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 ï>¿Nude Secretaries Day: Reporting Live by Totzman

   Nude secretaries featured on live TV broadcast

   It's been a very long wait, but it's finally here!  I started this story
11 months ago and like many of my stories, it blew up into something bigger
than I'd planned.  This was one of the most challenging stories I've ever
written but I'm finally happy enough with it that I'm ready to release it.

   Before beginning this story I recommend reading all previous
installments of this series: "Nude Secretaries Day," "Nude Secretaries Day:
the New Girl," "Nude Secretaries Day: CEOs Daughter," "Nude Secretaries
Day: Year One," as well as the spinoff story, "Girls Wear Swimsuits, Boys
Go Nude." All of these stories have plot threads that continue into this
story here, and there are even a few Easter Egg references to other stories
I've written as well.

   That said, these previous stories are not required by any means, I've
done my best to provide necessary background info so readers won't be lost
if this is the first story in the series you read, but I think this story
will be more appreciated by those who've been following this series from
the beginning.  So, without further ado, I present: "Nude Secretaries Day:
Reporting Live"!

   *****

   "And she's LIVE!"

   The spotlights were on.  The cameras were rolling.

   "Tess Meadows reporting live at the sixth annual Lingerie Bowl!  Today
the San Amaury Sensations will be squaring off against the Loganville
Afterglow in what is sure to be an exciting match!"

   Dozens of lovely lingerie-clad female football players lined up across
the field behind the bubbly blonde reporter as she spoke into the camera.
Like the players, Tess was also dressed in skimpy lingerie, with a cropped
jersey covering her shoulder pads, though Tess appeared without a helmet to
show off her bright smile and styled hair.

   Tess Meadows was the reason San Amaury Today was the most watched local
news show in the state.  Every morning at 9 a.m., tens of thousands of
viewers would tune in to see the young beauty give the scoop on
lighthearted news stories of the day.  And since she had quite an
attractive body, ratings always spiked on days when Tess wore something
sexy and skimpy on her news broadcasts, which her producer Gabe Hurwitz
made sure happened often.

   In the springtime, Tess would do a report on the new swimsuits of the
season, and model the sexiest styles on air.  After that was a hit, Gabe
pushed for more titillating features; having Tess do reports on naughty
Halloween costumes, Valentine's Day lingerie, suggestive Comic-Con
costumes, and anything else to get the cute blonde on air in as little
clothing as possible.

   The challenge was to stay fresh.  There were only so many news stories
that would grab viewers' attention, and once Channel 6's gimmick became
known, it wasn't long before Tess wasn't the only sexy soft-news anchor in
the city.  Gabe had to stay ahead of the competition.

   "What else can we do?" he asked in the next producer's meeting.  "Any
ideas?  Any at all?"

   "Christmas costumes?" Lynn Curry suggested.

   "We already do that.  She did an elf costume last year and a reindeer
the year before that." Gabe paced around the room, tapping his chin.  The
station staff members folded their hands; most of them afraid to suggest
something the veteran producer would shoot down.

   "St.  Patrick's Day?" Jon Corbett offered.  "I bet Tess would look great
dressed as a lucky o' leprechaun!"

   "Channel 8 did that last year.  We don't want to look unoriginal."

   "There's only so many holidays," Vicki Meadows, the executive producer
said.  "At some point, we need to take a more leading approach."

   Gabe agreed, but asked for suggestions how to proceed.

   "How about Nude Secretaries Day?" Fred Belshaw offered.  The room looked
to him, unsure if he was joking.

   "If it were real, sure," Gabe said.

   "It's real," Fred assured him.  "Lots of businesses are doing that now."

   "I remember that," Vicki said.  "Channel 20 did a piece on it a few
years back."

   "That's right!" Ben Woulard said.  "Rebecca Hill gave a very in-depth
report!" He snickered.  Several of the men in the room agreed.

   "Why have I never heard of this?" Gabe exclaimed.  "This is gold. 
Imagine the ratings if we featured nude secretaries on the air!"

   He grabbed a marker and wrote "Nude Secretaries Day" on the whiteboard,
and underlined it twice.

   "We had some trouble finding a businesses that would let us film there,
as I recall," Vicki said.  "It's an event that brings as much bad publicity
as good."

   Gabe continued pacing around the conference room.

   "Still, we should be able to find someplace that does this.  And is okay
with us filming in their place of business.  Let's start making some phone
calls."

   *****

   Monica Kelly knocked on Barry Knapp's open office door.  Her boss,
Albert, was inside, in a meeting with Barry, where he'd been for the past
hour.  Barry's secretary Julie sat near Barry's desk, taking notes on a
small notepad of the two marketing executives' conversation.  Albert,
Barry, and Julie each looked up at her, making her gulp with anxiety.

   "Um, Albert," the nervous secretary began.  Normally she wouldn't have
interrupted a meeting, but the clock read 3 p.m., and Albert had insisted
many times that Monica notify him when his favorite time of day had
arrived- no matter what he was doing.

   "It's three o'clock," Monica muttered quietly.  "Time for my afternoon
spanking."

   She blushed saying the words, but Albert had instructed her to say them
at 3 p.m., every day, no matter who was present.

   "Is it?" Albert said in surprise.  He checked his watch.  "So it is. 
Barry, think we can wrap this up in fifteen?"

   "Oh, no need for that.  Julie and I don't mind if you multitask, do you
hon?"

   Julie shook her head.  She'd had naughtier things done to her in this
office.

   Albert looked at Monica.  "Well, you heard the man.  Get your tight
little buns in here, babe!" he encouraged.

   Meekly, the slim, dark-haired secretary stepped into the office.  Albert
indicated for her to bend over Barry's desk.  She obeyed, resting her hands
flat on the wooden surface and presented her firm buttocks for his
attention.

   Albert rose from his chair and stood behind his submissive secretary. 
She wore a black knee-length skirt that clung tightly to her shapely bottom
as she bent over.  The outline of her white full-bottomed panties showed
through the skirt material, which Albert greatly appreciated.  He readied
his spanking hand.

   "All I'm saying is Barry, a year ago I would have agreed with you,"
Albert said, picking up his conversation from before Monica walked in.  He
slapped his palm firmly against her butt while looking at his fellow
executive.  "But the market's not what it was.  Bad market means lower
prices.  It's just basic economics."

   He spanked Monica's bottom twice more.

   "But we've cornered that market," Barry shot back.  "We bought out our
biggest competitor.  I think a little boldness could pay off."

   Albert looked at Barry, appalled at his implication.

   "I know how to be bold, Barry.  I AM bold.  Tell him, Monica.  Am I
bold?"

   "He's bold," Monica agreed, as her boss spanked her twice in succession.
She clutched Barry's desk tightly.

   "Hey, I WASN'T saying you weren't bold, Albert.  You've been closing
deals here for twenty years.  I just think you could take a more aggressive
stance now and then." Barry rested his hand onto Julie's leg.  Like Monica,
she wore a skirt that stopped well above the knee.  The young brunette
secretary cleared her throat and pretended to write on her notepad while
her boss felt her bare thigh.

   Albert slapped Monica's butt several more times as he and Barry
continued to debate how best to adjust their business approach for the
upcoming quarter.  Her spanking was finally interrupted when Matt Purcell,
Monica's boyfriend, stopped by Barry's office with his cell phone in his
hand.  He knocked on the open door.

   "Hey Albert?  Mind if I borrow Monica for a second?"

   Albert looked at Matt.  "Can you give her just a minute?  She's got some
secretarial duties she needs to attend to."

   Matt waited patiently as Albert continued to spank the younger man's
girlfriend.  Albert's envy of Matt had been obvious to most of the office,
but Albert seemed not to notice.  He'd begun asking Monica to submit to
afternoon spankings ever since she'd begun dating Matt.  Most of the
managers of J.T.  Levinson had regular trysts with their secretaries,
ranging from simple hand jobs to full blown sexual intercourse.  Albert
however, was among the few who had not.  Taking his frustration out on
Monica's bottom five times a week was all he could do to alleviate the
damage to his ego.

   He dealt Monica one final slap to her tush before turning to the younger
manager and stating, "she's all yours" with a smile.  He gave her bottom a
light pinch, as he always did to let her know her spanking for the day was
finished.  Monica stood up, ran her hands down the seat of her skirt and
joined her boyfriend in the hallway.

   "Sorry you had to see that," she whispered, flustered.

   "Poor guy, probably isn't getting any from the wife anymore," Matt said
with a smirk.

   "From what I've heard, he's been having trouble getting it up for her,"
she whispered devilishly.

   They both laughed quietly.

   "Anyway, my dad's on the phone.  He wants to know if you can make it to
dinner tonight.  Around seven, if you can make it?"

   "Really?" Monica said with surprise.  "Absolutely.  I'll be there."

   Monica had gotten the feeling over the past few months that Matt's
parents didn't like her much, so it was a bit of a surprise to be welcomed
to an impromptu dinner.

   "She'll be there," Matt said into his phone.  He wrapped up the call and
ended it.

   "That was awfully nice of them," Monica said.  "Umm, you haven't told
them of the kind of stuff that goes on in this office, have you?"

   The sound of Julie Downey's bottom being spanked emanated from Barry's
office.  Matt and Monica quickly skirted down the hallway; distancing
themselves from the spanked secretary's squeals.

   "Not a word," Matt said.

   "Please keep it that way," she asked him.  Matt agreed.

   They passed the copy machine, where Shari Kirshner was sorting through
sheets in the output tray.

   "Uh oh, looks like one of the girls downstairs sent her print job up
here," the busty redhead said.  She turned to Matt and Monica.  "Would one
of you mind running this downstairs for her?  I'd do it, but David's in a
meeting and needs these in hurry."

   "I've got it," Monica offered.

   "Thanks!" Shari handed her good friend a letter.  It was a letter
addressed to a cell phone company based upstate and signed Amy Sandoval,
one of the secretaries who worked downstairs.  Monica took the letter to
the elevator and rode it down one floor.

   It had been a year since J.T.  Levinson bought out Martinez, Inc., and
the employees of J.T.  Levinson's biggest competitor moved into the floor
just below them.  Monica didn't know the former employees of Martinez, Inc.
tremendously well, but being as they were now part of the same company,
Monica liked to take the opportunity to visit her new coworkers whenever an
opportunity presented itself.

   Vanessa Martinez, part-time glamour model and the daughter of the
now-sold company's founder worked the front desk as a receptionist on the
fourth floor of the Williams building.  Vanessa greeted Monica when she
stepped off the elevator, setting down a fashion magazine as she did.

   "Can you show me where Amy Sandoval works?" Monica asked.

   "Down the hallway, second-to-last office on the left," Vanessa pointed.

   "Thanks!" Monica said.  "That's a GORGOEUS dress you have on, by the
way."

   "Thank you!  Love your skirt too!" Vanessa replied.  She was so polite,
pretending all the women in the office were as glamorous as she.  Monica
accepted the compliment and headed down the hallway.

   The fourth floor offices were different somehow.  The former Martinez,
Inc.  employees were quieter that the J.T.  Levinson originals upstairs. 
The female secretaries didn't dress as suggestively, and the men didn't
leer at her breasts or butt as she walked by here; a strange feeling as
Monica had gotten used to that.  She stopped at the second-to-last office
on the left, as Vanessa instructed, and peeked inside.

   The girl at the desk was short, with sandy blonde hair and freckles,
talking on the phone.  She looked up at Monica.

   "Amy Sandoval?" Monica whispered.

   "Yes?" the blonde secretary said.

   "I found this upstairs.  It looks like it belongs to you." Monica handed
her the letter.

   "Did I print that upstairs?  Ugh!  I've been looking all over for that!"
Amy set the phone down and graciously took the letter from Monica's hands.
"Thanks so much!  Excuse me, I've got a very strange person on the phone."

   Monica chuckled and walked away.  She'd made it only a few steps before
she overheard a few words of Amy's conversation on the phone.

   "I'm sorry, did you say 'Nude Secretaries Day'"?

   Monica stopped in her tracks.  She backed up several steps and looked
back into Amy's office.

   "No, our office doesn't celebrate anything like that," Amy said into the
phone.  "Please don't call us again."

   "Amy, wait!" Monica shouted, hurrying into Amy's office.  "Hand me the
phone, please!"

   Confused, she handed the phone to Monica.

   "Hello, this is Monica Kelly speaking, who is this?"

   "This is Fred Belshaw, calling from Channel 6 News," the voice on the
phone said.  "We're doing a news segment on a workplace holiday called
'Nude Secretaries Day' and I was just calling around to find any businesses
that might observe this.  Does your office celebrate 'Nude Secretaries Day'
by any chance?"

   "Yes, yes we do," Monica said cheerfully.

   Amy's eyes went wide.  She looked up at Monica in shock.

   "Can I speak to a manager in charge, please?" Fred asked.

   *****

   Monica clutched the armrest tightly when Matt pulled into the driveway
of his parents' house.

   "It's going to be fine, I promise," he assured her, squeezing her thigh.

   She wanted to believe him.  But Monica knew that Matt's parents had been
hoping the two of them would split for months now.  Ever since he had
revealed to them that Monica's doctor had told her that she had less than a
ten percent chance of ever conceiving a child, they'd been nothing but cold
to her, and pushed Matt to date a woman who shared his dreams of starting a
family of his own.  Their disappointment could not have been clearer when
Matt and Monica moved into an apartment together, and Matt's parents had
packed several of his belongings inside a baby bassinet.  They'd claimed it
was simply because it was a convenient storage device, but Monica knew that
they were sending a message.

   Matt had assured her that her ability to have a child or lack thereof
would have no bearing on their future together, but it appeared that the
Purcells had pinned their hopes on Matt giving them a grandchild or three,
being as neither of his siblings appeared to be up to the task.  For that
reason alone, Monica simply wouldn't do as a wife for their beloved son
Matthew.  At least that was how it felt when she was in their presence.

   Tess Meadows' smiling face was on the television screen when Matt
knocked on the front door.  Robert Purcell remained on the couch with his
eyes transfixed on the blonde beauty while his wife Maria answered the
door.

   "Well hello Matt, welcome, Monica, come on inside!" she greeted.

   Monica handed Maria a pan of home cooked dinner rolls she'd brought,
which her boyfriend's mother accepted graciously.  She took them to the
dining room and placed them onto the table.  Matt brought his mother up to
speed on the latest goings-on at the office.  When Robert still hadn't
gotten off the couch, his wife sent their daughter Olivia to retrieve him.

   "Hey Dad, your older son and his girlfriend are here.  You plan to take
your eyes off Tess Meadows' breasts for five seconds to greet them?"

   "It's almost over.  Just give me a minute." He continued watching the
anchor girl recapping the results of the Lingerie Bowl that he'd recorded
on TiVo.

   "Didn't you already watch that this morning?" Olivia asked
incredulously.

   "It's Tess Meadows.  In lingerie," her brother Zach said, as if that
explained everything.  He sat by his father's side, equally transfixed on
the scantily clad anchor.  Olivia rolled her eyes and walked back to the
kitchen.

   "I was very impressed with the Afterglow's performance, but the
Sensations absolutely crushed it today!" Tess said.  "Now here's Scott
Evans and Jon Corbett with their picks for the top three plays of today's
game.  Back to you, Scott and Jon!"

   Tess did her trademark flip of her golden hair and pointed to the camera
with both hands.

   "God, I love that hair flip thing she does," Zach said.

   "I heard she made a sex tape with a major leager," Robert said.

   "Ronny Harris.  Allegedly.  It's nowhere on the Internet," Zach replied.
He'd searched for it well.

   Monica was in the dining room setting the table when Olivia walked in.

   "I hope this is okay?" Monica asked hopefully.

   "Looks great to me," Olivia said approvingly, checking the silverware
and glasses that Monica placed at each setting.

   Olivia had always been the nicest member of Matt's family.  She'd been
welcoming to Monica from the beginning, but ever since the night Shari had
talked Monica into going to a gay bar with her, and Monica had run into
Olivia there, Olivia had been especially grateful when Monica had promised
never to tell Olivia's parents she'd been there.  It was nice to have at
least one other member of the Purcell family besides Matt to appreciate
her.

   Monica glanced into the living room.

   "Your dad sure likes Tess Meadows, huh?" Monica remarked.

   Olivia rolled her eyes and shook her head.  She did the same head shake
as Matt, Monica noticed.  There was strong family resemblance.

   "He never misses San Amaury Today.  He keeps the TV at the bakery on
Channel 6 just for her.  Always ogling her in her skimpy outfits," Olivia
said snidely.  "Such a hypocrite, too.  You know I wasn't allowed to ever
wear a bikini when I was a teenager?"

   Monica wasn't surprised.  Matt had told her that he was forbidden from
dating cheerleaders or girls his parents considered "bimbos" when he was in
high school, only proper young ladies.  It was the reason she changed into
a longer skirt after work and softened her makeup a bit before coming over.
Robert and Maria wouldn't approve of the way Monica dressed at the office.

   "Yet he can't get enough of sweet, sexy Tess," Olivia remarked.  "My mom
gave him a hall pass for her if he ever gets a shot.  Hers is Russell
Crowe."

   Monica and Olivia laughed.

   "I couldn't give Matt a hall pass," Monica said.  "He's so cute, whoever
he picks would probably take him up on it."

   Olivia tsked.

   "I don't know what you girls see in him.  He's always been my annoying
big brother."

   Monica stared longingly into the kitchen at her boyfriend taking the
roast out of the oven and placing it upon the kitchen counter, ready to be
carved.

   When dinner was ready, Robert and Zach finally joined their family
around the table.  Monica folded her hands in her lap, hoping all would go
well during her dinner with the Purcells.

   "Well, I'll get straight to the point," Robert began.  "The recession's
been hitting the bakery pretty hard.  If things don't pick up soon, there's
a good chance we won't last the year."

   The table went silent.  Monica breathed a sigh of relief that the focus
of the conversation was not on her- or her uterus.

   "But things should pick up- we're hoping," Maria said.  "Wedding season
is coming in a few months.  But it will be tight until then."

   "I'm really sorry to hear that," Monica said sympathetically.

   Robert and Maria had opened a family bakery three years prior, and sales
had been neck-in-neck from the very beginning.  Monica knew from her job in
marketing how important it was for a brand to have a strong start.  She
wanted to tell them that they needed to up their marketing game, but
getting on their bad side was the last thing she wanted.

   "We hopefully won't have to lay off any of our employees.  But we
definitely can't hire anyone new for a while.  So we were hoping some of
you could possibly step in and help us out," Robert said.

   "It would be an under-the-table arrangement," Maria added.

   Monica looked at Matt nervously.

   "We're pretty bogged down at the office.  I can't imagine Monica or I
would have time," Matt said.  He stabbed a piece of broccoli on his plate
with his fork and took a bite.

   "Well, that we can understand.  But these two," Maria cast her eyes at
Olivia and Zach, "are who we most had in mind."

   "Sure, my education isn't that important," Olivia muttered
sarcastically.

   "I'm sure you'll find a way to make time between classes and shopping,
sweetie," Maria said.  She patted Olivia on the arm.

   "Well I'd LOVE to help, but band practice has been taking up a TON of my
time," Zach said.  He took a gulp of his beer.

   "We were thinking if you woke up before noon once in a while you might
have some more time," his father said.

   Monica cleared her throat.  "I might have some time on the weekends to
help out!"

   Matt looked at her curiously.

   "If it's not too much trouble...  we could use the help," Maria said. 
Robert nodded in agreement.

   "Do you need me to bake?  I'd love to help with the cakes!"

   Maria paused.

   "We'll...  see where you fit in," she said, flatly.

   Monica spent the rest of the dinner wondering if she'd helped or hurt
her image in their eyes.  She hoped with her generous offer that they liked
her more now, but it was Matt who seemed to be the most unhappy with her.

   "You didn't need to do that," he told her as they walked out to his car
after dinner.

   "It was the least I could do.  I need them to approve of me, honey!" She
looked down at the pan of mostly uneaten dinner rolls in her hands.  Matt
took the pan from her and placed it into the trunk of his car- right next
to the empty bassinet.

   "Look, if you want to spend your weekends helping my parents with their
failing business venture, I won't stop you," he said, closing the trunk. 
"Just know that you don't need to do it for my sake.  I'd rather you spent
that time with me."

   Monica thought about this.

   "I'll see how busy we get at work," she said.

   *****

   A memo announcing a company meeting popped up on Monica's computer the
following Monday morning.  The upper management of J.T.  Levinson had
called for the entire company to gather in the Kennedy Room on the fourth
floor for an important announcement.  Monica joined the other secretaries
in arranging chairs throughout the expansive room to accommodate every
employee of the company.

   "Anyone know what this meeting is about?" Amy Sandoval asked, pushing a
chair into place.

   "I think I'll let the bosses explain it," Shari said, coyly.  Shari
always seemed to be privy to knowledge most other secretaries weren't. 
Even Monica wasn't certain what the subject of the morning meeting was,
although she had a decent clue.

   The doors of the Kennedy room opened and three more secretaries entered
the room.  Elizabeth Zediker and Krissy Spangler were two that Monica knew
already, as they had worked at J.T.  Levinson even longer than she did. 
The third she had only seen in passing around the office, a beautiful busty
blonde who today wore a skin-tight purple dress.

   "Good morning ladies!" the lovely blonde called out cheerfully.

   Monica wasn't certain who this young woman was, but she suspected it was
the oft-discussed Sarah Chamberlain.  Sarah was one of the Martinez
secretaries who'd transferred into the building after the buyout, and she
quickly became the talk of the water cooler in no small part due to her two
enormous flotation devices.  Even Shari was impressed and even a bit
envious of Sarah's sizable knockers.  It meant that Shari was no longer the
bustiest secretary at J.T.  Levinson.

   "Well good morning to you too, sweet Sarah!  You look gorgeous!" Amy
squealed.  She rushed to her coworker's side to give her tight hug.  "You
got a hot date tonight?"

   "Seeing Rafi again!  Our third date too, so you know what that means!"
Amy and Sarah both squealed loudly.

   Monica and Shari exchanged annoyed glances and continued setting out
chairs.

   Within the next half-hour, the Kennedy room filled up with employees
taking their seats to hear the exciting news that awaited them.  The
secretaries placed out platters of pastries and fruit for their coworkers
to enjoy for the meeting before taking their seats.  Soon after, the upper
management of J.T.  Levinson stood at the front of the room.

   "Thank you everyone for coming," Albert said.  "This is just a formal
announcement to let you know that our company's most beloved holiday is
only three weeks away!"

   Excited gasps came from the audience.  For the longtime employees of
J.T. Levinson, they knew exactly what holiday was about to be unveiled. 
For the former employees of Martinez, Inc., this holiday was still a
mystery.

   "That's right, Tuesday, February 17th is our annual Nude Secretaries
Day!" David Carter announced.

   Several employees applauded and cheered.

   "All right, it's about time!" Mike Delaney shouted.

   Monica sighed.  Mike was always one of the more enthusiastic gentlemen
when his favorite holiday rolled around.  It was often difficult getting
him to keep his hands off her body once her clothing was removed.

   "For those of you who don't know, this is an event we have once a year,
in which all secretaries, administrative assistants, receptionists, and any
ladies working in an assistant or support role are asked to work the entire
day au naturel!" David said.

   Several of the women gasped.

   "Sound too good to be true?  Take a look at some of our photos from last
year!  Shari, could you switch on the projector?" David asked.

   Shari flipped the projector button to the "on" position, and several
photos of naked women appeared on the screen at the front of the room. 
More gasps followed when the audience realized who these women were. 
Monica, Shari, Julie, and even Vanessa appeared naked in photos that looked
to have been taken in the offices and conference room upstairs.  Monica
blushed when she realized several of her coworkers were looking at her.

   "It's not a joke, it's not a ruse," Albert said.  "This is a real
holiday we've celebrated for- Shari, how many years has it been?"

   "Coming up on the ninth!" Shari declared.

   "Nine years!  And Shari has been with us for all of them!" Albert said
proudly.  "And now, you lovely ladies who have just joined our company this
past year will have the privilege of participating!"

   Nervous muttering emanated from the audience.  Monica could tell that
these women had reservations about what was being asked of them.  It
reminded her of how equally nervous she'd been on her first Nude
Secretaries Day.

   "Now, some of you might be noticing that we're celebrating it a little
bit later this year," Irvin Halliwell, the CEO of J.T.  Levinson said. 
"That's because we need a little more prep time, because this is going to
be an extra special Nude Secretaries Day this year."

   This announcement had everyone's attention.  Even Shari seemed to be
unaware of the details of this latest development.

   "Show of hands, how many of you here are fans of San Amaury Today?" the
company president asked.  "I know some of you watch it.  It's been on the
TVs in the break rooms a few times..."

   A handful of employees raised their hands.  Matt reluctantly raised his
hand, and shrugged when Monica looked at him.

   "Well get ready, because a camera crew from Channel 6 is coming to our
offices that day to shoot a special episode of San Amaury Today, featuring
you dazzling ladies!"

   Several women gasped, and a few men cheered.  Vanessa Martinez let out
an excited squeal.

   "That's right, the one and only Tess Meadows will be in our offices to
give a special report on Nude Secretaries Day!"

   Several men hollered at the realization they would have an opportunity
to meet a gorgeous local celebrity.

   Monica's heart sank.  She clutched Matt's arm.

   "Oh God," she said softly.  "Your parents.  Your parents are going to
see us." Monica swallowed.  "Your parents are going to see me," she added,
her voice gripped with dread.

   "Tess will be here a few days before to interview each and every one of
you ladies to get your thoughts on how you feel about being nude in the
office, and on the air," Irvin explained.  "Then on the 17th, Tess will be
back to film you going about your daily duties in the nude, live and on the
air!"

   This announcement had everyone, Monica included, overcome with
excitement and nervous apprehension.

   "We're going to be naked?  On live TV?" Alexa Holbrook shouted,
terrified.

   "Oh my God, I can't do that!" Stephanie Brills said, gasping.

   Irvin held out his hands to calm the crowd.

   "Now, now, I know this is scary for all of you.  But this is a company
tradition that has boosted morale and productivity immeasurably over the
past decade, and the public attention we get after this episode airs could
rocket us to national stardom," Irvin said.  "It will be YOU ladies, and
your beautiful bodies, that could help our company not only overcome the
effects of this recession, but flourish in it."

   The employees muttered among themselves.  When the meeting concluded,
the secretaries walked out of the Kennedy room white as ghosts.

   "On TV, Matt," Monica said, her body shaking.  "We're going to be naked
on TV!"

   Matt squeezed her hand.

   "Look, whatever my parents think of you doesn't matter.  You're my
girlfriend no matter how many people see you naked."

   Monica did feel reassured.  But Matt still spoke with the comfort of
knowing it wouldn't be his naked body on TV, for half the country to see.

   Shari squeezed Monica's other hand.

   "Honey, you've felt this way before.  Remember how nervous you were the
first time you had to be naked at work?  You got used to it.  You learned
to love it!"

   "This is different, Shari!  Matt's family will see me.  My family might
see me!  Not everyone knows I do this every year!"

   Shari wrapped her hands around Monica's face.

   "And if they find out, it doesn't matter.  You don't owe it to anyone to
be anyone but who you are."

   Monica had heard this pep talk before.  Shari had always been right. 
But Monica couldn't see herself being comfortable being naked in front of
thousands.  Not even Shari could smooth that over.

   Matt put his arm around her and held her extra close.

   *****

   "N-naked?" he asked.

   "On TV!  They're going to make us be naked on TV, Ryan!" Julie Downey
was nearly in hysterics.  She wrapped her arms around him and sobbed.

   Ryan wrapped one arm around his girlfriend, and kept the other on the
steering wheel with his eyes on the road in front of him.

   "I can't believe they would do that!  What kind of company do you work
for?"

   Julie hadn't told him that she'd been naked for the previous year's Nude
Secretaries Day.  Nor had she told him what she'd let her boss do to her to
convince him to give her the job.  She hadn't planned on ever telling Ryan
any of these things, but learning she would have to be naked on live TV
meant at least some of the cats were going to have to come out of the bag.

   "It's a really male-dominated workplace.  They only hire women for
support jobs.  Call us chicks.  That kind of place."

   "Sounds sexist," he remarked.  He made a left onto Hallett Avenue.  "So
um, what channel is it going to be on?"

   She looked up at him.

   "You're not going to watch, are you?" she asked accusingly.

   "Uh, no, just asking so I can...  avoid watching it.  And make sure my
brothers don't watch..."

   Julie scowled.  "Just make sure the TV is off next Tuesday morning."

   "Okay, but if one of the guys does turn the TV on, which channel should
I-" Ryan took one look at Julie's expression and changed gears
mid-sentence. "-I'll turn the TV off, got it."

   He pulled into the parking lot outside the Williams building, directly
next to a news van reading "Channel 6" with a large picture of Tess Meadows
on the side next to bold text reading, "San Amaury Today: Weekdays at 9
AM." Ryan stared straight ahead, pretending not to see the vehicle directly
next to him.

   "Well, have a good day at work," he said flatly, trying not to turn his
head in a direction that would allow him to see the van.

   Julie scowled again and got out of his car.  She stepped around the news
van and tromped into the building as Ryan drove off.  She got into the
elevator and slammed her fist against the "5" button, and was soon joined
by a pretty woman in her early 40s talking on a cell phone.

   "No honey, honey, you can NOT put bleach in a load of darks!" the woman
said.  "Just use detergent!"

   She pushed the "4" button on the elevator panel and the doors closed.

   "Make sure to pick up Jodi after band practice, 4:30.  Kyle gets home at
2:40.  I love you, bye."

   She hung up her phone and let out an exasperated sigh.  Julie gave her a
polite nod of sympathy.

   "This week has been CHAOS!" the woman seethed.  "My husband just got
laid off and is a stay-at-home dad now.  I pick up more hours at work and
now I find out I have to be naked!"

   "Ooh.  What's your husband think of that?" Julie asked, curiously.  She
took a sip of her iced mocha latte.

   "Nothing.  I haven't told him.  Not that he'd care.  We haven't had sex
in months." She looked at Julie.

   "You work upstairs, right?  Have you done this 'Nude Secretaries Day'
before?"

   Julie clutched her purse tightly.  "Sort of.  I interviewed that day. 
So I was naked for my interview.  That's it."

   "But this is a real thing though?  We actually have to work naked?" she
asked.

   Julie nodded.  She hated to be the bearer of bad news, but she'd been
hearing rumors that the girls downstairs had been skeptical and dreading
the impending company holiday for the past two weeks.  Julie felt a small
bit of gratitude that her first experience with Nude Secretaries Day had
come with no advance warning.  Julie couldn't imagine the dread that these
women were feeling today.

   The elevator stopped at the fourth floor, and the woman stepped out.

   "Guess I'll be seeing more of you, then.  I'm Lauren, by the way."

   "Julie," she replied.  The elevator doors closed and carried the shy
young secretary up to the fifth floor.

   The office was bustling with more activity than usual.  Camera crews
were setting up in one of the conference rooms; Julie glanced inside as she
passed by before taking a seat in her office.  She had just set down her
coffee and was putting away her purse when she accidentally knocked her
drink on its side, spilling iced mocha all over her desk.

   "Crap!" Julie said, looking around for a napkin.  She ran down the hall
to the break room to grab a few paper towels, nearly bumping into a gaffer
who was carrying a lighting stand into the adjacent conference room.

   Julie returned to her office to wipe up her mess.  It appeared Mackenzie
Nesbitt hadn't put the cap on her latte securely.  It figured.

   Mackenzie had been Julie's good friend in high school.  Although the two
girls played volleyball together for four years and had worked together on
countless group projects, Mackenzie's competitive personality drove a wedge
in the two girls' friendship over the course of their high school days. 
When Julie was named both valedictorian and crowned prom queen, Mackenzie's
jealously became too much for Julie to bear, and the two girls never spoke
once after graduation.

   They never spoke that is, until Julie walked into the coffee shop across
the street from her college campus and Mackenzie had to take her order. 
Mackenzie played nice and made small talk, but when Julie's latte was
ready, Mackenzie presented it to her with a loud thunk onto the counter. 
Julie was too preoccupied with telling Ryan about her impending television
appearance to give Mackenzie much thought, but it wouldn't have surprised
her a bit if her former friend had sabotaged the icy beverage.  Julie took
a sip of what remained in her cup as she booted up her computer to check
her email.

   The company president sent out a notification for a meeting for all
secretaries at the company to attend.  Julie noted that the meeting was
scheduled for 8:30, so after putting on a pot of coffee for Barry, Julie
answered her messages and headed down the hallway to Conference Room A.

   There were seventeen secretaries employed at J.T.  Levinson, including
the new girls from Martinez, Inc.  Most appeared to be present for this
meeting, but Julie didn't see Monica anywhere.  Julie found that odd as
Monica was always the punctual type.  Julie took a seat between Shari and
Lauren, and was surprised to find a small glittery pink gift bag placed in
front of each seat on the conference table.

   "Hello," she said to Lauren as she took her seat.  Lauren nodded back to
her and shifted uncomfortably in her seat while discretely adjusting her
pantyhose.

   For the first time since she'd been hired, Julie got a chance to take a
look at almost all of the secretaries at her company in one room.  It had
been rumored that the J.T.  Levinson managers hired secretaries for their
looks, while the Martinez managers hired based on experience, but from
where Julie was sitting, the Martinez girls were not a bad looking bunch of
babes either.  Lauren was attractive for her age, and Amy was of course
very pretty as well.  Sarah Chamberlain was an absolute knockout; it
appeared today she was wearing another impossibly tight dress, which based
on its backless design and the lack of panty lines around her butt, that
the dress was all she had on.

   Julie also noticed that Stephanie Brills had a stunning figure as well,
and Barbara Novakova had legs for days.  It seemed if these women were not
hired for their looks, then the men of J.T.  Levinson got very lucky buying
out Martinez, Inc.

   While she waited for the meeting to begin, Julie examined the gift bag
on the table in front of her.  She was tempted to take a peek inside, but
since none of the other secretaries were looking into theirs, she left it
where it was for the time being.

   After a short wait, Albert entered the room followed by another
gentleman Julie had never seen before.

   "Good morning ladies, I'd like to introduce Mr.  Gabe Hurwitz.  He's the
producer and director of San Amaury Today and he'll be directing next
Tuesday's episode here in our offices."

   Albert stepped aside and Gabe approached the head of the conference
table.

   "Hello, I'm Gabe.  I can see Albert wasn't lying when he told me you
were the loveliest ladies in town," he greeted, chuckling to himself.  A
few of the secretaries blushed while others looked at each other, shaking
their heads.  "I'm sure you are all excited to meet Tess; she's running a
bit behind, but she should be here soon.  I just want to give you all a
rundown of what's happening today."

   He cleared his throat and took a sip of coffee from the J.T.  Levinson
mug that Lori Peterson had poured for him before the meeting.

   "So, we've got a small studio set up in your other conference room.  One
by one, we'll be interviewing each of you throughout the day.  You'll find
in your email inbox a general itinerary of what order you will be called
down.  The questions are pretty simple, we just want to know a little bit
about you and how you're feeling about being naked at work.  So, any
questions so far?"

   Sarah Chamberlain raised her hand.  Gabe called upon her.

   "Are we going to be actually naked on live TV?" Sarah asked.  "There's
like, regulations against that sort of thing, right?"

   "I'm glad you asked!" Gabe said, almost excited.  "We've developed a
brand new AI based technology, where we can censor certain parts of a video
image in real time.  In this case, our AI is programmed to identify your
breasts, genitals, and buttocks, and apply a blur to the video before the
image is broadcast.  It's very cutting edge technology and we can't wait to
see it in action.  We'll do a demonstration for you later today."

   Alexa Holbrook raised her hand.

   "Do we have to be completely naked?  Like, can we leave anything on?"

   "I'll leave that question for your management," Gabe said, deferring to
Albert.

   "Generally we ask secretaries to remove everything," Albert said. 
"Shoes can stay on, as well as any jewelry, but all clothing including
undergarments needs to come off."

   Alexa and the other newer secretaries gulped nervously.  Julie gave
Lauren a comforting nod.  When Gabe addressed all of the questions, he led
into his next order of business.

   "You may have noticed the gift bags we've put out in front of you. 
Those are gifts from our sponsors.  Go ahead and take a look inside, they
are yours to keep," Gabe explained.  "Our sponsors have requested that
during the program, we mention their brand and products by name.  So we
encourage all of you to use the gifts provided in your gift bags and find a
kind word to say about them during the broadcast."

   The other secretaries began peeking into their gift bags, so Julie
looked into hers.  She found a three-pack of condoms, a vibrator, a small
tube of gel, two gift cards, as well as an assortment of pens, a key chain,
breath mints, and a refrigerator magnet.

   "The condoms are from Hammer.  Feel free to use these with your partner
over the next few days and mention the experience during the broadcast. 
The vibrator is from Dollhouse; they've also included a tube of flavored
lubricant and a gift card you can use at any of their local lingerie outlet
stores.  The other gift card is from Posh Queen Spa.  They'll be sending a
beautician to your office to give each of you ladies a complimentary
Brazilian wax!"

   Several of the women gasped with delight.  Julie's heart skipped. 
Although she regularly shaved her pubic hair, she had never been waxed. 
She wondered how her vulva would look and feel when it was waxed and bare.
She hoped Ryan would like the results.

   "I'll be working in the Executive Suite for the next few hours, so feel
free to come see me if you have any more questions," Gabe said.  "I believe
Albert has another announcement to make, so I'll leave it at that!"

   Gabe stepped out of the conference room, and Albert took his place at
the head of the table.

   "I realize that for a lot of you, next Tuesday is going to be a big
adjustment, some more than others," Albert said.  "So, the management and I
had a talk, and decided a bit of a 'transitional exercise' might be
beneficial to ease some of you into the idea of being nude in your
workplace.  First, a show of hands; how many of you have never participated
in Nude Secretaries Day before?"

   Julie looked around.  Amy, Sarah, Lauren, and the other former Martinez
girls raised their hands and Albert counted them.

   "All right, for you ladies with your hands raised, we'd like you to work
the rest of today without pants," Albert said.  "Stockings, pantyhose,
undergarments, and any above-the-waist clothing can be left on.  All we
want are pants, skirts, and dresses off- any outer clothing that covers
your bottom or legs."

   The women gasped; shocked to learn they might be partially exposed
sooner than they'd expected.

   "So wait, if I'm wearing a dress, I need to take the whole dress off?"
Sarah asked.

   Albert nodded.  "Some of you are going to end up more exposed than
others, and that's fine.  You might be left in nothing but your panties. 
Don't worry, you'll be wearing even less next Tuesday!  Some of you might
not be wearing panties today.  In your cases, you might get to experience
Nude Secretaries Day twice this year!"

   Julie shuddered in sympathetic embarrassment for her coworkers.  She was
glad to be off the hook for today at least.  The Martinez girls looked at
each other petrified at what had just been asked of them.

   "So, that's it for today, be sure to check the interview itinerary when
you get back to your offices, and make sure you remove the appropriate
items of clothing as soon as possible," Albert said, not missing a beat. 
"And don't forget your goody bags!"

   The former Martinez girls were white faced when they stepped out of the
conference room.

   "Crap!  I would have worn nicer underwear today if I knew they were
doing this!" Lauren whispered.

   "Yeah, me too!" Amy said, patting Lauren's arm.  They clutched their
gift bags tightly and headed for the stairwell, mentally bracing themselves
for their impending partial nudity.

   Julie returned to her desk and checked her inbox.  As it happened, her
name was first on the list to be interviewed.  It was scheduled for 8:30,
but being as that time had already passed, it appeared that the entire
schedule was going to run a bit behind due to Tess' delay.  Julie decided
to simply disregard the itinerary for the time being and begin her work.

   Barry was in his office, chatting on the phone, so Julie grabbed the
coffeepot to make sure his mug was filled.  After topping him off, she
returned to her desk to find an email from Albert requesting that she type
up an email reiterating what he'd said in the meeting about new ladies not
wearing pants.  Julie typed up the email specifying what clothing was and
was not allowed, and sent her email to the secretaries to whom the request
applied.

   She felt a pang of guilt sending the email out; knowing it applied to
them and not her, but Julie knew that she'd be out of her clothing soon
enough.  Not long after the email was sent, she heard commotion from down
the hall.  Numerous voices seemed to be quite excited about who had just
stepped off the elevator.  Julie poked her head out into the hall to take a
peek.

   There was little to see, with the gathering of people in the way.  She
contemplated creeping out of her office to take closer look when her desk
phone rang.  She answered.

   "Barry Knapp's office, Julie speaking," she greeted.

   "Hi Julie, it's Gabe Hurwitz.  Could you come down to Conference Room B
right away?  Tess Meadows just arrived."

   *****

   Vicki Meadows had been an executive producer at Channel 6 for ten years
when she got her daughter Tess a job as lead anchor on San Amaury Today. 
Tess had been an intern at the studio for three years at that time, and due
to her good looks and charismatic demeanor, Vicki easily secured her the
high-profile position that would rocket her to local stardom in only a few
short months.

   While the male producers at Channel 6 certainly took notice of Tess' sex
appeal, it was Vicki who had first suggested that having the lovely anchor
appear on air less than fully clothed might be beneficial to Tess' career-
and Channel 6's ratings.  When Tess' first swimsuit special became San
Amaury Today's highest rated episode in the show's 25-year history, Vicki
eagerly picked out sexier and skimpier outfits for her daughter to wear in
future episodes.  Her skirts got shorter, her dresses got tighter, and her
necklines plunged lower, and Vicki watched the ratings climb higher and
higher.

   It didn't take long for Tess to start getting offers to pose for men's
magazines, and Vicki encouraged her to embrace her status as a sex symbol.
She was disappointed when Tess declined all of the offers she got to pose
nude, but Tess did do a number of magazine photoshoots in bikinis,
lingerie, and bodypaint.

   Vicki's main consternation was that Tess still did not have a steady
boyfriend.  Tess would be turning 25 in a few short months, and Vicki,
despite being thrilled to have Tess continue to make millions for her
studio, secretly hoped that Tess would find a husband and begin having
children soon.  It flummoxed her that even with all of the sexy modeling
she did in addition to her scantily-clad newscasts, Tess couldn't find a
man who pleased her enough to make her want to stay attached.  It got to be
a contentious subject that came up between them more often in recent
months.

   During the drive to the J.T.  Levinson offices, Vicki was about to ask
Tess about her recent breakup when she hit a pothole in the road and blew
out two tires, leaving the blonde beauties stranded on the side of the
interstate.

   "Oh no, we're going to be late for the interviews!" Tess exclaimed,
examining the two burst tires while automobiles whizzed past her.  A few
cars honked as the short-skirted stunner bent over to examine the wheels
closely.

   "I'll see if I can get us a ride," Vicki said, taking out her cell
phone. She dialed the studio and informed them of the situation.  It didn't
take long before she was told a driver was en route; a J.T.  Levinson
employee who lived in the area was available to pick them up.

   It took about fifteen minutes before a bright red Dodge Charger pulled
to the side of the road and the driver rolled down his window.

   "Good morning, ladies," Matt said.  "I'm here to give you a lift!"

   "Oh!" Tess said in surprise, not expecting her rescuer to be such an
attractive man.  "Um, thank you.  Can you open the trunk?  I have my
suitcase with me."

   Matt happily popped the trunk and Vicki helped her daughter carry the
bulky travel case from her car to Matt's.  Vicki noticed a bassinet in
Matt's trunk, so she pushed it aside to make room for Tess' case.  With the
trunk locked shut, the two women entered Matt's vehicle and he took off.

   "Thanks for coming to our rescue!" Vicki said, patting the handsome
marketing manager on the arm as he drove.

   "No problem!  I'm Matt by the way.  You must be Vicki and Tess?"

   "The one and only!" Tess said.  She closed her eyes and inhaled the
smell of the leather seats and Matt's cologne.

   "So, you're shooting interviews at our company today?" Matt asked.

   "Yes, we will air them between the live segments of the episode we shoot
next Tuesday," Vicki explained.

   "What about today's episode?" Matt asked.  "Doesn't Tess need to be
somewhere?"

   "We have another crew taking care of that back at the studio," she said.
"Tess already shot some prerecorded material they'll air during breaks."

   "Ahh, gotcha," Matt said.

   Tess explained how important it was to have prerecorded content to air
so that talent and crew could change locations and prepare shots between
live segments.  Gabe Hurwitz would be directing the action from the news
van; choosing when to switch between live and prepared material.  Matt
listened with interest as the young anchor explained many of the
technicalities involved in producing live television.

   "I saw a bassinet in the trunk," Vicki said.  "You have a little one?"

   Matt shook his head.  "Gift from my parents.  They want a grandkid
pretty bad.  I'd love to give them one, but my girlfriend's got a condition
where that's just not likely to happen."

   Vicki nodded sympathetically.  "That's so sad!  I've been wanting Tess
to make a rugrat too!  I don't know what she's waiting for."

   "One of these years," Tess said, rolling her eyes.

   "She just needs to find a good man," Vicki said, winking at Matt.  "Have
you seen Tess' new swimsuit calendar?"

   "Uhh, no," Matt said.

   "Tess will give you a signed copy.  I think you'll like it.  She looks
pretty sexy in some of those pics!"

   "Mom!  He's GOT a girlfriend!" Tess exclaimed.

   "Well, just something to keep in his desk then," Vicki said coyly.

   Matt wiped the sweat from his brow.  "Um, before we head to the office,
there's a quick stop we got to make."

   Matt turned off the expressway and pulled in front of Purcell's Family
Bakery.  Monica was out front waiting for him, staring despondently at the
ground.  Relief washed over her face as he pulled into the nearest parking
spot.

   "Oh Matt, I screwed everything up!" she said, on the verge of tears. 
Matt got out of the car as Monica continued.  "I over-salted the cakes, I
dropped a bag of flour on the floor, and the employees hate me!  Your
parents are never going to ask me to help them again!"

   Matt wrapped his arms around her.

   "It's fine.  It's fine.  You didn't need to do this anyway.  Let's get
to our actual jobs now."

   "Okay, let's-" Monica stopped mid-sentence.  "Tess Meadows is in your
car."

   Matt released her from his embrace.  "Yeah.  Last minute development. 
Hope you don't mind me giving them a lift."

   Vicki moved to the back seat and Monica took her place in the front.

   "What a cute little bakery!" Tess remarked.

   "Thanks.  My parents own it," Matt said.  He thought about showing her
inside, knowing his father would love to meet her, but the tear trickling
down Monica's cheek told him now was not the time.  He drove off to the
office.

   "Your parents own a bakery!  That's very nice!" Vicki said.  "I drive by
here a lot and I've never noticed this shop before."

   Matt chuckled.  "That might be part of the problem.  They've had a rough
couple of years.  Probably won't be in business much longer."

   "That's a real shame," Vicki said.  " I hope things pick up for them."

   Monica explained how the low morale of the bakery employees led to them
taking their frustrations out on Monica, whom they saw as threats to their
jobs.  Matt once again iterated that it was unnecessary for Monica to be
offering her services to his parents as he drove the three women to the
office.

   As they arrived in the parking lot of the Williams building, Monica
called the front desk to let Vanessa know that the star guest would be
entering the office shortly.  She and Matt led Tess and Vicki to the
elevator up to the fifth floor, where a crowd of excited employees
immediately greeted them when the metal doors opened.

   "Good morning, gentlemen!  It's so nice to be here!" Tess exclaimed with
her arms open.  Monica could tell she was a natural with crowds, especially
crowds of men.  Even Albert was among the gathering trying to get a good
look at sexy Tess.  Monica wormed her way through the crowd and made her
way to her office while Tess mingled with her adoring fans.

   A sparkling pink gift bag was on her desk when she entered her office.
Curious, Monica peeked inside.  She noted the condoms, dildo, and gift
cards when Shari popped into her office.

   "Those are from our sponsors!" the curvy redhead said excitedly.  "They
want us to plug their brands during the program next week!"

   Monica removed the dildo from the gift bag.

   "They want us to plug something all right!"

   She and Shari burst out laughing.

   "Come on, Albert's hosting another meeting.  Just the fifth floor
secretaries this time," Shari said.

   Monica discreetly slipped the dildo back into her gift bag and followed
her coworker to the conference room, while Shari brought her up to speed
about Albert's request for the girls downstairs to work without pants. 
Monica ran her hands around the hem of her skirt, grateful to be allowed to
remain fully dressed today.

   She took a seat at the conference table next to Shari.  Lori, Elizabeth,
Danielle, and the other J.T.  Levinson originals soon joined them, though
Julie Downey was missing from the group.  Albert shut the conference room
door as he entered.

   "I'd wait for Julie, but she's in her interview right now, so there's no
way to talk to all of you at once," he said.  Monica's boss cleared his
throat.  "This is just a quick meeting to let you know our plans.  It's
been a challenge trying to get the new girls on board with how things work
around here, and how they've been working for the past ten years."

   All of the secretaries nodded, understanding completely.

   "Martinez was a different company, and they had a different company
culture.  The girls there aren't used to being spanked, they aren't used to
being asked to work in the nude, and they aren't used to being goosed."

   Shari and Lori giggled.  Being goosed was quite common at J.T. 
Levinson, especially on Nude Secretaries Day.  John Burton, Lori's boss,
had started the trend of pinching secretaries' bottoms several years prior.
In recent years, it was almost a daily occurrence for a secretary to get a
quick pinch on her butt cheek or a light skirt or panty tug as she walked
down the hallway.  Lori, of course, had the most goosed behind in the
entire company, though Monica had become a close second since earning the
nickname of "Miss Tightbuns."

   "It might seem shocking to you ladies, but the girls from Martinez just
aren't used to that," Albert said.  "They might not react well to having
their bodies touched that way, and we want things to go smoothly next
Tuesday when the clothes come off and the cameras are rolling.  So we need
your help."

   Monica and the other secretaries exchanged glances.

   "We'd like each of you to goose one of the Martinez girls today," Albert
said.  "None of them are wearing pants, so it should be easy to get a good
grip on a butt cheek, or swoop a finger through the leg hole of her panties
for quick wiggle.  Just something to get them used to our way of playing
with you girls.  We figure it might go down a little easier if they have
this done to them by women first."

   "Wow..." Monica said aloud.  She certainly wasn't expecting this. 
Usually the men were so eager to get their hands on the women, Monica never
imagined they'd let the secretaries get "first dibs," as it were.

   "Sounds fun!" Shari said.  "We'd be glad to help out, right ladies?"

   Monica nodded in agreement, and Lori and Danielle responded with
enthusiasm as well.  It would be a welcome switch to be able to do the
goosing rather than always be the recipient.

   "Excellent!" Albert said.  "Feel free to pinch the girls throughout the
day at your convenience.  And be sure to communicate with each other so you
all know who's been goosed.  I'd really like each of those girls to get
goosed at least once!"

   "Oh, we'll make sure of that!" Shari said.  Albert and the secretaries
laughed.

   "Glad to hear it.  Well, have at it!" Albert ended the meeting and
excused the ladies.

   As Monica stepped out of the conference room, Shari hurried to her side.

   "How do you want to do this?  Maybe assign each of us a target girl?"
the redhead asked.

   Monica bit her lip.  "I was thinking it would work better if we struck
based on opportunity, you know?"

   "Definitely," Lori said.  "It will look odd if we're weaving around the
office to stalk someone specific."

   Shari pondered this, and agreed.  "Okay.  We goose whoever we can when
the moment presents itself.  But afterwards, we send out an email to let
the rest of us know who's been got and so we know who's still left."

   The secretaries agreed to these rules and returned to their offices. 
Monica sat down at her desk and checked her inbox.  There was an email
containing the itinerary for the interviews of the J.T.  Levinson staff
members that were being filmed that day; Monica scanned the list and saw
that she was scheduled for later in the afternoon.  Monica was grateful for
that; it would give her more time to prepare.

   There was also an email from Albert.

   "Monica, Did Tess Meadows ever film a sex tape?  Please let me know if
you can find it.

   Albert"

   Monica had heard many rumors of a Tess Meadows sex tape, but was unsure
if it was simply an urban legend spawned by horny fanboys, or something
real.  She searched the Internet, checking all the major pornography sites,
but found no trace of any sex tape featuring Tess Meadows.  Numerous posts
on forums suggested she filmed one with San Amaury Dragons receiver Ronny
Dee Harris, Shari's favorite.  But Monica found no physical evidence this
tape was ever released- if it ever existed.  Monica replied to Albert's
email informing him of the disappointing news.

   The question now was which girl Monica would goose, and when.  The
secretaries whom she'd been asked to goose worked downstairs, and Monica
rarely had reason to go there.  She wondered if she might have to make a
special trip, but as it turned out, there was no need.

   Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted a bare-legged woman walking
past her office door.  Curious, Monica peeked out her doorway, and spotted
Amy Sandoval walking down the hallway.  She was dressed in a purple blouse
and black lace panties, but her skirt was gone per Albert's request. 
Wanting to seize her opportunity to give Amy a goosing, Monica crept out of
her office and followed the unsuspecting secretary down the hallway.

   "Nice legs, babe!" David Carter remarked as he passed Amy in the hall.
Amy blushed and thanked him.  David winked at Monica as he passed her, and
pointed his thumb behind him at Amy.

   Monica held her finger up to make the shh gesture, and David understood
and said no more.  She continued following until she spotted Amy at the
copy machine.  It appeared Amy had accidentally sent another one of her
print jobs to the upstairs printer, and had come to retrieve it before
someone spotted her mistake.  Although she'd successfully found her
document in the machine's out tray, Amy failed to make herself unnoticed.

   The question now was how to goose Amy.  Monica considered slipping a
finger inside Amy's panties and swiping her fingertip up between her butt
cheeks.  That was how John Burton would want her to do it, being as his
middle finger had traveled the full length of Monica's butt crack at least
once during each of the three previous Nude Secretaries Days.  But Monica
wasn't quite sure she wanted to inflict such an intimate goosing on the new
girl, so she chose instead to give her just a light pinch on her right butt
cheek, through her panties.

   Amy let out a yelp and spun around.

   "Gotcha!" Monica said, giggling.  Amy laughed.

   "I got to be careful walking around without pants!  You're a handsy
bunch up here!"

   "Wait 'til you see what we're like when you aren't even wearing
panties!" Monica teased.

   "Ooh, I better tell the girls downstairs to watch their butts!" Amy
said.

   Monica and Amy laughed together.  Amy was surprisingly comfortable with
being goosed, leaving Monica hopeful that the other Martinez girls would be
as easygoing when they got their turns.

   As they chatted, Shari crept up behind Amy, only for Monica to nod at
her to let her know she'd already done Amy the honor.  Shari lowered her
arm and instead tapped Amy on the arm.

   "Hey!  Cute panties!" Shari complimented.

   "Thanks," Amy said, blushing.  She nervously tugged on her waistband and
pulled her underwear up a bit higher.

   Shari turned to Monica.  "Lori and I were about to head downstairs to
check out the new tail.  Want to go goosing with us?"

   "Actually I have a lot of work to do, and besides, I made my quota,
right?" Monica asked.

   "You have quotas?" Amy said in surprise.

   Shari grinned and nodded.

   "Yup, we're gonna get ALL of you!" She giggled.

   "Stay back, fiends!" she joked, and quickly carried her printed document
downstairs.

   "Well, Julie's interview should be wrapping up soon," Monica said. 
"Maybe you could invite her along?"

   "That's a great idea!" Shari said.  "Okay, can you send an email out and
let everyone know Amy's been goosed?  Lori and I will update the list as we
go."

   "Sounds good!" Monica said.

   *****

   Julie shifted nervously in her chair as the camera focused on her face
and shoulders.  Tess sat across from her getting her makeup touched up.

   The cameraman began the countdown.  "Rolling in five...four...three..."

   "So...  Julie Downey," Tess began.  "In five days you're going to be
coming to work totally naked!  How do you feel about that?  Are you
nervous?"

   "Very nervous!" Julie said, her voice shaking slightly.  "It's
terrifying, especially since I'm going to be on TV!"

   "I can totally relate with you there!  Would you believe I still get
nervous every time I get on camera?"

   "Kinda surprising," Julie said.  She wondered if Tess really did get
nervous or if she was just trying to seem relatable to her interviewee.

   "Have you participated in Nude Secretaries Day before?" Tess asked.

   "Sort of!  I came in for my interview last year and it happened to be
Nude Secretaries Day that day.  Barry, my boss, wanted me to be nude for my
interview so I thought, what the hey, maybe it will help land me the job!"

   "Looks like it did!"

   Julie laughed nervously.  She didn't want to share that she likely got
the job because she did more than just strip nude for her boss.

   "Have you ever had an exhibitionist side before you worked here?"

   "No, never," Julie said.  "I was raised to be very modest.  I didn't
date much in high school, never dressed sexy, that just wasn't my style."

   "Then this must be a real shock to you," Tess suggested.

   "A HUGE shock," Julie confirmed.  "I never would have imagined I'd work
a job like this.  My parents- oh gosh I hope they never watch this..."

   "How about a boyfriend?" Tess asked.  "Are you seeing anyone?"

   "Um yes.  I've been seeing Ryan for about four months now.  He knows
about Nude Secretaries Day but I told him not to watch this.  I'm just
worried his brothers- he's in a fraternity- and I KNOW that if any of the
guys at his frat house see me naked on TV I'll never hear the end of it."

   Tess looked at Julie, concerned.  "Don't worry, these interviews are
going to be edited down, so I can make sure you don't get much airtime if
the other girls are okay with getting more."

   Julie breathed a sigh of relief.  Tess asked her a few more questions
before telling her that their time was up and she needed to interview the
next employee.  Julie felt her nerves calm as she left the conference room,
relieved to have the interview finally behind her.

   Julie returned to her office to find Shari and Lori waiting for her.

   "Hey Julie, want to go goosing with us?" Shari offered.

   "Goosing?" Julie asked, confused.

   Shari brought Julie up to speed on the meeting she'd missed, and
proposed that the three of them go downstairs to goose the secretaries who
had been asked to remove their pants.  Although Julie had work to get done,
Barry waved her off and told her that until she found a cute bottom to
squeeze, her emails and calls could wait.  Having gotten explicit
permission from her boss, Julie agreed to join her coworkers for a trek
down the stairs.

   Vanessa was at the front desk as usual when Shari, Lori, and Julie
stepped out of the stairwell.  A television set near her desk was set to
Channel 6.  No doubt she'd been asked to keep it on in support of the day's
office visitors.

   "Morning, ladies," Vanessa greeted.  "Can I help you with anything?"

   "We're here to do some goosing!" Shari said, excitedly.  "Tell us where
the butts are!"

   Vanessa laughed.  "You're in luck!  I've seen plenty today!  Alexa was
by earlier and she wasn't wearing panties!"

   Shari and Lori looked at each other and grinned mischievously.  Shari
grabbed Lori and Julie's sleeves and pulled them towards the hallway.  As
they passed Vanessa's desk, they noticed the curvy receptionist had removed
her skirt, and was wearing only a pair of white panties and her heels below
her waist.

   "Vanessa!  You didn't have to take off your skirt!  You participated in
Nude Secretaries Day last year!" Shari said.

   The receptionist shrugged.  "I wasn't naked for that long.  I figured I
should take my skirt off, since the other girls did, too."

   "Well you better watch your butt, then!" Lori warned.

   Vanessa laughed, and the visiting secretaries continued down the
hallway. They passed Alexa Holbrook's office, and saw that she indeed was
nude from the waist down.  But being as the pantyless secretary was seated,
she was not an optimal goosing target at the moment and they passed her by.

   The tone in the downstairs offices was different today.  The women were
more nervous, but the men showed an excitability that previously only the
upstairs men had.  Male employees scurried down the hallway, gleefully
taking a peek at the semi-clothed secretaries working in the offices as
they passed.  Shari, Lori, and Julie heard a whistle as one gentleman
passed them.  That was a first; getting attention like that from a former
Martinez male employee.  It appeared that Albert's plan of teaching the new
employees how things worked at J.T.  Levinson was succeeding.

   It was when Sarah Chamberlain stepped into the hallway that the reason
for the change in energy became very clear.  As Shari suspected, Sarah
hadn't been wearing a bra, and after having taken off her dress, Sarah was
left in nothing but a thin teal g-string.  Shari was bit taken by the
sight; Sarah's breasts were indeed larger than Shari's, and she had them
bared in all their glory as she sauntered down the hallway.

   Male employees stopped in their tracks at the sight of her.  Sarah's
breasts had been quietly discussed, gawked at, and fantasized about for
years by the men of Martinez, Inc.  who had never imagined that they would
ever see such beauty out of a dress or blouse.  But today, Sarah's twin
mountains were on full display, out and proud.  Their magnificence was
enough that it was the men who were intimidated by Sarah's semi-nudity in
the office, more so than her.  She simply smiled at Shari and the others
before turning and continuing back to her office.

   Even Shari was struck by Sarah's beauty, and momentarily forgot that she
was on a mission.  Sarah's g-string left both of her round shapely butt
cheeks bare, and both looked so full and juicy that Shari couldn't decide
which cheek she wanted to pinch, so she settled on both.  Shari swiftly
crept up behind the busty blonde, and using both hands, gave Sarah a pinch
in the center of both butt cheeks at once.

   Sarah jumped, and turned to face her surprise attacker.

   "Gotcha!" Shari said, giggling.

   "Oh my God, you guys are so naughty!" Sarah said, blushing.  She covered
her silver dollar-sized nipples with her hands.

   "It's all in fun, sweetie!" Shari said.  Sarah scurried back to her
office while her well-pinched buttocks jiggled as she went.

   "This is fun!" Lori said.  "Who's next?"

   The three secretaries continued down the hallway, on the prowl for more
asses to pinch.  Julie caught sight of one in the supply closet.  Lauren
was inside, searching through the shelves at the various office supplies
that had been stocked.  Her skirt was off, and Julie could see she had on
sheer black pantyhose.  Amusingly, Julie noted that a Lego figure's head
was inside Lauren's pantyhose, right between her butt cheeks and peering
out at Julie through the transparent material.

   Julie crept into the supply closet and grabbed hold of the Lego figure's
head, tugged on in and let it snap back into Lauren's butt crack.  She
yelped and spun around to face Julie.

   "There's a Lego in your pantyhose!" Julie said, giggling.  "Our bosses
told us to goose you, and I saw the poor guy's trapped head, and thought,
why not?"

   "Do I really?" Lauren asked.  She dug her hand into her pantyhose and
removed the toy piece from between her butt cheeks and looked at it.  "Ah.
Captain Jack Sparrow.  Kyle's been looking for him.  I won't tell him I
found it in my butt!"

   Julie laughed and wished Lauren a good day.  She rejoined Shari and Lori
and informed them that Lauren had been goosed.  There weren't many other
secretaries out and about.  Most were in their offices; typing, taking
calls, and not presenting their bottoms in a way advantageous for goosing.

   "Well, maybe I'll have to come back," Lori said.  "Seems like you two
had more luck than me."

   "Don't worry, you'll get your chance," Shari assured her.

   They continued to check the offices to see what the former Martinez
secretaries had worn today.  Most had blouses on to keep their upper bodies
fully clothed.  Barbara Novakova had a pretty violet top on, with a
matching purple thong below the waist.  Kat Kirkland had removed her dress,
leaving her in just her bra and panties for the workday.

   Only one girl in the entire office had been unfortunate enough to wear a
dress with nothing underneath: Stephanie Brills.  The curvy brunette had
elected to go commando today, and after having removed her dress, was left
wearing nothing but her birthday suit.  The shy cutie had been cowering in
her office trying to stay out of sight, absolutely mortified to be the only
girl in the office in the nude- and it wasn't even Nude Secretaries Day
yet.

   There was little chance Lori would get a chance at Stephanie's bottom;
the bashful nude brunette wouldn't even leave her desk chair.  Discouraged
at their available options, the three visiting secretaries decided to
return upstairs.  As they passed Vanessa's desk, the gorgeous Latina asked
about their success.

   "Shari and I goosed two girls, but Lori couldn't find anyone
vulnerable," Julie said.

   "Oh, do you want to goose me, then?" Vanessa offered.  Lori and Shari
looked at each other, surprised.

   "Not very sporting if she lets you do it, but, what the hey, go for it,
Lori!" Shari said.

   Vanessa excitedly rose from her chair and bent over, presenting her
round shapely bottom for goosing.  Shari, Lori, and Julie were all struck
by how beautiful and toned the former bikini model's legs were as she bent
over without her skirt on.  Her silk full-bottomed panties hugged the
curves of her cheeks so nicely as well.

   Lori was almost afraid to touch such an exquisite form.  She wasn't sure
if her girlfriend would approve of her touching another woman this way, but
being as this was a work responsibility, Lori figured that under the
circumstances it would be okay.

   She reached out with her index and middle fingers, and gently ran her
fingertips up the back of Vanessa's thigh.  Vanessa held perfectly still
even as Lori's fingers rounded the curve from the back of her leg to her
inner thigh, and slid further up until they reached the base of her
buttock.

   Vanessa adjusted her stance so that Lori's fingers could slip through
the leg hole of her panties.  Lori poked her fingers through, and wiggled
them until her fingertips found what they were looking for.  She ran her
fingertips across the lips of Vanessa's labia, first the left lip, then the
right, and then the space between them.  Her heart was racing; no straight
woman had ever let Lori touch her this way, and even Shari was licking her
lips as she watched just how far between Vanessa's legs Lori's fingers
would slide.

   Lori decided not to be greedy, and after giving Vanessa's labia a quick
wiggle, she removed her fingers from the receptionist's panties and thanked
her for allowing the goosing.

   "Sure thing.  Hope you all have lots of luck today!" Vanessa said.  She
returned to her seat so the three secretaries could return upstairs, all of
them with their hearts pounding.

   "Well, uh, I guess I'll send an email out," Lori said, nearly
stammering. "And let the other girls know who's been goosed." She smelled
her finger and sighed.  Shari and Julie agreed that this was a good course
of action.

   They were about to head upstairs when they noticed that a new episode of
San Amaury Today was just beginning on the nearby TV screen.  Julie, Shari
and Lori paused just for a moment to catch the opener.  Tess Meadows was in
a yellow bikini sitting on a beach towel holding a romance novel in her
hands.

   "Don't you just love a good romance read?" Tess began.  "Nothing beats a
day at the beach like a good book while you soak up the sun!  Today we'll
tell you about the best new romance novels of the year, and meet some of
the authors who pen these deliciously riveting tales!  I'm Tess Meadows,
and this is San Amaury Today!"

   The show's intro music played before they cut to live footage at the
Channel 6 studio, where a secondary host introduced an author to discuss
their book.  It appeared that Tess had little involvement with the episode
beyond the prerecorded segments, but it was of course necessary for her to
give the Nude Secretaries Day episode her full attention.  Vanessa
continued watching while Julie, Shari, and Lori headed upstairs.

   Although the girls downstairs had become aware of the goosing assignment
the fifth floor secretaries had been given, they were not able to hide
their scantily clad and very pinchable bottoms indefinitely.  Over the
course of the day, the scheduled interviews with Tess Meadows required each
of the fourth floor secretaries to make a trip upstairs, and at some point
between the stairwell or elevator and the conference room where the camera
crew was set up, each secretary would feel her bottom pinched before she
reached her destination.

   Irvin's secretary and now wife Katie got the pleasure of goosing Alexa
Holbrook when she came upstairs, and Elizabeth Zediker had the privilege of
poking Barbara Novakova's thong-clad rear when the leggy Slovak beauty
passed by her office.  Heidi Thomas was left very red-faced when she
mistakenly reached up Vicki Meadows' skirt, not realizing that the
television executive was not a secretary at their company when she yanked
Vicki's underwear down to her ankles in front of her producer and staff. 
Vicki was thankfully very understanding of the mistake, but Heidi was asked
to keep her hands away from any other bottoms for the rest of the day.

   Despite this embarrassment, the big question of the day that had the
entire office conjecturing, was who would get the honor of goosing Miss
Stephanie Brills.  Word had already gotten around that Stephanie was
working the day in the nude, and shortly after eleven o'clock, Miss Brills
was summoned upstairs for a one-on-one interview with Tess Meadows.

   Men poked their heads out of their offices to get a peek at the
unclothed beauty as she passed down the hallway, covering her pale D-cup
breasts with one arm and her short trimmed pubic hair with her other hand.
Of course this stance left her behind undefended, and before she could
reach Conference Room B, it was Danielle Turner, the platinum blonde
secretary hired by Mike Delaney, who had managed to land a pinch in the
center of each of the nude beauty's exposed butt cheeks before proceeding
to swipe her fingernails up the full length of her butt crack.  Danielle's
quick maneuver earned an applause from the men who had witnessed it while
Stephanie skittered away, embarrassed.

   Of all the secretaries, Stephanie was the most nervous when her
interview began, but Tess was very kind and gentle with her interviewee and
made sure her cameraman showed only her shoulders and above.  Tess joked
and laughed with her and made Stephanie momentarily forget that she was
naked on camera.  When Stephanie headed back downstairs, Tess checked her
name off to confirm Stephanie had been interviewed, while Danielle checked
her name off to confirm she'd been goosed.

   At noon, a beautician from Posh Queen Spa arrived to begin performing
the Brazilian waxes.  Vanessa showed her to an empty office on the fourth
floor where she could set up a table, and Vanessa contacted the secretaries
one at a time to let them know when Asha was ready for them.  Channel 6 had
sent over an extra cameraman, so while the interviews were being conducted
up in Conference Room B, a second camera had been set up in the temporary
salon on the fourth floor to film the waxing sessions for marketing
purposes, and to help acclimate the ladies to being unclothed in front of a
camera.

   Albert requested that Asha wax the former Martinez secretaries first; he
felt that since they were the ones who were partially disrobed in the
office today, that they should be first to be treated by a esthetician. 
Asha began with Barbara Novakova, asking the eastern European stunner to
remove her panties so that the Channel 6 camera operator could take before
and after photos to show the effects of the waxing treatment, and to film
the waxing session itself.

   Asha waxed Barbara's vulva, inner thighs, and the area around her anus
while a cameraman filmed the process.  When the waxing was finished, the
cameraman took close-up photos of Barbara's genitals and anus, and Asha
provided her with a post-depilatory lotion to soothe her sore skin.

   Asha was able to wax most of the fourth floor secretaries as well as
Monica and Shari before she had to leave for appointments back at her spa,
but promised she would return before the 17th to treat all of the ladies
that remained.

   At three o'clock, the staff of the entire company was invited to the
Kennedy Room for a special presentation.  Upon arriving, Julie saw that the
room had been set up with a large screen and a camera.  She and the other
staff members took their seats to see what the Channel 6 crew had to show
them.

   "Hi everyone, I'm Josh Summers, a consulting technician at Channel 6," a
young, casually dressed man who looked fresh out of high school said.  "A
few of you this morning had questions about our censorship technology, so
I'm going to be showing you how it works."

   Julie looked on in interest, curious about what the demonstration would
entail.

   "First off, would Alexa Holbrook, Sarah Chamberlain, and Stephanie
Brills please join me up front here?" Josh asked.

   The audience went quiet as the three ladies emerged from their seats and
crept up to the front of the room.  Julie was certain it was no coincidence
that Josh requested the company of the three secretaries who were missing
undergarments.  Alexa, still naked from the waist down, covered her bare
and freshly waxed vulva with her hands.  Sarah covered her breasts and
Stephanie, being fully nude, covered her breasts and pubic area with both
arms as she faced her coworkers.

   "Hello ladies!  I've been told you three might be able to assist me
today since your dress- or lack of, can help demonstrate the abilities of
our little technology," Josh said.  "So, can you three stand with your arms
at your sides?"

   Blushing the, three women lowered their arms so that their private parts
were exposed.

   "All right, everyone take a look at the screen.  Look at those smiling
faces!" Josh panned the camera across the audience, and they could see
themselves up on the large screen.  Heidi waved at the camera, and upon
seeing herself on the screen waving, she waved back, and laughed as she saw
her screen self wave again.  Josh panned away from the audience and towards
the three semi-nude secretaries standing beside him.  They appeared
normally; their private parts uncensored.

   "Now, our censorship program is called BOTBAG- Blurring Out Tits, Butts,
and Genitals.  Thank you, I named it myself," Josh said.  He paused for an
applause, and heard a faint clapping near the back of the room.  He nodded
and continued.  "Now watch what happens when I activate it."

   Josh flipped a switch on an electronic box, and immediately, a blur
formed on the screen, concealing Alexa's pubic area, Sarah's breasts, and
Stephanie's breasts and pubic area.  The audience oohed in amazement.

   "Pretty impressive, huh?" Josh said.  "Move around girls, do a little
dance."

   Alexa, Sarah, and Stephanie looked ready to die of embarrassment, but
did as Josh asked.  They danced about, and despite their movement, the
BOTBAG kept their private parts blurred even as their breasts bounced and
their bodies wiggled about on screen.

   "Turn around, see how it responds to your butts," Josh instructed.

   The girls turned their backs, and the BOTBAG program blurred Alexa's and
Stephanie's bottoms, but not Sarah's.

   "Shake those asses, girls," Josh encouraged.

   The secretaries swayed their bodies and wiggled their hips, but no
matter how vibrantly they moved, the BOTBAG kept their exposed behinds
covered.

   "The AI recognizes bare butts as requiring censorship, but since it
recognizes the g-string covering Sarah's butt crack, it's programmed not to
censor her," Josh explained.

   Curious, Sarah pulled her g-string to the side, and marveled at how the
BOTBAG immediately censored her entire butt as soon as she did.  She spun
around and lowered her g-string, and the BOTBAG blurred her vulva
instantly, and unblurred the moment she covered it again.

   "Does it work on men?" Alexa asked, curiously.

   "It sure does!" Josh said.  "Any gentlemen volunteers want to help me
demonstrate?" He looked through the audience.

   "How about Matt?" Vanessa shouted.

   "Woo!  Matt!" Shari joined in.

   "Matt!  Matt!  Matt!  Matt!" Several more women cheered.

   "Where is Matt?  Come on up here!" Josh said.

   Blushing, Matt walked to the front of the room.  He looked around for
Monica, but she'd told him her interview with Tess was soon and she would
likely miss the presentation.  He stood nervously at the front of the room,
unsure if she would want him doing this.

   "All right Matt, these ladies bared all, are you willing to do the
same?" Josh asked.

   Matt shrugged.  "I don't see why not." He unbuttoned his dress shirt to
loud cheers from the women as he bared his chest.  He looked to the screen
and saw his chest was unblurred.

   "You'll see the BOTBAG doesn't censor male chests, only women's," Josh
explained.  "But, watch what happens when Matt drops his pants."

   Matt shot one more nervous glance around the room, unbuttoned his pants,
and dropped his drawers to his ankles.

   *****

   "Can you please state your name for the camera?" Tess asked.

   "I'm Albert Hosdale!" the marketing executive said.

   "Hello Albert, why don't you tell us a bit about yourself.  How long
have you worked at J.T.  Levinson, and how many secretaries have worked for
you in that time?"

   Albert cleared his throat.  "I've been here for a little over twenty
years," he said.  "In that time I've had seven secretaries on my payroll.
Some real lookers, too!" He chuckled.

   "Have all of them participated in Nude Secretaries Day?" Tess asked.

   "No, we didn't start celebrating Nude Secretaries Day until 2001 or so.
I've had three secretaries since then.  Real good looking babes, all three
of them."

   Tess smiled at Albert and ran her fingers through her hair.  He reminded
her of her stepfather, and like him, he had a similar roguish charm despite
his age.

   "Was it difficult getting these babes to work in the nude?" she asked.

   "Not really," Albert said.  "Valia was the first, she was a bit of an-
ingenue as you might say.  Peer pressure did the trick with her.  Teresa
was the second, I'd say the good pay was what got her cooperation.  And the
third, the secretary I've got now, is Monica Kelly.  She was VERY timid her
first year.  I was worried she would quit before we got to see her clothes
come off."

   "What do you think convinced her to do it?" Tess asked.

   "Well, the money partially, but I think it also had to do with the fact
that she had a little thing for Shari Kirshner for a while.  Shari's been
our secret weapon here at J.T.  Levinson.  She's really good at convincing
girls to take their clothes off and Monica was just one of many she's
charmed out of her panties."

   Tess giggled.  "And how many years has Monica been-" Tess' question was
interrupted by a knock at the conference room door.  "Just a minute."

   Tess opened the door, and none other than Monica stepped inside.

   "Well, speak of the devil!" Albert said.

   "We're filming Albert's interview, Monica, you're not due for another
ten minutes," Tess said.

   "Yes, but-" Monica stammered.  She didn't want to interrupt, and she
wouldn't have stopped by at all, but her interview was scheduled for right
after Albert's, so she felt she had little choice.  "It's three o'clock. 
Time for Albert to give me my afternoon spanking."

   "Oh!" Tess said in surprise.  She was about to tell Monica that the
spanking would need to be delayed or rescheduled, but realized this would
be an interesting talking point.

   "I can spank her while you interview me," Albert said.  "Come on Monica,
lay over my lap."

   Tess stepped aside to allow Monica to walk past her and bend over her
boss' lap.

   "Okay, so we have a new development.  Albert is about to give his
secretary a spanking, which, she gets every day, correct?"

   "That's right!" Albert said, and slapped Monica's bottom with his open
palm.  The cameraman adjusted the view to show Albert from head to waist,
so that Monica's butt would be visible in the frame.

   "So, how long have these daily spankings been routine?  Tess asked.

   "Only about a year now," Albert said, casually slapping his secretary's
behind as he spoke.  "But I've spanked her lots of times before that.  It's
a nice way to blow off steam and break up the monotony of the day."

   Monica squirmed about on Albert's lap, so he pulled her closer to his
belly.  Her pencil skirt was very short, and from the angle she lay on his
lap, it was possible the camera might have a view underneath.  Fortunately
she was wearing underwear today, but there was a decent chance the camera
could see it.

   "Do other secretaries get spankings too?" Tess asked.

   "Oh yes, lots of them," Albert said.  "Lori, Shari, Heidi, all of them
have gotten swats at some point.  Going back fifteen years, I think Glenn
Harlow was the first guy here to spank his secretary every day.  After
Diane McClellan retired, Krissy Spangler was hired and she's been filling
the role nicely."

   He gave Monica several more successive slaps on her butt.  She squirmed
slightly, still feeling a bit sore from her Brazilian wax.

   "Now, I see you have a wedding ring, Albert, do your activities here at
work create any issues at home?" Tess asked.

   "I keep my work and home life separate," Albert explained.  "My wife and
my daughter don't know anything about the Alpha-male type workplace this
is. My son, he's 23 now, he visited the office on Nude Secretaries Day once
a few years ago, and he's kept quiet about it from his mother and sister. I
don't expect they'll watch this program, but that was why I requested my
name and face be censored if this interview airs, just in case."

   "Of course, we'll see to that," Tess assured him.

   "Can I ask you a question, Tess?" Albert asked.  "What are YOU going to
be wearing come Tuesday, hmm?"

   "Oh, me?  I think um, my wardrobe manager picked out this flesh colored
bikini for me.  It's really sexy."

   "A bikini, huh?" Albert said.  "You know what I think you ought to
wear?"

   Tess blushed.  "I don't know," she said, lying.

   "I think you ought to dress the same as the secretaries.  Don't you
agree, Monica?" He let his hand hover over her bottom while he waited for
her reply.

   "Absolutely," Monica said.  "You'd fit in with us."

   Albert brought his hand down and spanked Monica again.

   "I don't know.  I can wear a lot of sexy things, but I'd be way too shy
to be naked," Tess said.

   "I think we need to have Shari have a talk with Tess, don't you think?"
Albert asked.

   Monica agreed.

   When his interview was completed, Albert finished Monica's spanking,
goosed her, and let her rise to her feet so she could pull her skirt down
and fully cover her bottom and upper thighs.  Once he left, Tess produced a
number of forms requiring Monica's signature.

   "Okay Monica, before we get started with your interview, I'll need you
to sign this release form," Tess said.  "Basically it gives us permission
to use your footage in whole or in part, on any broadcast we use in the
future, in any context we require.  Sometimes creative embellishment is
necessary, so we may portray events in this office a bit different from
reality.  By signing this form you consent to having your likeness be used
and potentially repurposed for any use Channel 6 wishes, be it advertising,
entertainment, educational, or other.  Please sign at the bottom if you
understand and accept the terms."

   Monica took a fountain pen from Tess' hand and signed her name to the
release form and the waiver that accompanied it.  After Tess filed away the
signed forms, Monica took a seat in front of the camera so Tess could begin
the interview.

   "So...  Monica Kelly.  Spankings, goosings, nudity!  How do you deal
with it all?" Tess asked.

   "I'll admit, it was a shock.  But I really owe a lot to my friend Shari
for easing me into the workplace culture here," Monica explained.  "She
taught me the fun of being a 'girl Friday' as she called it, and I've
really learned to enjoy it!"

   "Really?" Tess asked surprised.  "Are you pretty close with Shari?"

   Monica stopped.  She didn't know if Tess knew that she and Shari had
enjoyed a short fling a few years prior, and wasn't eager to share that
information with a media personality.

   "We're pretty close.  Friends- pretty close friends," Monica corrected.
"There's things I can't talk about with my boyfriend, so I'm glad I have
Shari to give me some perspective."

   "I've been told you have a nickname here.  Would you care to share it?"

   "Umm, it's 'Miss Tightbuns,'" Monica said, trying not to let the
embarrassment on her face show.

   "How do you feel, having a nickname like that?  Is it a bit
objectifying?" Tess asked.

   "It kind of is, but again, I've learned to accept those kinds of things,
since they come with the territory, you know?"

   "Yes, I think I do," Tess said, reflecting on her own career.  "So, what
other things 'come with the territory'?  Spankings, goosings- does it ever
go further than that?"

   Monica lowered her head.  "I...  had sex with a client.  I was asked- by
my boss- to take one for the team to help close a deal.  This was years
ago, before I met my boyfriend.  I wanted to show I was an invaluable
member of the team, so to make the client happy, I let him have his way
with me."

   "How did you feel about that?" Tess asked.

   "Used.  Objectified.  But not unappreciated.  Albert- well the whole
company actually- really made me feel like an extra important asset to the
company after that.  And even though I never agreed to do it again, it's
never caused any problems."

   "But you WERE asked to do it again?" Tess asked.

   "Many times," Monica said.  "Just two weeks ago, in fact, Albert
whispered to me during a meeting that a client had been checking out my
ass, and asked me if I'd be willing to sit on his lap with no panties on
during a meeting."

   "Just sit on his lap?" Tess asked.

   "I've been asked to do that a lot.  He wanted me to wiggle my hips,
tease him, you know.  I'm sure what he was hoping was that I'd let him give
it to me from behind.  I told him I had a boyfriend now and I didn't want
to be the company whore anymore, and Albert understood.  It was no
problem."

   "Sounds like a spicy workplace!" Tess exclaimed.  "So tell me: in five
days, you're going to be working naked.  How do you feel about that? 
Dreading it?  Looking forward to it?"

   Monica thought for a moment.  "It's always been a bit of both for me. 
It's scary.  It's nerve wracking.  But I always end up enjoying it in the
end.  I like feeling wanted, desired.  And it's how I met my boyfriend."

   There was another knock at the conference room door, and Tess gave an
annoyed sigh.  She opened the door only to find her mother standing in the
doorframe.  Vicki whispered into Tess' ear.

   "You'll want to come downstairs now." Vicki said.

   "I'm in an interview right now!" Tess said.

   "Matt Purcell is about to take his pants down."

   Vicki whispered it, but Monica still heard.

   "I apologize, but I will be right back," Tess said to Monica, and
followed her mother down the hallway towards the elevator.  Monica stayed
right behind them.  Monica took the stairs, while Vicki and Tess took the
elevator down to the fourth floor, and she stealthily followed them to the
Kennedy Room.

   She walked inside only to see Matt with his pants and underwear around
his ankles.  An image of him appeared up on the screen, with a blur
obscuring his private parts.  That blur did not exist in front of Matt's
actual penis, which hung out in full view of every woman in the company-
and Tess and Vicki.

   "Ooh mama, I want it," Tess muttered quietly, not hearing Monica
tiptoeing into the room behind her.

   Monica barged past her and marched up to the front of the room.  Matt's
eyes went wide as dinner plates as Monica grabbed his pants and pulled them
up, concealing his private parts from the audience's view.

   *****

   She had been giving him the silent treatment for most of the evening.

   "Are we gonna talk about it, or what?" Matt asked.

   Monica was in the bathroom brushing her teeth while Matt sat on the bed
watching television.  She walked out of the bathroom.

   "What's there to talk about?" she asked, her voice muffled by her
toothbrush.  "You showed your dick to everybody at work.  You think I liked
that?"

   "It was just...  part of the job," he said, his voice trailing off. 
Maybe it wasn't the best excuse.

   "It just-" she paused to spit her toothpaste into the sink.  "Stung me.
All those women oohing and ahhing over your penis.  Something only I'm
supposed to see."

   "How do you think I feel about you working naked?" he asked.

   That made Monica stop.  "You knew that was my job when you started
dating me.  That's different."

   Now it was Monica who was second-guessing her own argument.  She thought
for a moment.

   "Just promise me you'll steer clear of Tess Meadows.  She wants to jump
your bones and I don't like it."

   She walked to the edge of the bed and looked her boyfriend in the eye.

   "You got my word," Matt promised.  "And while we're on the subject, how
about you tell Albert he doesn't need to put his hands on your ass every
day?"

   "I'll see what I can do," she said.

   He pulled her close.  She was in a T-shirt and panties, and Matt could
see her nipples poking through the cotton material.  It was exciting him.

   Monica leaned in to give him a kiss, when a report on the television cut
in.

   "Next Tuesday, on San Amaury Today: a local marketing firm that has its
secretaries work nude!  Tess Meadows has the report!" a voiceover
announced. The screen cut to Tess.

   "It sounds like an adolescent boy's fantasy- an office that has its
beautiful female secretaries work totally naked, once a year," Tess began.
"Today I had the privilege of interviewing two dozen employees at a company
where this fantasy is policy.  Tune in next Tuesday at nine a.m.  for the
full story, only on Channel 6!  Back to you, Harry!"

   Monica looked at Matt with dread in her eyes.

   "Your family is going to see us on TV," she said hopelessly.

   "Hey, I'll tell you what," Matt said.  "I'll stop by the bakery before
work next Tuesday.  Early, before anyone gets there.  I'll take the power
cord for the TV.  They won't have TV for the whole day, my parents won't
see it.  I promise." t "And if they TiVo it?"

   "I'll stop by the house after they leave for work and cancel the
recording.  I promise, babe.  They won't see you on TV." He picked up the
remote control and switched off the TV.

   "Thank you," Monica said gratefully.  She leaned in and kissed him
softly on the lips.

   Mart returned the kiss, and placed both hands onto her ass, and squeezed
her butt cheeks through her panties.

   "Now, what do you say, we do some product testing for Channel 6's
sponsors?" He reached into the sparkling pink gift bag that Monica had
brought home from work and left on the nightstand, and he removed the
three-pack of Hammer condoms.

   "I'd like that a lot," she said, biting her lower lip.

   Monica pulled Matt's boxers off, and admired the large male organ that
lay before her.  She leaned forward and kissed the penis on the head, and
gave it several slow and loving licks up and down the shaft and across his
scrotum.

   Matt closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and slipped his fingers
into the waistband of her panties.  He slid his hand deep into the back of
her underwear so that he could squeeze her bare butt cheek.  Monica sighed
as she felt his palm work its way between her thighs and gently finger her
labia from the back.  She took the full length of Matt's penis into her
mouth and sucked it softly and sensually.

   When her lips and tongue summoned him to a full erection, Matt stopped
her and removed her T-shirt before pulling her panties down to her ankles,
leaving her naked.  Monica unwrapped one of the sample condoms and placed
it upon the tip of his penis, and rolled it down to the base.  With his
male organ completely encased in the latex prophylactic, Monica climbed on
top of her waiting boyfriend, touched the tip of his penis to the opening
of her vagina, and eased herself down to take him inside her.

   *****

   "So smooth!"

   Ryan swirled his fingertips around her groin, enjoying the feel of her
bare vulva.  Julie had just gotten her Brazilian wax the day prior, leaving
her private parts as smooth as silk.  She giggled as Ryan gently fingered
her labia and the skin surrounding her clitoris.

   "So you like it?" she asked.

   Ryan assured her he did.  It appeared she did as well, being as his
fingertips were growing more wet the more he touched her.

   "I'll get waxed more often then, just you for," she said sweetly.  She
looked at the sample condoms next to Ryan's bed.

   "We still have one condom left.  Want to do a quickie before I go in to
work?" she asked.

   "Nah.  I'd rather save it for when we have more time."

   "Maybe tonight, then." Julie climbed out of bed.  She wrapped a towel
around her torso and grabbed Ryan's toiletry bag.  "Taking a shower.  Join
me?"

   "Right behind ya," he said.

   Julie winked and sauntered down the hallway to the communal bathroom. 
It was still fairly early, and none of Ryan's frat brothers had apparently
woken up yet, so Julie had her choice of shower stalls to choose.  She
picked one and headed inside to clean her body off before her big day in
front of the cameras.

   It took nearly two minutes for warm water to begin flowing after
cranking on the shower nozzle.  Julie stepped under the overhead faucet and
let the flow drizzle over her body.  Soon after, she heard the bathroom
door open, and footsteps approach her stall.

   "Come on in, the water's warm," she said invitingly.

   The stall door opened, only for Julie to find the young man standing
outside her stall was not her boyfriend.  One of Ryan's brothers, Lewis,
she was fairy sure was his name, stared slack-jawed at her naked body as
she showered.

   "Oh my God, get out of here!" she shouted, frantically covering her
breasts and private parts with her arms.

   Lewis stared at her for three seconds, watching the shampoo suds
dripping from her hair, down her shoulders, and between her breasts, before
shutting the stall door.  She quickly finished her shower before Ryan had
even arrived.

   When Julie stepped out of the bathroom, Lewis and two other frat boys
loitered in the hallway.

   "Uhh, sorry," Lewis said.  The other two boys looked at the floor,
ogling her towel-clad body through the corner of their eyes.

   Julie hurried back to Ryan's room to get dressed.  To get there, she had
to pass through the main living room, where she saw the big screen TV was
on- and set to Channel 6.  Two of the Alpha Tau Zeta boys sat on the couch
eating bowls of Cap'n Crunch watching the morning news, while a bearded
dragon munched on mealworms from a plate on the coffee table beneath their
resting feet.  Julie gulped angrily and stomped to Ryan's bedroom and
arrived just as he was stepping out in his boxer shorts.

   "Oh, you done already?" he asked.

   "The TV is set to Channel 6!  You promised the TV would be off today!"

   "Hey, relax!  I'll make sure it's off when your show is on, don't
worry!" he said, as Julie pushed past him.  She quickly peeled off her bath
towel and slipped into her work clothes- not that she would be needing them
today.

   "Can you just do me a favor?" she asked, pulling her purple cotton
panties up her legs and around the curve of her ass.  "Text me today at
nine sharp.  CONFIRM that the TV is off."

   "Do you want to get breakfast?" he asked, watching her put on her blouse
and button it.

   "I'll just grab a coffee on the way," she said.  "Now promise me you'll
text me."

   Ryan's phone rang, and he answered.

   "Sup, Chris?" he greeted.  He listened into his phone while Julie
finished dressing and waited for his answer.  "Yeah, Ken and I can throw
in. What time?"

   "Ryan!  Julie repeated.  "Promise me!"

   Ryan nodded at her.  Julie huffed and walked out of his bedroom.  She
checked her watch and rushed out the front door.

   "See you later, Julie," one of the frat boys on the couch said, not
looking away from the TV.

   Pleased that her car was finally out of the shop, Julie got behind the
wheel to drive herself to work.  She could do her hair and makeup once she
got to the office, but there was one thing she did not want to do at work-
get her coffee.

   She made a quick stop at the corner coffee shop, only to find Mackenzie
Nesbitt was working the counter again.

   "Hi, Julie," Mackenzie said snidely as her former classmate entered.

   "Iced mocha latte," Julie said sharply.  "And secure the cap this time,
please."

   "Sure thing," Mackenzie said coldly.  "You must think you're really
special having an office job."

   "Not really.  It's just a job," Julie said condescendingly.

   Mackenzie looked her former friend up and down, and let her eyes linger
on Julie's skirt, which stopped considerably north of the knee.  Feeling
suddenly self-conscious, Julie took a seat at one of the tables to keep her
thighs hidden from view.  She waited nearly ten minutes, while customers
who had been behind her in line were picking up their drinks and leaving
before Mackenzie finally called Julie's name and handed her her icy
beverage.  Julie grabbed it and took off, vowing to find a new coffee shop
to frequent.

   She pulled into the parking lot of the Williams building only two
minutes to eight.  The Channel 6 crew was finishing an exterior shot
outside the building when Julie skirted past the TV workers and hurried
inside.

   *****

   A limousine carried Gabe and Tess from the Channel 6 station to the J.T.
Levinson offices.  While the television employees didn't get to ride in
such an extravagant vehicle every day, it was not uncommon for the studio
to splurge for especially high profile events.  While Gabe and Tess made
small talk, Tess searched through her small pink travel case.

   "Where is it?" she asked, frustrated.

   "Where is what, sweetheart?" Gabe asked.

   "My bikini?  The one I'm supposed to wear on air today?  It's not in
here and I know I packed it!"

   Gabe paused.  "I think your mother took it out.  She and I were talking
over the weekend, and we both think you shouldn't wear a bikini when you do
your Nude Secretaries Day report."

   "What do you want me to wear then?" she asked.

   Gabe looked at her, knowingly.  Realization came over Tess.

   "Gabe!  I didn't agree to that!  That's not in my contract!"

   "I- and your mother as well- both think this is for the best.  We'll
make some alterations to your contract.  You'll have more negotiating
power. But this program could be our biggest rated episode ever, and it
will have a much bigger impact if you- dressed the part.  It's nude or
nothing.  Your mother's words, not mine."

   "I want to talk to her." Tess took out her cell phone and dialed her
mother.  The phone rang several times.  Vicki hadn't specified why she
wasn't riding with them in the limo over, but had mentioned having to deal
with important business at the station and promised she would be at the
office in time for the broadcast.  Vicki finally answered.

   "Mom!  Gabe says you're making me do the show naked?"

   "You're doing a report on Nude Secretaries Day, sweetie.  Doesn't it
make sense?"

   "You AGREED when my image consultant said I should stay PG-13!" Tess
said.  She lowered her voice.  "Isn't that why you helped bury that s-e-x
tape?"

   Tess eyed Gabe, who was looking out the side window pretending not to
have heard her.

   "Tess, you saw the results of that online poll.  Fifty-six percent of
Channel 6 viewers voted 'yes' to seeing you naked!  We'd be idiots not to
do this show."

   Tess went quiet.  There was little she could say to her mother when
she'd made up her mind.

   "Besides, would it really be so bad for you to finally appear nude?"
Vicki asked.  "Maybe you'll finally meet some nice guy, get married, or get
pregnant!  You're not getting any younger."

   "Thanks for reminding me."

   "Well Gabe and I discussed it, so it's happening.  I suggest you get
ready." Vicki hung up the phone.

   Tess sighed and dropped her phone into her purse.  Perhaps it was
inevitable.  She'd continuously agreed to do sexier and sexier photoshoots
and news segments; putting her on a slippery slope that was going to lead
here eventually.  Tess resigned herself to the next phase of her career as
the limousine pulled into the parking lot of the Williams building and she
and Gabe got out.

   *****

   Matt could smell bacon and eggs frying on the skillet when he walked
through the front door of his apartment.  He followed the delightful aroma
to the kitchen, where he found Monica cooking breakfast in the nude.  She
looked at him and smiled.

   "Did you get it?" she asked.

   He held up the power cable for the bakery TV set, assuring her that
there would be no possibility of the bakery TV being operational during the
morning broadcast of San Amaury Today.  Relief washed over Monica's face.

   "You're the best!" she said.

   Matt walked up behind her and rested his hands on her bare hips.  "Mmm,
you're the best!" he corrected.  He kissed her softly on the neck as she
scooped a spatula full of hash browns onto a plate.

   "I think you should stay dressed just like this," he whispered into her
ear.

   "That's the plan," she said softly.  "Under my coat, that is."

   It was true, Monica would need to wear a coat to work, as it was quite
cold out.  But Monica knew it would excite Matt, and it would excite
Albert, if she wore nothing underneath.  The thrill of commuting to work
wearing only an overcoat, so that when she arrived at her office, she could
remove it and already be dressed in the appropriate attire for the day, was
sublime enough that getting dressed at home was unnecessary.

   Matt grabbed a strip of bacon from his plate and chomped it down before
taking a seat at the table.  Monica placed the rest of his breakfast in
front of him and took a seat across from him.

   "So, when you were at the bakery, did you happen to see if my name was
on the schedule?" she asked, spreading butter on her toast.

   "I did," Matt said, cutting his eggs with the side of his fork.  "It had
a question mark next to it.  I crossed your name out."

   Monica's face sank.  "Why did you do that?  I don't understand why
you're so unsupportive of your parents' business."

   Matt sighed and set his fork down.  "Because they're wasting their money
on a venture they know won't work.  Did I mention this isn't the first
bakery they owned?  They started one thirty years ago and they went under.
Now they're trying the same thing again like they haven't learned a thing."

   Monica stopped buttering her toast.

   "They didn't go under.  They sold the business because your mom got
pregnant with you," she said.

   Matt stared at her, perplexed as to how she could know this.

   "Your mom told me- by accident.  She asked me not to tell you because
she didn't want you to feel guilty.  Matt, your parents put their dream on
hold for thirty years to raise you and afford to put you through college!"

   Matt's face dropped.  "She never told me that." He stared at his plate,
no longer hungry.

   Monica finished her breakfast, and took Matt's plate, and wrapped it up
for him to finish later.  Matt said nothing as he put on his coat and got
behind the wheel of his Charger to drive himself and his girlfriend to
work.

   The Channel 6 crew was set up in front of the building when Matt and
Monica arrived.  Tess Meadows was still in her white skirt suit as she
prepared to record her show opener.  Monica didn't want to wait around to
watch her, but being as Tess was blocking the building entrance, she and
Matt had no choice but to stand to the side and wait for the shot to
finish.

   "Rolling in five..  four...  three..."

   "It looks like just another office building here in downtown San
Amaury," Tess began, motioning towards the large gray building behind her.
"But on the fourth and fifth floors of this building, right here at the
corner of Hallett and Fifteenth, is a marketing firm with a very surprising
annual tradition: one day each year, the secretaries come to work naked. 
Today, I'll be giving you an exclusive peek into the offices of this
business, and reveal the fascinating stories of the beautiful women who
uncover themselves once every year.  And to give you an honest firsthand
account of what it's like to work in an office building without clothing,
I'll be giving this report completely naked.  I'm Tess Meadows, and this is
San Amaury Today!"

   Tess did her trademark hair flip and Gabe called cut.

   "How was that?  Do you need me to do it again?" Tess asked, as Matt and
Monica walked past her to the building entrance.  She spotted them and
turned to wave hello.  "Hi Matt!" she said sweetly.

   Matt waved back to her and Monica pulled him by his sleeve into the
building.  They approached the elevator, where Sarah Chamberlain and
Vanessa Martinez were waiting for the doors to open.

   "Ooh, I'm so nervous!" Sarah said, shaking.

   "Did you wear clothes under your coats?" Monica asked.

   "Yes!  Were we supposed to be naked already?" she asked, growing even
more anxious.

   Monica shrugged.  "That's how the veteran secretaries do it." Monica
looked to the building entrance.  "Oh look, here she is."

   "Morning, ladies!" Shari said, smiling from ear-to-ear, as she always
did on Nude Secretaries Day.  No secretary was more veteran than Shari. 
She was most definitely nude underneath her coat.

   The elevator doors opened, and Matt, Monica, Sarah, Vanessa, and Shari
stepped inside.  They were soon joined by Mike Delaney, who grinned
boyishly as he checked out the coat-clad women.

   "All right, ladies!" he said excitedly.  "Who's ready to get naked?"

   "I am!" Shari said enthusiastically.  She opened her coat and to no
one's surprise, she wore nothing underneath.

   "Looking sexy as always, Shari!" Mike said.  "How about the rest of
you?"

   "Oh, I'm wearing clothes," Sarah said, defensively.

   "I am too," Vanessa said.

   "Not for long, you're not!" Mike said.  He turned to Monica.  "How about
you, Miss Tightbuns?  Got anything on under that coat?"

   Reluctantly, Monica opened her coat, and gave Mike a peek at her nude
body.  He grinned as she turned to show Sarah and Vanessa what she had.

   "Wow, Matt, you're a lucky man!" Sarah said, impressed by Monica's toned
figure.

   "And she's a lucky woman!  Did you see what this boy is packing?" Shari
asked.

   Matt blushed as Sarah and Vanessa nodded in agreement with her.

   The elevator stopped at the fourth floor and Vanessa and Sarah got out.
Sarah continued down the hall to her office while Vanessa proceeded to
remove her coat,as well as the rest of her clothing.  Mike held out his arm
to keep the elevator doors open as he gawked at the receptionist as she
undressed.

   "Mike, you've got all day to gawk at naked ladies.  Why don't we head
upstairs now?" Matt asked.

   "Just a sec," Mike said.  He waited until the Latina beauty's bra and
panties had come off and she took a seat at the receptionist desk in the
nude before he let the doors close.  "What a babe, huh?" he remarked.  Even
Shari and Monica had to agree.

   Once the elevator reached the fifth floor, Monica made her way to her
office, where she removed her coat and began her secretarial duties in the
nude.  The feel of her office chair against her bare legs, butt, and back
was a familiar feeling; it had been some time since the last time she'd
been nude in the office, but by year four it felt like home.

   Men passing by in the hallway peeked inside her office to ogle her, and
Monica smiled at them as she continued reading her emails.  Her phone rang,
and she picked up her receiver and answered in her usual professional tone,
"Albert Hosdale's office, Monica speaking."

   "Hey sweetcakes!  You remember what day it is today?" Albert asked.

   Monica laughed.  "Yes, Albert, I sure did!"

   "Glad to hear it!  I trust you're dressed for the occasion?"

   Monica rolled her eyes.  "Yes Albert, I sure am.  Did you call just to
confirm that I'm nude or is there something you need?"

   "Well, actually there is something...  Channel 6 sent us a fax.  Can you
check the machine and bring it down to the lobby here?  You won't need to
go outside, so no need for a coat.  Just come dressed as you are."

   "Be down in a jiffy," Monica said.  She ended the call.  After rising
from her seat, Monica strolled down the hallway to the fax machine and
checked the output tray.  A contract detailing the terms of Tess Meadows'
employment was inside.  Monica grabbed the contract when she felt a light
pinch on her left butt cheek.  She jumped, startled, and spun around.

   "Gotcha!" Amy Sandoval said giggling, pleased to have finally gotten
revenge for her goosing the previous week.

   Monica blushed as she acknowledged she'd gotten her due.  She took a
moment to admire Amy's body, now that she was seeing the sandy blonde's
body nude for the first time.  Amy was slim, with small breasts and pale
skin with pretty freckles all across her chest and legs.  As were the other
secretaries, Amy's vulva was smooth and bare thanks to her recent
complimentary Brazilian wax.

   "Hey!  What are you doing upstairs?" Monica asked.

   "I came up here to shoot a promo clip for one of the sponsors," Amy
said. "Just a quick little skit of me modeling some Dollhouse panties
before my boss pulls them down.  They'll probably ask you to do it, too."

   Monica shuddered.  "I hope they don't.  It's bad enough we have to be on
TV.  Now I have to bring this fax downstairs while I'm dressed like this."

   "Would it help if I went with you?" Amy asked.  "Might be less scary
with a buddy?"

   Flattered by the nice gesture, Monica let Amy join her in a trip
downstairs.  They took the elevator down to the lobby of the Williams
building, where the Channel 6 crew was wrapping up their intro shot and
preparing to head upstairs.

   The chatter in the room came to a halt the moment the two naked women
stepped into view.  Camera crew, production assistants, and producers alike
stood dumbfounded at the sight of Monica and Amy quietly clicking their
high heels across the tiled floor without a stitch of clothing on above
their ankles.

   Albert spotted the pair and summoned them over to the security guard's
desk, where he was speaking with Tess and Gabe.  Gabe's eyes went wide when
he caught sight of Monica and Amy's nude bodies approaching him.

   "Well hello, ladies!" Albert said.  "Gabe, this here is Monica and
Allie-"

   "Amy," she corrected.

   "Amy," Albert repeated, flustered.  "Two of our lovely and dutiful
secretaries.  This is Monica's fourth Nude Secretaries Day with us, and
Amy's first!"

   "Nice to meet you!  Gabe Hurwitz, Channel 6!" He offered his hand and
the two nude secretaries shook it.  "So glad to have you on the program!"

   "I am- just amazed that you are able to do this every single year,
Monica," Tess said.  "And Amy!  You are SO brave!  How are you enjoying
your first Nude Secretaries Day?"

   "It's a lot of fun!" Amy said.  She inched closer to Monica.  "I never
imagined I'd get to work in a office naked with so many other gorgeous
women!"

   "And if that paper in Monica's hands is what I think it is, this might
be Tess' first Nude Secretaries Day too, I believe?" Albert said.

   Monica coyly set the contract onto the security guard's desk.

   "Well, better get your signature on there, toots!" Gabe said.  He took a
pen from his suit jacket and handed it to her.

   "Has my mom reviewed this contract?" Tess asked.

   "She's the one who faxed it over," Gabe said.  "She's on her way.  She
just called and said she's got a special guest with her."

   "Special guest?  How exciting!" Albert said.

   Tess read her contract carefully.  When she was satisfied, she clicked
the pen and signed her name on the dotted line, and the future of her
career was sealed.  Tess Meadows was going to be naked.

   *****

   A second limousine pulled into the parking lot just as Julie entered the
Williams building.  She knew that someone important had just arrived, but
the heads in the lobby all turned to her when she stepped through the
doorway.

   "Good morning, beautiful," Gabe said to her as she stepped inside. 
Julie blushed.  Of course the men were more excited to see her arrive than
the VIP behind her, being as they were expecting to soon see her naked.

   "Good morning everyone!" she said, shyly waving.  Her attention was
drawn behind her when she noticed the leering men were now watching the
limousine parked in front of the building.  Vicki Meadows was the first to
exit the luxurious vehicle, but she was soon joined by none other than
Ronny Dee Harris.

   "Who is that?" Julie asked, confused.  She appeared to be the only one
in the lobby who did not know who he was.

   "Ronny Harris," Gabe replied.  "Receiver for the San Amaury Dragons. 
And Tess Meadows' ex boyfriend."

   Julie nodded.  She'd watched a few of his games with her boyfriend at
the Alpha Tau Zeta house.

   "Mr.  Harris!  It's a pleasure to have you with us today!" Gabe greeted
as the football star strutted into the building.  He extended his hand, and
felt it crushed under the weight of Ronny's muscular grip.

   Albert offered his hand as well, and winced when Ronny squeezed his palm
as well.

   "You just missed Tess, she's upstairs getting undressed," Albert said.
He turned to Julie.  "But this young lady can show you to her.  Julie,
would you mind showing Mr.  Harris to Conference Room B?"

   "Of course!  Right this way, Mr.  Harris."

   Ronny was eager to follow the lithe young secretary to the elevator,
where she pushed the button taking the two of them up to the fifth floor.
She said nothing after the elevator doors closed until the star athlete
broke the silence.

   "So, you a secretary?" he asked, winking.

   Julie blushed, and replied that she was.

   "Can't wait to see you out of that coat," he said, knowingly.

   "Yeah, I'm really nervous." She squeezed her latte tightly.  Ronny
looked strong enough to pick her up with one arm and throw her over one of
his broad shoulders.

   The elevator dinged and Julie stepped out, leading the MVP down the
hallway until they reached Conference Room B.

   "Here it is.  Tess is inside...  so I was told."

   Ronny didn't need to be told twice.  He opened the door to the room and
stepped inside, where Tess was already down to her bra and panties.  She
looked up at Ronny, shocked.  Julie shut the door and retreated to her
office.

   "Ronny!  What are you doing here?" Tess exclaimed.

   "Surprise.  Your mom asked me to come by.  I think she really wants us
back together."

   "She really wants you to knock me up," Tess clarified.  She folded her
blouse and skirt and tucked them into her travel case.

   "Wouldn't mind givin' that a try," he said.

   Tess sighed.  "Ronny, I told you.  I will NOT film another sex tape with
you!"

   "You also said you'd never do a nude shoot."

   "This was not my idea," she said.  She straightened her folded blouse
and skirt inside her travel case.  She was stalling taking the rest of her
clothing off, and Ronny knew it.

   "Here, let me help you." He grabbed the fastener of her bra and released
the clasp.  She squirmed, but pulled the straps from her shoulders and
removed the cups from her breasts, leaving her topless.  They were as
beautiful as he remembered; round and full double D's with perky pink
nipples.  He was pleased to see she'd been hitting the gym; her belly was
still flat and toned and the absence of tan lines around the curve of her
breasts told him that her bra had been coming off before her trips to the
tanning bed.

   "Just think about it babe, will ya?" he asked.

   Tess lowered her head.  She knew that Ronny would be needing a new
source of income given his impending retirement, and the publicity of a
leaked sex tape could open up some lucrative deals for the both of them. 
Still, it wasn't the trajectory Tess wanted her career to take.

   "If I change my mind, you'll be the first to know." With that, she slid
her panties to the floor and stepped out of them.  Ronny picked them up and
examined them.

   "Dollhouse panties?  You used to always wear Victoria's," he mused,
looking at the brand name emblem along the waistband.

   "They're sponsors.  Mom and I got a bunch of free pairs as a gift."

   Ronny nodded in approval as he examined the silky garment in his hand.
It was still warm from being wrapped around his ex girlfriend's tight young
ass.  He stole a peek at her lovely bare derriere as she strode towards the
doorway.  With her curvy hips swaying side-to-side as she walked, Ronny
held the crotch of the lacy underwear to his nose and inhaled.  The aroma
of her sweet pussy made his large cock twitch.

   Tess turned her head to look back at him and sighed.  He could sniff her
panties all he liked for all she cared, but he wasn't getting between her
legs today- no matter what he, or her mother wanted.  Tess let him have at
it as she stepped out of the conference room to give her report in the
nude.

   *****

   "Shy Is Sexy" was the slogan of Dollhouse's newest ad campaign.  Their
recent TV commercials featured female lingerie models bashfully attempting
to cover their scantily clad bodies from the cameras.  While other lingerie
brands featured confident women strutting unashamedly down the runway,
Dollhouse was running magazine ads showing blushing beauties posing in the
act of being caught unexpectedly in their undergarments to great success.

   Lynn Curry was the associate producer of sponsorship management at
Channel 6, and when it was decided that J.T.  Levinson's secretaries would
become the subject of the next episode of San Amaury Today, Lynn was
charged with hand-picking which secretaries would be modeling for
Dollhouse. Lynn reviewed photos of each of the secretaries, including some
of the nudes that had been taken on previous Nude Secretaries Days, and she
watched each of the interviews that Tess had conducted.

   By the morning of the segment, Lynn selected Monica Kelly, Julie Downey,
Amy Sandoval, and Stephanie Brills to be the models and spokesladies for
Dollhouse lingerie.  In Lynn's opinion, these four women had the "shy girl"
look that she felt the Dollhouse marketing team wanted.  After talking with
the J.T.  Levinson management, Lynn called a meeting with the four chosen
secretaries, to which each of them arrived in the nude.

   "Good morning ladies, how are you this morning?" she asked when they all
arrived.  The four secretaries quietly responded with their arms held close
to their bodies, and Lynn knew she had chosen well.

   Lynn explained the premise of the ad segment.  Each of the four
secretaries would model a pair of Dollhouse panties, and say the line
"Dollhouse panties look the best on my boss' office floor." Then, a man's
hands would be shown pulling her panties down to her ankles while a female
voiceover would say, "Dollhouse: Shy Is Sexy."

   "Do we have to show our faces?" Julie asked, still hanging onto hope
that she wouldn't have her identity revealed on air.

   "We can show you from the lips down," Lynn offered, explaining that it
was vital that the audience see that the secretary was the one speaking.

   The shy secretaries felt mildly better, but doubted they could keep
their faces off the air for the entire program.

   The ad segments needed to be filmed quickly so that they would be ready
to use during ad breaks between the show's live segments.  Lynn provided
each of the amateur models with a personal pair of panties to wear, to
which the nude women gratefully put on.  The remaining question was who
would serve as the hand models to pull down each of the ladies' underwear.

   Amy eagerly volunteered to be the one to remove Monica's, but Lynn had
to refuse her due to the fact that the segment required a man's hands to be
shown performing the panty pulling.  Inevitably it was decided that Albert
would be the man to pull down Monica's, Barry would have the honor of
stripping Julie, Amy's boss Bill Weiss would of course be the lucky manager
to relieve his secretary of her underwear, and Stephanie would be getting
her pretty bottom and private parts unveiled by her boss, Scott Redmond.

   A small crew shot the clips in fast succession, shooting Monica's,
Julie's, Amy's, and Stephanie's segments in the office of each girl's
respective panty-puller.  Lynn shot two versions of each skit, one showing
the secretary's full face, and one cropping the top of her face out. 
Julie's blushing cheeks when saying her line, and her complexion growing
redder as her boss peeled her underwear to the floor, clinched Lynn's
decision that she was going to have to show Julie's full face on air.  The
Dollhouse marketing team wanted shy, and Julie delivered oh-so-well.

   As the hostess of the program, Tess Meadows would of course have to do a
bit promoting Dollhouse as well.  Vicki suggested that Ronny Harris make a
celebrity guest appearance as Tess' honorary panty-puller, however Tess
requested Matt Purcell have the privilege instead.  The mother and daughter
bickered until Vicki finally relented.  They informed Lynn, who then spoke
to Matt to request his participation in the segment.

   Lynn also had to plan a series of segments promoting Hammer condoms.  As
it happened, Monica, Matt, Julie, and Sarah had used their samples over the
weekend and would be able to provide a testimonial.

   Lynn however, wanted something a bit more exciting than a testimonial.
Her plan for the segment would involve a secretary unrolling a Hammer
condom onto a male partner's penis, and filming his reaction as he
described the fit and feel to the camera.  Of course, Lynn hoped that
having a pretty naked girl next to him might entice the aroused gentleman
into taking the product for a test ride, and that in the throes of sexual
intercourse he might be coherent enough to provide a play-by-play
testimonial- right in the moment.

   Gabe and Vicki loved the idea, and gave their associate producer the
go-ahead to shoot.  All she needed were some volunteers.  Lynn inquired if
some of the panty pulling gentlemen might be willing to continue their
amorous encounters with the secretaries, but being as they were married,
they were reluctant to show their faces on television.  The only man in the
office who seemed unconcerned about his wife witnessing his televised
infidelity was Mike Delaney.  His wife had caught him in bed with other
women multiple times, and had yet to serve him divorce papers, so Mike saw
no need to change his ways.  Lynn offered Mike the chance to appear on
television with the secretary of his choice and he jumped at the
opportunity.

   Mike's secretary Danielle was one of the sexiest women in the company,
and his coworkers assumed he would select the leggy blonde bombshell for
the ad segment.  But Mike had spent the previous evening enjoying the tight
squeeze of Danielle's freshly waxed pussy around his penis after work, so
today he was in the mood for something different.  He'd had his eye on
Amy's ass for some time, and had tried to persuade the freckle-faced blonde
into bending over his desk many times since she transferred into the
building, but she'd always refused.  Today was no different, so Mike had to
continue prowling the office for a piece of ass that would spread for him.

   He ended up selecting Heidi Thomas for the task.  He hadn't laid Heidi
in several months, and the bubbly blonde from HR had a reputation for being
a very easy lay.  Her boss Rich Hetland encouraged her to spread her legs
often, so she had sexually satisfied most of the men in the office in the
two years she had worked at J.T.  Levinson.

   Lynn instructed Mike and Heidi to sit side-by-side in the conference
room, and provide a short introduction about Hammer condoms for the camera.
Heidi would then unzip Mike's pants, take out his penis, and cover it with
one of the latex prophylactics.  Mike described the comfortable fit as
Heidi climbed onto the conference room table.  Before long, Heidi's legs
were on Mike's shoulders, and Mike's penis was inside Heidi.

   Mike couldn't praise Hammer condoms highly enough.  He enjoyed a
mind-blowing orgasm while pounding young Heidi's tight pussy, and thanks to
the ultra thin latex, felt like he was using no condom at all.  Mike gave
Hammer condoms an A plus review, and Lynn recorded every second of his
satisfying experience.

   Lynn finished filming the ad segments just in time for the live
broadcast to begin.  From that moment forward, the spicy sights inside the
walls of J.T.  Levinson's offices would be on the air.

   *****

   Most days of the year, the number of naked women in the Williams
Building was zero.  While plenty of skirts, dresses, and low cut blouses
could be seen in any of the eight-story building's offices, bare breasts
and vulvas were normally never seen in the stark gray building's walls. 
But at the stroke of nine a.m.  on February 17th, the number of naked women
in J.T.  Levinson's offices numbered eighteen.  Eight of them were former
employees of Martinez, Inc., and with the exception of Vanessa, had never
been asked to work in the nude before.  Nine of them had worked for J.T. 
Levinson prior to the Martinez buyout, and had worked in the nude at least
once before.  And one of those naked women worked for Channel 6- and would
be appearing nude on live TV for the very first time.

   Jaws dropped when Tess Meadows stepped into the hallway dressed in her
high heels and nothing else.  She walked like an ethereal goddess; her feet
seemed to not even touch the floor as she strode down the office hallway
and stopped in front of the Channel 6 camera.

   "Wow...  " was all Gabe could say as the blonde anchor ran her nails
through her smooth golden hair to prepare for the shot.  If she was
nervous, she didn't show it for a second.  An intern handed her an
electronic earpiece, which she promptly placed into her ear with the grace
of a newswoman who'd done it a thousand times before.

   Vicki's heart swelled with pride as she admired her grown daughter's
spectacular body.  Every person on the scene, male and female, TV crew and
office workers, found it difficult to take their eyes away from the
gorgeous bombshell's nude body.

   Almost losing track of the time, Gabe checked his watch and saw it was
nearly time for them to go on air.

   "All right, I'll be in the van." With that, he headed to the elevator.
When he was comfortably seated in the back of the news van, the program
director picked up his microphone.

   "Testing.  Can you hear me?" Gabe asked.

   "Loud and clear, Gabe," Tess said, adjusting her earpiece.  Gabe looked
at the stunning babe on the monitor in front of him and felt the front of
his pants begin to swell.  It killed him to do it, but he flipped the
switch to activate the BOTBAG, causing a blur to appear in front of Tess'
beautiful exposed breasts.

   "Equipment is on line," Gabe announced.  "Going live in five...four...
three..."

   "And we are LIVE, here in the offices of J.T.  Levinson, where just
behind me you can see the hustle and bustle of this busy marketing firm!"
Tess began.  The camera followed her down the hallway as she spoke into her
microphone.  "The employees here are all hard at work, but today, things in
this company are a little different.  Let's take a peek into one of these
offices."

   The camera turned to reveal the nearest office, where inside, Monica sat
at her desk, typing away at her computer in the nude.

   "Hi!  Can you tell us your name please?" Tess asked, holding out her
microphone towards the unclothed administrative assistant.

   Monica looked at the TV camera and her face flushed red.  She was on TV.
Live TV.

   "Um, I'm Monica Kelly," she said, gulping.

   "Hi Monica, can you tell us why you aren't wearing clothing today?" Tess
asked.

   Monica mentally rolled her eyes at the question, since Tess was naked as
well, but gave the response she'd been asked to give prior to the
broadcast.

   "Well, today is Nude Secretaries Day, a special company holiday we have
every year.  So the other ladies and I are working without clothes."

   "How sexy!  How many years have you done this?" Tess asked.

   "This is my fourth year," Monica said.

   Matt watched the broadcast on the TV screen in the employee break room,
while Mike Delaney and John Burton sipped their coffee and whistled.  The
camera panned up and down Tess and Monica's bodies, showing off their
beautiful figures, but still keeping their breasts and pubic areas blurred
using the BOTBAG technology.

   "Boy, she's a looker, huh?" Mike remarked.

   "Who?  Tess?  Or Monica?" John asked.

   Mike eyed Matt with the corner of his eye and he and Mike laughed.

   Matt rolled his eyes as Elizabeth Zediker sauntered into the room.

   "Hey Legs!" Mike greeted the leggy administrative assistant by her
official nickname.

   "Excuse me boys, just need to grab some coffee stirrers," she said,
before making her way to the cupboard and bending over.  John, not wanting
to miss out on his yearly tradition of goosing every secretary, took the
opportunity to squeeze the left lip of Elizabeth's labia and give it a
quick wiggle and tug while she was searching through the cupboard.

   "Ooh!  You got me again!" she squealed, and spun around holding a
handful of stirrers.

   "You knew it was coming," John said, coyly.  Elizabeth nodded in
agreement.  In the six years she had worked at J.T.  Levinson, John's hands
had touched her lady parts more times than her boyfriend.  Mike gawked at
the hanging lips peeking out from between her mile-long legs as she
sashayed sexily out of the break room, before returning his gaze to the
television screen.

   "You ought to goose Tess, too.  On the air," Mike said, and Matt
couldn't tell if he was joking.

   "I bet she'd giggle like a schoolgirl," John replied, just as Vicki
Meadows appeared in the break room doorway.

   "What are we talking about?" Vicki asked, looking at John intently.

   John and Mike exchanged an awkward glance, neither wanting to be the man
to answer.  Vicki waited.

   "They're talking about goosing Tess while she's on the air," Matt
finally said.

   Vicki looked at John for a second, before responding, "okay."

   She turned to Matt.  "Here's the calendar I promised you." She handed
him a large colorful 12-month swimsuit calendar with Tess' beautiful
smiling scantily clad body on the cover.  Tess' autograph was scrawled
across the bottom with several hearts and x's and o's added.  Matt looked
at it, impressed.

   "Could I speak with you in private?" she asked, watching his wide-eyed
gaze across the photos of her daughter.

   "Uh, sure," Matt said, and led her out of the break room to his office.
As Vicki stepped out, she poked her head back in the room.  "Oh, and John?
Tess is most ticklish on the back of her thighs.  Right below the curve of
her ass."

   Now it was John's turn to have his eyes go wide, and Mike gave him a
grinning elbow to the side in congratulations.

   Tess moved on from Monica's office, and chatted with the other
secretaries who worked nearby.  The camera would first peek into each
office to show the working woman inside engaged in her daily duties in her
birthday suit, and then Tess would call her out into the hall where the
camera could get a better look at her body and so Tess could ask her
questions.  Gabe was ready with a few excerpts from the interviews recorded
the previous week to provide a bit of background information about the
secretary being presented.

   Tess spoke with Lori Peterson and Elizabeth Zediker before arriving at
Shari Kirshner's office, only to find it empty.  Tess and the camera crew
only needed to take a short walk before finding her in David Carter's
office, giving her boss a very intimate lap dance.  The sales manager sat
in his desk chair and had his hands on the busty redhead's hips as she
wiggled her butt against his groin.  Tess quietly narrated the dance to the
camera as David's hands wandered up Shari's sides and caressed her large
natural breasts.

   Gabe quickly ran an excerpt from Shari's interview in which she talked
about the annual tradition she had with David; giving him a sexy lap dance
every Nude Secretaries Day.  While the camera rolled, Shari stood up and
took turns resting one leg and then the other on David's desk so he could
fondle her thighs, then bent over to moon him before pressing her chest
against his face so he could motorboat her.

   David took his time sucking his secretary's big pink nipples, while
Shari stroked his erect penis, which had been protruding from the open
zipper on his work slacks the entire time she'd been grinding against him.

   When David had had his fill of Shari's knockers, he slapped her butt and
sent her back to work.  This gave Tess the opportunity to talk more with
Shari to give Channel 6's viewers an idea of just how a working dynamic
like this first occurred.

   Shari wiped her boss's saliva from her breasts and described to Tess how
she had begun the Nude Secretaries Day tradition eight years earlier.

   "So, one little bet over a football game, and you're dancing naked
nearly a decade later?" Tess asked.

   Shari shrugged.  "That's how it went down." She giggled.

   "Speaking of going down, I couldn't help but notice how smooth you are
down there!  Can you tell me where you got waxed?" Tess asked.

   "Of course!" Shari said.  "Asha from Posh Queen Spa came by last week
and treated us all to complimentary Brazilian waxes.  You can get one
yourself at Posh Queen Spa, at 8565 Aldridge Road next to the Burger Zone.
Mention you saw their ad on San Amaury Today and get thirty percent off
your next appointment!"

   "I'll be sure to do that!  That wax looks phenomenal!  Can I feel it?"
Tess asked.

   "Sure!" Shari said.

   Tess ran her fingers across Shari's vulva, and marveled at the smooth
texture of her skin.  As she did, John Burton passed them by to admire the
two naked women touching each other.

   "Oooh, that's a smooth pussy," John said.  He reached around Shari's hip
and ran his fingers up the opposite side of Shari's vulva where Tess was
touching.  "Very smooth."

   "Sure to please the man in your life," Tess said fetchingly to the
camera.  With that, John tickled the backs of her upper thighs, making the
naked newscaster erupt in laughter.

   "That's Posh Queen Spa, 8565 Aldridge Road, now available for
appointments!" Tess shouted, trying her hardest not to laugh while John
continued flicking his fingertips onto her thighs and the underside of her
buttocks.  "We'll be-hee hee hee- right BACK after the break!"

   *****

   Matt was open-mouthed and white as a sheet when he walked out of his
office.

   "Just think about it, okay?  Vicki said, following him out and shutting
the door behind her.  She smiled at him as he hurried down the hallway
towards Monica's office.

   He peeked inside only to find his girlfriend lying on her desk, with her
legs in the air and spread wide open.  Albert stood at the side of the
desk, thrusting his hips towards Monica's groin.  Matt stopped cold.

   What-" was all he could say.

   Albert turned around, and to Matt's relief, he saw the marketing
executive's pants were on and zipped.

   "Matt!" Monica said, closing her legs and hopping off the desk.  "We're
just rehearsing an ad segment.  It's a sex scene.  Simulated."

   Matt turned to his right and saw Lynn Curry seated in the corner
watching.

   "Well, we'll discuss that," the associate producer said.  She'd already
opened the box of Hammer condoms with the clear expectation that they would
be used.

   "Um, Monica, can I talk to you in private for a second?" Matt asked.

   "Of course.  I have some calls to return," Albert said, and retreated
into his neighboring office and shut the door.  Lynn reluctantly excused
herself as well, leaving Matt and Monica alone in her office.  She took a
deep breath.

   "I know this looks bad, but it's my job.  It's expected of me.  At work,
my body belongs to the company, at home, my body belongs to you.  That's
just how it has to be for now." She looked at Matt hopefully.  "Please tell
me you understand, I need this job and I need you, so we have to-"

   "Vicki Meadows just offered me $50,000 to get Tess pregnant," Matt
interrupted.

   Monica's mouth dropped open.  "Fifty th-"

   "-thousand dollars," Matt said.  "She'll pay it.  She wants a baby that
badly.  And Tess will only give her one if it's mine."

   Monica searched for the right words before settling on, "so how did she
take it when you told her no?"

   Now it was Matt's turn to stop cold.

   "I was so shocked, I didn't answer her at all.  She told me to think
about it and get back to her."

   "Well you need to tell her right now.  Right now.  The longer she has to
wait, the more upset she'll be when you finally tell her you won't," Monica
urged.  "Go on, tell her now."

   "Hold on a second," Matt said.  "She said I'm just going to be a sperm
donor, basically.  I don't have to raise the kid at all.  And this money
could really help out my parents' business.  Shouldn't I think about it?"

   "No!  You don't owe your parents anything.  It was their choice to start
a bakery they couldn't keep in business.  They shouldn't be taking handouts
from their son."

   "Monica!" Matt exclaimed, shocked at her sudden change of stance on the
bakery subject.

   "I can't believe you would do this to me!" Monica snapped.  "Get out of
here!  I need to get ready to film a sex scene with my boss!"

   Matt sulked out of Monica's office.  She is just upset, he told himself.

   He took a moment to think, and headed back down the hallway to tell
Vicki his decision.  It appeared she, and the camera crew, had left.  He
checked up and down the hallways and found no trace of the Channel 6 team
anywhere.  He stopped by Glenn Harlow's office, and found the gray-haired
marketing executive relaxing at his desk with his pants unzipped and his
erect penis inside the mouth of his beautiful nude secretary.  Matt was
about to leave when Glenn called out to him.

   "What you looking for, son?"

   Matt paused, trying not to stare at Krissy Spangler's bare bottom or
Glenn's penis peeking out from between her parted lips.

   "Uh, do you know where the crew went?" he asked.

   "I think they're filming downstairs for the next segment," Glenn said,
grunting.

   "Thanks," Matt nodded, and turned to leave.

   "Hey," Glenn said, stopping him.  "You can give her a goose before you
go."

   Matt looked at Krissy's ass, and hesitated.

   "Go on, she doesn't mind.  Do you, doll?"

   Krissy shook her head, and continued bobbing it up and down on her boss'
cock.  Matt noted in that moment that Glenn's wedding ring was missing from
his left hand, and he'd apparently loaned it to Krissy to loop her hair
through to keep her brunette tresses from hanging in her face.

   "Spread your legs, darling.  Give the young man a good view," Glenn
instructed.

   Krissy opened her legs, revealing her labia and anus for Matt's
consideration.  He examined her holes, and debated how best to proceed.  He
settled on giving the young brunette just a light pinch on her left
buttock; nothing too invasive.  He didn't pinch hard, just squeezed a bit
of cheek between his index finger and thumb and released.  Krissy didn't
allow the goosing to interrupt her task at hand: orally pleasuring her
boss. She simply thanked Matt between sucks and he excused himself from the
room.  He could hear Glenn sighing and filling the young woman's mouth with
semen from the hallway.

   It occurred to Matt as he descended the stairs that Krissy was the first
woman besides Monica he had ever goosed.  It was an odd feeling; touching a
woman who didn't belong to him, yet that made it all the more exciting. 
Matt felt his penis throb within his work slacks as he imagined the things
he could do to Krissy's ass.  He'd seen her anus, and it looked tight, and
she looked like a girl who was very eager to please- if he weren't dating
Monica.

   He arrived on the landing one floor below to find the crew getting ready
to roll.  Matt spotted Vicki, standing across the room on the other side of
the camera as it prepared to go live.  He stopped in the doorframe, not
wanting to disrupt the crew as they prepared to shoot.

   "Going live in five...  four...  three..."

   "And we're back, here in the offices of J.T.  Levinson on their annual
Nude Secretaries Day!" Tess said cheerfully into her microphone.  "Now the
women we're about to meet are a little less experienced than the ladies we
spoke to before the break.  These gals were employees of another company
that was just bought out this past year, so they're celebrating Nude
Secretaries Day for the very first time."

   As Matt watched Tess speak for the camera, he noted that she indeed had
a beautiful body.  She had breasts built for filling out a skimpy bikini
top, but they looked far better bare.  She spotted him standing in the
doorway and her light pink nipples stiffened.  She shot him the faintest of
smiles before turning to her right, where Vanessa Martinez was seated at
the receptionist desk.

   "How are you enjoying your first Nude Secretaries Day?" the reporter
asked.  She extended the microphone to Vanessa's lips.

   "I'm very nervous!" Vanessa said shyly.  "It's especially scary for me
because I'm the receptionist for the company, so I'm the first person that
visitors to our offices see."

   "Any surprised reactions?" Tess asked.

   "Quite a few!  I already had two people stop at this floor by mistake.
They looked very surprised to see a naked lady!"

   Tess laughed sweetly.  Matt watched her, impressed by the way she
endeared herself to her interviewees.  She truly was a darling girl, on top
of having a phenomenal body.  She would make a good mother, Matt admitted
to himself.  He admired her pert, suckable nipples and wide hips, and
acknowledged that she was physically up for the task of childbearing and
motherhood.  He even stole a peek at the lips between her legs and imagined
how they would feel as his penis slid between them.

   Matt shook his head and tried to purge the thought from his mind.  He
was here to refute Vicki's offer, not fantasize about it.  His girlfriend
upstairs was counting on him.

   "So I understand your father used to own this company.  How does he feel
now having you working here in the nude today?" Tess asked.

   "Well, he's watching now, so I'm sure he'll let me know very soon,"
Vanessa said, giggling.  "He was TOTALLY against it at first.  But after he
visited here last year, he saw some things that changed his mind."

   "Sometimes it takes just a little temptation to change a man's mind,"
Tess said, and for just a brief second, she turned to Matt and winked at
him.

   "Of course.  It's very difficult for a man to say no to a naked woman,"
Vanessa said.  "Even a woman he can't have- or shouldn't have."

   "Vanessa, I think I know exactly what you mean," Tess said coyly.  She
turned to the camera.  "Well, let's move on and meet some of the other
lovely newcomers here at J.T.  Levinson!"

   Tess made her way down the hallway while the camera followed.  Vicki
stuck close to the cameraman, making it impossible for Matt to have a
moment to confer with her.  He continued watching the broadcast from a
distance to see if he would get a moment.

   Amy and Lauren were in the hallway, so Tess approached the two of them.

   "Good morning ladies!  How are you enjoying your first Nude Secretaries
Day?" Tess asked.

   The rookie secretaries turned to Tess nervously.

   "Are- we on live TV?" Amy asked meekly.

   "We sure are!  Anyone watching you want to say hi to?" Tess asked.

   Amy shook her head.

   "My husband Sean, hi honey!" Lauren said, waving.  She'd warmed up to
the camera more than she'd expected.

   "Lauren, you mentioned in your interview that you were dreading telling
your husband you were going to be nude on live TV.  How did he react when
you finally told him?" Tess asked.

   "He was surprisingly okay with it!" Lauren said.  "Not happy though,
just- I think he was uneasy about me being around so many men.  He can be
the jealous type when-"

   John Burton, who'd been prowling the hallway for butts ripe for goosing,
took that moment to slip his fingers between Lauren's butt cheeks and
nuzzle her anus with his fingertips, making her jump in surprise.  He
immediately did the same to Amy, and after making both naked ladies squeal,
he scurried away, chuckling to himself.

   "-when things like that happen!" Lauren said, shocked.  She turned to
the camera.  "Sorry honey, these guys can be very grabby!"

   "I imagine you have a lot of close encounters with men today, hmm?" Tess
asked.

   Lauren agreed.

   "Not just men," Amy added.  "I was surprised at how handsy women at this
company can be too!  Not that I mind..."

   "Ooh, I guess the allure of naked women isn't limited to men, huh?" Tess
said.  "Does it ever go beyond just touching?"

   Amy shrugged.  "Well, I'm hoping!  I've heard some pretty wild stuff
happens upstairs!"

   "We definitely want to get a peek at that!" Tess said.  She turned to
the camera.  "After the break, we'll be coming back to show you some of the
steamier sights of working in an office with nude secretaries, and you'll
see what happens when touching turns to [EXPLETIVE DELETED]."

   Tess winked at the camera, and continued, "but we can't forget the
importance of safety, which is why you should always use a trusted brand
like Hammer for safe sexual activity.  Available in six unique flavors to
enhance your oral experiences, in both ribbed and unribbed varieties!  Try
one out, and you'll see why men and women alike are in L-O-V-E with Hammer
condoms!  Available at a pharmacy or drugstore near you.  You'll never hit
harder than you will with Hammer!"

   The station cut to a commercial, and Tess' face relaxed.  Matt took the
opportunity to approach Vicki.

   "All right let's head upstairs for the next segment.  It's about to get
raunchy in here!" Vicki instructed the camera crew.  They immediately
followed Tess up the stairway while Matt tapped Vicki on the shoulder.

   "Hi Matt, have you made a decision?" she asked.

   "Yeah, I just wanted to say-"

   Matt was interrupted when Vicki's cell phone vibrated.  She took the
phone from her belt clip and looked at the screen.

   "Just a moment, I have to take this," the executive said, and answered.
"Yes.  Gabe is down in the van, let me go talk to him."

   Vicki hurried to the elevator, holding her phone to her ear, leaving
Matt standing alone in the hallway.  It appeared that now was a far too
busy time for him to be discussing personal business with a television
executive, so he elected to put off their conversation until later.  He
headed back upstairs, and hoped that Monica would be understanding.

   *****

   "Hi, you've reached Ryan, sorry I can't get to the phone right now- but
if you leave me your name and-"

   "Damn it, Ryan!  Where are you?" Julie fumed, and slammed her phone down
onto the receiver.

   She glanced at the clock on her computer.  It was 9:23, nearly a
half-hour after her boyfriend had promised to text her, and he'd not only
forgotten, but failed to answer any of the numerous calls she'd made to
him. She didn't want to, but there was another way she could confirm the TV
in the frat house was turned off, or at least, not set to Channel 6.  And
that was to call the frat house.

   It was an option she didn't want to consider, but with Ryan ghosting
her, she saw no option.  She dialed the house phone.  A tired sounding male
voice answered.  Julie cleared her throat.

   "Hello?  This is Julie Downey.  Is Ryan there?"

   "Oh hey, Julie." She recognized the voice as Andrew Travis, one of
Ryan's brothers.  "Yeah, Ryan's not here.  He left like, twenty minutes
ago, I think.  Grocery shopping.  It's gonna be a while.  We need a lot of
groceries."

   "Okay," Julie said, feeling calmer.  She heard a voice in the
background. She remained quiet, trying to hear what it was saying.

   "-pharmacy or drugstore near you!  You'll never hit harder than you will
with Hammer!"

   Julie felt her blood go cold.  That slogan was all too familiar to her.

   "What's that sound in the background?" she asked, her voice shaking. 
"You watching something?"

   "Huh?  Oh no we got the radio on.  That's all."

   "The radio?  Oh, I just thought-"

   "Listen Julie, I'll tell Ryan you called.  I got to go, bye." He hung
up. Julie looked into the phone, confused.

   It was possible Andrew was telling the truth.  It was also possible that
the Alpha Tau Zeta boys were watching San Amaury Today and excitedly
waiting to see their frat brother's nude girlfriend appear on live TV. 
Julie had no way of knowing for sure, and Ryan wasn't giving her any
assurances.  She had only one way now to be certain.

   Julie grabbed her coat and was about to wrap it around her naked body
when Shari popped into her office door and said, "meeting in five."

   Julie looked at her online day calendar and saw that indeed, there was a
meeting scheduled for 9:30.  Julie cursed, hoping to duck out of the office
for a short while unnoticed.

   "You have somewhere to be?" Shari asked.

   Julie sighed, and pulled her coat over her shoulders protectively.

   "My boyfriend was supposed to text me at nine to confirm the TV at his
frat house is off.  I don't want his brothers seeing me naked on TV.  He's
not answering his phone and I'm freaking out."

   "Sweetie, sweetie!  There's nothing wrong with anyone seeing you on TV,
naked or not!  Be proud of yourself!" Shari cupped her hands to Julie's
nervous face.

   "I AM proud," Julie clarified.  "I just don't want to deal with the
drama those guys bring.  They won't shut up about my sexy body every time I
go over there."

   "Maybe...  that could be a good thing?" Shari suggested.  "You're a
good-looking girl, Julie.  You deserve some male attention."

   Shari pulled open Julie's coat, uncovering the young brunette's breasts.
"Such pretty titties.  A real shame the TV station has to censor them. 
Every frat boy in the world should get to see these beauties." She swirled
her thumbs around Julie's light brown nipples and smiled.

   Julie rose from her chair, leaving her coat behind her and now filled
with a newfound sense of confidence.  She followed Shari out of her office
and down the hallway towards the conference room.  They made it three steps
before a nearby voice made Shari stop in her tracks and spin around, and
look at the man down the hallway behind her.

   "That's Ronny Harris," Shari said.  Her hero was standing just a stone's
throw away from her, flirting with one of her fellow secretaries.

   "Oh.  Yeah.  He came in the limo with Vicki this morning.  I hear she
wants him and Tess to get back together," Julie said.

   "Ronny Dee Harris is in our office right now!" Shari said, squealing
with delight.  "I can't believe I'm going to be naked in front of him. 
Does my hair look okay?"

   "It looks FINE!  Come on, we'll be late to the meeting," Julie said. 
She made her way into the conference room with Shari skipping excitedly
behind her, and repeatedly glancing over her shoulder to get another peek
at the football star.

   They arrived in the conference room only to find there were only ten
chairs put out around the table, and most of the managers had taken seats
in them.  The secretaries stood to the side, unsure of where they were
supposed to sit.

   "Come on in, ladies.  We're going to do a meeting today with the
secretaries seated on their bosses' laps," Irvin said.  "The TV crew will
be by; we want you all to give your butts a little wiggle when the camera
is on you.  We want to show the viewers what a sexy workplace this is."

   Julie and Shari made their way around the table to where their
respective bosses were seated.  Julie noted to her dismay, that Barry's
pants were unzipped and his penis was protruding from the opening.  He
patted his thighs, inviting her to take a seat.  Reluctantly, she took a
seat on the older man's lap and immediately felt his penis begin to swell
when her buttocks pressed against it.

   The other secretaries arrived, and each took a seat on her boss' lap. 
Monica sat upon Albert's lap, Lori Peterson sat upon John Burton's, until
all off the fifth floor secretaries had their bare butts planted right
where their bosses wanted them most.

   Matt was the only attendee present who did not have a secretary, and
consequently, he sat in a chair to himself while giving Albert the
stink-eye.

   Irvin Halliwell looked around the room, and seeing all were present,
gave his wife a slap on the butt to signal her to stand so he could take to
his feet as well.

   "Good morning everyone, so you all know, Hammer is considering hiring us
for their next marketing campaign!"

   "Woo!" Shari cheered, waving her arms above her head.  David rested his
hands on her hips to enjoy the movement of her body.

   "Hammer is asking us to come up with potential new slogans," Irvin
explained.  "'You'll never hit harder than you will with Hammer' has worked
well for them for over fifteen years, but now that we're on the cusp of a
new decade, they're thinking of moving in a new direction.  Any ideas?"

   "When you want to get nailed, use Hammer!" Mike Delaney suggested.

   "Ooh I like that!" Danielle said.  She turned around to give Mike a
sweet smile.  He rubbed her thighs with his palms while she wiggled her
butt against his groin.

   "Strong and Steady!" Shari pitched.

   "That could work, too.  Katie, would you write these down?" Irvin asked.

   Irvin's wife grabbed a dry erase marker and wrote Mike and Shari's
suggested slogans on the whiteboard.

   "I want all you ladies to keep an eye on Katie's ass, okay?" Irvin
instructed.  "When she starts to wiggle, I want you all to do the same."

   The meeting attendees pitched a few more slogans, and Katie continued
writing them on the board, feeling all the eyes in the room on her bottom
as she wrote.  After Katie scrawled down a few more suggestions, Tess
Meadows entered the conference room carrying her microphone, followed by
the camera crew.

   "And here is the conference room, where you can see these marketing
managers hard at work, with their lovely nude secretaries seated right on
their laps!" Tess said.

   Katie continued writing, and as she wrote, she swayed her hips back and
forth.  The other secretaries did the same, wiggling their butts against
their bosses' laps.

   The movement triggered an instant reaction.  Julie felt Barry's penis
swell even harder; pushing its way between her butt cheeks.  Monica edged
forward enough that Albert's penis was up against her back; pushing against
the base of her spine.  Danielle had her thighs parted just wide enough
that Mike's penis was ever-so-gradually easing its way between her pussy
lips.

   "Look at these girls wiggle!" Tess exclaimed.  She walked up to Eric
Harborne.  "Is this girl driving you nuts?" She held her microphone out to
Eric's mouth.

   Eric nodded, sighing happily as Elizabeth Zediker rubbed her ass cheeks
against his groin.  He was getting major wood, and regretted not unzipping
his pants like the other managers.

   Tess moved on to the next seat.

   "How about you, Krissy?  Can you tell me what you're feeling right now?"

   Krissy Spangler had her eyes closed, but she sensed when the microphone
was near her mouth and responded, "A hard [EXPLETIVE DELETED] in my
[EXPLETIVE DELETED]." She continued bouncing up and down on Glenn Harlow's
hard cock, letting the juices of her wet pussy soak the crotch of his
slacks.

   "Ooh, this is getting REALLY dirty!" Tess said, impressed.  "Too bad we
can't air that reply, but I think we all know what she said!"

   Tess approached the next chair, where Julie was seated.  She froze,
being hit by panic upon realizing her face and censored body were now on
live TV.

   "How about you, Julie?  Any strange sensations back there?" Tess asked.

   Julie frantically shook her head, reminding Tess of her request not to
have her face on TV.  Tess took the reminder, and moved on to Shari.

   "Any other suggested slogans?" Irvin asked, attempting to continue the
meeting.  Gabe had asked him beforehand to proceed as if the camera were
not present.

   "Just hit it!" Barry suggested.

   "Protect your tool!" Matt pitched.

   "Or, 'pound with protection,'" John Burton said.

   Katie scrawled the suggestions on the board below the others.  The
slogans got raunchier the more the women wiggled their asses, and the
erections grew fuller and taller.  Julie could feel Barry's penis beginning
to press against her anus, so she scooted her butt backward against his
belly so that his staff poked out from between her thighs.

   The full length of John Burton's penis had slipped completely inside
Lori Peterson's rectum, but the dutiful lesbian secretary continued
wiggling her hips side-to-side to ensure her aroused boss was enjoying
himself in her back door.  Mike Delaney had fully penetrated Danielle
Turner's vagina, and the platinum blonde babe was now bouncing up and down
emitting excited yelps each time he thrust his hips upwards.

   David Carter's erection had grown sideways after Shari had taken her
seat, but she adjusted her stance so that he could work it inside her warm
wet pussy.  Her large H-cup breasts jiggled wildly as the curvy redhead
bounced about on her boss' hard cock.

   The cameraman panned his camera around the room, pausing for a few
seconds on each secretary's face as she reacted to her boss' reaction to
her wiggling derriere.  Julie didn't want to admit it, but she was actually
growing a bit wet as Barry's penis rubbed against her labia hot dog style.
Although he wasn't penetrating her vagina, each movement of her hips
enabled his penis to embed itself a bit deeper between her lips.

   "Any other suggestions?" Irvin asked.

   "Swing safely!" David called out, despite the sexual excitement he was
feeling at Shari's bouncing.

   "I've got a suggestion," Albert said.  His penis wasn't inside Monica,
but it was leaking precum at the tip and rubbing against the small of her
back like a windshield wiper as she wiggled.  "Is Hammer looking for a new
spokesman, by any chance?"

   "They didn't mention it, but that's the sort of thinking we need to be
doing," Irvin said.

   "Well Ronny Harris is here, and I've been told he's looking to do some
endorsement work.  Have we considered bringing him in?" Albert asked.

   "Oh!" Julie called out in shock.  A dollop of semen had just burst from
the tip of Barry's penis, and had spilled out onto the surface of her
thighs.  The cool goo dribbled down her legs threatening to stain Barry's
slacks or the carpet below.  Julie took to her feet and asked to be excused
to the ladies' room.

   "Of course, dear," Irvin said.  "If you see Ronny, would you mind
sending him in here?"

   Julie nodded, and waddled towards the doorway, holding her hands to her
thighs to keep the semen from dripping to the floor.

   "Let me help her," Monica said, and followed Julie out of the conference
room.  Matt looked at the streak of precum on Monica's backside and fumed.

   The camera panned back to Tess, who stood with her back to the wall,
smiling.

   "As you can see, things get pretty steamy in meetings here at J.T. 
Levinson!  But how do things get behind closed doors?  We'll give you an
exclusive peek right after the break!  But first, I think I want to get in
on this action!"

   She walked up to Matt, the only member of the sales team who hadn't had
a girl in his lap during the meeting.

   "Do you mind?" she asked, reaching for his zipper.

   Matt glanced at Albert, and then back at Tess, and nodded yes.  The
beautiful blonde reporter opened his zipper, and pulled his penis out of
his pants.  With his blurred member on camera, Tess took a seat on the
handsome manager's lap and wiggled her butt as the secretaries had.

   "Woo!  The girls have a lot of fun here!  We'll be right back after a
word from our sponsors!"

   *****

   Most of the attendees had returned to their offices when Irvin adjourned
the meeting.  Shari stayed behind, just a few minutes longer, until she had
an opening to approach Ronny Harris.  He'd just finished discussing a
possible endorsement deal with Irvin and Albert when the short redhead
tapped his muscular arm and let out a quiet, "hi."

   "Hi yourself," the football hero said, turning and admiring her shapely
figure.  He took a step backward to get a better look at her.

   "I'm Shari.  Big fan," she said, letting out a giggle.

   "I'm a big fan of yours now, too," he said, impressed.  Shari was all
curves, head to toe.  "You really come to work naked like this?  Every
year?"

   "Every year!" she said.  "And it's all thanks to you, believe it or
not!"

   "Me?  What you talking about?" He was sure she was shining him on, but
was curious to hear what she would say.

   "You're the reason we have this holiday every year!" Shari said.  "Way
back before we first started this, my boss and I had a little bet going.  I
said if you didn't crush Minnesota, I'd work naked for a whole day."

   Realization came over the athlete's face.

   "And that was the game when Dalton Jacobs tackled you ten yards short of
the end zone!" Shari said, blushing.

   Ronny blushed too.  He wasn't proud of that game.

   "I had to work an entire day naked because of that.  The other girls
felt so bad for me, they worked naked too, out of solidarity," Shari said.
"Our annual tradition started after that.  So yes, if you'd made that
touchdown, I'd be wearing clothes right now.  Nude Secretaries Day exists
because of you!"

   "Shit," Ronny said.  "If I'd known that, I'd have fumbled way more
times."

   Shari laughed.

   "You're still my hero, Ronny!  I'm glad I got to finally meet you!  And
work with you, maybe?"

   Ronny shrugged.  "I don't know.  If this deal goes through, maybe.  The
media is saying I'm a has-been.  Now I'm retired, Tess is the only reason
anyone knows who I am."

   Shari touched Ronny's arm, and stepped closer to him.

   "It's a shame she wouldn't release that sex tape.  Publicity like that
could have skyrocketed your career."

   "Yeah, I was hoping." He looked at Shari, who was smiling and running
her fingertips up his forearm.

   "Maybe if you made ANOTHER sex tape?  One with a girl who let you
release it, do you think that might help?" she asked.

   Ronny grinned.  "I think that might help a lot."

   "Well, I'm a secretary.  Helping is my job."

   Shari stepped even closer to him, close enough that her breasts were
pressed against his chest.  She leaned towards him, and whispered into his
ear.

   "Let me help you, Ronny.  My office.  Five minutes."

   *****

   When Julie had finished wiping her boss' semen from her legs, she
grabbed the coat from her office chair and wrapped it around her nude body.

   "You leaving?" Monica asked, as she stepped into Julie's office with a
few more paper towels for her to use.

   "I have to run out for a bit.  Do you think you can cover for me?  Just
a half hour, I hope."

   "No problem," Monica assured her.

   "Thanks I owe you one." Julie hurried towards the elevator, checking the
clock on her cell phone as she scurried along.  She hoped she'd be able to
make it to her boyfriend's frat house before ten; enough time to confirm
that the TV was off during the broadcast.  She noted, while checking the
time, that she had two missed calls from her mother, both from the past
fifteen minutes.  A knot formed in her stomach as she pondered the reason
for her mother's calls.  She ignored the messages for now and focused on
getting to the frat house.

   Traffic in downtown San Amaury was lighter than it had been earlier in
the morning, now that the morning rush hour was nearing an end.  Everyone
must be home watching the morning news shows, Julie mused to herself.

   She arrived at the Alpha Tau Zeta house in nearly ten minutes and was
relieved to see both Ryan's car among the vehicles in the driveway as well
as ten minutes left until ten o'clock on her phone clock.  If the boys were
watching San Amaury Today, they certainly would have not turned off the
television set yet.

   She hurried up the front steps and tried the front door, and to her
surprise, it was unlocked.  Not bothering to knock, Julie opened the front
door and stepped inside.

   Relief washed over her to find the television in the living room had a
video game up on the screen.  Ken Holland and Rob Guinley were immersed in
a battle to see which of them could run the other's racecar off the course,
claiming the finish line for himself.  Neither of them looked up when she
entered the house, but Andrew Travis looked to her with shock on his face.

   "Julie!  What are you doing here?"

   "I need to talk to Ryan.  He won't answer his phone." She walked towards
the hall.

   "He's not here right now," Andrew said frantically, following her.

   Julie stopped.  She looked at him.

   "His car's in the side lot," she said, and continued walking.

   "He borrowed the van," Andrew said, still following her as she continued
down the hallway until she reached Ryan's bedroom.  She knocked on the
door.

   "I told you, he's not here," Andrew said again.

   Julie shrugged and took the keys from her coat pocket, and unlocked
Ryan's bedroom door.

   Ryan was indeed inside, and he was in bed with Mackenzie Nesbitt.  Both
of them appeared to be naked, and watching the current episode of San
Amaury Today on Ryan's television screen.  The wrapper of the last sample
condom Julie had brought home from work was opened and empty and resting on
Ryan's nightstand.

   "Julie!  What the f- what are you doing here?" he shouted.

   "You ASSHOLE!" Julie seethed.

   Andrew ran up behind her.

   "Sorry bro, I tried to stop her," he said apologetically.

   Mackenzie giggled.  "Shouldn't you be back in your office, Julie?  It's
Nude Secretaries Day."

   Julie felt her heart sink as she glanced at the TV and saw her own face
on the screen.

   "Oh my God, you were watching?" Julie screamed.

   "Dollhouse panties look the best on my boss' office floor!" Mackenzie
said, mimicking Julie's voice.

   Julie stared at the TV screen in horror, watching her onscreen self
answer Tess Meadows' questions.

   "I never would have imagined I'd work a job like this.  My parents- oh
gosh I hope they never watch this..."

   "Oh, you DIDN'T want your parents to see this?  I guess I shouldn't have
called your mom then!" Mackenzie said, laughing hysterically.

   Julie felt her phone vibrate in her coat pocket.

   "I hate you!  I hate you both!" Julie screamed at the pair of them.

   "Julie!  I'm sorry I didn't mean to do this!" Ryan pleaded
apologetically.  He scrambled out of bed and grabbed a pair of boxer shorts
from the floor and slid them on.

   "...and I KNOW that if any of the guys at his frat house see me naked on
TV I'll never hear the end of it," Julie's recorded interview said on the
television screen.  Julie grabbed the cord and yanked it out of the wall,
making the screen go black.  Mackenzie just laughed even louder.

   "Hey Andrew!  Turn on Channel 6!  Julie is naked on TV!" Julie's former
friend shouted.

   "She's what?" Andrew shouted from down the hall.  "Hey guys, turn on
Channel 6!"

   Julie stormed down the hallway, back to the common area, where she saw
the video game that had been on the large-screen TV had been turned off,
and Julie's face was now in its place.

   "Tell me Julie, what's the naughtiest thing that's ever happened to you
in this office?" Tess Meadows' offscreen voice asked.

   "The naughtiest?" Julie asked.  She paused shyly.  "Anal sex.  With my
boss."

   The boys watching all turned their heads to look at her as she stepped
into the room.

   "TURN THAT OFF!" Julie shouted, and hurried out of the house.  The
program stayed on as Julie slammed the door behind her, and felt her phone
vibrate in her coat pocket once again.  She removed the phone to look at
the call ID, dreading seeing her mother's name again.

   It was not her mother calling this time.

   It was her grandmother.

   *****

   Matt slouched in the break room, stirring his coffee with a thin plastic
straw as he listened to Tess Meadows interview the many secretaries at his
company on the nearby TV set.  He could still smell her perfume on his
dress shirt, and the feel of her bare bottom pressing against his groin
would be ingrained in his mind forever.  He may have been dating Miss
Tightbuns, but Tess had an ass that could lure any man out of monogamy if
he wasn't one hundred percent committed.

   He heard Vicki's voice in the hallway just outside the break room.  His
heart jumped, realizing that the time to give his answer to her offer had
come.

   "The boards are lighting up!  It's a done deal.  This is our highest
rated episode EVER!" she said excitedly.

   "I knew it!  And to think Gabe doubted me!" Fred Belshaw said.

   Matt sighed.  Of course the episode would be the highest rated ever. 
Everyone in the state had likely seen his girlfriend naked by now.

   "Listen, the basketball game scheduled for this afternoon was canceled,"
Vicki said.  "We've got a two hour block to fill from two to four.  I'm
thinking we do an extended episode."

   "Can we afford that?" Fred asked.

   "Lynn's on the phone with the sponsors now.  Posh Queen is in, Hammer is
going to get back to her-"

   "Hold on, I'm getting a call," Fred said.  He answered his phone,
prompting Vicki to glance into the break room.

   "Hello Matt!  Enjoying the program?"

   Matt glanced up at the TV set mounted on the wall.  Monica's face was on
the screen, answering Tess' interview questions.

   "Not sure how I feel about my girlfriend naked on TV," he said.

   Vicki sat down beside Matt sympathetically.

   "Take it from someone who's been in show business for thirty years. 
Business is business."

   It was the exact piece of advice Matt expected from a woman who pushed
her daughter to sexualize herself for ratings, and it was the exact type of
advice Matt did not want to take.

   "Have you thought any more about my offer?" she asked.

   Matt nodded, and continued swirling his stirrer in his coffee.

   "I have another offer.  To sweeten the deal for you." Matt looked up at
her.  "Tell me, Matt.  Have you ever had a threesome?"

   "Uh, once.  In college.  At a party."

   "I see.  But have you ever had a mother/daughter threesome?" she asked.

   Matt shook his head.

   "Well I want to offer you this one time opportunity," Vicki began.  "You
can fuck Tess and me at the same time.  She and I have done threesomes
before.  We will give you a mind-blowing experience.  My only requirement
is that when you feel you are getting close to finishing, you do it inside
Tess."

   Matt stared at Vicki, open-mouthed.  She continued, "before then,
anything goes.  I can lick your balls while Tess sucks your cock.  You can
suck Tess' nipples while you tit fuck me.  You can fuck both our asses.  We
can do a three-way sixty-nine.  Anything you like.  But there's only one
way it ends: your penis inside Tess' vagina, and you do not pull out until
you've spilled every drop of semen you've got in her.  I will have my
finger up your butt when you do.  I give very good prostate massages so you
will be milked very hard.  It will be the most intense and cum-heavy orgasm
you've ever had."

   Matt's pulse was racing, and sweat was dripping from his brow.

   "This offer is good until one o'clock today," she said, rising from her
seat.  She leaned forward and whispered into his ear, "and while you
decide, I left some panties on your desk.  Mine and Tess'.  They're yours
to keep.  Maybe they'll help you decide."

   She walked out.  Matt stared at her ass as she left, then up to the TV
screen, where Monica's face appeared.

   "There's things I can't talk about with my boyfriend," Monica said on
the screen, and Matt watched more intensely, wondering what things she'd
said he'd missed while he was listening to Vicki.

   "You've mentioned these things, yes," Tess said.  "Spankings, goosings-
has it ever gone further than that?"

   "Many times," Monica said.  "Just two weeks ago, in fact-"

   "What did you do?" Tess asked.

   "I have had sex with a client.  I was asked- by my boss- to take one for
the team to help close a deal."

   Matt watched in shock.  It didn't sound like the Monica he knew, but he
was hearing it straight from her mouth.

   "That couldn't have been easy," Tess said.

   "I wanted to show I was an invaluable member of the team, so to make the
client happy, I let him have his way with me."

   It was as if she'd punched him in the face.  A confession on the screen
to something she'd never said to his face.  To hear her admit to it on live
TV, for him to hear about it for the first time along with the rest of the
world, crushed his heart like a vice.  He walked out of the break room, and
found Vicki talking with Fred.

   "Where is Monica?" he asked angrily.

   "She just went into Albert's office.  They're filming an ad, I believe,"
Vicki said.

   Matt rushed down the hall to Albert's office, and Vicki followed him. 
He found the door closed.  He contemplated opening it, but stopped.  He
heard noises coming from inside.  Noises he'd heard Monica make before, but
only when he was alone with her.

   "Ooh!  Ooh Albert!  Oh Albert, yes!" Monica shouted from the other side
of the door, accompanied by the sounds of wet thrusting.  Matt reached for
the doorknob, but Vicki grabbed his hand to stop him.

   "Business is business," she reiterated.

   Matt lowered his head.  If her words were meant to make him feel better,
they didn't.  He knew Vicki would think that.  It was Monica he never
imagined would think that way.

   "I know," he said.  He turned to walk away, stopped and turned back to
Vicki.

   "I'll take you up on your offer."

   *****

   If anyone had told Shari Kirshner a decade ago that she would ever be
nude in front of Ronny Harris, she would have lifted her skirt to check if
either of her legs were being pulled.  To learn today that not only would
she be naked in front of him, but she would make a sex tape with him, Shari
checked her legs again.  Being already nude, she found she had no skirt to
lift to see both of her lovely legs were un-pulled, and positively shaking
in excitement.

   Shari grabbed a tissue from the box on her desk and wiped the leaking
juices from her vaginal lips.  Ronny would be walking through her office
door any second, and more than likely, a man with a camera would be right
behind him.  Shari cleared off her desk and sat perkily upon the surface.
She wanted to pose saucily and suggestively for him; to show him what a
naughty vixen she truly was.  She bent her knees to fit her legs and feet
on the desk, and leaned on her side to give him a great view of everything
she had to offer.

   Ronny had been Shari's hero for the better part of fifteen years, so the
last thing she wanted to do was disappoint him.  Ronny had bedded dozens of
women in his career- models, cheerleaders, and Tess Meadows.  Shari would
NOT be just another notch on Ronny's bedpost.  She would stand out from
those other women.  It wouldn't be easy, but she would please Ronny in ways
younger women couldn't or wouldn't.

   Ronny stepped though the doorframe to find Shari waiting for him on her
desk like a present.  She didn't look at him; she looked at her wall in
fact, while twirling a lock of her crimson hair around her index finger. 
She could feel his gaze passing across her, feasting his eyes on every
piece of her curvaceous figure.

   "Damn," was all he could say.  She met his gaze and smiled at him.

   "No camera crew?" she asked, noting that he was alone.

   He glanced down the hallway.

   "They'll be by.  Lotta girls here they wanna get a peek at."

   "Then I guess we better put on a good show.  Come here!"

   Shari stuck out her leg and rested her calf on Ronny's shoulder. 
Impressed, he placed several kisses on her shin, working his way up her leg
towards her belly.

   Shari sighed under the touch of his lips.  Her own lips, the ones
between her legs, puckered and grew wetter the closer Ronny's mouth
approached them.  Shari trembled, and opened her legs wider as her hero
moved in.  A few kisses across her inner thighs, and Ronny's mouth was on
her labia.  Shari let out a long, relaxed sigh as Ronny's tongue slipped
between her lips and teased her clit.

   "Ooh," she moaned, as his tongue snaked its way down into her warm wet
pussy.  His tongue twisted and twirled, stimulating her naughtiest places
and making her grow wetter.  He slipped in his fingers, first his index,
and then his middle, wiggling his digits and making her moan louder.

   "Oh Ronny!" she yelped, and the MVP knew that what he was doing was
working.  He took his teasing further, poking his pinky finger into her
anus.  She yelped louder, and her lips and clit swelled and dripped wet
juices.

   Ronny wiggled his fingers faster, making Shari's heart rate soar.  Her
large nipples stiffened while her juices seeped from her pussy and soaked
the athlete's thick fingers.  He rubbed them directly against her g-spot
while his tongue continued to tease and caress her clitoris.

   The stimulation drove Shari into near convulsions, catching the
attention of the camera crew down the hallway.  Shari's office door was
open; the beginning of Ronny's next sex tape was about to go into
production.

   "Put your dick in me," she commanded, and Ronny immediately unzipped his
pants.  Tess and the camera crew peeked in from the hallway, and watched as
Ronny peeled open a Hammer condom wrapper and rolled the latex prophylactic
down his erect penis.

   "Here we have football sensation Ronny Harris visiting the J.T. 
Levinson offices, engaging in some very out-of-bounds play with secretary
Shari Kirshner," Tess said softly into her microphone.  She stood to the
side so the camera could get a good look at the copulating couple.  "Good
to see he's practicing safe sex with a reliable Hammer condom, available in
multiple varieties at a pharmacy or drugstore near you."

   With his penis protected, Ronny slipped himself inside Shari's eager
vagina.  They both grunted and gyrated their abdomens as Ronny pumped and
pleasured himself- and her- inside her.  Her large H-cup breasts bounced
and oscillated with each thrust, turning Ronny on even more.

   "As you can see, things can get very naughty in these offices, with
secretaries often being pounded right on top of their desks!" Tess
explained to the camera.

   Ronny pumped faster, staring intently at Shari's jiggling breasts as he
went, marveling at their impressive size and shape.  Shari rested both of
her legs on his shoulders, and with each pump, prayed that her body was
bringing him pleasure- and that the publicity would bring him profit. 
Anything to please him.

   Ronny's thrusting came to a halt, and he looked down at the sweating
redheaded beauty, panting.

   "I gotta fuck them titties, girl," he said, defeated.

   "Okay," she said perkily.

   He withdrew his penis and she spun around, lying on her back with her
head hanging over the edge of her desk.  She opened her mouth to let him
dunk his testicles inside, before squeezing his penis between her breasts.

   "Ohh, yeah!" he said, enjoying the warmth of her large mounds around his
member.  He ripped the condom off and began rubbing his penis between them
bareback, while Shari continued teasing his ballsack with her tongue.

   Fucking Shari's enormous breasts was positively exhilarating, even
better than winning a playoff game against Minnesota.  She squeezed them
together tightly, so tightly, but the lavender lotion she'd applied to her
cleavage before he'd arrived made the passage of his penis between her
mounds flawlessly smooth.

   He thrusted faster, and harder; wanting nothing more than to explode
over his busty fan's breasts like they needed.  Shari kept them squeezed
tight, knowing full well how much her hero was enjoying making love to her
bosom.  She wanted him to enjoy it.  She wanted him to savor it.  Anything
to please him.

   Tess watched closely, glad to find that she felt little jealousy at
seeing her former flame moving on and finding happiness with another
partner.  It felt right to let him go, and as far as she was concerned,
there was already another penis in this very building waiting for her.  She
could feel it already.

   Shari however, had the penis she wanted right between her breasts. 
Ronny pumped with all his might, making his best effort to fill the valley
between her twin mountains with his mighty fallen oak.  Shari let out a
loud moan, bringing the aroused athlete closer to climax.

   "God, you got nice tits," he remarked, and continued pumping.

   "They're all for you, Ronny," Shari said softly.  "Yours to touch. 
Yours to fuck."

   "Aww yeah," he said.

   It took only a few more hard pumps of his swollen member before Ronny
Harris shot a field goal between Shari's goal posts.  His semen pooled onto
her belly, but he withdrew his hard cock to make sure the remainder of his
ejaculate released into her cleavage.  After ten long seconds, the last
drops of his man seed dripped from the tip onto Shari's famously large
breasts.

   Ronny stared at Shari's cum-soaked tits, proud of his work, and zipped
up his pants.

   "NOW I can retire," he said.

   *****

   "We certainly had an eye-opening experience here today, or rather, a
THIGH-opening experience here for some of us!" Tess said, nudging Monica in
the side with her elbow.  She and Vanessa stood by Tess' side as the anchor
gave her wrap-up speech in front of Vanessa's desk.  "Stay tuned for an
extended episode of San Amaury Today, at two p.m.  this afternoon!  We'll
have more naked ladies like these two and more sexy surprises!  We'd like
to thank our sponsors, Posh Queen Spa, Hammer condoms, and Dollhouse for
making today's episode possible.  I'm Tess Meadows, and this is San Amaury
Today!"

   Tess did her signature hair flip, and pointed to the camera before Gabe
cut to a commercial.

   "That's a wrap!  Great job Tess!" he said over her earpiece.  An intern
immediately covered Tess with a robe and took her microphone.

   "Finally.  Where's my cappuccino?" Tess asked, exhausted.

   "Right away, Miss Meadows," the intern said, and scurried off.

   Gabe arrived upstairs shortly, and announced that there would be a
wrap-up party in the Kennedy Room on the fourth floor.  Monica arrived to
the large meeting room to find a breakfast bar had been set up- and Matt
was giving her the cold shoulder.  Monica avoided him at the gathering but
gave him the side eye to see if he was mingling with Tess.  She could see
him talking with Barry and Irvin over coffee and doughnuts, but she
couldn't see the news anchor anywhere.

   "Well, that was fun," a familiar voice said.

   Monica stopped, and spun around to find Amy Sandoval had sneaked up
behind her.

   "Oh hi!" Monica said.

   "I saw your Dollhouse ad!" Amy said excitedly.

   "Which one?" Monica asked, picking up a cup of juice from the breakfast
bar.

   "The panty pull-down one.  I caught it in the break room.  You looked
really cute!"

   "Thanks," Monica said, blushing.

   "I still wish they would have let us pull each other's panties down for
that segment.  Don't you?"

   Monica shrugged.  "I guess.  Didn't matter much to me."

   Amy looked disappointed.  She grabbed a muffin from the breakfast bar
and took a bite.

   "Mmmm!  This is good!  You've got to try this!" Amy offered the muffin
to Monica.  Curious, Monica took a bite.  Amy was right.  It was very good.

   She looked around the room and saw Josh Summers was getting lots of
attention from the ladies.  He told a joke and Heidi Thomas and Stephanie
Brills were both in hysterics.  He put his arms around the two nude women
and pulled them closer to whisper in their ears.  Stephanie blushed while
Heidi burst out laughing.

   John Burton was making his way around the room looking for vulnerable
butts to goose.  After giving a quick cheek pinch to both Kat Kirkland and
Krissy Spangler, John soon spotted a much more enticing target- Alexa
Holbrook made the mistake of leaning too far over the table to grab a
yogurt parfait, and soon felt four fingers slip between her butt cheeks and
nuzzle her anus.  She squealed and John laughed.  He seemed determined to
make certain no female bottom escaped the goose.  Monica kept her back away
from him being as she was still on his list.

   Julie Downey entered the Kennedy room and hurried up to Monica.

   "I'm back.  Thanks for covering for me," she said flatly.

   Hearing the sadness in her tone, Monica asked Julie what was wrong.

   "Caught my boyfriend messing around on me.  His brothers saw the
broadcast too."

   Monica's face sank.  "Hey, listen he was no good for you.  You deserve
so much better." She put her hands on Julie's arms and squeezed her
tightly.

   "Definitely.  Don't give him another chance," Amy added.  "Scum like
that will hurt you again and again."

   "Don't worry.  I'm never going back there." Julie assured them.  She
stomped away to sit by herself.

   Monica took another glance at Matt and sighed hopelessly.

   Shari and Ronny made a triumphant entrance, and got an actual applause
from many of the employees and TV crewmembers.  Irvin approached the pair
and shook Ronny's hand.

   "That was quite a play, Ronny," the CEO said.  "You outdid yourself! 
Shari, you were great as always!"

   Shari giggled cheerfully.  Her cleavage was still sticky with Ronny's
semen, but she still proudly flaunted her breasts for every person who
greeted her at the party.

   "Now that's-" John Burton began, looking at Shari's sticky breasts. 
"That's the messiest I think I've seen those tits since- that year Albert's
son visited.  Anyone remember that?"

   "I do!" Barry said.  "That boy left an avalanche on those knockers!"

   Albert smiled proudly, pleased that his son's accomplishment had not
gone forgotten after all these years.

   Shari's breasts weren't the only pair of mountains getting attention at
the party.  Sarah Chamberlain had gained a small gathering of admirers
around her, all eager to get a peek at the I-cup milk mounds she was
finally offering for display.

   "That's quite a pair, Sarah," Bill Weiss said.  He'd worked with Sarah
for three years and was delighted to finally get a peek at the girls
without a blouse or bra to obscure his view.

   "Thank you, Bill," she said, shyly.

   "Looks like you've got a little semen there, sweetie," Irvin pointed
out, indicating toward her breast.

   Sarah looked down in shock.

   "Oh!" she said, grabbing a napkin and wiping the messy drips from the
top of her left breast.  She'd been giving her boss Ray Connor a blowjob
prior to the party and thought she had swallowed most of his ejaculate. 
Realizing a few drops had spilled from her lips, Sarah frantically wiped
her bust clean.

   "Shari's finally got some competition!" Albert said, garnering a laugh
from his fellow managers.

   Sarah looked at him, confused.

   "What does that mean?" she asked.

   The manager went silent, unsure of how to answer the busty blonde's
question.  It was Irvin who broke the silence.

   "It's just- Shari was the girl with the biggest chest before you started
here.  And she had a reputation for giving really amazing tit jobs. 
Albert's son in particular one year, just made an absolute mess.  He left
them covered.  So we just thought, if anyone could take the title of
titfuck queen from Shari, it's you."

   "Oh.  Thank you, I guess," Sarah said, feeling a bit embarrassed by the
attention she was getting.

   "You know, that gives me an idea," Irvin said.  "Maybe we could have a
little inter-office competition.  Shari versus Sarah- or, fourth floor
versus fifth floor.  Whichever team squirts the most goo on their girl's
tits gets a prize.  Say, a lunch next week, on me.  What do you say?"

   The managers nodded in agreement, liking the idea of a contest between
the two busty beauties.

   "Okay.  You've got 'til the end of day to shoot your loads, gentlemen,"
Irvin said.  "Ladies, get to pumping!"

   Sarah and Shari dropped to their knees, and two lines formed of men
ready to release a gooey wad or two to contribute to their team's hopeful
victory.  Scott Redmond was the first to unzip his pants and place his
swollen member between Sarah's massive mammaries, while Mike Delaney
quickly scored a place in front of Shari.  In unison, the two ladies
squeezed their breasts around the erections offered to them, and began
rubbing them off.  While Sarah had the size advantage, Shari had far more
experience; having used her sweater puppies to beat off more men in the two
decades since she'd grown them than she could count on two hands.

   It was Mike Delaney who blew his load first.  He released a trail of
milky white cum from the depths of Shari's cleavage up to the base of her
neck, where it began to dribble back down again where she needed it.

   "Next!" Shari called, and Mike stepped aside, so that David Carter could
take his place.  Shari knew her boss' preferences well, and having
tit-fucked him many times in the past, had little trouble bringing him to
orgasm again.  By this time, Scott Redmond finally released, making a
similar gooey mess on the tops of Sarah's boulders.  He wiped the tip of
his cock clean on Sarah's left nipple and stepped aside so that Terry
Dunlap could add his man batter to the mix.

   A small crowd gathered around, growing interested in seeing the outcome
of the competition.  Matt did not get in line by any means, but he did
loiter at a spot suspiciously close to the end of the line for Shari; too
close for Monica's liking.  Still, she remained at a distance, determined
to let him be the one to break the silence between them.

   There was another woman in the room who was not reluctant to remove Matt
from the line- Vicki Meadows.  With the same boldness that escalated her to
an executive position at Channel 6, Vicki grabbed Matt's penis through the
crotch of his slacks, and tugged him away from the line.

   "Not today, sugar pie.  I won't let your tadpoles go to waste on those
bimbo cakes."

   "I was just-" Matt began, only for Vicki to continue pulling him by his
penis away from the line and towards the elevators.  She pressed the button
marked "6." A pang of excitement tickled his chest.  The sixth floor had
the Executive Suite.  Vicki had apparently pulled some strings with the
higher-ups to secure the fancy suite for their use today.

   "Did you smell the panties I left on your desk?" she whispered.

   Matt nodded.  He'd smelled the crotch of both pairs; he wasn't sure
which pair belonged to whom, being as they were both sexy and of similar
size.  All he knew was that when he inhaled the aroma of the vaginal scent
that had been left behind, his penis had grown very stiff.

   "Tess was very wet when she took those panties off.  She's really
excited for this," Vicki said, as the elevator doors opened.  "And so am
I."

   She winked.

   Matt stepped off the elevator and approached the doors to the Executive
Suite, and stopped.  The realization of what he was doing struck him.

   "Tess is in there, Matthew," Vicki whispered into his ear.  "She's naked
and waiting."

   Trembling, Matt stepped through the doors of the luxurious suite, and
true to Vicki's word, Tess was inside, lying nude across the plush bed. 
She smiled at him sweetly as Vicki stepped inside the suite and shut the
doors behind them.  The sound made Matt jump; he was so transfixed on the
gorgeous blonde on the bed in front of him, eagerly waiting for him to fuck
her.

   "I have some paperwork for you to sign," Vicki said.

   Matt ripped his eyes away from Tess' naked body, and diverted his
attention to a nearby desk, where a contract was laid out.

   "As far as I'm concerned, your role ends after you dump your load inside
my daughter," Vicki said.  "I will be here to enhance your pleasure and
also to make sure that when you fuck my daughter, you do it right."

   She clicked a black fountain pen and drew a small "x" at several parts
of the contract.

   "You will be paid half of the agreed upon amount of fifty thousand
dollars after Tess takes a positive pregnancy test.  You will be paid the
remaining amount after birth.  The baby will be the sole custody of Tess
Meadows and you forfeit any rights to custody.  You may be permitted visits
at Tess' or my discretion.  Any other questions?"

   Matt read the contract thoroughly and had Vicki clarify each
stipulation. When he was satisfied, he took the pen from Vicki's hand and
initialed next to each "x" she marked, and signed his full name at the
bottom.

   "Very good.  Take off your clothes, and let's get started," she
instructed.

   Matt removed his dress shirt and pants while Vicki locked the contract
away into her briefcase.  As he slid his boxers to the floor, he felt the
stares of both women on him, both excited to get a peek at the impressive
organ he would be using to pleasure them.  They exchanged a quick smile
with each other as they watched Matt's staff expand to its full length and
girth.

   As he stood awkwardly in the suite, naked and erect, he felt a twinge of
shock as the television executive began to undress as well.  She removed
her jacket, blouse and skirt and Matt found himself greatly impressed by
the mid-fifties woman's physique.  She had obviously had a lot of work
done, and was in fantastic shape to boot.  She seemed to be taking her time
undressing; enjoying having the aroused younger man checking her out.

   She removed her Dollhouse brand undergarments to reveal she had also
been treated to a Brazilian wax at Posh Queen Spa.  Of course, the third
program sponsor would not be making any contribution to the current
session; Matt would be entering Tess without protection.

   Vicki had her panties down to her knees when she caught Matt staring at
her waxed pussy.  She winked at him and continued sliding the sexy
undergarment down.  Not to be outdone, Tess walked in a circle around him
trying to draw his attention away from her mother.  Matt looked at both of
them, mother and daughter, simply astonished at what beautiful bodies they
both had to please him.

   Tess wrapped her fingers around Matt's penis and pulled him gently
towards the bed.  She kissed him softly on the mouth, squeezing his biceps
with her manicured fingers while pressing her breasts to his chest.

   Vicki strutted to the side of the bed and took Matt's mouth away from
Tess'.  She pressed her own lips to Matt's and slipped her tongue deep into
his mouth, while she squeezed his butt cheeks with her hands.  Surprised by
her ferocity, Matt wrapped his arms around Vicki's waist and gently gripped
her firm buttocks as well.

   "Suck his dick, sweetie," Vicki instructed, and resumed tongue-kissing
Matt.  Tess sat on the bed and took Matt's penis into her mouth; gently
sucking the enlarged member with her thick full lips.

   Matt gently slid his tongue across the surface of Vicki's, and they
playfully tongue wrestled in the space between their mouths.  Matt sighed
deeply as he felt Tess's tongue caress his shaft as the news anchor
steadily slid his penis in and out of her mouth.  Her moaning teased and
excited him and made his swollen member grow harder.

   "Do you like the way she's sucking you?" Vicki asked.  Before he could
answer, she closed her teeth around his lower lip and tugged.  He nodded
yes.  Tess closed her eyes and sucked his dick slower, more sensually, and
more passionately.

   "Do you want to fuck her tits, too?" she asked.  Matt nodded yes again.
"Let him fuck your titties, baby."

   Tess took Matt's penis from her mouth and placed the saliva-soaked male
organ between her round firm breasts.  She squeezed her mounds together,
giving Matt's penis a warm and loving embrace.

   "She has such nice tits, doesn't she?" Vicki asked.  Matt agreed.  "Mmm
hmm.  She gets them from her mother."

   Vicki pressed her breasts to Matt's face and pressed them together
around Matt's eyes, nose and mouth, enabling him to both see, smell and
taste her surgically enhanced breasts up close and personally.  She let him
lick each nipple several times, running his tongue in circles around the
areolas, while Tess did the same with her tongue around the tip of his
glans.  She used her breasts to guide Matt's penis towards her mouth, where
she teased the tip with her tongue and caressed the shaft with her bosom.

   "Let's lay him down," Vicki instructed, and she and Tess gently guided
Matt to the bed where they had him recline on his back.  Together they
massaged his body with their chests, teasing and tantalizing him with their
feminine forms.

   Matt could feel four breasts on his face to begin, with the two women
tickling his cheeks and eyelids with their nipples.  Matt stuck out his
tongue to get a taste, and found he enjoyed Tess and Vicki's nipples
equally.

   Soon Vicki worked her way down, dragging her breasts across Matt's
chest, belly, and eventually, his penis, giving his phallus another warm
squeeze between her snuggle globes.  From there, the two women swapped
places, with Tess gliding her tits down his body as well, while Vicki slid
hers back up.

   Slowly the two women repeated the pattern, providing Matt with a full
body massage with their breasts and occasionally treating him to a brief
tit-fuck before moving their bosoms along to other parts of his body to
tease.  They were on their third pass when the door to the Executive Suite
opened, bringing their activities to a halt.

   The three fornicators turned to the doorway to find Heidi Thomas
standing in the frame, with her hands handcuffed behind her back, her
ankles chained together, and a plug protruding from her anus.  Her back was
turned to them, and with her feet in high heels and her ankles chained, it
took the restrained blonde nearly fifteen seconds to turn in a half circle
until she was facing them.

   "Oh!" she said, finally seeing the room's three occupants.

   "This room is occupied," Vicki said annoyed, recognizing Heidi as the
featherbrain who had mistakenly pulled down her underwear the previous
week.

   "I was supposed to meet Gabe here at noon," Heidi said, confused.  Vicki
rolled her eyes, unsurprised that Gabe would attempt to rope the flooziest
girl in the company into one of his deviant roleplays.

   "Well, it's only eleven, dear," Vicki said.  Heidi's eyes went wide with
surprise, and looked at the clock on the wall behind her.

   "What the eff?  I must have forgot to change my clock for Daylight
Savings!"

   "Looks like it," Vicki said, mentally counting the months since Daylight
Savings Time ended.

   It took Heidi another fifteen seconds to spin in another half circle so
she could reach the door handle with her hands, and push the door closed
again.  Vicki, Tess, and Matt listened to her trot off, taking baby step by
baby step at a time, down the hallway as they resumed their activities.

   It took a minute to get back into the mood, with Vicki and Tess slowly
teasing Matt's body with their bare breasts again and getting him to full
staff.  They switched from using their breasts to tease him to using their
bottoms; Tess pressed her buttocks to Matt's groin while Vicki sat on his
face.  Both women wiggled their behinds, driving Matt wild with excitement.

   He licked Vicki's vulva, savoring the taste of the mature woman's
delicious pussy.  Juices seeped into his mouth as she rubbed her cheeks
against his face.  Tess pulled her butt cheeks open and then squeezed them
closed around Matt's cock like a hot dog bun.  She wiggled her hips
side-to-side, enticing a few drops of precum to leak from the tip of Matt's
penis and slowly leak down the inside of her butt crack.

   She could feel his sweet liquid moistening the inside of her ass, lubing
up her cheeks before it finally dribbled low enough to touch her anus. 
Tess sighed as she felt his pre-semen seep inside the opening to her butt
hole.  The feeling excited her; her nipples stiffened, her clit throbbed,
and her breathing grew deeper.  She could not deny it.  Tess Meadows wanted
to get fucked in the ass.

   "Ooh, I think he likes our tushies!" Vicki squealed.  She wiggled her
butt against Matt's face again.  He mumbled in agreement.

   Vicki climbed off of Matt's face, and leaned forward until her face was
next to her daughter's ass.  She stuck out her tongue and gently licked
Matt's cock from the base up to the tip, teasing the head as more precum
spilled out.

   "Keep wiggling, sweetheart," she urged, and Tess continued swaying her
behind while her mother puckered her lips and spat a thin steam of saliva
from her mouth down upon the head of Matt's penis.  With her tongue, she
gently applied her spit to the body of Matt's cock like a coat of wax.

   Matt grunted loudly.  Vicki's tongue felt good.  Tess' ass felt good. 
Matt felt good.

   Tess pumped her bottom up and down, giving Matt a buttjob of sorts, with
Vicki's tongue keeping the flow lubed and smooth.  Matt's breathing
quickened, and Vicki knew it wouldn't be long before Matt would require
penetration.

   "I think he wants to fuck our tushies, doesn't he?" Vicki asked.  Matt
replied that he did.

   Vicki responded by producing a Hammer condom from the stand beside the
bed.  Evidently, the executive had a use for her sponsor's product after
all.  She applied the prophylactic to Matt's penis and instructed him and
Tess to stand.

   "You'll need this rubber in case you have an accident.  We'll still be
able to salvage the semen."

   "Uh, ok?" Matt said, finding the request strange.

   "Still, I want you to stop if you feel you're getting close," Vicki
said. She turned to her daughter.  "Bend over, sweetie."

   Vicki and Tess bent over, spread apart their legs, and held their butt
cheeks open.

   "Take your pick, dear.  We both like it in the ass, so here they are for
you to enjoy.  One or the other, your choice.  Just stop when you feel
you're getting close," Vicki instructed.

   Matt looked at the two butt holes before him, unsure of which to choose.
He went with Vicki first; deciding he might prefer to save Tess for last.
He grabbed Vicki by her hips, and gently pressed the tip of his penis to
the opening of her anus.  With a slight push, he eased his erect member
inside her.

   Her rectum was warm and tight, and very enjoyable to the touch.  He
pumped his penis in and out, enjoying the firmness of the executive's toned
buttocks.  He rocked his pelvis back and forth, while Vicki rested her
hands on her knees and held steady as a statue while he fucked her ass.  He
pumped for a few minutes before Vicki urged him to switch to Tess.

   Tess stood by her mother's side, still holding her cheeks open, eagerly
waiting to be serviced in the rear entrance.  Matt withdrew his penis from
Vicki's anus and inserted himself into Tess'.  The young reporter's hole
was tighter, fresher, but equally enjoyable for the use of penile
penetration.  He pumped his cock in and out of Tess' anus with ferocity,
and soon Tess needed a break so Matt switched back to Vicki's.

   Both women's behinds would be very sore tomorrow, of that, Matt was
certain.  He switched between them several times, unable to decide which of
their perfect asses felt more pleasurable against his cock.

   "Oh, my God, oh FUCK yeah!" Matt said aloud, and Vicki put her hand
behind her to stop him.

   "That's enough.  Time to get to business," Vicki said.  "Tess, on your
back, legs spread.  Matt, condom off."

   Tess and Matt obeyed the older woman's orders, and got into position. 
Tess lay back onto the bed and raised her legs in the air.  Matt stood at
the side of the bed, peeling the condom off and tossing it into the nearby
trash can.  Vicki slipped on a rubber glove, and after lubing it up with
oil, slid her index finger inside Matt's anus.

   "I'm going to gently press against your prostate while you fuck her,"
Vicki explained.  "This will help you ejaculate more.  I want lots of semen
going in her, so don't hold back.  Fuck her hard."

   "Okay," Matt said, and looked at the beautiful girl in front of him. 
Her legs were spread.  Her pussy was wet.  She was ready to take everything
he had.

   Carefully, he slipped the head of his penis between her lips and eased
himself completely inside her womanhood.  Tingles of pleasure danced up the
length of his swollen member upon realizing he was feeling this beautiful
girl's vagina unprotected.  As thin and non-intrusive as Hammer condoms
were, it didn't quite compare to the feel of skin against skin.  Bare penis
against bare vagina.  Pure, primal, unadulterated sex as nature intended.

   Matt pumped his penis inside the warm wet pussy as Vicki's finger
pressed against his prostate.  Tess' wet lips clung tightly to his phallus
as it slid between them; it was as if he were feeding a hungry beast a meal
it desperately craved.  Vicki's finger did much the same to him, gently
pressing against his gland and making his need to ejaculate intensify.

   "That's it," Vicki whispered softly.  "Just pump that dick in her.  Pump
pump pump."

   Matt did as he as told.  He clenched his eyes, grabbed her hips, and
thrust his throbbing organ in a primeval frenzy.  Both women moaned, Matt
presumed Tess was genuinely enjoying the feel of his hard cock inside her,
while Vicki was simply trying to keep Matt aroused.  Indeed, the erotic
sound of the women's moaning made his dick throb, and the pressure on his
prostate made him feel an orgasm was imminent.

   His heart raced; he knew an explosion between his legs was inevitable.
The tight, wet, warm feel of Tess' vagina was pure erotic ecstasy- and
filled him with guilt.

   There was only one vagina he was meant to be inside, and neither of
these women were her.  Thoughts of his true love filled his mind, and shame
at his current activity antagonized his soul.  He slowed his thrusting.

   "He's getting close.  Tess, do what I showed you," Vicki instructed.

   Tess wrapped her legs around Matt's waist and locked her ankles behind
his back.  It was an effective technique for preventing men from pulling
out when they were close to ejaculating.  Indeed, Vicki had successfully
executed this maneuver herself nine months before Tess was born.

   Panic gripped Matt's chest.  He was close to cumming, just as the
realization that he was making a grave mistake seized his mind.

   "I can't.  I can't.  I can't," he said softly.  He stopped.  His hips
were still.  His body was unmoving.

   "What are you doing?  Cum in her!" Vicki commanded.

   "I can't," he said again.

   Tess relaxed her legs and Matt withdrew his penis from inside her. 
Vicki took her finger out of Matt's anus and looked at him in disgust.

   "I sorry," he said.  "I can only cum in Monica."

   *****

   DING!

   "Daddy!"

   Vanessa Martinez was ecstatic when the elevator doors opened and none
other than George Martinez, her father and former CEO of Martinez, Inc. 
exited.  She had been waiting all morning for his visit.

   "Baby!" He greeted.  She got up from her desk and threw her arms around
him, and planted a warm wet kiss on his lips.  He planted his hands on her
butt cheeks and gave them both a squeeze.  "I saw you on TV this morning!"

   "I know, it's been so exciting!  I wish you'd come by earlier!"

   "I really tried, sweetie!  How about you show me around?  I've missed
everyone!"

   "Of course!  Come on, they're waiting to see you!"

   She took him by the hand and showed him down the hallway.  He wasn't
quite prepared for the sight, but there it was.  All of his former
employees, in a new office, with one very noticeable difference: all of the
secretaries were naked.

   "Hi George!" Lauren Trafford greeted him when she rounded the corner.

   "Oh my God, George is here!" Kat Kirkland exclaimed.

   George made his way around the office, greeting and catching up with his
former staff.  While it was clear that the former CEO was greatly missed,
no one was more forlorn about George Martinez's departure from Martinez,
Inc.  than George himself.  Every glimpse he got of a nude woman that used
to work for him felt like a punch to the stomach.  He'd founded his company
thirty years prior, and had never once in all those years gotten a peek at
any of his employees without clothing.  To visit his former workplace only
a year after retirement to see how much had changed was a crushing blow-
not just to his day, but perhaps his legacy.

   "Welcome back, George," Sarah said sweetly.

   The former CEO's jaw dropped upon seeing the busty Sarah Chamberlain's
bare breasts coated with semen.

   "Sarah!  What on Earth happened to you, sweetie?"

   "We're having a contest against the department upstairs!  Whoever makes
my or Shari's tits the cummiest gets a free lunch day!"

   "Well, I think you're on your way to winning, dear!" he said, aghast at
the sight of the gooey fluid leaking down the blonde's large cleavage.

   "Well, Shari's got just as much on hers!  Maybe you could help out?"
Sarah asked.

   "You'd like me to help out?" George asked, flummoxed.

   "Yeah!  All the other managers did!  Come on, squirt some semen on my
tits!" Sarah squeezed her breasts together and pushed them towards her
former boss.

   "Go for it, George!  We'd love to have you back on the team again!"
Terry Dunlap said, emerging from his office.  He patted George on the
shoulder.  "Good seeing you again, buddy!"

   George returned the greeting, and Terry handed Lauren a piece of paper.

   "Hey sweetcakes, this fax from Winderbaum came in.  Can you file it with
the rest of the project?"

   "Sure thing!" Lauren said, taking the fax.

   "Thanks, toots." He patted her on the butt as she walked away.

   Things had definitely changed.  Lauren had worked for Terry for three
years, and only in the past few months had he begun calling her pet names,
and sending her off with butt slaps.  Since the buyout, the guys upstairs
had influenced her male coworkers in a direction that was much more
expressive of their inner desires, it seemed.

   Today, things only escalated.  Since this morning, Lauren had been
groped, fondled, goosed, had her breast squeezed, and her butt slapped more
times than she could count.  The rules seemed to have changed.  Somehow,
for some reason, the former male employees of Martinez.  Inc.  now
subscribed to a new philosophy about appropriate workplace behavior.

   Lauren filed away the Winderbaum fax as Terry asked, just as her desk
phone began to ring.  She answered it, with her usual cheerful, "Terry
Dunlap's office, Lauren speaking!"

   "Uh, honey?  It's me," the voice on the phone said.

   "Sean?  What is it?" Lauren's husband rarely called her at work, but she
suspected she might get a call from him today.

   "I saw you on the morning show earlier."

   And there it was.  Exactly what she'd been dreading.

   "I wish you hadn't," she said.

   "Well, I did," her husband said.  "Thankfully the kids are at school and
didn't see it.  But is it true there's going to be another episode later
today?"

   "I think so.  Someone said there's going to be a two hour episode around
two o'clock, I think.  So make sure the TV is off when the kids get home."

   "Why are you doing this, babe?"

   She paused.

   "This...  wasn't my idea.  This- 'holiday'- it's mandatory at my new
workplace.  Things work a little different here."

   "Mandatory?  What's mandatory?" he asked.

   Lauren sighed.  She knew Sean had legitimate reason to be upset.  She
chose her words carefully in the hopes that she could calm him.

   "We have to be naked.  All secretaries.  It's a company policy," she
said.

   "And the touching?  I saw what that guy did to you."

   Lauren lowered her head.  She'd hoped her goosing at John Burton's hands
hadn't been caught on camera, but evidently, it had aired on live TV in
front of thousands of viewers, one of them being her husband.

   "No.  That's just something they do here.  I couldn't stop it," she
explained.  She waited for his response.

   Sean was quiet.  She waited.

   He remained quiet.  She waited even longer.

   Finally, he replied.

   "Can you ask him to do it again?" he asked.

   *****

   Matt wasn't expecting Monica to be entirely understanding.  He'd assumed
she'd be furious about him considering taking up Vicki's offer to
impregnate Tess, but he'd made the mistake of thinking she'd be more
forgiving as a result of him leaving before completing the task.  She'd
still refused to acknowledge her lie to him about having sex with a client
and her boss, which was the sole reason why, when she'd slammed her office
door in his face, he'd walked away equally upset with her.

   Shari came down the hallway, with her hands cupped under her breasts
attempting to contain the large amounts of semen dripping from them.  The
mess on her chest did nothing to dull the bright smile on her face.  The
redhead was clearly pleased with the blessings the men of J.T.  Levinson
bestowed on her bosom.

   "Hi Matt!" she said cheerfully.  "Got some spunk to spare?"

   He shook his head.  "Sorry.  Monica's not too happy with how I've been
sharing my seed as of late."

   Shari made a noise that sounded like "hmmp!"

   "I thought I taught that girl different," she said.  "We're a place of
sharing."

   Matt shrugged.  "Sometimes.  Sometimes not." He glanced down the empty
hallway, and then back at Shari.  "Hey listen, can you tell me if Monica
ever had sex with a client?"

   Shari arched an eyebrow.  "Yeah.  A few years ago.  Schwartzbauer,
wasn't it?"

   "I'm talking more recently.  Anything since Monica and I got together?"

   "No, she was adamant about not doing that again.  Not sure why.  She got
a huge bonus for doing that."

   Shari continued down the hallway, leaving Matt alone and confused. 
Monica had told him the same, both before and after their current spat.  So
why did she confess in a TV interview that she'd had sex with a client only
two weeks ago?

   It was a mystery of the female mind, as far as Matt could tell.  He
returned to his desk to get back to work.

   Over the next few hours, word about the TV report at the J.T.  Levinson
offices got around the city.  San Amaury Today fans gathered on the
sidewalk outside the Williams Building, all hoping to get a peek at Tess
Meadows or the nude secretaries through the windows, leaving the fully
clothed employees on the first floor of the building confused and annoyed.

   The guard at the front desk struggled to keep non-authorized persons
from entering the building, making it impossible for employees to leave the
building at lunchtime.  Fortunately, the catered lunch provided by Channel
6 made leaving the building unnecessary, but an inconvenience nonetheless.

   Tess Meadows went out- fully clothed- accompanied by two security guards
to sign autographs and pose for pictures with fans.  Monica peeked down
from her fifth floor window and scowled at the perky blonde basking in
attention.

   "She sure loves that limelight, huh?" a voice said.

   Monica spun around to find Amy Sandoval standing in the doorway of her
office.  She smiled at her and sauntered into the room.

   "Little Miss Popular.  Got to be the center of attention," Monica
muttered.  She watched as several men huddled around the blonde news anchor
to pose for a photo.

   Amy walked up behind Monica and leaned over to get a peek out the
window. Unable to get a good view of Tess, Amy leaned over just a bit
further, until her breast was touching the back of Monica's shoulder.

   "I heard your boyfriend spent some time with her in the Executive
Suite."

   "You heard right," Monica said sullenly.

   "Her and her mom," Amy added.

   Monica was silent.

   "You deserve so much better," Amy said.  She rested her hands on her
fellow secretary's shoulders and massaged them.

   Monica took a deep breath, and enjoyed the soothing touch of Amy's
hands. She took another breath, and stopped.

   "But he walked away," Monica said.  "From those two, and the money Vicki
was going to offer him.  Even after I let him think I was going to fuck
Albert.  He still came back to me."

   "Hey, don't forget he walked IN to that suite!" Amy pointed out.

   "I haven't," Monica said, sharply.

   "Well, if things don't work out, and you need someone to talk to, I'm
here," Amy said.

   "Thanks," Monica said, touching Amy's hand.  She turned her attention
away from the window and back to her computer screen.  Amy let her hands
linger on Monica's shoulders for just a moment, before she leaned forward,
so her lips were just inches from Monica's ear.

   "They're asking me to film another ad segment for them," Amy said
softly. "Tongue condoms.  I'm gonna need a partner to film with."

   Monica took a breath.

   "I- don't know," Monica said, hesitating.

   "You've got some time to think about it," Amy said.  She took her hands
off Monica's shoulders and walked out of her office.

   Monica glanced in Amy's direction, admiring the sandy blonde's slim and
feminine figure as she walked.  She did have a nice body, with a small but
perky round butt and slender legs that looked magnificently long thanks to
her extra tall platform stilettos.  The twin dimples at the base of her
back just above her butt cheeks only made the young cutie into even more of
a snack.  Monica wasn't sure if Amy had yet to be goosed today, but she
hoped that John Burton or one of the other men in the office would do her
the honor.  Amy's pretty little tush just seemed ripe for it.

   The excitement on the streets below continued, with the crowd of Tess'
fans growing as the mid-day progressed.  Ronny Harris soon joined her, and
while he did not get as much attention as his gorgeous ex, he did get
peppered by questions from fans and reporters from rival stations about his
impending retirement, endorsement deals, and whether he was now involved
with Shari Kirshner now that their sex tape was already making its rounds
on the Internet.  The football star shared what information he could before
climbing into his station-provided limo to return him home.

   Tess spent nearly an hour with her meet and greet before she had to
return inside to prepare for the next live segment.  She ignored Matt when
she passed by his office on her way to Conference Room B to take off her
clothes.

   A company-wide email popped into the inboxes of every employee informing
them of a last-minute development.  Herb Stuckey, the president of Hammer,
would be making an impromptu visit to the offices of J.T.  Levinson. 
Having seen the company featured on that morning's episode of San Amaury
Today, and learning that the marketing firm was bucking to lead Hammer's
next marketing campaign, Herb was eager to see the hardworking team of J.T.
Levinson firsthand- and their lovely secretaries.  It would be a golden
opportunity for the team to display their marketing prowess and hopefully
snag a new client.  Albert and Barry asked Monica and Julie to prepare the
conference room for a meeting with Mr.  Stuckey to begin at 2:30.

   Gabe Hurwitz made his way to the van shortly before two o'clock to
prepare for the broadcast.  Taking a sip of coffee from his travel mug, and
hanging a pair of Heidi Thomas' panties up on the van wall as a fond
memento of his kinky lunchtime encounter, Gabe meticulously switched on the
broadcasting equipment, including the satellite dish, his wireless
earpiece, and of course, the BOTBAG.  Ready to roll, he alerted the crew
inside the building.  It was time to make some sexy television.

   Tess was stripped naked once again, and stood in front of the
receptionist desk between George Martinez and his daughter with her
microphone in hand.  She awaited Gabe's countdown.

   "Five...  four...  three..."

   "We are BACK, in a very special two-hour edition of San Amaury Today! 
I'm Tess Meadows, here in the offices of J.T.  Levinson, celebrating their
annual Nude Secretaries Day!"

   "Oh shit," Gabe said.

   Tess winced upon hearing Gabe's curse in her earpiece.

   Gabe stared at the screen in a panic, and pressed several buttons.

   "Vicki!  Vicki are you there?" he asked.

   "What, Gabe?" Vicki snapped.  She quietly stepped into the nearby
hallway where she wouldn't be picked up by Tess' microphone.

   "The BOTBAG isn't working!" Gabe said.  "We've got uncensored nudity on
the air!"

   "Did you try turning it off and on again?" Vicki suggested.

   "I tried EVERYTHING!  The program is on but it's not censoring
anything!"

   Gabe flipped the BOTBAG off and on again, watching the green light blink
as he did.  Despite his efforts, both Tess and Vanessa appeared on the
monitor with their breasts and vulvas unblurred and clear as day- on live
TV.

   "Get Summers to fix it!" Vicki ordered.

   "He asked to leave early.  I didn't think we needed him!" Gabe said,
panic rising in his voice.  He flipped the BOTBAG off and on three more
times.

   "Fuck!" Vicki cursed.  She took out her cell phone and dialed Josh.  She
listened to his phone ring several times before she was sent to his
voicemail.  "Summers!  The BOTBAG isn't working!  You need to get back here
and get it working NOW!"

   She slammed her phone closed and waited.

   "Clark, keep the camera at shoulder level and above," Gabe instructed.
The cameraman craned upwards and zoomed in on Tess' face.  Vicki watched
from the hallway, fuming.  She dialed Josh again.

   "Summers!  Where the hell are you?  Answer your damn phone!" Vicki
barked.  She slammed her phone shut again.

   "Well Mr.  Martinez, I imagine you're probably regretting selling your
company now, aren't you?" Tess asked, jokingly.  She held her microphone
out for George to speak.

   Clark panned the camera to the left to include both George and Tess in
the frame, accidentally showing a flash of Tess' nipple as he did.  Gabe
gasped and cursed when he saw it on the monitor.

   "It's a damn shame we never had Nude Secretaries Day when I was the
owner!  Live and learn, I guess!" George said.

   "Live and learn, words we can ALL live by!" Tess said.  "But, learning
from our mistakes is how we grow!  Now let's head down the hall behind me
and meet some of the other former secretaries of Martinez, Inc.  and see
how they're enjoying their very first Nude Secretaries Day!"

   Vicki ducked into a nearby closet as Tess advanced towards the hallway
with the camera crew behind her.  She dialed Josh again, and still got no
answer.  When the camera crew passed the closet by, Vicki stepped out,
where she could follow the crew without appearing in the shot.  Gabe
watched helplessly as glimpses of Barbara Novakova and Alexa Holbrook
appeared in the background; their nude bodies completely uncensored.  He
looked up the FCC fines for airing nudity on daytime television and his
heart sank.

   "Fuck," he said.

   *****

   Just two blocks away from the Williams building in room 106 of the
Townway Motel, Josh Summers was in bed and lying on top of Stephanie
Brills. The two had separately asked their respective supervisors to leave
work, complaining of feeling sick, before rendezvousing at the sleazy
sleeping lodge.

   They had begun their steamy encounter in the 69 position, and had since
re-positioned to be face-to face.  Stephanie had the soles of her feet
pressed against Josh's chest while he penetrated her vagina at a 45-degree
angle.

   "Mmmm," Stephanie moaned.  "Full nudity."

   "Yeah!  I love that!" Josh said, slapping Stephanie's bare hip as he
continued pumping his penis inside of her warm, wet womanhood.  Her round
breasts jiggled to his delight.

   "No.  On the TV.  Full nudity." She was pointing to the television
behind him.

   Josh turned around to see Monica Kelly on the screen, doing her
advertising bit for Posh Queen Spa that had been filmed the previous week.
Monica was fully naked- Gabe had requested that the secretaries undress
fully for the Brazilian waxes to make the ad spot more titillating.  Josh
could see Asha applying the hot wax to Monica's pubic area, but her private
parts were uncensored.  A waxing session of Sarah, Barbara, and Alexa
followed, each without the lawfully required censorship over the
secretaries' visible genitals or breasts.

   Josh laughed.  "Nice going guys.  You forgot to turn on the BOTBAG." He
continued thrusting inside of Stephanie.

   "Maybe they're having a problem with it.  Did they call you?" Stephanie
asked.

   Josh stopped thrusting.  He withdrew his penis from Stephanie's vagina,
and climbed off the bed to retrieve his phone from the pants pocket of his
khakis that he'd left strewn on the floor.  He had seventeen missed calls.

   "Ah, shit," he said.  He logged into his voicemail only to get an angry
earful from Vicki.  He reluctantly called her back, but as he did, he
strolled to the edge of the bed to resume his tryst.  Stephanie rested her
calves on his shoulders as he slipped his penis back inside her.

   "Summers!  Where the hell have you been?  Why aren't you answering your
phone?" Vicki demanded.

   Josh faked a cough.

   "So sorry Vicki, I'm just so sick right now," he said.  He panted as he
starting thrusting inside Stephanie's pussy again.

   "Why isn't the BOTBAG working?  Gabe can't get it to start!"

   "Yeah, it's-" Josh grunted, "-finicky like that.  Did he remember to
turn it off at the end of last program?"

   Vicki paused.

   "I don't know..."

   Josh squeezed Stephanie's hips and rubbed the underside of his cock over
the surface of her vulva in a circular motion, before slapping her clitoris
with the head three times.  She moaned.

   "Yeah, you're going to want to power it off for fifteen to twenty
minutes, then switch it on, wait five minutes for it to boot-"

   "We don't have that kind of time!" Vicki yelled.  "Get in here and get
your stupid program working!"

   Josh continued banging Stephanie as he added, "oh, and you'll want to
run debugging software, you GOT to do that, that's under the C folder, go
to menu, then apps, then troubleshooting, then debug, the second icon, not
the first, and for username you can just put jsummersindahizous94538, the
password is h386rJd2nE4-"

   "Summers, get IN here!  We NEED you!"

   Josh fake coughed again twice.  "Sorry Vicki, I'm just- SO, SO sick!  Oh
no, your call is dropping, dropping, I can't hear you..."

   Stephanie let out a loud wail of pleasure.  Josh squeezed her thighs and
sighed.

   "Get in here now or your ass is FIRED!" Vicki yelled.

   "Whatever, the pay is shit anyway." Josh shut his phone and tossed it
over his shoulder.

   Stephanie flipped over and arched her behind, wiggling it teasingly. 
Josh grinned, pulled open her butt cheeks, and slid his penis deep into her
anus.

   *****

   A rotund, mustached man stepped off the elevator and approached
Vanessa's desk.

   "Good afternoon, welcome to J.T.  Levinson!" the Latina beauty said.

   The man's eyes went wide as he examined her naked body.  "Well, aren't
you lovely!  I'm Herb Stuckey, here for a meeting with the marketing team."

   "Of course!  Have a seat Mr.  Stuckey, Irvin will be right down for
you!"

   The smiling sponsor took a seat on one of the plush armchairs set out
for guests of the company while Vanessa dialed the CEO.  He watched her
cross her legs and type at her computer as she summoned the J.T.  Levinson
executive down to see him.  She noticed him checking her out and shot him a
wink.

   "Can I get you anything while you wait?  Coffee?  Water?" she asked.

   "Water would be great!" he said.

   She smiled and rose from her chair.  He watched in amazement as the
beauty bent over to open the mini fridge behind her desk.  Her tan
succulent legs seemed to go on for days before they reached the base of her
firm round ass, and as she reached into the fridge, her cheeks parted just
wide enough to give him a peek at both lips of her labia as well as her
tight little butt hole.  She grabbed a small bottle of water and stood up
to face him, tapping the fridge door closed with her thigh when she did.

   Herb readied his hand to accept the bottled water as she sauntered over
to his seat to hand it to him.

   "Here you are, sweetheart!" she said cheerfully.  "Anything else I can
do for you today, Mr.  Stuckey?"

   "No, I think I'm just fine!" he said.

   "Okay!  He won't be long now."

   He stared at her beautiful ass as she strode back to her desk to take
her seat.  Within minutes, Irvin arrived in the elevator, accompanied by
Katie and Monica.

   "Herb!  Great to have you here!  I'm Irvin, this is my wife, Katie, and
one of our lovely secretaries, Monica!"

   "Nice to meet you!" Katie said.  She and Monica both hugged the visiting
client, pressing their breasts against his chest and each planting a kiss
on his cheeks as they did.  Having gotten their guest sufficiently aroused,
Irvin and the ladies gave Herb a quick tour around the building.  They
introduced him to several of the secretaries; letting his eyes grow wider
the more bare female skin he saw, before introducing him to Tess Meadows
during a commercial break.

   "I love your show, Tess!" Herb said, shaking the lovely news anchor's
hand.

   "And I love your condoms, Herb!" Tess replied.  "Seriously, Hammer
condoms are the absolute BEST for your money!  I won't use any other form
of protection!"

   Herb thanked her for the compliment.  After a short conversation and
more than a few flirty compliments of his own, he continued down the
hallway, greeting several more employees before finally meeting Tess'
fuming angry mother as she conversed with her associate producers.

   "Vicki!  Nice to finally meet you in person!" he greeted.

   "It's a pleasure, Herb," Vicki said, forcing a smile while shaking his
hand.  "We, um, have a situation here.  Our censorship technology is on the
fritz at the moment, and we're not sure if we can continue the program."

   Herb scoffed.

   "You'd better!  I paid good money for those ads."

   "Oh, I understand completely.  And you will be reimbursed for any
unaired ads you are owed.  But without our BOTBAG online, our content in
this program could get us fines in the thousands."

   "Vic- our online sales have been nine times higher than normal today,"
Herb said.  "This is the best publicity we've ever had.  If it means
keeping you on the air, Hammer will subsidize any fines you receive."

   Vicki stopped.  She turned to Fred Belshaw and Lynn Curry.

   "Can you get Dollhouse and Posh Queen Spa on the phone?  If we can get
all the sponsors to chip in, share the cost of the fines, this could
actually still be profitable."

   Fred and Lynn took out their cell phones and started making calls. 
Vicki turned back to Herb.

   "Herb, we really appreciate your generosity, and we really hope to
continue working with you in the future.  Consider this a wise investment."

   Herb turned to gawk at Tess' naked body as she prepared for the next
segment.

   "I'd say it is," he said.

   *****

   The 2:30 meeting with Herb was held in a similar style as that
morning's, with each male attendee having his secretary seated on his lap
for the duration of the meeting.  Herb was so taken in by Vanessa's
striking beauty that Irvin asked her to attend the meeting as well, with a
seat for her being right on Mr.  Stuckey's lap.

   Vanessa asked Amy to work the front desk during her absence, and Vanessa
planted her round shapely bottom directly against Herb's groin, giving him
a teasing wiggle when she sat down.  He gave her a playful slap to the side
of her butt cheek and she giggled.

   The other meeting attendees were the same as that morning's, with one
notable exception- Lori Peterson was not present; in her place on John
Burton's lap was Lauren Trafford.  She did as her husband and John both
requested of her- to sit on the marketing manager's lap with his penis
poking out through his open pants zipper.  Lauren informed Sean by phone
just before the meeting began that John's penis would be in direct physical
contact with her naked bottom.

   "Do it, babe," Sean said to her, and hung up the phone.  She did.

   The other ladies present at the meeting did the same, each sitting down
upon the now familiar feel of a male organ threatening to creep its way
between her legs any time she shifted her bottom.

   "Hi everyone, let's give a warm welcome to Herb Stuckey, who's here
today to see what we can offer his company," Irvin said.

   The meeting attendees gave Herb an applause, to which the condom company
president smiled and wrapped his arms around Vanessa's slim waist to rest
his hands on her thighs.

   The pitched slogans were still written on the whiteboard, so Irvin asked
Katie to read them off to see what Herb thought of each one.

   "In for a pound," Katie read.  "Just Hit It." "Always Safe, Always
Faithful." "In and Out With Strength and Clout." Katie read off each one,
and then encouraged the meeting attendees to repeat them, and see which
ones felt as though they could stick.  Herb listened, and considered his
choices carefully.  During the discussion, Tess Meadows and her camera crew
dropped into the meeting, and she explained to the viewers the purpose of
the meeting.

   "Will Herb like one of these suggestions enough to make it the new
slogan of Hammer?  Let's keep watching and find out!"

   Herb liked many of the proposed slogans, but his concentration was
becoming increasingly broken the more Vanessa wiggled her bottom against
his groin.  In fact, many of the meeting attendees seemed to be more
focused on the nude women on their laps than the marketing campaign they
were trying to develop.

   Tess drew the camera's attention to Lauren, who had not attended that
morning's meeting and so was an attendee of note at this meeting.  Tess
approached her and stood to the side so the camera could get a good view of
Lauren's body.

   "So, Lauren Trafford!  Can you tell us why you're attending a meeting
from another department?"

   Feeling the head of John's penis pressing against her labia, Lauren
looked up at Tess and spoke into her microphone.

   "My husband told me how much he enjoyed seeing me get so much attention
from these other men," Lauren explained, blushing.  "So, we arranged for me
to attend a meeting where I could get a lot more intimate contact."

   Tess giggled.

   "Intimate contact!  That's because John Burton here has his pants
unzipped, doesn't he?" she asked.

   Lauren nodded.  "Ooh, I think his special part is starting to slip
inside me.  I can feel it!"

   John thrusted his hips and his penis began to slip ever closer to the
entrance to Lauren's vagina.

   "I wonder what your husband thinks of this?" Tess asked.

   Lauren looked directly into the camera.

   "Sean, I know you're watching," she said.  "Yes, another man is inside
me right now.  You wanted to see me goosed, I'm being goosed."

   She bounced her pelvis and soon John's penis had worked its way fully
into her vagina.  He grabbed her hips and guided her up and down upon him,
enjoying the thrill of fornicating with a married woman.

   Herb was getting quite aroused witnessing this, and it didn't take long
before he was slipping inside Vanessa.  He made sure to apply one of his
company's trusted condoms first, but before long, Herb's staff was fully
inside the spicy Latina secretary.  He cupped his hands underneath her
heavy breasts, enjoying the round, full swell, as his hard cock throbbed
inside her warm wet pussy.  She spread her legs apart as wide as she could
and bounced upon the honored guest's swollen manhood.

   The other meeting attendees attempted the same, although Albert and
Barry were left disappointed when Monica and Julie were reluctant to open
their lips to admit their bosses inside them.  Matt looked on, pleased that
Monica had elected not to spite him.  She might not have been speaking to
him, but she was not ready to forsake him.

   Channel 6 cut to a commercial, and it was during the break when Herb had
finally released his load inside his beautiful lap partner.  The other
attendees stopped their thrusting, and resumed the meeting to discuss the
campaign.  John paged Lori Peterson, who arrived shortly afterwards to
provide each of the meeting attendees with tissues to wipe up their gooey
messes.

   "Well," Irvin began, still panting from the exercise his wife had just
given him.  "Can you tell us your impressions, Herb?"

   Herb cleared his throat.

   "Absolutely.  After giving it some- serious thought- I've come to a
decision."

   "Save it for the air!" Tess said.

   Herb agreed it was a good idea.  The publicity of having his company's
new slogan announced on a heavily viewed program would certainly spike
sales and increase value for shareholders.  The J.T.  Levinson marketing
team watched the clock in baited suspense.  A generous bonus was certainly
in store for the person whose slogan was selected.

   It only took another minute, but soon Tess was back in front of the
camera.  "And we're back and Hammer President Herb Stuckey has made a
decision on which of the J.T.  Levinson pitched slogans will become the
next official choice for Hammer condoms!  Mr.  Stuckey, can you tell us
what you've chosen?"

   Tess held out her microphone for Herb to speak.  He patted Vanessa on
the butt, and she vacated his lap so as not to obscure the camera's view of
him.

   "After careful consideration," Herb began, "I've decided the next slogan
for Hammer condoms will be, 'Always Safe, Always Faithful.'"

   "Always Safe, Always Faithful!  What a choice!  Whose suggestion was
that?" Tess asked.  She looked across the room, and Julie Downey raised her
hand.

   "Mine," Julie said quietly.

   "Julie Downey!  Come on up here!  Come say a few words!" Tess said.

   Julie timidly climbed off of Barry's lap, and walked around the table
until she was next to Tess and Herb.  He extended his hand for her to
shake.

   "Young lady, you have a sharp mind for marketing," Herb said.  "How long
have you worked in this business?"

   Julie cleared her throat.  "Just a year, now."

   "I think you have a bright future here.  Maybe being a secretary isn't
the job that best suits you?"

   Several of the men objected to this.

   "Just a second, Herb," Mike Delaney said.  "Why did you like her slogan
the best?"

   "Yeah, she didn't even make a pun!" David Carter added.

   Herb shrugged.  "Sure, it wasn't a pun or some cutesy phrase.  That was
the reason I thought we needed a new slogan to begin with.  This lady has
the right idea.  Condom customers want a brand they can rely on.  One that
will let them indulge in their desires safely, every time.  Not a brand for
being cute or smarmy!  I think her slogan is just what we need!"

   The marketing managers nodded in understanding and gave Julie an
applause.  Tess put her arm around Julie and faced the camera.

   "And there you have it!  'Always Safe, Always Faithful' is to be
Hammer's new slogan, all thanks to the suggestion of Julie Downey, who has
been a secretary here at J.T.  Levinson's for just the past year.  Julie,
how does it feel to have your idea chosen from all the others?"

   Julie froze, peered into the camera, and then looked at Tess.

   "I'm really proud.  I- usually don't give many ideas here.  Just take
notes on other people's ideas.  Maybe I should share my ideas more?"

   "If today's any indication, maybe you should!"

   The managers showered Julie with accolades, making the meek young
secretary blush from the unexpected attention.  She responded with grace
and gratitude, two qualities that she was certain were the reason Mackenzie
Nesbitt hated most about her.  Julie hoped her former friend was watching
now.

   Lori entered the room, informing Albert of a phone call waiting for him,
that she'd forwarded to the conference room phone.  He had Monica move from
his lap so he could rise from his chair and answer the wall-mounted
telephone.

   "Yes.  Of course, come on up!  You're not too late!" Albert hung up the
phone.  He was about to return to his seat when Tess approached him.

   "Albert Hosdale!  You have twenty years of experience in marketing.  How
surprised are you that Julie Downey's suggestion was chosen by the
president of Hammer?"

   Albert cleared his throat, glanced briefly at the camera, and then at
Tess.

   "It's very rare that someone young and inexperienced shows such a knack
in this business," Albert said.  "Now, it could be beginner's luck.  But
I'd recommend keeping an eye on this young lady, and if she shows repeated
natural-"

   "Um, Albert?" Monica asked, tapping her boss on the arm.

   Albert stopped, and turned to his secretary.

   "Um, yes Monica, I'm live on television right now.  Is this important?"

   Monica lowered her gaze.

   "I know, it's just- it's three o'clock.  Time for my afternoon
spanking."

   Albert looked at his wristwatch.

   "So it is!  Well thank you, Miss Tightbuns, I'd completely forgotten. 
Can you go wait in my office and assume the position?  I'll be in right
after this interview."

   Monica excused herself from the conference room to report to Albert's
office.  Her face was flushed red, her heart was pounding, but she hadn't
failed to do her secretarial duties.  She prayed no one she knew watching
at home had just witnessed her humiliating question.  Her parents
thankfully didn't watch TV in the daytime, and as for Matt's parents, she
took solace in knowing that he'd successfully taken the power cord from the
bakery TV that morning.

   The hallways were quiet and empty during the meeting, so Monica was able
to walk to Albert's office without being disturbed.  She stepped inside and
got into position, bending over his desk with her legs straight and her
behind posed prominently.  Albert would likely be a few more minutes, but
he expected her to remain in position until he arrived.  Monica didn't
budge from her pose.  She kept her head down and facing the desk's surface.

   She expected today's spankings to hurt a bit more.  On most days, Albert
allowed her to remain fully clothed during her daily spankings, so she
usually had her skirt and panties on to serve as two layers of protection,
but being as she was nude today, her spankings today would have to be on
her bare bottom.  Monica wasn't too worried; she'd gotten bare-bottom
spankings before, but the realization made her nervous nonetheless.  She
took a breath and readied herself.

   The office door opened behind her.  He'd arrived sooner than she
expected, though Albert never did like to be late with Monica's spankings,
and according to the clock on the office wall, it was three on the dot.

   She heard him approach her from behind, wind up his arm, and deliver a
hard smack to her bottom.  Something was different though, the spank and
feel of the hand was not what she was expecting.  Monica turned around only
to find the man spanking her was not Albert at all.

   It was his son.

   "Nick!" Monica exclaimed.

   "Hey," her former student replied with a smile.

   She turned around to face him, and blushed upon remembering she was
nude. Of course Nick had seen her nude before, but now that she was a
secretary working for his father, things were quite different from the last
time they had met.

   "How have you been?  It's been so long!" She wrapped her arms around him
and gave him a tight hug.  He returned it warmly.

   It had been four long years since Monica had been Nick's swimming
instructor at LaPorte University, where he'd been required to swim nude
every class period while Monica and his female classmates remained in
swimwear.  It had been one of the most humiliating times of Nick's life,
but it was behind him now.  He'd helped her find a new job, and she'd
helped him gain a world of confidence.

   "I'm doing okay," Nick said.  "Glad you're still working here, and doing
fine.  And looking fine."

   "Thanks," Monica said, blushing.  "Boy, times sure change, huh?"

   "Yeah," Nick said, laughing nervously.  "I never imagined we'd be
standing here- like this." He glanced at Monica's naked body awkwardly. 
After a beat of silence, he added, "do you like working here?"

   "I do," Monica said.  "It's a great job.  A little scary when I have to
be naked.  Of course, I don't have to tell YOU that."

   She was correct.  After a semester of nude swim classes at LaPorte, Nick
understood her anxiety better than any other man in the office.

   "I hope you don't mind it too much.  Or me being here," he said.

   "It's perfectly fine," she said.  "To be honest, I kind of enjoy the
nudity.  I learned my first year here that being naked is kind of sexy. 
I'm just nervous about this TV report they're doing.  People I know seeing
me.  I've been a nervous wreck because of that."

   "I totally get that," he said.  "I hope it's fine that I dropped in.  My
dad invited me to stop by, but I had to see you too, you know?"

   "Of course!" Monica said, smiling.  "I don't reconnect with my former
students much, so it's nice to see what's going on."

   "Well, Caleb and Ashley got married last fall.  They had an awesome
wedding.  I got really drunk.  Now Caleb's in business school and Ashley's
getting her MD this year."

   "That's great!" Monica said.  "What about you?  What are you doing?"

   Nick lowered his head.

   "I'm still working at Moonlight.  But I'm an assistant manager now.  But
I'm working on getting a better job."

   "You hang in there.  You'll get the job for you, I'm sure of it," Monica
said, touching his face.  "Any girlfriend?"

   Nick shook his head.  "Haven't been so lucky."

   She looked at him sympathetically.

   "I still think about that night I saw you in the pool," he said.

   "That was a nice night," Monica agreed.  "But I have a boyfriend now."

   Footsteps approached the office, so Monica quickly returned to her
proper position.  Albert entered the room, followed by Tess and the camera
crew.

   "Nick!  Glad you could make it!" Albert said.  "Get a chance to get
reacquainted with Monica?"

   "Uh, yeah," Nick said, blushing.

   "Looks like you started without me!  Tell you what, how about you give
Monica her spankings today?" Albert suggested.

   "Can I?" Nick asked.

   Albert nodded in approval.  Nick looked excitedly at the naked body of
his former teacher, bent over with her butt bared and presented for his
attention.

   "Are you- um, okay with this, Monica?" he asked.

   "Your dad spanks me every single day, Nick," Monica said.  "I can handle
it once from you.  I promise."

   Tess explained to Nick that the program would be returning from a
commercial break in just a minute, and instructed him to begin spanking
Monica as soon as she gave the viewers a quick introduction.  Nick nodded
in understanding and readied his spanking hand.  After a quick countdown,
Tess began.

   "We're in the office of marketing manager Albert Hosdale, where his
secretary Monica Kelly is about to receive her daily afternoon spanking! 
Now as you saw in her interview, Monica has become accustomed to getting
fully clothed spankings from her boss every day, but today, her boss' son
Nick is visiting, so he'll be getting the honor instead!  With the three
o'clock hour having arrived, the secretary affectionately known around the
office as 'Miss Tightbuns' is about to get a bare-bottom spanking on her
tight little buns.  Nick, show us what you've got!"

   Nick stood to Monica's side; angling himself to allow the camera to get
a clear view of her behind.  He swung his arm, and slapped her on her left
butt cheek.  She squealed and jumped.  Despite all her past spanking
experience, she still wasn't fully prepared for the hard smack Nick was
able to deliver to her.

   He spanked her again, this time striking her right cheek.  She yelped
once again, all while Albert, Tess, the camera, and hundreds of thousands
of viewers at home watched on.  Nick looked at his father, who nodded,
urging him to continue.  Nick's heart was racing as he slapped the
secretary's bare bottom several times in succession.  Her cheek was soft
and supple; he loved the way her bare skin felt against his hand.  He felt
a twinge of guilt at how much he enjoyed spanking her, and was grateful his
father and Tess were urging him on so he would not bear all the
responsibility himself.

   Monica squirmed about, cringing in the embarrassment and discomfort of
having her bottom spanked on live television.  She could tell her former
student was taking just a bit of pleasure in the act, and Monica could
hardly hold it against him.  She'd thought back to all the times he'd had
to strip nude in her swim class; how embarrassed he'd been when the girls
teased him when he'd had an erection, stole his clothes from the locker
room, laughed at him, but still he returned to class each week to endure it
all over again.

   And yet, he'd helped her get a job.  This job.  He'd gotten her a job at
his father's company, and she'd been so grateful for the lead, but now she
couldn't help but think that fate had finally come full circle.  Now it was
her turn to be embarrassed, and Nick was here to witness it first hand.

   He spanked Monica for several minutes, not hard enough to cause severe,
intolerable pain, but enough to make her squirm and pray for it to be
finished.  When his hand grew tired, he slowed his spanking and gave her
sore bottom a reprieve.

   "Don't forget to goose her!" Albert said.

   Nick was unsure what his father meant, but John Burton was more than
happy to clarify.

   "Allow me," the greasy-haired marketing manager said.  He'd been
watching Monica's spanking from the hallway and was waiting for his
opportunity.

   Monica sighed in defeat.  She'd managed to avoid a goosing from John all
day, but now that she was in a submissive position and the camera was on
her, it appeared there was no putting it off any longer.  It was just as
well.  John had goosed her all three previous years, he might as well do
the deed again.  Monica remained in position to submit to the goosing.

   Her anus was already visible being as she was in the bent-over position,
so John's middle finger had no trouble finding it.  Usually when Albert
goosed her, she would get a quick cheek pinch or possibly an
under-the-skirt panty tug, but being as she was nude today, Monica expected
something a bit more intimate.  John did not disappoint.  He sucked the tip
of his finger first before touching it to her tight rosebud, and then he
gently ran his finger up and down the full length of her butt crack.

   All the way up.  All the way down.  After the pass, his finger returned
to the hole where he'd started, so he gave it a little wiggle.

   "That's how you do it!" he said.  "Give it a try!"

   Nick sucked his middle finger and replicated the gesture John had taught
him.  Monica waited patiently for Nick's finger to make the full pass,
until finally she felt his wet fingertip wiggle against her anus just as
John's had.

   "Good job, son!" Albert said, congratulating him.  John smiled and
excused himself from the office; his work done.

   Gabe cut to a commercial and Monica asked if she could stand.  Albert
allowed it, so the secretary returned to her feet and rubbed her
well-spanked and well-goosed tush.

   "Well, that wasn't on the class curriculum," she joked.

   Nick chuckled.  He'd already gotten an A from her years ago.

   The crew was ready to clear out of the office when Vicki Meadows stopped
them.  She was carrying a cardboard box in her arms and asked the crew to
step aside so she could place it on Albert's desk.  Albert had a look
inside the box and his eyes went wide with glee.

   "These are some sample products that Dollhouse supplied to us," Vicki
explained.  "Since we're on the subject of spanking, I'd like for us to
demonstrate them for the audience."

   "I think we're about to have some real fun, now," Albert said, taking
out a leather strap.

   Monica gulped.  It appeared her kinky foray was not quite finished.

   When the commercial break ended, Tess explained to the camera exactly
what was to happen.

   "We're back, and about to turn up the heat on poor Monica, with a little
help from one of our sponsors!  Dollhouse has provided us with a number of
exciting implements that we're sure will spice things up in the bedroom!"

   She removed the first item from the box.

   "First we have this plastic ball gag.  Nick will slip this into Monica's
mouth to keep her from getting too chatty during her upcoming punishment!"

   Monica gasped upon realizing the level of kink she might have to explore
in this segment.  She tied her hair into a bun and allowed Nick to place
the gag in her mouth and buckle it behind her head.  He secured the strap
nice and tight.  The gag was not going anywhere.

   "Next, we have this leather studded collar.  Monica will wear this
around her neck as a symbol of ownership to her master," Tess explained.

   Nick clasped the collar around Monica's neck as Tess produced
increasingly kinkier items from the gift box.  Nick applied a pair of
nipple clamps to each of Monica's nipples, cuffed her hands behind her
back, applied a lip clip to her labia, and inserted a lubricated plug into
her anus.

   When all of the "gifts" had been applied to Monica's body, Tess
instructed her to bend over Albert's desk again, but this time, Nick would
spank her with a small leather paddle with the name "Dollhouse" embroidered
across the surface.

   "She looks so helpless and submissive, doesn't she?" Tess asked.  "Go
ahead Nick, give her a smack!"

   Monica clenched her eyes closed.  Her nipples and labia stung when she
braced herself; it seemed the clamps were designed to hurt more the more
she tensed her body.  She made a mental note to try to relax, only to find
her bottom stung wildly when Nick smacked her bottom with the paddle.

   "Ooh, that's gotta hurt!" Tess remarked.

   Wow, so observant, Monica thought to herself.  Nick smacked her again.

   Monica seethed.  Air shot through her nostrils as she bit down upon the
ball gag; unable to breathe through her mouth at all with the plastic
sphere between her teeth.  Nick smacked her again, alternating between her
left and right cheeks as she squirmed side-to-side trying to avoid the
paddle's wrath.

   SMACK!  SMACK!  SMACK!

   She pulled at the handcuffs restraining her wrists behind her back but
they held her arms in place.  Pain seethed from her bottom, seethed from
her nipples, and seethed from her pussy lips.  She truly felt like an owned
little pain slut, with no agency of her own.

   SMACK!  SMACK!  SMACK!

   Her bottom throbbed in discomfort.  She tensed herself more with each
smack, making her nipples and labia pulsate under the pressure.

   SMACK!  SMACK!  SMACK!  SMACK!  SMACK!

   Tears dribbled from her eyes and settled upon the desk below her. 
Nick's spankings came to a halt.  She let out a whimper.

   Tess moved in and invited the camera to take a closer look at the damage
that had been done to Monica's bright and smarting buttocks.

   "Does that look red, or what?  As you can see, Dollhouse paddles pack
quite the wallop!  All of the implements you see here may be available at
your local Dollhouse outlet store, or can be ordered online at
DollhouseLingerie.com."

   Monica breathed a sigh of relief as the station cut to commercial and
the kinky gag, clips, and plug were finally removed from her body.

   *****

   Olivia Purcell had to elbow her way through the crowd to reach the
building entrance.  The large white box in her hands didn't make the task
any easier, and when she finally reached the doorway, it was locked.  She
tapped the glass with the knuckle of her index finger, unable to use her
fist on account of her arms being full, and the security guard was about to
refuse her entry until she shouted, "delivery" and showed him the package
she was carrying.

   The guard chose not to buzz her in, but rather unlock the door manually
so he could close it behind her before the crowd of excited San Amaury
Today fans swarmed inside the building.

   "Thank you!" Olivia said.  "Looking for the J.T.  Levinson office?"

   "Fourth floor," the guard said.

   Olivia hurried to the elevator and rode up three floors to the J.T. 
Levinson office entrance.  Her eyes went wide when she saw the naked woman
working the front desk.

   "Wow, so Nude Secretaries Day is a real thing!" Olivia exclaimed.

   "Indeed it is," Amy replied, eyeing the pretty delivery girl up and
down.

   Olivia set her package onto the receptionist's desk.

   "Delivery for V.M.," she said.

   Amy stood up to look at the large white box.  It read, "Purcell's Family
Bakery" across the top in purple cursive letters with a small invoice taped
to the side.

   "Hmm, that must be Vanessa.  I'll call her." Amy picked up her phone and
dialed Conference Room A.

   "Vanessa?  Your delivery from Purcell's is here." She paused.  "You
didn't?  Okay, maybe the package is for someone else."

   Amy looked at Olivia.  "We'll figure out whose this is.  Follow me
upstairs.  I know no one else on this floor has those initials."

   Sighing, Olivia picked up the box and followed Amy to the elevator,
where they rode it up to the fifth floor.

   "So how's your day going?" Amy asked.

   "Been pretty slow.  Like always.  Our bakery's not exactly the busiest
one in town," Olivia said, sadly.

   "I imagine things will pick up soon," Amy said, winking.  Olivia
blushed.

   The elevator doors opened, and Olivia followed Amy down the hallway to
Conference Room A.  The room had mostly cleared out with the meeting having
concluded, so Olivia felt free to set the box down upon the table.  She
noted, as she set the cake down, that a wall-mounted television screen was
on and depicting a naked and handcuffed woman being paddled.

   "Olivia!" Matt said, shocked upon seeing his sister enter his workplace.
"What the hell are you doing here?"

   "Delivering an order," Olivia said, as she spun around to face him. 
"And learning a lot about your workplace." Her eyes scanned the room,
arching an eyebrow at the sight of Lori Peterson and Katie Halliwell
stacking chairs in the nude, while Mike Delaney and Herb Stuckey sat at the
table sipping coffee and watching them.

   "Looks like somebody ordered something yummy," Vanessa said, scurrying
to Olivia's side.  "Let's see what it is."

   Vanessa opened the box and looked inside.  She saw a buttercreme frosted
cherry-topped vanilla cake with the words "Happy Nude Secretaries Day"
written in bright red frosting.  Matt looked at the cake and his face
dropped.

   "Oh my God.  Who made this cake?" he asked.

   "Me and Mom.  Why?" Olivia asked.

   "I went to a lot of trouble to keep you guys from finding out about Nude
Secretaries Day.  Who ordered this?"

   "I did," Vicki Meadows said, entering the room.  She glanced at the
cake. "Mmm, mmm!  Looks delicious!" She opened her purse and handed Olivia
three twenties.

   "Are there plates and silverware?" Vanessa asked.

   "Oh shoot, I forgot them," Olivia said.  "Crap.  My dad is going to be
pissed."

   "We have some.  I'll go get them," Katie offered.

   "I know, but ours have our address and phone number on them," Olivia
said.  "I guess I have some business cards I can give you."

   Olivia searched her purse for some business cards to hand out, while
Katie hurried to the break room to grab some paper plates and plastic forks
to set out.

   "Liv, you can NOT tell Mom and Dad what you saw here!" Matt said. 
"Monica will be mortified if they see her naked on TV!"

   Olivia looked up at him from her purse.  "Ah, so you're the one who took
the TV power cord!  We thought it was some hooligans from last night. 
Well, you're not going to be happy to hear this.  Dad took it as an excuse
to upgrade.  He was installing a flat-screen just as I was leaving."

   "Ahh, shit!  You need to get back to the bakery and do NOT let them
watch Channel 6!"

   "I think you're a little late for that, bucko." Olivia chortled.  She
turned around, only to see Monica enter the conference room rubbing her
sore nipples, vulva, and behind.  She stopped dead in her tracks when she
spotted Olivia.

   "Oh God," she said aloud.

   "Yeah..." Olivia began.  She repeated everything she'd told Matt to
Monica, leaving the spanked nude secretary feeling sick to her stomach.

   "You've got to get back there," Monica said.  "Your parents already hate
me.  Don't give them another reason.  Don't let them watch this-"

   Monica stopped mid-sentence when the TV caught her attention.  The
Dollhouse "Shy Is Sexy" panty pulldown segment was airing again, with the
ladies' private parts uncensored.

   "Is this the broadcast?  Where is the blur?  They're showing
everything!" Monica shouted.

   Matt looked awkwardly at Vicki, who was snapping a picture of the cake
and humming to herself.

   "Yeah, Vicki let us know after you left the meeting," Matt began.  "They
were having some problems with the BOTBAG, and-"

   "They're showing everything!" Monica repeated.  She watched helplessly
at the screen at the sight of her panties coming down and her genitals
being exposed.

   "Monica, Monica, it'll be fine," Matt said, wrapping his arms around
her.

   "Yeah, yeah, don't worry what anyone thinks," Amy added, patting
Monica's back.

   Olivia watched Matt and Amy comforting the despondent Monica, and she
looked to the floor.

   Shit, Olivia said to herself.

   "Okay, okay.  I'll see if there's something I can do," she said.  Matt
gave her a look that said, what could you possibly do?

   Olivia hurried out of the conference room and fast-walked to the
elevator.

   Lynn Curry was seated in one of the plush chairs near the window, having
a heated conversation on her cell phone.  Olivia pushed the elevator's down
button, and as she listened to the gentle humming behind the steel double
doors, she overheard some of Lynn's conversation.

   "I realize that, but, our OTHER sponsor already paid for all the girls
to get waxed!  I'm sorry, there's nothing I can do.  Yes, ALL the girls had
it done...  you never specified that..."

   Lynn looked up at Olivia, and stopped talking.  "Excuse me?  Miss?"

   Olivia looked at Lynn.

   "Do you mind telling me, have you had a Brazilian wax recently?" Lynn
asked.

   "Um, no," Olivia replied, mildly bothered by the personal question.

   "You have pubic hair?"

   Olivia confirmed that she did.

   "Oh, perfect," Lynn replied, sounding relieved.  "Would you be
interested in being featured in an ad segment?  It would involved having
your panties pulled down.  Our sponsor didn't like that every one of the
secretaries was waxed.  They wanted a bit more variety in the appearance of
the models' pubic area, you know?  If we could get just one model with
visible pubic hair, it would really please their marketing team.  We can
pay you today if you're interested."

   Olivia took a step backwards.  "I...  really am in kind of a hurry."

   The elevator doors opened and Olivia stepped inside.  She pressed the
button for the ground floor and checked her watch, estimating how much time
it would take her to make it back to her parents' bakery.

   She stuck out her arm to stop the doors from closing.

   It would take too long.  The TV would be on long before Olivia could
make it there.  Her parents would see Monica nude on TV.  They would judge
her.  Put more pressure on Matt to leave her.  It was senseless of her to
try to race there to stop it.  Not when there was a much better way for
Olivia to repay Monica for her kindness to her.

   Olivia stepped off the elevator.

   "Actually," she said to Lynn.  "I'm not in such a hurry now.  I can be
in your ad."

   *****

   Nick sat in the break room resting the side of his face on his fist
while he clicked through his social media pages on his laptop.  The TV was
on, and Nick was occasionally shooting glances at the screen to see what
sexy things the secretaries of J.T.  Levinson were getting up to before
reverting his attention back to his computer screen.

   He sighed sadly.  Spanking Monica was fun, but it didn't scratch the
itch he felt deep down inside.  She had a boyfriend now, and the chance to
get his hands on her perfect ass was closer than he could have ever
expected to get to her.  Seeing the hallways of his father's workplace
filled with naked women left him filled with envy more than anything else.
He glumly scrolled through post after post of his female friends' exciting
lives.

   Julie Downey entered the break room, carrying a paper plate holding a
small slice of cake.  Nick looked up at her, gawking awkwardly at her naked
body as she grabbed a napkin from the drawer.  She looked at him and
smiled.

   "There's cake in the conference room," she said.

   His heart skipped a beat.  The pretty naked girl that just walked in the
room noticed him.  Even spoke to him!

   "Cool," he said, playing it cool.  He continued scrolling on his laptop,
praying she would say something else to him.

   Julie took a seat beside him.  His heart beat just a bit faster.

   "Do I know you from someplace?" she asked, peering at him closely.

   Nick looked at her again, glad to have an excuse to look in her
direction.

   "Were you at that kegger at Alpha Tau Zeta last fall?"

   "THAT'S where I know you from!" Julie said, and then her enthusiasm
dampened.  "You're not in Alpha Tau Zeta, are you?" she asked coldly.

   "Hell no," Nick said.  "I only went cause a buddy of mine is friends
with one of the mem- former members.  Honestly, I was bored to tears there.
All those guys do is get drunk and grope girls."

   Julie nodded in agreement.

   "You're not wrong.  My boyfriend was one of those idiots.  Well,
ex-boyfriend." She told him about how she found Ryan in bed with her
ex-best friend.

   "What a bitch," Nick said.  "At least you've got those two out of your
life now."

   "He even used the sample condoms I brought home to fuck her with.  I'm
supposed to product test them!  Supposedly I'm good at coming up with
marketing slogans."

   "Oh yeah.  Congrats on that."

   "Thanks," Julie said, smiling.  She picked up her plastic fork and took
a bite of her cake.  "Mmm!  This is really good cake!"

   Nick watched her savor the taste of the delectable dessert in her mouth
before swallowing it.

   "Do you want the rest of this?" she asked, pushing her plate towards
him. "It's delicious, but I'm on a diet."

   "Sure, thanks." Nick grabbed the fork and scooped up a bite for himself.
It was indeed a scrumptious treat.  "Wow."

   "Good, right?" she asked.

   He dug in for another bite, only for the piece to fall off his fork and
onto his shirt.

   "Oops!  Let me get that for you!" Julie grabbed her napkin and wiped the
white frosting from Nick's polo shirt, until it was mostly clean except for
a mild stain.

   "I guess there's some advantages to not wearing clothes," Nick said,
inspecting his shirt.  She giggled.

   He was about to speak when Shari passed by in the hallway, and after
spotting him, shrieked out a loud, "Nick!"

   She stepped into the room, and blew him several kisses.

   "Sorry, I'd hug you but-" she motioned to her chest, which was now caked
with several layers of partially dry semen.

   "Uh, you had another fun day?" Nick asked.

   "A contest!  Upstairs versus downstairs!  Whichever floor can make my or
Sarah's tits the cummiest wins a free lunch!" Shari said.  She looked at
him sweetly.  "And how fortunate for you to be here now.  You made such
nice work on my tits last time you were here!"

   Nick blushed, and side-eyed Julie to gauge her reaction to hearing this
information.  She looked at the table and shook her head.

   "I- don't think I can do that again, Shari," Nick said.  "I was on some
pretty powerful medication then."

   Shari stuck out her lower lip, pouting.

   "Well, I hope you at least try!  My titties really miss having your hard
cock between them!" She pressed them together and bounced them, hoping to
get a reaction out of the young man.  "We have until the end of the day. 
Come see me if you change your mind."

   She walked out of the room.

   Nick looked at Julie, who simply giggled at his embarrassed expression.

   "I've done some things here I'm not proud of, too," she said
consolingly. She squeezed his arm, and he smiled.

   She thought for a moment.

   "I'm going to have to go back to that stupid frat house," Julie said
cheerlessly.

   "Why?  Screw that guy," Nick said.

   "Yeah, but I left a lot of my stuff in his room," Julie said.  "One of
my bras.  My good spring jacket.  Some cute PJs.  Plus my gift bag.  My
boss wants me to do a product test on that flavored lube."

   "Oh, you mean this stuff?" Nick asked.  He took a small tube from his
pocket and showed her.

   "Yes, that's the stuff!  They give you a gift bag too?"

   "Nah, Tess gave it to me as a thank you for being on the show.  I guess
they were out of Channel 6 shirts."

   Julie laughed.

   Nick opened the tube and squirted a drop on the tip of his finger.  He
held out his finger to her.  "Taste it!"

   "I'm not going to lick your finger!" she objected, with a half giggle.

   "I licked your fork!"

   She laughed.  "That's different."

   "Okay.  Guess you can't product test," Nick said facetiously.

   "Oh, come here, let me try it!"

   He held out his finger again and let her lick the lube from it.

   "Mmmm!  Cherry flavor!" she said softly.  She took his finger deeper
into her mouth, and gently wrapped her lips around it.  Her mouth was warm,
and pleasantly wet inside.  Tingles ran up the length of his finger as her
tongue caressed it.

   "That good, huh?" he asked.  She took his finger out of her mouth.

   "Yeah, it's just, I was planning to try this out with Ryan and now... 
jeez why'd that jerk have to do that?"

   Nick shrugged.  "Men.  What are you gonna do?" he said cheekily.  She
nodded in agreement before he added, "well, we're not ALL like that."

   "Good!  I'm glad for that!"

   She stared at him for a moment, neither of them saying a word.  Nick
gulped nervously.

   She looked behind her, and seeing the break room was still empty,
scooted her chair closer to him.  She leaned up next to him, and for just a
moment, he thought she was going to kiss him.

   Instead, she whispered, "do you want to come with me into my office?"

   *****

   When the program cut to a commercial, the first thing Matt saw on the
conference room screen was Monica's face.  Her eyes were squinted and her
mouth was open, and she was moaning loudly.

   "Ooh!  Ooh Albert!  Oh Albert, yes!" she shouted, with the sounds of wet
thrusting off screen.

   Matt squirmed uncomfortably at the sight, while Mike Delaney and Herb
Stuckey watched the screen with interest, chuckling to themselves.

   The camera shot of Monica's aroused face gradually panned backwards,
revealing the secretary lying on Albert's desk, yet the balding marketing
executive was nowhere to be seen.  Instead, Matt could see Monica grasping
a dildo in her hand and pumping it in and out of her vagina.  A female
voiceover then said, "Dollhouse Dildos: The Male Substitute."

   Matt breathed a sigh of relief.  Monica had been telling him the truth-
at least about not having sex with Albert.  Still, she hadn't explained why
she'd admitted to having sex with a client in her televised interview, and
instead had angrily stomped off to her office when Matt asked her about it
again to clarify.  When her dildo ad spot aired moments later, Matt began
to wonder if he truly was the ass Monica was making him out to be.

   "Damn it.  I thought she did it," Matt said to himself.

   Lori had just finished wiping the conference room table when she looked
at Matt sympathetically.

   "Matt, you remember the waiver they had us sign?  The program is going
to depict things in this office different from reality," she said.

   Realization came over him.  "You mean..."

   "Magic of TV," Mike said.  "All it is.  They got a story to tell here,
and they're gonna tell it their way."

   "Exactly," Katie added.  "I mentioned in my interview that Irvin was
married when I started working here.  When they aired it, they made it look
like I was bragging about stealing Irvin from his wife.  They completely
twisted my words!"

   "Katie, you DID steal Irvin from his wife," Lori quipped, rolling her
eyes.

   Katie shot Lori a dirty look.

   "You don't know the whole story," Katie said defensively.  "The point
is, you can't trust what you see on TV.  I said one thing, and they aired
it out of context to make it look like I said something else."

   Matt looked at the floor guiltily.

   "I should have known.  Guess I should apologize."

   "Damn right you should apologize," Lori said.  "You ought to beg that
woman to take you back."

   "And if not, there's other fish in the sea," Mike said grinning, and
elbowing Herb in his side.  Herb chuckled as well.

   Matt ignored Mike's advice and headed back down the hallway to Monica's
office.  He wasn't quite certain what he would say to her when he finally
got in front of her, but as he was rehearsing his words in his mind, he
passed by the open door to Conference Room B, where out of the corner of
his eye, he spotted a woman wearing nothing but black lace panties.  While
that wasn't the most unlikely of sights to see in this office on this
particular day, what grabbed Matt's attention was who this woman happened
to be.

   It was his sister.

   "Liv!  What are you doing?" he asked for the second time that day.

   "They asked me to shoot a product placement segment!" Olivia said
defensively.

   Matt looked around the room.  A studio was set up in the small
conference room, with a small gathering of TV crewmembers preparing to
film. Lynn Curry was examining the camera's viewfinder while a gaffer
adjusted one of the light stands.

   "You don't even work here!" Matt said.  "Why are they asking you?"

   "They need a model with pubic hair.  For variety, or something.  I
figured it might draw attention away from Monica, if Mom and Dad see me on
TV too."

   "Oh my God, I can't believe this!" Matt said, grabbing his head with
both hands.

   Lynn instructed Olivia to get into position.

   "Okay, we're ready, we just need a man," Lynn said.  She looked at Matt.
"You!  You mind pulling her panties down for this segment?"

   Matt was about to object.  He was about to point out that Olivia was his
sister, that there was no way he would ever consider grabbing her underwear
and exposing her in front of the world.

   But then John Burton walked into the room.

   "Well, what's going on here?" the handsy marketing manager asked.

   "Filming an ad segment for Dollhouse," Lynn replied.  "Would you like to
help out?  We need a panty-puller for our next shot."

   "I'll do it!" Matt said, stepping in front of his grope-happy coworker
before he could take another step closer to his sister.

   Olivia looked appalled, while Lynn simply rolled her eyes and instructed
Matt to stand just out of frame.

   "Whatever, let's get this shot.  We need to get this on the air in ten,"
Lynn said.  "You know your line?"

   Olivia nodded.

   "Good.  Rolling in five..  four..  three..."

   Olivia smiled for the camera.

   "Dollhouse panties look the best on MY boss' office floor!" she said
sweetly.

   Matt then reached into frame, grabbed his sister's black lace underwear,
and cringing deeply, pulled it to the floor.  True to her word, a small
patch of short curly brown hair covered her pubic area.  She stuck out her
hip and posed for the camera before Lynn called "cut."

   "You seemed a little squeamish," Lynn said to Matt.  "Let's try that
again, but this time be a little more assertive.  Like, you really want to
get this babe's panties off."

   Olivia and Matt both blushed, but agreed to try again.  They ran through
the segment a second time, with Olivia once again saying her line, and Matt
grabbing her underwear, and pulling it down to her ankles.  Lynn called
"cut."

   "Better," the associate producer said.  "But I'm still feeling
hesitation where I want to feel excitement.  Try it again, but this time,
pull her panties down with authority."

   Authority, Matt said to himself quietly.  Olivia pulled her panties back
up, and they shot the segment again, this time Matt making certain not to
hesitate as he grabbed his sister's undergarment.  He pulled it down with
one deliberate swipe.

   "Better?" he asked.

   "The authority is there, but it doesn't feel playful enough.  I need you
to tease her," Lynn said.  "Remember, you're trying to get between those
legs of hers.  Take her panties off with some fervor."

   "Let me show you," John said, walking towards the embarrassed panty
model.

   "John, no!" Matt said.

   "Let him," Lynn commanded.

   John Burton placed his hands on Olivia's hips, friskily shimmied his
palms down and up her thighs, and peeled her panties down to her knees.  He
then ran his fingertips up the crack of her butt and nuzzled her butt hole.
Olivia yelped in surprise.

   "Perfect!" Lynn said.  "Love her reaction!  Now let's run through the
whole thing.  Can you do it like that, Matt?  The way John did?"

   Matt nodded as he gave John the stink-eye.

   "Remember," John said to Matt, "suck your finger.  Slip it in the hole.
Wiggle." He held up his middle finger and wiggled it just as he did when it
was inside Olivia's anus.

   The camera started rolling and Lynn called action.

   "Dollhouse panties look the best on MY boss' office floor!" Olivia said.

   Matt put his hands on his sister's hips, rubbed them, and pulled on the
waistband of her panties.  He released it with a snap against her left ass
cheek.  He then smoothly slid her panties down to her shins, before running
his fingers up between her thighs and between her butt cheeks.  He wiggled
his finger just as John did, inciting the surprised yelp that Lynn enjoyed
so much.

   "Perfect!" she called.  She ejected the tape from the camera and sent an
intern to bring the footage down to the van for Gabe to roll.

   "Well, Mom and Dad will be proud," Matt said sarcastically, as Olivia
handed the Dollhouse panties back to Lynn.

   "Why don't you worry about your girlfriend and not your sister?  She's
the one who's worried about fallout here," Olivia said, apparently
unbothered by the fact that her brother had just fingered her butt hole and
the footage would soon be airing on television.  She walked to the nearby
chair and grabbed her discarded clothes.

   Matt stopped.  He knew she had a point.  He said nothing while his
sister put her clothes on, and as he headed for the doorway he came
face-to-face with Amy Sandoval.

   "Excuse me," Matt said, trying to step around the sandy blonde after she
entered the room, but immediately behind her was Monica.

   "Oh good, you both made it!" Lynn said.  "So, are you willing to shoot
this segment then, Monica?"

   Monica looked at Lynn apprehensively.  Amy squeezed her shoulders and
gave her a reassuring pat on her hip.

   "Monica don't do this..." Matt said, pleadingly.

   Monica looked at Matt, and then at Amy.

   "I don't know..." Monica said tentatively.

   "I'll do it," Olivia said.  Matt, Monica, and Lynn looked at her in
shock.  She was half-dressed, but she kept her thumbs in her panties, ready
to slide them off again.

   "Are you sure?" Monica asked.

   "Don't do this to Matt, Monica.  I'm here, I can do the segment.  Make
things right with each other."

   Monica and Matt looked at each other.  She smiled at the sight of his
handsome face.  He smiled at the sight of her beautiful nude body.

   "Okay," Monica said.  "Olivia, you do it."

   Amy looked at Olivia, sad to not get to film a sexy scene with Monica,
but pleased at seeing who her replacement would be.  Matt took Monica by
the hand, and led her out of the conference room, just as Lynn's cell phone
began to ring.  She answered.

   "Yes....  we're about to start filming right now...no, that won't be a
problem.  Absolutely.  Whenever you're ready."

   Lynn shut her phone.

   "That was Gabe.  Looks like we won't be recording this segment.  He
wants to shoot it live." She turned to Olivia.  "So, you want to wear the
Tungdom, or you want to get tongued?"

   *****

   Nick was already erect when Julie unzipped his pants and took out his
penis.  He sat in her office chair, resting his hands on the armrests, and
she knelt at his feet and prepared herself.  She twisted the cap off of the
flavored lubricant, and then squeezed the tube until the clear gel oozed
out of the nozzle.

   She held the tube upside down over his glans, and let the gel dribble
down the sides of his swollen helmet like icing on a cupcake.  When she
released an adequate volume of gel onto his penis, she set the remainder of
the tube aside.

   "So, am I supposed to lick it off, or what?" she asked.

   "I think you're supposed to suck it, and just let the lube glide you
along," he said.

   Understanding, Julie used her fingertips to spread the lube around until
his penis had an even coat from tip to base.  Her hands were soft and
gentle, leaving Nick both relaxed and tantalized by her touch.  She smiled
as she felt his erection throb under the warmth of her palms.  It pleased
her to know he was so aroused by her touch.

   "Close your eyes," she said softly.

   He did as she asked.  Julie then puckered her lips, and gently pressed
them to the underside of his penis, right below the head, and kissed it. 
Nick let out a sigh, and Julie knew she had done it right.  Ryan had always
told her how much he liked his penis kissed before a blowjob, and she had
spent many months practicing how to press her lips just softly enough to
elicit that exquisite moan guys made that she loved so much.

   Julie made a trail of kisses up and down the shaft of his penis.  When
she reached the base, she used her tongue to tickle his balls just the way
Ryan liked.  It appeared Nick liked it quite a bit as well.  It was always
a plus when college credits were transferable, and that went for sex
techniques between partners as well.

   Julie ran her tongue up the shaft of Nick's penis, tasting the
cherry-flavored lubricant.

   "How is it?" he asked.

   "Yummy," she said.  She licked it again, slower and more sensually.  He
sighed, savoring the feel of her wet tongue on his manhood.

   She kissed his penis several more times, before taking the entirety of
his shaft into her mouth.  Her lips glided smoothly from base to head, the
lubricant easing her along effortlessly.  She used her tongue to tickle and
caress the head, once again enjoying the fruity sweetness of the gel.  She
had to admit, giving head was much more pleasurable when cocks came in
flavors.

   She sucked his penis for several minutes, taking her time pleasuring him
and not rushing him to climax.  When the flavor subsided, she paused to
apply a bit more lube and started again.

   Nick's breathing escalated; he was not used to such intense stimulation.
Her soft lips tantalized his member in ways his hand never could, and the
addition of the slippery lube only enhanced the sensation.  He clutched the
chair armrests tightly as he felt his endorphins carry him to new levels of
excitement.

   It was at that moment that the camera crew passed by in the hallway, and
catching a glimpse of the naughty encounter, elected to give audiences at
home a little peek.  Tess held her finger to her lips, signaling Nick to
stay quiet while her cameraman filmed Julie from behind.  Nick was too
relaxed and aroused to even speak, and said nothing as the camera man
zoomed in on the young secretary's bare behind and slowly panned upwards
until the TV audience had a view of Julie's head rising and descending upon
Nick's groin.

   He shut his eyes; only for a minute or so, but when he opened them the
crew was gone, evidently having other more important things to broadcast.
It was just as well; he was worried Julie might be too nervous to continue
pleasuring him if she knew she was being filmed.  She continued sucking
him; keeping her lips wrapped tightly around his shaft and letting her
tongue bestow deep loving licks to his glans.  The sweet flavor of the lube
mixed with the salty taste of his precum balanced each other out in
harmony. Julie eagerly licked up the leaking semen as the drops seeped from
his small opening.

   Nick let out a loud groan.  Julie's heart pumped faster; she loved the
sound a man made when she was getting him close to climax.  She increased
the speed of her sucking, feeling her own pussy grow wetter the harder his
breathing became.  Nick's arms shook; he flailed helplessly until his right
hand reached the side of Julie's desk and clutched it, and held on for dear
life.

   "Julie, I'm gonna cum.  Is it okay if I cum in your mouth?" he asked.

   Julie stopped for a moment.  No man had ever asked her that before. 
Ryan had always simply released inside her without warning, as had every
other boy she'd ever given oral pleasure.

   "Yes.  Of course," she said, and resumed her sucking.

   She gave Nick her all, licking and sucking his glans and shaft with as
much intensity as she could provide him.  Nick's heart was pounding, and he
was clutching the desk and armrest with all his might as she edged him
closer and closer to climax.  She let out a satisfied "mmmm" as she did,
causing Nick to erupt.  He released a full burst of semen into her mouth,
flooding her oral orifice with his cool milky cream.  She kept her lips
wrapped firmly around his shaft, not releasing the pressure until his
ejaculation was finished.

   As his breathing slowed, Julie withdrew her lips from his penis; keeping
her lips sealed around his shaft as she gently pulled backwards, until only
the tip of his glans was still in the grasp of her lips.  She sucked the
tip until the last drops of his aftercum had leaked into her mouth.

   Nick let out a deep breath and looked down at her; locking eyes with the
beautiful young coed as she looked up at him.  Her throat muscles flexed as
she swallowed the entirety of his ejaculation.

   "That was amazing," he said, panting.

   "Glad you liked," she said shyly, and wiped her mouth with the back of
her wrist as she climbed to her feet.  Nick put his penis back into his
pants and zipped the fly closed.

   "So, you got any marketable words to say about-" he picked up the tube
of gel, "-Dollhouse brand cherry-flavored lubricant?"

   "Yeah.  Don't leave it behind at your cheating boyfriend's frat house,"
she said, only half joking.

   Nick looked at her sympathetically.

   "You know, my buddy Caleb is a master prankster.  I mean, his revenge
schemes made him a legend during his years at LaPorte.  Stink bombs,
delivery packages filled with pig manure, sending a stripper to crash his
ex-girlfriend's piano recital, I mean he did everything."

   "You think I should take revenge against Ryan and Mackenzie?" Julie
asked, disapprovingly.

   "I don't think Caleb would forgive me if I didn't.  Those two need some
serious payback for what they did."

   Julie didn't disagree.  Curious, she asked what Nick suggested.  He
thought for a moment.

   "Laxatives?  Man, Caleb's finest hour.  He got fired from the campus
radio station, so he slipped ex lax into his director's coffee.  It hit
WHILE he was interviewing a state senator.  On air."

   Julie laughed, but shook her head.

   "No.  Something else."

   Nick looked at the partially empty tube of lubricant on Julie's desk. 
He picked it up again and examined it.

   "You got any superglue?" he asked.

   *****

   Tess stared seductively into the camera, and held up a condom with her
index finger and thumb.

   "Here in my hand, is an innovation that will change oral sex FOREVER.  A
prophylactic designed specifically for the mouth- to enable men and women
to partake in the act of cunnilingus with their minds at ease.  Hammer
condoms presents: the Tungdom!"

   The camera panned over to Amy, who sat in front of the conference room
table, where Olivia was lying on her back.  Amy slipped the Tungdom onto
the tip of her tongue, and rolled it back until it was fully wrapped. 
Olivia raised her legs up into the air and spread them open, making her
pussy lips separate like a blooming flower.  Amy then ran her latex-covered
tongue across Olivia's labia, circling her clitoris three times before
slipping her tongue deep into the bakery employee's vagina.

   Olivia sighed as Amy ran her tongue in a figure-eight motion inside her
pussy, tapping her g-spot repeatedly before giving a few more tongue flicks
to her clit.  The lubricant of the condom enabled Amy's tongue to glide
seamlessly across her genitals- more smoothly than if her tongue had no
Tungdom at all.  Olivia moaned deeply, and giggled as Amy lightly nibbled
on her lips.

   Juices began to flow from Olivia's aroused genitals, mixing with Amy's
saliva and dripping onto the surface of the conference table.

   "You can see how excited she's getting!" Tess said, watching the action.
"The lube on the Tungdom is so slippery it's driving Miss Olivia wild!"

   Amy squeezed Olivia's clitoris between her index and middle fingers, and
rubbed the female organ in a counter-clockwise direction as she slipped her
tongue back into her new acquaintance's vagina.  She rubbed and licked,
exacerbating Olivia's excitement.

   "Ooh!  Ooh yes!" Olivia moaned.

   "Of course, cunnilingus isn't the only sex act enhanced by the Tungdom,
as Amy will soon demonstrate!" Tess said.

   Amy responded by pulling Olivia's butt cheeks apart just a bit wider,
giving the camera a clear view of the visiting baker's anus.  Amy leaned
lower, and gently licked the opening of Olivia's sphincter, carefully
drawing circles around her tight hole with her wrapped tongue.  Still
rubbing her clit, Amy slipped her tongue deeper into Olivia's anus, and
lovingly licked the interior walls of the young woman's rectum.

   "Oh God, yes!" Olivia squealed, and Amy licked and rubbed her faster. 
She kept her tongue long and stiff, mimicking the stance of an erect penis
as she pumped her tongue in and out of Olivia's tight warm hole, bobbing
her head back and forth like a woodpecker.

   Olivia's legs trembled, and she clutched the edges of the conference
table tightly.  Amy's sandy blonde ponytail swung left and right with each
tongue thrust she pumped into Olivia's butt hole.  Juices flowed from
Olivia's vagina, pouring down like a waterfall upon Amy's latex covered
tongue, but nothing deterred the skinny secretary from her backdoor
mission. Olivia was getting close, and Amy could feel it.  She licked and
rubbed her faster.

   THUK!  THUK!  THUK!  THUK!  THUK!

   The sound of Amy's condom wrapped tongue slipping in and out of Olivia's
anus made for some very odd noises, yet some of the most exhilarating
sensations.  Olivia squealed loudly as Amy's licking and clit rubbing
brought her closer to climax.

   "Oooh!  Oooh yes!" she screamed.

   Olivia's eyes were clenched shut, so she did not see the man who entered
the conference room at that moment.  Robert Purcell looked on open-mouthed
at the young blonde anally penetrating his presumably heterosexual
daughter.

   "Oh God!  Oh God!  Oh God!" Olivia shouted, when a thick spray of
vaginal juices spurt from her vulva across the room, past the camera, and
onto the floor at the feet of her father.  Olivia opened her eyes and her
orgasmic afterglow quickly turned to shocked panic.

   "Daddy?" she said ashamedly.

   "Hi Liv," Robert said, holding up a plastic bag.  "You um...  forgot the
plates and silverware."

   *****

   Monica sighed deeply as Matt applied soothing lotion to her bright red
sore bottom.  She lay face down upon his desk so he could massage her
buttocks while he sat in a conference call with a client from Texas.  The
client seemed to greatly appreciate the peek at Monica's legs that he could
see on Matt's webcam, just dangling off the edge of his desk.

   "We can have the proposal for you by the end of the week," Matt said. 
"Anything else?"

   "Yeah.  Think you can turn your camera a little to the left?" the client
said, baring a smile with more than a few silver teeth.

   Matt chuckled, but complied with the request, turning his webcam just
far enough to give the grinning client a peek at Monica's bare bottom.

   "Woo, yeah!  Look at that heinie!  Looks like you had to give her a
wallop!" he called out.

   "Not me.  Just giving her some aftercare," Matt said, holding up the
bottle of lotion.

   "Well I hope she deserved it!" he said.

   "She is a feisty one," Matt assured him.  He let the client gawk and
ogle Monica's bottom while he massaged it as he listened to the client list
his many project stipulations.

   When the call ended, Monica climbed off the desk and returned to her
feet.

   "Thanks," she said, smiling at him.

   "You're welcome," he replied.  She bent over and kissed him warmly on
the lips.

   "Sorry about everything," he said.

   She nodded in understanding.

   Lori Peterson poked her head into Matt's office, and her eyes lit up
when she spotted Matt and Monica kissing again.

   "Aww look at you two!" she said.  "Things all better now?"

   Matt and Monica nodded.

   "Good!  They're wrapping up the titty cum contest soon.  David wanted me
to check to see if everybody contributed," Lori said.

   "Umm," Matt stammered, and looked at Monica.

   "I'll let you two work it out," she said.  She winked and walked away.

   Monica grabbed Matt's tie and gently pulled his face closer to hers.

   "How about this: you cum on Shari's tits- but I will stroke you until
you're ready to blow?"

   "Deal," Matt said.

   She gave him a slight grin, as she leaned forward, letting her breasts
hang in his face for just a second.  She unzipped his pants and reached
inside, and pulled out his already semi-erect member.  Slowly, she began to
stroke it, gradually exciting it and summoning it to full staff.

   "I want to be the woman who gets you hard, darling," she said softly.

   Matt looked at her and nodded.  Pleased to see he was being so
agreeable, she stroked him faster.  She pulled up a second chair to sit
beside her boyfriend, and snuggled close to him while she rubbed his
swollen penis.  He put his arm around her waist and held her as she pumped
him.

   "You cum on Shari- but you cum for me," she said.

   He agreed, and let her continue to stroke him.  His penis throbbed under
her touch.  Monica turned him on no matter what she wore, but Matt was
especially aroused when she was naked.  As she pumped his penis and
whispered some encouraging words into his ear, it didn't take long for him
to reach his peak arousal.

   "Ready," he said.

   Monica picked up Matt's phone and dialed Shari's desk.

   "Matt has got something for you," Monica said sweetly.  "Can he come by
and deliver?"

   "I'm in my office.  Ready when he is!" Shari said.

   Monica rose to her feet, took him by his penis, and gently pulled him by
his member towards the doorway.  He blushed just a bit as he passed by his
coworkers in the hallway while he allowed his girlfriend to lead him by his
dick to Shari's office.

   They passed by Conference Room B when they stopped dead in their tracks.
Robert Purcell stepped out of the room, and looked at the pair of them. 
Awkwardly, Matt put his penis back into his pants and zipped his fly
closed. Monica lowered her gaze to the floor.

   "Well, I'm learning more and more about this workplace," Robert said. 
"And my children."

   "Sorry, Dad," Matt said.  "It's just- the work culture here."

   "Work culture?" Robert repeated, eyeing Danielle Turner's naked ass as
she passed him by in the hallway.  "Can I talk to you for a minute?"

   "Yeah, my office is over here." Matt led his father to his office, and
shut the door, leaving Monica in the hallway.  Thoughts of what he might be
saying, his advice on his choice of girlfriend, ran through her mind. 
Shari walked up beside her.

   "Hey.  Where is he?" the redhead asked.  She cupped her semen-soaked
breasts together, eager for another helping.

   "His dad just showed up!  I wonder what they're talking about in there,"
Monica said, glumly.

   "Listen.  It doesn't matter.  Matt loves you." She gave Monica a
one-armed side hug, trying not to spill any of her mess on her friend. 
"And it might just be bakery business they're discussing.  Amy said he's a
little unhappy with how long Olivia's been gone.  He needs all the help he
can get with that shop."

   "I doubt that.  Olivia said they've been dead all day," Monica said. 
Shari gave her a reassuring pat on the shoulder.

   "Well, Tess is about to give her wrap-up speech in the conference room,"
Shari said.  "They want to get some secretaries to join her."

   Monica thought for a moment.  While she wasn't eager to get in front of
the camera again, an opportunity to get in Robert's good graces arose. 
Monica scurried to Conference Room A, where Tess was indeed getting ready
to wrap up the program.  Amy, Danielle, and Lori gathered around her, ready
to wave goodbye to the audience as soon as the program returned from a
commercial break.

   Thinking quickly, Monica took a slice of cake and scooped it upon one of
the paper plates that Robert had thoughtfully provided, and grabbed a
plastic fork.  She waited.

   "Going live in ten?" Tess confirmed into her earpiece.  Monica got
ready. She waited.

   "And that's our program for today!" the news anchor said, switching to
her TV voice.  "A big thank you to the hardworking secretaries of J.T. 
Levinson, you have a wonderful Nude Secretaries Day, ladies!"

   She exchanged hugs with Amy, Danielle, and Lori, when Monica approached
her taking a bite of her cake.

   "And what have you got there, Monica, a little dessert?" Tess asked.

   "I'm enjoying a slice of this buttercreme frosted cherry-topped vanilla
cake delivered fresh from Purcell's Family Bakery!" Monica said excitedly.

   "That looks delicious!" Tess said, mentally calculating how many hours
she would need to spend at the gym to work off the small portion on
Monica's plate.

   "Try it!" Monica said.  "One bite!  I know you'll love it."

   "Well...  okay." Although Tess didn't normally deviate from her scripts,
the cake looked too good to pass up.  Monica picked a piece of cake up with
her fork, and fed it straight into the blonde anchor's mouth.  Tess' eyes
immediately went wide.

   "That IS good!" she exclaimed.  "Mmm, mmm!  Where did you say that cake
was from?"

   "Purcell's Family Bakery!" Monica repeated.  "They're a small mom and
pop shop located at 8565 Boyd road, just off Route 15.  They make the BEST
desserts and baked goods in San Amaury, by far!"

   "Well I've definitely got to try them out!" Tess said.  "The Purcells
sure know how to bake a cake!"

   Monica grinned and took another bite of the cake for herself.

   "And of course a big thank you to our sponsors for today's program: Posh
Queen Spa, Hammer condoms, and Dollhouse for making today's episode
possible.  Thank you ALL for watching, I'm Tess Meadows, and this is San
Amaury Today!"

   Tess and the secretaries cheered, and waved goodbye to the camera.  When
Gabe cut to a commercial, Tess handed her microphone to an intern, and
grabbed a robe to cover herself.  Monica looked to the conference room
doorway, and saw Robert standing in the doorframe looking back at her.  He
didn't look angry.  He simply smiled at her in gratitude.  Monica
approached him.

   "I hope that helped," she said softly.

   "Me too," he said.  "Thank you, Monica."

   He looked around the room; his eyes wide as saucers at the sight of
beautiful naked women scurrying about.  He had never seen so much bare
female skin in one place; breasts out, bottoms exposed, genitals on full
display.  With plenty of nude bodies to choose from, Robert's eyes settled
on the blonde news anchor taking a sip of her cappuccino.

   "Is that Tess Meadows?" he asked, shocked.

   "That's her.  She's here today to do a report on Nude Secretaries Day.
Want me to introduce you?"

   Robert nodded.  Monica led him to the gorgeous newswoman and tapped her
on the shoulder.

   "Hi, Tess.  This is Robert Purcell, Matt's father.  He owns Purcell's
Family Bakery."

   "Oh hi!" Tess exclaimed, and extended her hand.  Robert shook it. 
Despite having the larger hand, Robert melted under her grasp.  "Your cake
was to die for!  I'm definitely stopping by there sometime!"

   Tess hadn't yet tied her robe, and it simply hung open leaving Robert
with a view of her bare cleavage, toned abs, and exposed vulva.  He tried
not to stare.

   "I'm flattered," he replied.  "I'm a big fan, Tess.  Your show is on in
my bakery every morning."

   "I'm so happy to meet a big fan!  And I'm a big fan of your son, by the
way.  He really saved my butt last week giving me a ride to work!  And I
can see where he got his good looks!"

   She patted his arm endearingly, causing him to have to shift away for a
second and adjust the crotch of his pants.

   Pleased to see Robert in a good mood and happy about getting to meet
Tess, Monica excused herself from the conference room to let the pair get
better acquainted.  She made her way back to Matt's office, where he was
replying to an email when she stepped in.

   "Your dad's finally meeting his crush!" Monica said excitedly.  "I've
never seen him so star struck!"

   "I just hope he keeps it in his pants!  You know my mom gave him a hall
pass for her, right?"

   "Yeah, your sister told me," she said.  She glanced out into the hallway
and saw Sarah Chamberlain walking past; her hands cupped to her large boobs
dripping with semen.

   "The contest is now CLOSED!" Irvin shouted.  "Everyone report to the
conference room for the results!"

   "Uh oh, looks like you missed your chance to contribute!" Monica said.

   Matt shrugged.  "It's okay.  I'd rather save it for you, anyway."

   Monica giggled.  She knew he meant it as the highest compliment.  She
returned to the conference room with him by her side, where Sarah and Shari
stood side-by-side comparing their cum-soaked breasts.  Monica wormed her
way to the front of the crowd of her coworkers, who had gathered around the
pair to get a look.

   It was certainly a tough choice to make.  Both ladies had a substantial
amount of semen on their chests.  Sarah's breasts were slightly larger and
appeared to have more goo on the outer edge and on the nipples, but Shari
appeared to have more in the cleavage area.  It was nearly impossible to
judge on sight alone.

   "Well, well.  This will not be an easy decision for me," the CEO said.
He looked at both pairs of breasts closely.  Shari and Sarah both smiled
brightly, and flaunted their busts forward for his inspection.  Irvin
looked to the crowd of employees.  "What do you all think?"

   "Actually, Sarah and I discussed it," Shari began.  "We couldn't decide
either, so we came up with the only fair solution."

   "And what would that be?" Irvin asked.

   Shari and Sarah responded by turning to each other, and pressing their
bare breasts together.  Semen from both sets of breasts passed from one
pair to the other, making it impossible to ascertain which drops of semen
were spilled for which girl's boobs.

   "We're calling it a draw," Sarah said.  "I don't want to triumph over
this girl, and she doesn't want to win over me."

   "So it's ALL of our cum!" Shari declared.

   The employees of J.T.  Levinson applauded the two secretaries' decision;
no one apparently requiring a winner.

   "Okay then," Irvin said.  "I won't declare a winner.  And because of
that..."

   His voice dropped, and the employees braced themselves for
disappointment.

   "I'll buy lunch for the WHOLE office," he said, inciting another
applause from his employees.  "Well played, ladies," he said to Shari and
Sarah.  "Now, with all of you here, I have an announcement to make."

   The employees went quiet as Irvin continued.

   "I'm so sad to say, this will be the last Nude Secretaries Day I'll be
celebrating with you all.  At the end of next month, I'll be retiring."

   A few gasps were uttered.

   "Wow, we'll miss you, Irvin," Shari said.

   "Yeah, congratulations, Irvin," Vanessa said.  Her father put his arm
around her, pleased that he was no longer the only CEO to have walked away
from such an exciting company.

   "We'll have some meetings over the next few weeks to choose a new CEO,
but March 31 will be my last day here.  Katie will be leaving the company
then as well."

   Katie blew a kiss to her fellow secretaries.

   "Wow," Lori said.  She turned to Shari.  "Looks like we'll be the last
two girls who've been here from the beginning.  Since we started Nude
Secretaries Day, I mean."

   "Time marches on.  It's been a real pleasure being here for twenty-five
years, but I think it's time," Irvin said.  "That said, have some cake, and
enjoy the rest of this year's Nude Secretaries Day!"

   Irvin's employees gave him an applause.  Relieved to have the contest
over, Shari and Sarah quickly scurried to the restroom to finally wash
their breasts.  Robert watched them as they left, still in awe of his son's
unique workplace and beautiful coworkers.

   "Is it normal for marketing firms to have titty fuck contests?" he
asked.

   "Well, you can't spell 'advertisements' without semen between the tits!"
Mike said, chuckling.  He put his arms around Vanessa and Danielle, and
squeezed a breast from each of them.

   Robert rolled his eyes and shook his head in disbelief.  He felt a tap
on his shoulder, and turned to face her.

   "Hello, Robert Purcell?  I'm Vicki Meadows.  Tess' mother."

   Robert looked at Vicki, and his eyes lit up when he saw the attractive
TV executive speaking to him.  It was quite apparent where Tess had gotten
her good looks.  Robert extended his hand.

   "Nice to meet you, Ms.  Meadows.  Your daughter is very talented."

   "Indeed she is.  And still very single."

   "That's surprising," Robert said, chuckling.

   "We're in agreement there!" she said.  "I may have heard through the
grapevine that your wife gave you a hall pass for Tess, is that true?"

   Robert glanced at Tess awkwardly.  The young reporter still hadn't tied
her robe shut, and was flirting with several of the managers present at the
meeting.

   "Listen Robert, I'm aware you want a grandchild, and I do too, and
neither of our children have delivered yet.  But I might have a solution to
both our problems.  Would you like to have a private conversation with me?"

   *****

   Julie Downey had volunteered to work the front desk so that Vanessa
could be present to see the results of the titty cum contest.  The security
guard downstairs had been successfully keeping swarms of San Amaury Today
fans from entering the building, so very few people had gotten into the
building, and Julie had not had any guests to greet since she'd taken a
seat at the desk.

   It had been fifteen minutes since Nick had left before he finally texted
her as he'd promised.

   "in ryans room.  gift bag right where you left it"

   Julie's heart skipped.  Nick was really going to do this.  She typed out
a response: "did u make the switch?"

   Before Nick could text back, the elevator doors opened, and a man Julie
did not recognize stepped off.

   "Hello, welcome to J.T.  Levinson, how can I help you?" Julie greeted in
her most professional voice.

   The man was in his early 40s, with short curly red hair and a plaid
collared shirt.  Julie couldn't tell what he did for a living but he didn't
appear to work in marketing by her estimation.

   "Hi, uh, oh wow," he stammered, astonished by Julie's nude body.  "I'm,
uh, I'm Sean Trafford.  I'm looking for my wife, Lauren."

   Julie thought for a moment.

   "She might be in the meeting upstairs.  I'm not sure."

   "Can you just show me to her office?  I'll wait for her."

   "No problem!" Julie rose from her seat and showed Sean down the hallway.
He followed her to Lauren's office.

   As it turned out, Lauren was not in the conference room upstairs,
rather, she was in her office, bending over the lap of her boss, Terry
Dunlap.  He was in the process of spanking Lauren's bare bottom, but his
pants were around his ankles and his penis was wedged firmly inside
Lauren's vagina.

   "Hey, Sean," Terry said.  "I'm just spanking your wife.  She seems to
enjoy it.  Her pussy is making my dick wet."

   Sean stopped cold, and stood still as a statue as he stared at his
wife's prostrated body.

   "I...  I know.  I saw her on TV.  I just wanted to come...  see for
myself," he said, his voice shaking.

   Lauren looked at him.

   "Sean, where are the kids?" she asked.

   "Cathie's watching them," Sean said.  "I hope it's okay if I-"

   "Sure, pull up a chair, have a seat," Terry said.  He continued smacking
Lauren's butt while she wiggled around on his lap, making his erect penis
throb with pleasure.

   "Mr.  Trafford, why don't you come with me?" Julie offered.  Her heart
broke for the poor scorned man.

   "That's okay, I'm fine where I am," he said.  Sean grabbed a chair and
took a seat, and watched Terry continue to spank his wife.

   "Mr.  Trafford, don't you want to-" Julie wanted to help, but didn't
know what to say.  Sean seemed perfectly comfortable seated where he was,
watching.  She wondered if he was in shock.

   "Your wife's got a pretty great ass, doesn't she, Sean?" Terry asked.

   Lauren's cuckolded husband nodded in agreement.

   "Think I should cum in her pussy?  Or in her ass?" Terry asked.

   Julie gasped, unable to believe Terry's audacity.  But Sean simply
pondered the question, and responded, "Anywhere you like, Terry."

   "Mr.  Trafford?" Julie asked, flummoxed by Sean's strange reaction to
witnessing his wife being manhandled, spanked, and fornicated with by
another man.  In her shock, she didn't notice John Burton entering the
office behind her, who had just spotted an opportunity and took it.  John
rested the palm of his hand upon the small of Julie's back.

   "Fidelity isn't for everyone, Julie," he said.  With that, he ran his
palm down the curve of her ass, and when his fingertips reached her thighs,
slipped his middle finger between her cheeks.

   *****

   Her legs were spread.  Her pussy lips were swollen and dripping with
juices.  She stared up at him with hungry, horny eyes.  It was her.  His
dream girl.  The girl he'd watched on his television screen so many times
while working the morning shift at his bakery.  The only girl he had gotten
explicit permission from his wife to break his marital vows without
consequence.

   "I'm ready, sir," Tess said, rubbing her clit with her fingertips as she
did.  "Come fuck a baby into me."

   Robert's penis stood tall and hard.  He felt Vicki approach him from
behind, and could feel her bare breasts, large and firm, pressing against
his back.  She reached around him and cupped his balls in her palm, gently
tickling them with her fingertips.

   "I'm going to tell you what I told your son," Vicki began.  "Tess is a
wild girl.  She likes it rough.  Whatever you've got, she can handle, so
fuck her hard.  I want you to completely drain your balls into her."

   Robert nodded to her.  He took a step towards the bed, and Tess rested
her ankles upon his shoulders.  He watched her nipples stiffen as his penis
drew closer to her eager cunt.  She swallowed once and braced herself for
penetration.  Robert pressed the tip of his penis to her wet lips, and
slowly eased himself inside her.  She was warm, wet, and tight.  Tighter
than his wife, that was for certain.  He hadn't felt another vagina in over
thirty years, and Tess Meadows did not disappoint.

   He pumped his hips back and forth, and the sensations on his penis were
pure ecstasy.  The feeling of Vicki's breasts on his back only heightened
his arousal.  He couldn't tell what she was doing back there, but his
question was soon answered when he felt her pulling his butt cheeks apart,
and something touched his anus.

   "Shh, shh, shhhh," she said softly.  "Jussssssst relaxxxxxxxx."

   He did as she asked, and he felt whatever was touching his anus was now
slowly easing its way inside him.  He could feel both of her arms wrapped
around his chest.  Which meant that his anus was being penetrated by a
third party; a Dollhouse brand leather strap-on with rubber dildo
attachment.  Robert would not be slipping out of Tess easily; Vicki would
keep him in place, and the pressure the strap-on would put upon his
prostate would ensure his ejaculation would be large and voluminous.

   "Ignore the strap-on," Vicki urged.  "Just focus on Tess.  How good she
feels.  How tight and wet her pussy is.  How much you want to cum in her."

   Vicki's words made sense to Robert's aroused mind.  He followed her
instructions to the letter, and focused his mental and physical energy on
fucking Tess' sexy young pussy.  He grabbed her soft thighs with both hands
and held them tightly while he thrust his hips forward and backward,
feeling Vicki's hips moving with him and keeping the lubed dildo riding his
ass with every go.

   "Do you like her pussy, Robert?" Vicki asked, teasingly.  Robert closed
his eyes and nodded.  She did feel good.  Very, very, good.

   Tess was moaning now; her eyes were shut and her mouth was just slightly
open, and she was masturbating her clit furiously while Robert pounded her.
Her round, double-D breasts jiggled vigorously the harder he fucked her.

   "She's so sexy, isn't she?" Vicki purred.  "So sexy you just want to
explode in her, don't you?"

   Robert agreed.  His pulse was racing, precum was leaking from the tip.
The pressure on his prostate was accelerating his arousal to a level he
hadn't felt in all his years of being married, while Tess' pussy seemed to
be hungrily devouring his hardened cock.

   "Give it to her.  Give it to her, Robert.  Don't hold back!" she urged.

   Robert didn't.  He repeatedly thrust his penis into Tess' warm wet
womanhood with all he had.  His face was beet red, sweat poured down his
brow.  He was not a man equipped to withstand stimulation this intense.

   "More!  More!" Tess begged.

   She wanted more.  He would give it to her.  She was too sexy to refuse.

   Robert gave his all.  He pounded her with all his might, pushing both
himself and the beautiful young babe closer and closer to climax.  She
rubbed her clitoris savagely as her moaning grew louder and more consumed.
"Oooooohhhhhh!"

   Robert couldn't handle it.  Not when Tess let out a shrill scream of
orgasmic pleasure, and not when a burst of feminine juices spurt from her
vulva, coating his penis with her sticky wet female ejaculate.  Robert
could not hold back.  His body went tense, and a burst of semen exploded
from the tip of his penis and filled her warm wet orifice.  Vicki pressed
her front side to his backside, and pumped her dildo into his ass firmly,
making him cum harder than he had in his entire adult life.

   A second and third dollop of semen burst from his tip, and Vicki held
firm, holding the gentleman in place until he drained out into her young
daughter's pussy.

   Slowly, Tess relaxed, and she let her legs settle upon the bed. 
Robert's pulse returned to normal, and his muscles relaxed as well. 
Finally, Vicki withdrew her strap-on from Robert's anus, allowing him to
withdraw his penis from Tess' vagina.  Tess cupped her palm to her vulva,
attempting to contain the large amount of semen inside, while she pulled
her knees up to her chin.  Vicki applied two lip clips to Tess' labia,
sealing her lips closed and keeping the ejaculate inside.  Tess grunted in
discomfort, but kept her thighs pressed to her breasts until her vagina was
sealed shut.

   "Good work, Mr.  Purcell," Vicki said, applying the last lip clip. 
"You'll get your check as soon as she passes a pregnancy test."

   *****

   Monica's round firm ass bounced up and down upon his erect cock.  He lay
naked on the floor of his office, flat on his back, while the sexy nude
brunette worked her butt up and down, undulating her abdomen against his
pelvis.  Her wet feminine juices dribbled down the shaft of his penis,
helping him slide in and out of her tight hole smoothly and sensually.

   Her grabbed her hips with both hands, letting his fingers explore her
curves while his cock explored her cave.  Monica was magnificent, and he
wanted no other woman.

   "Do you love me?" he asked.

   "Yes," she moaned softly.

   "Say it," he requested.

   "I love you, Matt," she said, moaning louder.

   "I love you, Monica," Matt replied.  He thrust his hips upward, letting
his groin rub against her groin, and pulling back when she pulled back. 
They worked in perfect tandem, two halves of a whole.

   He squeezed her breasts, played with them, and twirled his thumbs around
her nipples while she rested her hands upon his wrists.  Her nipples
stiffened under his touch, and her clit throbbed harder the more he touched
her.  His excitement grew, his manhood grew stiffer, and her pussy lips
swelled and grew wetter.

   "Do you think I'm sexy, baby?" she asked.

   "Yes," he said, panting.  He spoke the truth.  Matt truly and honestly
believed that Monica was the sexiest woman he'd ever seen.  He pumped
faster, giving her everything he couldn't give to Tess and Vicki, and the
more he pumped, the louder Monica squealed.  His thick cock head was
rubbing against her g-spot and was pushing her ever closer to orgasmic
climax.  "You're so sexy," he repeated.  "So sexy."

   She liked hearing those words.  Her vagina liked hearing those words as
well, and was gripping Matt's penis even tighter and releasing even more
wet slippery juices to make both of them feel good.  She bounced faster the
more excited she got; her breasts bounced, her butt cheeks bounced, her
ponytail bounced, her whole body bounced up and down upon Matt's pleasure
stick, driving the pair of them to their very limits of erotic satiation.

   "Oh baby!" Monica cried.  "Oh baby that feels good!"

   Matt grunted loudly.  She made him feel good, too.  He gripped both of
her butt cheeks with his palms and squeezed them tightly, thrusting his
hips with everything he had into her tight warm sex.

   "Oh baby!  Oh baby!" she repeated.

   Her eyes were clenched shut.  Her mouth was open.  Sweat covered every
inch of her body.  Her nipples, hard as rocks, pulsated with pleasure.  She
rolled her head back and surrendered to her raw primal urges.  Matt pushed
her, edged her, until she could take it no more.  Her body erupted into
orgasm; her vagina clenched his penis tightly, making his penis explode
inside her.  His milky white man cream filled her; the only woman he wanted
his cum to touch.

   Their bodies grew still and gradually, their breathing and heartbeats
returned to normal.  Their excited bodies relaxed.  They looked into one
another's eyes, and smiled, both deeply satisfied with what they had done.
Monica climbed off of him and rolled onto her back beside him.

   "That was worth the wait," she said.

   Matt agreed.

   "What time is it?" she asked, still panting.

   Matt checked his wristwatch, the only piece of clothing he still had on
him.

   "Almost five-thirty," he said.

   "Good.  Hopefully not too many people heard us." They had waited until
after Albert left for the day, but there were still some lingerers around
the office who likely overheard their activities.

   Matt climbed to his feet and put his clothes back on, and Monica grabbed
her coat to cover herself.  After shutting their computers down for the
day, the post-coital couple headed to the elevators, enjoying the silence
in the office now that the TV crew had packed up and left and most of their
coworkers had gone home.

   Monica playfully smacked Matt's butt as he pressed the down button on
the elevator.  He laughed and smacked her butt in return.  When the
elevator doors didn't open, Matt headed for the stairwell instead.  Before
he could open the door, Olivia opened it from the other side.  To his
shock, she still hadn't gotten dressed since filming her ad spot.

   "Liv!  What are you still doing here?" he asked.

   Amy followed Olivia out of the stairwell, wrapped her arms around her
new and very naked friend, and planted a kiss on her shoulder, answering
his question.

   "I'm looking for Dad.  Is he still here?" she asked.

   Her question was also answered quickly, when the elevator doors opened
and Robert stepped off, followed by Tess and Vicki, all fully dressed once
again.

   "Looks like you found him," Matt said.

   "Hey!  Mom's been blowing up my phone," Olivia said to her father.  "She
says the bakery has a line out the door.  She really needs us back there."

   Robert looked at Monica, impressed.  "Looks like a little product
placement really helps, huh?"

   Monica shrugged.  "I do what I can," she said humbly.

   "Well, it was a big help." Indeed, the bakery had not been that busy
since they'd first opened it.

   Tess approached the four of them, with a bright beaming smile to conceal
the discomfort she was feeling from wearing two lip clips still pinching
her labia shut.

   "It's been really fun working with you guys!" Tess said.  "Hope I'll get
to see you again sometime!"

   Tess gave a warm hug to Amy, Olivia, Matt, and finally Monica.

   "You've got a good man," she said to Monica quietly.  Monica agreed.

   "Sorry things didn't work for you, Matt," Tess said.  She nudged Robert
with her elbow and touched her belly.  "But maybe we'll be family soon?"

   "I guess we'll see," Matt said.

   "It was nice meeting you all," Vicki said.  For the first time that day,
she smiled.

   She got back onto the elevator, along with Tess and Robert, and Matt and
Monica joined them as well.

   "See you back in at the shop, daddy!" Olivia said.  She streaked down
the hallway to grab her clothes from the conference room where she'd left
them while Amy followed her.

   When the elevator reached the lobby, they found Nick Hosdale waiting on
the bench near the security guard's desk, watching the news on the nearby
mounted TV screen.  Vicki, Tess, and Robert continued out to the parking
lot, while Monica stopped to talk with her former student.

   "Hey!  What are you still doing here?" she asked.

   "Just waiting for someone," he said.  He smiled at Monica, and averted
his gaze when he saw Matt approach.

   "I think your dad left a while ago," she said.

   "Oh, not him," Nick said.

   Julie Downey emerged from the nearby restroom, back in her clothes
again, and walked to Nick's side.

   "Ready!" she said, and Nick jumped to his feet.  He turned to Monica.

   "We're just gonna grab dinner down at Chelli's.  You guys wanna come
with us?" he asked.

   "I actually have something I need to do," Monica said.  "But thanks! 
I'm glad you two seem to be hitting it off!"

   "Turns out we have a lot in common," Julie said, laughing.  Her
attention turned to a news report that flashed on the nearby television
screen.

   "A prank at a local fraternity has left two college students in a very
sticky situation.  Jenn Vallarta has the story," the anchor said.

   The report cut to a female anchor standing in front of the Alpha Tau
Zeta house.

   "A local student from the Alpha Tau Zeta fraternity at San Amaury
University was caught with his pants down, literally, when in the midst of
a sex act, got his penis stuck inside a female student's mouth. 
Twenty-three year old Mackenzie Nesbitt was performing oral sex on
fraternity member Ryan van Roden when her lips got stuck to his genitals.
Unable to get her free, van Roden called for help from a fellow fraternity
member, and when he was unable to get her free, the fellow member contacted
emergency services."

   The report cut to footage of Ryan lying on his bed while Mackenzie
straddled him, with a blur concealing her breasts, bottom, and Ryan's
penis. Two paramedics struggled to apply a solvent while Mackenzie thrashed
about, hindering their efforts.

   "Quit pulling!  You're gonna tear my [EXPLETIVE DELETED] off!" Ryan
screamed.

   "Mmmmmph!  Mgggggggffff!" Mackenzie mumbled, twisting and yanking her
head around, making Ryan yowl in agony.

   "Miss!  Miss!  You need to hold still!" one of the paramedics said.

   "Oh my God, quit biting!  Oh hell!" Ryan screamed.

   "Paramedics were able to get the students unstuck, leaving van Roden
with mild injuries to his penis and Nesbitt with contusions on her lips,"
the anchor continued.  "The paramedics suspect the incident may have been
the result of a prank in which a flavored lubricant the students were using
had been replaced with a very powerful adhesive.  None of the fraternity
members questioned have taken responsibility."

   The report showed Ryan hobbling out of his bedroom wincing and holding
his private parts, while Mackenzie scurried behind him holding her hands
over the lower half of her face.

   "Poor Mackenzie," Nick said, shaking his head as he watched the screen.
"She must be so embarrassed."

   "I almost feel bad for her," Julie said, giggling.  "Almost."

   "You know, I used to have a student who pulled pranks like that," Monica
said.  She gave the side eye to Nick.

   "I wouldn't know anything about that," Nick said, smirking.

   Monica shook her head, and walked with Matt out to the parking lot. 
They reached Matt's Charger, and watched Robert as he drove off to the
bakery and the limousine closely behind him, returning Tess and Vicki to
the studio.  Matt unlocked the Charger and let Monica inside.

   "Can you take me to the bakery?" Monica asked.  "I want to help out."

   "You don't have clothes!" Matt said.

   "I'll wear an apron," Monica said.

   "The apron only covers your front," Matt said.  "Your butt is gonna be
bare."

   Monica shrugged.  "I don't think the customers will mind.  Most of them
are there because they saw me on TV."

   "Your call," Matt said, starting the car.

   "I'll just ask Olivia or your dad to drive me home.  I think they like
me a bit more now."

   "How about I drive you home?" Matt suggested.  "Since I'll be working
there, too."

   Monica looked at him in surprise.

   "You sure?" she asked.

   "They're my family.  They do a lot for me.  I think I can return the
favor."

   Monica touched his arm.

   "You're a good man," she said.  More than a few women apparently thought
so.

   Pleased with her approval, Matt sped out of the parking lot and headed
off to the bakery.