panting, you collapse on top of her, and cuddle her back for a minute. Then you pull out of her and tuck your wilting penis away.

At your request, Alice remains naked for the rest of the hour. Then, after a long, passionate kiss, she puts her clothes back on, and the two of you return to your desks. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


Alice’s eyes widen. “That’s insane – do you expect me to get there naked?”

“Yup,” you say. “I’ll help, of course, by going ahead of you and signalling when the coast is clear.”

Alice gulps. “Okay...” she says nervously. You walk over to the door, peer out, then lead Alice out of the conference room. Nobody is currently looking your way or even wandering the aisles nearby, so you hurry towards the toilets, and pause at the end of one of the aisles. Looking around, you see no signs of danger, so you beckon to Alice, who, with a rather panic-stricken look, dashes towards you with her breasts bouncing. She crouches down by the cube wall at the end of one of the aisles; on the other side of the wall, a purchasing clerk obliviously plays Minecraft.

You walk quickly to the toilets, turn again, and look around. Joanna, a sales manager, is heading down one of the aisles, aiming straight for you. You pretend that your phone is buzzing and pull it out, smiling at Joanna as she approaches. You avoid looking at Alice, for if Joanna turns around, following your gaze, she will see Alice immediately.

Fortunately Joanna heads straight into the women’s toilet, and you frantically beckon to Alice, who comes running over. You pull her into the men’s, where you see Ken, your underling and Alice’s colleague, finishing up at a urinal. As he flushes, you and Alice hurry into one of the stalls and close the door.

Once Ken has left, Alice shivers. “It’s cold in here,” she says.

“Fortunately I know a good way of warming you up,” you tell her, and you pull her into your arms for a kiss. Then you take our your erection and, bending Alice over the toilet, you ease yourself into her moist vagina.

“This isn’t the most romantic setting,” says Alice a little glumly, as you start thrusting inside her.

“No,” you agree, “but wasn’t it exciting getting here?”

“It was scary!” says Alice. But she closes her eyes and starts to moan softly as your pounding of her pussy begins to take an effect on her.

A few minutes later, you groan as you pump your semen into her. She is still some way from her orgasm, but she makes no objection when you suggest returning to the conference room. Once again, you head out first, making sure the route is clear of pedestrian traffic, and Alice follows at a nervous run.

Back in the conference room, she heaves a sigh of relief. “Oh my god that was intense!” she gasps, but at that moment you take her in your arms and kiss her deeply.

At your request, Alice remains naked for the rest of the hour. Then, after another long, passionate kiss, she puts her clothes back on, and the two of you return to your desks. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


Five o’clock rolls around, and you get ready to leave. Alice does the same, and you smile at her as she steps out of her cube. “Did you have a good day?” you ask her.

“Yes thanks,” says Alice with a grin.

“Good!” you reply. “Well, see you tomorrow then!”

You head home, have dinner, and watch some television. That night you fall asleep thinking about Alice, and how nice it will be to see her again…

Continue.


You arrive for your next day at work feeling good, and looking forward to spending some more time with Alice. As you head down the aisle towards your cube, you see her already sitting at her desk. As you reach your cube, you glance into hers, and see that today she is again wearing a buttock-length microskirt.

“Hi Alice,” you say, and she looks up and smiles happily at you, then turns her chair around so that you get a nice look at the white triangle of her panties between her legs.

“Hi!” she replies.

You clear your throat, then say,

“No complaints about your skirts yet?”
“You look sensational!”


Alice grins. “Not so far,” she says. “Fingers crossed!”

She turns back to her computer, while you head into your cube and sit at your own desk to start your day’s work.

Continue.


Alice blushes. “Thank you!” she says.

She turns back to her computer, while you head into your cube and sit at your own desk to start your day’s work.

Continue.


The minutes tick by, and soon it is nine o’clock. By this time you are rather thirsty, and you get up to make yourself some tea. You are happy to see Alice emerging from her cube, carrying her pink mug.

“Nine o’clock drink time!” she laughs, and the two of you walk together down the aisle towards the kitchen.

As you make your drink, Alice walks over to the fridge, opens it, and bends over to fetch a carton of milk. You can’t help grinning as her tiny skirt rides up at the back to expose a considerable amount of her buttocks and white panties. Feeling very aroused, you…

casually walk over, pull her panties aside, and slide your erection into her vagina.
say “Any chance of you doing a poo in your panties, Alice…?”


“Oh my god, you crazy man!” Alice gasps as you ease your erect penis inside her. But she remains bent over and does not attempt to stop you as you begin to fuck her with powerful thrusts. You feel light-headed – anybody from the office could at any moment walk into the kitchen to make themselves a drink or fetch something from the fridge – but you are past caring as your arousal builds toward a climax.

Normally you would prolong the experience, but time is not on your side, so you do not hold back in the slightest as you pound your erection into Alice as hard and as fast as you possibly can. Soon you are groaning in your orgasm as you pump your semen deep into her vagina. Then, after just a few seconds to get your breath back, you pull out of her and hastily tuck your penis away.

Alice straightens up and turns around, looking very flushed. She grabs your face and kisses you passionately on the lips. “Thank you,” she says, “that was wild!”

You chuckle. “The pleasure was all mine,” you say.

“Not all, certainly,” grins Alice.

Having both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.


“I’ll give it a go,” says Alice, while still bent over. “I ate a large dinner last night, and also had lots of All Bran – just for you.” She puts her hands on her knees, moves her feet apart, and squats slightly. “Mmmmphhh.”

You watch in excitement as a lump appears in the back of her panties. It grows larger, bulging downward, then is pushed aside by another lump, that also grows and gradually merges with the first. The resulting bulge continues to increase in size while Alice grunts and strains.

“Wow,” you say, “that’s brilliant!”

Alice laughs. “Almost done,” she says, and she pushes again. The bulge grows just a little bit more, and then stops. It is almost the size of a grapefruit.

With your eyes gleaming, you…

walk over and cup the bulge with your hand.
say, “Thank you Alice – that’s a beautiful sight.”


You cup the bulge with your hand, and squeeze it slightly against her buttocks and pussy. Alice gasps. “Mmmm,” she says, as you begin to slide it up and down gently. “That’s not at all a bad feeling… But I should probably go and clean up before we stink up this room too much.”

“Pity you have to clean up right away,” you say regretfully.

“If you want either of us to keep our jobs,” she says, standing up, “unfortunately it must be done.” She turns and gives you a kiss. “But I’ll do this for you again – don’t worry.”

As she walks ahead of you out of the room and towards the toilets, you admire her bulging panties, which are sagging about two inches below the hem of her tiny skirt. Once she has disappeared into the ladies’, you return to your desk. Five minutes later, Alice returns to hers, giving you a wink as she sits down.

Continue.


Alice laughs, and wiggles her bottom sexily for a few moments, making her bulging panties sway back and forth in a manner you find quite hypnotic. Then she straightens up and turns around. “I thought you might enjoy that,” she says with a smile. “Now I’d better go and clean myself up before anyone sees me or smells my poo.”

“Pity you have to clean up right away,” you say regretfully.

“If you want either of us to keep our jobs,” she says, standing up, “unfortunately it must be done.” She comes over and gives you a kiss. “But I’ll do this for you again – don’t worry.”

As she walks ahead of you out of the room and towards the toilets, you admire her bulging panties, which are sagging about two inches below the hem of her tiny skirt. Once she has disappeared into the ladies’, you return to your desk. Five minutes later, Alice returns to hers, giving you a wink as she sits down.

Continue.


Later in the morning, you wander over to Alice’s cube and ask how she’s doing.

“Not bad thanks,” she says, “but I do have a question...”

You lean on her desk as you peer at her screen. As she describes what she is doing, you happen to glance down at her chest and notice that her blouse is gaping somewhat, and inside, you can see her right breast, with no bra to conceal her pretty nipple. Will you...

move behind her and reach down into her blouse to caress her breasts?
whisper in her ear that you can’t wait to see her fill her panties with poo again?
slide your hand into her panties and stroke her pussy?


You slide both of your hands inside her blouse and take hold of her breasts, squeezing her nipples gently between your fingers. She sighs happily. “Mmmm,” she murmurs. “That’s nice...”

You turn your attention to Alice’s screen, and finish helping her with her question as you continue to gently fondle her breasts. Then you withdraw your hands from her blouse, and…

sit down to have a chat with her.
return to your desk.


You push her skirt up above the waistband of her panties, slide your hand inside, and begin stroking her pussy. She moans softly, then clears her throat loudly to cover it up. As you curve your middle finger around and slip it inside her vagina, she gasps and closes her eyes.

You turn your attention back to Alice’s screen, and finish helping her with her question as you gently finger-fuck her and her arousal grows visibly. You continue fingering her as she valiantly tries to keep her moans silent, until she bends over her desk, shuddering in an intense orgasm and squealing into her elbow. You look around anxiously, but nobody seems to have noticed. You withdraw your hand from Alice’s panties as she sits up straight, her cheeks crimson, and you grin at her while she fans herself with one hand.

Once she has recovered herself a bit, you…

sit down to have a chat with her.
return to your desk.


Alice chuckles. “I’m sure,” she says. “But I can’t do it here – everyone will smell it almost immediately!”

“Not if you’re quick,” you reply. “You could run to the toilet as soon as you’ve finished your poo. I doubt anyone will see, but even if they do, they’ll just think you had an accident and are going to clean it up. They won’t suspect it was deliberate.”

Alice bites her lip. “Okay,” she says. “I’ll give it a go. I ate a large dinner last night, and also had lots of All Bran – just for you. Better find yourself a good vantage point, because this will be a short show!”

You beam, and sit down in the chair in the corner of her cube. Facing away from you, Alice leans over her desk, resting on her elbows. In this position, her skirt only covers half of her panties, and you watch the exposed half eagerly as she begins to strain. After a few seconds, a lump appears as her panties tent away from her buttocks. It quickly grows larger, spreading out and sagging down as it gets heavier. You are thrilled – you can’t believe she is actually pooping her panties in her cube!

The bulge grows bigger and bigger, until it reaches roughly the size of a grapefruit. Then Alice stands up straight, turns around, flashes you a rather anxious smile, then hurriedly walks out of her cube and down the aisle towards the toilets. You follow her out of the cube and watch her retreating figure; the bulge in her panties is hanging down about two inches below the hem of her skirt. It is an amazing sight.

Sighing happily, you return to your desk. Five minutes later, Alice returns to hers, giving you a wink as she sits down.

Continue.


Lunchtime approaches, and you tidy up a bit of outstanding correspondence. Then you lock your computer, get to your feet, and head out of your cube. Alice is ready to leave too, so the two of you head out to lunch. You drive her to Borger’s Burgers, where you both order your usual meals. Alice sits down in a booth, and you...

sit down opposite her.
sit down next to her.


Alice is more than happy to converse, and the two of you begin to chat about various different things. You sit down on the chair in the corner of her cube, and she swings her chair around to face you. Immediately you get a nice look at her white panties, even though her knees are still together, because of the shortness of her skirt.

Seeing you staring hungrily at her panties, Alice smiles and parts her legs slightly, giving you a better view. You smile at her happily, and she giggles delightfully. Over the course of the next few minutes, she gradually eases her thighs wider and wider apart, which makes it very difficult to lift your eyes from her panties.

Eventually you reluctantly say, “Well, back to work. Thanks for the chat, Alice!”

She winks at you, and you return to your desk.

Continue.


It is almost time for your daily team meeting, and you run some reports in preparation. You head into the conference room and see several of your colleagues and underlings already assembled. You look at the available empty chairs, and choose to sit...

on Alice’s right.
opposite Alice.


You chat happily with Alice as you eat, and things seem to be going well. Then, during a lull in the conversation, you...

ask her if you can take a quick peek beneath the table at her legs.
ask her to do a poo in her panties.


Alice smiles as you sit next to her, and the two of you spend a very pleasant lunch, chatting and laughing together. But you are desperate for some more intimacy, and when the conversation lapses briefly, you…

ask her to do a poo in her panties.
reach between her thighs and slide your hand up her skirt.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
place your hand on Alice’s thigh.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
mouth the word “poo” to Alice.


Alice laughs. “Silly man,” she says. “All right then, if it’ll make you happy.”

You grin, and duck your head beneath the table. To your delight, she has opened her knees wide apart, and you get a good long look at her white panties. After almost a minute of happy staring, you sit up straight once more.

“Awesome!” you exclaim.

Alice laughs. “You’re welcome,” she says.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive Alice back to work.

Continue.


Alice laughs. “Right now?” she says. “All right, I’ll give it a go. I ate a large dinner last night, and also had lots of All Bran – just for you. But I’ll have to get to the toilet pretty quickly as soon as I’m done, or we’ll get kicked out and probably barred forever.”

You nod. “Okay.”

Alice puts her hands down on the seat, either side of her hips, and lifts her bottom slightly. Bowing her head, she strains hard for a few seconds, then grunts with effort. Straining again, she mutters through clenched teeth, “Here it comes…”

You duck your head down beneath the table to look at her panties. You can see her legs, spread apart, and her panties in the middle … and as you watch, a lump appears at the bottom of her panties. It grows steadily larger, then pauses for a moment, then grows rapidly larger still. Another pause, and then it gets even bigger.

“Okay, I’m done,” says Alice in a hoarse whisper.

You sit up straight and beam at her. “That’s fantastic!” you say. “Thank you!”

Alice smiles at you. “You’re welcome,” she says. “But now I’d better get cleaned up!”

Both of you get up from the table. As Alice starts towards the toilets, you...

say, “I’ll meet you outside once you’ve cleaned up, okay?”
pull her instead towards the door, saying, “Come on – this way.”


Alice laughs. “You’re really keen for me to do that again, aren’t you?” she says. “But we’re in a restaurant! It’ll make an awful smell. They’ll kick us out!”

“If we stick around,” you say. “But you can always hurry to the bathroom as soon as it’s … you know … all come out.”

Alice shakes her head in amusement, but you take the opportunity to lean in and kiss her – gently at first, then more passionately. When you eventually pull away, she is looking a little breathless.

“Please?” you say.

She chuckles, and says, “All right – I’ll see what I can do.”

She puts her hands down on the seat, either side of her hips, and lifts her bottom slightly. Bowing her head, she strains hard for a few seconds, then utters a little grunt of effort. Straining again, she mutters through clenched teeth, “Here it comes…”

You watch her with wide eyes as she slowly pushes out a poo into her panties. You slip your hand between her legs, and reach back to feel the bulge growing beneath her anus. “Go on … push…” you encourage her.

Straining again, Alice pushes out some more poo, and the warm, soft bulge in her panties expands in your hand. She takes a breath, then strains again, and the bulge gets even bigger. Finally she stops, panting. “That’s all of it.”

Judging by the feel of the bulge, it is the size of a grapefruit. The smell is by now getting quite strong, and the two of you quickly get to your feet. As Alice starts towards the toilets, you...

say, “I’ll meet you outside once you’ve cleaned up, okay?”
pull her instead towards the door, saying, “Come on – this way.”


You reach up Alice’s skirt, which makes her giggle. But as you start stroking her pussy through her panties, she closes her eyes and starts to breathe heavily. “Mmmm, that’s nice,” she murmurs. She eases her legs apart to allow you better access.

Then, as you caress her clitoris through the thin material, she turns and kisses you on the lips. Your tongue swirls around hers, and you reach up to the waistband of her panties so you can slip your hand inside. She does not stop you, so you plunge your hand into her panties, cupping her pussy and stroking it gently, probing between her labia with your middle finger. As you find the opening of her vagina and start to slide it in, she moans with pleasure. You start to finger-fuck her in earnest, and she begins to squeal quietly into your shoulder as she bites your shirt.

Her body begins to shake as her orgasm approaches, and then, burying her face in your shoulder, she utters a long, muffled moan as her orgasm hits.

“Oh my god,” she pants, as she finally pulls away from you.

“You’re welcome,” you say with a smile.

She kisses you on the lips, then says, “I’ll have to do something special for you later.”

“Okay!” you say happily.

The two of you finish your meals, and you drive her back to work.

Continue.


Nobody says anything, so your boss takes over and makes some announcements, and then your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report. Finally the meeting ends.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


Carla makes some announcements, then another of your colleagues, Stuart, gives his daily production report. Finally, the meeting is over.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you subtly reach between Alice’s thighs and start stroking her pussy through her panties. Then you carefully work your hand inside her panties in order to rub her clitoris and labia. Soon she is beginning to breathe heavily.

“Are you all right, Alice?” asks Carla.

“Yes!” replies Alice, her cheeks flushing slightly. “Sorry – just feeling a little light-headed. But I’m okay. Please go on.”

“All right then,” says Carla, and she continues with her announcements. You carry on rubbing Alice’s pussy, and then you manage to worm a finger inside her, though you cannot get it very deep on account of the awkward angle. To Alice’s credit, she manages to keep a straight face despite your finger being inside her, though her cheeks turn very red.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. You and Alice leave the room and return to your respective cubes, and you start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you catch Alice’s eye, and mouth the word “poo”. At first she looks puzzled, then her eyes widen as she realises what you are suggesting. She quickly shakes her head, and gives you a look that suggests she thinks you are crazy. You grin at her, and shrug as if to say, “Well, I tried”.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. You and Alice return to your respective cubes, and you start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


Half an hour later, Alice comes over to your cube and says, “I’m ready for my training session, Mr Trainer.”

You grin at her and say, “All right then!”

You undock your laptop and carry it through to the nearest conference room. As Alice sits down, you set it up in front of her, and then the two of you turn towards each other and kiss passionately.

When you finally pull apart, Alice smiles at you and says, “What now?”

You grin and reply, “I’d like...

to fuck you again.”
you to do another poo in your panties.”


Alice takes off her panties, lies back on the table, lifts her legs up and spreads them apart, and sighs happily as you sink your erection deep into her vagina.

She uses your shoulder to stifle her moans of pleasure, but you take your time, building her arousal by degrees, until eventually you can tell she is about to climax. You increase the pace of your thrusting to bring about your own orgasm, and this sends her over the edge. The two of you climax together, and then you collapse into her arms.

The rest of the training session is not very productive, since the two of you cannot refrain from frequently kissing each other, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


Alice chuckles. “I expected as much. Sure, I’ll be happy to.”

She gets up and leans over the table, resting on her elbows. Then she strains, and starts to push out a new poo into her panties. You eagerly watch a bulge forming and growing in the white material, and as it balloons to the size of an orange, you cup it in your hand. She strains again, and the bulge grows even bigger, swelling, after a couple more pushes, to the size of a large grapefruit.

“That’s it,” says Alice, panting a little. “How does it look?”

“It looks wonderful!” you enthuse. “What a lovely bulge!”

Alice chuckles. “Well, enjoy,” she says. “This is all for you.”

You gently massage her bulge for the next five minutes, squishing it very slightly against her buttocks and pussy, and sliding it around until Alice begins to moan with pleasure. “This is … interesting!” she gasps. “I never thought it would be arousing to have poo in my panties, but the way you’re rubbing it against me … is … nice!”

You smile. “Lie down on the table,” you say.

She climbs on to the table and carefully lies down, with her bottom at the very edge and her legs held up and apart, with her knees bent. “What are you going to do?” she asks, wide-eyed.

You grin at her, and…

pull the gusset of her panties to one side so that you can fuck her.
start rubbing her poo into her pussy, to get her really excited.


Five o’clock rolls around, and you get ready to leave. Alice does the same, and you smile at her as she steps out of her cube. “Did you have a good day?” you ask her.

“Yes thanks,” says Alice with a grin.

“Good!” you reply. “Well, see you tomorrow then!”

You head home, have dinner, and watch some television. That night you fall asleep thinking about Alice, and how nice it will be to see her again…

Continue.


“Okay,” says Alice, and she walks quickly towards the toilets. You watch her departure with a grin, admiring the impressive bulge in her panties, which is sagging at least two inches below the hem of her skirt.

Five minutes later, Alice rejoins you in the car park. “It was quite messy,” she says. “I washed my panties out, but of course they’re too wet to put on again, so I’m going commando right now!”

“Awesome!” you say. “Thank you so much for filling your panties with poo again – it was amazing.”

“You’re welcome!” says Alice with a grin. “Any time.” And she winks at you.

The two of you get into your car and head back to work. It is almost time for your daily team meeting, and you run some reports in preparation. You head into the conference room and see several of your colleagues and underlings already assembled. You look at the available empty chairs, and choose to sit...

on Alice’s right.
opposite Alice.


You lead Alice out of the restaurant’s front door and into the car park, where she stops and looks at you, perplexed. “But I was hoping to clean up in there!” she says.

“Oh … sorry,” you say.

Alice chuckles. “Oh but that would spoil your fun, I suppose! You want me to keep my poo in my panties for as long as possible, so that you can keep enjoying it – is that right?”

You blush, and nod. “Something like that.”

“Well at least you’re honest,” she says. “But what are you expecting me to do? Go back to the office like this, and walk to the toilets with my panties bulging down below my hemline?”

You walk around behind her and admire her bulging panties, which are sagging a couple of inches below the hem of her skirt. “I guess you’ll have to walk quickly,” you say, “and hope that nobody sees you.”

Alice chuckles. “Well if I get fired, don’t say I didn’t warn you!”

The two of you get into your car, Alice taking care not to sit down fully on her poo, and you drive back to work. It is almost time for your daily team meeting, and you run some reports in preparation while Alice hurries straight to the toilet in order to clean up. When she returns, she stops by your desk and says, “It was quite messy,” she says. “I washed my panties out, but of course they’re too wet to put on again, so I’m going commando right now!”

“Cool!” you say.

A few minutes later, you head into the conference room and see several of your colleagues and underlings already assembled. You look at the available empty chairs, and choose to sit...

on Alice’s right.
opposite Alice.


Pulling Alice’s panties to one side, you find her pussy less messy than you would have expected. You drop your trousers and boxers, and ease your erection into Alice’s vagina. As you fuck her, you get a little of her poo on your groin area, but it does not detract too much from the amazing feeling of thrusting inside her while she is wearing panties stuffed full of her poo.

“Ohhhh, this is so unbelievably dirty!” gasps Alice, arching her back as you pound your erection into her with rapid, powerful strokes. Your excitement builds and builds until, with a groan, you shoot your semen deep inside her. Panting, you rest your head on her chest for a moment, then you lift your head in order to passionately kiss her.

“I’d better clean up,” says Alice, as you straighten up and pull your penis out of her. She carefully gets down from the table as you wipe your groin clean with a couple of tissues. Then she tugs her skirt down as far as it will go, turns around, and says, “Is it terribly obvious that I’ve done a poo in my panties?”

You grin at the sight of her bulging panties sagging well over two inches below the hem of her skirt. “Yes it is,” you say. “And it’s a beautiful, hugely erotic sight. I wish you could stay like that for longer.”

Alice smiles. “I’m glad you like it so much. Honestly, I can’t believe how accepting I’ve become of the idea of having poo in my panties. I’m actually having a lot of fun with it. But, you know, if you want me to keep my job…”

You nod. “I know. Go and clean up.”

You leave the conference room with her, closing the door behind you, and then you watch her walk towards the toilets with a happy smile on your face. When she disappears from view, you return to your desk.

Five minutes later, Alice returns from the toilet and sits down at her desk. You catch her eye, and she gives you a grin and a thumbs-up.

Continue.


You cup the bulge in Alice’s panties and squish it upwards, shifting some of her poo into the front of her panties, with a thick lump over her pussy. Then you begin to gently rub it through the material, mashing it against her clitoris and smearing it back and forth rhythmically. Alice closes her eyes and starts breathing heavily. “This is so gross,” she murmurs, “but it feels so nice…”

After a few minutes of increasingly intense rubbing, she is moaning and writhing with pleasure. Then she shudders and utters a muffled squeal into her elbow, and you massage her poo sensuously against her pussy, vagina and anus as her orgasm explodes through her body.

“God that was amazing!” she gasps, climbing down from the table as you wipe your hand clean with a couple of tissues. “I may never do a poo anywhere but in my panties again!”

“Awesome!” you say with a grin. “Mission accomplished, then.”

She laughs, and says, “I’d better get cleaned up.” She tugs her skirt down and turns away from you. “On a scale from one to ten, how obvious is it that I’ve done a poo in my panties?”

You regard her brown, ruined panties, which are sagging unevenly a couple of inches below the hem of her skirt. “About a ten,” you say. “You’ll have to move quickly.”

You leave the conference room with her, closing the door behind you, and then you watch her walk towards the toilets with a happy smile on your face. When she disappears from view, you return to your desk.

Five minutes later, Alice returns from the toilet and sits down at her desk. You catch her eye, and she gives you a grin and a thumbs-up.

Continue.


Five o’clock rolls around, and you get ready to leave. Alice does the same, and you smile at her as she steps out of her cube. “Did you have a good day?” you ask her.

“Yes thanks,” says Alice with a grin.

“Good!” you reply. “Well, see you tomorrow then!”

You wait until everyone has left, then you spend a couple of minutes flapping the conference room door to disperse the smell of Alice’s poo. Then you head home, have dinner, and watch some television. That night you fall asleep thinking about Alice, and how nice it will be to see her again…

Continue.


Later in the morning, you wander over to Alice’s cube and ask how she’s doing.

“Not bad thanks,” she says, “but I do have a question...”

You lean on her desk as you peer at her screen. As she describes what she is doing, you happen to glance down at her chest and notice that her blouse is gaping somewhat, and inside, you can see her right breast, with no bra to conceal her pretty nipple. Will you...

move behind her and reach down into her blouse to caress her breasts?
whisper in her ear that you can’t wait to see her fill her panties with poo again?
slide your hand between her legs and stroke her pussy?


You slide both of your hands inside her blouse and take hold of her breasts, squeezing her nipples gently between your fingers. She sighs happily. “Mmmm,” she murmurs. “That’s nice...”

You turn your attention to Alice’s screen, and finish helping her with her question as you continue to gently fondle her breasts. Then you withdraw your hands from her blouse, and…

sit down to have a chat with her.
return to your desk.


You reach down between Alice’s legs and begin stroking her pussy. She moans softly, then clears her throat loudly to cover it up. As you curve your middle finger around and slip it inside her vagina, she gasps and closes her eyes.

You turn your attention back to Alice’s screen, and finish helping her with her question as you gently finger-fuck her and her arousal grows visibly. You continue fingering her as she valiantly tries to keep her moans silent, until she bends over her desk, shuddering in an intense orgasm and squealing into her elbow. You look around anxiously, but nobody seems to have noticed. You withdraw your hand as she sits up straight, her cheeks crimson, and you grin at her while she fans herself with one hand.

Once she has recovered herself a bit, you…

sit down to have a chat with her.
return to your desk.


Alice chuckles. “I’m sure,” she says. “But I’m not ready to go again just yet.”

“Fair enough,” you say. You turn your attention back to her screen, and finish helping her with her question. Then you…

sit down to have a chat with her.
return to your desk.


Lunchtime approaches, and you tidy up a bit of outstanding correspondence. Then you lock your computer, get to your feet, and head out of your cube. Alice is ready to leave too, so the two of you head out to lunch. You drive her to Borger’s Burgers, where you both order your usual meals. Alice sits down in a booth, and you...

sit down opposite her.
sit down next to her.


Alice is more than happy to converse, and the two of you begin to chat about various different things. You sit down on the chair in the corner of her cube, and she swings her chair around to face you. Immediately you get a nice look at the upper part of her pussy, even though her knees are still together, because of the shortness of her skirt.

Seeing you staring hungrily at her crotch, Alice smiles and parts her legs slightly, giving you a better view of her naked pussy. You smile at her happily, and she giggles delightfully. Over the course of the next few minutes, she gradually eases her thighs wider and wider apart, which makes it very difficult to lift your eyes from her pussy.

Eventually you reluctantly say, “Well, back to work. Thanks for the chat, Alice!”

She winks at you, and you return to your desk.

Continue.


It is almost time for your daily team meeting, and you run some reports in preparation. You head into the conference room and see several of your colleagues and underlings already assembled. You look at the available empty chairs, and choose to sit...

on Alice’s right.
opposite Alice.


You chat happily with Alice as you eat, and things seem to be going well. Then, during a lull in the conversation, you...

ask her if you can take a quick peek beneath the table at her legs.
ask her to do a poo.


Alice smiles as you sit next to her, and the two of you spend a very pleasant lunch, chatting and laughing together. But you are desperate for some more intimacy, and when the conversation lapses briefly, you…

ask her to do a poo.
reach between her thighs and slide your hand up her skirt.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
place your hand on Alice’s thigh.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
mouth the word “poo” to Alice.


Alice laughs. “Silly man,” she says. “All right then, if it’ll make you happy.”

You grin, and duck your head beneath the table. To your delight, she has opened her knees wide apart, and you get a good long look at her naked pussy. After almost a minute of happy staring, you sit up straight once more.

“Awesome!” you exclaim.

Alice laughs. “You’re welcome,” she says.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive Alice back to work.

Continue.


Alice laughs. “Silly bugger,” she says. “I’m not ready to go again just yet – and in any case, I’m not wearing panties – would you expect me to do it on the seat?”

“Two very good points,” you acknowledge, feeling a little embarrassed.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive Alice back to work.

Continue.


Alice laughs. “Silly bugger,” she says. “I’m not ready to go again just yet – and in any case, I’m not wearing panties – would you expect me to do it on the seat?”

“Two very good points,” you acknowledge, feeling a little embarrassed.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive Alice back to work.

Continue.


You reach up Alice’s skirt, which makes her giggle. But as you start stroking her pussy, she closes her eyes and starts to breathe heavily. “Mmmm, that’s nice,” she murmurs. She eases her legs apart to allow you better access.

Then, as you caress her clitoris, she turns and kisses you on the lips. Your tongue swirls around hers, and as you find the opening of her vagina and start to slide it in, she moans with pleasure. You start to finger-fuck her in earnest, and she begins to squeal quietly into your shoulder as she bites your shirt.

Her body begins to shake as her orgasm approaches, and then, burying her face in your shoulder, she utters a long, muffled moan as her orgasm hits.

“Oh my god,” she pants, as she finally pulls away from you.

“You’re welcome,” you say with a smile.

The two of you finish your meals, and you drive her back to work.

Continue.


Nobody says anything, so your boss takes over and makes some announcements, and then your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report. Finally the meeting ends.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


Carla makes some announcements, then another of your colleagues, Stuart, gives his daily production report. Finally, the meeting is over.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you subtly reach between Alice’s thighs and start stroking her pussy. Soon she is beginning to breathe heavily.

“Are you all right, Alice?” asks Carla.

“Yes!” replies Alice, her cheeks flushing slightly. “Sorry – just feeling a little light-headed. But I’m okay. Please go on.”

“All right then,” says Carla, and she continues with her announcements. You carry on rubbing Alice’s pussy, and then you manage to worm a finger inside her, though you cannot get it very deep on account of the awkward angle. To Alice’s credit, she manages to keep a straight face despite your finger being inside her, though her cheeks turn very red.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. You and Alice leave the room and return to your respective cubes, and you start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you catch Alice’s eye, and mouth the word “poo”. At first she looks puzzled, then her eyes widen as she realises what you are suggesting. She quickly shakes her head, and gives you a look that suggests she thinks you are crazy. You grin at her, and shrug as if to say, “Well, I tried”.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. You and Alice return to your respective cubes, and you start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


Half an hour later, Alice comes over to your cube and says, “I’m ready for my training session, Mr Trainer.”

You grin at her and say, “All right then!”

You undock your laptop and carry it through to the nearest conference room. As Alice sits down, you set it up in front of her, and then the two of you turn towards each other and kiss passionately.

When you finally pull apart, Alice smiles at you and says, “What now?”

You grin and reply, “I’d like...

to fuck you again.”
you to do another poo.”


Alice lies back on the table, lifts her legs up and spreads them apart, and sighs happily as you sink your erection deep into her vagina.

She uses your shoulder to stifle her moans of pleasure, but you take your time, building her arousal by degrees, until eventually you can tell she is about to climax. You increase the pace of your thrusting to bring about your own orgasm, and this sends her over the edge. The two of you climax together, and then you collapse into her arms.

The rest of the training session is not very productive, since the two of you cannot refrain from frequently kissing each other, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


Alice rolls her eyes. “You silly thing,” she says. “I’m not a poo factory! I’m not nearly ready enough to produce any more.”

“Well I just … I hoped maybe … never mind,” you say, feeling rather embarrassed.

She laughs and kisses you, just to show you she is not annoyed with you.

The rest of the training session is not very productive, since the two of you cannot refrain from frequently kissing each other, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


You arrive for your next day at work feeling good, and looking forward to spending some more time with Alice. As you head down the aisle towards your cube, you see Alice nervously scurry into hers, wearing another unbelievably tiny skirt.

“Hi Alice,” you say, and she turns and smiles happily at you.

“Hi!” she replies. As you reach her cube, she sits down on her chair and swings it around to face you, keeping her legs wide apart so you have an unobstructed view of the front of her thong. “Is this outfit risky enough?” she asks impishly.

Noting that none of the buttons on her blouse are fastened, you clear your throat, then say,

“I think you may be the sexiest woman on the planet!”
“It’s a start...”


Alice blushes, and smiles happily. “Thank you,” she says.

She turns back to her computer, while you head into your cube and sit at your own desk to start your day’s work.

Continue.


Alice chuckles. “Just a start?” she says. She takes off her blouse completely, so that she is topless. “How about now?”

“Perfect!” you say with a grin, admiring her bare breasts.

She laughs, then turns back to her computer, hurriedly putting her blouse back on in the process, while you head into your cube and sit at your own desk to start your day’s work.

Continue.


The minutes tick by, and soon it is nine o’clock. By this time you are rather thirsty, and you get up to make yourself some tea. You are happy to see Alice emerging from her cube, carrying her pink mug.

“Nine o’clock drink time!” she laughs, and the two of you walk together down the aisle towards the kitchen.

As you make your drink, Alice walks over to the fridge, opens it, and bends over to fetch a carton of milk. You can’t help grinning as her tiny skirt rides up at the back to expose almost her entire bottom, and the thin strip of her thong between her buttocks. Feeling very aroused, you…

casually walk over, pull her thong aside, and insert your erection into her vagina.
say “Take off your clothes.”


Alice straightens up and turns around, her eyes wide. “Seriously? Here?” she asks nervously.

“Yup,” you confirm, and you grin at her. “But only if you want to.”

Hesitating only a moment, Alice unbuttons her blouse and takes it off, followed by her shoes, skirt, and thong. “I do hope nobody comes in!” she says, looking anxiously at the doorway as she stands naked in front of the fridge.

“Good girl,” you say to her. “Now put your clothes back on, you crazy woman.”

She gapes indignantly, then sticks her tongue out at you. Quickly she puts her clothes back on, leaving her blouse buttons undone.

Having both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, fortunately without meeting anyone on the way, and continue with your work.

Continue.


“Oh my god, you crazy man!” Alice gasps as you ease your erect penis inside her. But she remains bent over and does not attempt to stop you as you begin to fuck her with powerful thrusts. You feel light-headed – anybody from the office could at any moment walk into the kitchen to make themselves a drink or fetch something from the fridge – but you are past caring as your arousal builds toward a climax.

Normally you would prolong the experience, but time is not on your side, so you do not hold back in the slightest as you pound your erection into Alice as hard and as fast as you possibly can. Soon you are groaning in your orgasm as you pump your semen deep into her vagina. Then, after just a few seconds to get your breath back, you pull out of her and hastily tuck your penis away.

Alice straightens up and turns around, looking very flushed. She grabs your face and kisses you passionately on the lips. “Thank you,” she says, “that was wild!”

You chuckle. “The pleasure was all mine,” you say.

“Not all, certainly,” grins Alice.

Having both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.


Later in the morning, you wander over to Alice’s cube and ask how she’s doing.

“Not bad thanks,” she says, “but I do have a question...”

You lean on her desk as you peer at her screen. As she describes what she is doing, you happen to glance down at her chest and notice that she has pulled the two sides of her blouse so far apart that both of her breasts are exposed. Will you...

move behind her and reach down to caress her breasts?
take off her blouse?
slide your hand into her thong and stroke her pussy?


You slide both of your hands down her chest and take hold of her breasts, squeezing her nipples gently between your fingers. She sighs happily. “Mmmm,” she murmurs. “That’s nice...”

You turn your attention to Alice’s screen, and finish helping her with her question as you continue to gently fondle her breasts. Then you withdraw your hands, and…

sit down to have a chat with her.
return to your desk.


You push her skirt up above the waistband of her thong, slide your hand inside, and begin stroking her pussy. She moans softly, then clears her throat loudly to cover it up. As you curve your middle finger around and slip it inside her vagina, she gasps and closes her eyes.

You turn your attention back to Alice’s screen, and finish helping her with her question as you gently finger-fuck her and her arousal grows visibly. You continue fingering her as she valiantly tries to keep her moans silent, until she bends over her desk, shuddering in an intense orgasm and squealing into her elbow. You look around anxiously, but nobody seems to have noticed. You withdraw your hand from Alice’s thong as she sits up straight, her cheeks crimson, and you grin at her while she fans herself with one hand.

Once she has recovered herself a bit, you…

sit down to have a chat with her.
return to your desk.


You start to pull the blouse off both of her shoulders, which makes her whimper uneasily.

“You want me sitting topless at my desk?” she asks in a low voice, as she tugs a hand out of each sleeve. “You’re crazy!”

You fold up her blouse and lay it on her desk, then you turn your attention back to her screen, and finish helping her with her question. Eventually, and to her obvious relief, you hand her her blouse and she quickly puts it back on. Then you...

sit down to have a chat with her.
return to your desk.


Lunchtime approaches, and you tidy up a bit of outstanding correspondence. Then you lock your computer, get to your feet, and head out of your cube. Alice is ready to leave too, so the two of you head out to lunch. You drive her to Borger’s Burgers, where you both order your usual meals. Alice sits down in a booth, and you...

sit down opposite her.
sit down next to her.


Alice is more than happy to converse, and the two of you begin to chat about various different things. You sit down on the chair in the corner of her cube, and she swings her chair around to face you, with her breasts fully exposed, and keeping her knees well apart so that you get a nice look at her white thong.

Seeing you staring hungrily at it, Alice grins and opens her legs obscenely wide, hooking her knees over the arm-rests of her chair. Your jaw drops in excitement, and she giggles delightfully. Over the course of the next few minutes, she casually strokes the front of her thong with her fingers while playing with her left breast with the other hand, which makes it very difficult to concentrate on anything she is saying.

Eventually you reluctantly say, “Well, back to work. Thanks for the chat, Alice!”

She winks at you, and you return to your desk.

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It is almost time for your daily team meeting, and you run some reports in preparation. You head into the conference room and see several of your colleagues and underlings already assembled. You notice that Alice is sitting with her arms folded, no doubt to conceal the fact that her blouse is still completely undone. You look at the available empty chairs, and choose to sit...

on Alice’s right.
opposite Alice.


You chat happily with Alice as you eat, and things seem to be going well. Then, during a lull in the conversation, you...

ask her if you can take a quick peek beneath the table at her legs.
ask her to take off her blouse.
ask her to take off her skirt.


Alice smiles as you sit next to her, and the two of you spend a very pleasant lunch, chatting and laughing together. But you are desperate for some more intimacy, and when the conversation lapses briefly, you…

reach into her blouse and start caressing her breast.
reach between her thighs and slide your hand up her skirt.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
slip your hand into Alice’s thong.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
kick off one shoe and reach out to stroke Alice’s leg with your foot.


Alice laughs. “Silly man,” she says. “All right then, if it’ll make you happy.”

You grin, and duck your head beneath the table. To your delight, she has opened her knees wide apart, and you get a good long look at her white thong. After almost a minute of happy staring, you sit up straight once more.

“Awesome!” you exclaim.

Alice laughs. “You’re welcome,” she says.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive Alice back to work.

Continue.


Alice’s jaw drops. “Here? How do you expect me to get away with that?”

You shrug. “I don’t know – I just think it would be awesome.”

She frowns. “You’re not being realistic,” she says. “How about if I just flash my breasts for you?”

“Okay,” you agree, “but for as long as you can.”

Alice pulls her blouse open, fully exposing her breasts while she stares around the restaurant anxiously. Thirty seconds later, she hastily closes her blouse and mutters, “Shit – someone just saw me.”

“Anyone we know?” you inquire.

“No,” she says.

“Then no harm done, unless they complain about you. Does it seem like they will?”

She shakes her head. “No – he’s still staring at me, but more with interest than disapproval.”

“Okay – good,” you say.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive Alice back to work.

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Alice glances around nervously. “Right now?” she says.

You nod. “And put it on the table next to you.”

She bites her lip, then reaches down to her side and unzips her skirt. Lifting her bottom off the seat, she pulls her skirt down, then retrieves it from under the table. Folding it up, she places it on the table beside her.

“What now?” she says, raising an eyebrow.

“We continue with our meal,” you say. “You can put it back on when we’re ready to leave.”

“Okay,” says Alice. Then, after a moment’s thought, she adds, “You’re a bad influence on me, Bob – you keep making me do all kinds of naughty things!”

You laugh. “Admit it, though – you enjoy it.”

She smiles. “Maybe,” she concedes.

The two of you finish your meals, and then, once Alice has put her skirt back on, you drive her back to work.

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Alice chuckles as you begin caressing her left breast, but then she looks a little anxious. “Um, Bob, there’s a guy over there who’s watching us.”

“Is it someone from work?” you inquire.

“No, I don’t think so.”

“Then let him watch,” you say, and you continue fondling her breast. “In fact, would you mind undoing your buttons and exposing your breast so he can see better?”

Alice grimaces. “I’d rather not,” she says. “I love showing off for you, because I’m kind of in love with you. Not so much that guy.”

“Okay,” you say, withdrawing your hand. “I won’t press the point.”

“Maybe another time, if I’m feeling braver,” she says.

You nod. “Entirely up to you.”

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive her back to work.

Continue.


You reach up Alice’s skirt, which makes her giggle. But as you start stroking her pussy through her thong, she closes her eyes and starts to breathe heavily. “Mmmm, that’s nice,” she murmurs. She eases her legs apart to allow you better access.

Then, as you caress her clitoris through the thin material, she turns and kisses you on the lips. Your tongue swirls around hers, and you reach up to the waistband of her thong so you can slip your hand inside. She does not stop you, so you plunge your hand into her thong, cupping her pussy and stroking it gently, probing between her labia with your middle finger. As you find the opening of her vagina and start to slide it in, she moans with pleasure. You start to finger-fuck her in earnest, and she begins to squeal quietly into your shoulder as she bites your shirt.

Her body begins to shake as her orgasm approaches, and then, burying her face in your shoulder, she utters a long, muffled moan as her orgasm hits.

“Oh my god,” she pants, as she finally pulls away from you.

“You’re welcome,” you say with a smile.

The two of you finish your meals, and you drive her back to work.

Continue.


Nobody says anything, so your boss takes over and makes some announcements, and then your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report. Finally the meeting ends.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


Carla makes some announcements, then another of your colleagues, Stuart, gives his daily production report. Finally, the meeting is over.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you subtly reach between Alice’s thighs and start stroking her pussy through her thong. Then you carefully work your hand inside her thong in order to rub her clitoris and labia. Soon she is beginning to breathe heavily.

“Are you all right, Alice?” asks Carla.

“Yes!” replies Alice, her cheeks flushing slightly. “Sorry – just feeling a little light-headed. But I’m okay. Please go on.”

“All right then,” says Carla, and she continues with her announcements. You carry on rubbing Alice’s pussy, and then you manage to worm a finger inside her, though you cannot get it very deep on account of the awkward angle. To Alice’s credit, she manages to keep a straight face despite your finger being inside her, though her cheeks turn very red.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. You and Alice leave the room and return to your respective cubes, and you start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you carefully ease your right foot out of its shoe, and then you roll your chair right up to the table and stick out your foot as far as it will reach. It soon connects with Alice’s leg, and you begin to stroke her shin with your sock-clad toes. She looks at you in surprise, then smiles as she realises what you are doing. You grin at her as you run your foot up to her knee, and slip it between her thighs. Alice does not stop you, but unfortunately the table is too broad to allow you to get very far.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. You and Alice return to your respective cubes, and you start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


Half an hour later, Alice comes over to your cube and says, “I’m ready for my training session, Mr Trainer.”

You grin at her and say, “All right then!”

You undock your laptop and carry it through to the nearest conference room. As Alice sits down, you set it up in front of her, and then the two of you turn towards each other and kiss passionately.

You start unbuttoning her blouse, and soon you have her topless. Then she stands up, and her skirt and thong soon fall to the ground. Finally she kicks her shoes off, and smiles at you with her eyes shining. “Now I’m naked,” she says, “what are you planning to do to me?”

You reply, “I want to...

fuck you on the table.”
fuck your anus.”
fuck you in Carla’s office.”


Alice lies back on the table, lifts her legs up and spreads them apart, and sighs happily as you sink your erection deep into her vagina.

She uses your shoulder to stifle her moans of pleasure, but you take your time, building her arousal by degrees, until eventually you can tell she is about to climax. You increase the pace of your thrusting to bring about your own orgasm, and this sends her over the edge. The two of you climax together, and then you collapse into her arms.

At your request, Alice remains naked for the rest of the hour. Then, after a long, passionate kiss, she puts her clothes back on, and the two of you return to your desks. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


Alice bends over the table, and gasps as you slowly sink your erection into her rectum. You fuck her slowly at first, then, as her arousal grows, you pick up the pace.

“Oh Bob,” Alice whispers contentedly. “This is so dirty ... and so nice. Fuck my arse! Fuck it harder!”

You pound your cock into her anus with faster and more powerful strokes, until, with a groan of pleasure, you pump her rectum full of your sperm. Panting, you collapse on top of her, and cuddle her back for a minute. Then you pull out of her and tuck your wilting penis away.

At your request, Alice remains naked for the rest of the hour. Then, after a long, passionate kiss, she puts her clothes back on, and the two of you return to your desks. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


Alice’s eyes widen. “That’s insane – don’t you think Carla might object to that?”

“She’s in Six Sigma training until four,” you say. “We’ll have plenty of time before she returns to her office.”

“Unless something unexpected happens and she returns early!” says Alice, dismayed at the idea.

“We’ll be quick,” you promise her. “And of course I’ll help to get us there by going ahead of you and signalling when the coast is clear.”

Alice eyes the door and shivers nervously. “Well this is probably the most outrageous thing I’ve ever done,” she says, “but what the hell – let’s do it.”

You walk over to the door, peer out, then lead Alice out of the conference room. Nobody is currently looking your way or even wandering the aisles nearby, so you hurry in the direction of Carla’s office, pausing at the end of your own aisle. Looking around, you see no immediate signs of danger, so you beckon to Alice, who, with a rather panic-stricken look, dashes towards you with her breasts bouncing. She crouches down by the cube wall at the end of the aisle; on the other side of the wall, her colleague Neil obliviously enters a new order into the system.

Walking down the entire length of the aisle, you beckon to Alice again. Keeping her head low, she trots towards you, going completely unnoticed by all of your colleagues in the customer service team. When she reaches you, she hides again by crouching by the wall at the end of the aisle. You march over to Carla’s office, open the door, and then gesture to Alice, who scurries in ahead of you.

You close the door, and grin at Alice. “Lie down,” you tell her, and she obediently lies down on the carpet tiles.

“Ugh, I’m going to get such rug burn!” she says.

“Then lie on Carla’s desk,” you suggest.

“There’s too much crap on it!” says Alice.

You move a few things out of the way, and then help Alice up. She lies down on the desk, lifts and spreads her legs, and then sighs with pleasure as you slide your erection into her vagina.

Knowing that at any moment, anybody could walk by Carla’s office and look through the window to see you fucking Alice, you pound your penis into her as hard and as fast as possible, bringing yourself to orgasm in just a couple of minutes. You groan as you come hard inside her, and then you bend down to kiss her on the lips.

“Let’s get out of here,” says Alice, getting off the desk.

You rearrange Carla’s stuff as well as you can remember it, then you step out of her office and head to the end of your aisle. The journey back to the conference room is just as nerve-wracking as the journey to Carla’s office, but fortunately it passes without incident. Alice is highly relieved to be back in the conference room, even though it is far from a safe place to indulge in naked adventures.

“Oh my god that was intense!” she giggles, but at that moment you take her in your arms and kiss her deeply.

At your request, Alice remains naked for the rest of the hour. Then, after another long, passionate kiss, she puts her clothes back on, and the two of you return to your desks. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


Five o’clock rolls around, and you get ready to leave. Alice does the same, and you smile at her as she steps out of her cube. “Did you have a good day?” you ask her.

“Yes thanks,” says Alice with a grin.

“Good!” you reply. “Well, see you tomorrow then!”

You head home, have dinner, and watch some television. That night you fall asleep thinking about Alice, and how nice it will be to see her again…

Continue.


Five o’clock rolls around, and you get ready to leave. Alice does the same, and you smile at her as she steps out of her cube. “Did you have a good day?” you ask her.

“Yes thanks,” says Alice with a grin.

“Good!” you reply. “Well, see you tomorrow then!”

You head home, have dinner, and watch some television. That night you fall asleep thinking about Alice, and how nice it will be to see her again…

Continue.


You arrive for your next day at work feeling good, and looking forward to spending some more time with Alice. As you head down the aisle towards your cube, you see her already sitting at her desk. As you reach your cube, you glance into hers, and see that today she is again wearing a buttock-length microskirt.

“Hi Alice,” you say, and she looks up and smiles happily at you, then turns her chair around so that you get a nice look at the white triangle of her panties between her legs.

“Hi!” she replies.

You clear your throat, then say,

“No complaints about your skirts yet?”
“You look sensational!”


Alice grins. “Not so far,” she says. “Fingers crossed!”

She turns back to her computer, while you head into your cube and sit at your own desk to start your day’s work.

Continue.


Alice blushes. “Thank you!” she says.

She turns back to her computer, while you head into your cube and sit at your own desk to start your day’s work.

Continue.


The minutes tick by, and soon it is nine o’clock. By this time you are rather thirsty, and you get up to make yourself some tea. You are happy to see Alice emerging from her cube, carrying her pink mug.

“Nine o’clock drink time!” she laughs, and the two of you walk together down the aisle towards the kitchen.

As you make your drink, Alice walks over to the fridge, opens it, and bends over to fetch a carton of milk. You can’t help grinning as her tiny skirt rides up at the back to expose a considerable amount of her buttocks and white panties. Feeling very aroused, you…

casually walk over, pull her panties aside, and slide your erection into her vagina.
say “Any chance of you doing a poo in your panties, Alice…?”


“Oh my god, you crazy man!” Alice gasps as you ease your erect penis inside her. But she remains bent over and does not attempt to stop you as you begin to fuck her with powerful thrusts. You feel light-headed – anybody from the office could at any moment walk into the kitchen to make themselves a drink or fetch something from the fridge – but you are past caring as your arousal builds toward a climax.

Normally you would prolong the experience, but time is not on your side, so you do not hold back in the slightest as you pound your erection into Alice as hard and as fast as you possibly can. Soon you are groaning in your orgasm as you pump your semen deep into her vagina. Then, after just a few seconds to get your breath back, you pull out of her and hastily tuck your penis away.

Alice straightens up and turns around, looking very flushed. She grabs your face and kisses you passionately on the lips. “Thank you,” she says, “that was wild!”

You chuckle. “The pleasure was all mine,” you say.

“Not all, certainly,” grins Alice.

Having both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.


“Okay,” says Alice, while still bent over. “I’ve been eating an awful lot of fibre so I expect there to be quite a lot.” She puts her hands on her knees, moves her feet apart, and squats slightly. “Mmmmphhh.”

You watch in excitement as a lump appears in the back of her panties. It grows larger, bulging downward, then continues to increase in size while Alice grunts and strains.

“Wow,” you say, “that’s wonderful!”

Alice laughs. “Nearly there,” she says, and she pushes again. The bulge grows some more, and then stops. It is the size of a large grapefruit.

With your eyes gleaming, you…

walk over and cup the bulge with your hand.
say, “Thank you Alice – that’s a beautiful sight.”


You cup the bulge with your hand, and squeeze it slightly against her buttocks and pussy. Alice gasps. “Mmmm,” she says, as you begin to slide it up and down gently. “Ooh yes, rub it against my pussy…”

You grin as you massage Alice’s poo into her clitoris and labia, while her breathing becomes more and more excited. “Ohhhh,” she moans, “yessss… Make me come, Bob!”

You continue rubbing, faster and faster, until she shrieks her orgasm into the fridge. You anxiously look at the doorway. “We should get out of here,” you say.

Alice stands up, turns around, and kisses you deeply. “At this point I almost don’t care if I get caught like this,” she says. “But I’d hate to lose you by getting fired.”

“And I’d hate to lose you,” you say. “Go on my darling – clean yourself up.”

As she walks ahead of you out of the room and towards the toilets, you admire her bulging panties, which are sagging more than two inches below the hem of her tiny skirt. Once she has disappeared into the ladies’, you return to your desk. Five minutes later, Alice returns to hers, giving you a wink as she sits down.

Continue.


Alice laughs, and wiggles her bottom sexily for a few moments, making her bulging panties sway back and forth in a manner you find quite hypnotic. Then she straightens up and turns around. “I thought you might enjoy that,” she says with a smile. “Now I’d better go and clean myself up before anyone sees me or smells my poo.”

You grin at her, and…

say, “Not before you lie down on the floor and let me fuck you.”
say, “Okay, but walk to the toilets the long way around.”


Later in the morning, you wander over to Alice’s cube and ask how she’s doing.

“Not bad thanks,” she says, “but I do have a question...”

You lean on her desk as you peer at her screen. As she describes what she is doing, you happen to glance down at her chest and notice that her blouse is gaping somewhat, and inside, you can see her right breast, with no bra to conceal her pretty nipple. Will you...

move behind her and reach down into her blouse to caress her breasts?
whisper in her ear that you can’t wait to see her fill her panties with poo again?
slide your hand into her panties and stroke her pussy?


You slide both of your hands inside her blouse and take hold of her breasts, squeezing her nipples gently between your fingers. She sighs happily. “Mmmm,” she murmurs. “That’s nice...”

You turn your attention to Alice’s screen, and finish helping her with her question as you continue to gently fondle her breasts. Then you withdraw your hands from her blouse, and…

sit down to have a chat with her.
return to your desk.


You push her skirt up above the waistband of her panties, slide your hand inside, and begin stroking her pussy. She moans softly, then clears her throat loudly to cover it up. As you curve your middle finger around and slip it inside her vagina, she gasps and closes her eyes.

You turn your attention back to Alice’s screen, and finish helping her with her question as you gently finger-fuck her and her arousal grows visibly. You continue fingering her as she valiantly tries to keep her moans silent, until she bends over her desk, shuddering in an intense orgasm and squealing into her elbow. You look around anxiously, but nobody seems to have noticed. You withdraw your hand from Alice’s panties as she sits up straight, her cheeks crimson, and you grin at her while she fans herself with one hand.

Once she has recovered herself a bit, you…

sit down to have a chat with her.
return to your desk.


Alice chuckles. “I’m sure,” she says. “But I can’t do it here – everyone will smell it almost immediately!”

“Not if you’re quick,” you reply. “You could run to the toilet as soon as you’ve finished your poo. I doubt anyone will see, but even if they do, they’ll just think you had an accident and are going to clean it up. They won’t suspect it was deliberate.”

Alice bites her lip. “Okay,” she says. “I’ll give it a go. I ate a large dinner last night, and also had lots of All Bran – just for you. Better find yourself a good vantage point, because this will be a short show!”

You beam, and sit down in the chair in the corner of her cube. Facing away from you, Alice leans over her desk, resting on her elbows. In this position, her skirt only covers half of her panties, and you watch the exposed half eagerly as she begins to strain. After a few seconds, a lump appears as her panties tent away from her buttocks. It quickly grows larger, spreading out and sagging down as it gets heavier. You are thrilled – you can’t believe she is actually pooping her panties in her cube!

The bulge grows bigger and bigger, until it reaches roughly the size of a grapefruit. Then Alice stands up straight, turns around, flashes you a rather anxious smile, then hurriedly walks out of her cube and down the aisle towards the toilets. You follow her out of the cube and watch her retreating figure; the bulge in her panties is hanging down about two inches below the hem of her skirt. It is an amazing sight.

Sighing happily, you return to your desk. Five minutes later, Alice returns to hers, giving you a wink and a quick flash of her naked pussy as she sits down.

Continue.


Alice glances nervously at the doorway. “Are you insane?” she says. But she lies down on the floor, taking care not to squish her poo beneath her, and adds, “Quickly then!”

You hurriedly pull down your trousers and boxers, and lie down on top of her. Pulling her panties to one side, you position your erection at the opening of her vagina, and slide it deep inside her. Then you begin to fuck her, rapidly increasing your pace until you are slamming your pelvis against hers at a rate that makes Alice squeal with pleasure.

You would love to make her come like this, but time is your enemy, and so you focus on reaching your own climax as quickly as possible. This you manage to do in a couple of minutes, and you groan as you pump your semen into her. After panting for a moment, you climb off her and grab a couple of paper towels with which to clean the poo off your penis.

Alice gets up, looking flushed and excited. “That was so wild!” she says breathlessly. “But now I really have to go and clean up!”

As she walks ahead of you out of the room and towards the toilets, you admire her bulging panties, which are sagging more than two inches below the hem of her tiny skirt. Once she has disappeared into the ladies’, you return to your desk. Five minutes later, Alice returns to hers, giving you a wink as she sits down.

Continue.


“The long way around?” Alice echoes. “What – out of this door and around to the front?”

“Yup,” you say, with a mischievous grin. “You should be able to make it to the toilets from the main entrance without anyone seeing you from the back.”

“Maybe!” says Alice anxiously. “But what about the workmen?” She is referring to the men working on the months-long renovations to the building next door.

“They’ll get a bit of a show,” you admit.

Alice shudders. “Okay,” she says. “I’ll do it.”

“Awesome!” you exclaim. “Thank you! I’ll follow at a distance, to see what happens.”

And so Alice nervously steps outside and starts walking quickly along the back of the building. The bulge in her panties is very obvious, sagging about two and a half inches below the hem of her tiny skirt. Turning at the corner, she starts walking down the narrow street between your offices and the building undergoing the renovations. By the time you turn the corner yourself, she is already passing a little knot of workmen.

They notice her immediately, and wolf-whistle. Then you hear their exclamations of surprise and disgust. “What the hell, Miss?” “You had an accident?” “Did you shit yourself, darlin’?” Alice speeds up her walk, almost trotting towards the far corner of your building. You march after her, and catch up with her just around the corner, where she has planted her back to the wall.

“Are you okay?” you ask her.

“That was humiliating!” she wails. “But I’m all right, I suppose.”

You give her a long kiss. “You were brilliant,” you tell her. “Thank you.”

You walk inside with her, and watch as she walks quickly down the central aisle towards the toilets. Nobody sees her, but you notice a couple of people sniffing the air a few seconds after she disappears into the ladies’. Smiling to yourself, you return to your desk. Five minutes later, Alice returns to hers, giving you a wink as she sits down.

Continue.


Lunchtime approaches, and you tidy up a bit of outstanding correspondence. Then you lock your computer, get to your feet, and head out of your cube. Alice is ready to leave too, so the two of you head out to lunch. You drive her to Borger’s Burgers, where you both order your usual meals. Alice sits down in a booth, and you...

sit down opposite her.
sit down next to her.


Alice is more than happy to converse, and the two of you begin to chat about various different things. You sit down on the chair in the corner of her cube, and she swings her chair around to face you. Immediately you get a nice look at her white panties, even though her knees are still together, because of the shortness of her skirt.

Seeing you staring hungrily at her panties, Alice smiles and parts her legs slightly, giving you a better view. You smile at her happily, and she giggles delightfully. Over the course of the next few minutes, she gradually eases her thighs wider and wider apart, which makes it very difficult to lift your eyes from her panties.

Eventually you say,

“Well, back to work. Thanks for the chat, Alice!”
“Alice, would you do a poo please?”


She winks at you, and you return to your desk.

Continue.


Alice looks around nervously, then nods. Hooking her knees over the arm-rests of her chair, so that her legs are now spread obscenely wide, she lifts her bottom off the seat and begins to strain.

You watch her panties with wide eyes as a lump appears below her bottom. It grows quickly as she strains, stops for a moment as she exhales, then gradually swells to the size of an orange, then the size of a grapefruit, as she pushes again and again.

“That’s it!” she whispers. “How does it look?”

“Beautiful!” you whisper back. “Thank you!”

“You’re welcome,” she says with a smile. “But now I’d better clean up before the smell reaches everyone’s nostrils!”

She gets up carefully, then hurries out of her cube and down the aisle. You watch her go, admiring the bulge in her panties which is sagging a good two inches below the hem of her skirt.

You return to your desk and get on with your work. Five minutes later, Alice returns from the toilets. She gives you a wink and lifts her skirt to flash her naked pussy at you before sitting down at her desk. You grin at her, then get back to work.

Continue.


It is almost time for your daily team meeting, and you run some reports in preparation. You head into the conference room and see several of your colleagues and underlings already assembled. You look at the available empty chairs, and choose to sit...

on Alice’s right.
opposite Alice.


You chat happily with Alice as you eat, and things seem to be going well. Then, during a lull in the conversation, you...

ask her if you can take a quick peek beneath the table at her legs.
ask her to do a poo in her panties.


Alice smiles as you sit next to her, and the two of you spend a very pleasant lunch, chatting and laughing together. But you are desperate for some more intimacy, and when the conversation lapses briefly, you…

ask her to do a poo in her panties.
reach between her thighs and slide your hand up her skirt.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
place your hand on Alice’s thigh.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
mouth the word “poo” to Alice.


Alice laughs. “Silly man,” she says. “All right then, if it’ll make you happy.”

You grin, and duck your head beneath the table. To your delight, she has opened her knees wide apart, and you get a good long look at her white panties. After almost a minute of happy staring, you sit up straight once more.

“Awesome!” you exclaim.

Alice laughs. “You’re welcome,” she says.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive Alice back to work.

Continue.


Alice laughs. “Okay,” she says. “I’ve put myself on a high fibre diet, so there should be quite a lot of it.” She puts her hands down on the seat, either side of her hips, and lifts her bottom slightly. Bowing her head, she strains hard for a few seconds, then grunts with effort. Straining again, she mutters through clenched teeth, “Here it comes…”

You duck your head down beneath the table to look at her panties. You can see her legs, spread apart, and her panties in the middle … and as you watch, a lump appears at the bottom of her panties. It grows steadily larger, then pauses for a moment, then grows rapidly larger still. Another pause, and then it gets even bigger.

“Okay, I’m done,” says Alice in a hoarse whisper.

You sit up straight and beam at her. “That’s fantastic!” you say. “Thank you!”

Alice smiles at you. “You’re welcome,” she says. “But now I’d better get cleaned up!”

Both of you get up from the table. As Alice starts towards the toilets, you...

say, “I’ll meet you outside once you’ve cleaned up, okay?”
pull her instead towards the door, saying, “Come on – this way.”


Alice laughs. “Okay,” she says. “I’ve put myself on a high fibre diet, so there should be quite a lot of it.”

She puts her hands down on the seat, either side of her hips, and lifts her bottom slightly. Bowing her head, she strains hard for a few seconds, then utters a little grunt of effort. Straining again, she mutters through clenched teeth, “Here it comes…”

You watch her with wide eyes as she slowly pushes out a poo into her panties. You slip your hand between her legs, and reach back to feel the bulge growing beneath her anus. “Go on … push…” you encourage her.

Straining again, Alice pushes out some more poo, and the warm, soft bulge in her panties expands in your hand. She takes a breath, then strains again, and the bulge gets even bigger. Finally she stops, panting. “That’s all of it.”

Judging by the feel of the bulge, it is the size of a grapefruit. The smell is by now getting quite strong, and the two of you quickly get to your feet. As Alice starts towards the toilets, you...

say, “I’ll meet you outside once you’ve cleaned up, okay?”
pull her instead towards the door, saying, “Come on – this way.”


You reach up Alice’s skirt, which makes her giggle. But as you start stroking her pussy through her panties, she closes her eyes and starts to breathe heavily. “Mmmm, that’s nice,” she murmurs. She eases her legs apart to allow you better access.

Then, as you caress her clitoris through the thin material, she turns and kisses you on the lips. Your tongue swirls around hers, and you reach up to the waistband of her panties so you can slip your hand inside. She does not stop you, so you plunge your hand into her panties, cupping her pussy and stroking it gently, probing between her labia with your middle finger. As you find the opening of her vagina and start to slide it in, she moans with pleasure. You start to finger-fuck her in earnest, and she begins to squeal quietly into your shoulder as she bites your shirt.

Her body begins to shake as her orgasm approaches, and then, burying her face in your shoulder, she utters a long, muffled moan as her orgasm hits.

“Oh my god,” she pants, as she finally pulls away from you.

“You’re welcome,” you say with a smile.

The two of you finish your meals, and you drive her back to work.

Continue.


Nobody says anything, so your boss takes over and makes some announcements, and then your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report. Finally the meeting ends.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


Carla makes some announcements, then another of your colleagues, Stuart, gives his daily production report. Finally, the meeting is over.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you subtly reach between Alice’s thighs and start stroking her pussy through her panties. Then you carefully work your hand inside her panties in order to rub her clitoris and labia. Soon she is beginning to breathe heavily.

“Are you all right, Alice?” asks Carla.

“Yes!” replies Alice, her cheeks flushing slightly. “Sorry – just feeling a little light-headed. But I’m okay. Please go on.”

“All right then,” says Carla, and she continues with her announcements. You carry on rubbing Alice’s pussy, and then you manage to worm a finger inside her, though you cannot get it very deep on account of the awkward angle. To Alice’s credit, she manages to keep a straight face despite your finger being inside her, though her cheeks turn very red.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. You and Alice leave the room and return to your respective cubes, and you start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you catch Alice’s eye, and mouth the word “poo”. At first she looks puzzled, then her eyes widen as she realises what you are suggesting. She quickly shakes her head, and gives you a look that suggests she thinks you are crazy. You grin at her, and shrug as if to say, “Well, I tried”.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. You and Alice return to your respective cubes, and you start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


Half an hour later, Alice comes over to your cube and says, “I’m ready for my training session, Mr Trainer.”

You grin at her and say, “All right then!”

You undock your laptop and carry it through to the nearest conference room. As Alice sits down, you set it up in front of her, and then the two of you turn towards each other and kiss passionately.

When you finally pull apart, Alice smiles at you and says, “What now?”

You grin and reply, “I’d like...

to fuck you again.”
you to do another poo in your panties.”


Alice takes off her panties, lies back on the table, lifts her legs up and spreads them apart, and sighs happily as you sink your erection deep into her vagina.

She uses your shoulder to stifle her moans of pleasure, but you take your time, building her arousal by degrees, until eventually you can tell she is about to climax. You increase the pace of your thrusting to bring about your own orgasm, and this sends her over the edge. The two of you climax together, and then you collapse into her arms.

The rest of the training session is not very productive, since the two of you cannot refrain from frequently kissing each other, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


Alice chuckles. “I expected as much. Sure, I’ll be happy to.”

She gets up and leans over the table, resting on her elbows. Then she strains, and starts to push out a new poo into her panties. You eagerly watch a bulge forming and growing in the white material, and as it balloons to the size of an orange, you cup it in your hand. She strains again, and the bulge grows even bigger, swelling, after a couple more pushes, to the size of a large grapefruit.

“That’s it,” says Alice, panting a little. “How does it look?”

“It looks wonderful!” you enthuse. “What a lovely bulge!” You gently massage her bulging panties for a couple minutes, squishing it very slightly against her buttocks and pussy, and sliding it around until Alice begins to moan with pleasure. “Mmmm, that’s nice...” she says.

You smile. “Lie down on the table,” you say.

She climbs on to the table and carefully lies down, with her bottom at the very edge and her legs held up and apart, with her knees bent. “What are you going to do?” she asks, wide-eyed.

You grin at her, and…

pull the gusset of her panties to one side so that you can fuck her.
start rubbing her poo into her pussy, to get her really excited.


Five o’clock rolls around, and you get ready to leave. Alice does the same, and you smile at her as she steps out of her cube. “Did you have a good day?” you ask her.

“Yes thanks,” says Alice with a grin.

“Good!” you reply. “Well, see you tomorrow then!”

You head home, have dinner, and watch some television. That night you fall asleep thinking about Alice, and how nice it will be to see her again…

Continue.


Five o’clock rolls around, and you get ready to leave. Alice does the same, and you smile at her as she steps out of her cube. “Did you have a good day?” you ask her.

“Yes thanks,” says Alice with a grin.

“Good!” you reply. “Well, see you tomorrow then!”

You head home, have dinner, and watch some television. That night you fall asleep thinking about Alice, and how nice it will be to see her again…

Continue.


“Okay,” says Alice, and she walks quickly towards the toilets. You watch her departure with a grin, admiring the impressive bulge in her panties, which is sagging two-and-a-half inches below the hem of her skirt.

Five minutes later, Alice rejoins you in the car park. “It was quite messy,” she says. “I washed my panties out, but of course they’re too wet to put on again, so I’m going commando right now!”

“Awesome!” you say. “Thank you so much for filling your panties with poo again – it was amazing.”

“You’re welcome!” says Alice with a grin. “Any time.” And she winks at you.

The two of you get into your car and head back to work. It is almost time for your daily team meeting, and you run some reports in preparation. You head into the conference room and see several of your colleagues and underlings already assembled. You look at the available empty chairs, and choose to sit...

on Alice’s right.
opposite Alice.


You lead Alice out of the restaurant’s front door and into the car park, where she stops and looks at you a little nervously. “Okay,” she says, “so you don’t want me to clean up right away. What next? We’ve got just over half an hour of our lunch break left.”

You walk around behind her and admire her bulging panties, which are sagging two-and-a-half inches below the hem of her skirt. “Hmm,” you say, “well, I think we should...

just head back to work.”
take a little walk.”
drive to the mall.”


Pulling Alice’s panties to one side, you find her pussy less messy than you would have expected. You drop your trousers and boxers, and ease your erection into Alice’s vagina. As you fuck her, you get a little of her poo on your groin area, but it does not detract too much from the amazing feeling of thrusting inside her while she is wearing panties stuffed full of her poo.

“Ohhhh, this is so unbelievably dirty!” gasps Alice, arching her back as you pound your erection into her with rapid, powerful strokes. Your excitement builds and builds until, with a groan, you shoot your semen deep inside her. Panting, you rest your head on her chest for a moment, then you lift your head in order to passionately kiss her.

“That was awesome,” sighs Alice happily, as you straighten up and pull your penis out of her. She carefully gets down from the table as you wipe your groin clean with a couple of tissues. Then she tugs her skirt down as far as it will go, turns around, and says, “How do I look?”

You grin at the sight of her bulging panties sagging almost three inches below the hem of her skirt. “Amazingly sexy,” you say. “I wish you could stay like that for longer.”

Alice smiles. “Me too. How do you think we might accomplish that...?”

You chuckle, and say, “Well, we could extend our training session until five o’clock, but I think we’d both suffocate.”

“True,” says Alice regretfully. “Oh well, I suppose I should go and clean up.”

You leave the conference room with her, closing the door behind you, and then you watch her walk towards the toilets with a happy smile on your face. When she disappears from view, you return to your desk.

Five minutes later, Alice returns from the toilet and sits down at her desk. You catch her eye, and she gives you a grin and a thumbs-up.

Continue.


You cup the bulge in Alice’s panties and squish it upwards, shifting some of her poo into the front of her panties, with a thick lump over her pussy. Then you begin to gently rub it through the material, mashing it against her clitoris and smearing it back and forth rhythmically. Alice closes her eyes and starts breathing heavily. “This is so gross,” she murmurs, “but it feels so nice…”

After a few minutes of increasingly intense rubbing, she is moaning and writhing with pleasure. Then she shudders and utters a muffled squeal into her elbow, and you massage her poo sensuously against her pussy, vagina and anus as her orgasm explodes through her body.

“God that was amazing!” she gasps, climbing down from the table as you wipe your hand clean with a couple of tissues. “I may never do a poo anywhere but in my panties again!”

“Awesome!” you say with a grin. “Mission accomplished, then.”

She laughs, and says, “I’d better get cleaned up.” She tugs her skirt down and turns away from you. “On a scale from one to ten, how obvious is it that I’ve done a poo in my panties?”

You regard her brown, ruined panties, which are sagging unevenly a couple of inches below the hem of her skirt. “About a ten,” you say. “You’ll have to move quickly.”

You leave the conference room with her, closing the door behind you, and then you watch her walk towards the toilets with a happy smile on your face. When she disappears from view, you return to your desk.

Five minutes later, Alice returns from the toilet and sits down at her desk. You catch her eye, and she gives you a grin and a thumbs-up.

Continue.


Five o’clock rolls around, and you get ready to leave. Alice does the same, and you smile at her as she steps out of her cube. “Did you have a good day?” you ask her.

“Yes thanks,” says Alice with a grin.

“Good!” you reply. “Well, see you tomorrow then!”

You wait until everyone has left, then you spend a couple of minutes flapping the conference room door to disperse the smell of Alice’s poo. Then you head home, have dinner, and watch some television. That night you fall asleep thinking about Alice, and how nice it will be to see her again…

Continue.


Later in the morning, you wander over to Alice’s cube and ask how she’s doing.

“Not bad thanks,” she says, “but I do have a question...”

You lean on her desk as you peer at her screen. As she describes what she is doing, you happen to glance down at her chest and notice that her blouse is gaping somewhat, and inside, you can see her right breast, with no bra to conceal her pretty nipple. Will you...

move behind her and reach down into her blouse to caress her breasts?
whisper in her ear that you can’t wait to see her fill her panties with poo again?
slide your hand between her legs and stroke her pussy?


You slide both of your hands inside her blouse and take hold of her breasts, squeezing her nipples gently between your fingers. She sighs happily. “Mmmm,” she murmurs. “That’s nice...”

You turn your attention to Alice’s screen, and finish helping her with her question as you continue to gently fondle her breasts. Then you withdraw your hands from her blouse, and…

sit down to have a chat with her.
return to your desk.


You reach down between Alice’s legs and begin stroking her pussy. She moans softly, then clears her throat loudly to cover it up. As you curve your middle finger around and slip it inside her vagina, she gasps and closes her eyes.

You turn your attention back to Alice’s screen, and finish helping her with her question as you gently finger-fuck her and her arousal grows visibly. You continue fingering her as she valiantly tries to keep her moans silent, until she bends over her desk, shuddering in an intense orgasm and squealing into her elbow. You look around anxiously, but nobody seems to have noticed. You withdraw your hand as she sits up straight, her cheeks crimson, and you grin at her while she fans herself with one hand.

Once she has recovered herself a bit, you…

sit down to have a chat with her.
return to your desk.


Alice chuckles. “I’m sure,” she says. “But I’m not ready to go again just yet.”

“Fair enough,” you say. You turn your attention back to her screen, and finish helping her with her question. Then you…

sit down to have a chat with her.
return to your desk.


Lunchtime approaches, and you tidy up a bit of outstanding correspondence. Then you lock your computer, get to your feet, and head out of your cube. Alice is ready to leave too, so the two of you head out to lunch. You drive her to Borger’s Burgers, where you both order your usual meals. Alice sits down in a booth, and you...

sit down opposite her.
sit down next to her.


Alice is more than happy to converse, and the two of you begin to chat about various different things. You sit down on the chair in the corner of her cube, and she swings her chair around to face you. Immediately you get a nice look at the upper part of her pussy, even though her knees are still together, because of the shortness of her skirt.

Seeing you staring hungrily at her crotch, Alice smiles and parts her legs slightly, giving you a better view of her naked pussy. You smile at her happily, and she giggles delightfully. Over the course of the next few minutes, she gradually eases her thighs wider and wider apart, which makes it very difficult to lift your eyes from her pussy.

Eventually you reluctantly say, “Well, back to work. Thanks for the chat, Alice!”

She winks at you, and you return to your desk.

Continue.


It is almost time for your daily team meeting, and you run some reports in preparation. You head into the conference room and see several of your colleagues and underlings already assembled. You look at the available empty chairs, and choose to sit...

on Alice’s right.
opposite Alice.


You chat happily with Alice as you eat, and things seem to be going well. Then, during a lull in the conversation, you...

ask her if you can take a quick peek beneath the table at her legs.
ask her to do a poo.


Alice smiles as you sit next to her, and the two of you spend a very pleasant lunch, chatting and laughing together. But you are desperate for some more intimacy, and when the conversation lapses briefly, you…

ask her to do a poo.
reach between her thighs and slide your hand up her skirt.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
place your hand on Alice’s thigh.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
mouth the word “poo” to Alice.


Alice laughs. “Silly man,” she says. “All right then, if it’ll make you happy.”

You grin, and duck your head beneath the table. To your delight, she has opened her knees wide apart, and you get a good long look at her naked pussy. After almost a minute of happy staring, you sit up straight once more.

“Awesome!” you exclaim.

Alice laughs. “You’re welcome,” she says.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive Alice back to work.

Continue.


Alice laughs. “Silly bugger,” she says. “I’m not ready to go again just yet – and in any case, I’m not wearing panties – would you expect me to do it on the seat?”

“Two very good points,” you acknowledge, feeling a little embarrassed.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive Alice back to work.

Continue.


Alice laughs. “Silly bugger,” she says. “I’m not ready to go again just yet – and in any case, I’m not wearing panties – would you expect me to do it on the seat?”

“Two very good points,” you acknowledge, feeling a little embarrassed.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive Alice back to work.

Continue.


You reach up Alice’s skirt, which makes her giggle. But as you start stroking her pussy, she closes her eyes and starts to breathe heavily. “Mmmm, that’s nice,” she murmurs. She eases her legs apart to allow you better access.

Then, as you caress her clitoris, she turns and kisses you on the lips. Your tongue swirls around hers, and as you find the opening of her vagina and start to slide it in, she moans with pleasure. You start to finger-fuck her in earnest, and she begins to squeal quietly into your shoulder as she bites your shirt.

Her body begins to shake as her orgasm approaches, and then, burying her face in your shoulder, she utters a long, muffled moan as her orgasm hits.

“Oh my god,” she pants, as she finally pulls away from you.

“You’re welcome,” you say with a smile.

The two of you finish your meals, and you drive her back to work.

Continue.


Nobody says anything, so your boss takes over and makes some announcements, and then your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report. Finally the meeting ends.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


Carla makes some announcements, then another of your colleagues, Stuart, gives his daily production report. Finally, the meeting is over.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you subtly reach between Alice’s thighs and start stroking her pussy. Soon she is beginning to breathe heavily.

“Are you all right, Alice?” asks Carla.

“Yes!” replies Alice, her cheeks flushing slightly. “Sorry – just feeling a little light-headed. But I’m okay. Please go on.”

“All right then,” says Carla, and she continues with her announcements. You carry on rubbing Alice’s pussy, and then you manage to worm a finger inside her, though you cannot get it very deep on account of the awkward angle. To Alice’s credit, she manages to keep a straight face despite your finger being inside her, though her cheeks turn very red.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. You and Alice leave the room and return to your respective cubes, and you start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you catch Alice’s eye, and mouth the word “poo”. At first she looks puzzled, then her eyes widen as she realises what you are suggesting. She quickly shakes her head, and gives you a look that suggests she thinks you are crazy. You grin at her, and shrug as if to say, “Well, I tried”.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. You and Alice return to your respective cubes, and you start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


Half an hour later, Alice comes over to your cube and says, “I’m ready for my training session, Mr Trainer.”

You grin at her and say, “All right then!”

You undock your laptop and carry it through to the nearest conference room. As Alice sits down, you set it up in front of her, and then the two of you turn towards each other and kiss passionately.

When you finally pull apart, Alice smiles at you and says, “What now?”

You grin and reply, “I’d like...

to fuck you again.”
you to do another poo.”


Alice lies back on the table, lifts her legs up and spreads them apart, and sighs happily as you sink your erection deep into her vagina.

She uses your shoulder to stifle her moans of pleasure, but you take your time, building her arousal by degrees, until eventually you can tell she is about to climax. You increase the pace of your thrusting to bring about your own orgasm, and this sends her over the edge. The two of you climax together, and then you collapse into her arms.

The rest of the training session is not very productive, since the two of you cannot refrain from frequently kissing each other, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


Alice rolls her eyes. “You silly thing,” she says. “I’m not a poo factory! I’m not nearly ready enough to produce any more.”

“Well I just … I hoped maybe … never mind,” you say, feeling rather embarrassed.

She laughs and kisses you, just to show you she is not annoyed with you.

The rest of the training session is not very productive, since the two of you cannot refrain from frequently kissing each other, and afterwards you both return to your cubes. For the remainder of your afternoon, you catch up on emails and take a couple of calls when needed.

Continue.


The two of you get into your car, Alice taking care not to sit down fully on her poo, and you drive back to work. It is almost time for your daily team meeting, and you run some reports in preparation while Alice hurries straight to the toilet in order to clean up. When she returns, she winks at you and lifts her skirt to flash her naked pussy at you before she sits down.

A few minutes later, you head into the conference room and see several of your colleagues and underlings already assembled. You look at the available empty chairs, and choose to sit...

on Alice’s right.
opposite Alice.


“Um ... okay,” says Alice a little apprehensively. You lead her to the start of the little nature trail behind the restaurant, and soon you are walking through deciduous woodland, with the traffic noise muffled and distant. As you walk, you cup Alice’s bulging panties and gently massage her poo, squishing it slightly against her buttocks. She does not seem to mind this.

After ten minutes you come to a wooden bench that overlooks a small pond. Here Alice stops and turns to you, grinning impishly. “Let’s have sex on this bench,” she says.

You do not need to be asked twice. Once Alice is lying on the bench with her legs spread, you climb on top of her, pull her panties to one side, and slide your erection deep into her.

“Mmmm,” she says with a happy sigh. “Being fucked while wearing poo-filled panties is strangely erotic...”

You take your time, waiting for Alice’s arousal build to a climax before you let yourself reach your own orgasm. You come almost simultaneously, Alice almost screaming with ecstasy as you pump your sperm into her.

As you wind down from your climax, Alice kisses you passionately. “I love you,” she whispers happily.

“I love you too,” you reply with a smile.

You use a couple of tissues to wipe a few streaks of poo from your groin area. Alice could easily clean herself up in the pond, but to her credit she does not even suggest this. Instead, with her panties still full of poo, she walks back down the trail with you, until you both emerge into the car park.

Continue.


“The mall?” says Alice, with a gulp. “Bob, think of the crowds there! I’m really not comfortable with that idea...”

“Then forget I suggested it,” you say. “I’d never want you to do anything you weren’t comfortable with.”

“Thank you,” she says gratefully.

“Let’s just head back to work,” you say.

Continue.


You arrive for your next day at work feeling good, and looking forward to spending some more time with Alice. As you head down the aisle towards your cube, you see Alice already seated at her desk, wearing a gauzy, pale blue top with thin shoulder straps. As you approach, you realise to your astonishment that you can faintly see her nipples through it.

“Hi Alice!” you say, and she turns and smiles happily at you.

“Hi!” she replies. As you reach her cube, she swings her chair around to face you, keeping her legs wide apart so you have an unobstructed view of the front of her panties, which are also pale blue, gauzy, and quite see-through. You note that she is also barefoot. “Is this outfit risky enough?” she asks impishly. She stands up, revealing that her top only comes halfway down her matching panties.

Realising that she is actually wearing a short babydoll negligée, you clear your throat, then say,

“That’s unbelievable! How are you expecting to get away with that?”
“Not bad. Could be a little sexier...”


Alice’s cheeks turn bright red as she laughs ruefully. “Well if this is to be my last day,” she says, “then at least I’ll go out with a bang. But I’m hoping to avoid discovery, if at all possible. We’ll see how it goes.”

“But how did you even make it to your desk?” you inquire.

“I arrived early,” she says with a grin. “Half an hour ago. Hardly anyone else was here at the time, and nobody saw me.”

“Well I hope your incredible outfit continues to go unnoticed,” you say. “Good luck!”

“Thanks – I think I’ll need it!” She turns back to her computer, while you head into your cube and sit at your own desk to start your day’s work.

Continue.


Alice chuckles. “You think so?” she says. She hoists her negligée up over her head and drops it on her desk, so that she is now wearing nothing but her see-through panties. “How about now?”

“Perfect!” you say with a grin, admiring her bare breasts. “But I have to ask: however did you manage to make it to your cube this morning without anyone seeing you?”

“I arrived early,” she says with a grin. “Half an hour ago. Hardly anyone else was here at the time, and nobody saw me.”

“Good thinking,” you say. “And, well, wow.”

She laughs, then turns back to her computer, hurriedly putting her negligée back on in the process, while you head into your cube and sit at your own desk to start your day’s work.

Continue.


The minutes tick by, and soon it is nine o’clock. By this time you are rather thirsty, and you get up to make yourself some tea. You are happy to see Alice emerging from her cube, carrying her pink mug.

“You’re seriously going to the kitchen like that?” you gasp.

“It’s nine o’clock drink time!” she laughs. “Of course I am!” And the two of you walk together down the aisle towards the kitchen.

As you make your drink, Alice walks over to the fridge, opens it, and bends over to fetch a carton of milk. You can’t help grinning as her negligee rides up at the back to expose her entire bottom, the cleft between her buttocks clearly visible through her panties. Feeling very aroused, you…

casually walk over, pull her panties down, and insert your erection into her vagina.
say “Take off your clothes.”


“Mmmm...” Alice murmurs happily as you ease your erect penis inside her. She remains bent over as you begin to fuck her with powerful thrusts. You feel light-headed – anybody from the office could at any moment walk into the kitchen to make themselves a drink or fetch something from the fridge – but you are past caring as your arousal builds toward a climax.

Normally you would prolong the experience, but time is not on your side, so you do not hold back in the slightest as you pound your erection into Alice as hard and as fast as you possibly can. Soon you are groaning in your orgasm as you pump your semen deep into her vagina. Then, after just a few seconds to get your breath back, you pull out of her and hastily tuck your penis away.

Alice straightens up and turns around, looking very flushed. She grabs your face and kisses you passionately on the lips. “Thank you,” she says, “that was wild!”

You chuckle. “The pleasure was all mine,” you say.

“Not all, certainly,” grins Alice.

Having both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.


Alice straightens up and turns around, looking anxious but excited. “Okay,” she says, and she pulls her negligee up over her head and then tugs her panties down, stepping out of them so she is now naked. “I hope nobody comes in...” she says, caressing her breasts as she looks at the doorway.

“Good girl,” you say to her. “Now...

put your clothes back on, you crazy woman.”
pose for some photos.”


She gapes indignantly, then sticks her tongue out at you. Quickly she puts her panties and negligee back on.

Having both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, fortunately without meeting anyone on the way, and continue with your work.

Continue.


Alice giggles as you take out your phone, and she strikes a seductive pose by the fridge.

“Very good!” you say appreciatively as you take a photo. “Keep going!”

She sits on the edge of a table, cups her breasts, and licks her lips as you take the next photo. Then she lifts her left foot on to the table next to her, leaning back so that her pussy is explicitly and beautifully displayed.

“Brilliant!” you enthuse, taking more photos. “More please!”

Alice laughs, and turns over on to her hands and knees. She arches her back and moves her knees apart, lewdly displaying her pussy and anus as she looks back at you over her shoulder and gives you a sultry look.

“Oh man, this is amazing,” you say. “Now...

put your clothes back on, you crazy woman.”
hold that pose for a while – I want to get several angles.”


Later in the morning, you wander over to Alice’s cube and ask how she’s doing.

“Not bad thanks,” she says, “but I do have a question...”

You lean on her desk as you peer at her screen. As she describes what she is doing, you...

move behind her and reach down into her negligée to caress her breasts?
take off her negligée?
slide your hand into her panties and stroke her pussy?


You slide both of your hands down inside her negligée and take hold of her breasts, squeezing her nipples gently between your fingers. She sighs happily. “Mmmm,” she murmurs. “That’s nice...”

You turn your attention to Alice’s screen, and finish helping her with her question as you continue to gently fondle her breasts. Then you withdraw your hands, and…

sit down to have a chat with her.
return to your desk.


You push her negligée up above the waistband of her panties, slide your hand inside, and begin stroking her pussy. She moans softly, then clears her throat loudly to cover it up. As you curve your middle finger around and slip it inside her vagina, she gasps and closes her eyes.

You turn your attention back to Alice’s screen, and finish helping her with her question as you gently finger-fuck her and her arousal grows visibly. You continue fingering her as she valiantly tries to keep her moans silent, until she bends over her desk, shuddering in an intense orgasm and squealing into her elbow. You look around anxiously, but nobody seems to have noticed. You withdraw your hand from Alice’s panties as she sits up straight, her cheeks crimson, and you grin at her while she fans herself with one hand.

Once she has recovered herself a bit, you…

sit down to have a chat with her.
return to your desk.


You start to pull the negligée up and over her head, which makes her giggle nervously.

“You want me sitting at my desk in just my panties?” she asks in a low voice, as she raises her arms to let you remove the negligée. “You’re crazy!”

You fold up the garment and lay it on her desk, then you turn your attention back to her screen, and finish helping her with her question. Then you...

sit down to have a chat with her.
return to your desk.


Lunchtime approaches, and you tidy up a bit of outstanding correspondence. Then you lock your computer, get to your feet, and head out of your cube. Alice is ready to leave too, but her outfit makes a discreet departure problematic.

You saunter to the front entrance, smile and hold the door open for a couple of co-workers, and wait another minute or so for an opportune moment. Then, seeing nobody currently on their feet nearby, you frantically wave at Alice, who has been keeping you in view.

She hurries down the aisle and around the corner to join you, and the two of you head out into the car park. You drive her to Borger’s Burgers, where you order your usual meals while Alice sneaks into a booth. Then you...

sit down opposite her.
sit down next to her.


Alice is more than happy to converse, and the two of you begin to chat about various different things. You sit down on the chair in the corner of her cube, and she swings her chair around to face you, keeping her knees well apart so that you get a nice look at her see-through panties.

Seeing you staring hungrily at them, Alice grins and opens her legs obscenely wide, hooking her knees over the arm-rests of her chair. Your jaw drops in excitement, and she giggles delightfully. Over the course of the next few minutes, she casually strokes the front of her panties with her fingers while playing with her left breast with the other hand, which makes it very difficult to concentrate on anything she is saying.

Eventually you reluctantly say, “Well, back to work. Thanks for the chat, Alice!”

She winks at you, and you return to your desk.

Continue.


It is almost time for your daily team meeting, and you run some reports in preparation. You head into the conference room and see several of your colleagues and underlings already assembled. You notice that Alice is sitting with her arms folded, no doubt to conceal the transparency of her negligée. You assume she was the first to arrive, sneaking in while nobody was looking. You look at the available empty chairs, and choose to sit...

on Alice’s right.
opposite Alice.


You chat happily with Alice as you eat, and things seem to be going well. Then, during a lull in the conversation, you...

ask her if you can take a quick peek beneath the table at her panties.
ask her to take off her negligée.
ask her to give you a blow-job.


Alice smiles as you sit next to her, and the two of you spend a very pleasant lunch, chatting and laughing together. But you are desperate for some more intimacy, and when the conversation lapses briefly, you…

attempt to take off her negligée.
slip your hand into her panties.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
slip your hand into Alice’s panties.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
compliment Alice’s outfit.


Alice laughs. “Silly man,” she says. “All right then, if it’ll make you happy.”

You grin, and duck your head beneath the table. To your delight, she has opened her knees wide apart, and you get a good long look at her see-through panties. After almost a minute of happy staring, you sit up straight once more.

“Awesome!” you exclaim.

Alice laughs. “You’re welcome,” she says.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive Alice back to work where, with some scouting ahead and good timing, you manage to sneak her back to her desk unseen.

Continue.


Alice shivers. “I hope this doesn’t get me arrested,” she mutters, and she pulls her negligée up and over her head. “Happy now?”

You stare joyfully at her naked breasts. “Wow – yes!”

“Excuse me, do you mind putting some clothes on?” says a woman at a nearby table, sounding annoyed. “There are children in here!”

“Shit,” you mutter. “You’d better put your nightie back on.”

Alice nods. “Sorry!” she says to the woman who complained. “It was a dare. I didn’t mean to cause offence.”

“All right,” says the woman, somewhat mollified.

As Alice is putting on her negligée, however, a greater disaster strikes. “Don’t you work in customer service at Howes and Wellerman?” asks a middle-aged man, coming over to your table and staring sternly at Alice. Your heart sinks; it is Hector Wright, the managing director of your company.

Alice gulps. “Yes,” she says.

“Well consider yourself fired,” he says matter-of-factly. “This is not how I expect our customer service employees to behave in public.” With that, he turns and walks back to his table, leaving Alice looking stunned.

“Oh my god!” you exclaim, horrified. “I’m so sorry! I should never have asked you to take off your negligée – how stupid that was!”

Continue.


Alice chuckles, and says, “Okay.” She glances around to make sure nobody is looking her way, then she ducks down below the table. A moment later her head appears between your thighs. She grins up at you, then she unzips your trousers, reaches in, negotiates your boxer shorts, and pulls out your erection.

Taking it into her mouth, she begins to lovingly suck on it, her tongue swirling around its head. It feels wonderful, and your arousal steadily intensifies over the next couple of minutes. Finally, with a groan of pleasure, you release spurt after spurt of your semen into Alice’s mouth.

She continues to suck you gently, swallowing everything you produce, for the next minute or so. Then she tucks your softening penis back inside your boxers, zips you up, and climbs back into her seat.

“That was ... spectacular!” you say.

Alice laughs. “You’re welcome,” she says.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive Alice back to work where, with some scouting ahead and good timing, you manage to sneak her back to her desk unseen.

Continue.


Alice looks a little nervous as you lift up her negligée, but she raises her arms and allows you to pull it over her head. You place the garment on the table, and grin at her naked breasts.

“This is really risky...” she murmurs.

You nod, and...

say, “You’re probably right – go ahead and put your nightie back on.”
start to suck gently on her left nipple.


You reach into Alice’s panties, which makes her giggle. But as you start stroking her pussy, she closes her eyes and starts to breathe heavily. “Mmmm, that’s nice,” she murmurs. She eases her legs apart to allow you better access.

Then, as you caress her clitoris, she turns and kisses you on the lips. Your tongue swirls around hers, and as you find the opening of her vagina and start to slide it in, she moans with pleasure. You start to finger-fuck her in earnest, and she begins to squeal quietly into your shoulder as she bites your shirt.

Her body begins to shake as her orgasm approaches, and then, burying her face in your shoulder, she utters a long, muffled moan as her orgasm hits.

“Oh my god,” she pants, as she finally pulls away from you.

“You’re welcome,” you say with a smile.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive Alice back to work where, with some scouting ahead and good timing, you manage to sneak her back to her desk unseen.

Continue.


Nobody says anything, so your boss takes over and makes some announcements, and then your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report. Finally the meeting ends.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


Carla makes some announcements, then another of your colleagues, Stuart, gives his daily production report. Finally, the meeting is over.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you subtly reach into Alice’s panties and start stroking her pussy. As you sensuously rub her clitoris and labia, she begins to breathe more heavily.

“Are you all right, Alice?” asks Carla.

“Yes!” replies Alice, her cheeks flushing slightly. “Sorry – just feeling a little light-headed. But I’m okay. Please go on.”

“All right then,” says Carla, and she continues with her announcements. You carry on rubbing Alice’s pussy, and then you manage to worm a finger inside her, though you cannot get it very deep on account of the awkward angle. To Alice’s credit, she manages to keep a straight face despite your finger being inside her, though her cheeks turn very red.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. You and Alice leave the room and return to your respective cubes (Alice leaving the room last of course), and you start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


“I’d just like to say how nice Alice is looking in that top,” you say.

There are a couple of gasps around the table, and Trevor, the supervisor for the Eastern region, remarks, “Not exactly work-appropriate, is it?”

You immediately respond,

“Neither are your ties, Trevor, but we put up with those.”
“Ah, but you need to see it in the context of the entire ensemble.”


Half an hour later, Alice comes over to your cube and says, “I’m ready for my training session, Mr Trainer.”

You grin at her and say, “All right then!”

You undock your laptop and carry it through to the nearest conference room. As Alice sits down, you set it up in front of her, and then the two of you turn towards each other and kiss passionately.

You pull her negligée upward, and soon have her topless. Then she stands up, her panties descend to the floor, and she smiles at you with her eyes shining. “Now I’m naked,” she says, “what are you planning to do to me?”

You reply, “I want to...

fuck you in every orifice.”
fuck you outside.”
get you fired in the most spectacular manner possible.”


Alice smiles. “Well you might find my ears and nostrils a little challenging,” she says, “but you’re welcome to try.”

You laugh, and say, “How about we start with your...

mouth?”
vagina?”
anus?”


“Outside?” says Alice, with a shiver of nervous excitement. “Whereabouts outside?”

You grin and say, “I’ll let you know when we’re out there.”

“Okay,” she says. “I assume I’m leaving my clothes here?”

“Yup,” you confirm. “I’ll go first, and I’ll signal to you when to follow.”

Alice nods, and you step out of the conference room. Just getting Alice to the front entrance will be quite a challenge, since there are three double-rows of cubes between here and there, and therefore three aisles to cross. And she will have to walk down the full length of one of them.

You scout out the safest-looking route, wait until you are sure nobody is likely to spot a nude woman scurrying past, and then you beckon to Alice. She darts from the conference room doorway to the end of the first row of cubes, crouching low, and then to the end of the second, crossing the first aisle without incident.

You match down the second aisle, turn, and note that everybody in that aisle seems to be paying attention to their screens. You beckon to Alice, and she runs toward you, still in a low crouch. The front entrance is now mere feet away. You head over there, turn and look around to make sure the coast is clear, then signal to Alice.

She runs to join you, and the two of you slip outside, unnoticed. Here you turn to Alice and say, “Okay my love, now we’re going...

to have sex outside Hector’s office window.”
to the mall.”


Alice gasps. “But why? Do you want to get rid of me?”

“No!” you say. “But the way things are going, I think it’s obvious that sooner or later we’re going to run out of luck. It’ll only take one person to see you in an outrageously skimpy outfit, or naked, for the news to spread throughout the entire office and get back to Carla.”

“True,” admits Alice.

“So why not get fired on your own terms?” you say. “Instead of leaving it to fate, pick the when and where yourself. And the how.”

Alice smirks. “I assume you want a say in it too, though?”

“It can be a joint effort,” you tell her with a grin. “But first … assuming you get fired as a result of this, can we please continue to see each other? We’ve come so far … it would be insane to simply drop each other now, surely? I’d abandon this plan and have you dressing in jeans again before I chose to lose you forever.”

Alice smiles. “Well, you know, I’ve been giving this some thought as you can probably imagine. And I think perhaps it’s time for you to meet Charlie. How about you come over to my house for dinner this evening?”

Your eyes light up. “Really?” you say. “You think Charlie will be okay with it?”

“He’ll cope,” Alice says. “I can’t keep sacrificing my happiness forever. Plus, I’ve been telling him about you as a way of softening the blow. Who knows – perhaps the two of you will get on really well.”

“I can’t wait to meet him!” you say.

“Good,” says Alice with a smile. “Now, about this ‘getting fired’ plan…”

“Yes,” you say. “Do you have any thoughts on the matter?”

“Well you’ve just sprung it on me,” says Alice, “so give me a moment. Obviously you can’t be directly involved, or you’ll get fired too, and I wouldn’t want that.” She thinks for a couple of minutes, then says, “All right, I think I have a couple of options. You can choose which one you think is best.”

“Okay,” you say.

“Wait – I have three options,” says Alice. “And here they are. First, you take some sexy photos of me and I email them to the distribution list for the entire company.”

“Wow!” you say. “Nice – I like it.”

“Second,” continues Alice, “I climb up and stand on top of a cube wall right in the middle of the office, naked of course, and start singing ‘Never Gonna Give You Up’ by Rick Astley.”

“Nude Rick-rolling,” you remark. “Awesome! And the third option?”

“Third,” says Alice, “I go into Hector’s office, climb on to his desk, adopt the most indecent pose imaginable, and start masturbating.”

“That could backfire,” you say. “He might just take it as an invitation to try and fuck you.”

“I doubt it,” says Alice. “He’s way too straight-laced, or seems that way. But if you don’t like that option, you don’t have to pick it. So what’s your choice?”

You consider the options carefully, then say, “You know, I think I’ll go with…

the first option.”
the second option.”
the third option.”


Five o’clock rolls around, and you get ready to leave. Alice, for obvious reasons, is planning to wait until the five o’clock rush for the door has abated. You smile at her as you step out of your cube. “Did you have a good day?” you ask her.

“Yes thanks,” says Alice with a grin.

“Good!” you reply. “Well, see you tomorrow then!”

You head home, have dinner, and watch some television. That night you fall asleep thinking about Alice, and how nice it will be to see her again…

Continue.


Alice grins at you and undulates her hips seductively as you move from one position to another, photographing her from every conceivable angle.

“Wow,” you say, awestruck by her sexiness. “Now try another pose.”

Alice gets back into a sitting position, placing both of her feet on the table either side of her bottom. Then she leans back, spreading her legs wide apart, and uses two fingers of her right hand to part her labia, giving you the most shameless view yet of her pussy and vaginal opening.

“Oh my god,” you murmur, taking several more photos. “You’re sensational, Alice! Now...

put your clothes back on, you crazy woman.”
give me another pose.”


Alice gives you a cheeky grin as she slowly slides two of her fingers into her vagina. You laugh in delight and take the most explicit photos yet, even coming right up to the table and taking close-ups of her pussy, with her fingers sinking deep inside her.

“Alice,” you say, “this is just amazing – thank you! But...

now I really think you should put your clothes back on, you crazy woman!”
I’d like even more, if you’re up for it.”


Alice laughs. “I’m not sure how I can get any naughtier than this, but I’m open to suggestions.”

You set up your camera on a nearby table, aimed at Alice, and set the timer to twenty seconds. Then you press Start, and hurry over to stand in front of Alice. Dropping your trousers and boxers, you slide your erection halfway into Alice’s vagina, and then turn slightly to one side so that the camera will be able to see Alice’s pussy, and your penis penetrating her.

It is at this moment that Carla walks in. She takes one look at the two of you, gasps in astonishment, and then shrieks, “Oh my fucking God! You two are so unbelievably fired! Get dressed, pack your things, and get out!” Then she turns on her heel and walks out.

Your erection wilts rapidly, and you pull out of Alice’s vagina with a feeling of utter shock.

“Oh no, I’m so sorry!” exclaims Alice, looking upset as she hops off the table.

“Why?” you ask her in surprise. “This was as much my fault as yours. More, probably. It’s I who should be sorry.”

“But I never meant to cost you your job!” says Alice. “I’m not too bothered about mine – I have a better one to go to – but I shouldn’t have endangered yours!”

“Oh don’t worry, I’m sure I’ll find something else,” you tell her uneasily.

“I hope so,” she says. “But perhaps it will be best for you not to have me in your life. I’m clearly a bad influence!”

Your jaw drops. “I’m pretty sure I’ve been the main instigator of what we’ve been doing!” you say.

“But you wouldn’t have got into trouble if I hadn’t been here,” says Alice, pulling on her panties. “You know I can’t see you outside work anyway, so it’s academic. I’m sorry, Bob, but this is goodbye.”

She puts her negligée on, then she comes over and gives you a farewell kiss. “Goodbye,” she says.

She leaves the kitchen and heads for the front entrance, pausing only to grab her bag and a couple of photos of her son from her cube. You take some time to pack away your own things, and then you say your goodbyes and leave the office for good.

THE END


Alice is more than happy to converse, and the two of you begin to chat about various different things. You sit down on the chair in the corner of her cube, and she swings her chair around to face you, with her breasts fully exposed, and keeping her knees well apart so that you get a nice look at her panties.

Seeing you staring hungrily at her panties, Alice grins and opens her legs obscenely wide, hooking her knees over the arm-rests of her chair. Your jaw drops in excitement, and she giggles delightfully. Over the course of the next few minutes, she casually strokes the front of her panties with her fingers while playing with her left breast with the other hand, which makes it very difficult to concentrate on anything she is saying.

After a while you say,

“Well, back to work. Thanks for the chat, Alice!”
“Let’s see you remove those panties...”


Alice takes your return to your cube as permission to put her negligée back on. You grin at her as you sit down, then you turn to your computer in order to do some work.

Continue.


“Naughty man!” says Alice in mock exasperation. “Well I suppose I won’t be any more fired if I’m naked when someone comes around the corner.” She brings her legs together, then takes her panties off then places them on top of her negligée. Putting her knees back over the arms of her chair, she resumes her former position with her thighs spread wide apart and her naked pussy now gloriously displayed.

“Awesome!” you whisper, and she giggles.

The two of you continue to converse, while Alice casually begins to masturbate, slowly rubbing her clitoris with two fingers. Eventually, seeing her excitement mounting, you...

say, “Well, back to work. Thanks for the chat, Alice!”
pull out your phone and take a couple of photos.


You take two beautiful shots of Alice masturbating for all she’s worth, then you switch to video and record her moment of orgasm, as her legs spasm and she squeals into her crooked elbow.

“Oh my god,” she gasps, panting as her body goes limp in her chair.

“Well, back to work,” you say, finally wrenching your eyes away from Alice’s moist pussy. “Thanks for the chat, Alice!”

Continue.


“Thank you,” says Alice, quickly picking up her negligée and pulling it over her head. As she tugs it down to cover her breasts, she says, “People were starting to notice, and I’m really not comfortable flashing my breasts at total strangers.”

“Fair enough,” you say.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive Alice back to work where, with some scouting ahead and good timing, you manage to sneak her back to her desk unseen.

Continue.


As you suck on Alice’s nipple, she closes her eyes and murmurs, “Mmmm, that’s lovely...”

But then, “Excuse me, could you two please take your public indecency somewhere else?” says a woman at a nearby table, sounding annoyed. “There are children in here!”

“Shit,” you mutter, disengaging from Alice’s breast. “You’d better put your nightie back on.”

Alice nods. “Sorry!” she says to the woman who complained. “We just got carried away. We didn’t mean to cause offence.”

“Well you did!” says the woman.

As Alice is putting on her negligée, a greater disaster strikes. “Don’t you two work in customer service at Howes and Wellerman?” asks a middle-aged man, coming over to your table and staring sternly at you. Your heart sinks; it is Hector Wright, the managing director of your company.

You nod, feeling like a misbehaving schoolboy, and Alice gulps. “Yes,” she says.

“Well consider yourselves fired,” he says matter-of-factly. “This is not how I expect our customer service employees to behave in public.” With that, he turns and walks back to his table, leaving you and Alice feeling stunned.

“Oh my god!” Alice groans. “I’m so sorry! I should never have let you take off my negligée – how stupid that was!”

“Why are you sorry?” you ask her in surprise. “This was as much my fault as yours. More, probably. It’s I who should be sorry.”

“But I never meant to cost you your job!” says Alice. “I’m not too bothered about mine – I have a better one to go to – but I shouldn’t have endangered yours!”

“Oh don’t worry, I’m sure I’ll find something else,” you tell her uneasily.

“I hope so,” she says. “But perhaps it will be best for you not to have me in your life. I’m clearly a bad influence!”

Your jaw drops. “I’m pretty sure I’ve been the main instigator of what we’ve been doing!” you say.

“But you wouldn’t have got into trouble if I hadn’t been here,” says Alice. “You know I can’t see you outside work anyway, so it’s academic. I’m sorry, Bob, but this is goodbye. Could you take me back to the office please?”

You drive her back to work, where she does not even go inside; she merely heads to her car and drives away, out of your life forever.

You head inside and take some time to pack away your own things, then you say your goodbyes and leave the office for good.

THE END


Everybody laughs, even Carla, and even Trevor manages a chuckle. His ties are notoriously tacky, a fact of which he is oddly proud.

“Nevertheless,” says Carla, “it’s not appropriate, Bob, for you to comment on a female colleague’s clothing like that...”

“Oh I don’t mind,” says Alice quickly. “I’m glad Bob likes it.”

Carla looks at her, then at you, and then she shrugs. “If the two of you have that kind of rapport, then fine, I suppose. But now can we perhaps get on with the meeting?”

“Of course,” you say. “Please continue.”

As Carla goes through some announcements, you smile across at Alice, who rolls her eyes and shakes her head, no doubt in disbelief that the full extent of her state of undress remains undiscovered. But then she gives you a small smile.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. You and Alice return to your respective cubes (Alice leaving the room last of course), and you start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


Alice looks stunned, and stares at you in confusion. Then she looks to Carla, who is frowning at her thoughtfully. Turning back to you, Alice says pointedly, “Do you mean for me to stand up and show everyone what I’m wearing?”

You reply,

“Sure, why not?”
“No, not at all.”


“I’m not sure what you’re playing at, Bob,” says Carla sternly, “but you’re on very thin ice right now. Alice, while I’m suddenly curious about your ensemble, please don’t feel obliged to get up and show us.”

Alice gulps. “No, it’s okay,” she says, and she unfolds her arms and gets to her feet.

Jaws drop around the table as the hem of Alice’s negligée, and her see-through panties, come into view. Eyes are also drawn to her breasts, which are clearly visible through the gauzy material now that her arms are not hiding them.

For a long moment, nobody says anything. Then Tracey, one of the longest-serving members of the team, remarks, “Well it’s a lovely negligée...”

“Alice, could you come to my office please?” says Carla. “Meeting over!” She gets up and walks out of the room.

Alice walks around the table and leaves, following Carla. You jump up and hurry after her, catching her just outside the conference room. She looks up at you with a rather hurt expression. “Why did you do that?” she asks.

You take her hands in yours. “I’m sorry if that embarrassed you,” you say. “The thought that you were being so amazingly sexy and nobody but me knew about it ... it just finally got to be too much. I just had to show them all how incredible you look today!”

She shrugs. “Well now I’m getting fired, so we won’t be able to work together anymore,” she says. “I hope it was worth it.”

“Seeing you rise out of that seat ... and everyone’s reactions ... it almost was worth it,” you tell her. “But not if I never get to see you again. Please tell me we can make it work ... outside work.”

“I’m hurt that you blind-sided me that like that,” she says candidly. “If that was what you wanted me to do – to go out with a bang like that – you should have trusted me enough to talk to me about it beforehand. We could have planned it together.”

You consider this. “You’re absolutely right,” you tell her. “I am truly, truly sorry. Please ... will you allow me to make it up to you?”

You see Alice glance behind you, and you turn to see the faces of your colleagues, gathered excitedly in the conference room doorway. You turn back to Alice. “I want to be a part of your life. I want to meet your son. I want to win him over and be a part of his life too. But right now, I just want you to forgive me for a moment’s foolishness. Please don’t depart from my life forever just because, very occasionally, I can be a bit of an idiot...”

Alice smiles. “Nice speech,” she says. “As it happens I was already thinking it might be time for you to meet Charlie. So, while I haven’t quite forgiven you yet ... would you like to come to my house for dinner tonight?”

You pull her into your arms and kiss her passionately, while your colleagues behind you erupt in cheers and applause. When you and Alice finally pull apart, Alice is smiling and blushing.

“Well, off I go to get fired,” she says. “See you later, you naughty man.” And with that, she turns and walks away in the direction of Carla’s office, with her head held high.

THE END


Carla raises an eyebrow. “I’m missing something here, clearly. But I’m not sure that Alice’s outfits are an appropriate topic of discussion for this meeting. Can we move on, do you think?”

“Of course!” you say. “My apologies. Please continue.”

As Carla goes through some announcements, you smile across at Alice, who rolls her eyes and shakes her head, no doubt in disbelief that the full extent of her state of undress remains undiscovered.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. You and Alice return to your respective cubes (Alice leaving the room last of course), and you start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


Alice smiles, gets down on her knees, and opens her mouth as you press the tip of your erection against her lips. She begins sucking on it, and twirls her tongue around its engorged head with a technique that feels incredible.

Caressing her hair with one hand, you gently fuck her mouth, enjoying the feeling of her soft lips on your shaft, and her squirming tongue that greedily explores every inch of your erection.

You feel your arousal building, and...

decide to climax in her mouth.
say, “Okay let’s switch to your vagina.”
say, “Okay, let’s switch to your anus.”


Alice grins and lies back on the table, lifting her legs up and spreading them wide apart. You slide your erection into her vagina, thrusting it all the way to her cervix as you press your loins against hers. Then you begin to fuck her with a gentle rhythm, causing her to coo with delight and writhe her supple body.

Increasing your pace, you grab Alice’s hips and hold her steady while you ram your erection deep inside her with each stroke. Her entire body flushed with arousal, she moans with pleasure, arching her back and closing her eyes as she savours the sensations you are giving her.

You feel your climax steadily approaching, so you...

decide to climax in her vagina.
say, “Okay let’s switch to your mouth.”
say, “Okay, let’s switch to your anus.”


Alice stands up, turns, and slowly bends over the table, spreading her feet apart and arching her back to present her anus to you, all the while maintaining eye contact and a naughty smile.

You push the head of your erect penis against her puckered anal sphincter, which yields gradually for a moment before expanding to accommodate your girth. Sinking your erection deep into her rectum, you begin thrusting with long, powerful strokes, the impact of your hips cushioned by her beautifully-shaped buttocks.

“Ohhhh...” she gasps. “Yes...”

Clutching her hips tightly, you fuck Alice harder and harder, revelling in your lust for this incomparably exciting woman. As your thrusting intensifies, so does the wonderfully taboo sensation of your flesh caressing the smooth inner walls of her bowel.

With your excitement growing more and more intense, you...

decide to climax in her anus.
say, “Okay let’s switch to your mouth.”
say, “Okay, let’s switch to your vagina.”


“Oh god...” you groan as your orgasm looms. “Sweet Alice, I’m going to come in your mouth...”

Moments later, your pelvis shudders and jerks as your sperm erupts all over Alice’s tongue and tonsils. She sucks harder, hungrily drinking down every morsel of fluid that your pulsing penis disgorges. For the next minute or so she continues to suck you gently, almost worshipfully, until finally she pulls back, giving your drooping penis a tender kiss before releasing it entirely.

“Wow!” you exclaim breathlessly. “That was ... amazing.”

“Good,” says Alice with a smile. “It was supposed to be.”

At your request, Alice remains naked for the rest of the hour, while you talk, kiss, and cuddle. Then she puts her panties and negligée back on, and the two of you return to your respective desks.

Continue.


Once you have committed yourself to your climax, you cease holding back even slightly. You pour all of your energy into fucking Alice as hard and as fast as possible, and you feel your orgasm rapidly approaching.

To your delight, Alice seems on the verge of her own climax, and as you groan and shudder from the intensity of your climax, Alice’s body bucks and spasms with her own. You feel your semen spurting deep inside her, and you collapse in a limp heap on top of her naked body.

“Oh ... my ... fucking ... god,” Alice murmurs.

“Seconded,” you gasp.

At your request, Alice remains naked for the rest of the hour, while you talk, kiss, and cuddle. Then she puts her panties and negligée back on, and the two of you return to your respective desks.

Continue.


Your rigid penis pistons back and forth in Alice’s rectum, alternately thrusting deep and then pulling back until its head is nudging against her anal muscle, with an energy that grows by the minute.

You slap Alice’s right buttock, and she gasps and tenses up. Her anus grips you harder, and this sends you over the edge. With a series of ecstatic groans, you shoot your semen deep into her bowels, slowing the pace, but not the depth, of your thrusting until your entire sperm load has been spent.

Panting hard, you bend down and rest your head on Alice’s back. “Man that was fantastic,” you murmur. “Thank you.”

She reaches back and strokes your hair as you rest and recover your ability to move. Then you stand up and pull your penis out of her, and she stands and turns to give you a long kiss on the lips.

At your request, Alice remains naked for the rest of the hour, while you talk, kiss, and cuddle. Then she puts her panties and negligée back on, and the two of you return to your respective desks.

Continue.


Alice giggles. “Oh gosh, that’s crazy!” she says in a low voice. But she follows you as you make your way along the front of the building, ducking low every time you pass a window. The car park and a row of shrubs lie between you and the main road, but you can still glimpse the vehicles that pass, and if you can see them, their drivers can presumably see you and Alice, if they happen to be looking in the right direction.

You reach Hector’s window, and peer cautiously inside. The managing director is sitting at his desk, with his back to you, facing his computer.

“Okay,” you say in a low voice, “get up against the window, facing Hector.”

Alice obliges, pressing her breasts against the glass. She spreads her feet apart, sticks her bottom out, and says, “Now fuck me, Bob!”

Unwilling to expose anything of yourself to passing cars, you take your penis out through the zip of your trousers, position yourself behind Alice, and slowly ease your erection up into her vagina. Burying it deep, you begin to thrust inside her, aided by flexion of your knees.

Alice moans softly, but Hector remains oblivious to her breasts bouncing and squishing against his window in time with your thrusting.

Hector’s door is open, and you tense in alarm as you see someone walk past his doorway, but you continue fucking Alice, bumping her up against the window with increasing rapidity until you feel yourself approaching your climax. At this point you...

fuck her harder still, bringing on your orgasm.
slow down, delaying your orgasm.


“The mall?” gasps Alice. “Whereabouts in the mall? Won’t we get arrested?”

“We’ll make it work,” you assure her. “Come on.”

You unlock your car as you hurry over to it with Alice, and both of you climb in. Alice giggles as she pulls the passenger seatbelt across her naked body.

“Drive on!” she says excitedly. Then she sobers up a little. “Just ... look after me, okay?”

“Of course I will,” you assure her.

You drive her out of the car park, and down the road towards the mall. As you pull into the large shopping centre’s car park, you find a spot close to one of its lesser-used entrances. Nevertheless, there are still a lot of people in sight, trekking to or from their card, and Alice regards them nervously.

“We’ll walk in together,” you say. “Those people are all on our right, so stay on my left and my body will eclipse yours. Mostly.”

Alice gulps, but nods. “Okay.”

Your plan seems to work. With Alice sticking close to your left side, her nudity is unlikely to be noticed by a casual glance in your direction, and you do not see any odd looks. You reach the door, and step through.

Inside, you find yourself at one end of a short corridor that leads into the main section of the mall. Halfway down the corridor, on the right, is a unisex toilet. Closer to you, on the left, is an unmarked door.

Dozens of shoppers are walking past the corridor’s far end. Any of them could at any moment turn and glance your way. Clearly mindful of this, Alice positions herself behind you.

Beyond the passing shoppers, you can see Cat’s Corner, a lingerie shop. You regard it thoughtfully for a moment, then say, “Okay, let’s...

try that unmarked door.”
have sex in that toilet.”
run over to Cat’s Corner and buy you something.”


You pound your erection up into Alice with ever-harder strokes, until you gasp and groan in orgasm, pumping your semen deep inside her. Alice breathlessly rests her head against the window for a moment, and then the two of you duck out of sight.

“That was brilliant,” giggles Alice as you make your way back towards the front entrance.

“Yup, it certainly was,” you reply. You head inside, look around, and beckon to Alice to follow you.

Continue.


You slow the pace of your thrusting, savouring the naughtiness of fucking Alice in so public a place. More people pass by Hector’s open doorway as you look in, but fortunately none of them glances your way.

Hector, however, is not so obliging. He turns suddenly to look at something on his wall, and then catches sight of Alice out of the corner of his eye. His head snaps around and he gasps at the sight of Alice’s naked breasts pressed against his window. Then his face turns bright red and he points at both of you in turn. “Fired!” he shouts, his voice muffled by the thick glass. “Fired!”

You pull out of Alice hastily, and the two of you hurry back towards the front entrance. There Alice pauses, and turns to face you. “I’m so sorry, Bob!” she says.

“Why?” you ask her in surprise. “This was as much my fault as yours. More, probably. It’s I who should be sorry.”

“But I never meant to cost you your job!” says Alice. “I’m not too bothered about mine – I have a better one to go to – but I shouldn’t have endangered yours!”

“Oh don’t worry, I’m sure I’ll find something else,” you tell her uneasily.

“I hope so,” she says. “But perhaps it will be best for you not to have me in your life. I’m clearly a bad influence!”

Your jaw drops. “I’m pretty sure I’ve been the main instigator of what we’ve been doing!” you say.

“But you wouldn’t have got into trouble if I hadn’t been here,” says Alice. “You know I can’t see you outside work anyway, so it’s academic. I’m sorry, Bob, but this is goodbye.”

She stands on tiptoe and gives you a farewell kiss. “Goodbye,” she says.

She heads inside and makes for the conference room, where she puts on her negligée and panties. Then, stopping at her cube only to pick up her bag and a couple of photos of her son, she walks out of the office and out of your life. You take some time to pack away your own things, and then you say your goodbyes and leave the office for good.

THE END


You scout ahead and find that all three aisles between the front door and the conference room are currently clear of anyone standing, walking, or talking to colleagues across the aisle. All three are therefore potential options for a route back to the conference room, with the first aisle being perhaps the riskiest because it leads right into the middle of the office.

Upon consideration, you choose to lead Alice down...

the first aisle.
the second aisle.
the third aisle.


You head to the end of the first aisle, and beckon to Alice. She crouches low and hurries towards you, as you head straight for the conference room.

Alice makes it to the end of the aisle without incident, then she turns and sneaks past the ends of the second and third aisles on her way to the conference room. Slipping through the door just after you, she shuts it behind her and says “Whew!”

You take her naked body in your arms and kiss her lips tenderly. “Good girl,” you say. “That was very brave of you!”

“Thanks,” she says, giggling. “It really was. Fun, though!”

At your request, Alice remains naked for the rest of the hour, while you talk, kiss, and cuddle. Then she puts her panties and negligée back on, and the two of you return to your respective desks.

Continue.


You head to the end of the second aisle, and beckon to Alice. She crouches low and hurries past the first aisle, pauses by the next row of cubes, then turns and heads towards you down the second aisle, as you head straight for the conference room.

But then disaster strikes! You hear an exclamation of surprise, and see a man getting to his feet in a cube ahead of Alice. It is soon followed by more exclamations, and more heads popping up.

“Oops, busted!” says Alice with a false laugh, as she covers her breasts with her left arm and her pussy with her right hand. “It’s a dare – I hoped I could get back to my clothes without being seen, but I guess not!”

Carla emerges from her office to see what the commotion is. “Alice!” she exclaims in shock.

“I’m sorry Carla!” says Alice, now looking rather distressed. “It was a dare...”

“Never mind what it was!” says Carla. “Get dressed immediately and report to my office!”

“Yes Carla – of course,” says Alice. She trots to the end of the aisle, then turns and heads for the conference room, slipping inside just after you.

She closes the door behind her, and says, “Oh my god oh my god oh my god!”

“I’m so sorry!” you exclaim. “Apparently I led you down the wrong aisle! Perhaps if I go and explain to Carla that I pressured you into it...”

“Don’t you dare!” says Alice. “No point in us both getting fired! No, you stay well out of it. I won’t be mentioning you at all to Carla.”

“But ... she’ll fire you!” you say

Continue.


You head to the third aisle, make your way down to its far end, and then beckon to Alice. She crouches low and hurries after you, passing Carla’s office as you head straight for the conference room.

Alice makes it to the end of the third aisle without incident, then she turns and sneaks down it, keeping low, on her way to the conference room. Slipping through the door just after you, she shuts it behind her and says “Whew!”

You take her naked body in your arms and kiss her lips tenderly. “Good girl,” you say. “That was very brave of you!”

“Thanks,” she says, giggling. “It really was. Fun, though!”

At your request, Alice remains naked for the rest of the hour, while you talk, kiss, and cuddle. Then she puts her panties and negligée back on, and the two of you return to your respective desks.

Continue.


You head for the unmarked door and try the handle. It opens, and you find yourself looking into a small room containing a floor-cleaning machine, a table with a newspaper on it, and shelves and shelves of cleaning supplies.

“Welcome to the janitor’s room,” you remark, stepping inside.

Alice steps in and closes the door. “Looks like a perfect place!” she says. “As long as the janitor doesn’t come back.”

You nod. “Lie down on the table,” you tell her. She does so, lifting her legs up and spreading her thighs apart.

“Fuck me, Bob,” she says.

You waste no time in dropping your trousers and boxer shorts. As you sink your erection into her vagina, you sigh with pleasure. You start gently fucking her, and Alice sighs happily too.

Three minutes later, you are beginning to pick up the pace when the door opens and in walks a middle-aged man in overalls. He stops and stares at you. Alice squeals in alarm. You halt your thrusting, wondering what to do.

“Please don’t stop on my account!” says the man, grinning broadly. One of his lower incisors is missing.

You look down at Alice, and...

say “Come on, we should get out of here.”
resume fucking her.


You hurry to the toilet, open the door, and step inside with Alice following right behind you. There is a urinal on one wall, and a large stall containing a sit-down toilet. Will you...

pull Alice into the stall and lock the door?
bend her over the urinal and fuck her from behind?


“Oh god, really?” says Alice anxiously. “You’re not going to get me arrested, right?”

“Trust me,” you say. “Just stick close to me, okay?”

Alice takes a deep breath. “Okay,” she says.

You lead her out into the mall, and hurriedly cross through multiple streams of astonished pedestrian traffic as you head for Cat’s Corner. You know the owner of the shop – he is an old friend of yours – and you are fairly sure he will be cooperative. You get to the doorway, head inside, and look around for your friend. But all you see is his assistant, Terri, whom you hardly know at all. There do not appear to be any other customers here.

“Hi Terri,” you say. “Is Jason in?”

Terri stares at Alice, open-mouthed. “Um, yes, I’ll fetch him,” she says, and she almost runs to the back of the shop.

“Bob!” says Jason, his bald head shining under the fluorescent lights. “And … wow.”

“Alice here has had a bit of a misfortune with her clothes,” you say, “and we were hoping to fix her up with something here.”

“Of course,” says Jason smoothly. “Here, let me just close the shop for a bit, to give you some privacy.”

“Thank you,” says Alice gratefully.

When Jason returns, he says, “What sort of thing were you looking to buy?”

You think for a moment, then reply, “Well, obviously anything’s better than being naked, so I think…

a nice see-through negligée will do nicely.”
just a pair of panties will be fine.”
just a bra will suffice.”


“I agree!” says Alice, and she climbs off the table as you let her up.

“Sorry for the intrusion,” you say to the janitor as you walk past him and out of the door.

“I don’t mind,” he replies, looking a little disappointed as Alice follows you out.

“We’d better get back to the car,” you murmur to Alice, “or he’s liable to follow us around.”

Alice stays ahead of you until you both get outside, then she stays on your right for the short walk back to your car. Once again, Alice’s nude walk appears to go unnoticed.

“Well that was disappointing,” you sigh, as you get into the driver’s seat. “I was really hoping to come inside you in the mall.”

“How about just outside the mall?” suggests Alice, reclining her seat as far as it will go.

“Heck yes!” you say eagerly, and you climb on top of her, unzipping your trousers in the process. Seconds later you are inside her again, fucking her as vigorously as the cramped conditions allow. Alice wraps her legs around your back, and does not attempt to muffle her loud expressions of approval of the way things are going.

You climax inside her with a groan of ecstasy, your pulsing erection gushing semen over Alice’s cervix. You collapse on top of her, and she caresses your back while you recover your breath.

“Back to work, I suppose,” you say, climbing back into the driver’s seat.

“Getting back to the conference room will be a whole new adventure,” Alice remarks.

“Yup,” you agree.

You drive Alice back to the office, park you car, and run hand in hand with her back to the front entrance. You head inside, look around, and beckon to Alice to follow you.

Continue.


Having sex with an audience is a strange experience, but you figure that if the janitor is enjoying the view, he is not very likely to call the police or mall security. It is a little unnerving, however, when he comes over and crouches down to peer curiously at your cock sliding in and out of Alice’s vagina.

Alice chooses to ignore him, closing her eyes and arching her back as she moans with pleasure. She therefore does not see him inspecting her breasts up close, and when he reaches out and grasps her right breast with his hand, she merely smiles, no doubt thinking it is your hand. You slap his arm away and give him a stern look, but he merely grins in response.

Soon you feel your orgasm approaching, and you step up your thrusting pace, hammering your erection into Alice at a rate that makes her breasts jiggle fascinatingly. Then you gasp as you begin to shoot your sperm deep inside her.

Alice writhes and moans with pleasure as you stroke her clitoris while slowing the pace of your thrusting. After a few seconds, she climaxes herself, uttering load moans that make the janitor hastily run over to shut the door.

You withdraw your penis from Alice’s body, then pull your boxers and trousers up, not wanting to expose yourself to the janitor for any longer than necessary. Alice, of course, with her legs still spread wide, could hardly be any more exposed, and the janitor grins as he watches some of your semen oozing out of her vaginal opening.

You help Alice off the table, and then you bid the janitor an awkward goodbye. Leaving the room, you follow Alice to the outside door, then stay on her left as you hurry back to the car.

“Well that was interesting,” says Alice, as she climbs into the passenger seat.

You chuckle. “You took his presence very well,” you remark. “I’m sure you must have felt very exposed.”

Alice grins. “Yes, but I was very keen on having you fuck me, and I was kind of glad you didn’t let his presence bother you.”

You drive Alice back to the office, park you car, and run hand in hand with her back to the front entrance. You head inside, look around, and beckon to Alice to follow you.

Continue.


As you lock the door, Alice climbs on to the seat of the toilet, turns around, squats, leans back to grasp a metal rail on the wall with both hands, and spreads her thighs impressively wide. Her vagina is thus presented for your penetration at a convenient height above the floor.

You grin at her, then drop your trousers and boxers to reveal your highly aroused penis, which you then start to gently insert into her. She sighs and closes her eyes as you begin to fuck her, and soon you have a steady rhythm going.

Two minutes later, Alice has begun to exhale in soft moans. But you freeze as you hear the door opening, and a man whistling as he walks over to the urinal. You hold still, waiting for him to finish and leave.

Alice is clearly getting uncomfortable. Perhaps in order to forestall a cramp, she lifts her left foot off the seat, flexes her leg a couple of times, then replaces it. Then she does the same for her right foot.

You hear the man washing his hands, then the sound of the automatic dryer. Finally, the door opens and closes.

“Whew!” says Alice as you resume thrusting. “Well that was annoying. Do you think you could try to finish quickly please? My legs aren’t very happy.”

“Sure,” you say, and you increase your thrusting speed, escalating the sensations in your groin until you feel your orgasm getting close.

“Oh yes, that’s it!” gasps Alice. “Fuck me! Come inside me!”

With a rush of hormones that make your vision blur momentarily, you start ejaculating your sperm into the innermost recesses of Alice’s vagina. “Ohhhh!” you groan, your loins convulsing as your penis continues to spurt its load inside her.

You reach out, grab Alice around the waist, and pull her off the toilet and into your arms. Still impaled on your softening erection, she wraps her legs around you and kisses you on the lips.

Finally slipping out of her, you set her down and say, “Okay, we’d better get back to work.”

“Agreed,” says Alice.

Leaving the toilet, you follow Alice to the outside door, then stay on her left as you hurry back to the car. You drive her back to the office, park, and then run with her to the front entrance of your office building. You head inside, look around, and beckon to Alice to follow you.

Continue.


“Ugh,” says Alice as she grips the sides of the urinal, “this isn’t exactly romantic!”

“True,” you say, “but we’re a little short of options.” You take out your penis, stick it up against her vaginal opening, and slowly ease your way inside her. Then you begin to thrust, gently at first, and then more powerfully.

You have been fucking her for only a couple of minutes when the door opens and a young man walks in. He gasps when he sees the two of you, and Alice squeals in alarm. But the man merely chuckles, shakes his head in disbelief, turns around, and leaves the toilet.

“I hope he hasn’t gone to fetch security!” says Alice.

You remove your penis from her vagina, place it against her anus, and start to slide it into her rectum. “I doubt it,” you say. “But just in case, let’s make this quick.”

You begin fucking her anus as hard as you can, while Alice gasps and grips the urinal with white knuckles. Soon you reach your climax, and groan as you pump your semen deep into her bowels.

“Okay, let’s get out of here,” you say, pulling out of her. “How was that for you?”

“We’ve had better sex,” admits Alice. “But I can’t fault your energy.”

“Next time will be better,” you promise her.

Leaving the toilet, you follow Alice to the outside door, then stay on her left as you hurry back to the car. You drive her back to the office, park, and then run with her to the front entrance of your office building. You head inside, look around, and beckon to Alice to follow you.

Continue.


Jason maintains a surprisingly straight face as he says, “Well we have a variety of negligées in stock. Did you have a particular colour or style in mind?”

Alice, now clearly feeling more comfortable about the situation, says, “A pastel green or blue please – or possibly white. And … make it the most transparent one you have in one of those colours.”

Jason smiles. “I know just the one,” he says. He marches away, then returns a moment later carrying an ultra-sheer white negligée with a white bow between the breasts.

“That’s perfect!” says Alice, and you have to agree – it will conceal absolutely nothing of Alice’s gorgeous body. “Could I try it on?”

“Of course!” says Jason.

Alice puts it on right there, and gives you a twirl. Her breasts are perfectly visible through the material – almost as clearly on display as when she was naked. The garment is too short to cover her pussy.

“I love it!” you say.

“So do I,” says Alice, taking it off. “I’ll take it.”

Jason takes it over to the till and rings it up. “That’ll be eighteen ninety-nine,” he says.

As you pay for the negligée, Alice says, “Excuse me Jason, but would you mind if Bob and I have sex in your changing room?”

Jason blinks. Then he says, “Not at all. Be my guest.”

“Thanks,” you say to him with a grin. You and Alice head into the changing room, where there are several hooks for clothes as well as a wooden changing bench. Alice bends over, resting her hands on the bench, and you waste no time in getting your erection into her moist vagina.

“I think I like this shop,” says Alice, closing her eyes and arching her back to allow you deeper penetration.

You fuck her at a leisurely pace, building momentum slowly over the course of the next five minutes. But as Alice’s blissful vocalisations get louder, you can’t resist pounding your engorged cock into her as fast and as hard as you can. Her moans climb in pitch, and you try to hold back just long enough for her to climax together with you, but you are too close, and suddenly your body convulses and shudders as you begin pumping Alice full of your sperm. You maintain your thrusting pace, however, and as your orgasm is winding down, she climaxes with a long, protracted moan that is almost a scream.

Breathlessly you cuddle her from behind as your penis softens inside her. Then you murmur in her ear, “That was wonderful, but we’d better get back to work.”

“Yes,” she agrees, and the two of you leave the changing room on slightly unsteady legs.

Jason is standing near the entrance with a bag containing Alice’s negligée. Alice takes it with a “Thank you Jason!”, and then she opens the door and marches out into the mall without a moment’s hesitation. You follow her, impressed, as she calmly walks at least fifty feet among dozens of open-mouthed shoppers. As she reaches the corridor leading towards the car park, you catch her up and put your arm around her waist.

“Well done my love,” you say. “That was amazing.”

She giggles. “It’s fun being naughty!” she says.

You reach the outside door, then walk back to the car without any attempt to conceal Alice from passers-by. You drive her back to the office, park, and then, conscious of the greater need for discretion here, the two of run stealthily to the front entrance of your office building. You head inside, look around, and beckon to Alice to follow you.

Continue.


Jason maintains a surprisingly straight face as he says, “Well we have lots of panties in stock. Did you have a particular colour or style in mind?”

Alice, now clearly feeling more comfortable about the situation, says, “A thong please – see-through if possible, and white. All of my panties are white – it symbolises my innocence and purity.”

You stifle a snort of laughter, and Alice elbows you in the ribs.

Jason smiles. “I believe we have such a thing,” he says. He walks over to a display, then returns carrying a skimpy little thong made of gauzy white material.

“That’s perfect!” says Alice. “I’ll take it.”

Jason takes it over to the till and rings it up. “That’ll be seven ninety-nine,” he says.

As you pay for the thong, Alice says, “Excuse me Jason, but would you mind if Bob and I have sex in your changing room?”

Jason blinks. Then he says, “Not at all. Be my guest.”

“Thanks,” you say to him with a grin. You and Alice head into the changing room, where there are several hooks for clothes as well as a wooden changing bench. Alice bends over, resting her hands on the bench, and you waste no time in getting your erection into her moist vagina.

“I think I like this shop,” says Alice, closing her eyes and arching her back to allow you deeper penetration.

You fuck her at a leisurely pace, building momentum slowly over the course of the next five minutes. But as Alice’s blissful vocalisations get louder, you can’t resist pounding your engorged cock into her as fast and as hard as you can. Her moans climb in pitch, and you try to hold back just long enough for her to climax together with you, but you are too close, and suddenly your body convulses and shudders as you begin pumping Alice full of your sperm. You maintain your thrusting pace, however, and as your orgasm is winding down, she climaxes with a long, protracted moan that is almost a scream.

Breathlessly you cuddle her from behind as your penis softens inside her. Then you murmur in her ear, “That was wonderful, but we’d better get back to work.”

“Yes,” she agrees, and the two of you leave the changing room on slightly unsteady legs.

Jason is standing near the entrance with a bag containing Alice’s thong. Alice takes it with a “Thank you Jason!”, and then she opens the door and marches out into the mall without a moment’s hesitation. You follow her, impressed, as she calmly walks at least fifty feet among dozens of open-mouthed shoppers. As she reaches the corridor leading towards the car park, you catch her up and put your arm around her waist.

“Well done my love,” you say. “That was amazing.”

She giggles. “It’s fun being naughty!” she says.

You reach the outside door, then walk back to the car without any attempt to conceal Alice from passers-by. You drive her back to the office, park, and then, conscious of the greater need for discretion here, the two of run stealthily to the front entrance of your office building. You head inside, look around, and beckon to Alice to follow you.

Continue.


Jason maintains a surprisingly straight face as he says, “Well we have lots of bras in stock. Did you have a particular colour or style in mind?”

Alice, now clearly feeling more comfortable about the situation, says, “Something sexy please – see-through if possible, and something pastel in colour, or perhaps white.”

Jason smiles. “I’m sure we can find something you like,” he says. He walks over to a display, then returns carrying a skimpy little white bra. “What do you think of this?” He opens it out. “It’s not see-through, but it’s what we call a shelf bra – it basically holds up your breasts but doesn’t cover your nipples.

“That’s perfect!” says Alice, pleased. “I’ll take it.”

Jason takes it over to the till and rings it up. “That’ll be twenty-four ninety-nine,” he says.

As you pay for the bra, Alice says, “Excuse me Jason, but would you mind if Bob and I have sex in your changing room?”

Jason blinks. Then he says, “Not at all. Be my guest.”

“Thanks,” you say to him with a grin. You and Alice head into the changing room, where there are several hooks for clothes as well as a wooden changing bench. Alice bends over, resting her hands on the bench, and you waste no time in getting your erection into her moist vagina.

“I think I like this shop,” says Alice, closing her eyes and arching her back to allow you deeper penetration.

You fuck her at a leisurely pace, building momentum slowly over the course of the next five minutes. But as Alice’s blissful vocalisations get louder, you can’t resist pounding your engorged cock into her as fast and as hard as you can. Her moans climb in pitch, and you try to hold back just long enough for her to climax together with you, but you are too close, and suddenly your body convulses and shudders as you begin pumping Alice full of your sperm. You maintain your thrusting pace, however, and as your orgasm is winding down, she climaxes with a long, protracted moan that is almost a scream.

Breathlessly you cuddle her from behind as your penis softens inside her. Then you murmur in her ear, “That was wonderful, but we’d better get back to work.”

“Yes,” she agrees, and the two of you leave the changing room on slightly unsteady legs.

Jason is standing near the entrance with a bag containing Alice’s bra. Alice takes it with a “Thank you Jason!”, and then she opens the door and marches out into the mall without a moment’s hesitation. You follow her, impressed, as she calmly walks at least fifty feet among dozens of open-mouthed shoppers. As she reaches the corridor leading towards the car park, you catch her up and put your arm around her waist.

“Well done my love,” you say. “That was amazing.”

She giggles. “It’s fun being naughty!” she says.

You reach the outside door, then walk back to the car without any attempt to conceal Alice from passers-by. You drive her back to the office, park, and then, conscious of the greater need for discretion here, the two of run stealthily to the front entrance of your office building. You head inside, look around, and beckon to Alice to follow you.

Continue.


“Okay,” says Alice with a grin. “Let’s do it then!”

You pull out your phone, and Alice adopts a discreetly sexy pose, leaning against the table with her hands covering her breasts and her leg bent so that her pussy is obscured. You take a photo. “Nice!” you say. “Are your nipples too sexy for this photo shoot, then?”

Alice thinks for a moment. “Well, once I send these photos, they’ll be out in cyberspace for all to see and they won’t ever disappear, I’m sure. One day Charlie might even see them. So I have to consider that.”

“I don’t consider your nipples offensive,” you remark.

Alice chuckles. “Thank you,” she says. “I suppose I don’t mind my breasts appearing on the web.” She removes her hands and leans back on the table, her breasts fully exposed.

You take another photo, and then give her a kiss. “Thank you,” you say. “Now how about an artful nude?”

“The photos you’ve taken so far haven’t been artful?” she inquires playfully. “I’m disappointed.”

“I meant with your pussy showing,” you say. “Nothing explicit, just nature at its finest.”

Alice thinks about this for a moment, then says, “Oh all right – I suppose I’m not ashamed of my body.”

“Quite right too!” you agree. “Your body is beautiful – nothing at all to be ashamed of.”

Alice climbs on the table and sits down with her legs stretched along it. She rests on one hand while cupping the back of her head with the other. “How’s this?”

“Ooh, I like it – very artful!” you tell her, and you take a couple more photos. Then you say, “How about spreading your legs a bit, but putting your hand over your pussy?”

“Sounds a little naughtier than I had in mind,” says Alice, “but go ahead – I can always choose not to send it if I don’t like it.” She opens her legs, bending one knee and raising it high. She covers her pussy with her right hand, and smiles seductively at you.

You grin and take another photo. “Now one without the hand in the way?” you suggest.

Alice laughs. “Cheeky bugger!” she says. But she removes her hand. “This one isn’t going to get sent to the entire company, you realise!”

“Smile for the camera,” you say.

She smiles, and you take another photo. Then you say, “Now spread your legs a little wider, and part your pussy lips with your fingers.”

Alice sticks out her tongue at you, but she complies. Then, at your request, she lies back, spreads her legs obscenely wide, and inserts a finger into her vagina. “Nice!” you say, taking more photos.

Alice sits up again. “Now send them to me,” she says, “and I’ll forward them to my work email address, and send them from there to the entire company.” She sounds a little breathless with excitement.

The photos are large, so you send them one at a time – including the most explicit ones. Then Alice puts on her negligée and panties, and sneaks back to her desk. You return to your cube, and await the firestorm.

Ten minutes later, Alice comes over to your cube. She sits down in your spare chair and puts her head in her hands. “Oh my god,” she murmurs. “Well, I’ve done it!”

You check your email, and see a new one from Alice. Opening it, you laugh in delight to see her naked photos – including, you are astonished to see, the photo in which Alice was parting her labia with her fingers. “Holy shit!” you exclaim.

“I know!” groans Alice. “I shouldn’t have. I was masturbating as I was adding the photos, and I got a little too excited. But it’s too late to repent now…”

Gasps and exclamations of astonishment and horror are beginning to erupt all around you. Alice listens to them for a moment, then she deliberately gets up, takes off her negligée and panties, and tosses them in your bin. “Not much point in being modest any more,” she says with an impish grin. She returns to her desk, sits down in her chair, turns it around to face her cube’s entrance, and then hooks her knees over its arms. With her thighs spread wide and her pussy on display, she starts masturbating, and this is how Carla finds her when she comes storming out of her office.

“Have you gone absolutely fucking insane?” demands Carla, staring aghast at Alice’s moist labia and vaginal opening.

“No – just bored out of my mind with this stupid job,” says Alice impudently.

“Well let me solve that problem for you; you’re fired!” says Carla. “Get the fuck out of here!”

Alice gets out of her chair, calmly takes a couple of photos of her son off her wall, picks up her bag, and marches out of her cube. She gives you a wink, and then walks down the aisle, heading for the front entrance. Carla follows, no doubt to make sure she leaves.

Neil, on his feet in the cube next to yours, watches Alice’s retreating naked body in amazement. Then he turns to you and says, “What the fuck was that all about? What’s got into Alice?”

“No idea,” you say with a shrug. “I’ll ask her at dinner.”

THE END


“Okay,” says Alice with her eyes shining. “I’ll do it!”

She sneaks out of the conference room and, crouching low, makes her way to the middle of the office. Returning to your cube, you remain standing as you watch her nimbly climb up on top of the partition wall, which is about five feet in height. Perching precariously on a T-section of the wall, Alice takes a deep breath, then begins to sing.

“We’re no strangers to love,” she sings, her voice understandably a little shaky. “You know the rules and so do I. A full commitment’s what I’m thinking of; you wouldn’t get this from any other guy…”

You are not the only person on your feet now. Heads have popped up out of cubes all over the room, and all eyes are on Alice’s naked body. Some people are exclaiming in shock; others are asking Alice what on Earth she is doing.

“Never gonna give you up!” Alice belts out, her voice stronger now, and perfectly in tune. “Never gonna let you down, never gonna run around and desert you…”

You see a blur out of the corner of your eye, and turn to see Carla racing down the nearest aisle between you and Alice. “Get down from there this minute!” your boss shrieks. “What the hell do you think you’re doing, Alice?”

Alice finishes the chorus, then she climbs down, and you see her talking back to Carla defiantly. You cannot hear what they are saying over the sudden general hubbub, but then Alice starts trotting back towards your aisle, with a furious Carla following close behind. Alice gives you a wink as she passes your cube, then she enters her own to pick up her bag and a couple of photos of Charlie. Still naked, she re-emerges and starts walking down the aisle, heading for the front entrance. Carla follows, no doubt to make sure she leaves.

Neil, on his feet in the cube next to yours, watches Alice’s retreating naked body in amazement. Then he turns to you and says, “What the fuck was that all about? What’s got into Alice?”

“No idea,” you say with a shrug. “I’ll ask her at dinner.”

THE END


“Okay,” says Alice, looking excited, but a little anxious. “I’ll do it!”

She sneaks out of the conference room, and you follow her, but only as far as your cube. You watch as she creeps down the long central aisle running the entire length of the office, keeping low to avoid being seen prematurely. Somebody says “Hey!”, but Alice continues quickly. At this point you realise that you are not going to be able to see what Alice does from your cube, so you send a few documents to a colour printer, and head over to the printer on the pretext of collecting them.

From the printer you have a fairly good view of Hector’s office. You see Alice reach the end of the aisle, stand up straight, and walk in to see Hector. You see her climb on to his desk and spread her legs in front of him. You see his look of astonishment and, you note in amusement, abject terror. He recoils in a panic, standing up and backing away, while staring in horror at Alice’s pussy (which you cannot see from your vantage point).

Then you hear his yell: “Get out! You’re fired!” When Alice does not immediately react, he practically screams at her, “Get out or I’ll call the police!”

Carla comes running, just as Alice is climbing off Hector’s desk. At this point you quietly return to your cube, and find that almost everybody in the office is on their feet, staring in the direction of Hector’s office, wondering what the commotion is all about.

Then you see Alice trotting this way, followed closely by a furious-looking Carla. Alice sees you and gives you a wink, but she looks a little rattled. She enters her cube, and picks up her bag and a couple of photos of Charlie. Then, still naked, she leaves her cube and makes her way down the aisle towards the front entrance. Carla follows, no doubt to make sure she leaves.

Neil, on his feet in the cube next to yours, watches Alice’s retreating naked body in amazement. Then he turns to you and says, “What the fuck was that all about? What’s got into Alice?”

“No idea,” you say with a shrug. “I’ll ask her at dinner.”

THE END


Alice reaches out and takes your hand. “Don’t worry about it,” she says. “Something like this was bound to happen sooner or later, the way we’ve been going. And like I told you, I have a good job to go to. I’ll be fine.”

“But I’ll never get to see you again!” you say sadly.

She smiles at you. “Well I’ve been thinking about that,” she says, “and I’ve decided that it’s time for you to meet Charlie. How about you come over to my house for dinner this evening?”

Your eyes light up. “Really?” you say. “You think Charlie will be okay with it?”

“He’ll cope,” Alice says. “I can’t keep sacrificing my happiness forever. Plus, I’ve been telling him about you as a way of softening the blow. Who knows – perhaps the two of you will get on really well.”

“I can’t wait to meet him!” you say.

“Good,” says Alice, smiling fondly at you. “There, you see? The future isn’t looking quite so bad now, is it?”

“Indeed!” you say happily. Suddenly, the future is looking very bright indeed!

THE END


You arrive for your next day at work feeling good, and looking forward to spending some more time with Alice. As you head down the aisle towards your cube, you see Alice already seated at her desk, wearing a white tank-top. As you approach, you realise to your astonishment that you can faintly see her nipples through it. You are fairly sure it is not supposed to be outerwear.

“Hi Alice!” you say, and she turns and smiles happily at you.

“Hi!” she replies. As you reach her cube, she swings her chair around to face you, keeping her legs wide apart so you have an unobstructed view of the front of her white thong, which is apparently the only other thing she is wearing, since she is also barefoot. “Is this outfit risky enough?” she asks impishly. She stands up, and you note that her top stops a good four inches short of her thong.

When you finally recover your ability to speak, you clear your throat, then say,

“That’s incredible! Your outfits just get better and better!”
“Not bad. Could be a little sexier...”


Alice’s giggles. “Well thank you,” she says. “We made it through yesterday, so I thought I would go even skimpier today. But I’m still hoping to avoid discovery. We’ll see how it goes.”

“Well, I love it,” you say. “Good luck!”

“Thanks – I think I’ll need it!” She turns back to her computer, while you head into your cube and sit at your own desk to start your day’s work.

Continue.


Alice chuckles. “You think so?” she says. She hoists her tank-top up over her head and drops it on her desk, so that she is now wearing nothing but her thong. “How about now?”

“Perfect!” you say with a grin, admiring her bare breasts. “You’re amazing.”

She laughs, then turns back to her computer, hurriedly putting her tank-top back on in the process, while you head into your cube and sit at your own desk to start your day’s work.

Continue.


The minutes tick by, and soon it is nine o’clock. By this time you are rather thirsty, and you get up to make yourself some tea. You are happy to see Alice emerging from her cube, carrying her pink mug.

“You’re seriously going to the kitchen like that?” you gasp.

“It’s nine o’clock drink time!” she laughs. “Of course I am!” And the two of you walk together down the aisle towards the kitchen.

As you make your drink, Alice walks over to the fridge, opens it, and bends over to fetch a carton of milk. You can’t help grinning at the sight of her buttocks with the thin white strip of her thong nestling between them. Feeling very aroused, you…

casually walk over, pull her thong aside, and insert your erection into her vagina.
say “Take off your clothes.”


“Mmmm...” Alice murmurs happily as you ease your erect penis inside her. She remains bent over as you begin to fuck her with powerful thrusts. You feel light-headed – anybody from the office could at any moment walk into the kitchen to make themselves a drink or fetch something from the fridge – but you are past caring as your arousal builds toward a climax.

Normally you would prolong the experience, but time is not on your side, so you do not hold back in the slightest as you pound your erection into Alice as hard and as fast as you possibly can. Soon you are groaning in your orgasm as you pump your semen deep into her vagina. Then, after just a few seconds to get your breath back, you pull out of her and hastily tuck your penis away.

Alice straightens up and turns around, looking very flushed. She grabs your face and kisses you passionately on the lips. “Thank you,” she says, “that was wild!”

You chuckle. “The pleasure was all mine,” you say.

“Not all, certainly,” grins Alice.

Having both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.


Alice straightens up and turns around, looking anxious but excited. “Okay,” she says, and she pulls her tank-top up over her head and then tugs her thong down, stepping out of it so she is now naked. “I hope nobody comes in...” she says, caressing her breasts as she looks at the doorway.

“Good girl,” you say to her. “Now...

put your clothes back on, you crazy woman.”
pose for some photos.”


She gapes indignantly, then sticks her tongue out at you. Quickly she puts her thong and tank-top back on.

Having both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, fortunately without meeting anyone on the way, and continue with your work.

Continue.


Alice giggles as you take out your phone, and she strikes a seductive pose by the fridge.

“Very good!” you say appreciatively as you take a photo. “Keep going!”

She sits on the edge of a table, cups her breasts, and licks her lips as you take the next photo. Then she lifts her left foot on to the table next to her, leaning back so that her pussy is explicitly and beautifully displayed.

“Brilliant!” you enthuse, taking more photos. “More please!”

Alice laughs, and turns over on to her hands and knees. She arches her back and moves her knees apart, lewdly displaying her pussy and anus as she looks back at you over her shoulder and gives you a sultry look.

“Oh man, this is amazing,” you say. “Now...

put your clothes back on, you crazy woman.”
hold that pose for a while – I want to get several angles.”


Later in the morning, you wander over to Alice’s cube and ask how she’s doing.

“Not bad thanks,” she says, “but I do have a question...”

You lean on her desk as you peer at her screen. As she describes what she is doing, you...

move behind her and reach down into her tank-top to caress her breasts?
take off her tank-top?
slide your hand into her thong and stroke her pussy?


You slide both of your hands down inside her tank-top and take hold of her breasts, squeezing her nipples gently between your fingers. She sighs happily. “Mmmm,” she murmurs. “That’s nice...”

You turn your attention to Alice’s screen, and finish helping her with her question as you continue to gently fondle her breasts. Then you withdraw your hands, and…

sit down to have a chat with her.
return to your desk.


You slide your hand inside her thong, and begin stroking her pussy. She moans softly, then clears her throat loudly to cover it up. As you curve your middle finger around and slip it inside her vagina, she gasps and closes her eyes.

You turn your attention back to Alice’s screen, and finish helping her with her question as you gently finger-fuck her and her arousal grows visibly. You continue fingering her as she valiantly tries to keep her moans silent, until she bends over her desk, shuddering in an intense orgasm and squealing into her elbow. You look around anxiously, but nobody seems to have noticed. You withdraw your hand from Alice’s panties as she sits up straight, her cheeks crimson, and you grin at her while she fans herself with one hand.

Once she has recovered herself a bit, you…

sit down to have a chat with her.
return to your desk.


You start to pull the tank-top up and over her head, which makes her giggle nervously.

“You want me sitting at my desk in just my thong?” she asks in a low voice, as she raises her arms to let you remove the tank-top. “You’re crazy!”

You fold up the garment and lay it on her desk, then you turn your attention back to her screen, and finish helping her with her question. Then you...

sit down to have a chat with her.
return to your desk.


Lunchtime approaches, and you tidy up a bit of outstanding correspondence. Then you lock your computer, get to your feet, and head out of your cube. Alice is ready to leave too, but her outfit makes a discreet departure problematic.

You saunter to the front entrance, smile and hold the door open for a couple of co-workers, and wait another minute or so for an opportune moment. Then, seeing nobody currently on their feet nearby, you frantically wave at Alice, who has been keeping you in view.

She hurries down the aisle and around the corner to join you, and the two of you head out into the car park. You drive her to Borger’s Burgers, where you order your usual meals while Alice sneaks into a booth. Then you...

sit down opposite her.
sit down next to her.


Alice is more than happy to converse, and the two of you begin to chat about various different things. You sit down on the chair in the corner of her cube, and she swings her chair around to face you, keeping her knees well apart so that you get a nice look at her thong.

Seeing you staring hungrily at it, Alice grins and opens her legs obscenely wide, hooking her knees over the arm-rests of her chair. Your jaw drops in excitement, and she giggles delightfully. Over the course of the next few minutes, she casually strokes the front of her thong with her fingers while playing with her left breast with the other hand, which makes it very difficult to concentrate on anything she is saying.

Eventually you reluctantly say, “Well, back to work. Thanks for the chat, Alice!”

She winks at you, and you return to your desk.

Continue.


It is almost time for your daily team meeting, and you run some reports in preparation. You head into the conference room and see several of your colleagues and underlings already assembled. You notice that Alice is sitting with her arms folded, no doubt to conceal the transparency of her top. You assume she was the first to arrive, sneaking in while nobody was looking. You look at the available empty chairs, and choose to sit...

on Alice’s right.
opposite Alice.


You chat happily with Alice as you eat, and things seem to be going well. Then, during a lull in the conversation, you...

ask her if you can take a quick peek beneath the table at her thong.
ask her to take off her tank-top.
ask her to give you a blow-job.


Alice smiles as you sit next to her, and the two of you spend a very pleasant lunch, chatting and laughing together. But you are desperate for some more intimacy, and when the conversation lapses briefly, you…

attempt to take off her tank-top.
slip your hand into her thong.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
slip your hand into Alice’s thong.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
compliment Alice’s outfit.


Alice laughs. “Silly man,” she says. “All right then, if it’ll make you happy.”

You grin, and duck your head beneath the table. To your delight, she has opened her knees wide apart, and you get a good long look at her thong. After almost a minute of happy staring, you sit up straight once more.

“Awesome!” you exclaim.

Alice laughs. “You’re welcome,” she says.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive Alice back to work where, with some scouting ahead and good timing, you manage to sneak her back to her desk unseen.

Continue.


Alice shivers. “I hope this doesn’t get me arrested,” she mutters, and she pulls her tank-top up and over her head. “Happy now?”

You stare joyfully at her naked breasts. “Wow – yes!”

“Excuse me, do you mind putting some clothes on?” says a woman at a nearby table, sounding annoyed. “There are children in here!”

“Shit,” you mutter. “You’d better put your top back on.”

Alice nods. “Sorry!” she says to the woman who complained. “It was a dare. I didn’t mean to cause offence.”

“All right,” says the woman, somewhat mollified.

As Alice is putting on her tank-top, however, a greater disaster strikes. “Don’t you work in customer service at Howes and Wellerman?” asks a middle-aged man, coming over to your table and staring sternly at Alice. Your heart sinks; it is Hector Wright, the managing director of your company.

Alice gulps. “Yes,” she says.

“Well consider yourself fired,” he says matter-of-factly. “This is not how I expect our customer service employees to behave in public.” With that, he turns and walks back to his table, leaving Alice looking stunned.

“Oh my god!” you exclaim, horrified. “I’m so sorry! I should never have asked you to take off your top – how stupid that was!”

Continue.


Alice chuckles, and says, “Okay.” She glances around to make sure nobody is looking her way, then she ducks down below the table. A moment later her head appears between your thighs. She grins up at you, then she unzips your trousers, reaches in, negotiates your boxer shorts, and pulls out your erection.

Taking it into her mouth, she begins to lovingly suck on it, her tongue swirling around its head. It feels wonderful, and your arousal steadily intensifies over the next couple of minutes. Finally, with a groan of pleasure, you release spurt after spurt of your semen into Alice’s mouth.

She continues to suck you gently, swallowing everything you produce, for the next minute or so. Then she tucks your softening penis back inside your boxers, zips you up, and climbs back into her seat.

“That was ... spectacular!” you say.

Alice laughs. “You’re welcome,” she says.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive Alice back to work where, with some scouting ahead and good timing, you manage to sneak her back to her desk unseen.

Continue.


Alice looks a little nervous as you lift up her tank-top, but she raises her arms and allows you to pull it over her head. You place the garment on the table, and grin at her naked breasts.

“This is really risky...” she murmurs.

You nod, and...

say, “You’re probably right – go ahead and put your top back on.”
start to suck gently on her left nipple.


You reach into Alice’s thong, which makes her giggle. But as you start stroking her pussy, she closes her eyes and starts to breathe heavily. “Mmmm, that’s nice,” she murmurs. She eases her legs apart to allow you better access.

Then, as you caress her clitoris, she turns and kisses you on the lips. Your tongue swirls around hers, and as you find the opening of her vagina and start to slide it in, she moans with pleasure. You start to finger-fuck her in earnest, and she begins to squeal quietly into your shoulder as she bites your shirt.

Her body begins to shake as her orgasm approaches, and then, burying her face in your shoulder, she utters a long, muffled moan as her orgasm hits.

“Oh my god,” she pants, as she finally pulls away from you.

“You’re welcome,” you say with a smile.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive Alice back to work where, with some scouting ahead and good timing, you manage to sneak her back to her desk unseen.

Continue.


Nobody says anything, so your boss takes over and makes some announcements, and then your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report. Finally the meeting ends.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


Carla makes some announcements, then another of your colleagues, Stuart, gives his daily production report. Finally, the meeting is over.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you subtly reach into Alice’s thong and start stroking her pussy. As you sensuously rub her clitoris and labia, she begins to breathe more heavily.

“Are you all right, Alice?” asks Carla.

“Yes!” replies Alice, her cheeks flushing slightly. “Sorry – just feeling a little light-headed. But I’m okay. Please go on.”

“All right then,” says Carla, and she continues with her announcements. You carry on rubbing Alice’s pussy, and then you manage to worm a finger inside her, though you cannot get it very deep on account of the awkward angle. To Alice’s credit, she manages to keep a straight face despite your finger being inside her, though her cheeks turn very red.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. You and Alice leave the room and return to your respective cubes (Alice leaving the room last of course), and you start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


“I’d just like to say how nice Alice is looking in that top,” you say.

There are a couple of gasps around the table, and Trevor, the supervisor for the Eastern region, remarks, “Not exactly work-appropriate, is it?”

You immediately respond,

“Neither are your ties, Trevor, but we put up with those.”
“Ah, but you need to see it in the context of the entire ensemble.”


Half an hour later, Alice comes over to your cube and says, “I’m ready for my training session, Mr Trainer.”

You grin at her and say, “All right then!”

You undock your laptop and carry it through to the nearest conference room. As Alice sits down, you set it up in front of her, and then the two of you turn towards each other and kiss passionately.

You pull her tank-top upward, and soon have her topless. Then she stands up, her thong descends to the floor, and she smiles at you with her eyes shining. “Now I’m naked,” she says, “what are you planning to do to me?”

You reply, “I want to...

fuck you in every orifice.”
fuck you outside.”
get you fired in the most spectacular manner possible.”


Alice smiles. “Well you might find my ears and nostrils a little challenging,” she says, “but you’re welcome to try.”

You laugh, and say, “How about we start with your...

mouth?”
vagina?”
anus?”


“Outside?” says Alice, with a shiver of nervous excitement. “Whereabouts outside?”

You grin and say, “I’ll let you know when we’re out there.”

“Okay,” she says. “I assume I’m leaving my clothes here?”

“Yup,” you confirm. “I’ll go first, and I’ll signal to you when to follow.”

Alice nods, and you step out of the conference room. Just getting Alice to the front entrance will be quite a challenge, since there are three double-rows of cubes between here and there, and therefore three aisles to cross. And she will have to walk down the full length of one of them.

You scout out the safest-looking route, wait until you are sure nobody is likely to spot a nude woman scurrying past, and then you beckon to Alice. She darts from the conference room doorway to the end of the first row of cubes, crouching low, and then to the end of the second, crossing the first aisle without incident.

You match down the second aisle, turn, and note that everybody in that aisle seems to be paying attention to their screens. You beckon to Alice, and she runs toward you, still in a low crouch. The front entrance is now mere feet away. You head over there, turn and look around to make sure the coast is clear, then signal to Alice.

She runs to join you, and the two of you slip outside, unnoticed. Here you turn to Alice and say, “Okay my love, now we’re going...

to have sex outside Hector’s office window.”
to the mall.”


Alice gasps. “But why? Do you want to get rid of me?”

“No!” you say. “But the way things are going, I think it’s obvious that sooner or later we’re going to run out of luck. It’ll only take one person to see you in an outrageously skimpy outfit, or naked, for the news to spread throughout the entire office and get back to Carla.”

“True,” admits Alice.

“So why not get fired on your own terms?” you say. “Instead of leaving it to fate, pick the when and where yourself. And the how.”

Alice smirks. “I assume you want a say in it too, though?”

“It can be a joint effort,” you tell her with a grin. “But first … assuming you get fired as a result of this, can we please continue to see each other? We’ve come so far … it would be insane to simply drop each other now, surely? I’d abandon this plan and have you dressing in jeans again before I chose to lose you forever.”

Alice smiles. “Well, you know, I’ve been giving this some thought as you can probably imagine. And I think perhaps it’s time for you to meet Charlie. How about you come over to my house for dinner this evening?”

Your eyes light up. “Really?” you say. “You think Charlie will be okay with it?”

“He’ll cope,” Alice says. “I can’t keep sacrificing my happiness forever. Plus, I’ve been telling him about you as a way of softening the blow. Who knows – perhaps the two of you will get on really well.”

“I can’t wait to meet him!” you say.

“Good,” says Alice with a smile. “Now, about this ‘getting fired’ plan…”

“Yes,” you say. “Do you have any thoughts on the matter?”

“Well you’ve just sprung it on me,” says Alice, “so give me a moment. Obviously you can’t be directly involved, or you’ll get fired too, and I wouldn’t want that.” She thinks for a couple of minutes, then says, “All right, I think I have a couple of options. You can choose which one you think is best.”

“Okay,” you say.

“Wait – I have three options,” says Alice. “And here they are. First, you take some sexy photos of me and I email them to the distribution list for the entire company.”

“Wow!” you say. “Nice – I like it.”

“Second,” continues Alice, “I climb up and stand on top of a cube wall right in the middle of the office, naked of course, and start singing ‘Never Gonna Give You Up’ by Rick Astley.”

“Nude Rick-rolling,” you remark. “Awesome! And the third option?”

“Third,” says Alice, “I go into Hector’s office, climb on to his desk, adopt the most indecent pose imaginable, and start masturbating.”

“That could backfire,” you say. “He might just take it as an invitation to try and fuck you.”

“I doubt it,” says Alice. “He’s way too straight-laced, or seems that way. But if you don’t like that option, you don’t have to pick it. So what’s your choice?”

You consider the options carefully, then say, “You know, I think I’ll go with…

the first option.”
the second option.”
the third option.”


Five o’clock rolls around, and you get ready to leave. Alice, for obvious reasons, is planning to wait until the five o’clock rush for the door has abated. You smile at her as you step out of your cube. “Did you have a good day?” you ask her.

“Yes thanks,” says Alice with a grin.

“Good!” you reply. “Well, see you tomorrow then!”

You head home, have dinner, and watch some television. That night you fall asleep thinking about Alice, and how nice it will be to see her again…

Continue.


Alice grins at you and undulates her hips seductively as you move from one position to another, photographing her from every conceivable angle.

“Wow,” you say, awestruck by her sexiness. “Now try another pose.”

Alice gets back into a sitting position, placing both of her feet on the table either side of her bottom. Then she leans back, spreading her legs wide apart, and uses two fingers of her right hand to part her labia, giving you the most shameless view yet of her pussy and vaginal opening.

“Oh my god,” you murmur, taking several more photos. “You’re sensational, Alice! Now...

put your clothes back on, you crazy woman.”
give me another pose.”


Alice gives you a cheeky grin as she slowly slides two of her fingers into her vagina. You laugh in delight and take the most explicit photos yet, even coming right up to the table and taking close-ups of her pussy, with her fingers sinking deep inside her.

“Alice,” you say, “this is just amazing – thank you! But...

now I really think you should put your clothes back on, you crazy woman!”
I’d like even more, if you’re up for it.”


Alice laughs. “I’m not sure how I can get any naughtier than this, but I’m open to suggestions.”

You set up your camera on a nearby table, aimed at Alice, and set the timer to twenty seconds. Then you press Start, and hurry over to stand in front of Alice. Dropping your trousers and boxers, you slide your erection halfway into Alice’s vagina, and then turn slightly to one side so that the camera will be able to see Alice’s pussy, and your penis penetrating her.

“Where should I look?” Alice asks.

“Um, look up at my face adoringly please,” you say.

“That won’t be hard,” says Alice. She gives you a look that makes your heart race, and the camera flashes.

You bend over and kiss her, then you say, “Okay, let’s...

quit while we’re ahead. Get your clothes on, you crazy woman!”
take one with my cock in your anus ... if that’s okay?”


“Anything you want,” says Alice with a warm smile.

You pull your penis out of her, return to your phone, hit Start again, and then hurry back to Alice. You gently slide your erection into her anus, making her wince slightly. Once you have got the head of your penis fully through her anal sphincter, you feel her relax.

“Happy smile at the camera this time,” you instruct her.

Alice obliges beautifully, and you gently remove your penis from her rectum. Then you take a deep breath, and say, “All right, now...

we really need to get back to work. Put your clothes on, you crazy woman!”
I just have to fuck you!”


“Finally!” says Alice with a pretty laugh. She lies back and sighs happily as you slide your penis back into her vagina and begin to fuck her, slowly at first but gradually increasing in pace until you are hammering your loins against hers at a frenetic rate.

It is at this moment that Carla walks in. She takes one look at the two of you, gasps in astonishment, and then shrieks, “Oh my fucking God! You two are so unbelievably fired! Get dressed, pack your things, and get out!” Then she turns on her heel and walks out.

Your erection wilts rapidly, and you pull out of Alice’s vagina with a feeling of utter shock.

“Oh no, I’m so sorry!” exclaims Alice, looking upset as she hops off the table.

“Why?” you ask her in surprise. “This was as much my fault as yours. More, probably. It’s I who should be sorry.”

“But I never meant to cost you your job!” says Alice. “I’m not too bothered about mine – I have a better one to go to – but I shouldn’t have endangered yours!”

“Oh don’t worry, I’m sure I’ll find something else,” you tell her uneasily.

“I hope so,” she says. “But perhaps it will be best for you not to have me in your life. I’m clearly a bad influence!”

Your jaw drops. “I’m pretty sure I’ve been the main instigator of what we’ve been doing!” you say.

“But you wouldn’t have got into trouble if I hadn’t been here,” says Alice, pulling on her thong. “You know I can’t see you outside work anyway, so it’s academic. I’m sorry, Bob, but this is goodbye.”

She puts her tank-top on, then she comes over and gives you a farewell kiss. “Goodbye,” she says.

She leaves the kitchen and heads for the front entrance, pausing only to grab her bag and a couple of photos of her son from her cube. You take some time to pack away your own things, and then you say your goodbyes and leave the office for good.

THE END


Alice is more than happy to converse, and the two of you begin to chat about various different things. You sit down on the chair in the corner of her cube, and she swings her chair around to face you, with her breasts fully exposed, and keeping her knees well apart so that you get a nice look at her thong.

Seeing you staring hungrily at her thong, Alice grins and opens her legs obscenely wide, hooking her knees over the arm-rests of her chair. Your jaw drops in excitement, and she giggles delightfully. Over the course of the next few minutes, she casually strokes the front of her thong with her fingers while playing with her left breast with the other hand, which makes it very difficult to concentrate on anything she is saying.

After a while you say,

“Well, back to work. Thanks for the chat, Alice!”
“Let’s see you remove that thong...”


Alice takes your return to your cube as permission to put her tank-top back on. You grin at her as you sit down, then you turn to your computer in order to do some work.

Continue.


“Naughty man!” says Alice in mock exasperation. “Well I suppose I won’t be any more fired if I’m naked when someone comes around the corner.” She brings her legs together, then takes her thong off then places it on top of her tank-top. Putting her knees back over the arms of her chair, she resumes her former position with her thighs spread wide apart and her naked pussy now gloriously displayed.

“Awesome!” you whisper, and she giggles.

The two of you continue to converse, while Alice casually begins to masturbate, slowly rubbing her clitoris with two fingers. Eventually, seeing her excitement mounting, you...

say, “Well, back to work. Thanks for the chat, Alice!”
pull out your phone and take a couple of photos.


You take two beautiful shots of Alice masturbating for all she’s worth, then you switch to video and record her moment of orgasm, as her legs spasm and she squeals into her crooked elbow.

You hear a cry of outrage from behind you, and turn in alarm to see Carla standing just outside Alice’s cube. Alice squeals and sits upright, putting her feet down on the floor and clasping her hands over her breasts.

“Oh my fucking God!” exclaims Carla. “You two are so unbelievably fired! Alice get dressed, both of you pack your things, and get out!” Then, shaking her head in disbelief, she marches off down the aisle.

“Oh no, I’m so sorry!” Alice exclaims, looking upset as she puts her thong back on.

“Why?” you ask her in surprise. “This was as much my fault as yours. More, probably. It’s I who should be sorry.”

“But I never meant to cost you your job!” says Alice. “I’m not too bothered about mine – I have a better one to go to – but I shouldn’t have endangered yours!”

“Oh don’t worry, I’m sure I’ll find something else,” you tell her uneasily.

“I hope so,” she says. “But perhaps it will be best for you not to have me in your life. I’m clearly a bad influence!”

Your jaw drops. “I’m pretty sure I’ve been the main instigator of what we’ve been doing!” you say.

“But you wouldn’t have got into trouble if I hadn’t been here,” says Alice. “You know I can’t see you outside work anyway, so it’s academic. I’m sorry, Bob, but this is goodbye.”

She puts her tank-top on, then she gives you a farewell kiss. “Goodbye,” she says.

She picks up her bag, takes two photos of her son off the wall of her cube, and heads for the front entrance. You take some time to pack away your own things, and then you say your goodbyes and leave the office for good.

THE END


“Thank you,” says Alice, quickly picking up her tank-top and pulling it over her head. As she tugs it down to cover her breasts, she says, “People were starting to notice, and I’m really not comfortable flashing my breasts at total strangers.”

“Fair enough,” you say.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive Alice back to work where, with some scouting ahead and good timing, you manage to sneak her back to her desk unseen.

Continue.


As you suck on Alice’s nipple, she closes her eyes and murmurs, “Mmmm, that’s lovely...”

But then, “Excuse me, could you two please take your public indecency somewhere else?” says a woman at a nearby table, sounding annoyed. “There are children in here!”

“Shit,” you mutter, disengaging from Alice’s breast. “You’d better put your top back on.”

Alice nods. “Sorry!” she says to the woman who complained. “We just got carried away. We didn’t mean to cause offence.”

“Well you did!” says the woman.

As Alice is putting on her tank-top, a greater disaster strikes. “Don’t you two work in customer service at Howes and Wellerman?” asks a middle-aged man, coming over to your table and staring sternly at you. Your heart sinks; it is Hector Wright, the managing director of your company.

You nod, feeling like a misbehaving schoolboy, and Alice gulps. “Yes,” she says.

“Well consider yourselves fired,” he says matter-of-factly. “This is not how I expect our customer service employees to behave in public.” With that, he turns and walks back to his table, leaving you and Alice feeling stunned.

“Oh my god!” Alice groans. “I’m so sorry! I should never have let you take off my top – how stupid that was!”

“Why are you sorry?” you ask her in surprise. “This was as much my fault as yours. More, probably. It’s I who should be sorry.”

“But I never meant to cost you your job!” says Alice. “I’m not too bothered about mine – I have a better one to go to – but I shouldn’t have endangered yours!”

“Oh don’t worry, I’m sure I’ll find something else,” you tell her uneasily.

“I hope so,” she says. “But perhaps it will be best for you not to have me in your life. I’m clearly a bad influence!”

Your jaw drops. “I’m pretty sure I’ve been the main instigator of what we’ve been doing!” you say.

“But you wouldn’t have got into trouble if I hadn’t been here,” says Alice. “You know I can’t see you outside work anyway, so it’s academic. I’m sorry, Bob, but this is goodbye. Could you take me back to the office please?”

You drive her back to work, where she does not even go inside; she merely heads to her car and drives away, out of your life forever.

You head inside and take some time to pack away your own things, then you say your goodbyes and leave the office for good.

THE END


Everybody laughs, even Carla, and even Trevor manages a chuckle. His ties are notoriously tacky, a fact of which he is oddly proud.

“Nevertheless,” says Carla, “it’s not appropriate, Bob, for you to comment on a female colleague’s clothing like that...”

“Oh I don’t mind,” says Alice quickly. “I’m glad Bob likes it.”

Carla looks at her, then at you, and then she shrugs. “If the two of you have that kind of rapport, then fine, I suppose. But now can we perhaps get on with the meeting?”

“Of course,” you say. “Please continue.”

As Carla goes through some announcements, you smile across at Alice, who rolls her eyes and shakes her head, no doubt in disbelief that the full extent of her state of undress remains undiscovered. But then she gives you a small smile.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. You and Alice return to your respective cubes (Alice leaving the room last of course), and you start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


Alice looks stunned, and stares at you in confusion. Then she looks to Carla, who is frowning at her thoughtfully. Turning back to you, Alice says pointedly, “Do you mean for me to stand up and show everyone what I’m wearing?”

You reply,

“Sure, why not?”
“No, not at all.”


“I’m not sure what you’re playing at, Bob,” says Carla sternly, “but you’re on very thin ice right now. Alice, while I’m suddenly curious about your ensemble, please don’t feel obliged to get up and show us.”

Alice gulps. “No, it’s okay,” she says, and she unfolds her arms and gets to her feet.

Jaws drop around the table as Alice’s thong comes into view. Eyes are also drawn to her breasts, which are faintly visible through the thin material now that her arms are not hiding them.

For a long moment, nobody says anything. Then your underling Neil breaks the silence by whispering, “Holy shit that’s awesome…”

“Alice, could you come to my office please?” says Carla. “Meeting over!” She gets up and walks out of the room.

Alice walks around the table and leaves, following Carla. You jump up and hurry after her, catching her just outside the conference room. She looks up at you with a rather hurt expression. “Why did you do that?” she asks.

You take her hands in yours. “I’m sorry if that embarrassed you,” you say. “The thought that you were being so amazingly sexy and nobody but me knew about it ... it just finally got to be too much. I just had to show them all how incredible you look today!”

She shrugs. “Well now I’m getting fired, so we won’t be able to work together anymore,” she says. “I hope it was worth it.”

“Seeing you rise out of that seat ... and everyone’s reactions ... it almost was worth it,” you tell her. “But not if I never get to see you again. Please tell me we can make it work ... outside work.”

“I’m hurt that you blind-sided me that like that,” she says candidly. “If that was what you wanted me to do – to go out with a bang like that – you should have trusted me enough to talk to me about it beforehand. We could have planned it together.”

You consider this. “You’re absolutely right,” you tell her. “I am truly, truly sorry. Please ... will you allow me to make it up to you?”

You see Alice glance behind you, and you turn to see the faces of your colleagues, gathered excitedly in the conference room doorway. You turn back to Alice. “I want to be a part of your life. I want to meet your son. I want to win him over and be a part of his life too. But right now, I just want you to forgive me for a moment’s foolishness. Please don’t depart from my life forever just because, very occasionally, I can be a bit of an idiot...”

Alice smiles. “Nice speech,” she says. “As it happens I was already thinking it might be time for you to meet Charlie. So, while I haven’t quite forgiven you yet ... would you like to come to my house for dinner tonight?”

You pull her into your arms and kiss her passionately, while your colleagues behind you erupt in cheers and applause. When you and Alice finally pull apart, Alice is smiling and blushing.

“Well, off I go to get fired,” she says. “See you later, you naughty man.” And with that, she turns and walks away in the direction of Carla’s office, with her head held high.

THE END


Carla raises an eyebrow. “I’m missing something here, clearly. But I’m not sure that Alice’s outfits are an appropriate topic of discussion for this meeting. Can we move on, do you think?”

“Of course!” you say. “My apologies. Please continue.”

As Carla goes through some announcements, you smile across at Alice, who rolls her eyes and shakes her head, no doubt in disbelief that the full extent of her state of undress remains undiscovered.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. You and Alice return to your respective cubes (Alice leaving the room last of course), and you start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


Alice smiles, gets down on her knees, and opens her mouth as you press the tip of your erection against her lips. She begins sucking on it, and twirls her tongue around its engorged head with a technique that feels incredible.

Caressing her hair with one hand, you gently fuck her mouth, enjoying the feeling of her soft lips on your shaft, and her squirming tongue that greedily explores every inch of your erection.

You feel your arousal building, and...

decide to climax in her mouth.
say, “Okay let’s switch to your vagina.”
say, “Okay, let’s switch to your anus.”


Alice grins and lies back on the table, lifting her legs up and spreading them wide apart. You slide your erection into her vagina, thrusting it all the way to her cervix as you press your loins against hers. Then you begin to fuck her with a gentle rhythm, causing her to coo with delight and writhe her supple body.

Increasing your pace, you grab Alice’s hips and hold her steady while you ram your erection deep inside her with each stroke. Her entire body flushed with arousal, she moans with pleasure, arching her back and closing her eyes as she savours the sensations you are giving her.

You feel your climax steadily approaching, so you...

decide to climax in her vagina.
say, “Okay let’s switch to your mouth.”
say, “Okay, let’s switch to your anus.”


Alice stands up, turns, and slowly bends over the table, spreading her feet apart and arching her back to present her anus to you, all the while maintaining eye contact and a naughty smile.

You push the head of your erect penis against her puckered anal sphincter, which yields gradually for a moment before expanding to accommodate your girth. Sinking your erection deep into her rectum, you begin thrusting with long, powerful strokes, the impact of your hips cushioned by her beautifully-shaped buttocks.

“Ohhhh...” she gasps. “Yes...”

Clutching her hips tightly, you fuck Alice harder and harder, revelling in your lust for this incomparably exciting woman. As your thrusting intensifies, so does the wonderfully taboo sensation of your flesh caressing the smooth inner walls of her bowel.

With your excitement growing more and more intense, you...

decide to climax in her anus.
say, “Okay let’s switch to your mouth.”
say, “Okay, let’s switch to your vagina.”


“Oh god...” you groan as your orgasm looms. “Sweet Alice, I’m going to come in your mouth...”

Moments later, your pelvis shudders and jerks as your sperm erupts all over Alice’s tongue and tonsils. She sucks harder, hungrily drinking down every morsel of fluid that your pulsing penis disgorges. For the next minute or so she continues to suck you gently, almost worshipfully, until finally she pulls back, giving your drooping penis a tender kiss before releasing it entirely.

“Wow!” you exclaim breathlessly. “That was ... amazing.”

“Good,” says Alice with a smile. “It was supposed to be.”

At your request, Alice remains naked for the rest of the hour, while you talk, kiss, and cuddle. Then she puts her thong and tank-top back on, and the two of you return to your respective desks.

Continue.


Once you have committed yourself to your climax, you cease holding back even slightly. You pour all of your energy into fucking Alice as hard and as fast as possible, and you feel your orgasm rapidly approaching.

To your delight, Alice seems on the verge of her own climax, and as you groan and shudder from the intensity of your climax, Alice’s body bucks and spasms with her own. You feel your semen spurting deep inside her, and you collapse in a limp heap on top of her naked body.

“Oh ... my ... fucking ... god,” Alice murmurs.

“Seconded,” you gasp.

At your request, Alice remains naked for the rest of the hour, while you talk, kiss, and cuddle. Then she puts her thong and tank-top back on, and the two of you return to your respective desks.

Continue.


Your rigid penis pistons back and forth in Alice’s rectum, alternately thrusting deep and then pulling back until its head is nudging against her anal muscle, with an energy that grows by the minute.

You slap Alice’s right buttock, and she gasps and tenses up. Her anus grips you harder, and this sends you over the edge. With a series of ecstatic groans, you shoot your semen deep into her bowels, slowing the pace, but not the depth, of your thrusting until your entire sperm load has been spent.

Panting hard, you bend down and rest your head on Alice’s back. “Man that was fantastic,” you murmur. “Thank you.”

She reaches back and strokes your hair as you rest and recover your ability to move. Then you stand up and pull your penis out of her, and she stands and turns to give you a long kiss on the lips.

At your request, Alice remains naked for the rest of the hour, while you talk, kiss, and cuddle. Then she puts her thong and tank-top back on, and the two of you return to your respective desks.

Continue.


Alice giggles. “Oh gosh, that’s crazy!” she says in a low voice. But she follows you as you make your way along the front of the building, ducking low every time you pass a window. The car park and a row of shrubs lie between you and the main road, but you can still glimpse the vehicles that pass, and if you can see them, their drivers can presumably see you and Alice, if they happen to be looking in the right direction.

You reach Hector’s window, and peer cautiously inside. The managing director is sitting at his desk, with his back to you, facing his computer.

“Okay,” you say in a low voice, “get up against the window, facing Hector.”

Alice obliges, pressing her breasts against the glass. She spreads her feet apart, sticks her bottom out, and says, “Now fuck me, Bob!”

Unwilling to expose anything of yourself to passing cars, you take your penis out through the zip of your trousers, position yourself behind Alice, and slowly ease your erection up into her vagina. Burying it deep, you begin to thrust inside her, aided by flexion of your knees.

Alice moans softly, but Hector remains oblivious to her breasts bouncing and squishing against his window in time with your thrusting.

Hector’s door is open, and you tense in alarm as you see someone walk past his doorway, but you continue fucking Alice, bumping her up against the window with increasing rapidity until you feel yourself approaching your climax. At this point you...

fuck her harder still, bringing on your orgasm.
slow down, delaying your orgasm.


“The mall?” gasps Alice. “Whereabouts in the mall? Won’t we get arrested?”

“We’ll make it work,” you assure her. “Come on.”

You unlock your car as you hurry over to it with Alice, and both of you climb in. Alice giggles as she pulls the passenger seatbelt across her naked body.

“Drive on!” she says excitedly. Then she sobers up a little. “Just ... look after me, okay?”

“Of course I will,” you assure her.

You drive her out of the car park, and down the road towards the mall. As you pull into the large shopping centre’s car park, you find a spot close to one of its lesser-used entrances. Nevertheless, there are still a lot of people in sight, trekking to or from their card, and Alice regards them nervously.

“We’ll walk in together,” you say. “Those people are all on our right, so stay on my left and my body will eclipse yours. Mostly.”

Alice gulps, but nods. “Okay.”

Your plan seems to work. With Alice sticking close to your left side, her nudity is unlikely to be noticed by a casual glance in your direction, and you do not see any odd looks. You reach the door, and step through.

Inside, you find yourself at one end of a short corridor that leads into the main section of the mall. Halfway down the corridor, on the right, is a unisex toilet. Closer to you, on the left, is an unmarked door.

Dozens of shoppers are walking past the corridor’s far end. Any of them could at any moment turn and glance your way. Clearly mindful of this, Alice positions herself behind you.

Beyond the passing shoppers, you can see Cat’s Corner, a lingerie shop. You regard it thoughtfully for a moment, then say, “Okay, let’s...

try that unmarked door.”
have sex in that toilet.”
run over to Cat’s Corner and buy you something.”


You pound your erection up into Alice with ever-harder strokes, until you gasp and groan in orgasm, pumping your semen deep inside her. Alice breathlessly rests her head against the window for a moment, and then the two of you duck out of sight.

“That was brilliant,” giggles Alice as you make your way back towards the front entrance.

“Yup, it certainly was,” you reply. You head inside, look around, and beckon to Alice to follow you.

Continue.


You slow the pace of your thrusting, savouring the naughtiness of fucking Alice in so public a place. More people pass by Hector’s open doorway as you look in, but fortunately none of them glances your way.

“Hurry,” says Alice. “Are you trying to get us caught?”

In response, you...

resume fucking her as hard as possible.
take your erection out of her vagina, and push it up into her anus.


You scout ahead and find that all three aisles between the front door and the conference room are currently clear of anyone standing, walking, or talking to colleagues across the aisle. All three are therefore potential options for a route back to the conference room, with the first aisle being perhaps the riskiest because it leads right into the middle of the office.

Upon consideration, you choose to lead Alice down...

the first aisle.
the second aisle.
the third aisle.


Alice gasps as her anus expands to accommodate you. “I love you, but you’re a madman!” she whispers.

You ram your penis deep into her rectum with leisurely strokes, while Hector types away on his laptop, totally unaware of your proximity. Then, with your orgasm approaching, you finally decide not to hold back any longer.

Continue.


You head to the end of the first aisle, and beckon to Alice. She crouches low and hurries towards you, as you head straight for the conference room.

But then disaster strikes! You hear an exclamation of surprise, and see a woman getting to her feet in a cube ahead of Alice. It is soon followed by more exclamations, and more heads popping up.

“Oops, busted!” says Alice with a false laugh, as she covers her breasts with her left arm and her pussy with her right hand. “It’s a dare – I hoped I could get back to my clothes without being seen, but I guess not!”

Carla emerges from her office to see what the commotion is. “Alice!” she exclaims in shock.

“I’m sorry Carla!” says Alice, now looking rather distressed. “It was a dare...”

“Never mind what it was!” says Carla. “Get dressed immediately and report to my office!”

“Yes Carla – of course,” says Alice. She trots to the end of the aisle, then turns and heads for the conference room, slipping inside just after you.

She closes the door behind her, and says, “Oh my god oh my god oh my god!”

“I’m so sorry!” you exclaim. “Apparently I led you down the wrong aisle! Perhaps if I go and explain to Carla that I pressured you into it...”

“Don’t you dare!” says Alice. “No point in us both getting fired! No, you stay well out of it. I won’t be mentioning you at all to Carla.”

“But ... she’ll fire you!” you say

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You head to the end of the second aisle, and beckon to Alice. She crouches low and hurries past the first aisle, pauses by the next row of cubes, then turns and heads towards you down the second aisle, as you head straight for the conference room.

She makes it to the end of the aisle without incident, then she turns and sneaks past the end of the third aisle on her way to the conference room. Slipping through the door just after you, she shuts it behind her and says “Whew!”

You take her naked body in your arms and kiss her lips tenderly. “Good girl,” you say. “That was very brave of you!”

“Thanks,” she says, giggling. “It really was. Fun, though!”

At your request, Alice remains naked for the rest of the hour, while you talk, kiss, and cuddle. Then she puts her thong and blouse back on, and the two of you return to your respective desks.

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You head to the third aisle, make your way down to its far end, and then beckon to Alice. She crouches low and hurries after you, passing Carla’s office as you head straight for the conference room.

Alice makes it to the end of the third aisle without incident, then she turns and sneaks down it, keeping low, on her way to the conference room. Slipping through the door just after you, she shuts it behind her and says “Whew!”

You take her naked body in your arms and kiss her lips tenderly. “Good girl,” you say. “That was very brave of you!”

“Thanks,” she says, giggling. “It really was. Fun, though!”

At your request, Alice remains naked for the rest of the hour, while you talk, kiss, and cuddle. Then she puts her thong and tank-top back on, and the two of you return to your respective desks.

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You head for the unmarked door and try the handle. It opens, and you find yourself looking into a small room containing a floor-cleaning machine, a table with a newspaper on it, and shelves and shelves of cleaning supplies.

“Welcome to the janitor’s room,” you remark, stepping inside.

Alice steps in and closes the door. “Looks like a perfect place!” she says. “As long as the janitor doesn’t come back.”

You nod. “Lie down on the table,” you tell her. She does so, lifting her legs up and spreading her thighs apart.

“Fuck me, Bob,” she says.

You waste no time in dropping your trousers and boxer shorts. As you sink your erection into her vagina, you sigh with pleasure. You start gently fucking her, and Alice sighs happily too.

Three minutes later, you are beginning to pick up the pace when the door opens and in walks a middle-aged man in overalls. He stops and stares at you. Alice squeals in alarm. You halt your thrusting, wondering what to do.

“Please don’t stop on my account!” says the man, grinning broadly. One of his lower incisors is missing.

You look down at Alice, and...

say “Come on, we should get out of here.”
resume fucking her.


You hurry to the toilet, open the door, and step inside with Alice following right behind you. There is a urinal on one wall, and a large stall containing a sit-down toilet. Will you...

pull Alice into the stall and lock the door?
bend her over the urinal and fuck her from behind?


“Oh god, really?” says Alice anxiously. “You’re not going to get me arrested, right?”

“Trust me,” you say. “Just stick close to me, okay?”

Alice takes a deep breath. “Okay,” she says.

You lead her out into the mall, and hurriedly cross through multiple streams of astonished pedestrian traffic as you head for Cat’s Corner. You know the owner of the shop – he is an old friend of yours – and you are fairly sure he will be cooperative. You get to the doorway, head inside, and look around for your friend. But all you see is his assistant, Terri, whom you hardly know at all. There do not appear to be any other customers here.

“Hi Terri,” you say. “Is Jason in?”

Terri stares at Alice, open-mouthed. “Um, yes, I’ll fetch him,” she says, and she almost runs to the back of the shop.

“Bob!” says Jason, his bald head shining under the fluorescent lights. “And … wow.”

“Alice here has had a bit of a misfortune with her clothes,” you say, “and we were hoping to fix her up with something here.”

“Of course,” says Jason smoothly. “Here, let me just close the shop for a bit, to give you some privacy.”

“Thank you,” says Alice gratefully.

When Jason returns, he says, “What sort of thing were you looking to buy?”

You think for a moment, then reply, “Well, obviously anything’s better than being naked, so I think…

a nice see-through negligée will do nicely.”
just a pair of panties will be fine.”
just a bra will suffice.”


“I agree!” says Alice, and she climbs off the table as you let her up.

“Sorry for the intrusion,” you say to the janitor as you walk past him and out of the door.

“I don’t mind,” he replies, looking a little disappointed as Alice follows you out.

“We’d better get back to the car,” you murmur to Alice, “or he’s liable to follow us around.”

Alice stays ahead of you until you both get outside, then she stays on your right for the short walk back to your car. Once again, Alice’s nude walk appears to go unnoticed.

“Well that was disappointing,” you sigh, as you get into the driver’s seat. “I was really hoping to come inside you in the mall.”

“How about just outside the mall?” suggests Alice, reclining her seat as far as it will go.

“Heck yes!” you say eagerly, and you climb on top of her, unzipping your trousers in the process. Seconds later you are inside her again, fucking her as vigorously as the cramped conditions allow. Alice wraps her legs around your back, and does not attempt to muffle her loud expressions of approval of the way things are going.

You climax inside her with a groan of ecstasy, your pulsing erection gushing semen over Alice’s cervix. You collapse on top of her, and she caresses your back while you recover your breath.

“Back to work, I suppose,” you say, climbing back into the driver’s seat.

“Getting back to the conference room will be a whole new adventure,” Alice remarks.

“Yup,” you agree.

You drive Alice back to the office, park you car, and run hand in hand with her back to the front entrance. You head inside, look around, and beckon to Alice to follow you.

Continue.


Having sex with an audience is a strange experience, but you figure that if the janitor is enjoying the view, he is not very likely to call the police or mall security. It is a little unnerving, however, when he comes over and crouches down to peer curiously at your cock sliding in and out of Alice’s vagina.

Alice chooses to ignore him, closing her eyes and arching her back as she moans with pleasure. She therefore does not see him inspecting her breasts up close, and when he reaches out and grasps her right breast with his hand, she merely smiles, no doubt thinking it is your hand. You slap his arm away and give him a stern look, but he merely grins in response.

Soon you feel your orgasm approaching, and you step up your thrusting pace, hammering your erection into Alice at a rate that makes her breasts jiggle fascinatingly. Then you gasp as you begin to shoot your sperm deep inside her.

Alice writhes and moans with pleasure as you stroke her clitoris while slowing the pace of your thrusting. After a few seconds, she climaxes herself, uttering load moans that make the janitor hastily run over to shut the door.

You withdraw your penis from Alice’s body, then pull your boxers and trousers up, not wanting to expose yourself to the janitor for any longer than necessary. Alice, of course, with her legs still spread wide, could hardly be any more exposed, and the janitor grins as he watches some of your semen oozing out of her vaginal opening.

You help Alice off the table, and then you bid the janitor an awkward goodbye. Leaving the room, you follow Alice to the outside door, then stay on her left as you hurry back to the car.

“Well that was interesting,” says Alice, as she climbs into the passenger seat.

You chuckle. “You took his presence very well,” you remark. “I’m sure you must have felt very exposed.”

Alice grins. “Yes, but I was very keen on having you fuck me, and I was kind of glad you didn’t let his presence bother you.”

You drive Alice back to the office, park you car, and run hand in hand with her back to the front entrance. You head inside, look around, and beckon to Alice to follow you.

Continue.


As you lock the door, Alice climbs on to the seat of the toilet, turns around, squats, leans back to grasp a metal rail on the wall with both hands, and spreads her thighs impressively wide. Her vagina is thus presented for your penetration at a convenient height above the floor.

You grin at her, then drop your trousers and boxers to reveal your highly aroused penis, which you then start to gently insert into her. She sighs and closes her eyes as you begin to fuck her, and soon you have a steady rhythm going.

Two minutes later, Alice has begun to exhale in soft moans. But you freeze as you hear the door opening, and a man whistling as he walks over to the urinal. You hold still, waiting for him to finish and leave.

Alice is clearly getting uncomfortable. Perhaps in order to forestall a cramp, she lifts her left foot off the seat, flexes her leg a couple of times, then replaces it. Then she does the same for her right foot.

You hear the man washing his hands, then the sound of the automatic dryer. Finally, the door opens and closes.

“Whew!” says Alice as you resume thrusting. “Well that was annoying. Do you think you could try to finish quickly please? My legs aren’t very happy.”

“Sure,” you say, and you increase your thrusting speed, escalating the sensations in your groin until you feel your orgasm getting close.

“Oh yes, that’s it!” gasps Alice. “Fuck me! Come inside me!”

With a rush of hormones that make your vision blur momentarily, you start ejaculating your sperm into the innermost recesses of Alice’s vagina. “Ohhhh!” you groan, your loins convulsing as your penis continues to spurt its load inside her.

You reach out, grab Alice around the waist, and pull her off the toilet and into your arms. Still impaled on your softening erection, she wraps her legs around you and kisses you on the lips.

Finally slipping out of her, you set her down and say, “Okay, we’d better get back to work.”

“Agreed,” says Alice.

Leaving the toilet, you follow Alice to the outside door, then stay on her left as you hurry back to the car. You drive her back to the office, park, and then run with her to the front entrance of your office building. You head inside, look around, and beckon to Alice to follow you.

Continue.


“Ugh,” says Alice as she grips the sides of the urinal, “this isn’t exactly romantic!”

“True,” you say, “but we’re a little short of options.” You take out your penis, stick it up against her vaginal opening, and slowly ease your way inside her. Then you begin to thrust, gently at first, and then more powerfully.

You have been fucking her for only a couple of minutes when the door opens and a young man walks in. He gasps when he sees the two of you, and Alice squeals in alarm. But the man merely chuckles, shakes his head in disbelief, turns around, and leaves the toilet.

“I hope he hasn’t gone to fetch security!” says Alice.

You remove your penis from her vagina, place it against her anus, and start to slide it into her rectum. “I doubt it,” you say. “But just in case, let’s make this quick.”

You begin fucking her anus as hard as you can, while Alice gasps and grips the urinal with white knuckles. Soon you reach your climax, and groan as you pump your semen deep into her bowels.

“Okay, let’s get out of here,” you say, pulling out of her. “How was that for you?”

“We’ve had better sex,” admits Alice. “But I can’t fault your energy.”

“Next time will be better,” you promise her.

Leaving the toilet, you follow Alice to the outside door, then stay on her left as you hurry back to the car. You drive her back to the office, park, and then run with her to the front entrance of your office building. You head inside, look around, and beckon to Alice to follow you.

Continue.


Jason maintains a surprisingly straight face as he says, “Well we have a variety of negligées in stock. Did you have a particular colour or style in mind?”

Alice, now clearly feeling more comfortable about the situation, says, “A pastel green or blue please – or possibly white. And … make it the most transparent one you have in one of those colours.”

Jason smiles. “I know just the one,” he says. He marches away, then returns a moment later carrying an ultra-sheer white negligée with a white bow between the breasts.

“That’s perfect!” says Alice, and you have to agree – it will conceal absolutely nothing of Alice’s gorgeous body. “Could I try it on?”

“Of course!” says Jason.

Alice puts it on right there, and gives you a twirl. Her breasts are perfectly visible through the material – almost as clearly on display as when she was naked. The garment is too short to cover her pussy.

“I love it!” you say.

“So do I,” says Alice, taking it off. “I’ll take it.”

Jason takes it over to the till and rings it up. “That’ll be eighteen ninety-nine,” he says.

As you pay for the negligée, Alice says, “Excuse me Jason, but would you mind if Bob and I have sex in your changing room?”

Jason blinks. Then he says, “Not at all. Be my guest.”

“Thanks,” you say to him with a grin. You and Alice head into the changing room, where there are several hooks for clothes as well as a wooden changing bench. Alice bends over, resting her hands on the bench, and you waste no time in getting your erection into her moist vagina.

“I think I like this shop,” says Alice, closing her eyes and arching her back to allow you deeper penetration.

You fuck her at a leisurely pace, building momentum slowly over the course of the next five minutes. But as Alice’s blissful vocalisations get louder, you can’t resist pounding your engorged cock into her as fast and as hard as you can. Her moans climb in pitch, and you try to hold back just long enough for her to climax together with you, but you are too close, and suddenly your body convulses and shudders as you begin pumping Alice full of your sperm. You maintain your thrusting pace, however, and as your orgasm is winding down, she climaxes with a long, protracted moan that is almost a scream.

Breathlessly you cuddle her from behind as your penis softens inside her. Then you murmur in her ear, “That was wonderful, but we’d better get back to work.”

“Yes,” she agrees, and the two of you leave the changing room on slightly unsteady legs.

Jason is standing near the entrance with a bag containing Alice’s negligée. Alice takes it with a “Thank you Jason!”, and then she opens the door and marches out into the mall without a moment’s hesitation. You follow her, impressed, as she calmly walks at least fifty feet among dozens of open-mouthed shoppers. As she reaches the corridor leading towards the car park, you catch her up and put your arm around her waist.

“Well done my love,” you say. “That was amazing.”

She giggles. “It’s fun being naughty!” she says.

You reach the outside door, then walk back to the car without any attempt to conceal Alice from passers-by. You drive her back to the office, park, and then, conscious of the greater need for discretion here, the two of run stealthily to the front entrance of your office building. You head inside, look around, and beckon to Alice to follow you.

Continue.


Jason maintains a surprisingly straight face as he says, “Well we have lots of panties in stock. Did you have a particular colour or style in mind?”

Alice, now clearly feeling more comfortable about the situation, says, “A thong please – see-through if possible, and white. All of my panties are white – it symbolises my innocence and purity.”

You stifle a snort of laughter, and Alice elbows you in the ribs.

Jason smiles. “I believe we have such a thing,” he says. He walks over to a display, then returns carrying a skimpy little thong made of gauzy white material.

“That’s perfect!” says Alice. “I’ll take it.”

Jason takes it over to the till and rings it up. “That’ll be seven ninety-nine,” he says.

As you pay for the thong, Alice says, “Excuse me Jason, but would you mind if Bob and I have sex in your changing room?”

Jason blinks. Then he says, “Not at all. Be my guest.”

“Thanks,” you say to him with a grin. You and Alice head into the changing room, where there are several hooks for clothes as well as a wooden changing bench. Alice bends over, resting her hands on the bench, and you waste no time in getting your erection into her moist vagina.

“I think I like this shop,” says Alice, closing her eyes and arching her back to allow you deeper penetration.

You fuck her at a leisurely pace, building momentum slowly over the course of the next five minutes. But as Alice’s blissful vocalisations get louder, you can’t resist pounding your engorged cock into her as fast and as hard as you can. Her moans climb in pitch, and you try to hold back just long enough for her to climax together with you, but you are too close, and suddenly your body convulses and shudders as you begin pumping Alice full of your sperm. You maintain your thrusting pace, however, and as your orgasm is winding down, she climaxes with a long, protracted moan that is almost a scream.

Breathlessly you cuddle her from behind as your penis softens inside her. Then you murmur in her ear, “That was wonderful, but we’d better get back to work.”

“Yes,” she agrees, and the two of you leave the changing room on slightly unsteady legs.

Jason is standing near the entrance with a bag containing Alice’s thong. Alice takes it with a “Thank you Jason!”, and then she opens the door and marches out into the mall without a moment’s hesitation. You follow her, impressed, as she calmly walks at least fifty feet among dozens of open-mouthed shoppers. As she reaches the corridor leading towards the car park, you catch her up and put your arm around her waist.

“Well done my love,” you say. “That was amazing.”

She giggles. “It’s fun being naughty!” she says.

You reach the outside door, then walk back to the car without any attempt to conceal Alice from passers-by. You drive her back to the office, park, and then, conscious of the greater need for discretion here, the two of run stealthily to the front entrance of your office building. You head inside, look around, and beckon to Alice to follow you.

Continue.


Jason maintains a surprisingly straight face as he says, “Well we have lots of bras in stock. Did you have a particular colour or style in mind?”

Alice, now clearly feeling more comfortable about the situation, says, “Something sexy please – see-through if possible, and something pastel in colour, or perhaps white.”

Jason smiles. “I’m sure we can find something you like,” he says. He walks over to a display, then returns carrying a skimpy little white bra. “What do you think of this?” He opens it out. “It’s not see-through, but it’s what we call a shelf bra – it basically holds up your breasts but doesn’t cover your nipples.

“That’s perfect!” says Alice, pleased. “I’ll take it.”

Jason takes it over to the till and rings it up. “That’ll be twenty-four ninety-nine,” he says.

As you pay for the bra, Alice says, “Excuse me Jason, but would you mind if Bob and I have sex in your changing room?”

Jason blinks. Then he says, “Not at all. Be my guest.”

“Thanks,” you say to him with a grin. You and Alice head into the changing room, where there are several hooks for clothes as well as a wooden changing bench. Alice bends over, resting her hands on the bench, and you waste no time in getting your erection into her moist vagina.

“I think I like this shop,” says Alice, closing her eyes and arching her back to allow you deeper penetration.

You fuck her at a leisurely pace, building momentum slowly over the course of the next five minutes. But as Alice’s blissful vocalisations get louder, you can’t resist pounding your engorged cock into her as fast and as hard as you can. Her moans climb in pitch, and you try to hold back just long enough for her to climax together with you, but you are too close, and suddenly your body convulses and shudders as you begin pumping Alice full of your sperm. You maintain your thrusting pace, however, and as your orgasm is winding down, she climaxes with a long, protracted moan that is almost a scream.

Breathlessly you cuddle her from behind as your penis softens inside her. Then you murmur in her ear, “That was wonderful, but we’d better get back to work.”

“Yes,” she agrees, and the two of you leave the changing room on slightly unsteady legs.

Jason is standing near the entrance with a bag containing Alice’s bra. Alice takes it with a “Thank you Jason!”, and then she opens the door and marches out into the mall without a moment’s hesitation. You follow her, impressed, as she calmly walks at least fifty feet among dozens of open-mouthed shoppers. As she reaches the corridor leading towards the car park, you catch her up and put your arm around her waist.

“Well done my love,” you say. “That was amazing.”

She giggles. “It’s fun being naughty!” she says.

You reach the outside door, then walk back to the car without any attempt to conceal Alice from passers-by. You drive her back to the office, park, and then, conscious of the greater need for discretion here, the two of run stealthily to the front entrance of your office building. You head inside, look around, and beckon to Alice to follow you.

Continue.


“Okay,” says Alice with a grin. “Let’s do it then!”

You pull out your phone, and Alice adopts a discreetly sexy pose, leaning against the table with her hands covering her breasts and her leg bent so that her pussy is obscured. You take a photo. “Nice!” you say. “Are your nipples too sexy for this photo shoot, then?”

Alice thinks for a moment. “Well, once I send these photos, they’ll be out in cyberspace for all to see and they won’t ever disappear, I’m sure. One day Charlie might even see them. So I have to consider that.”

“I don’t consider your nipples offensive,” you remark.

Alice chuckles. “Thank you,” she says. “I suppose I don’t mind my breasts appearing on the web.” She removes her hands and leans back on the table, her breasts fully exposed.

You take another photo, and then give her a kiss. “Thank you,” you say. “Now how about an artful nude?”

“The photos you’ve taken so far haven’t been artful?” she inquires playfully. “I’m disappointed.”

“I meant with your pussy showing,” you say. “Nothing explicit, just nature at its finest.”

Alice thinks about this for a moment, then says, “Oh all right – I suppose I’m not ashamed of my body.”

“Quite right too!” you agree. “Your body is beautiful – nothing at all to be ashamed of.”

Alice climbs on the table and sits down with her legs stretched along it. She rests on one hand while cupping the back of her head with the other. “How’s this?”

“Ooh, I like it – very artful!” you tell her, and you take a couple more photos. Then you say, “How about spreading your legs a bit, but putting your hand over your pussy?”

“Sounds a little naughtier than I had in mind,” says Alice, “but go ahead – I can always choose not to send it if I don’t like it.” She opens her legs, bending one knee and raising it high. She covers her pussy with her right hand, and smiles seductively at you.

You grin and take another photo. “Now one without the hand in the way?” you suggest.

Alice laughs. “Cheeky bugger!” she says. But she removes her hand. “This one isn’t going to get sent to the entire company, you realise!”

“Smile for the camera,” you say.

She smiles, and you take another photo. Then you say, “Now spread your legs a little wider, and part your pussy lips with your fingers.”

Alice sticks out her tongue at you, but she complies. Then, at your request, she lies back, spreads her legs obscenely wide, and inserts a finger into her vagina. “Nice!” you say, taking more photos.

Alice sits up again. “Now send them to me,” she says, “and I’ll forward them to my work email address, and send them from there to the entire company.” She sounds a little breathless with excitement.

The photos are large, so you send them one at a time – including the most explicit ones. Then Alice puts on her tank-top and thong, and sneaks back to her desk. You return to your cube, and await the firestorm.

Ten minutes later, Alice comes over to your cube. She sits down in your spare chair and puts her head in her hands. “Oh my god,” she murmurs. “Well, I’ve done it!”

You check your email, and see a new one from Alice. Opening it, you laugh in delight to see her naked photos – including, you are astonished to see, the photo in which Alice was parting her labia with her fingers. “Holy shit!” you exclaim.

“I know!” groans Alice. “I shouldn’t have. I was masturbating as I was adding the photos, and I got a little too excited. But it’s too late to repent now…”

Gasps and exclamations of astonishment and horror are beginning to erupt all around you. Alice listens to them for a moment, then she deliberately gets up, takes off her tank-top and thong, and tosses them in your bin. “Not much point in being modest any more,” she says with an impish grin. She returns to her desk, sits down in her chair, turns it around to face her cube’s entrance, and then hooks her knees over its arms. With her thighs spread wide and her pussy on display, she starts masturbating, and this is how Carla finds her when she comes storming out of her office.

“Have you gone absolutely fucking insane?” demands Carla, staring aghast at Alice’s moist labia and vaginal opening.

“No – just bored out of my mind with this stupid job,” says Alice impudently. She licks her lips sexily as she slowly slides two of her fingers into her vagina.

“Well let me solve that problem for you; you’re fired!” says Carla. “Get the fuck out of here!”

Alice gets out of her chair, calmly takes a couple of photos of her son off her wall, picks up her bag, and marches out of her cube. She gives you a wink, and then walks down the aisle, heading for the front entrance. Carla follows, no doubt to make sure she leaves.

Neil, on his feet in the cube next to yours, watches Alice’s retreating naked body in amazement. Then he turns to you and says, “What the fuck was that all about? What’s got into Alice?”

“No idea,” you say with a shrug. “I’ll ask her at dinner.”

THE END


“Okay,” says Alice with her eyes shining. “I’ll do it!”

She sneaks out of the conference room and, crouching low, makes her way to the middle of the office. Returning to your cube, you remain standing as you watch her nimbly climb up on top of the partition wall, which is about five feet in height. Perching precariously on a T-section of the wall, Alice takes a deep breath, then begins to sing.

“We’re no strangers to love,” she sings, her voice understandably a little shaky. “You know the rules and so do I. A full commitment’s what I’m thinking of; you wouldn’t get this from any other guy…”

You are not the only person on your feet now. Heads have popped up out of cubes all over the room, and all eyes are on Alice’s naked body. Some people are exclaiming in shock; others are asking Alice what on Earth she is doing.

“Never gonna give you up!” Alice belts out, her voice stronger now, and perfectly in tune. “Never gonna let you down, never gonna run around and desert you…”

You see a blur out of the corner of your eye, and turn to see Carla racing down the nearest aisle between you and Alice. “Get down from there this minute!” your boss shrieks. “What the hell do you think you’re doing, Alice?”

Alice finishes the chorus, then she climbs down, and you see her talking back to Carla defiantly. You cannot hear what they are saying over the sudden general hubbub, but then Alice starts trotting back towards your aisle, with a furious Carla following close behind. Alice gives you a wink as she passes your cube, then she enters her own to pick up her bag and a couple of photos of Charlie. Still naked, she re-emerges and starts walking down the aisle, heading for the front entrance. Carla follows, no doubt to make sure she leaves.

Neil, on his feet in the cube next to yours, watches Alice’s retreating naked body in amazement. Then he turns to you and says, “What the fuck was that all about? What’s got into Alice?”

“No idea,” you say with a shrug. “I’ll ask her at dinner.”

THE END


“Okay,” says Alice, looking excited, but a little anxious. “I’ll do it!”

She sneaks out of the conference room, and you follow her, but only as far as your cube. You watch as she creeps down the long central aisle running the entire length of the office, keeping low to avoid being seen prematurely. Somebody says “Hey!”, but Alice continues quickly. At this point you realise that you are not going to be able to see what Alice does from your cube, so you send a few documents to a colour printer, and head over to the printer on the pretext of collecting them.

From the printer you have a fairly good view of Hector’s office. You see Alice reach the end of the aisle, stand up straight, and walk in to see Hector. You see her climb on to his desk and spread her legs in front of him. You see his look of astonishment and, you note in amusement, abject terror. He recoils in a panic, standing up and backing away, while staring in horror at Alice’s pussy (which you cannot see from your vantage point).

Then you hear his yell: “Get out! You’re fired!” When Alice does not immediately react, he practically screams at her, “Get out or I’ll call the police!”

Carla comes running, just as Alice is climbing off Hector’s desk. At this point you quietly return to your cube, and find that almost everybody in the office is on their feet, staring in the direction of Hector’s office, wondering what the commotion is all about.

Then you see Alice trotting this way, followed closely by a furious-looking Carla. Alice sees you and gives you a wink, but she looks a little rattled. She enters her cube, and picks up her bag and a couple of photos of Charlie. Then, still naked, she leaves her cube and makes her way down the aisle towards the front entrance. Carla follows, no doubt to make sure she leaves.

Neil, on his feet in the cube next to yours, watches Alice’s retreating naked body in amazement. Then he turns to you and says, “What the fuck was that all about? What’s got into Alice?”

“No idea,” you say with a shrug. “I’ll ask her at dinner.”

THE END


Alice reaches out and takes your hand. “Don’t worry about it,” she says. “Something like this was bound to happen sooner or later, the way we’ve been going. And like I told you, I have a good job to go to. I’ll be fine.”

“But I’ll never get to see you again!” you say sadly.

She smiles at you. “Well I’ve been thinking about that,” she says, “and I’ve decided that it’s time for you to meet Charlie. How about you come over to my house for dinner this evening?”

Your eyes light up. “Really?” you say. “You think Charlie will be okay with it?”

“He’ll cope,” Alice says. “I can’t keep sacrificing my happiness forever. Plus, I’ve been telling him about you as a way of softening the blow. Who knows – perhaps the two of you will get on really well.”

“I can’t wait to meet him!” you say.

“Good,” says Alice, smiling fondly at you. “There, you see? The future isn’t looking quite so bad now, is it?”

“Indeed!” you say happily. Suddenly, the future is looking very bright indeed!

THE END


You arrive for your next day at work feeling good, and looking forward to spending some more time with Alice. As you head down the aisle towards your cube, you see Alice already seated at her desk, wearing a very sheer yellow blouse. As you approach, you realise to your astonishment that you can clearly see her breasts through it. You are fairly sure it is not supposed to be worn without some kind of top underneath.

“Hi Alice!” you say, and she turns and smiles happily at you.

“Hi!” she replies. As you reach her cube, she swings her chair around to face you, keeping her legs wide apart so you have an unobstructed view of the front of her white thong, which is possibly the most radically tiny piece of underwear you have ever seen. Only a miniature triangle of material, no more than an inch wide at its top, covers her clitoris and as much of her labia as it can, which is not very much. It is apparently the only thing other than her blouse that she is wearing, since she is also barefoot. “Is this outfit risky enough?” she asks impishly. She stands up, and you realise that not only is the blouse completely unbuttoned, but she seems to have actually removed all of its buttons.

When you finally recover your ability to speak, you clear your throat, then say,

“That’s incredible! This is your sexiest outfit yet!”
“Not bad. Could be a little sexier...”


Alice’s giggles. “Well thank you,” she says. “We made it through yesterday, so I thought I would go even more outrageous today. But I’m still hoping to avoid discovery. We’ll see how it goes.”

“Well, I love it,” you say. “Good luck!”

“Thanks – I think I’ll need it!” She turns back to her computer, while you head into your cube and sit at your own desk to start your day’s work.

Continue.


Alice chuckles. “You think so?” she says. She takes off her blouse and drops it on her desk, so that she is now wearing nothing but her micro-thong. “How about now?”

“Perfect!” you say with a grin, admiring her bare breasts. “You’re amazing.”

She laughs, then turns back to her computer, hurriedly putting her blouse back on in the process, while you head into your cube and sit at your own desk to start your day’s work.

Continue.


The minutes tick by, and soon it is nine o’clock. By this time you are rather thirsty, and you get up to make yourself some tea. You are happy to see Alice emerging from her cube, carrying her pink mug.

“You’re seriously going to the kitchen like that?” you gasp.

“It’s nine o’clock drink time!” she laughs. “Of course I am!” And the two of you walk together down the aisle towards the kitchen.

As you make your drink, Alice walks over to the fridge, opens it, and bends over to fetch a carton of milk. You can’t help grinning at the sight of her buttocks with the thin white strip of her thong nestling between them. Feeling very aroused, you…

casually walk over, pull her thong aside, and insert your erection into her vagina.
say “Take off your clothes.”


“Mmmm...” Alice murmurs happily as you ease your erect penis inside her. She remains bent over as you begin to fuck her with powerful thrusts. You feel light-headed – anybody from the office could at any moment walk into the kitchen to make themselves a drink or fetch something from the fridge – but you are past caring as your arousal builds toward a climax.

Normally you would prolong the experience, but time is not on your side, so you do not hold back in the slightest as you pound your erection into Alice as hard and as fast as you possibly can. Soon you are groaning in your orgasm as you pump your semen deep into her vagina. Then, after just a few seconds to get your breath back, you pull out of her and hastily tuck your penis away.

Alice straightens up and turns around, looking very flushed. She grabs your face and kisses you passionately on the lips. “Thank you,” she says, “that was wild!”

You chuckle. “The pleasure was all mine,” you say.

“Not all, certainly,” grins Alice.

Having both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.


Alice straightens up and turns around, looking anxious but excited. “Okay,” she says, and she removes her blouse and then tugs her thong down, stepping out of it so she is now naked. “I hope nobody comes in...” she says, caressing her breasts as she looks at the doorway.

“Good girl,” you say to her. “Now...

put your clothes back on, you crazy woman.”
pose for some photos.”


She gapes indignantly, then sticks her tongue out at you. Quickly she puts her thong and blouse back on.

Having both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, fortunately without meeting anyone on the way, and continue with your work.

Continue.


Alice giggles as you take out your phone, and she strikes a seductive pose by the fridge.

“Very good!” you say appreciatively as you take a photo. “Keep going!”

She sits on the edge of a table, cups her breasts, and licks her lips as you take the next photo. Then she lifts her left foot on to the table next to her, leaning back so that her pussy is explicitly and beautifully displayed.

“Brilliant!” you enthuse, taking more photos. “More please!”

Alice laughs, and turns over on to her hands and knees. She arches her back and moves her knees apart, lewdly displaying her pussy and anus as she looks back at you over her shoulder and gives you a sultry look.

“Oh man, this is amazing,” you say. “Now...

put your clothes back on, you crazy woman.”
hold that pose for a while – I want to get several angles.”


Later in the morning, you wander over to Alice’s cube and ask how she’s doing.

“Not bad thanks,” she says, “but I do have a question...”

You lean on her desk as you peer at her screen. As she describes what she is doing, you...

move behind her and reach down into her blouse to caress her breasts?
take off her blouse?
slide your hand into her thong and stroke her pussy?


You slide both of your hands down inside her blouse and take hold of her breasts, squeezing her nipples gently between your fingers. She sighs happily. “Mmmm,” she murmurs. “That’s nice...”

You turn your attention to Alice’s screen, and finish helping her with her question as you continue to gently fondle her breasts. Then you withdraw your hands, and…

sit down to have a chat with her.
return to your desk.


You slide your hand inside her thong, and begin stroking her pussy. She moans softly, then clears her throat loudly to cover it up. As you curve your middle finger around and slip it inside her vagina, she gasps and closes her eyes.

You turn your attention back to Alice’s screen, and finish helping her with her question as you gently finger-fuck her and her arousal grows visibly. You continue fingering her as she valiantly tries to keep her moans silent, until she bends over her desk, shuddering in an intense orgasm and squealing into her elbow. You look around anxiously, but nobody seems to have noticed. You withdraw your hand from Alice’s panties as she sits up straight, her cheeks crimson, and you grin at her while she fans herself with one hand.

Once she has recovered herself a bit, you…

sit down to have a chat with her.
return to your desk.


You start to pull the blouse off her shoulders, which makes her giggle nervously.

“You want me sitting at my desk in just my thong?” she asks in a low voice, as she pulls her arms out of the sleeves. “You’re crazy!”

You fold up the garment and lay it on her desk, then you turn your attention back to her screen, and finish helping her with her question. Then you...

sit down to have a chat with her.
return to your desk.


Lunchtime approaches, and you tidy up a bit of outstanding correspondence. Then you lock your computer, get to your feet, and head out of your cube. Alice is ready to leave too, but her outfit makes a discreet departure problematic.

You saunter to the front entrance, smile and hold the door open for a couple of co-workers, and wait another minute or so for an opportune moment. Then, seeing nobody currently on their feet nearby, you frantically wave at Alice, who has been keeping you in view.

She hurries down the aisle and around the corner to join you, and the two of you head out into the car park. You drive her to Borger’s Burgers, where you order your usual meals while Alice sneaks into a booth. Then you...

sit down opposite her.
sit down next to her.


Alice is more than happy to converse, and the two of you begin to chat about various different things. You sit down on the chair in the corner of her cube, and she swings her chair around to face you, keeping her knees well apart so that you get a nice look at her thong.

Seeing you staring hungrily at it, Alice grins and opens her legs obscenely wide, hooking her knees over the arm-rests of her chair. Your jaw drops in excitement, and she giggles delightfully. Over the course of the next few minutes, she casually strokes the front of her thong with her fingers, working it between her labia while playing with her left breast with the other hand, which makes it very difficult to concentrate on anything she is saying.

Eventually you reluctantly say, “Well, back to work. Thanks for the chat, Alice!”

She winks at you, and you return to your desk.

Continue.


It is almost time for your daily team meeting, and you run some reports in preparation. You head into the conference room and see several of your colleagues and underlings already assembled. You notice that Alice is sitting with her arms folded, no doubt to conceal the transparency of her blouse. You assume she was the first to arrive, sneaking in while nobody was looking. You look at the available empty chairs, and choose to sit...

on Alice’s right.
opposite Alice.


You chat happily with Alice as you eat, and things seem to be going well. Then, during a lull in the conversation, you...

ask her if you can take a quick peek beneath the table at her thong.
ask her to take off her blouse.
ask her to give you a blow-job.


Alice smiles as you sit next to her, and the two of you spend a very pleasant lunch, chatting and laughing together. But you are desperate for some more intimacy, and when the conversation lapses briefly, you…

attempt to take off her blouse.
slip your hand into her thong.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
slip your hand into Alice’s thong.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
compliment Alice’s outfit.


Alice laughs. “Silly man,” she says. “All right then, if it’ll make you happy.”

You grin, and duck your head beneath the table. To your delight, she has opened her knees wide apart, and you get a good long look at her thong, which is pretty much nestling between her labia at this point. After almost a minute of happy staring, you sit up straight once more.

“Awesome!” you exclaim.

Alice laughs. “You’re welcome,” she says.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive Alice back to work where, with some scouting ahead and good timing, you manage to sneak her back to her desk unseen.

Continue.


Alice shivers. “I hope this doesn’t get me arrested,” she mutters, and she pulls her blouse off her shoulders and removes her arms from its sleeves. “Happy now?”

You stare joyfully at her naked breasts. “Wow – yes!”

“Excuse me, do you mind putting some clothes on?” says a woman at a nearby table, sounding annoyed. “There are children in here!”

“Shit,” you mutter. “You’d better put your blouse back on.”

Alice nods. “Sorry!” she says to the woman who complained. “It was a dare. I didn’t mean to cause offence.”

“All right,” says the woman, somewhat mollified.

As Alice is putting on her blouse, however, a greater disaster strikes. “Don’t you work in customer service at Howes and Wellerman?” asks a middle-aged man, coming over to your table and staring sternly at Alice. Your heart sinks; it is Hector Wright, the managing director of your company.

Alice gulps. “Yes,” she says.

“Well consider yourself fired,” he says matter-of-factly. “This is not how I expect our customer service employees to behave in public.” With that, he turns and walks back to his table, leaving Alice looking stunned.

“Oh my god!” you exclaim, horrified. “I’m so sorry! I should never have asked you to take off your blouse – how stupid that was!”

Continue.


Alice chuckles, and says, “Okay.” She glances around to make sure nobody is looking her way, then she ducks down below the table. A moment later her head appears between your thighs. She grins up at you, then she unzips your trousers, reaches in, negotiates your boxer shorts, and pulls out your erection.

Taking it into her mouth, she begins to lovingly suck on it, her tongue swirling around its head. It feels wonderful, and your arousal steadily intensifies over the next couple of minutes. Finally, with a groan of pleasure, you release spurt after spurt of your semen into Alice’s mouth.

She continues to suck you gently, swallowing everything you produce, for the next minute or so. Then she tucks your softening penis back inside your boxers, zips you up, and climbs back into her seat.

“That was ... spectacular!” you say.

Alice laughs. “You’re welcome,” she says.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive Alice back to work where, with some scouting ahead and good timing, you manage to sneak her back to her desk unseen.

Continue.


Alice looks a little nervous as you pull her blouse off her shoulders, but she tugs her arms out of the sleeves to help you out. You place the garment on the table, and grin at her naked breasts.

“This is really risky...” she murmurs.

You nod, and...

say, “You’re probably right – go ahead and put your blouse back on.”
start to suck gently on her left nipple.


You reach into Alice’s thong, which makes her giggle. But as you start stroking her pussy, she closes her eyes and starts to breathe heavily. “Mmmm, that’s nice,” she murmurs. She eases her legs apart to allow you better access.

Then, as you caress her clitoris, she turns and kisses you on the lips. Your tongue swirls around hers, and as you find the opening of her vagina and start to slide it in, she moans with pleasure. You start to finger-fuck her in earnest, and she begins to squeal quietly into your shoulder as she bites your shirt.

Her body begins to shake as her orgasm approaches, and then, burying her face in your shoulder, she utters a long, muffled moan as her orgasm hits.

“Oh my god,” she pants, as she finally pulls away from you.

“You’re welcome,” you say with a smile.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive Alice back to work where, with some scouting ahead and good timing, you manage to sneak her back to her desk unseen.

Continue.


Nobody says anything, so your boss takes over and makes some announcements, and then your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report. Finally the meeting ends.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


Carla makes some announcements, then another of your colleagues, Stuart, gives his daily production report. Finally, the meeting is over.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you subtly reach into Alice’s thong and start stroking her pussy. As you sensuously rub her clitoris and labia, she begins to breathe more heavily.

“Are you all right, Alice?” asks Carla.

“Yes!” replies Alice, her cheeks flushing slightly. “Sorry – just feeling a little light-headed. But I’m okay. Please go on.”

“All right then,” says Carla, and she continues with her announcements. You carry on rubbing Alice’s pussy, and then you manage to worm a finger inside her, though you cannot get it very deep on account of the awkward angle. To Alice’s credit, she manages to keep a straight face despite your finger being inside her, though her cheeks turn very red.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. You and Alice leave the room and return to your respective cubes (Alice leaving the room last of course), and you start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


“I’d just like to say how nice Alice is looking in that blouse,” you say.

There are a couple of gasps around the table, and Trevor, the supervisor for the Eastern region, remarks, “Not exactly work-appropriate, is it?”

You immediately respond,

“Neither are your ties, Trevor, but we put up with those.”
“Ah, but you need to see it in the context of the entire ensemble.”


Half an hour later, Alice comes over to your cube and says, “I’m ready for my training session, Mr Trainer.”

You grin at her and say, “All right then!”

You undock your laptop and carry it through to the nearest conference room. As Alice sits down, you set it up in front of her, and then the two of you turn towards each other and kiss passionately.

You pull her blouse off her shoulders, and soon have her topless. Then she stands up, her thong descends to the floor, and she smiles at you with her eyes shining. “Now I’m naked,” she says, “what are you planning to do to me?”

You reply, “I want to...

fuck you in every orifice.”
fuck you outside.”
get you fired in the most spectacular manner possible.”


Alice smiles. “Well you might find my ears and nostrils a little challenging,” she says, “but you’re welcome to try.”

You laugh, and say, “How about we start with your...

mouth?”
vagina?”
anus?”


“Outside?” says Alice, with a shiver of nervous excitement. “Whereabouts outside?”

You grin and say, “I’ll let you know when we’re out there.”

“Okay,” she says. “I assume I’m leaving my clothes here?”

“Yup,” you confirm. “I’ll go first, and I’ll signal to you when to follow.”

Alice nods, and you step out of the conference room. Just getting Alice to the front entrance will be quite a challenge, since there are three double-rows of cubes between here and there, and therefore three aisles to cross. And she will have to walk down the full length of one of them.

You scout out the safest-looking route, wait until you are sure nobody is likely to spot a nude woman scurrying past, and then you beckon to Alice. She darts from the conference room doorway to the end of the first row of cubes, crouching low, and then to the end of the second, crossing the first aisle without incident.

You match down the second aisle, turn, and note that everybody in that aisle seems to be paying attention to their screens. You beckon to Alice, and she runs toward you, still in a low crouch. The front entrance is now mere feet away. You head over there, turn and look around to make sure the coast is clear, then signal to Alice.

She runs to join you, and the two of you slip outside, unnoticed. Here you turn to Alice and say, “Okay my love, now we’re going...

to have sex outside Hector’s office window.”
to the mall.”


Alice gasps. “But why? Do you want to get rid of me?”

“No!” you say. “But the way things are going, I think it’s obvious that sooner or later we’re going to run out of luck. It’ll only take one person to see you in an outrageously skimpy outfit, or naked, for the news to spread throughout the entire office and get back to Carla.”

“True,” admits Alice.

“So why not get fired on your own terms?” you say. “Instead of leaving it to fate, pick the when and where yourself. And the how.”

Alice smirks. “I assume you want a say in it too, though?”

“It can be a joint effort,” you tell her with a grin. “But first … assuming you get fired as a result of this, can we please continue to see each other? We’ve come so far … it would be insane to simply drop each other now, surely? I’d abandon this plan and have you dressing in jeans again before I chose to lose you forever.”

Alice smiles. “Well, you know, I’ve been giving this some thought as you can probably imagine. And I think perhaps it’s time for you to meet Charlie. How about you come over to my house for dinner this evening?”

Your eyes light up. “Really?” you say. “You think Charlie will be okay with it?”

“He’ll cope,” Alice says. “I can’t keep sacrificing my happiness forever. Plus, I’ve been telling him about you as a way of softening the blow. Who knows – perhaps the two of you will get on really well.”

“I can’t wait to meet him!” you say.

“Good,” says Alice with a smile. “Now, about this ‘getting fired’ plan…”

“Yes,” you say. “Do you have any thoughts on the matter?”

“Well you’ve just sprung it on me,” says Alice, “so give me a moment. Obviously you can’t be directly involved, or you’ll get fired too, and I wouldn’t want that.” She thinks for a couple of minutes, then says, “All right, I think I have a couple of options. You can choose which one you think is best.”

“Okay,” you say.

“Wait – I have three options,” says Alice. “And here they are. First, you take some sexy photos of me and I email them to the distribution list for the entire company.”

“Wow!” you say. “Nice – I like it.”

“Second,” continues Alice, “I climb up and stand on top of a cube wall right in the middle of the office, naked of course, and start singing ‘Never Gonna Give You Up’ by Rick Astley.”

“Nude Rick-rolling,” you remark. “Awesome! And the third option?”

“Third,” says Alice, “I go into Hector’s office, climb on to his desk, adopt the most indecent pose imaginable, and start masturbating.”

“That could backfire,” you say. “He might just take it as an invitation to try and fuck you.”

“I doubt it,” says Alice. “He’s way too straight-laced, or seems that way. But if you don’t like that option, you don’t have to pick it. So what’s your choice?”

You consider the options carefully, then say, “You know, I think I’ll go with…

the first option.”
the second option.”
the third option.”


Five o’clock rolls around, and you get ready to leave. Alice, for obvious reasons, is planning to wait until the five o’clock rush for the door has abated. You smile at her as you step out of your cube. “Did you have a good day?” you ask her.

“Yes thanks,” says Alice with a grin.

“Good!” you reply. “Well, see you tomorrow then!”

You head home, have dinner, and watch some television. That night you fall asleep thinking about Alice, and how nice it will be to see her again…

Continue.


Alice grins at you and undulates her hips seductively as you move from one position to another, photographing her from every conceivable angle.

“Wow,” you say, awestruck by her sexiness. “Now try another pose.”

Alice gets back into a sitting position, placing both of her feet on the table either side of her bottom. Then she leans back, spreading her legs wide apart, and uses two fingers of her right hand to part her labia, giving you the most shameless view yet of her pussy and vaginal opening.

It is at this moment that Carla walks in. She takes one look at the two of you, gasps in astonishment, and then shrieks, “Oh my fucking God! You two are so unbelievably fired! Alice get dressed, both of you pack your things, and get out!” Then she turns on her heel and walks out.

You stare at Alice in shock and dismay.

“Oh no, I’m so sorry!” she exclaims, looking upset as she hops off the table.

“Why?” you ask her in surprise. “This was as much my fault as yours. More, probably. It’s I who should be sorry.”

“But I never meant to cost you your job!” says Alice. “I’m not too bothered about mine – I have a better one to go to – but I shouldn’t have endangered yours!”

“Oh don’t worry, I’m sure I’ll find something else,” you tell her uneasily.

“I hope so,” she says. “But perhaps it will be best for you not to have me in your life. I’m clearly a bad influence!”

Your jaw drops. “I’m pretty sure I’ve been the main instigator of what we’ve been doing!” you say.

“But you wouldn’t have got into trouble if I hadn’t been here,” says Alice, pulling on her thong. “You know I can’t see you outside work anyway, so it’s academic. I’m sorry, Bob, but this is goodbye.”

She puts her blouse on, then she comes over and gives you a farewell kiss. “Goodbye,” she says.

She leaves the kitchen and heads for the front entrance, pausing only to grab her bag and a couple of photos of her son from her cube. You take some time to pack away your own things, and then you say your goodbyes and leave the office for good.

THE END


Alice is more than happy to converse, and the two of you begin to chat about various different things. You sit down on the chair in the corner of her cube, and she swings her chair around to face you, with her breasts fully exposed, and keeping her knees well apart so that you get a nice look at her thong.

Seeing you staring hungrily at her thong, Alice grins and opens her legs obscenely wide, hooking her knees over the arm-rests of her chair. Your jaw drops in excitement, and she giggles delightfully. Over the course of the next few minutes, she casually strokes the front of her thong with her fingers, working it between her labia, while playing with her left breast with the other hand, which makes it very difficult to concentrate on anything she is saying.

After a while you say,

“Well, back to work. Thanks for the chat, Alice!”
“Let’s see you remove that thong...”


Alice takes your return to your cube as permission to put her blouse back on. You grin at her as you sit down, then you turn to your computer in order to do some work.

Continue.


“Naughty man!” says Alice in mock exasperation. “Well I suppose I won’t be any more fired if I’m naked when someone comes around the corner.” She brings her legs together, then takes her thong off then places it on top of her blouse. Putting her knees back over the arms of her chair, she resumes her former position with her thighs spread wide apart and her naked pussy now gloriously displayed.

“Awesome!” you whisper, and she giggles.

The two of you continue to converse, while Alice casually begins to masturbate, slowly rubbing her clitoris with two fingers. Eventually, seeing her excitement mounting, you...

say, “Well, back to work. Thanks for the chat, Alice!”
pull out your phone and take a couple of photos.


You take two beautiful shots of Alice masturbating for all she’s worth, then you switch to video and record her moment of orgasm, as her legs spasm and she squeals into her crooked elbow.

“Oh my god,” she gasps, panting as her body goes limp in her chair.

“Well, back to work,” you say, finally wrenching your eyes away from Alice’s moist pussy. “Thanks for the chat, Alice!”

Continue.


“Thank you,” says Alice, quickly picking up her blouse and pulling it over her head. As she tugs it down to cover her breasts, she says, “People were starting to notice, and I’m really not comfortable flashing my breasts at total strangers.”

“Fair enough,” you say.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive Alice back to work where, with some scouting ahead and good timing, you manage to sneak her back to her desk unseen.

Continue.


As you suck on Alice’s nipple, she closes her eyes and murmurs, “Mmmm, that’s lovely...”

But then, “Excuse me, could you two please take your public indecency somewhere else?” says a woman at a nearby table, sounding annoyed. “There are children in here!”

“Shit,” you mutter, disengaging from Alice’s breast. “You’d better put your top back on.”

Alice nods. “Sorry!” she says to the woman who complained. “We just got carried away. We didn’t mean to cause offence.”

“Well you did!” says the woman.

As Alice is putting on her blouse, a greater disaster strikes. “Don’t you two work in customer service at Howes and Wellerman?” asks a middle-aged man, coming over to your table and staring sternly at you. Your heart sinks; it is Hector Wright, the managing director of your company.

You nod, feeling like a misbehaving schoolboy, and Alice gulps. “Yes,” she says.

“Well consider yourselves fired,” he says matter-of-factly. “This is not how I expect our customer service employees to behave in public.” With that, he turns and walks back to his table, leaving you and Alice feeling stunned.

“Oh my god!” Alice groans. “I’m so sorry! I should never have let you take off my blouse – how stupid that was!”

“Why are you sorry?” you ask her in surprise. “This was as much my fault as yours. More, probably. It’s I who should be sorry.”

“But I never meant to cost you your job!” says Alice. “I’m not too bothered about mine – I have a better one to go to – but I shouldn’t have endangered yours!”

“Oh don’t worry, I’m sure I’ll find something else,” you tell her uneasily.

“I hope so,” she says. “But perhaps it will be best for you not to have me in your life. I’m clearly a bad influence!”

Your jaw drops. “I’m pretty sure I’ve been the main instigator of what we’ve been doing!” you say.

“But you wouldn’t have got into trouble if I hadn’t been here,” says Alice. “You know I can’t see you outside work anyway, so it’s academic. I’m sorry, Bob, but this is goodbye. Could you take me back to the office please?”

You drive her back to work, where she does not even go inside; she merely heads to her car and drives away, out of your life forever.

You head inside and take some time to pack away your own things, then you say your goodbyes and leave the office for good.

THE END


Everybody laughs, even Carla, and even Trevor manages a chuckle. His ties are notoriously tacky, a fact of which he is oddly proud.

“Nevertheless,” says Carla, “it’s not appropriate, Bob, for you to comment on a female colleague’s clothing like that...”

“Oh I don’t mind,” says Alice quickly. “I’m glad Bob likes it.”

Carla looks at her, then at you, and then she shrugs. “If the two of you have that kind of rapport, then fine, I suppose. But now can we perhaps get on with the meeting?”

“Of course,” you say. “Please continue.”

As Carla goes through some announcements, you smile across at Alice, who rolls her eyes and shakes her head, no doubt in disbelief that the full extent of her state of undress remains undiscovered. But then she gives you a small smile.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. You and Alice return to your respective cubes (Alice leaving the room last of course), and you start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


Alice looks stunned, and stares at you in confusion. Then she looks to Carla, who is frowning at her thoughtfully. Turning back to you, Alice says pointedly, “Do you mean for me to stand up and show everyone what I’m wearing?”

You reply,

“Sure, why not?”
“No, not at all.”


“I’m not sure what you’re playing at, Bob,” says Carla sternly, “but you’re on very thin ice right now. Alice, while I’m suddenly curious about your ensemble, please don’t feel obliged to get up and show us.”

Alice gulps. “No, it’s okay,” she says, and she unfolds her arms and gets to her feet.

Jaws drop around the table as Alice’s micro-thong comes into view. Eyes are also drawn to her breasts, which are clearly visible through the thin material now that her arms are not hiding them.

For a long moment, nobody says anything. Then your underling Neil breaks the silence by whispering, “Holy shit that’s awesome…”

“Alice, could you come to my office please?” says Carla. “Meeting over!” She gets up and walks out of the room.

Alice walks around the table and leaves, following Carla. You jump up and hurry after her, catching her just outside the conference room. She looks up at you with a rather hurt expression. “Why did you do that?” she asks.

You take her hands in yours. “I’m sorry if that embarrassed you,” you say. “The thought that you were being so amazingly sexy and nobody but me knew about it ... it just finally got to be too much. I just had to show them all how incredible you look today!”

She shrugs. “Well now I’m getting fired, so we won’t be able to work together anymore,” she says. “I hope it was worth it.”

“Seeing you rise out of that seat ... and everyone’s reactions ... it almost was worth it,” you tell her. “But not if I never get to see you again. Please tell me we can make it work ... outside work.”

“I’m hurt that you blind-sided me that like that,” she says candidly. “If that was what you wanted me to do – to go out with a bang like that – you should have trusted me enough to talk to me about it beforehand. We could have planned it together.”

You consider this. “You’re absolutely right,” you tell her. “I am truly, truly sorry. Please ... will you allow me to make it up to you?”

You see Alice glance behind you, and you turn to see the faces of your colleagues, gathered excitedly in the conference room doorway. You turn back to Alice. “I want to be a part of your life. I want to meet your son. I want to win him over and be a part of his life too. But right now, I just want you to forgive me for a moment’s foolishness. Please don’t depart from my life forever just because, very occasionally, I can be a bit of an idiot...”

Alice smiles. “Nice speech,” she says. “As it happens I was already thinking it might be time for you to meet Charlie. So, while I haven’t quite forgiven you yet ... would you like to come to my house for dinner tonight?”

You pull her into your arms and kiss her passionately, while your colleagues behind you erupt in cheers and applause. When you and Alice finally pull apart, Alice is smiling and blushing.

“Well, off I go to get fired,” she says. “See you later, you naughty man.” And with that, she turns and walks away in the direction of Carla’s office, with her head held high.

THE END


Carla raises an eyebrow. “I’m missing something here, clearly. But I’m not sure that Alice’s outfits are an appropriate topic of discussion for this meeting. Can we move on, do you think?”

“Of course!” you say. “My apologies. Please continue.”

As Carla goes through some announcements, you smile across at Alice, who rolls her eyes and shakes her head, no doubt in disbelief that the full extent of her state of undress remains undiscovered.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. You and Alice return to your respective cubes (Alice leaving the room last of course), and you start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


Alice smiles, gets down on her knees, and opens her mouth as you press the tip of your erection against her lips. She begins sucking on it, and twirls her tongue around its engorged head with a technique that feels incredible.

Caressing her hair with one hand, you gently fuck her mouth, enjoying the feeling of her soft lips on your shaft, and her squirming tongue that greedily explores every inch of your erection.

You feel your arousal building, and...

decide to climax in her mouth.
say, “Okay let’s switch to your vagina.”
say, “Okay, let’s switch to your anus.”


Alice grins and lies back on the table, lifting her legs up and spreading them wide apart. You slide your erection into her vagina, thrusting it all the way to her cervix as you press your loins against hers. Then you begin to fuck her with a gentle rhythm, causing her to coo with delight and writhe her supple body.

Increasing your pace, you grab Alice’s hips and hold her steady while you ram your erection deep inside her with each stroke. Her entire body flushed with arousal, she moans with pleasure, arching her back and closing her eyes as she savours the sensations you are giving her.

You feel your climax steadily approaching, so you...

decide to climax in her vagina.
say, “Okay let’s switch to your mouth.”
say, “Okay, let’s switch to your anus.”


Alice stands up, turns, and slowly bends over the table, spreading her feet apart and arching her back to present her anus to you, all the while maintaining eye contact and a naughty smile.

You push the head of your erect penis against her puckered anal sphincter, which yields gradually for a moment before expanding to accommodate your girth. Sinking your erection deep into her rectum, you begin thrusting with long, powerful strokes, the impact of your hips cushioned by her beautifully-shaped buttocks.

“Ohhhh...” she gasps. “Yes...”

Clutching her hips tightly, you fuck Alice harder and harder, revelling in your lust for this incomparably exciting woman. As your thrusting intensifies, so does the wonderfully taboo sensation of your flesh caressing the smooth inner walls of her bowel.

With your excitement growing more and more intense, you...

decide to climax in her anus.
say, “Okay let’s switch to your mouth.”
say, “Okay, let’s switch to your vagina.”


“Oh god...” you groan as your orgasm looms. “Sweet Alice, I’m going to come in your mouth...”

Moments later, your pelvis shudders and jerks as your sperm erupts all over Alice’s tongue and tonsils. She sucks harder, hungrily drinking down every morsel of fluid that your pulsing penis disgorges. For the next minute or so she continues to suck you gently, almost worshipfully, until finally she pulls back, giving your drooping penis a tender kiss before releasing it entirely.

“Wow!” you exclaim breathlessly. “That was ... amazing.”

“Good,” says Alice with a smile. “It was supposed to be.”

At your request, Alice remains naked for the rest of the hour, while you talk, kiss, and cuddle. Then she puts her thong and blouse back on, and the two of you return to your respective desks.

Continue.


Once you have committed yourself to your climax, you cease holding back even slightly. You pour all of your energy into fucking Alice as hard and as fast as possible, and you feel your orgasm rapidly approaching.

To your delight, Alice seems on the verge of her own climax, and as you groan and shudder from the intensity of your climax, Alice’s body bucks and spasms with her own. You feel your semen spurting deep inside her, and you collapse in a limp heap on top of her naked body.

“Oh ... my ... fucking ... god,” Alice murmurs.

“Seconded,” you gasp.

At your request, Alice remains naked for the rest of the hour, while you talk, kiss, and cuddle. Then she puts her thong and blouse back on, and the two of you return to your respective desks.

Continue.


Your rigid penis pistons back and forth in Alice’s rectum, alternately thrusting deep and then pulling back until its head is nudging against her anal muscle, with an energy that grows by the minute.

You slap Alice’s right buttock, and she gasps and tenses up. Her anus grips you harder, and this sends you over the edge. With a series of ecstatic groans, you shoot your semen deep into her bowels, slowing the pace, but not the depth, of your thrusting until your entire sperm load has been spent.

Panting hard, you bend down and rest your head on Alice’s back. “Man that was fantastic,” you murmur. “Thank you.”

She reaches back and strokes your hair as you rest and recover your ability to move. Then you stand up and pull your penis out of her, and she stands and turns to give you a long kiss on the lips.

At your request, Alice remains naked for the rest of the hour, while you talk, kiss, and cuddle. Then she puts her thong and blouse back on, and the two of you return to your respective desks.

Continue.


Alice giggles. “Oh gosh, that’s crazy!” she says in a low voice. But she follows you as you make your way along the front of the building, ducking low every time you pass a window. The car park and a row of shrubs lie between you and the main road, but you can still glimpse the vehicles that pass, and if you can see them, their drivers can presumably see you and Alice, if they happen to be looking in the right direction.

You reach Hector’s window, and peer cautiously inside. The managing director is sitting at his desk, with his back to you, facing his computer.

“Okay,” you say in a low voice, “get up against the window, facing Hector.”

Alice obliges, pressing her breasts against the glass. She spreads her feet apart, sticks her bottom out, and says, “Now fuck me, Bob!”

Unwilling to expose anything of yourself to passing cars, you take your penis out through the zip of your trousers, position yourself behind Alice, and slowly ease your erection up into her vagina. Burying it deep, you begin to thrust inside her, aided by flexion of your knees.

Alice moans softly, but Hector remains oblivious to her breasts bouncing and squishing against his window in time with your thrusting.

Hector’s door is open, and you tense in alarm as you see someone walk past his doorway, but you continue fucking Alice, bumping her up against the window with increasing rapidity until you feel yourself approaching your climax. At this point you...

fuck her harder still, bringing on your orgasm.
slow down, delaying your orgasm.


“The mall?” gasps Alice. “Whereabouts in the mall? Won’t we get arrested?”

“We’ll make it work,” you assure her. “Come on.”

You unlock your car as you hurry over to it with Alice, and both of you climb in. Alice giggles as she pulls the passenger seatbelt across her naked body.

“Drive on!” she says excitedly. Then she sobers up a little. “Just ... look after me, okay?”

“Of course I will,” you assure her.

You drive her out of the car park, and down the road towards the mall. As you pull into the large shopping centre’s car park, you find a spot close to one of its lesser-used entrances. Nevertheless, there are still a lot of people in sight, trekking to or from their card, and Alice regards them nervously.

“We’ll walk in together,” you say. “Those people are all on our right, so stay on my left and my body will eclipse yours. Mostly.”

Alice gulps, but nods. “Okay.”

Your plan seems to work. With Alice sticking close to your left side, her nudity is unlikely to be noticed by a casual glance in your direction, and you do not see any odd looks. You reach the door, and step through.

Inside, you find yourself at one end of a short corridor that leads into the main section of the mall. Halfway down the corridor, on the right, is a unisex toilet. Closer to you, on the left, is an unmarked door.

Dozens of shoppers are walking past the corridor’s far end. Any of them could at any moment turn and glance your way. Clearly mindful of this, Alice positions herself behind you.

Beyond the passing shoppers, you can see Cat’s Corner, a lingerie shop. You regard it thoughtfully for a moment, then say, “Okay, let’s...

try that unmarked door.”
have sex in that toilet.”
run over to Cat’s Corner and buy you something.”


You pound your erection up into Alice with ever-harder strokes, until you gasp and groan in orgasm, pumping your semen deep inside her. Alice breathlessly rests her head against the window for a moment, and then the two of you duck out of sight.

“That was brilliant,” giggles Alice as you make your way back towards the front entrance.

“Yup, it certainly was,” you reply. You head inside, look around, and beckon to Alice to follow you.

Continue.


You slow the pace of your thrusting, savouring the naughtiness of fucking Alice in so public a place. More people pass by Hector’s open doorway as you look in, but fortunately none of them glances your way.

“Hurry,” says Alice. “Are you trying to get us caught?”

In response, you...

resume fucking her as hard as possible.
take your erection out of her vagina, and push it up into her anus.


You scout ahead and find that all three aisles between the front door and the conference room are currently clear of anyone standing, walking, or talking to colleagues across the aisle. All three are therefore potential options for a route back to the conference room, with the first aisle being perhaps the riskiest because it leads right into the middle of the office.

Upon consideration, you choose to lead Alice down...

the first aisle.
the second aisle.
the third aisle.


Alice gasps as her anus expands to accommodate you. “I love you, but you’re a madman!” she whispers.

You ram your penis deep into her rectum with leisurely strokes, while Hector types away on his laptop, totally unaware of your proximity. Until, that is, he turns to look at something on his wall, and catches sight of Alice out of the corner of his eye. His head snaps around and he gasps at the sight of Alice’s naked breasts pressed against his window. Then his face turns bright red and he points at both of you in turn. “Fired!” he shouts, his voice muffled by the thick glass. “Fired!”

You pull out of Alice hastily, and the two of you hurry back towards the front entrance. There Alice pauses, and turns to face you. “I’m so sorry, Bob!” she says.

“Why?” you ask her in surprise. “This was as much my fault as yours. More, probably. It’s I who should be sorry.”

“But I never meant to cost you your job!” says Alice. “I’m not too bothered about mine – I have a better one to go to – but I shouldn’t have endangered yours!”

“Oh don’t worry, I’m sure I’ll find something else,” you tell her uneasily.

“I hope so,” she says. “But perhaps it will be best for you not to have me in your life. I’m clearly a bad influence!”

Your jaw drops. “I’m pretty sure I’ve been the main instigator of what we’ve been doing!” you say.

“But you wouldn’t have got into trouble if I hadn’t been here,” says Alice. “You know I can’t see you outside work anyway, so it’s academic. I’m sorry, Bob, but this is goodbye.”

She stands on tiptoe and gives you a farewell kiss. “Goodbye,” she says.

She heads inside and makes for the conference room, where she puts on her blouse and thong. Then, stopping at her cube only to pick up her bag and a couple of photos of her son, she walks out of the office and out of your life. You take some time to pack away your own things, and then you say your goodbyes and leave the office for good.

THE END


You head to the end of the first aisle, and beckon to Alice. She crouches low and hurries towards you, as you head straight for the conference room.

Alice makes it to the end of the aisle without incident, then she turns and sneaks past the ends of the second and third aisles on her way to the conference room. Slipping through the door just after you, she shuts it behind her and says “Whew!”

You take her naked body in your arms and kiss her lips tenderly. “Good girl,” you say. “That was very brave of you!”

“Thanks,” she says, giggling. “It really was. Fun, though!”

At your request, Alice remains naked for the rest of the hour, while you talk, kiss, and cuddle. Then she puts her thong and blouse back on, and the two of you return to your respective desks.

Continue.


You head to the end of the second aisle, and beckon to Alice. She crouches low and hurries past the first aisle, pauses by the next row of cubes, then turns and heads towards you down the second aisle, as you head straight for the conference room.

But then disaster strikes! You hear an exclamation of surprise, and see a man getting to his feet in a cube ahead of Alice. It is soon followed by more exclamations, and more heads popping up.

“Oops, busted!” says Alice with a false laugh, as she covers her breasts with her left arm and her pussy with her right hand. “It’s a dare – I hoped I could get back to my clothes without being seen, but I guess not!”

Carla emerges from her office to see what the commotion is. “Alice!” she exclaims in shock.

“I’m sorry Carla!” says Alice, now looking rather distressed. “It was a dare...”

“Never mind what it was!” says Carla. “Get dressed immediately and report to my office!”

“Yes Carla – of course,” says Alice. She trots to the end of the aisle, then turns and heads for the conference room, slipping inside just after you.

She closes the door behind her, and says, “Oh my god oh my god oh my god!”

“I’m so sorry!” you exclaim. “Apparently I led you down the wrong aisle! Perhaps if I go and explain to Carla that I pressured you into it...”

“Don’t you dare!” says Alice. “No point in us both getting fired! No, you stay well out of it. I won’t be mentioning you at all to Carla.”

“But ... she’ll fire you!” you say

Continue.


You head to the third aisle, make your way down to its far end, and then beckon to Alice. She crouches low and hurries after you, passing Carla’s office as you head straight for the conference room.

Alice makes it to the end of the third aisle without incident, then she turns and sneaks down it, keeping low, on her way to the conference room. Slipping through the door just after you, she shuts it behind her and says “Whew!”

You take her naked body in your arms and kiss her lips tenderly. “Good girl,” you say. “That was very brave of you!”

“Thanks,” she says, giggling. “It really was. Fun, though!”

At your request, Alice remains naked for the rest of the hour, while you talk, kiss, and cuddle. Then she puts her blouse and thong back on, and the two of you return to your respective desks.

Continue.


You head for the unmarked door and try the handle. It opens, and you find yourself looking into a small room containing a floor-cleaning machine, a table with a newspaper on it, and shelves and shelves of cleaning supplies.

“Welcome to the janitor’s room,” you remark, stepping inside.

Alice steps in and closes the door. “Looks like a perfect place!” she says. “As long as the janitor doesn’t come back.”

You nod. “Lie down on the table,” you tell her. She does so, lifting her legs up and spreading her thighs apart.

“Fuck me, Bob,” she says.

You waste no time in dropping your trousers and boxer shorts. As you sink your erection into her vagina, you sigh with pleasure. You start gently fucking her, and Alice sighs happily too.

Three minutes later, you are beginning to pick up the pace when the door opens and in walks a middle-aged man in overalls. He stops and stares at you. Alice squeals in alarm. You halt your thrusting, wondering what to do.

“Please don’t stop on my account!” says the man, grinning broadly. One of his lower incisors is missing.

You look down at Alice, and...

say “Come on, we should get out of here.”
resume fucking her.


You hurry to the toilet, open the door, and step inside with Alice following right behind you. There is a urinal on one wall, and a large stall containing a sit-down toilet. Will you...

pull Alice into the stall and lock the door?
bend her over the urinal and fuck her from behind?


“Oh god, really?” says Alice anxiously. “You’re not going to get me arrested, right?”

“Trust me,” you say. “Just stick close to me, okay?”

Alice takes a deep breath. “Okay,” she says.

You lead her out into the mall, and hurriedly cross through multiple streams of astonished pedestrian traffic as you head for Cat’s Corner. You know the owner of the shop – he is an old friend of yours – and you are fairly sure he will be cooperative. You get to the doorway, head inside, and look around for your friend. But all you see is his assistant, Terri, whom you hardly know at all. There do not appear to be any other customers here.

“Hi Terri,” you say. “Is Jason in?”

Terri stares at Alice, open-mouthed. “Um, yes, I’ll fetch him,” she says, and she almost runs to the back of the shop.

“Bob!” says Jason, his bald head shining under the fluorescent lights. “And … wow.”

“Alice here has had a bit of a misfortune with her clothes,” you say, “and we were hoping to fix her up with something here.”

“Of course,” says Jason smoothly. “Here, let me just close the shop for a bit, to give you some privacy.”

“Thank you,” says Alice gratefully.

When Jason returns, he says, “What sort of thing were you looking to buy?”

You think for a moment, then reply, “Well, obviously anything’s better than being naked, so I think…

a nice see-through negligée will do nicely.”
just a pair of panties will be fine.”
just a bra will suffice.”


“I agree!” says Alice, and she climbs off the table as you let her up.

“Sorry for the intrusion,” you say to the janitor as you walk past him and out of the door.

“I don’t mind,” he replies, looking a little disappointed as Alice follows you out.

“We’d better get back to the car,” you murmur to Alice, “or he’s liable to follow us around.”

Alice stays ahead of you until you both get outside, then she stays on your right for the short walk back to your car. Once again, Alice’s nude walk appears to go unnoticed.

“Well that was disappointing,” you sigh, as you get into the driver’s seat. “I was really hoping to come inside you in the mall.”

“How about just outside the mall?” suggests Alice, reclining her seat as far as it will go.

“Heck yes!” you say eagerly, and you climb on top of her, unzipping your trousers in the process. Seconds later you are inside her again, fucking her as vigorously as the cramped conditions allow. Alice wraps her legs around your back, and does not attempt to muffle her loud expressions of approval of the way things are going.

You climax inside her with a groan of ecstasy, your pulsing erection gushing semen over Alice’s cervix. You collapse on top of her, and she caresses your back while you recover your breath.

“Back to work, I suppose,” you say, climbing back into the driver’s seat.

“Getting back to the conference room will be a whole new adventure,” Alice remarks.

“Yup,” you agree.

You drive Alice back to the office, park you car, and run hand in hand with her back to the front entrance. You head inside, look around, and beckon to Alice to follow you.

Continue.


Having sex with an audience is a strange experience, but you figure that if the janitor is enjoying the view, he is not very likely to call the police or mall security. It is a little unnerving, however, when he comes over and crouches down to peer curiously at your cock sliding in and out of Alice’s vagina.

Alice chooses to ignore him, closing her eyes and arching her back as she moans with pleasure. She therefore does not see him inspecting her breasts up close, and when he reaches out and grasps her right breast with his hand, she merely smiles, no doubt thinking it is your hand. You slap his arm away and give him a stern look, but he merely grins in response.

Soon you feel your orgasm approaching, and you step up your thrusting pace, hammering your erection into Alice at a rate that makes her breasts jiggle fascinatingly. Then you gasp as you begin to shoot your sperm deep inside her.

Alice writhes and moans with pleasure as you stroke her clitoris while slowing the pace of your thrusting. After a few seconds, she climaxes herself, uttering load moans that make the janitor hastily run over to shut the door.

You withdraw your penis from Alice’s body, then pull your boxers and trousers up, not wanting to expose yourself to the janitor for any longer than necessary. Alice, of course, with her legs still spread wide, could hardly be any more exposed, and the janitor grins as he watches some of your semen oozing out of her vaginal opening.

You help Alice off the table, and then you bid the janitor an awkward goodbye. Leaving the room, you follow Alice to the outside door, then stay on her left as you hurry back to the car.

“Well that was interesting,” says Alice, as she climbs into the passenger seat.

You chuckle. “You took his presence very well,” you remark. “I’m sure you must have felt very exposed.”

Alice grins. “Yes, but I was very keen on having you fuck me, and I was kind of glad you didn’t let his presence bother you.”

You drive Alice back to the office, park you car, and run hand in hand with her back to the front entrance. You head inside, look around, and beckon to Alice to follow you.

Continue.


As you lock the door, Alice climbs on to the seat of the toilet, turns around, squats, leans back to grasp a metal rail on the wall with both hands, and spreads her thighs impressively wide. Her vagina is thus presented for your penetration at a convenient height above the floor.

You grin at her, then drop your trousers and boxers to reveal your highly aroused penis, which you then start to gently insert into her. She sighs and closes her eyes as you begin to fuck her, and soon you have a steady rhythm going.

Two minutes later, Alice has begun to exhale in soft moans. But you freeze as you hear the door opening, and a man whistling as he walks over to the urinal. You hold still, waiting for him to finish and leave.

Alice is clearly getting uncomfortable. Perhaps in order to forestall a cramp, she lifts her left foot off the seat, flexes her leg a couple of times, then replaces it. Then she does the same for her right foot.

You hear the man washing his hands, then the sound of the automatic dryer. Finally, the door opens and closes.

“Whew!” says Alice as you resume thrusting. “Well that was annoying. Do you think you could try to finish quickly please? My legs aren’t very happy.”

“Sure,” you say, and you increase your thrusting speed, escalating the sensations in your groin until you feel your orgasm getting close.

“Oh yes, that’s it!” gasps Alice. “Fuck me! Come inside me!”

With a rush of hormones that make your vision blur momentarily, you start ejaculating your sperm into the innermost recesses of Alice’s vagina. “Ohhhh!” you groan, your loins convulsing as your penis continues to spurt its load inside her.

You reach out, grab Alice around the waist, and pull her off the toilet and into your arms. Still impaled on your softening erection, she wraps her legs around you and kisses you on the lips.

Finally slipping out of her, you set her down and say, “Okay, we’d better get back to work.”

“Agreed,” says Alice.

Leaving the toilet, you follow Alice to the outside door, then stay on her left as you hurry back to the car. You drive her back to the office, park, and then run with her to the front entrance of your office building. You head inside, look around, and beckon to Alice to follow you.

Continue.


“Ugh,” says Alice as she grips the sides of the urinal, “this isn’t exactly romantic!”

“True,” you say, “but we’re a little short of options.” You take out your penis, stick it up against her vaginal opening, and slowly ease your way inside her. Then you begin to thrust, gently at first, and then more powerfully.

You have been fucking her for only a couple of minutes when the door opens and a young man walks in. He gasps when he sees the two of you, and Alice squeals in alarm. But the man merely chuckles, shakes his head in disbelief, turns around, and leaves the toilet.

“I hope he hasn’t gone to fetch security!” says Alice.

You remove your penis from her vagina, place it against her anus, and start to slide it into her rectum. “I doubt it,” you say. “But just in case, let’s make this quick.”

You begin fucking her anus as hard as you can, while Alice gasps and grips the urinal with white knuckles. Soon you reach your climax, and groan as you pump your semen deep into her bowels.

“Okay, let’s get out of here,” you say, pulling out of her. “How was that for you?”

“We’ve had better sex,” admits Alice. “But I can’t fault your energy.”

“Next time will be better,” you promise her.

Leaving the toilet, you follow Alice to the outside door, then stay on her left as you hurry back to the car. You drive her back to the office, park, and then run with her to the front entrance of your office building. You head inside, look around, and beckon to Alice to follow you.

Continue.


Jason maintains a surprisingly straight face as he says, “Well we have a variety of negligées in stock. Did you have a particular colour or style in mind?”

Alice, now clearly feeling more comfortable about the situation, says, “A pastel green or blue please – or possibly white. And … make it the most transparent one you have in one of those colours.”

Jason smiles. “I know just the one,” he says. He marches away, then returns a moment later carrying an ultra-sheer white negligée with a white bow between the breasts.

“That’s perfect!” says Alice, and you have to agree – it will conceal absolutely nothing of Alice’s gorgeous body. “Could I try it on?”

“Of course!” says Jason.

Alice puts it on right there, and gives you a twirl. Her breasts are perfectly visible through the material – almost as clearly on display as when she was naked. The garment is too short to cover her pussy.

“I love it!” you say.

“So do I,” says Alice, taking it off. “I’ll take it.”

Jason takes it over to the till and rings it up. “That’ll be eighteen ninety-nine,” he says.

As you pay for the negligée, Alice says, “Excuse me Jason, but would you mind if Bob and I have sex in your changing room?”

Jason blinks. Then he says, “Not at all. Be my guest.”

“Thanks,” you say to him with a grin. You and Alice head into the changing room, where there are several hooks for clothes as well as a wooden changing bench. Alice bends over, resting her hands on the bench, and you waste no time in getting your erection into her moist vagina.

“I think I like this shop,” says Alice, closing her eyes and arching her back to allow you deeper penetration.

You fuck her at a leisurely pace, building momentum slowly over the course of the next five minutes. But as Alice’s blissful vocalisations get louder, you can’t resist pounding your engorged cock into her as fast and as hard as you can. Her moans climb in pitch, and you try to hold back just long enough for her to climax together with you, but you are too close, and suddenly your body convulses and shudders as you begin pumping Alice full of your sperm. You maintain your thrusting pace, however, and as your orgasm is winding down, she climaxes with a long, protracted moan that is almost a scream.

Breathlessly you cuddle her from behind as your penis softens inside her. Then you murmur in her ear, “That was wonderful, but we’d better get back to work.”

“Yes,” she agrees, and the two of you leave the changing room on slightly unsteady legs.

Jason is standing near the entrance with a bag containing Alice’s negligée. Alice takes it with a “Thank you Jason!”, and then she opens the door and marches out into the mall without a moment’s hesitation. You follow her, impressed, as she calmly walks at least fifty feet among dozens of open-mouthed shoppers. As she reaches the corridor leading towards the car park, you catch her up and put your arm around her waist.

“Well done my love,” you say. “That was amazing.”

She giggles. “It’s fun being naughty!” she says.

You reach the outside door, then walk back to the car without any attempt to conceal Alice from passers-by. You drive her back to the office, park, and then, conscious of the greater need for discretion here, the two of run stealthily to the front entrance of your office building. You head inside, look around, and beckon to Alice to follow you.

Continue.


Jason maintains a surprisingly straight face as he says, “Well we have lots of panties in stock. Did you have a particular colour or style in mind?”

Alice, now clearly feeling more comfortable about the situation, says, “A thong please – see-through if possible, and white. All of my panties are white – it symbolises my innocence and purity.”

You stifle a snort of laughter, and Alice elbows you in the ribs.

Jason smiles. “I believe we have such a thing,” he says. He walks over to a display, then returns carrying a skimpy little thong made of gauzy white material.

“That’s perfect!” says Alice. “I’ll take it.”

Jason takes it over to the till and rings it up. “That’ll be seven ninety-nine,” he says.

As you pay for the thong, Alice says, “Excuse me Jason, but would you mind if Bob and I have sex in your changing room?”

Jason blinks. Then he says, “Not at all. Be my guest.”

“Thanks,” you say to him with a grin. You and Alice head into the changing room, where there are several hooks for clothes as well as a wooden changing bench. Alice bends over, resting her hands on the bench, and you waste no time in getting your erection into her moist vagina.

“I think I like this shop,” says Alice, closing her eyes and arching her back to allow you deeper penetration.

You fuck her at a leisurely pace, building momentum slowly over the course of the next five minutes. But as Alice’s blissful vocalisations get louder, you can’t resist pounding your engorged cock into her as fast and as hard as you can. Her moans climb in pitch, and you try to hold back just long enough for her to climax together with you, but you are too close, and suddenly your body convulses and shudders as you begin pumping Alice full of your sperm. You maintain your thrusting pace, however, and as your orgasm is winding down, she climaxes with a long, protracted moan that is almost a scream.

Breathlessly you cuddle her from behind as your penis softens inside her. Then you murmur in her ear, “That was wonderful, but we’d better get back to work.”

“Yes,” she agrees, and the two of you leave the changing room on slightly unsteady legs.

Jason is standing near the entrance with a bag containing Alice’s thong. Alice takes it with a “Thank you Jason!”, and then she opens the door and marches out into the mall without a moment’s hesitation. You follow her, impressed, as she calmly walks at least fifty feet among dozens of open-mouthed shoppers. As she reaches the corridor leading towards the car park, you catch her up and put your arm around her waist.

“Well done my love,” you say. “That was amazing.”

She giggles. “It’s fun being naughty!” she says.

You reach the outside door, then walk back to the car without any attempt to conceal Alice from passers-by. You drive her back to the office, park, and then, conscious of the greater need for discretion here, the two of run stealthily to the front entrance of your office building. You head inside, look around, and beckon to Alice to follow you.

Continue.


Jason maintains a surprisingly straight face as he says, “Well we have lots of bras in stock. Did you have a particular colour or style in mind?”

Alice, now clearly feeling more comfortable about the situation, says, “Something sexy please – see-through if possible, and something pastel in colour, or perhaps white.”

Jason smiles. “I’m sure we can find something you like,” he says. He walks over to a display, then returns carrying a skimpy little white bra. “What do you think of this?” He opens it out. “It’s not see-through, but it’s what we call a shelf bra – it basically holds up your breasts but doesn’t cover your nipples.

“That’s perfect!” says Alice, pleased. “I’ll take it.”

Jason takes it over to the till and rings it up. “That’ll be twenty-four ninety-nine,” he says.

As you pay for the bra, Alice says, “Excuse me Jason, but would you mind if Bob and I have sex in your changing room?”

Jason blinks. Then he says, “Not at all. Be my guest.”

“Thanks,” you say to him with a grin. You and Alice head into the changing room, where there are several hooks for clothes as well as a wooden changing bench. Alice bends over, resting her hands on the bench, and you waste no time in getting your erection into her moist vagina.

“I think I like this shop,” says Alice, closing her eyes and arching her back to allow you deeper penetration.

You fuck her at a leisurely pace, building momentum slowly over the course of the next five minutes. But as Alice’s blissful vocalisations get louder, you can’t resist pounding your engorged cock into her as fast and as hard as you can. Her moans climb in pitch, and you try to hold back just long enough for her to climax together with you, but you are too close, and suddenly your body convulses and shudders as you begin pumping Alice full of your sperm. You maintain your thrusting pace, however, and as your orgasm is winding down, she climaxes with a long, protracted moan that is almost a scream.

Breathlessly you cuddle her from behind as your penis softens inside her. Then you murmur in her ear, “That was wonderful, but we’d better get back to work.”

“Yes,” she agrees, and the two of you leave the changing room on slightly unsteady legs.

Jason is standing near the entrance with a bag containing Alice’s bra. Alice takes it with a “Thank you Jason!”, and then she opens the door and marches out into the mall without a moment’s hesitation. You follow her, impressed, as she calmly walks at least fifty feet among dozens of open-mouthed shoppers. As she reaches the corridor leading towards the car park, you catch her up and put your arm around her waist.

“Well done my love,” you say. “That was amazing.”

She giggles. “It’s fun being naughty!” she says.

You reach the outside door, then walk back to the car without any attempt to conceal Alice from passers-by. You drive her back to the office, park, and then, conscious of the greater need for discretion here, the two of run stealthily to the front entrance of your office building. You head inside, look around, and beckon to Alice to follow you.

Continue.


“Okay,” says Alice with a grin. “Let’s do it then!”

You pull out your phone, and Alice adopts a discreetly sexy pose, leaning against the table with her hands covering her breasts and her leg bent so that her pussy is obscured. You take a photo. “Nice!” you say. “Are your nipples too sexy for this photo shoot, then?”

Alice thinks for a moment. “Well, once I send these photos, they’ll be out in cyberspace for all to see and they won’t ever disappear, I’m sure. One day Charlie might even see them. So I have to consider that.”

“I don’t consider your nipples offensive,” you remark.

Alice chuckles. “Thank you,” she says. “I suppose I don’t mind my breasts appearing on the web.” She removes her hands and leans back on the table, her breasts fully exposed.

You take another photo, and then give her a kiss. “Thank you,” you say. “Now how about an artful nude?”

“The photos you’ve taken so far haven’t been artful?” she inquires playfully. “I’m disappointed.”

“I meant with your pussy showing,” you say. “Nothing explicit, just nature at its finest.”

Alice thinks about this for a moment, then says, “Oh all right – I suppose I’m not ashamed of my body.”

“Quite right too!” you agree. “Your body is beautiful – nothing at all to be ashamed of.”

Alice climbs on the table and sits down with her legs stretched along it. She rests on one hand while cupping the back of her head with the other. “How’s this?”

“Ooh, I like it – very artful!” you tell her, and you take a couple more photos. Then you say, “How about spreading your legs a bit, but putting your hand over your pussy?”

“Sounds a little naughtier than I had in mind,” says Alice, “but go ahead – I can always choose not to send it if I don’t like it.” She opens her legs, bending one knee and raising it high. She covers her pussy with her right hand, and smiles seductively at you.

You grin and take another photo. “Now one without the hand in the way?” you suggest.

Alice laughs. “Cheeky bugger!” she says. But she removes her hand. “This one isn’t going to get sent to the entire company, you realise!”

“Smile for the camera,” you say.

She smiles, and you take another photo. Then you say, “Now spread your legs a little wider, and part your pussy lips with your fingers.”

Alice sticks out her tongue at you, but she complies. Then, at your request, she lies back, spreads her legs obscenely wide, and inserts a finger into her vagina. “Nice!” you say, taking more photos.

Alice sits up again. “Now send them to me,” she says, “and I’ll forward them to my work email address, and send them from there to the entire company.” She sounds a little breathless with excitement.

The photos are large, so you send them one at a time – including the most explicit ones. Then Alice puts on her blouse and thong, and sneaks back to her desk. You return to your cube, and await the firestorm.

Ten minutes later, Alice comes over to your cube. She sits down in your spare chair and puts her head in her hands. “Oh my god,” she murmurs. “Well, I’ve done it!”

You check your email, and see a new one from Alice. Opening it, you laugh in delight to see her naked photos – including, you are astonished to see, the photo in which Alice was parting her labia with her fingers. “Holy shit!” you exclaim.

“I know!” groans Alice. “I shouldn’t have. I was masturbating as I was adding the photos, and I got a little too excited. But it’s too late to repent now…”

Gasps and exclamations of astonishment and horror are beginning to erupt all around you. Alice listens to them for a moment, then she deliberately gets up, takes off her blouse and thong, and tosses them in your bin. “Not much point in being modest any more,” she says with an impish grin. She returns to her desk, sits down in her chair, turns it around to face her cube’s entrance, and then hooks her knees over its arms. With her thighs spread wide and her pussy on display, she starts masturbating, and this is how Carla finds her when she comes storming out of her office.

“Have you gone absolutely fucking insane?” demands Carla, staring aghast at Alice’s moist labia and vaginal opening.

“No – just bored out of my mind with this stupid job,” says Alice impudently. She licks her lips sexily as she slowly slides two of her fingers into her vagina.

“Well let me solve that problem for you; you’re fired!” says Carla. “Get the fuck out of here!”

Alice gets out of her chair, calmly takes a couple of photos of her son off her wall, picks up her bag, and marches out of her cube. She gives you a wink, and then walks down the aisle, heading for the front entrance. Carla follows, no doubt to make sure she leaves.

Neil, on his feet in the cube next to yours, watches Alice’s retreating naked body in amazement. Then he turns to you and says, “What the fuck was that all about? What’s got into Alice?”

“No idea,” you say with a shrug. “I’ll ask her at dinner.”

THE END


“Okay,” says Alice with her eyes shining. “I’ll do it!”

She sneaks out of the conference room and, crouching low, makes her way to the middle of the office. Returning to your cube, you remain standing as you watch her nimbly climb up on top of the partition wall, which is about five feet in height. Perching precariously on a T-section of the wall, Alice takes a deep breath, then begins to sing.

“We’re no strangers to love,” she sings, her voice understandably a little shaky. “You know the rules and so do I. A full commitment’s what I’m thinking of; you wouldn’t get this from any other guy…”

You are not the only person on your feet now. Heads have popped up out of cubes all over the room, and all eyes are on Alice’s naked body. Some people are exclaiming in shock; others are asking Alice what on Earth she is doing.

“Never gonna give you up!” Alice belts out, her voice stronger now, and perfectly in tune. “Never gonna let you down, never gonna run around and desert you…”

You see a blur out of the corner of your eye, and turn to see Carla racing down the nearest aisle between you and Alice. “Get down from there this minute!” your boss shrieks. “What the hell do you think you’re doing, Alice?”

Alice finishes the chorus, then she climbs down, and you see her talking back to Carla defiantly. You cannot hear what they are saying over the sudden general hubbub, but then Alice starts trotting back towards your aisle, with a furious Carla following close behind. Alice gives you a wink as she passes your cube, then she enters her own to pick up her bag and a couple of photos of Charlie. Still naked, she re-emerges and starts walking down the aisle, heading for the front entrance. Carla follows, no doubt to make sure she leaves.

Neil, on his feet in the cube next to yours, watches Alice’s retreating naked body in amazement. Then he turns to you and says, “What the fuck was that all about? What’s got into Alice?”

“No idea,” you say with a shrug. “I’ll ask her at dinner.”

THE END


“Okay,” says Alice, looking excited, but a little anxious. “I’ll do it!”

She sneaks out of the conference room, and you follow her, but only as far as your cube. You watch as she creeps down the long central aisle running the entire length of the office, keeping low to avoid being seen prematurely. Somebody says “Hey!”, but Alice continues quickly. At this point you realise that you are not going to be able to see what Alice does from your cube, so you send a few documents to a colour printer, and head over to the printer on the pretext of collecting them.

From the printer you have a fairly good view of Hector’s office. You see Alice reach the end of the aisle, stand up straight, and walk in to see Hector. You see her climb on to his desk and spread her legs in front of him. You see his look of astonishment and, you note in amusement, abject terror. He recoils in a panic, standing up and backing away, while staring in horror at Alice’s pussy (which you cannot see from your vantage point).

Then you hear his yell: “Get out! You’re fired!” When Alice does not immediately react, he practically screams at her, “Get out or I’ll call the police!”

Carla comes running, just as Alice is climbing off Hector’s desk. At this point you quietly return to your cube, and find that almost everybody in the office is on their feet, staring in the direction of Hector’s office, wondering what the commotion is all about.

Then you see Alice trotting this way, followed closely by a furious-looking Carla. Alice sees you and gives you a wink, but she looks a little rattled. She enters her cube, and picks up her bag and a couple of photos of Charlie. Then, still naked, she leaves her cube and makes her way down the aisle towards the front entrance. Carla follows, no doubt to make sure she leaves.

Neil, on his feet in the cube next to yours, watches Alice’s retreating naked body in amazement. Then he turns to you and says, “What the fuck was that all about? What’s got into Alice?”

“No idea,” you say with a shrug. “I’ll ask her at dinner.”

THE END


Alice reaches out and takes your hand. “Don’t worry about it,” she says. “Something like this was bound to happen sooner or later, the way we’ve been going. And like I told you, I have a good job to go to. I’ll be fine.”

“But I’ll never get to see you again!” you say sadly.

She smiles at you. “Well I’ve been thinking about that,” she says, “and I’ve decided that it’s time for you to meet Charlie. How about you come over to my house for dinner this evening?”

Your eyes light up. “Really?” you say. “You think Charlie will be okay with it?”

“He’ll cope,” Alice says. “I can’t keep sacrificing my happiness forever. Plus, I’ve been telling him about you as a way of softening the blow. Who knows – perhaps the two of you will get on really well.”

“I can’t wait to meet him!” you say.

“Good,” says Alice, smiling fondly at you. “There, you see? The future isn’t looking quite so bad now, is it?”

“Indeed!” you say happily. Suddenly, the future is looking very bright indeed!

THE END


You arrive for your next day at work feeling good, and looking forward to spending some more time with Alice. As you head down the aisle towards your cube, you see Alice already seated at her desk, and when you peek in on her as you reach her cube, you are happy to see her wearing her see-through blue negligée again. You grin at the sight of her nipples showing faintly through it.

“Hi Alice!” you say, and she turns and smiles happily at you.

“Hi!” she replies. As you reach her cube, she swings her chair around to face you, keeping her legs wide apart so you have an unobstructed view of the front of her pale blue see-through panties. Once again, she is barefoot. “Will this outfit do again?” she asks impishly. She stands up and gives you a twirl.

Looking her up and down, you clear your throat and say,

“I love it – that negligée looks just amazing on you!”
“Not bad. Could be a little sexier...”


Alice blushes and smiles. “Thank you,” she says.

“I hope you get away with wearing it again,” you say. “Good luck!”

“Thanks!” she says. She turns back to her computer, while you head into your cube and sit at your own desk to start your day’s work.

Continue.


Alice chuckles. “You think so?” she says. She hoists her negligée up over her head and drops it on her desk, so that she is now wearing nothing but her see-through panties. “How about now?”

“Perfect!” you say with a grin, admiring her bare breasts.

She laughs, then turns back to her computer, hurriedly putting her negligée back on in the process, while you head into your cube and sit at your own desk to start your day’s work.

Continue.


The minutes tick by, and soon it is nine o’clock. By this time you are rather thirsty, and you get up to make yourself some tea. You are happy to see Alice emerging from her cube, carrying her pink mug.

“I can’t believe you’re going to the kitchen like that,” you chuckle. “You’re awesome.”

“It’s nine o’clock drink time!” she laughs. “Of course I am!” And the two of you walk together down the aisle towards the kitchen.

As you make your drink, Alice walks over to the fridge, opens it, and bends over to fetch a carton of milk. You can’t help grinning as her negligee rides up at the back to expose her entire bottom, the cleft between her buttocks clearly visible through her panties. Feeling very aroused, you…

casually walk over, pull her panties down, and insert your erection into her vagina.
say “Take off your clothes.”


“Mmmm...” Alice murmurs happily as you ease your erect penis inside her. She remains bent over as you begin to fuck her with powerful thrusts. You feel light-headed – anybody from the office could at any moment walk into the kitchen to make themselves a drink or fetch something from the fridge – but you are past caring as your arousal builds toward a climax.

Normally you would prolong the experience, but time is not on your side, so you do not hold back in the slightest as you pound your erection into Alice as hard and as fast as you possibly can. Soon you are groaning in your orgasm as you pump your semen deep into her vagina. Then, after just a few seconds to get your breath back, you pull out of her and hastily tuck your penis away.

Alice straightens up and turns around, looking very flushed. She grabs your face and kisses you passionately on the lips. “Thank you,” she says, “that was wild!”

You chuckle. “The pleasure was all mine,” you say.

“Not all, certainly,” grins Alice.

Having both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.


Alice straightens up and turns around, looking anxious but excited. “Okay,” she says, and she pulls her negligee up over her head and then tugs her panties down, stepping out of them so she is now naked. “I hope nobody comes in...” she says, caressing her breasts as she looks at the doorway.

“Good girl,” you say to her. “Now...

put your clothes back on, you crazy woman.”
pose for some photos.”


She gapes indignantly, then sticks her tongue out at you. Quickly she puts her panties and negligee back on.

Having both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, fortunately without meeting anyone on the way, and continue with your work.

Continue.


Alice giggles as you take out your phone, and she strikes a seductive pose by the fridge.

“Very good!” you say appreciatively as you take a photo. “Keep going!”

She sits on the edge of a table, cups her breasts, and licks her lips as you take the next photo. Then she lifts her left foot on to the table next to her, leaning back so that her pussy is explicitly and beautifully displayed.

“Brilliant!” you enthuse, taking more photos. “More please!”

Alice laughs, and turns over on to her hands and knees. She arches her back and moves her knees apart, lewdly displaying her pussy and anus as she looks back at you over her shoulder and gives you a sultry look.

“Oh man, this is amazing,” you say. “Now...

put your clothes back on, you crazy woman.”
hold that pose for a while – I want to get several angles.”


Later in the morning, you wander over to Alice’s cube and ask how she’s doing.

“Not bad thanks,” she says, “but I do have a question...”

You lean on her desk as you peer at her screen. As she describes what she is doing, you...

move behind her and reach down into her negligée to caress her breasts?
take off her negligée?
slide your hand into her panties and stroke her pussy?


You slide both of your hands down inside her negligée and take hold of her breasts, squeezing her nipples gently between your fingers. She sighs happily. “Mmmm,” she murmurs. “That’s nice...”

You turn your attention to Alice’s screen, and finish helping her with her question as you continue to gently fondle her breasts. Then you withdraw your hands, and…

sit down to have a chat with her.
return to your desk.


You push her negligée up above the waistband of her panties, slide your hand inside, and begin stroking her pussy. She moans softly, then clears her throat loudly to cover it up. As you curve your middle finger around and slip it inside her vagina, she gasps and closes her eyes.

You turn your attention back to Alice’s screen, and finish helping her with her question as you gently finger-fuck her and her arousal grows visibly. You continue fingering her as she valiantly tries to keep her moans silent, until she bends over her desk, shuddering in an intense orgasm and squealing into her elbow. You look around anxiously, but nobody seems to have noticed. You withdraw your hand from Alice’s panties as she sits up straight, her cheeks crimson, and you grin at her while she fans herself with one hand.

Once she has recovered herself a bit, you…

sit down to have a chat with her.
return to your desk.


You start to pull the negligée up and over her head, which makes her giggle nervously.

“You want me sitting at my desk in just my panties?” she asks in a low voice, as she raises her arms to let you remove the negligée. “You’re crazy!”

You fold up the garment and lay it on her desk, then you turn your attention back to her screen, and finish helping her with her question. Then you...

sit down to have a chat with her.
return to your desk.


Lunchtime approaches, and you tidy up a bit of outstanding correspondence. Then you lock your computer, get to your feet, and head out of your cube. Alice is ready to leave too, but her outfit makes a discreet departure problematic.

You saunter to the front entrance, smile and hold the door open for a couple of co-workers, and wait another minute or so for an opportune moment. Then, seeing nobody currently on their feet nearby, you frantically wave at Alice, who has been keeping you in view.

She hurries down the aisle and around the corner to join you, and the two of you head out into the car park. You drive her to Borger’s Burgers, where you order your usual meals while Alice sneaks into a booth. Then you...

sit down opposite her.
sit down next to her.


Alice is more than happy to converse, and the two of you begin to chat about various different things. You sit down on the chair in the corner of her cube, and she swings her chair around to face you, keeping her knees well apart so that you get a nice look at her see-through panties.

Seeing you staring hungrily at them, Alice grins and opens her legs obscenely wide, hooking her knees over the arm-rests of her chair. Your jaw drops in excitement, and she giggles delightfully. Over the course of the next few minutes, she casually strokes the front of her panties with her fingers while playing with her left breast with the other hand, which makes it very difficult to concentrate on anything she is saying.

Eventually you reluctantly say, “Well, back to work. Thanks for the chat, Alice!”

She winks at you, and you return to your desk.

Continue.


It is almost time for your daily team meeting, and you run some reports in preparation. You head into the conference room and see several of your colleagues and underlings already assembled. You notice that Alice is sitting with her arms folded, no doubt to conceal the transparency of her negligée. You assume she was the first to arrive, sneaking in while nobody was looking. You look at the available empty chairs, and choose to sit...

on Alice’s right.
opposite Alice.


You chat happily with Alice as you eat, and things seem to be going well. Then, during a lull in the conversation, you...

ask her if you can take a quick peek beneath the table at her panties.
ask her to take off her negligée.
ask her to give you a blow-job.


Alice smiles as you sit next to her, and the two of you spend a very pleasant lunch, chatting and laughing together. But you are desperate for some more intimacy, and when the conversation lapses briefly, you…

attempt to take off her negligée.
slip your hand into her panties.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
slip your hand into Alice’s panties.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
compliment Alice’s outfit.


Alice laughs. “Silly man,” she says. “All right then, if it’ll make you happy.”

You grin, and duck your head beneath the table. To your delight, she has opened her knees wide apart, and you get a good long look at her see-through panties. After almost a minute of happy staring, you sit up straight once more.

“Awesome!” you exclaim.

Alice laughs. “You’re welcome,” she says.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive Alice back to work where, with some scouting ahead and good timing, you manage to sneak her back to her desk unseen.

Continue.


Alice shivers. “I hope this doesn’t get me arrested,” she mutters, and she pulls her negligée up and over her head. “Happy now?”

You stare joyfully at her naked breasts. “Wow – yes!”

“Excuse me, do you mind putting some clothes on?” says a woman at a nearby table, sounding annoyed. “There are children in here!”

“Shit,” you mutter. “You’d better put your nightie back on.”

Alice nods. “Sorry!” she says to the woman who complained. “It was a dare. I didn’t mean to cause offence.”

“All right,” says the woman, somewhat mollified.

As Alice is putting on her negligée, however, a greater disaster strikes. “Don’t you work in customer service at Howes and Wellerman?” asks a middle-aged man, coming over to your table and staring sternly at Alice. Your heart sinks; it is Hector Wright, the managing director of your company.

Alice gulps. “Yes,” she says.

“Well consider yourself fired,” he says matter-of-factly. “This is not how I expect our customer service employees to behave in public.” With that, he turns and walks back to his table, leaving Alice looking stunned.

“Oh my god!” you exclaim, horrified. “I’m so sorry! I should never have asked you to take off your negligée – how stupid that was!”

Continue.


Alice chuckles, and says, “Okay.” She glances around to make sure nobody is looking her way, then she ducks down below the table. A moment later her head appears between your thighs. She grins up at you, then she unzips your trousers, reaches in, negotiates your boxer shorts, and pulls out your erection.

Taking it into her mouth, she begins to lovingly suck on it, her tongue swirling around its head. It feels wonderful, and your arousal steadily intensifies over the next couple of minutes. Finally, with a groan of pleasure, you release spurt after spurt of your semen into Alice’s mouth.

She continues to suck you gently, swallowing everything you produce, for the next minute or so. Then she tucks your softening penis back inside your boxers, zips you up, and climbs back into her seat.

“That was ... spectacular!” you say.

Alice laughs. “You’re welcome,” she says.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive Alice back to work where, with some scouting ahead and good timing, you manage to sneak her back to her desk unseen.

Continue.


Alice looks a little nervous as you lift up her negligée, but she raises her arms and allows you to pull it over her head. You place the garment on the table, and grin at her naked breasts.

“This is really risky...” she murmurs.

You nod, and...

say, “You’re probably right – go ahead and put your nightie back on.”
start to suck gently on her left nipple.


You reach into Alice’s panties, which makes her giggle. But as you start stroking her pussy, she closes her eyes and starts to breathe heavily. “Mmmm, that’s nice,” she murmurs. She eases her legs apart to allow you better access.

Then, as you caress her clitoris, she turns and kisses you on the lips. Your tongue swirls around hers, and as you find the opening of her vagina and start to slide it in, she moans with pleasure. You start to finger-fuck her in earnest, and she begins to squeal quietly into your shoulder as she bites your shirt.

Her body begins to shake as her orgasm approaches, and then, burying her face in your shoulder, she utters a long, muffled moan as her orgasm hits.

“Oh my god,” she pants, as she finally pulls away from you.

“You’re welcome,” you say with a smile.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive Alice back to work where, with some scouting ahead and good timing, you manage to sneak her back to her desk unseen.

Continue.


Nobody says anything, so your boss takes over and makes some announcements, and then your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report. Finally the meeting ends.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


Carla makes some announcements, then another of your colleagues, Stuart, gives his daily production report. Finally, the meeting is over.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you subtly reach into Alice’s panties and start stroking her pussy. As you sensuously rub her clitoris and labia, she begins to breathe more heavily.

“Are you all right, Alice?” asks Carla.

“Yes!” replies Alice, her cheeks flushing slightly. “Sorry – just feeling a little light-headed. But I’m okay. Please go on.”

“All right then,” says Carla, and she continues with her announcements. You carry on rubbing Alice’s pussy, and then you manage to worm a finger inside her, though you cannot get it very deep on account of the awkward angle. To Alice’s credit, she manages to keep a straight face despite your finger being inside her, though her cheeks turn very red.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. You and Alice leave the room and return to your respective cubes (Alice leaving the room last of course), and you start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


“I’d just like to say how nice Alice is looking in that top,” you say.

There are a couple of gasps around the table, and Trevor, the supervisor for the Eastern region, remarks, “Not exactly work-appropriate, is it?”

You immediately respond,

“Neither are your ties, Trevor, but we put up with those.”
“Ah, but you need to see it in the context of the entire ensemble.”


Half an hour later, Alice comes over to your cube and says, “I’m ready for my training session, Mr Trainer.”

You grin at her and say, “All right then!”

You undock your laptop and carry it through to the nearest conference room. As Alice sits down, you set it up in front of her, and then the two of you turn towards each other and kiss passionately.

You pull her negligée upward, and soon have her topless. Then she stands up, her panties descend to the floor, and she smiles at you with her eyes shining. “Now I’m naked,” she says, “what are you planning to do to me?”

You reply, “I want to...

fuck you in every orifice.”
fuck you outside.”
get you fired in the most spectacular manner possible.”


Alice smiles. “Well you might find my ears and nostrils a little challenging,” she says, “but you’re welcome to try.”

You laugh, and say, “How about we start with your...

mouth?”
vagina?”
anus?”


“Outside?” says Alice, with a shiver of nervous excitement. “Whereabouts outside?”

You grin and say, “I’ll let you know when we’re out there.”

“Okay,” she says. “I assume I’m leaving my clothes here?”

“Yup,” you confirm. “I’ll go first, and I’ll signal to you when to follow.”

Alice nods, and you step out of the conference room. Just getting Alice to the front entrance will be quite a challenge, since there are three double-rows of cubes between here and there, and therefore three aisles to cross. And she will have to walk down the full length of one of them.

You scout out the safest-looking route, wait until you are sure nobody is likely to spot a nude woman scurrying past, and then you beckon to Alice. She darts from the conference room doorway to the end of the first row of cubes, crouching low, and then to the end of the second, crossing the first aisle without incident.

You match down the second aisle, turn, and note that everybody in that aisle seems to be paying attention to their screens. You beckon to Alice, and she runs toward you, still in a low crouch. The front entrance is now mere feet away. You head over there, turn and look around to make sure the coast is clear, then signal to Alice.

She runs to join you, and the two of you slip outside, unnoticed. Here you turn to Alice and say, “Okay my love, now we’re going...

to have sex outside Hector’s office window.”
to the mall.”


Alice gasps. “But why? Do you want to get rid of me?”

“No!” you say. “But the way things are going, I think it’s obvious that sooner or later we’re going to run out of luck. It’ll only take one person to see you in an outrageously skimpy outfit, or naked, for the news to spread throughout the entire office and get back to Carla.”

“True,” admits Alice.

“So why not get fired on your own terms?” you say. “Instead of leaving it to fate, pick the when and where yourself. And the how.”

Alice smirks. “I assume you want a say in it too, though?”

“It can be a joint effort,” you tell her with a grin. “But first … assuming you get fired as a result of this, can we please continue to see each other? We’ve come so far … it would be insane to simply drop each other now, surely? I’d abandon this plan and have you dressing in jeans again before I chose to lose you forever.”

Alice smiles. “Well, you know, I’ve been giving this some thought as you can probably imagine. And I think perhaps it’s time for you to meet Charlie. How about you come over to my house for dinner this evening?”

Your eyes light up. “Really?” you say. “You think Charlie will be okay with it?”

“He’ll cope,” Alice says. “I can’t keep sacrificing my happiness forever. Plus, I’ve been telling him about you as a way of softening the blow. Who knows – perhaps the two of you will get on really well.”

“I can’t wait to meet him!” you say.

“Good,” says Alice with a smile. “Now, about this ‘getting fired’ plan…”

“Yes,” you say. “Do you have any thoughts on the matter?”

“Well you’ve just sprung it on me,” says Alice, “so give me a moment. Obviously you can’t be directly involved, or you’ll get fired too, and I wouldn’t want that.” She thinks for a couple of minutes, then says, “All right, I think I have a couple of options. You can choose which one you think is best.”

“Okay,” you say.

“Wait – I have three options,” says Alice. “And here they are. First, you take some sexy photos of me and I email them to the distribution list for the entire company.”

“Wow!” you say. “Nice – I like it.”

“Second,” continues Alice, “I climb up and stand on top of a cube wall right in the middle of the office, naked of course, and start singing ‘Never Gonna Give You Up’ by Rick Astley.”

“Nude Rick-rolling,” you remark. “Awesome! And the third option?”

“Third,” says Alice, “I go into Hector’s office, climb on to his desk, adopt the most indecent pose imaginable, and start masturbating.”

“That could backfire,” you say. “He might just take it as an invitation to try and fuck you.”

“I doubt it,” says Alice. “He’s way too straight-laced, or seems that way. But if you don’t like that option, you don’t have to pick it. So what’s your choice?”

You consider the options carefully, then say, “You know, I think I’ll go with…

the first option.”
the second option.”
the third option.”


Five o’clock rolls around, and you get ready to leave. Alice, for obvious reasons, is planning to wait until the five o’clock rush for the door has abated. You smile at her as you step out of your cube. “Did you have a good day?” you ask her.

“Yes thanks,” says Alice with a grin.

“Good!” you reply. “Well, see you tomorrow then!”

You head home, have dinner, and watch some television. That night you fall asleep thinking about Alice, and how nice it will be to see her again…

Continue.


Alice grins at you and undulates her hips seductively as you move from one position to another, photographing her from every conceivable angle.

“Wow,” you say, awestruck by her sexiness. “Now try another pose.”

Alice gets back into a sitting position, placing both of her feet on the table either side of her bottom. Then she leans back, spreading her legs wide apart, and uses two fingers of her right hand to part her labia, giving you the most shameless view yet of her pussy and vaginal opening.

“Oh my god,” you murmur, taking several more photos. “You’re sensational, Alice! Now...

put your clothes back on, you crazy woman.”
give me another pose.”


Alice gives you a cheeky grin as she slowly slides two of her fingers into her vagina. You laugh in delight and take the most explicit photos yet, even coming right up to the table and taking close-ups of her pussy, with her fingers sinking deep inside her.

“Alice,” you say, “this is just amazing – thank you! But...

now I really think you should put your clothes back on, you crazy woman!”
I’d like even more, if you’re up for it.”


Alice laughs. “I’m not sure how I can get any naughtier than this, but I’m open to suggestions.”

You set up your camera on a nearby table, aimed at Alice, and set the timer to twenty seconds. Then you press Start, and hurry over to stand in front of Alice. Dropping your trousers and boxers, you slide your erection halfway into Alice’s vagina, and then turn slightly to one side so that the camera will be able to see Alice’s pussy, and your penis penetrating her.

It is at this moment that Carla walks in. She takes one look at the two of you, gasps in astonishment, and then shrieks, “Oh my fucking God! You two are so unbelievably fired! Get dressed, pack your things, and get out!” Then she turns on her heel and walks out.

Your erection wilts rapidly, and you pull out of Alice’s vagina with a feeling of utter shock.

“Oh no, I’m so sorry!” exclaims Alice, looking upset as she hops off the table.

“Why?” you ask her in surprise. “This was as much my fault as yours. More, probably. It’s I who should be sorry.”

“But I never meant to cost you your job!” says Alice. “I’m not too bothered about mine – I have a better one to go to – but I shouldn’t have endangered yours!”

“Oh don’t worry, I’m sure I’ll find something else,” you tell her uneasily.

“I hope so,” she says. “But perhaps it will be best for you not to have me in your life. I’m clearly a bad influence!”

Your jaw drops. “I’m pretty sure I’ve been the main instigator of what we’ve been doing!” you say.

“But you wouldn’t have got into trouble if I hadn’t been here,” says Alice, pulling on her panties. “You know I can’t see you outside work anyway, so it’s academic. I’m sorry, Bob, but this is goodbye.”

She puts her negligée on, then she comes over and gives you a farewell kiss. “Goodbye,” she says.

She leaves the kitchen and heads for the front entrance, pausing only to grab her bag and a couple of photos of her son from her cube. You take some time to pack away your own things, and then you say your goodbyes and leave the office for good.

THE END


Alice is more than happy to converse, and the two of you begin to chat about various different things. You sit down on the chair in the corner of her cube, and she swings her chair around to face you, with her breasts fully exposed, and keeping her knees well apart so that you get a nice look at her panties.

Seeing you staring hungrily at her panties, Alice grins and opens her legs obscenely wide, hooking her knees over the arm-rests of her chair. Your jaw drops in excitement, and she giggles delightfully. Over the course of the next few minutes, she casually strokes the front of her panties with her fingers while playing with her left breast with the other hand, which makes it very difficult to concentrate on anything she is saying.

After a while you say,

“Well, back to work. Thanks for the chat, Alice!”
“Let’s see you remove those panties...”


Alice takes your return to your cube as permission to put her negligée back on. You grin at her as you sit down, then you turn to your computer in order to do some work.

Continue.


“Naughty man!” says Alice in mock exasperation. “Well I suppose I won’t be any more fired if I’m naked when someone comes around the corner.” She brings her legs together, then takes her panties off then places them on top of her negligée. Putting her knees back over the arms of her chair, she resumes her former position with her thighs spread wide apart and her naked pussy now gloriously displayed.

“Awesome!” you whisper, and she giggles.

The two of you continue to converse, while Alice casually begins to masturbate, slowly rubbing her clitoris with two fingers. Eventually, seeing her excitement mounting, you...

say, “Well, back to work. Thanks for the chat, Alice!”
pull out your phone and take a couple of photos.


You take two beautiful shots of Alice masturbating for all she’s worth, then you switch to video and record her moment of orgasm, as her legs spasm and she squeals into her crooked elbow.

“Oh my god,” she gasps, panting as her body goes limp in her chair.

“Well, back to work,” you say, finally wrenching your eyes away from Alice’s moist pussy. “Thanks for the chat, Alice!”

Continue.


“Thank you,” says Alice, quickly picking up her negligée and pulling it over her head. As she tugs it down to cover her breasts, she says, “People were starting to notice, and I’m really not comfortable flashing my breasts at total strangers.”

“Fair enough,” you say.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive Alice back to work where, with some scouting ahead and good timing, you manage to sneak her back to her desk unseen.

Continue.


As you suck on Alice’s nipple, she closes her eyes and murmurs, “Mmmm, that’s lovely...”

But then, “Excuse me, could you two please take your public indecency somewhere else?” says a woman at a nearby table, sounding annoyed. “There are children in here!”

“Shit,” you mutter, disengaging from Alice’s breast. “You’d better put your nightie back on.”

Alice nods. “Sorry!” she says to the woman who complained. “We just got carried away. We didn’t mean to cause offence.”

“Well you did!” says the woman.

As Alice is putting on her negligée, a greater disaster strikes. “Don’t you two work in customer service at Howes and Wellerman?” asks a middle-aged man, coming over to your table and staring sternly at you. Your heart sinks; it is Hector Wright, the managing director of your company.

You nod, feeling like a misbehaving schoolboy, and Alice gulps. “Yes,” she says.

“Well consider yourselves fired,” he says matter-of-factly. “This is not how I expect our customer service employees to behave in public.” With that, he turns and walks back to his table, leaving you and Alice feeling stunned.

“Oh my god!” Alice groans. “I’m so sorry! I should never have let you take off my negligée – how stupid that was!”

“Why are you sorry?” you ask her in surprise. “This was as much my fault as yours. More, probably. It’s I who should be sorry.”

“But I never meant to cost you your job!” says Alice. “I’m not too bothered about mine – I have a better one to go to – but I shouldn’t have endangered yours!”

“Oh don’t worry, I’m sure I’ll find something else,” you tell her uneasily.

“I hope so,” she says. “But perhaps it will be best for you not to have me in your life. I’m clearly a bad influence!”

Your jaw drops. “I’m pretty sure I’ve been the main instigator of what we’ve been doing!” you say.

“But you wouldn’t have got into trouble if I hadn’t been here,” says Alice. “You know I can’t see you outside work anyway, so it’s academic. I’m sorry, Bob, but this is goodbye. Could you take me back to the office please?”

You drive her back to work, where she does not even go inside; she merely heads to her car and drives away, out of your life forever.

You head inside and take some time to pack away your own things, then you say your goodbyes and leave the office for good.

THE END


Everybody laughs, even Carla, and even Trevor manages a chuckle. His ties are notoriously tacky, a fact of which he is oddly proud.

“Nevertheless,” says Carla, “it’s not appropriate, Bob, for you to comment on a female colleague’s clothing like that...”

“Oh I don’t mind,” says Alice quickly. “I’m glad Bob likes it.”

Carla looks at her, then at you, and then she shrugs. “If the two of you have that kind of rapport, then fine, I suppose. But now can we perhaps get on with the meeting?”

“Of course,” you say. “Please continue.”

As Carla goes through some announcements, you smile across at Alice, who rolls her eyes and shakes her head, no doubt in disbelief that the full extent of her state of undress remains undiscovered. But then she gives you a small smile.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. You and Alice return to your respective cubes (Alice leaving the room last of course), and you start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


Alice looks stunned, and stares at you in confusion. Then she looks to Carla, who is frowning at her thoughtfully. Turning back to you, Alice says pointedly, “Do you mean for me to stand up and show everyone what I’m wearing?”

You reply,

“Sure, why not?”
“No, not at all.”


“I’m not sure what you’re playing at, Bob,” says Carla sternly, “but you’re on very thin ice right now. Alice, while I’m suddenly curious about your ensemble, please don’t feel obliged to get up and show us.”

Alice gulps. “No, it’s okay,” she says, and she unfolds her arms and gets to her feet.

Jaws drop around the table as the hem of Alice’s negligée, and her see-through panties, come into view. Eyes are also drawn to her breasts, which are clearly visible through the gauzy material now that her arms are not hiding them.

For a long moment, nobody says anything. Then Tracey, one of the longest-serving members of the team, remarks, “Well it’s a lovely negligée...”

“Alice, could you come to my office please?” says Carla. “Meeting over!” She gets up and walks out of the room.

Alice walks around the table and leaves, following Carla. You jump up and hurry after her, catching her just outside the conference room. She looks up at you with a rather hurt expression. “Why did you do that?” she asks.

You take her hands in yours. “I’m sorry if that embarrassed you,” you say. “The thought that you were being so amazingly sexy and nobody but me knew about it ... it just finally got to be too much. I just had to show them all how incredible you look today!”

She shrugs. “Well now I’m getting fired, so we won’t be able to work together anymore,” she says. “I hope it was worth it.”

“Seeing you rise out of that seat ... and everyone’s reactions ... it almost was worth it,” you tell her. “But not if I never get to see you again. Please tell me we can make it work ... outside work.”

“I’m hurt that you blind-sided me that like that,” she says candidly. “If that was what you wanted me to do – to go out with a bang like that – you should have trusted me enough to talk to me about it beforehand. We could have planned it together.”

You consider this. “You’re absolutely right,” you tell her. “I am truly, truly sorry. Please ... will you allow me to make it up to you?”

You see Alice glance behind you, and you turn to see the faces of your colleagues, gathered excitedly in the conference room doorway. You turn back to Alice. “I want to be a part of your life. I want to meet your son. I want to win him over and be a part of his life too. But right now, I just want you to forgive me for a moment’s foolishness. Please don’t depart from my life forever just because, very occasionally, I can be a bit of an idiot...”

Alice smiles. “Nice speech,” she says. “As it happens I was already thinking it might be time for you to meet Charlie. So, while I haven’t quite forgiven you yet ... would you like to come to my house for dinner tonight?”

You pull her into your arms and kiss her passionately, while your colleagues behind you erupt in cheers and applause. When you and Alice finally pull apart, Alice is smiling and blushing.

“Well, off I go to get fired,” she says. “See you later, you naughty man.” And with that, she turns and walks away in the direction of Carla’s office, with her head held high.

THE END


Carla raises an eyebrow. “I’m missing something here, clearly. But I’m not sure that Alice’s outfits are an appropriate topic of discussion for this meeting. Can we move on, do you think?”

“Of course!” you say. “My apologies. Please continue.”

As Carla goes through some announcements, you smile across at Alice, who rolls her eyes and shakes her head, no doubt in disbelief that the full extent of her state of undress remains undiscovered.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. You and Alice return to your respective cubes (Alice leaving the room last of course), and you start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


Alice smiles, gets down on her knees, and opens her mouth as you press the tip of your erection against her lips. She begins sucking on it, and twirls her tongue around its engorged head with a technique that feels incredible.

Caressing her hair with one hand, you gently fuck her mouth, enjoying the feeling of her soft lips on your shaft, and her squirming tongue that greedily explores every inch of your erection.

You feel your arousal building, and...

decide to climax in her mouth.
say, “Okay let’s switch to your vagina.”
say, “Okay, let’s switch to your anus.”


Alice grins and lies back on the table, lifting her legs up and spreading them wide apart. You slide your erection into her vagina, thrusting it all the way to her cervix as you press your loins against hers. Then you begin to fuck her with a gentle rhythm, causing her to coo with delight and writhe her supple body.

Increasing your pace, you grab Alice’s hips and hold her steady while you ram your erection deep inside her with each stroke. Her entire body flushed with arousal, she moans with pleasure, arching her back and closing her eyes as she savours the sensations you are giving her.

You feel your climax steadily approaching, so you...

decide to climax in her vagina.
say, “Okay let’s switch to your mouth.”
say, “Okay, let’s switch to your anus.”


Alice stands up, turns, and slowly bends over the table, spreading her feet apart and arching her back to present her anus to you, all the while maintaining eye contact and a naughty smile.

You push the head of your erect penis against her puckered anal sphincter, which yields gradually for a moment before expanding to accommodate your girth. Sinking your erection deep into her rectum, you begin thrusting with long, powerful strokes, the impact of your hips cushioned by her beautifully-shaped buttocks.

“Ohhhh...” she gasps. “Yes...”

Clutching her hips tightly, you fuck Alice harder and harder, revelling in your lust for this incomparably exciting woman. As your thrusting intensifies, so does the wonderfully taboo sensation of your flesh caressing the smooth inner walls of her bowel.

With your excitement growing more and more intense, you...

decide to climax in her anus.
say, “Okay let’s switch to your mouth.”
say, “Okay, let’s switch to your vagina.”


“Oh god...” you groan as your orgasm looms. “Sweet Alice, I’m going to come in your mouth...”

Moments later, your pelvis shudders and jerks as your sperm erupts all over Alice’s tongue and tonsils. She sucks harder, hungrily drinking down every morsel of fluid that your pulsing penis disgorges. For the next minute or so she continues to suck you gently, almost worshipfully, until finally she pulls back, giving your drooping penis a tender kiss before releasing it entirely.

“Wow!” you exclaim breathlessly. “That was ... amazing.”

“Good,” says Alice with a smile. “It was supposed to be.”

At your request, Alice remains naked for the rest of the hour, while you talk, kiss, and cuddle. Then she puts her panties and negligée back on, and the two of you return to your respective desks.

Continue.


Once you have committed yourself to your climax, you cease holding back even slightly. You pour all of your energy into fucking Alice as hard and as fast as possible, and you feel your orgasm rapidly approaching.

To your delight, Alice seems on the verge of her own climax, and as you groan and shudder from the intensity of your climax, Alice’s body bucks and spasms with her own. You feel your semen spurting deep inside her, and you collapse in a limp heap on top of her naked body.

“Oh ... my ... fucking ... god,” Alice murmurs.

“Seconded,” you gasp.

At your request, Alice remains naked for the rest of the hour, while you talk, kiss, and cuddle. Then she puts her panties and negligée back on, and the two of you return to your respective desks.

Continue.


Your rigid penis pistons back and forth in Alice’s rectum, alternately thrusting deep and then pulling back until its head is nudging against her anal muscle, with an energy that grows by the minute.

You slap Alice’s right buttock, and she gasps and tenses up. Her anus grips you harder, and this sends you over the edge. With a series of ecstatic groans, you shoot your semen deep into her bowels, slowing the pace, but not the depth, of your thrusting until your entire sperm load has been spent.

Panting hard, you bend down and rest your head on Alice’s back. “Man that was fantastic,” you murmur. “Thank you.”

She reaches back and strokes your hair as you rest and recover your ability to move. Then you stand up and pull your penis out of her, and she stands and turns to give you a long kiss on the lips.

At your request, Alice remains naked for the rest of the hour, while you talk, kiss, and cuddle. Then she puts her panties and negligée back on, and the two of you return to your respective desks.

Continue.


Alice giggles. “Oh gosh, that’s crazy!” she says in a low voice. But she follows you as you make your way along the front of the building, ducking low every time you pass a window. The car park and a row of shrubs lie between you and the main road, but you can still glimpse the vehicles that pass, and if you can see them, their drivers can presumably see you and Alice, if they happen to be looking in the right direction.

You reach Hector’s window, and peer cautiously inside. The managing director is sitting at his desk, with his back to you, facing his computer.

“Okay,” you say in a low voice, “get up against the window, facing Hector.”

Alice obliges, pressing her breasts against the glass. She spreads her feet apart, sticks her bottom out, and says, “Now fuck me, Bob!”

Unwilling to expose anything of yourself to passing cars, you take your penis out through the zip of your trousers, position yourself behind Alice, and slowly ease your erection up into her vagina. Burying it deep, you begin to thrust inside her, aided by flexion of your knees.

Alice moans softly, but Hector remains oblivious to her breasts bouncing and squishing against his window in time with your thrusting.

Hector’s door is open, and you tense in alarm as you see someone walk past his doorway, but you continue fucking Alice, bumping her up against the window with increasing rapidity until you feel yourself approaching your climax. At this point you...

fuck her harder still, bringing on your orgasm.
slow down, delaying your orgasm.


“The mall?” gasps Alice. “Whereabouts in the mall? Won’t we get arrested?”

“We’ll make it work,” you assure her. “Come on.”

You unlock your car as you hurry over to it with Alice, and both of you climb in. Alice giggles as she pulls the passenger seatbelt across her naked body.

“Drive on!” she says excitedly. Then she sobers up a little. “Just ... look after me, okay?”

“Of course I will,” you assure her.

You drive her out of the car park, and down the road towards the mall. As you pull into the large shopping centre’s car park, you find a spot close to one of its lesser-used entrances. Nevertheless, there are still a lot of people in sight, trekking to or from their card, and Alice regards them nervously.

“We’ll walk in together,” you say. “Those people are all on our right, so stay on my left and my body will eclipse yours. Mostly.”

Alice gulps, but nods. “Okay.”

Your plan seems to work. With Alice sticking close to your left side, her nudity is unlikely to be noticed by a casual glance in your direction, and you do not see any odd looks. You reach the door, and step through.

Inside, you find yourself at one end of a short corridor that leads into the main section of the mall. Halfway down the corridor, on the right, is a unisex toilet. Closer to you, on the left, is an unmarked door.

Dozens of shoppers are walking past the corridor’s far end. Any of them could at any moment turn and glance your way. Clearly mindful of this, Alice positions herself behind you.

Beyond the passing shoppers, you can see Cat’s Corner, a lingerie shop. You regard it thoughtfully for a moment, then say, “Okay, let’s...

try that unmarked door.”
have sex in that toilet.”
run over to Cat’s Corner and buy you something.”


You pound your erection up into Alice with ever-harder strokes, until you gasp and groan in orgasm, pumping your semen deep inside her. Alice breathlessly rests her head against the window for a moment, and then the two of you duck out of sight.

“That was brilliant,” giggles Alice as you make your way back towards the front entrance.

“Yup, it certainly was,” you reply. You head inside, look around, and beckon to Alice to follow you.

Continue.


You slow the pace of your thrusting, savouring the naughtiness of fucking Alice in so public a place. More people pass by Hector’s open doorway as you look in, but fortunately none of them glances your way.

Hector, however, is not so obliging. He turns suddenly to look at something on his wall, and then catches sight of Alice out of the corner of his eye. His head snaps around and he gasps at the sight of Alice’s naked breasts pressed against his window. Then his face turns bright red and he points at both of you in turn. “Fired!” he shouts, his voice muffled by the thick glass. “Fired!”

You pull out of Alice hastily, and the two of you hurry back towards the front entrance. There Alice pauses, and turns to face you. “I’m so sorry, Bob!” she says.

“Why?” you ask her in surprise. “This was as much my fault as yours. More, probably. It’s I who should be sorry.”

“But I never meant to cost you your job!” says Alice. “I’m not too bothered about mine – I have a better one to go to – but I shouldn’t have endangered yours!”

“Oh don’t worry, I’m sure I’ll find something else,” you tell her uneasily.

“I hope so,” she says. “But perhaps it will be best for you not to have me in your life. I’m clearly a bad influence!”

Your jaw drops. “I’m pretty sure I’ve been the main instigator of what we’ve been doing!” you say.

“But you wouldn’t have got into trouble if I hadn’t been here,” says Alice. “You know I can’t see you outside work anyway, so it’s academic. I’m sorry, Bob, but this is goodbye.”

She stands on tiptoe and gives you a farewell kiss. “Goodbye,” she says.

She heads inside and makes for the conference room, where she puts on her negligée and panties. Then, stopping at her cube only to pick up her bag and a couple of photos of her son, she walks out of the office and out of your life. You take some time to pack away your own things, and then you say your goodbyes and leave the office for good.

THE END


You scout ahead and find that all three aisles between the front door and the conference room are currently clear of anyone standing, walking, or talking to colleagues across the aisle. All three are therefore potential options for a route back to the conference room, with the first aisle being perhaps the riskiest because it leads right into the middle of the office.

Upon consideration, you choose to lead Alice down...

the first aisle.
the second aisle.
the third aisle.


You head to the end of the first aisle, and beckon to Alice. She crouches low and hurries towards you, as you head straight for the conference room.

Alice makes it to the end of the aisle without incident, then she turns and sneaks past the ends of the second and third aisles on her way to the conference room. Slipping through the door just after you, she shuts it behind her and says “Whew!”

You take her naked body in your arms and kiss her lips tenderly. “Good girl,” you say. “That was very brave of you!”

“Thanks,” she says, giggling. “It really was. Fun, though!”

At your request, Alice remains naked for the rest of the hour, while you talk, kiss, and cuddle. Then she puts her panties and negligée back on, and the two of you return to your respective desks.

Continue.


You head to the end of the second aisle, and beckon to Alice. She crouches low and hurries past the first aisle, pauses by the next row of cubes, then turns and heads towards you down the second aisle, as you head straight for the conference room.

But then disaster strikes! You hear an exclamation of surprise, and see a man getting to his feet in a cube ahead of Alice. It is soon followed by more exclamations, and more heads popping up.

“Oops, busted!” says Alice with a false laugh, as she covers her breasts with her left arm and her pussy with her right hand. “It’s a dare – I hoped I could get back to my clothes without being seen, but I guess not!”

Carla emerges from her office to see what the commotion is. “Alice!” she exclaims in shock.

“I’m sorry Carla!” says Alice, now looking rather distressed. “It was a dare...”

“Never mind what it was!” says Carla. “Get dressed immediately and report to my office!”

“Yes Carla – of course,” says Alice. She trots to the end of the aisle, then turns and heads for the conference room, slipping inside just after you.

She closes the door behind her, and says, “Oh my god oh my god oh my god!”

“I’m so sorry!” you exclaim. “Apparently I led you down the wrong aisle! Perhaps if I go and explain to Carla that I pressured you into it...”

“Don’t you dare!” says Alice. “No point in us both getting fired! No, you stay well out of it. I won’t be mentioning you at all to Carla.”

“But ... she’ll fire you!” you say

Continue.


You head to the third aisle, make your way down to its far end, and then beckon to Alice. She crouches low and hurries after you, passing Carla’s office as you head straight for the conference room.

Alice makes it to the end of the third aisle without incident, then she turns and sneaks down it, keeping low, on her way to the conference room. Slipping through the door just after you, she shuts it behind her and says “Whew!”

You take her naked body in your arms and kiss her lips tenderly. “Good girl,” you say. “That was very brave of you!”

“Thanks,” she says, giggling. “It really was. Fun, though!”

At your request, Alice remains naked for the rest of the hour, while you talk, kiss, and cuddle. Then she puts her panties and negligée back on, and the two of you return to your respective desks.

Continue.


You head for the unmarked door and try the handle. It opens, and you find yourself looking into a small room containing a floor-cleaning machine, a table with a newspaper on it, and shelves and shelves of cleaning supplies.

“Welcome to the janitor’s room,” you remark, stepping inside.

Alice steps in and closes the door. “Looks like a perfect place!” she says. “As long as the janitor doesn’t come back.”

You nod. “Lie down on the table,” you tell her. She does so, lifting her legs up and spreading her thighs apart.

“Fuck me, Bob,” she says.

You waste no time in dropping your trousers and boxer shorts. As you sink your erection into her vagina, you sigh with pleasure. You start gently fucking her, and Alice sighs happily too.

Three minutes later, you are beginning to pick up the pace when the door opens and in walks a middle-aged man in overalls. He stops and stares at you. Alice squeals in alarm. You halt your thrusting, wondering what to do.

“Please don’t stop on my account!” says the man, grinning broadly. One of his lower incisors is missing.

You look down at Alice, and...

say “Come on, we should get out of here.”
resume fucking her.


You hurry to the toilet, open the door, and step inside with Alice following right behind you. There is a urinal on one wall, and a large stall containing a sit-down toilet. Will you...

pull Alice into the stall and lock the door?
bend her over the urinal and fuck her from behind?


“Oh god, really?” says Alice anxiously. “You’re not going to get me arrested, right?”

“Trust me,” you say. “Just stick close to me, okay?”

Alice takes a deep breath. “Okay,” she says.

You lead her out into the mall, and hurriedly cross through multiple streams of astonished pedestrian traffic as you head for Cat’s Corner. You know the owner of the shop – he is an old friend of yours – and you are fairly sure he will be cooperative. You get to the doorway, head inside, and look around for your friend. But all you see is his assistant, Terri, whom you hardly know at all. There do not appear to be any other customers here.

“Hi Terri,” you say. “Is Jason in?”

Terri stares at Alice, open-mouthed. “Um, yes, I’ll fetch him,” she says, and she almost runs to the back of the shop.

“Bob!” says Jason, his bald head shining under the fluorescent lights. “And … wow.”

“Alice here has had a bit of a misfortune with her clothes,” you say, “and we were hoping to fix her up with something here.”

“Of course,” says Jason smoothly. “Here, let me just close the shop for a bit, to give you some privacy.”

“Thank you,” says Alice gratefully.

When Jason returns, he says, “What sort of thing were you looking to buy?”

You think for a moment, then reply, “Well, obviously anything’s better than being naked, so I think…

a nice see-through negligée will do nicely.”
just a pair of panties will be fine.”
just a bra will suffice.”


“I agree!” says Alice, and she climbs off the table as you let her up.

“Sorry for the intrusion,” you say to the janitor as you walk past him and out of the door.

“I don’t mind,” he replies, looking a little disappointed as Alice follows you out.

“We’d better get back to the car,” you murmur to Alice, “or he’s liable to follow us around.”

Alice stays ahead of you until you both get outside, then she stays on your right for the short walk back to your car. Once again, Alice’s nude walk appears to go unnoticed.

“Well that was disappointing,” you sigh, as you get into the driver’s seat. “I was really hoping to come inside you in the mall.”

“How about just outside the mall?” suggests Alice, reclining her seat as far as it will go.

“Heck yes!” you say eagerly, and you climb on top of her, unzipping your trousers in the process. Seconds later you are inside her again, fucking her as vigorously as the cramped conditions allow. Alice wraps her legs around your back, and does not attempt to muffle her loud expressions of approval of the way things are going.

You climax inside her with a groan of ecstasy, your pulsing erection gushing semen over Alice’s cervix. You collapse on top of her, and she caresses your back while you recover your breath.

“Back to work, I suppose,” you say, climbing back into the driver’s seat.

“Getting back to the conference room will be a whole new adventure,” Alice remarks.

“Yup,” you agree.

You drive Alice back to the office, park you car, and run hand in hand with her back to the front entrance. You head inside, look around, and beckon to Alice to follow you.

Continue.


Having sex with an audience is a strange experience, but you figure that if the janitor is enjoying the view, he is not very likely to call the police or mall security. It is a little unnerving, however, when he comes over and crouches down to peer curiously at your cock sliding in and out of Alice’s vagina.

Alice chooses to ignore him, closing her eyes and arching her back as she moans with pleasure. She therefore does not see him inspecting her breasts up close, and when he reaches out and grasps her right breast with his hand, she merely smiles, no doubt thinking it is your hand. You slap his arm away and give him a stern look, but he merely grins in response.

Soon you feel your orgasm approaching, and you step up your thrusting pace, hammering your erection into Alice at a rate that makes her breasts jiggle fascinatingly. Then you gasp as you begin to shoot your sperm deep inside her.

Alice writhes and moans with pleasure as you stroke her clitoris while slowing the pace of your thrusting. After a few seconds, she climaxes herself, uttering load moans that make the janitor hastily run over to shut the door.

You withdraw your penis from Alice’s body, then pull your boxers and trousers up, not wanting to expose yourself to the janitor for any longer than necessary. Alice, of course, with her legs still spread wide, could hardly be any more exposed, and the janitor grins as he watches some of your semen oozing out of her vaginal opening.

You help Alice off the table, and then you bid the janitor an awkward goodbye. Leaving the room, you follow Alice to the outside door, then stay on her left as you hurry back to the car.

“Well that was interesting,” says Alice, as she climbs into the passenger seat.

You chuckle. “You took his presence very well,” you remark. “I’m sure you must have felt very exposed.”

Alice grins. “Yes, but I was very keen on having you fuck me, and I was kind of glad you didn’t let his presence bother you.”

You drive Alice back to the office, park you car, and run hand in hand with her back to the front entrance. You head inside, look around, and beckon to Alice to follow you.

Continue.


As you lock the door, Alice climbs on to the seat of the toilet, turns around, squats, leans back to grasp a metal rail on the wall with both hands, and spreads her thighs impressively wide. Her vagina is thus presented for your penetration at a convenient height above the floor.

You grin at her, then drop your trousers and boxers to reveal your highly aroused penis, which you then start to gently insert into her. She sighs and closes her eyes as you begin to fuck her, and soon you have a steady rhythm going.

Two minutes later, Alice has begun to exhale in soft moans. But you freeze as you hear the door opening, and a man whistling as he walks over to the urinal. You hold still, waiting for him to finish and leave.

Alice is clearly getting uncomfortable. Perhaps in order to forestall a cramp, she lifts her left foot off the seat, flexes her leg a couple of times, then replaces it. Then she does the same for her right foot.

You hear the man washing his hands, then the sound of the automatic dryer. Finally, the door opens and closes.

“Whew!” says Alice as you resume thrusting. “Well that was annoying. Do you think you could try to finish quickly please? My legs aren’t very happy.”

“Sure,” you say, and you increase your thrusting speed, escalating the sensations in your groin until you feel your orgasm getting close.

“Oh yes, that’s it!” gasps Alice. “Fuck me! Come inside me!”

With a rush of hormones that make your vision blur momentarily, you start ejaculating your sperm into the innermost recesses of Alice’s vagina. “Ohhhh!” you groan, your loins convulsing as your penis continues to spurt its load inside her.

You reach out, grab Alice around the waist, and pull her off the toilet and into your arms. Still impaled on your softening erection, she wraps her legs around you and kisses you on the lips.

Finally slipping out of her, you set her down and say, “Okay, we’d better get back to work.”

“Agreed,” says Alice.

Leaving the toilet, you follow Alice to the outside door, then stay on her left as you hurry back to the car. You drive her back to the office, park, and then run with her to the front entrance of your office building. You head inside, look around, and beckon to Alice to follow you.

Continue.


“Ugh,” says Alice as she grips the sides of the urinal, “this isn’t exactly romantic!”

“True,” you say, “but we’re a little short of options.” You take out your penis, stick it up against her vaginal opening, and slowly ease your way inside her. Then you begin to thrust, gently at first, and then more powerfully.

You have been fucking her for only a couple of minutes when the door opens and a young man walks in. He gasps when he sees the two of you, and Alice squeals in alarm. But the man merely chuckles, shakes his head in disbelief, turns around, and leaves the toilet.

“I hope he hasn’t gone to fetch security!” says Alice.

You remove your penis from her vagina, place it against her anus, and start to slide it into her rectum. “I doubt it,” you say. “But just in case, let’s make this quick.”

You begin fucking her anus as hard as you can, while Alice gasps and grips the urinal with white knuckles. Soon you reach your climax, and groan as you pump your semen deep into her bowels.

“Okay, let’s get out of here,” you say, pulling out of her. “How was that for you?”

“We’ve had better sex,” admits Alice. “But I can’t fault your energy.”

“Next time will be better,” you promise her.

Leaving the toilet, you follow Alice to the outside door, then stay on her left as you hurry back to the car. You drive her back to the office, park, and then run with her to the front entrance of your office building. You head inside, look around, and beckon to Alice to follow you.

Continue.


Jason maintains a surprisingly straight face as he says, “Well we have a variety of negligées in stock. Did you have a particular colour or style in mind?”

Alice, now clearly feeling more comfortable about the situation, says, “A pastel green or blue please – or possibly white. And … make it the most transparent one you have in one of those colours.”

Jason smiles. “I know just the one,” he says. He marches away, then returns a moment later carrying an ultra-sheer white negligée with a white bow between the breasts.

“That’s perfect!” says Alice, and you have to agree – it will conceal absolutely nothing of Alice’s gorgeous body. “Could I try it on?”

“Of course!” says Jason.

Alice puts it on right there, and gives you a twirl. Her breasts are perfectly visible through the material – almost as clearly on display as when she was naked. The garment is too short to cover her pussy.

“I love it!” you say.

“So do I,” says Alice, taking it off. “I’ll take it.”

Jason takes it over to the till and rings it up. “That’ll be eighteen ninety-nine,” he says.

As you pay for the negligée, Alice says, “Excuse me Jason, but would you mind if Bob and I have sex in your changing room?”

Jason blinks. Then he says, “Not at all. Be my guest.”

“Thanks,” you say to him with a grin. You and Alice head into the changing room, where there are several hooks for clothes as well as a wooden changing bench. Alice bends over, resting her hands on the bench, and you waste no time in getting your erection into her moist vagina.

“I think I like this shop,” says Alice, closing her eyes and arching her back to allow you deeper penetration.

You fuck her at a leisurely pace, building momentum slowly over the course of the next five minutes. But as Alice’s blissful vocalisations get louder, you can’t resist pounding your engorged cock into her as fast and as hard as you can. Her moans climb in pitch, and you try to hold back just long enough for her to climax together with you, but you are too close, and suddenly your body convulses and shudders as you begin pumping Alice full of your sperm. You maintain your thrusting pace, however, and as your orgasm is winding down, she climaxes with a long, protracted moan that is almost a scream.

Breathlessly you cuddle her from behind as your penis softens inside her. Then you murmur in her ear, “That was wonderful, but we’d better get back to work.”

“Yes,” she agrees, and the two of you leave the changing room on slightly unsteady legs.

Jason is standing near the entrance with a bag containing Alice’s negligée. Alice takes it with a “Thank you Jason!”, and then she opens the door and marches out into the mall without a moment’s hesitation. You follow her, impressed, as she calmly walks at least fifty feet among dozens of open-mouthed shoppers. As she reaches the corridor leading towards the car park, you catch her up and put your arm around her waist.

“Well done my love,” you say. “That was amazing.”

She giggles. “It’s fun being naughty!” she says.

You reach the outside door, then walk back to the car without any attempt to conceal Alice from passers-by. You drive her back to the office, park, and then, conscious of the greater need for discretion here, the two of run stealthily to the front entrance of your office building. You head inside, look around, and beckon to Alice to follow you.

Continue.


Jason maintains a surprisingly straight face as he says, “Well we have lots of panties in stock. Did you have a particular colour or style in mind?”

Alice, now clearly feeling more comfortable about the situation, says, “A thong please – see-through if possible, and white. All of my panties are white – it symbolises my innocence and purity.”

You stifle a snort of laughter, and Alice elbows you in the ribs.

Jason smiles. “I believe we have such a thing,” he says. He walks over to a display, then returns carrying a skimpy little thong made of gauzy white material.

“That’s perfect!” says Alice. “I’ll take it.”

Jason takes it over to the till and rings it up. “That’ll be seven ninety-nine,” he says.

As you pay for the thong, Alice says, “Excuse me Jason, but would you mind if Bob and I have sex in your changing room?”

Jason blinks. Then he says, “Not at all. Be my guest.”

“Thanks,” you say to him with a grin. You and Alice head into the changing room, where there are several hooks for clothes as well as a wooden changing bench. Alice bends over, resting her hands on the bench, and you waste no time in getting your erection into her moist vagina.

“I think I like this shop,” says Alice, closing her eyes and arching her back to allow you deeper penetration.

You fuck her at a leisurely pace, building momentum slowly over the course of the next five minutes. But as Alice’s blissful vocalisations get louder, you can’t resist pounding your engorged cock into her as fast and as hard as you can. Her moans climb in pitch, and you try to hold back just long enough for her to climax together with you, but you are too close, and suddenly your body convulses and shudders as you begin pumping Alice full of your sperm. You maintain your thrusting pace, however, and as your orgasm is winding down, she climaxes with a long, protracted moan that is almost a scream.

Breathlessly you cuddle her from behind as your penis softens inside her. Then you murmur in her ear, “That was wonderful, but we’d better get back to work.”

“Yes,” she agrees, and the two of you leave the changing room on slightly unsteady legs.

Jason is standing near the entrance with a bag containing Alice’s thong. Alice takes it with a “Thank you Jason!”, and then she opens the door and marches out into the mall without a moment’s hesitation. You follow her, impressed, as she calmly walks at least fifty feet among dozens of open-mouthed shoppers. As she reaches the corridor leading towards the car park, you catch her up and put your arm around her waist.

“Well done my love,” you say. “That was amazing.”

She giggles. “It’s fun being naughty!” she says.

You reach the outside door, then walk back to the car without any attempt to conceal Alice from passers-by. You drive her back to the office, park, and then, conscious of the greater need for discretion here, the two of run stealthily to the front entrance of your office building. You head inside, look around, and beckon to Alice to follow you.

Continue.


Jason maintains a surprisingly straight face as he says, “Well we have lots of bras in stock. Did you have a particular colour or style in mind?”

Alice, now clearly feeling more comfortable about the situation, says, “Something sexy please – see-through if possible, and something pastel in colour, or perhaps white.”

Jason smiles. “I’m sure we can find something you like,” he says. He walks over to a display, then returns carrying a skimpy little white bra. “What do you think of this?” He opens it out. “It’s not see-through, but it’s what we call a shelf bra – it basically holds up your breasts but doesn’t cover your nipples.

“That’s perfect!” says Alice, pleased. “I’ll take it.”

Jason takes it over to the till and rings it up. “That’ll be twenty-four ninety-nine,” he says.

As you pay for the bra, Alice says, “Excuse me Jason, but would you mind if Bob and I have sex in your changing room?”

Jason blinks. Then he says, “Not at all. Be my guest.”

“Thanks,” you say to him with a grin. You and Alice head into the changing room, where there are several hooks for clothes as well as a wooden changing bench. Alice bends over, resting her hands on the bench, and you waste no time in getting your erection into her moist vagina.

“I think I like this shop,” says Alice, closing her eyes and arching her back to allow you deeper penetration.

You fuck her at a leisurely pace, building momentum slowly over the course of the next five minutes. But as Alice’s blissful vocalisations get louder, you can’t resist pounding your engorged cock into her as fast and as hard as you can. Her moans climb in pitch, and you try to hold back just long enough for her to climax together with you, but you are too close, and suddenly your body convulses and shudders as you begin pumping Alice full of your sperm. You maintain your thrusting pace, however, and as your orgasm is winding down, she climaxes with a long, protracted moan that is almost a scream.

Breathlessly you cuddle her from behind as your penis softens inside her. Then you murmur in her ear, “That was wonderful, but we’d better get back to work.”

“Yes,” she agrees, and the two of you leave the changing room on slightly unsteady legs.

Jason is standing near the entrance with a bag containing Alice’s bra. Alice takes it with a “Thank you Jason!”, and then she opens the door and marches out into the mall without a moment’s hesitation. You follow her, impressed, as she calmly walks at least fifty feet among dozens of open-mouthed shoppers. As she reaches the corridor leading towards the car park, you catch her up and put your arm around her waist.

“Well done my love,” you say. “That was amazing.”

She giggles. “It’s fun being naughty!” she says.

You reach the outside door, then walk back to the car without any attempt to conceal Alice from passers-by. You drive her back to the office, park, and then, conscious of the greater need for discretion here, the two of run stealthily to the front entrance of your office building. You head inside, look around, and beckon to Alice to follow you.

Continue.


“Okay,” says Alice with a grin. “Let’s do it then!”

You pull out your phone, and Alice adopts a discreetly sexy pose, leaning against the table with her hands covering her breasts and her leg bent so that her pussy is obscured. You take a photo. “Nice!” you say. “Are your nipples too sexy for this photo shoot, then?”

Alice thinks for a moment. “Well, once I send these photos, they’ll be out in cyberspace for all to see and they won’t ever disappear, I’m sure. One day Charlie might even see them. So I have to consider that.”

“I don’t consider your nipples offensive,” you remark.

Alice chuckles. “Thank you,” she says. “I suppose I don’t mind my breasts appearing on the web.” She removes her hands and leans back on the table, her breasts fully exposed.

You take another photo, and then give her a kiss. “Thank you,” you say. “Now how about an artful nude?”

“The photos you’ve taken so far haven’t been artful?” she inquires playfully. “I’m disappointed.”

“I meant with your pussy showing,” you say. “Nothing explicit, just nature at its finest.”

Alice thinks about this for a moment, then says, “Oh all right – I suppose I’m not ashamed of my body.”

“Quite right too!” you agree. “Your body is beautiful – nothing at all to be ashamed of.”

Alice climbs on the table and sits down with her legs stretched along it. She rests on one hand while cupping the back of her head with the other. “How’s this?”

“Ooh, I like it – very artful!” you tell her, and you take a couple more photos. Then you say, “How about spreading your legs a bit, but putting your hand over your pussy?”

“Sounds a little naughtier than I had in mind,” says Alice, “but go ahead – I can always choose not to send it if I don’t like it.” She opens her legs, bending one knee and raising it high. She covers her pussy with her right hand, and smiles seductively at you.

You grin and take another photo. “Now one without the hand in the way?” you suggest.

Alice laughs. “Cheeky bugger!” she says. But she removes her hand. “This one isn’t going to get sent to the entire company, you realise!”

“Smile for the camera,” you say.

She smiles, and you take another photo. Then you say, “Now spread your legs a little wider, and part your pussy lips with your fingers.”

Alice sticks out her tongue at you, but she complies. Then, at your request, she lies back, spreads her legs obscenely wide, and inserts a finger into her vagina. “Nice!” you say, taking more photos.

Alice sits up again. “Now send them to me,” she says, “and I’ll forward them to my work email address, and send them from there to the entire company.” She sounds a little breathless with excitement.

The photos are large, so you send them one at a time – including the most explicit ones. Then Alice puts on her negligée and panties, and sneaks back to her desk. You return to your cube, and await the firestorm.

Ten minutes later, Alice comes over to your cube. She sits down in your spare chair and puts her head in her hands. “Oh my god,” she murmurs. “Well, I’ve done it!”

You check your email, and see a new one from Alice. Opening it, you laugh in delight to see her naked photos – including, you are astonished to see, the photo in which Alice was parting her labia with her fingers. “Holy shit!” you exclaim.

“I know!” groans Alice. “I shouldn’t have. I was masturbating as I was adding the photos, and I got a little too excited. But it’s too late to repent now…”

Gasps and exclamations of astonishment and horror are beginning to erupt all around you. Alice listens to them for a moment, then she deliberately gets up, takes off her negligée and panties, and tosses them in your bin. “Not much point in being modest any more,” she says with an impish grin. She returns to her desk, sits down in her chair, turns it around to face her cube’s entrance, and then hooks her knees over its arms. With her thighs spread wide and her pussy on display, she starts masturbating, and this is how Carla finds her when she comes storming out of her office.

“Have you gone absolutely fucking insane?” demands Carla, staring aghast at Alice’s moist labia and vaginal opening.

“No – just bored out of my mind with this stupid job,” says Alice impudently.

“Well let me solve that problem for you; you’re fired!” says Carla. “Get the fuck out of here!”

Alice gets out of her chair, calmly takes a couple of photos of her son off her wall, picks up her bag, and marches out of her cube. She gives you a wink, and then walks down the aisle, heading for the front entrance. Carla follows, no doubt to make sure she leaves.

Neil, on his feet in the cube next to yours, watches Alice’s retreating naked body in amazement. Then he turns to you and says, “What the fuck was that all about? What’s got into Alice?”

“No idea,” you say with a shrug. “I’ll ask her at dinner.”

THE END


“Okay,” says Alice with her eyes shining. “I’ll do it!”

She sneaks out of the conference room and, crouching low, makes her way to the middle of the office. Returning to your cube, you remain standing as you watch her nimbly climb up on top of the partition wall, which is about five feet in height. Perching precariously on a T-section of the wall, Alice takes a deep breath, then begins to sing.

“We’re no strangers to love,” she sings, her voice understandably a little shaky. “You know the rules and so do I. A full commitment’s what I’m thinking of; you wouldn’t get this from any other guy…”

You are not the only person on your feet now. Heads have popped up out of cubes all over the room, and all eyes are on Alice’s naked body. Some people are exclaiming in shock; others are asking Alice what on Earth she is doing.

“Never gonna give you up!” Alice belts out, her voice stronger now, and perfectly in tune. “Never gonna let you down, never gonna run around and desert you…”

You see a blur out of the corner of your eye, and turn to see Carla racing down the nearest aisle between you and Alice. “Get down from there this minute!” your boss shrieks. “What the hell do you think you’re doing, Alice?”

Alice finishes the chorus, then she climbs down, and you see her talking back to Carla defiantly. You cannot hear what they are saying over the sudden general hubbub, but then Alice starts trotting back towards your aisle, with a furious Carla following close behind. Alice gives you a wink as she passes your cube, then she enters her own to pick up her bag and a couple of photos of Charlie. Still naked, she re-emerges and starts walking down the aisle, heading for the front entrance. Carla follows, no doubt to make sure she leaves.

Neil, on his feet in the cube next to yours, watches Alice’s retreating naked body in amazement. Then he turns to you and says, “What the fuck was that all about? What’s got into Alice?”

“No idea,” you say with a shrug. “I’ll ask her at dinner.”

THE END


“Okay,” says Alice, looking excited, but a little anxious. “I’ll do it!”

She sneaks out of the conference room, and you follow her, but only as far as your cube. You watch as she creeps down the long central aisle running the entire length of the office, keeping low to avoid being seen prematurely. Somebody says “Hey!”, but Alice continues quickly. At this point you realise that you are not going to be able to see what Alice does from your cube, so you send a few documents to a colour printer, and head over to the printer on the pretext of collecting them.

From the printer you have a fairly good view of Hector’s office. You see Alice reach the end of the aisle, stand up straight, and walk in to see Hector. You see her climb on to his desk and spread her legs in front of him. You see his look of astonishment and, you note in amusement, abject terror. He recoils in a panic, standing up and backing away, while staring in horror at Alice’s pussy (which you cannot see from your vantage point).

Then you hear his yell: “Get out! You’re fired!” When Alice does not immediately react, he practically screams at her, “Get out or I’ll call the police!”

Carla comes running, just as Alice is climbing off Hector’s desk. At this point you quietly return to your cube, and find that almost everybody in the office is on their feet, staring in the direction of Hector’s office, wondering what the commotion is all about.

Then you see Alice trotting this way, followed closely by a furious-looking Carla. Alice sees you and gives you a wink, but she looks a little rattled. She enters her cube, and picks up her bag and a couple of photos of Charlie. Then, still naked, she leaves her cube and makes her way down the aisle towards the front entrance. Carla follows, no doubt to make sure she leaves.

Neil, on his feet in the cube next to yours, watches Alice’s retreating naked body in amazement. Then he turns to you and says, “What the fuck was that all about? What’s got into Alice?”

“No idea,” you say with a shrug. “I’ll ask her at dinner.”

THE END


Alice reaches out and takes your hand. “Don’t worry about it,” she says. “Something like this was bound to happen sooner or later, the way we’ve been going. And like I told you, I have a good job to go to. I’ll be fine.”

“But I’ll never get to see you again!” you say sadly.

She smiles at you. “Well I’ve been thinking about that,” she says, “and I’ve decided that it’s time for you to meet Charlie. How about you come over to my house for dinner this evening?”

Your eyes light up. “Really?” you say. “You think Charlie will be okay with it?”

“He’ll cope,” Alice says. “I can’t keep sacrificing my happiness forever. Plus, I’ve been telling him about you as a way of softening the blow. Who knows – perhaps the two of you will get on really well.”

“I can’t wait to meet him!” you say.

“Good,” says Alice, smiling fondly at you. “There, you see? The future isn’t looking quite so bad now, is it?”

“Indeed!” you say happily. Suddenly, the future is looking very bright indeed!

THE END


You arrive for your next day at work feeling good, and looking forward to spending some more time with Alice. As you head down the aisle towards your cube, you see Alice already seated at her desk, wearing a white tank-top. As you reach her cube, you smile as you notice that once again you can faintly see her nipples through it.

“Hi Alice!” you say, and she turns and smiles happily at you.

“Hi!” she replies. As you reach her cube, she swings her chair around to face you, keeping her legs wide apart so you have an unobstructed view of the front of her white thong, which is the only other thing she is wearing, since she is also barefoot. “Hope you don’t mind me wearing this combination again,” she says, her eyes twinkling.

Looking her up and down, you clear your throat, then say,

“Once again you look absolutely amazing!”
“Not bad. Could be a little sexier...”


Alice’s giggles. “Well thank you,” she says. “I managed to keep my job the last time I wore this, so I thought I would try it again today. But I’m still hoping to avoid discovery. We’ll see how it goes.”

“Well, I love it,” you say. “Good luck!”

“Thanks – I think I’ll need it!” She turns back to her computer, while you head into your cube and sit at your own desk to start your day’s work.

Continue.


Alice chuckles. “You think so?” she says. She hoists her tank-top up over her head and drops it on her desk, so that she is now wearing nothing but her thong. “How about now?”

“Perfect!” you say with a grin, admiring her bare breasts. “You’re amazing.”

She laughs, then turns back to her computer, hurriedly putting her tank-top back on in the process, while you head into your cube and sit at your own desk to start your day’s work.

Continue.


The minutes tick by, and soon it is nine o’clock. By this time you are rather thirsty, and you get up to make yourself some tea. You are happy to see Alice emerging from her cube, carrying her pink mug.

“I can’t believe you’re going to the kitchen like that,” you chuckle. “You’re awesome.”

“It’s nine o’clock drink time!” she laughs. “Of course I am!” And the two of you walk together down the aisle towards the kitchen.

As you make your drink, Alice walks over to the fridge, opens it, and bends over to fetch a carton of milk. You can’t help grinning at the sight of her buttocks with the thin white strip of her thong nestling between them. Feeling very aroused, you…

casually walk over, pull her thong aside, and insert your erection into her vagina.
say “Take off your clothes.”


“Mmmm...” Alice murmurs happily as you ease your erect penis inside her. She remains bent over as you begin to fuck her with powerful thrusts. You feel light-headed – anybody from the office could at any moment walk into the kitchen to make themselves a drink or fetch something from the fridge – but you are past caring as your arousal builds toward a climax.

Normally you would prolong the experience, but time is not on your side, so you do not hold back in the slightest as you pound your erection into Alice as hard and as fast as you possibly can. Soon you are groaning in your orgasm as you pump your semen deep into her vagina. Then, after just a few seconds to get your breath back, you pull out of her and hastily tuck your penis away.

Alice straightens up and turns around, looking very flushed. She grabs your face and kisses you passionately on the lips. “Thank you,” she says, “that was wild!”

You chuckle. “The pleasure was all mine,” you say.

“Not all, certainly,” grins Alice.

Having both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, and continue with your work.

Continue.


Alice straightens up and turns around, looking anxious but excited. “Okay,” she says, and she pulls her tank-top up over her head and then tugs her thong down, stepping out of it so she is now naked. “I hope nobody comes in...” she says, caressing her breasts as she looks at the doorway.

“Good girl,” you say to her. “Now...

put your clothes back on, you crazy woman.”
pose for some photos.”


She gapes indignantly, then sticks her tongue out at you. Quickly she puts her thong and tank-top back on.

Having both got your drinks, you return to your respective cubes, fortunately without meeting anyone on the way, and continue with your work.

Continue.


Alice giggles as you take out your phone, and she strikes a seductive pose by the fridge.

“Very good!” you say appreciatively as you take a photo. “Keep going!”

She sits on the edge of a table, cups her breasts, and licks her lips as you take the next photo. Then she lifts her left foot on to the table next to her, leaning back so that her pussy is explicitly and beautifully displayed.

“Brilliant!” you enthuse, taking more photos. “More please!”

Alice laughs, and turns over on to her hands and knees. She arches her back and moves her knees apart, lewdly displaying her pussy and anus as she looks back at you over her shoulder and gives you a sultry look.

“Oh man, this is amazing,” you say. “Now...

put your clothes back on, you crazy woman.”
hold that pose for a while – I want to get several angles.”


Later in the morning, you wander over to Alice’s cube and ask how she’s doing.

“Not bad thanks,” she says, “but I do have a question...”

You lean on her desk as you peer at her screen. As she describes what she is doing, you...

move behind her and reach down into her tank-top to caress her breasts?
take off her tank-top?
slide your hand into her thong and stroke her pussy?


You slide both of your hands down inside her tank-top and take hold of her breasts, squeezing her nipples gently between your fingers. She sighs happily. “Mmmm,” she murmurs. “That’s nice...”

You turn your attention to Alice’s screen, and finish helping her with her question as you continue to gently fondle her breasts. Then you withdraw your hands, and…

sit down to have a chat with her.
return to your desk.


You slide your hand inside her thong, and begin stroking her pussy. She moans softly, then clears her throat loudly to cover it up. As you curve your middle finger around and slip it inside her vagina, she gasps and closes her eyes.

You turn your attention back to Alice’s screen, and finish helping her with her question as you gently finger-fuck her and her arousal grows visibly. You continue fingering her as she valiantly tries to keep her moans silent, until she bends over her desk, shuddering in an intense orgasm and squealing into her elbow. You look around anxiously, but nobody seems to have noticed. You withdraw your hand from Alice’s panties as she sits up straight, her cheeks crimson, and you grin at her while she fans herself with one hand.

Once she has recovered herself a bit, you…

sit down to have a chat with her.
return to your desk.


You start to pull the tank-top up and over her head, which makes her giggle nervously.

“You want me sitting at my desk in just my thong?” she asks in a low voice, as she raises her arms to let you remove the tank-top. “You’re crazy!”

You fold up the garment and lay it on her desk, then you turn your attention back to her screen, and finish helping her with her question. Then you...

sit down to have a chat with her.
return to your desk.


Lunchtime approaches, and you tidy up a bit of outstanding correspondence. Then you lock your computer, get to your feet, and head out of your cube. Alice is ready to leave too, but her outfit makes a discreet departure problematic.

You saunter to the front entrance, smile and hold the door open for a couple of co-workers, and wait another minute or so for an opportune moment. Then, seeing nobody currently on their feet nearby, you frantically wave at Alice, who has been keeping you in view.

She hurries down the aisle and around the corner to join you, and the two of you head out into the car park. You drive her to Borger’s Burgers, where you order your usual meals while Alice sneaks into a booth. Then you...

sit down opposite her.
sit down next to her.


Alice is more than happy to converse, and the two of you begin to chat about various different things. You sit down on the chair in the corner of her cube, and she swings her chair around to face you, keeping her knees well apart so that you get a nice look at her thong.

Seeing you staring hungrily at it, Alice grins and opens her legs obscenely wide, hooking her knees over the arm-rests of her chair. Your jaw drops in excitement, and she giggles delightfully. Over the course of the next few minutes, she casually strokes the front of her thong with her fingers while playing with her left breast with the other hand, which makes it very difficult to concentrate on anything she is saying.

Eventually you reluctantly say, “Well, back to work. Thanks for the chat, Alice!”

She winks at you, and you return to your desk.

Continue.


It is almost time for your daily team meeting, and you run some reports in preparation. You head into the conference room and see several of your colleagues and underlings already assembled. You notice that Alice is sitting with her arms folded, no doubt to conceal the transparency of her top. You assume she was the first to arrive, sneaking in while nobody was looking. You look at the available empty chairs, and choose to sit...

on Alice’s right.
opposite Alice.


You chat happily with Alice as you eat, and things seem to be going well. Then, during a lull in the conversation, you...

ask her if you can take a quick peek beneath the table at her thong.
ask her to take off her tank-top.
ask her to give you a blow-job.


Alice smiles as you sit next to her, and the two of you spend a very pleasant lunch, chatting and laughing together. But you are desperate for some more intimacy, and when the conversation lapses briefly, you…

attempt to take off her tank-top.
slip your hand into her thong.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
slip your hand into Alice’s thong.


Once Carla has entered and sat down, the meeting begins. After a short introduction, she asks you to present your data, which you do with your customary aplomb. When you have finished, you...

ask if anybody has any questions.
invite Carla to say a few words about the business.
compliment Alice’s outfit.


Alice laughs. “Silly man,” she says. “All right then, if it’ll make you happy.”

You grin, and duck your head beneath the table. To your delight, she has opened her knees wide apart, and you get a good long look at her thong. After almost a minute of happy staring, you sit up straight once more.

“Awesome!” you exclaim.

Alice laughs. “You’re welcome,” she says.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive Alice back to work where, with some scouting ahead and good timing, you manage to sneak her back to her desk unseen.

Continue.


Alice shivers. “I hope this doesn’t get me arrested,” she mutters, and she pulls her tank-top up and over her head. “Happy now?”

You stare joyfully at her naked breasts. “Wow – yes!”

“Excuse me, do you mind putting some clothes on?” says a woman at a nearby table, sounding annoyed. “There are children in here!”

“Shit,” you mutter. “You’d better put your top back on.”

Alice nods. “Sorry!” she says to the woman who complained. “It was a dare. I didn’t mean to cause offence.”

“All right,” says the woman, somewhat mollified.

As Alice is putting on her tank-top, however, a greater disaster strikes. “Don’t you work in customer service at Howes and Wellerman?” asks a middle-aged man, coming over to your table and staring sternly at Alice. Your heart sinks; it is Hector Wright, the managing director of your company.

Alice gulps. “Yes,” she says.

“Well consider yourself fired,” he says matter-of-factly. “This is not how I expect our customer service employees to behave in public.” With that, he turns and walks back to his table, leaving Alice looking stunned.

“Oh my god!” you exclaim, horrified. “I’m so sorry! I should never have asked you to take off your top – how stupid that was!”

Continue.


Alice chuckles, and says, “Okay.” She glances around to make sure nobody is looking her way, then she ducks down below the table. A moment later her head appears between your thighs. She grins up at you, then she unzips your trousers, reaches in, negotiates your boxer shorts, and pulls out your erection.

Taking it into her mouth, she begins to lovingly suck on it, her tongue swirling around its head. It feels wonderful, and your arousal steadily intensifies over the next couple of minutes. Finally, with a groan of pleasure, you release spurt after spurt of your semen into Alice’s mouth.

She continues to suck you gently, swallowing everything you produce, for the next minute or so. Then she tucks your softening penis back inside your boxers, zips you up, and climbs back into her seat.

“That was ... spectacular!” you say.

Alice laughs. “You’re welcome,” she says.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive Alice back to work where, with some scouting ahead and good timing, you manage to sneak her back to her desk unseen.

Continue.


Alice looks a little nervous as you lift up her tank-top, but she raises her arms and allows you to pull it over her head. You place the garment on the table, and grin at her naked breasts.

“This is really risky...” she murmurs.

You nod, and...

say, “You’re probably right – go ahead and put your top back on.”
start to suck gently on her left nipple.


You reach into Alice’s thong, which makes her giggle. But as you start stroking her pussy, she closes her eyes and starts to breathe heavily. “Mmmm, that’s nice,” she murmurs. She eases her legs apart to allow you better access.

Then, as you caress her clitoris, she turns and kisses you on the lips. Your tongue swirls around hers, and as you find the opening of her vagina and start to slide it in, she moans with pleasure. You start to finger-fuck her in earnest, and she begins to squeal quietly into your shoulder as she bites your shirt.

Her body begins to shake as her orgasm approaches, and then, burying her face in your shoulder, she utters a long, muffled moan as her orgasm hits.

“Oh my god,” she pants, as she finally pulls away from you.

“You’re welcome,” you say with a smile.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive Alice back to work where, with some scouting ahead and good timing, you manage to sneak her back to her desk unseen.

Continue.


Nobody says anything, so your boss takes over and makes some announcements, and then your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report. Finally the meeting ends.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


Carla makes some announcements, then another of your colleagues, Stuart, gives his daily production report. Finally, the meeting is over.

You return to your cube, and start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


As Carla makes some business-related announcements, you subtly reach into Alice’s thong and start stroking her pussy. As you sensuously rub her clitoris and labia, she begins to breathe more heavily.

“Are you all right, Alice?” asks Carla.

“Yes!” replies Alice, her cheeks flushing slightly. “Sorry – just feeling a little light-headed. But I’m okay. Please go on.”

“All right then,” says Carla, and she continues with her announcements. You carry on rubbing Alice’s pussy, and then you manage to worm a finger inside her, though you cannot get it very deep on account of the awkward angle. To Alice’s credit, she manages to keep a straight face despite your finger being inside her, though her cheeks turn very red.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. You and Alice leave the room and return to your respective cubes (Alice leaving the room last of course), and you start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


“I’d just like to say how nice Alice is looking in that top,” you say.

There are a couple of gasps around the table, and Trevor, the supervisor for the Eastern region, remarks, “Not exactly work-appropriate, is it?”

You immediately respond,

“Neither are your ties, Trevor, but we put up with those.”
“Ah, but you need to see it in the context of the entire ensemble.”


Half an hour later, Alice comes over to your cube and says, “I’m ready for my training session, Mr Trainer.”

You grin at her and say, “All right then!”

You undock your laptop and carry it through to the nearest conference room. As Alice sits down, you set it up in front of her, and then the two of you turn towards each other and kiss passionately.

You pull her tank-top upward, and soon have her topless. Then she stands up, her thong descends to the floor, and she smiles at you with her eyes shining. “Now I’m naked,” she says, “what are you planning to do to me?”

You reply, “I want to...

fuck you in every orifice.”
fuck you outside.”
get you fired in the most spectacular manner possible.”


Alice smiles. “Well you might find my ears and nostrils a little challenging,” she says, “but you’re welcome to try.”

You laugh, and say, “How about we start with your...

mouth?”
vagina?”
anus?”


“Outside?” says Alice, with a shiver of nervous excitement. “Whereabouts outside?”

You grin and say, “I’ll let you know when we’re out there.”

“Okay,” she says. “I assume I’m leaving my clothes here?”

“Yup,” you confirm. “I’ll go first, and I’ll signal to you when to follow.”

Alice nods, and you step out of the conference room. Just getting Alice to the front entrance will be quite a challenge, since there are three double-rows of cubes between here and there, and therefore three aisles to cross. And she will have to walk down the full length of one of them.

You scout out the safest-looking route, wait until you are sure nobody is likely to spot a nude woman scurrying past, and then you beckon to Alice. She darts from the conference room doorway to the end of the first row of cubes, crouching low, and then to the end of the second, crossing the first aisle without incident.

You match down the second aisle, turn, and note that everybody in that aisle seems to be paying attention to their screens. You beckon to Alice, and she runs toward you, still in a low crouch. The front entrance is now mere feet away. You head over there, turn and look around to make sure the coast is clear, then signal to Alice.

She runs to join you, and the two of you slip outside, unnoticed. Here you turn to Alice and say, “Okay my love, now we’re going...

to have sex outside Hector’s office window.”
to the mall.”


Alice gasps. “But why? Do you want to get rid of me?”

“No!” you say. “But the way things are going, I think it’s obvious that sooner or later we’re going to run out of luck. It’ll only take one person to see you in an outrageously skimpy outfit, or naked, for the news to spread throughout the entire office and get back to Carla.”

“True,” admits Alice.

“So why not get fired on your own terms?” you say. “Instead of leaving it to fate, pick the when and where yourself. And the how.”

Alice smirks. “I assume you want a say in it too, though?”

“It can be a joint effort,” you tell her with a grin. “But first … assuming you get fired as a result of this, can we please continue to see each other? We’ve come so far … it would be insane to simply drop each other now, surely? I’d abandon this plan and have you dressing in jeans again before I chose to lose you forever.”

Alice smiles. “Well, you know, I’ve been giving this some thought as you can probably imagine. And I think perhaps it’s time for you to meet Charlie. How about you come over to my house for dinner this evening?”

Your eyes light up. “Really?” you say. “You think Charlie will be okay with it?”

“He’ll cope,” Alice says. “I can’t keep sacrificing my happiness forever. Plus, I’ve been telling him about you as a way of softening the blow. Who knows – perhaps the two of you will get on really well.”

“I can’t wait to meet him!” you say.

“Good,” says Alice with a smile. “Now, about this ‘getting fired’ plan…”

“Yes,” you say. “Do you have any thoughts on the matter?”

“Well you’ve just sprung it on me,” says Alice, “so give me a moment. Obviously you can’t be directly involved, or you’ll get fired too, and I wouldn’t want that.” She thinks for a couple of minutes, then says, “All right, I think I have a couple of options. You can choose which one you think is best.”

“Okay,” you say.

“Wait – I have three options,” says Alice. “And here they are. First, you take some sexy photos of me and I email them to the distribution list for the entire company.”

“Wow!” you say. “Nice – I like it.”

“Second,” continues Alice, “I climb up and stand on top of a cube wall right in the middle of the office, naked of course, and start singing ‘Never Gonna Give You Up’ by Rick Astley.”

“Nude Rick-rolling,” you remark. “Awesome! And the third option?”

“Third,” says Alice, “I go into Hector’s office, climb on to his desk, adopt the most indecent pose imaginable, and start masturbating.”

“That could backfire,” you say. “He might just take it as an invitation to try and fuck you.”

“I doubt it,” says Alice. “He’s way too straight-laced, or seems that way. But if you don’t like that option, you don’t have to pick it. So what’s your choice?”

You consider the options carefully, then say, “You know, I think I’ll go with…

the first option.”
the second option.”
the third option.”


Five o’clock rolls around, and you get ready to leave. Alice, for obvious reasons, is planning to wait until the five o’clock rush for the door has abated. You smile at her as you step out of your cube. “Did you have a good day?” you ask her.

“Yes thanks,” says Alice with a grin.

“Good!” you reply. “Well, see you tomorrow then!”

You head home, have dinner, and watch some television. That night you fall asleep thinking about Alice, and how nice it will be to see her again…

Continue.


Alice grins at you and undulates her hips seductively as you move from one position to another, photographing her from every conceivable angle.

“Wow,” you say, awestruck by her sexiness. “Now try another pose.”

Alice gets back into a sitting position, placing both of her feet on the table either side of her bottom. Then she leans back, spreading her legs wide apart, and uses two fingers of her right hand to part her labia, giving you the most shameless view yet of her pussy and vaginal opening.

“Oh my god,” you murmur, taking several more photos. “You’re sensational, Alice! Now...

put your clothes back on, you crazy woman.”
give me another pose.”


Alice gives you a cheeky grin as she slowly slides two of her fingers into her vagina. You laugh in delight and take the most explicit photos yet, even coming right up to the table and taking close-ups of her pussy, with her fingers sinking deep inside her.

“Alice,” you say, “this is just amazing – thank you! But...

now I really think you should put your clothes back on, you crazy woman!”
I’d like even more, if you’re up for it.”


Alice laughs. “I’m not sure how I can get any naughtier than this, but I’m open to suggestions.”

You set up your camera on a nearby table, aimed at Alice, and set the timer to twenty seconds. Then you press Start, and hurry over to stand in front of Alice. Dropping your trousers and boxers, you slide your erection halfway into Alice’s vagina, and then turn slightly to one side so that the camera will be able to see Alice’s pussy, and your penis penetrating her.

“Where should I look?” Alice asks.

“Um, look up at my face adoringly please,” you say.

“That won’t be hard,” says Alice. She gives you a look that makes your heart race, and the camera flashes.

You bend over and kiss her, then you say, “Okay, let’s...

quit while we’re ahead. Get your clothes on, you crazy woman!”
take one with my cock in your anus ... if that’s okay?”


“Anything you want,” says Alice with a warm smile.

You pull your penis out of her, return to your phone, hit Start again, and then hurry back to Alice. You gently slide your erection into her anus, making her wince slightly. Once you have got the head of your penis fully through her anal sphincter, you feel her relax.

“Happy smile at the camera this time,” you instruct her.

Alice obliges beautifully, and you gently remove your penis from her rectum. Then you take a deep breath, and say, “All right, now...

we really need to get back to work. Put your clothes on, you crazy woman!”
I just have to fuck you!”


“Finally!” says Alice with a pretty laugh. She lies back and sighs happily as you slide your penis back into her vagina and begin to fuck her, slowly at first but gradually increasing in pace until you are hammering your loins against hers at a frenetic rate.

It is at this moment that Carla walks in. She takes one look at the two of you, gasps in astonishment, and then shrieks, “Oh my fucking God! You two are so unbelievably fired! Get dressed, pack your things, and get out!” Then she turns on her heel and walks out.

Your erection wilts rapidly, and you pull out of Alice’s vagina with a feeling of utter shock.

“Oh no, I’m so sorry!” exclaims Alice, looking upset as she hops off the table.

“Why?” you ask her in surprise. “This was as much my fault as yours. More, probably. It’s I who should be sorry.”

“But I never meant to cost you your job!” says Alice. “I’m not too bothered about mine – I have a better one to go to – but I shouldn’t have endangered yours!”

“Oh don’t worry, I’m sure I’ll find something else,” you tell her uneasily.

“I hope so,” she says. “But perhaps it will be best for you not to have me in your life. I’m clearly a bad influence!”

Your jaw drops. “I’m pretty sure I’ve been the main instigator of what we’ve been doing!” you say.

“But you wouldn’t have got into trouble if I hadn’t been here,” says Alice, pulling on her thong. “You know I can’t see you outside work anyway, so it’s academic. I’m sorry, Bob, but this is goodbye.”

She puts her tank-top on, then she comes over and gives you a farewell kiss. “Goodbye,” she says.

She leaves the kitchen and heads for the front entrance, pausing only to grab her bag and a couple of photos of her son from her cube. You take some time to pack away your own things, and then you say your goodbyes and leave the office for good.

THE END


Alice is more than happy to converse, and the two of you begin to chat about various different things. You sit down on the chair in the corner of her cube, and she swings her chair around to face you, with her breasts fully exposed, and keeping her knees well apart so that you get a nice look at her thong.

Seeing you staring hungrily at her thong, Alice grins and opens her legs obscenely wide, hooking her knees over the arm-rests of her chair. Your jaw drops in excitement, and she giggles delightfully. Over the course of the next few minutes, she casually strokes the front of her thong with her fingers while playing with her left breast with the other hand, which makes it very difficult to concentrate on anything she is saying.

After a while you say,

“Well, back to work. Thanks for the chat, Alice!”
“Let’s see you remove that thong...”


Alice takes your return to your cube as permission to put her tank-top back on. You grin at her as you sit down, then you turn to your computer in order to do some work.

Continue.


“Naughty man!” says Alice in mock exasperation. “Well I suppose I won’t be any more fired if I’m naked when someone comes around the corner.” She brings her legs together, then takes her thong off then places it on top of her tank-top. Putting her knees back over the arms of her chair, she resumes her former position with her thighs spread wide apart and her naked pussy now gloriously displayed.

“Awesome!” you whisper, and she giggles.

The two of you continue to converse, while Alice casually begins to masturbate, slowly rubbing her clitoris with two fingers. Eventually, seeing her excitement mounting, you...

say, “Well, back to work. Thanks for the chat, Alice!”
pull out your phone and take a couple of photos.


You take two beautiful shots of Alice masturbating for all she’s worth, then you switch to video and record her moment of orgasm, as her legs spasm and she squeals into her crooked elbow.

You hear a cry of outrage from behind you, and turn in alarm to see Carla standing just outside Alice’s cube. Alice squeals and sits upright, putting her feet down on the floor and clasping her hands over her breasts.

“Oh my fucking God!” exclaims Carla. “You two are so unbelievably fired! Alice get dressed, both of you pack your things, and get out!” Then, shaking her head in disbelief, she marches off down the aisle.

“Oh no, I’m so sorry!” Alice exclaims, looking upset as she puts her thong back on.

“Why?” you ask her in surprise. “This was as much my fault as yours. More, probably. It’s I who should be sorry.”

“But I never meant to cost you your job!” says Alice. “I’m not too bothered about mine – I have a better one to go to – but I shouldn’t have endangered yours!”

“Oh don’t worry, I’m sure I’ll find something else,” you tell her uneasily.

“I hope so,” she says. “But perhaps it will be best for you not to have me in your life. I’m clearly a bad influence!”

Your jaw drops. “I’m pretty sure I’ve been the main instigator of what we’ve been doing!” you say.

“But you wouldn’t have got into trouble if I hadn’t been here,” says Alice. “You know I can’t see you outside work anyway, so it’s academic. I’m sorry, Bob, but this is goodbye.”

She puts her tank-top on, then she gives you a farewell kiss. “Goodbye,” she says.

She picks up her bag, takes two photos of her son off the wall of her cube, and heads for the front entrance. You take some time to pack away your own things, and then you say your goodbyes and leave the office for good.

THE END


“Thank you,” says Alice, quickly picking up her tank-top and pulling it over her head. As she tugs it down to cover her breasts, she says, “People were starting to notice, and I’m really not comfortable flashing my breasts at total strangers.”

“Fair enough,” you say.

The two of you finish your meals, and then you drive Alice back to work where, with some scouting ahead and good timing, you manage to sneak her back to her desk unseen.

Continue.


As you suck on Alice’s nipple, she closes her eyes and murmurs, “Mmmm, that’s lovely...”

But then, “Excuse me, could you two please take your public indecency somewhere else?” says a woman at a nearby table, sounding annoyed. “There are children in here!”

“Shit,” you mutter, disengaging from Alice’s breast. “You’d better put your top back on.”

Alice nods. “Sorry!” she says to the woman who complained. “We just got carried away. We didn’t mean to cause offence.”

“Well you did!” says the woman.

As Alice is putting on her tank-top, a greater disaster strikes. “Don’t you two work in customer service at Howes and Wellerman?” asks a middle-aged man, coming over to your table and staring sternly at you. Your heart sinks; it is Hector Wright, the managing director of your company.

You nod, feeling like a misbehaving schoolboy, and Alice gulps. “Yes,” she says.

“Well consider yourselves fired,” he says matter-of-factly. “This is not how I expect our customer service employees to behave in public.” With that, he turns and walks back to his table, leaving you and Alice feeling stunned.

“Oh my god!” Alice groans. “I’m so sorry! I should never have let you take off my top – how stupid that was!”

“Why are you sorry?” you ask her in surprise. “This was as much my fault as yours. More, probably. It’s I who should be sorry.”

“But I never meant to cost you your job!” says Alice. “I’m not too bothered about mine – I have a better one to go to – but I shouldn’t have endangered yours!”

“Oh don’t worry, I’m sure I’ll find something else,” you tell her uneasily.

“I hope so,” she says. “But perhaps it will be best for you not to have me in your life. I’m clearly a bad influence!”

Your jaw drops. “I’m pretty sure I’ve been the main instigator of what we’ve been doing!” you say.

“But you wouldn’t have got into trouble if I hadn’t been here,” says Alice. “You know I can’t see you outside work anyway, so it’s academic. I’m sorry, Bob, but this is goodbye. Could you take me back to the office please?”

You drive her back to work, where she does not even go inside; she merely heads to her car and drives away, out of your life forever.

You head inside and take some time to pack away your own things, then you say your goodbyes and leave the office for good.

THE END


Everybody laughs, even Carla, and even Trevor manages a chuckle. His ties are notoriously tacky, a fact of which he is oddly proud.

“Nevertheless,” says Carla, “it’s not appropriate, Bob, for you to comment on a female colleague’s clothing like that...”

“Oh I don’t mind,” says Alice quickly. “I’m glad Bob likes it.”

Carla looks at her, then at you, and then she shrugs. “If the two of you have that kind of rapport, then fine, I suppose. But now can we perhaps get on with the meeting?”

“Of course,” you say. “Please continue.”

As Carla goes through some announcements, you smile across at Alice, who rolls her eyes and shakes her head, no doubt in disbelief that the full extent of her state of undress remains undiscovered. But then she gives you a small smile.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. You and Alice return to your respective cubes (Alice leaving the room last of course), and you start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


Alice looks stunned, and stares at you in confusion. Then she looks to Carla, who is frowning at her thoughtfully. Turning back to you, Alice says pointedly, “Do you mean for me to stand up and show everyone what I’m wearing?”

You reply,

“Sure, why not?”
“No, not at all.”


“I’m not sure what you’re playing at, Bob,” says Carla sternly, “but you’re on very thin ice right now. Alice, while I’m suddenly curious about your ensemble, please don’t feel obliged to get up and show us.”

Alice gulps. “No, it’s okay,” she says, and she unfolds her arms and gets to her feet.

Jaws drop around the table as Alice’s thong comes into view. Eyes are also drawn to her breasts, which are faintly visible through the thin material now that her arms are not hiding them.

For a long moment, nobody says anything. Then your underling Neil breaks the silence by whispering, “Holy shit that’s awesome…”

“Alice, could you come to my office please?” says Carla. “Meeting over!” She gets up and walks out of the room.

Alice walks around the table and leaves, following Carla. You jump up and hurry after her, catching her just outside the conference room. She looks up at you with a rather hurt expression. “Why did you do that?” she asks.

You take her hands in yours. “I’m sorry if that embarrassed you,” you say. “The thought that you were being so amazingly sexy and nobody but me knew about it ... it just finally got to be too much. I just had to show them all how incredible you look today!”

She shrugs. “Well now I’m getting fired, so we won’t be able to work together anymore,” she says. “I hope it was worth it.”

“Seeing you rise out of that seat ... and everyone’s reactions ... it almost was worth it,” you tell her. “But not if I never get to see you again. Please tell me we can make it work ... outside work.”

“I’m hurt that you blind-sided me that like that,” she says candidly. “If that was what you wanted me to do – to go out with a bang like that – you should have trusted me enough to talk to me about it beforehand. We could have planned it together.”

You consider this. “You’re absolutely right,” you tell her. “I am truly, truly sorry. Please ... will you allow me to make it up to you?”

You see Alice glance behind you, and you turn to see the faces of your colleagues, gathered excitedly in the conference room doorway. You turn back to Alice. “I want to be a part of your life. I want to meet your son. I want to win him over and be a part of his life too. But right now, I just want you to forgive me for a moment’s foolishness. Please don’t depart from my life forever just because, very occasionally, I can be a bit of an idiot...”

Alice smiles. “Nice speech,” she says. “As it happens I was already thinking it might be time for you to meet Charlie. So, while I haven’t quite forgiven you yet ... would you like to come to my house for dinner tonight?”

You pull her into your arms and kiss her passionately, while your colleagues behind you erupt in cheers and applause. When you and Alice finally pull apart, Alice is smiling and blushing.

“Well, off I go to get fired,” she says. “See you later, you naughty man.” And with that, she turns and walks away in the direction of Carla’s office, with her head held high.

THE END


Carla raises an eyebrow. “I’m missing something here, clearly. But I’m not sure that Alice’s outfits are an appropriate topic of discussion for this meeting. Can we move on, do you think?”

“Of course!” you say. “My apologies. Please continue.”

As Carla goes through some announcements, you smile across at Alice, who rolls her eyes and shakes her head, no doubt in disbelief that the full extent of her state of undress remains undiscovered.

Your colleague Stuart gives his daily production report, and then the meeting is over. You and Alice return to your respective cubes (Alice leaving the room last of course), and you start replying to the emails that have accumulated in your absence.

Continue.


Alice smiles, gets down on her knees, and opens her mouth as you press the tip of your erection against her lips. She begins sucking on it, and twirls her tongue around its engorged head with a technique that feels incredible.

Caressing her hair with one hand, you gently fuck her mouth, enjoying the feeling of her soft lips on your shaft, and her squirming tongue that greedily explores every inch of your erection.

You feel your arousal building, and...

decide to climax in her mouth.
say, “Okay let’s switch to your vagina.”
say, “Okay, let’s switch to your anus.”


Alice grins and lies back on the table, lifting her legs up and spreading them wide apart. You slide your erection into her vagina, thrusting it all the way to her cervix as you press your loins against hers. Then you begin to fuck her with a gentle rhythm, causing her to coo with delight and writhe her supple body.

Increasing your pace, you grab Alice’s hips and hold her steady while you ram your erection deep inside her with each stroke. Her entire body flushed with arousal, she moans with pleasure, arching her back and closing her eyes as she savours the sensations you are giving her.

You feel your climax steadily approaching, so you...

decide to climax in her vagina.
say, “Okay let’s switch to your mouth.”
say, “Okay, let’s switch to your anus.”


Alice stands up, turns, and slowly bends over the table, spreading her feet apart and arching her back to present her anus to you, all the while maintaining eye contact and a naughty smile.

You push the head of your erect penis against her puckered anal sphincter, which yields gradually for a moment before expanding to accommodate your girth. Sinking your erection deep into her rectum, you begin thrusting with long, powerful strokes, the impact of your hips cushioned by her beautifully-shaped buttocks.

“Ohhhh...” she gasps. “Yes...”

Clutching her hips tightly, you fuck Alice harder and harder, revelling in your lust for this incomparably exciting woman. As your thrusting intensifies, so does the wonderfully taboo sensation of your flesh caressing the smooth inner walls of her bowel.

With your excitement growing more and more intense, you...

decide to climax in her anus.
say, “Okay let’s switch to your mouth.”
say, “Okay, let’s switch to your vagina.”


“Oh god...” you groan as your orgasm looms. “Sweet Alice, I’m going to come in your mouth...”

Moments later, your pelvis shudders and jerks as your sperm erupts all over Alice’s tongue and tonsils. She sucks harder, hungrily drinking down every morsel of fluid that your pulsing penis disgorges. For the next minute or so she continues to suck you gently, almost worshipfully, until finally she pulls back, giving your drooping penis a tender kiss before releasing it entirely.

“Wow!” you exclaim breathlessly. “That was ... amazing.”

“Good,” says Alice with a smile. “It was supposed to be.”

At your request, Alice remains naked for the rest of the hour, while you talk, kiss, and cuddle. Then she puts her thong and tank-top back on, and the two of you return to your respective desks.

Continue.


Once you have committed yourself to your climax, you cease holding back even slightly. You pour all of your energy into fucking Alice as hard and as fast as possible, and you feel your orgasm rapidly approaching.

To your delight, Alice seems on the verge of her own climax, and as you groan and shudder from the intensity of your climax, Alice’s body bucks and spasms with her own. You feel your semen spurting deep inside her, and you collapse in a limp heap on top of her naked body.

“Oh ... my ... fucking ... god,” Alice murmurs.

“Seconded,” you gasp.

At your request, Alice remains naked for the rest of the hour, while you talk, kiss, and cuddle. Then she puts her thong and tank-top back on, and the two of you return to your respective desks.

Continue.


Your rigid penis pistons back and forth in Alice’s rectum, alternately thrusting deep and then pulling back until its head is nudging against her anal muscle, with an energy that grows by the minute.

You slap Alice’s right buttock, and she gasps and tenses up. Her anus grips you harder, and this sends you over the edge. With a series of ecstatic groans, you shoot your semen deep into her bowels, slowing the pace, but not the depth, of your thrusting until your entire sperm load has been spent.

Panting hard, you bend down and rest your head on Alice’s back. “Man that was fantastic,” you murmur. “Thank you.”

She reaches back and strokes your hair as you rest and recover your ability to move. Then you stand up and pull your penis out of her, and she stands and turns to give you a long kiss on the lips.

At your request, Alice remains naked for the rest of the hour, while you talk, kiss, and cuddle. Then she puts her thong and tank-top back on, and the two of you return to your respective desks.

Continue.


Alice giggles. “Oh gosh, that’s crazy!” she says in a low voice. But she follows you as you make your way along the front of the building, ducking low every time you pass a window. The car park and a row of shrubs lie between you and the main road, but you can still glimpse the vehicles that pass, and if you can see them, their drivers can presumably see you and Alice, if they happen to be looking in the right direction.

You reach Hector’s window, and peer cautiously inside. The managing director is sitting at his desk, with his back to you, facing his computer.

“Okay,” you say in a low voice, “get up against the window, facing Hector.”

Alice obliges, pressing her breasts against the glass. She spreads her feet apart, sticks her bottom out, and says, “Now fuck me, Bob!”

Unwilling to expose anything of yourself to passing cars, you take your penis out through the zip of your trousers, position yourself behind Alice, and slowly ease your erection up into her vagina. Burying it deep, you begin to thrust inside her, aided by flexion of your knees.

Alice moans softly, but Hector remains oblivious to her breasts bouncing and squishing against his window in time with your thrusting.

Hector’s door is open, and you tense in alarm as you see someone walk past his doorway, but you continue fucking Alice, bumping her up against the window with increasing rapidity until you feel yourself approaching your climax. At this point you...

fuck her harder still, bringing on your orgasm.
slow down, delaying your orgasm.


“The mall?” gasps Alice. “Whereabouts in the mall? Won’t we get arrested?”

“We’ll make it work,” you assure her. “Come on.”

You unlock your car as you hurry over to it with Alice, and both of you climb in. Alice giggles as she pulls the passenger seatbelt across her naked body.

“Drive on!” she says excitedly. Then she sobers up a little. “Just ... look after me, okay?”

“Of course I will,” you assure her.

You drive her out of the car park, and down the road towards the mall. As you pull into the large shopping centre’s car park, you find a spot close to one of its lesser-used entrances. Nevertheless, there are still a lot of people in sight, trekking to or from their card, and Alice regards them nervously.

“We’ll walk in together,” you say. “Those people are all on our right, so stay on my left and my body will eclipse yours. Mostly.”

Alice gulps, but nods. “Okay.”

Your plan seems to work. With Alice sticking close to your left side, her nudity is unlikely to be noticed by a casual glance in your direction, and you do not see any odd looks. You reach the door, and step through.

Inside, you find yourself at one end of a short corridor that leads into the main section of the mall. Halfway down the corridor, on the right, is a unisex toilet. Closer to you, on the left, is an unmarked door.

Dozens of shoppers are walking past the corridor’s far end. Any of them could at any moment turn and glance your way. Clearly mindful of this, Alice positions herself behind you.

Beyond the passing shoppers, you can see Cat’s Corner, a lingerie shop. You regard it thoughtfully for a moment, then say, “Okay, let’s...

try that unmarked door.”
have sex in that toilet.”
run over to Cat’s Corner and buy you something.”


You pound your erection up into Alice with ever-harder strokes, until you gasp and groan in orgasm, pumping your semen deep inside her. Alice breathlessly rests her head against the window for a moment, and then the two of you duck out of sight.

“That was brilliant,” giggles Alice as you make your way back towards the front entrance.

“Yup, it certainly was,” you reply. You head inside, look around, and beckon to Alice to follow you.

Continue.


You slow the pace of your thrusting, savouring the naughtiness of fucking Alice in so public a place. More people pass by Hector’s open doorway as you look in, but fortunately none of them glances your way.

“Hurry,” says Alice. “Are you trying to get us caught?”

In response, you...

resume fucking her as hard as possible.
take your erection out of her vagina, and push it up into her anus.


You scout ahead and find that all three aisles between the front door and the conference room are currently clear of anyone standing, walking, or talking to colleagues across the aisle. All three are therefore potential options for a route back to the conference room, with the first aisle being perhaps the riskiest because it leads right into the middle of the office.

Upon consideration, you choose to lead Alice down...

the first aisle.
the second aisle.
the third aisle.


Alice gasps as her anus expands to accommodate you. “I love you, but you’re a madman!” she whispers.

You ram your penis deep into her rectum with leisurely strokes, while Hector types away on his laptop, totally unaware of your proximity. Then, with your orgasm approaching, you finally decide not to hold back any longer.

Continue.


You head to the end of the first aisle, and beckon to Alice. She crouches low and hurries towards you, as you head straight for the conference room.

But then disaster strikes! You hear an exclamation of surprise, and see a woman getting to her feet in a cube ahead of Alice. It is soon followed by more exclamations, and more heads popping up.

“Oops, busted!” says Alice with a false laugh, as she covers her breasts with her left arm and her pussy with her right hand. “It’s a dare – I hoped I could get back to my clothes without being seen, but I guess not!”

Carla emerges from her office to see what the commotion is. “Alice!” she exclaims in shock.

“I’m sorry Carla!” says Alice, now looking rather distressed. “It was a dare...”

“Never mind what it was!” says Carla. “Get dressed immediately and report to my office!”

“Yes Carla – of course,” says Alice. She trots to the end of the aisle, then turns and heads for the conference room, slipping inside just after you.

She closes the door behind her, and says, “Oh my god oh my god oh my god!”

“I’m so sorry!” you exclaim. “Apparently I led you down the wrong aisle! Perhaps if I go and explain to Carla that I pressured you into it...”

“Don’t you dare!” says Alice. “No point in us both getting fired! No, you stay well out of it. I won’t be mentioning you at all to Carla.”

“But ... she’ll fire you!” you say

Continue.


You head to the end of the second aisle, and beckon to Alice. She crouches low and hurries past the first aisle, pauses by the next row of cubes, then turns and heads towards you down the second aisle, as you head straight for the conference room.

She makes it to the end of the aisle without incident, then she turns and sneaks past the end of the third aisle on her way to the conference room. Slipping through the door just after you, she shuts it behind her and says “Whew!”

You take her naked body in your arms and kiss her lips tenderly. “Good girl,” you say. “That was very brave of you!”

“Thanks,” she says, giggling. “It really was. Fun, though!”

At your request, Alice remains naked for the rest of the hour, while you talk, kiss, and cuddle. Then she puts her thong and blouse back on, and the two of you return to your respective desks.

Continue.


You head to the third aisle, make your way down to its far end, and then beckon to Alice. She crouches low and hurries after you, passing Carla’s office as you head straight for the conference room.

Alice makes it to the end of the third aisle without incident, then she turns and sneaks down it, keeping low, on her way to the conference room. Slipping through the door just after you, she shuts it behind her and says “Whew!”

You take her naked body in your arms and kiss her lips tenderly. “Good girl,” you say. “That was very brave of you!”

“Thanks,” she says, giggling. “It really was. Fun, though!”

At your request, Alice remains naked for the rest of the hour, while you talk, kiss, and cuddle. Then she puts her thong and tank-top back on, and the two of you return to your respective desks.

Continue.


You head for the unmarked door and try the handle. It opens, and you find yourself looking into a small room containing a floor-cleaning machine, a table with a newspaper on it, and shelves and shelves of cleaning supplies.

“Welcome to the janitor’s room,” you remark, stepping inside.

Alice steps in and closes the door. “Looks like a perfect place!” she says. “As long as the janitor doesn’t come back.”

You nod. “Lie down on the table,” you tell her. She does so, lifting her legs up and spreading her thighs apart.

“Fuck me, Bob,” she says.

You waste no time in dropping your trousers and boxer shorts. As you sink your erection into her vagina, you sigh with pleasure. You start gently fucking her, and Alice sighs happily too.

Three minutes later, you are beginning to pick up the pace when the door opens and in walks a middle-aged man in overalls. He stops and stares at you. Alice squeals in alarm. You halt your thrusting, wondering what to do.

“Please don’t stop on my account!” says the man, grinning broadly. One of his lower incisors is missing.

You look down at Alice, and...

say “Come on, we should get out of here.”
resume fucking her.


You hurry to the toilet, open the door, and step inside with Alice following right behind you. There is a urinal on one wall, and a large stall containing a sit-down toilet. Will you...