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 ï>¿The Office Slut Ch.  01 by Lady GreyÃ,Â(C)



   The Start of things.

   The whole thing started with a discussion among a group of us in the
rest room at Hinkerman's, the company where I worked in the typing pool.

   It was all about how far you would be willing to go for money.  It had
started with a reality TV program that had been shown the previous evening,
where girls had been offered money to flash their boobs in public.

   The shows presenter could have offered the girls up to £100, but it was
surprising just how little he got away with.  There was one especially
attractive young lady who willingly showed her generous assets to the
thousands of viewers for the paltry sum of £20.

   The discussion went on for some time and it seemed that most of us
around the table would be willing to do almost anything legal if the money
was right.

   Just then Mandy from admin chipped in.  "What about actually having sex
with someone, like in that Michael Douglas film, where he offered this guy
a lot of money to sleep with his wife? .  "

   We all glanced at each other.  No one wanted to take the lead at this
point, so I shook my head and smiled.  "If the amount of money offered me
was going to make a big difference to my life, I would certainly consider
it.  "

   What escaped my notice at the time was that sitting at the next table to
us there was someone who was sipping slowly on his cup of coffee, taking a
great interest in our conversation.

   I was back at my desk later that afternoon when I received a call to go
over to head office, which was situated a few blocks away from where I
worked in the distribution office.  I called and informed my head of
section that I had to leave, but she told me that she had already been
notified.  It was a little worrying to be called to head office, as they
did not say what it was about, just that I was to report to the main
reception desk.

   The very attractive receptionist who greeted me was wearing what I
thought was a rather low-cut dress.  She smiled, asked me my name, and then
consulted her list on her desk.  She informed me that my meeting was with
the Chief Executive Officer's Personal Assistant, a Keith Mellor.  She gave
me directions to his office, and then handed me a pass.

   "You will need this to get into the head office section, " she said,
flashing me a beaming smile.

   As I rode up on the elevator, I was still a little worried, and
wondering why I had been called over to head office.  Emerging from the
lift, I swiped the card in the unit at the side of the door.  It opened to
admit me into a rather plush section.  An attractive man who looked to be
in his mid 40's was waiting for me.

   "Samantha?  " he said, holding out his hand.  "Pleased to meet you.  "

   He took my arm and led me up the wide corridor with doors down both
sides and ushered me into a spacious office.  It was fitted out to a very
high standard of luxury.  It also had large picture windows that overlooked
the river and the riverside walk.

   "Take a seat, Samantha.  Can I offer you a cool drink?  " he said,
indicating a tray on which was a large pitcher of iced orange juice.

   I smiled and nodded.  "That would be very nice.  Thank you, sir.  "

   He got up from behind his large desk and poured out two glasses of
orange juice, handing one to me as he sat down.  Then he began to look
through some papers on his desk.

   "Just want to go through a few things with you, if that's alright.  " He
said.  I nodded.

   "I see you are not married.  " Again I nodded.

   "Do you have a boy friend at the moment?  "

   "Not at the moment, " I said with a slight smile.  "I'm just between
them.  " He smiled.

   "Do you live on your own?  " he asked.

   I nodded and told him that I did, and that I had only a few weeks ago
moved into a new apartment.

   "Do you like working for Hinkermans?  " he asked.

   "Yes, I like it very much.  "

   "Do we pay you enough?  "

   I looked at him, smiling.  "Well, yes, the pay's not bad, " I said, "but
if you are offering me a pay raise, I can certainly put it to good use.  "
He nodded his head knowingly, and smiled.

   "What is your take home pay, about £1200 a month?  " he asked.

   "Around that, sometimes a little either way, depends on bonuses.  "

   "How would you like to maybe double that?  " he asked.  "Say, £3000 a
month?  "

   I looked at him in amazement.  "For doing what?  " I asked.

   "Well, that depends on you, young lady.  I have been informed that you
would be willing to do almost anything if the money were right?  " He
looked straight at me.

   I quickly remembered the discussion we had at lunchtime.  How the hell
had he found out about that so quickly?

   I smiled.  "That was just a bit of a laugh, sir, " I said.

   "So you did not mean what you said?  " He looked at me.

   I thought for a moment, wondering what this was all leading up to.  I
shrugged.  "Well, I suppose I might, depending on what I was asked to do
and how much I was offered to do it.  "

   He opened a drawer and pulled out a large bundle of new £20 notes, and
began to count them out.  Then he picked up the ones he had counted and
placed them in front of me.

   "There's £500, " he said.  "It's yours if you would remove your blouse.
" I looked at him in amazement.

   "You are joking?  "

   He shook his head.  "No, " he said, "I'm serious.  The money's yours if
you take off your blouse.  "

   I was stunned and amazed by his suggestion.  Here I was sitting in the
office of one of the senior managers of the firm, and he was offering me
£500 pounds to take off my blouse in front of him.  £500 was nearly two
weeks wages.  I have to say, I was equally torn between slapping his face
and ripping my blouse off.

   I still did not understand.  "You are asking me to take off my blouse
here in your office and you will give me £500?  He nodded.

   "What's the catch?  " I asked.

   He shook his head.  "There is no catch, Samantha; just remove your
blouse and you can pick up the money.  "

   I looked at the money, then at him.  "Just my blouse?  " I asked.  He
nodded.

   What the hell, I thought, what's the problem of taking off my blouse?  I
could certainly use £500.  I slowly started to unbutton my blouse.  He
leaned back in the chair watching me.  When all the buttons were undone, I
eased it down my arms and slipped out of it.  I laid it on my lap and sat
there facing him.  At least, I was glad I had decided to wear one of my
nicer bras today.

   "That was not too difficult, was it?  " he asked.  I shrugged.  I was
beginning to feel a little self-conscious the way he was looking at me with
me sitting there in my bra.  It was a white lace one and I knew he could
probably make out the dark areas of my areolas beneath the thin lace
panels. I was also suddenly conscious of my nipples beginning to stir.  Oh
my god, I thought to myself, they are becoming erect.  Now he can't help
but notice them.

   "The £500 is yours, Samantha, " he said as he pushed it towards me.  I
looked at the thick bundle of crisp new £20 notes.  All that, I thought,
just for taking my blouse off.

   "How would you like another £500?  " he asked.

   With all honesty, I have to say that I had half expected him to ask. 
"For what?  " I asked.

   "Your skirt, " he said, a slight smile on his face.

   I must say I was becoming a little unsure about the situation now.  I
wondered just where things were going.  How far was he expecting me to go?
More to the point, how far was I willing to go?  The offer of another £500
for my skirt was very tempting, but could I do it?  I thought about what I
was wearing under the skirt: just a brief white thong and my hold up
stockings, but then £500 was an awful lot of money.

   He slowly counted out the money and pushed it to the centre of his desk.
He looked at me; I licked my lips nervously.  I realised that I could get
up and walk out of here with a thousand pounds just for taking my blouse
and skirt off in front of this old lecher and letting him get a look at me
in my underwear.

   Hesitantly, I stood up.  I placed my blouse on his desk and then I began
to unclip my skirt before sliding down the zip.  Then I slowly eased the
skirt over my hips; it dropped to the floor.  I stepped out of it, and then
I stooped to pick it up before laying it on top of my blouse.  I nervously
adjusted my stockings, then stood there looking at him feeling even more
self conscious.

   I realised at once as I stood there that my thong was maybe a little
brief and left very little to the imagination.  I was also beginning to
feel a little heated displaying myself to him like this.  He nodded his
approval.  "You are a very attractive young lady, " he said, his eyes
running over my lightly clad body.

   I was by this time beginning to feel even more self-conscious for I knew
that my brief attire did not conceal very much, and Keith Mellor was
certainly taking a great interest in what I had on display.  I stood there
for a moment letting him look at me.  Suddenly, my legs began to feel a
little shaky.  I sank back in the chair and crossed my legs.

   I, of course, knew that now that I had gone this far, he was probably
going to want more.  Was I going to be able to refuse him?  What was he
going to offer me?  I thought back to the lunch time discussion where I had
stated quite categorically that I would be willing to do anything legal if
the money were right.

   "Well, " he said slowly, "what are you going to make me pay for the
pleasure of seeing you remove those last two items?  "

   I looked at him and shook my head.  "I couldn't, sir, no, this is as far
as I am willing to go, " I said quickly.

   "Are you quite sure?  " he asked.

   I nodded and began to reach for my clothes.  He put his hand out and
stopped me.

   "But you said earlier today that you would be willing to do anything
legal if the price were right, " he said.  "Taking your clothes off is not
illegal, so you name the price.  "

   I looked at him.  I was now feeling quite warm, and even a little
excited, being in just my brief revealing underwear.  I knew I was also
beginning to get a little aroused as I felt that damp, warm, creeping
sensation between my thighs.

   "A thousand pounds?  " I suddenly heard myself saying.

   He looked at me.  "For both?  " he asked.

   "No, " I suddenly blurted out.  "For each.  "

   "You are an expensive young lady, " he said.  Then slowly he began
counting the money out on the desk.  Oh shit, I thought he would laugh at
me if I asked for a thousand.  Now suddenly there was no turning back.  I
had gotten myself into this.  I watched as he counted out the two stacks of
notes, a thousand pounds in each.  He slid them in my direction.

   "There you are, it's all yours, " he said with a slight grin.  Then he
settled back in his large chair.  "Now, take it nice and slow, Samantha, "
he said.  "I want to enjoy this."

   I was in a bit of a daze as shakily I got to my feet.  I reached behind
my back, and with unsteady fingers, I unclasped my bra.  It fell loose.  I
eased it slowly away allowing him to get his first look at my firm breasts.
I was embarrassed to feel that my nipples were already standing to
attention.  He nodded his head approvingly as I dropped my bra onto his
desk with my other clothes.

   At this stage, I was feeling that I wanted to run from the room, but I
was rooted to the spot in front of his desk, and I was now about to remove
my last small item of clothing and allow him to see me naked.  With shaking
fingers, I gripped the waistband of my brief thong and began to ease it
down, exposing as I did so my neatly trimmed bush.  How glad I was that I
had that bikini wax yesterday.  The damp thong then dropped to the floor
and I stepped out of it.  I stood before him all but naked in nothing but
my hold ups and heels.

   "You certainly have a beautiful body, Samantha, " he said, looking me up
and down, "and if I may say so, well worth the money you asked.  "

   I just stood there, my hands hanging loosely at my side, not sure what
to do with them now that I had removed all my clothes.

   I was beginning to feel very conscious of my nakedness standing there in
front of him.  I was also aware that I was gradually becoming more sexually
aroused.  My nipples had as usual become hard and prominent, and now I
could feel myself becoming damp between my thighs.  I am sure that Mr. 
Mellor had noticed my discomfort, but he did nothing but sit back in his
chair and look at me.

   At last he sat up and smiled at me.  "It wasn't too bad, was it?  " he
asked.

   I shook my head and smiled.  "I have to admit, it was a lot easier than
I would have expected.  "

   "How would you feel about doing it again, say maybe on a regular basis?
Could you do it?  " he asked.  I looked at him a little shocked and
surprised.  I couldn't believe what he was asking of me.  Was he suggesting
that I should become a stripper?

   I shook my head.  "I don't know; it depends on the circumstances.  "

   "You mean how much money is on the table?  "

   I nodded slowly.  "Well, yes, I suppose that's what I'm saying.  "

   He looked me up and down and smiled.  "How do you feel about sex?  "

   There was a silence in the room.  Here I was, standing naked in front of
this guy's desk.  How could I not help feeling randy?  My nipples were
aching and my pussy was juicing up and now this guy asked me how I felt
about sex.

   He smiled at my discomfort.  "I can see you are becoming aroused, " he
said.  I felt myself blushing slightly.  "But let me assure you this is as
far as things go.  " I have to admit I felt slightly relieved in one way,
but sorry in another.

   I knew in my own mind that having gone this far and feeling as I did, it
would not have taken much persuasion from him to let things go further.

   "Well, " he said, opening up a folder lying on his desk.  He took out
what to me looked like a cheque.  He held it in is hand looking at it.  "I
have been authorised by the management on the completion of out little
trial to offer you this on an agreement from you that for a period of one
month you make yourself available to all the members of the management
team. "

   I looked at him horrified.  "You can't be serious, " I said.

   "For the money they're offering you, the offer is deadly serious.  "

   He passed me the cheque.  I was about to throw it at him when I saw the
amount written on it.  He had earlier mentioned offering me £3,000 a
month; the cheque I was holding was for four times that amount: £12,000.

   "Is this a serious offer?  " I asked.

   "Yes, " he said, "very serious.  "

   My god, I thought, £12,000 for just one month's work?  How bad could it
be?  Even if they wanted more from me than just seeing me naked, they
couldn't ask me to do anything I hadn't done before.  I was no innocent
young girl, far from it, and it was only for 30 days.

   "OK, " I said, "I'll do it.  "

   "Are you absolutely sure?  " he asked.  I nodded.  "I'm sure.  "

   He passed a sheet of paper across to me.  "This is to cover us from any
litigation.  It's to say that you have agreed to do this of your own free
will and no pressure as been put on you.  " I looked at him, took the pen
he was holding, and signed the paper.  He folded it and then placed it in
the folder on his desk.

   Just then the phone on his desk rang.  He reached over and picked it up.
"No problem, " he said.  "I'm just about clear; bring the papers in and I
will sign them straight away.  " On hearing his comments, I made a move to
pick up my clothes when he stopped me.

   "No, Samantha, don't bother with those just yet.  I have a little task
for you, just to see how you shape up.  " I looked at him and then
nervously at the door, expecting someone to come in at any moment.

   "I want you to step over there.  " He pointed to a corner of the office
opposite the door.  I walked over to where he had indicated.  "Now turn
round, " he said.  I turned and faced the wall.  "Now Samantha, I want you
to bend over and grasp hold of your ankles.  "

   Hesitantly, I did as I was instructed.  I at once realised that I was in
a very revealing position.  I knew in this position both my backside and my
pussy would be clearly visible to any one entering the room.  "Now
Samantha, I want you to spread your legs slightly.  " Again, I did as I was
told.

   "Now, I want you to stop like that and don't move until I tell you to. "
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.  My legs were shaking.  I was warm
and I had begun to feel weak again.  I heard Mellor call to whoever was at
the door to enter; I heard the door open and someone walked into the
office. I did not know if it were a man or a woman.  Nothing was said, by
Mellor or the person who had entered.  I began to wonder if maybe it were
not unusual to walk into an office here and come across a totally naked
female lewdly displaying herself like this.

   Then I heard Mellor thank whoever it was, and the door close as they
went out.  I stayed in my instructed position.  "That was very good,
Samantha, " I was surprised to hear Mellor's voice close behind me.  Then I
almost died as I felt something touch my exposed pussy and slide slowly up
the damp cleft.

   "You are extremely aroused, aren't you Samantha?  " he said.  I mumbled
something to the affirmative as the inquisitive fingers continued their
exploration of my womanly charms.

   "Would you like me to take care of the situation, or maybe you would
like to sort out the problem yourself?  "

   By now, in my sexually aroused mind, I needed some relief.  Should I
agree to let him do whatever he desired, or should I say no?  The other
option, I realized, was to relieve myself while he watched.  I managed to
decide that the latter was probably the preferred option as far as I was
concerned.

   He had already seen all there was to see; he had humiliated me in front
of I knew not who, so to have to masturbate while he watched was, I
considered, better than letting him have his way with me.

   He made me sit in an armchair with my legs spread, resting one leg over
each arm.  Then he sat and watched as I finger fucked myself.  I was of
course extremely wet, and my juices were flowing profusely as furiously I
worked myself up to an explosive orgasm.  When it was over, I just lay
there exhausted.  I did not know how long I had been in his office, but in
that time, I had stripped for money, displayed my private parts to a total
stranger, and finally masturbated in front of him.  I wondered just what
more the next thirty days held for me.



   Office Slut Ch.  02 by Lady GreyÃ,Â(C)



   I sealed my fate on the way home that night by depositing the cheque in
my bank account.  The young girl behind the counter looked at the large
cheque with interest.  "Nice little deposit," she said, smiling, as she
wrote down the amount.  I wondered to myself what she would have thought if
she knew what I was about to do for it.

   The following morning, I was extremely nervous about what I was about to
do.  I took some care dressing.  I still did not know what to expect, but
after yesterday's interview with Mellor, I realised that what ever I put on
would probably have to come off at some stage during the day.

   I had been told by Mellor to report to a Miss Martin.  She would take
care of me and explain my duties, and would also show me where I would be
working.

   Miss Martin turned out to be a tall attractive woman in her mid to late
forties.  She looked smart in a dark business suit and crisp white blouse.
She smiled when I walked into her office, looking me up and down.  "So, you
are our new girl," she said.  "I must compliment Keith on his choice."

   She told me that while I was there, I would be working for all the
members of the management team.  I noticed she smiled when she said
working. She obviously knew what I would be doing.  "When you are not
required for your other work, there will be some non-essential office work
for you to do to fill in your time."

   She then led me to an office.  It was one of the first along the
corridor.  On the door, there was a small brass plate with the words,
Corporate Entertainment Department.  I smiled.

   She opened the door.  "This is where you will be located for the next
four weeks," she said.  "I do hope you are going to enjoy your stay with
us, as much as the management team is going to enjoy having you," she
smirked at me.  "I think you will find everything you require in here." She
looked at her watch.  "I'll leave you to find your way around and make
yourself at home.  You have an appointment with the group director, Mr. 
Hinkerman, at eleven this morning."

   I was then left alone in my new office.  It was very nice and
comfortable.  I noticed at once that all the personal things I had on my
desk in the other building had been brought over.  I decided to look
around. In a large cupboard, I found, to my surprise, a comprehensive
selection of clothes, all new and in plastic bags.  Below the hanging
clothes were a series of drawers.  These contained underwear and
accessories, again all individually wrapped.  I was more than a little
surprised to find that all the clothes were my size.

   There was a tap on the door.  It opened and a pretty blond head popped
round.  "Would you like coffee, Miss?" the pretty young thing asked.

   "Please," I said, "That would be very nice."

   She made her way in pushing a small trolley on which were cups, and a
large flask of coffee, and another that contained milk.  I saw she also had
an interesting selection of fancy cakes and biscuits.  She told me that her
name was Rose; she explained that it was her job to serve all the offices
along the corridor.  As we chatted, I could not help but notice her outfit.
It was extremely short, and showed an awful lot of her long shapely legs
clad in dark stockings.  When she bent down to reach a small plate on the
lower shelf of the trolley, I was able to see the tops of her stockings and
an inch or so of white thigh.

   I also noticed, as she leaned over to place my drink on the desk, she
was exposing a lot of cleavage.  They certainly seemed to like their women
to show themselves off over here, I thought to myself.

   After a coffee and a large portion of blueberry cheesecake, I continued
my exploration of my new office.  I found I had a large washroom complete
with shower.  Alongside, a large illuminated mirror was set above a well
stocked dressing table.  They had certainly thought of everything.  On
returning to my desk, I checked through the in tray, and found it contained
mostly filing and other mundane office tasks.

   Just then the phone rang.  I picked it up.  "Samantha, Corporate
Entertainment," I said in my best phone voice.  It was Mr.  Hinkerman on
the line and he wanted me to come along to his office as soon as possible.

   I checked myself over in the washroom mirror, adjusted my make up, and
with butterflies starting in my stomach, made my way up the corridor.  I
found his office to be the last one on the left.  I steeled myself and
knocked and a voice called for me to come in.

   This office was twice as big as Mellor's and was a lot more luxurious.
They certainly believed in their comforts over here at the head office. 
The man sitting behind the desk was quite good looking, with iron-grey hair
and dark piercing eyes.  He looked me up and down as I walked in.  "So, you
are our new young lady, Samantha," he said.  "Sam for short, I guess?" I
nodded smiling.  "You are very pretty," he said, "Very pretty, indeed. 
Have you been informed of your duties?" he asked.

   "I think so, sir." I said

   "Good," he said, "But there is just one thing.  In the future when I
call you, I would like you to be already undressed, unless, that is, I
require you to wear something specific."

   I nodded.  "Yes, I will remember that in the future, sir," I said.  My
God, I thought, that means I'm going to have to walk about the place naked.

   "You want me to undress now?" I asked.

   He nodded.  "Please, my dear, I have some important clients arriving
shortly and I need you around as a distraction." He smiled to himself.

   I walked over to a chair and began to slowly undress.  He did not seem
to be taking a lot of interest in what I was doing.  He just kept giving me
a cursory glance now and again as he sifted through some paper work.  I was
just about to remove my panties when there was a knock on the door, and a
much younger guy in shirtsleeves walked in.  "Hi, dad, can I have a quick
one with you?" he said.  Then he suddenly noticed me.  Well, why wouldn't
he?  I was standing there in just my brief panties.  He grinned and walked
over to me.  "So, this is the new girl," he said, smiling at me and looking
me over.

   Mr.  Hinkerman looked up.  "Sam, this is my son, Martin."

   He held out his hand.  I reached out and shook it feeling a little
exposed in just my rather brief panties.  I saw him looking with interest
at my breasts and my already aroused nipples.  "She is a very attractive
young lady," he said, turning to his farther.  "Will she be available
later?"

   His father shook his head.  "I doubt it.  I have the two buyers from
Landers coming along at any minute, and if last time was anything to go by,
she won't be."

   Martin shrugged his shoulders.  "Never mind," he said, turning back to
look at me.  "We will have to get together later, but I can't wait that
long to see your pretty pussy, so if you wouldn't mind." He looked at my
panties.  I felt a little humiliated by his comment, but I knew what I was
expected to do, so I slipped them down and stood there naked for his
inspection.  I could see from the expression on his face that he liked what
he saw.  Then he just turned away and began to chat with his farther.  With
a last glance at my naked body, he smiled and left the office.

   Mr.  Hinkerman told me to take my clothes and put them in his wash room.
When I returned he told me to come over to his desk.  He watched me as I
walked over towards him with nothing to cover my nakedness but my hold ups
and heels.  He looked me up and down and commented that I looked good.  He
asked me to turn around so that he could inspect me from all angles.  It
still felt a little strange being naked in front of someone whom I had just
met, but I knew from now on and for the next four weeks, I was just going
to have to get used to it.

   He then explained that this morning I was going to act as his secretary
during the meeting, and that I should take notes that I could type up
later. He also mentioned that the buyers who were coming could get a little
playful.  "But I'm sure there will be nothing you can't handle," he said
with a smile.  He also mentioned that Rose had already left coffee and some
other drinks along with a selection of food for lunch.  It was in the small
kitchen at the rear of the office, and I would be expected to serve it
later.

   A buzzer on his intercom suddenly sounded, and when he pressed the
intercom, a voice announced his visitors had arrived.  He told me to take
up my place on a straight backed chair at the side of his desk; it was
facing the two chairs that had already been placed there for his visitors.
I was now beginning to feel very nervous and more than a little
apprehensive just sitting there totally naked awaiting the arrival of his
two visitors.

   There was a knock on the door; it opened and two men entered.  There
eyes lit up immediately when they saw me.  Then they nodded at Mr. 
Hinkerman.  "Nice to see you have everything ready for us, Paul," one of
the men said, smiling.

   "And what do you call this pretty little thing?" the other man asked.

   "This is Sam," Hinkerman said.  "She's new to us.  It's her first day
with us." They both nodded their approval.  I smiled nervously at them.

   Then they all quickly got down to business.  It seemed a rather surreal
situation with the three of them talking business, while I sat there
totally naked and took notes.  The two buyers constantly looked in my
direction, and their obvious interest in me began to arouse me.  I twisted
nervously on my seat as I began to feel my juices running down between my
thighs.

   When Mr.  Hinkerman asked if they would like coffee, they nodded and
took a break from their work.  I had to walk around the office while the
pair of them followed me with there eyes wherever I went.

   It did feel quite degrading to be naked and exposed like this in front
of the two men, but I was a little surprised by just how aroused I was
becoming.  While in the kitchen, I ran my hand over my pussy.  I was not at
all surprised to find I was quite wet as my juices had already begun to
flow.

   We all worked on until one o'clock when I was asked to serve lunch.  The
three of them sat and chatted about sports and other things while they all
made short work of the plates of food I had provided.  I was a little
surprised and more than a little apprehensive when it was suggested that
Mr. Hinkerman should show one of the buyers around one of the new units.

   Suddenly, I found myself sitting alone with the other guy, who told me
that his name was Andrew.  He asked me to come over to where he was
sitting. I stood up and walked over and stood in front of him.  He looked
at my body.  "You are a very attractive young lady, Samantha," he said,
with a slight smile on his face.  He reached out and began to caress my
breast and nipped my hard nipple between his finger and thumb.  I tried to
suppress a groan.

   He stood up and pushed me back suddenly.  I could feel the edge of
Hinkerman's desk against my bottom.  I eased myself up onto it, feeling the
cool leather against my skin.  He took hold of my knees and eased my legs
apart.  I knew that he would now be able to see that I was already becoming
quite wet.  He dipped his fingers into my honey pot and smiled as he
realised just how wet I already was.

   He fumbled with his trousers and released a monster of a cock, which he
held in his hand for a moment before rubbing the large purple end against
my pussy lips, nudging them open.  He spread my legs even wider as he
thrust into me.  I cried out as his monster filled me and I felt myself
tighten around it.

   I leaned back on my hands on the desk and he began to fuck me with long,
energetic strokes.  He was already breathing heavily.  I had already
experienced a minor orgasm as he entered me because I was so hot.  He then
gripped both of my breasts and squeezed them painfully as he worked himself
up to a climax.  Just as he reached it, he withdrew and jetted large
amounts of his warm, white, sticky fluid all over my stomach and legs.

   I was still shaking from the experience and he was tidying himself up
when the door opened and Hinkerman and the other rep came in.  He grinned
when he saw the state I was in.  "Was the sweet course up to your
expectations?" he asked.

   Andrew nodded.  "Yes," he said, with a wide grin.  "She was very tasty
indeed."

   "You want a turn with her," Hinkerman asked, "before we continue?"

   The other rep looked at me still sitting there, legs wide apart, strings
of cum still running down my body.  He shook his head.  "No, I'm not into
sticky seconds," he said, "But I would not mind her giving me some head."

   Mr.  Hinkerman looked at me and motioned to the rep.  I knew what was
expected.  I slipped off the desk and knelt in front of him.  I could see
there was already a large bulge in his pants.  I slid down the zip and
eased him out.  Thankfully, he was not as large as Andrew.  I wrapped my
hands around his shaft and eased it into my mouth.  It tasted a little
salty, but not too unpleasant.  After a few strokes, I became too engrossed
in what I was doing to notice the taste.  I had often been told by some of
my more intimate male friends that I was somewhat of an expert at giving
head, and from the sounds that were coming from him I could tell that he
was enjoying the experience.

   I thought he might pull out, like Andrew had done, but when he gripped
my head, I knew that I was going to have to take his load.  He cried out as
he erupted, and my mouth, and soon my throat, was filled with large amounts
of hot, none too unpleasant, cum which I tried to quickly swallow.  But as
he slipped from my mouth, it ran down my chin and splashed down onto my
breasts.

   As he wiped his shrinking cock on a napkin, he pulled me to my feet.  He
thanked me for a very pleasant experience, saying we would have to do it
again some time.

   Of course, after all I had taken, I looked a bit of a mess.  Mr. 
Hinkerman suggested that I return to my office and get cleaned up.  I went
into the rest room and picked up my clothes.  I did not bother to dress as
I did not want to get my clothes messed up.

   It felt a little strange walking back down the corridor to my office
holding my clothes in my hands.  I was expecting at any moment for one of
the doors to open and someone to come out.  Luckily, I did get back to my
own office without been seen and I was soon under the shower, washing
myself clean of the results of the encounters with the two reps.

   Although I knew that the whole encounter had been somewhat degrading, I
did not feel too bad about it, and it had not been that unpleasant.  Andrew
fucking me had relieved some of my pent up arousal, and I had quite liked
giving the other guy head.  The thing that had bugged me a little was that
the others had been watching.  It was the first time that I had ever done
anything like that with other people watching me, but I knew that if I were
going to earn my money, it was something I was probably going to have to
get used to.

   I dried myself off after my shower and redid my hair and make up, and
had just slipped back into my clothes when the phone rang.  It was Mr. 
Hinkerman.

   "Hi, Sam," he said.  "Are you OK?" I told him that I was.  "I was
wondering if you could you come along and serve us with coffee." As he
spoke to me, I heard someone speaking to him in the background.  "I have
just been asked by my two friends if you would wear something sexy, but no
knickers." I could tell he was grinning.

   I sorted through the items of lingerie in the cupboard and selected a
red Basque.  Its half cup bra left my nipples slightly exposed and it
finished around my hips, leaving my pussy and bottom totally exposed. 
Long, red suspenders clipped onto my new stockings.

   I eased my door open with caution.  The corridor was empty, but this
time I was not so lucky.  About halfway along, a door suddenly opened and a
man came out carrying a bundle of papers.  He smiled when he saw me.  He
did not say anything, just nodded.  Maybe, I thought, over here it was not
unusual to find an almost naked woman walking around the office.

   I could see when I entered Hinkerman's office that my outfit had been a
good choice.  The guys nodded their approval as I walked around and served
them with coffee and cakes, and apart from a casual stroke on my arse from
Andrew, I was not interfered with.  May I say much to my disappointment?

   I returned to my office and was about to get dressed when the door
suddenly opened and Mellor came in.  He smiled when he saw my skimpy
attire. I turned and faced him, my breasts jutting out of their skimpy
covering and my pussy totally exposed.

   "You have certainly taken to it, Samantha," he said.  "Mr.  Hinkerman
called me a few minutes ago to say that he thought you were very good with
no inhibitions whatsoever.  He said that you did everything that was
expected of you without any signs that you weren't totally enjoying
yourself."

   I smiled at him, then shrugged.  "Well, the reason for that was that I
was enjoying myself; I was enjoying myself very much.  I found it a bit
nerve racking at first, but I soon got into the swing of things."

   He smiled.  "Well, after the amount of time it took me to get you out of
your clothes yesterday, you seem to have quickly gotten used to displaying
your more interesting attributes."

   I glanced down at my breasts, displayed as they were with nipples
standing out sharply.  I smiled.

   "Anyway, what I have come to tell you is apart from the message from Mr.
Hinkerman.  I have had a couple of bookings for you.  Martin Hinkerman
wants you to go to the races with him and a few friends on Friday, and a
week from Wednesday, Mr.  Gordon, the personnel director, has booked you to
accompany his wife and himself to a charity function.  I'm sure there will
be plenty of other bookings for you during the next four weeks as soon as
the word gets around what an obliging young lady you are."



   The Office Slut Ch.  03 by Lady GreyÃ,Â(C)

   The rest of that first week followed a similar vein as the last two
days, I was used as a naked secretary by most of the management team who
all seemed to want to get a look at me and of course show me off to their
visitors minus my clothes of course.  It seemed that this sort of thing was
one of the perks offered to visitors who did business with Hinkerman's.

   Some wanted just to have me around, others wanted to use me in various
ways either for sex or to satisfy their warped desires in some other way.
Like the German guy Otto who actually brought along his own very extremely
large vibrator, this I had to allow him to insert in my pussy, it was
connected via a long wire to a hand control and he got immense pleasure out
of controlling the speed of the vibrator during the meeting.  By the end of
the session my notes were hardly eligible and I had some difficulty typing
them out later.

   I know to some people what I was doing was degrading and I was nothing
less than a common prostitute getting paid for sex, but I was being
extremely well paid, and I enjoyed the sex.  I was, as I told Mellor' at my
interview, between boy friends at the moment, but because of my work at
Hinkerman's I was not missing out on the sex side of things, also although
I had been a little nervous at first, I now actually enjoyed the thrill of
exposing myself, and of being naked and admired.

   I knew I had an appointment with Martin Hinkerman on Friday lunchtime to
go to the races with him and some friends so I was a little surprised when
he called me to his office Friday morning.  The other thing that surprised
me was that I was usually told when they called how they wanted me to be
dressed or more than usually undressed.  Martin on this occasion told me to
just come along as I was.

   He greeted me with a smile and after told me to take a seat, "Are you
looking forward to our trip this afternoon."

   I smiled and nodded, "I have never been to an actual race meeting only
watched it on TV, so I'm looking forward to it with interest."

   He smiled "What I've called you in for is to explain about this
afternoon and what I wanted from you.  I would like you to wear something
casual and summery, possibly a dress, one that buttons down the front might
be a good idea, easier to get out of." He said with a slight grin.

   "Underneath some nice sexy underwear, with suspenders and stockings, oh,
and don't forget to wear a hat.  They always like to see ladies in hats at
race meetings, and by the way, my friends who are going along with us do
not know about your role here at Hinkerman's so I am going to introduce you
as one of my girlfriends.  So just do as I ask of you," he said.  "Don't be
too eager to please, it might be more fun if you would show a little
reluctance to doing some of the things I ask of you."

   I smiled and nodded this assignment sounded like fun

   "OK" he said "You have got an hour or so to get ready be back in my
office at 11.30."

   I returned to my office and sorted through the selection of clothes, I
found a pretty print dress that fitted the bill.  The underwear was no
problem there was plenty of it, and I even found a wide brimmed hat that
suited the purpose.  I took a quick shower, dressed and did my make up and
hair.

   Rose popped in with my morning coffee and cake, we had become friends
over the last week, she smiled when she saw me dressed up "You look very
pretty what have you got on today?"

   "I'm going out to the races with Martin and some of his friends."

   She looked a little concerned.  "You will have to watch yourself with
him; he's a bit of a wild one."

   I smiled "I think I can handle him."

   At 11.30 prompt I was back in Martins office ready for what ever the day
might hold for me.  Martins nodded his approval approved of my outfit, "Les
me see what you have on underneath."

   I lifted my skirt displaying to him my brief white panties, stockings
and matching suspenders.  Again he nodded his approval.

   Down at the front of the office were picked up by one of the company's
limos, a long sleek white vehicle with darkened windows, there was seating
inside for at least eight other people.  It was well fitted out with a
plasma TV screen and a well stocked bar.  We settled into the comfortable
leather seats, and as we pulled away Martin reached over and poured us a
drink "May as well start the day as we mean to continue," he said passing
me a large glass of chilled white wine.

   His six friends were waiting for us at their hotel, which was only a
short drive from the office, as they piled into the limo and at first sight
they all seemed a nice bunch, and were all around the same age as Martin,
who I imagined was in his late twenties.  Martin introduced me as Samantha
a good friend of his, they all shook my hand and cast more than an
interesting glance at my body.  Martin handed out some drinks, and put some
nice music and we all settled down for the journey to the race course that
he said would take about an hour and a half.

   Of course boys being boys and with a few drinks inside them, to boost
their confidence they chatted me up, and as it usually does and aided by a
few comments from Martin the subject of sex began to dominate the
conversation.

   Martin asked the guys if they thought I was attractive, that was
something to which they all agreed.  When he made the comment that it might
be interesting to see just how attractive I was, they seemed to get his
drift and were all in total agreement.  Luckily I had drunk about three
glasses of wine at this stage and I was feeling reasonably relaxed, Martin
suggested to me that it might be interesting if I were to loosen a few
buttons on my dress.  I was at the time sitting in the rear seat of the
limo next to Martin, me the rest of them were sitting on the side seats.

   Going along with Martin's plan I showed some reluctance at first, I
looked at Martin shocked, "I can't do that with your friends looking at
me," I said in my best shocked girly voice but after a few of the others
joined in trying to persuade me I pretended with some reluctance to give in
and slipped open the top three buttons of the dress, this displayed to them
a lot of cleavage and a glimpse of my white lace bra.

   Of course when they realised that I was maybe willing to show them more
they all began to encourage me.  I protested that I was not that sort of a
girl, but after more cajoling and still showing signs of reluctance I began
to slowly open more and more of the buttons.  The dress was finally open
from top to bottom and through a gap of several inches they could now see
my pretty brief underwear.

   Martin leaned over he kissed me on the cheek and whispered in my ear
that I was doing a wonderful job.  I smiled at him, then, protested
indignantly as he pulled open one side of my dress.  I quickly grabbed it
and pulled it back, but then after some more persuasion from his friends I
sat there looking very nervous and let him pull it open to display my body
in just my brief revealing underwear, the six guys leaned forward to get a
better look at me and I found myself staring into six pairs of lusting
eyes.

   Of course now I had been willing to go this far they wanted to see more
of me.  I smiled at Martin has he helped me off with my dress and then
after a small protest I allowed him to remove my bra much to the delight of
his friends.  The sight of my firm naked breasts with their already
prominent nipples was the cause for some interesting comments.

   I was as usual becoming quite aroused by having been undressed in front
of seven good looking young guys, I could already feel the tell tale
wetness between my thighs as my juices began to flow.  I also realised that
there was probably a wet area visible on my brief panties, and I was sure
the guys would notice it.

   Things began to get a little more heated for both the guys and myself
when Martin started openly caressing my breasts and tweaking and pulling on
my already hard nipples making me roll my head from side to side and cry
out.

   My brief panties were the next to go, Martin was now kissing me, our
tongues delving deep into each others throat, while at the same time he
continued to massage and caress my breasts.  Suddenly I felt someone's
hands on the waistband of my panties.  One of the guys had come over and
was about to remove my last item of clothing.  Clinging on to Martin, I
eased my bottom up from the seat and allowed whoever it was holding on to
my damp panties, to slip them off.

   All around me I heard murmurs of approval as finally everything was on
displayed to them, my breasts and my pussy completely devoid of hair, so
every detail of my most secret parts could be clearly seen by everyone. 
Martin finally released me from his arms and I sat there displayed totally
naked in front of them all, from the comments that were made they certainly
liked what they saw.  Encouraged and spurred on by their by their comments
Martin wanted to show them more he told me to lift my feet up onto the seat
and spread my legs.  This of course opened my pussy and displayed the pink
wetness inside.

   Then he told me to play with myself, I did not object to this as was by
this time very aroused and in need of some relief.  I parted my pussy lips
with my fingers and began to rub myself.  Through my half closed eyes I
could see them all leaning forward in their seats, their eyes feasting on
the sight of my gaping wet pussy as I listened to their calls of
encouragement my fingers rubbed over my engorged clit as I headed quickly
towards a much needed orgasm.

   The rest of the journey to the racecourse was reasonably uneventful, of
course I had to remain naked, and that was something the guys appreciated
very much.  They made the most of it grabbing at my ass and feeling my tits
as I passed along them serving them with drinks from the bar, but that was
as far as things went.

   I was a little worried when we reached the racecourse; the limo had been
directed into the VIP car park.  As far me I was getting a little concerned
that I still had not been allowed to put my clothes back on.  Surly Martin
was not expecting me to remain naked once we got out of the car.  It was
one thing to strip off in front of the guys in the car, but to be seen
naked in front of hundreds of people was a different thing entirely.  Not
that I thought it would actually happen, apart from anything else I think
the powers that be; at the racecourse might have frowned on such a blatant
display.

   As it turned out he did not allow me to dress and he did make me get out
of the car.  I was feeling more than a little embarrassed as I stood naked
in the car park.  Then at last to my relief he handed me my dress.  But not
before several people who were walking past the limo gave me some
interesting looks as I quickly struggled to button up the dress.  When I at
last had it buttoned up I realised just how thin the dress was and it felt
strange being outside in the open with just the dress and nothing on under
it.

   Actually after that the whole the day went off very well, the weather
was quite warm so I did not miss my undies and after a while I found it
quite a pleasant sensation to be walking around with nothing but a light
dress on.  One of the guys had thoughtfully brought with him a digital
camera persuaded me to pose for him on several occasions.  I also got me to
flash my body for him.  He also liked to get some of the other guys in the
picture, and all of them went for that.  It was actually quite easy to do
when the races were on because the crowed were watching the horses and not
what we were up to.  So I just stood in the crowd with some of the guys
around me and let my dress fall open, I don't believe anyone apart from the
guys who I was with saw what was going on, they were all too interested in
the racing.

   Of course spending a day drinking, gambling and been accompanied by a
attractive young lady who they knew was wearing very little clothing got
all the guys in a relaxed and jovial mood and by the time we returned to
the car for the journey home they were ready for some more excitement.

   We were still in the queue to get out of the car park when Martin told
me to loose the dress.  When I was naked he told me to serve the guys some
drinks.  There was not a lot of room in the car so there was now quite a
bit of grabbing and touching my body as I went around and dished out the
drinks.

   Martin announced that I was available for their entertainment on the way
home, they all cheered at this piece of news and it was not long before I
was on my knees in the center of the floor with one of them thrusting into
me from behind while I took another in my mouth.  The journey back to the
office took about an hour and a half and I can honestly say that never
before had I been fucked continuously for so long, as soon as one was
finished another took his place.

   At one stage I experienced my first triple penetration, I have never
been over the moon about anal sex but this was something new and different.
It did take a bit of gymnastic effort before they both managed to get
inside me at once, but at last amid cheers of encouragement, two of the
fucked me while I sucked on the cock of another of them.  Martin himself
did not take part in the gang bang but sat back drinking and watching the
action with interest

   By the time we arrived back at the hotel where we had first picked up
the lads, I think they were all fully satisfied, as they left the car they
thanked Martin and me for an eventful day out.  I was by this time laying
across one of the long seats in the car my body sore and aching both inside
and out.  I was also covered everywhere including in my hair with a sticky
and messy combination of cum and sweat.

   When the lads had gone Martin came over to me and handed me a large
drink of fresh orange juice, which I gratefully accepted from him.  "I
think you are in need of that." He said, "You did a great job."

   Back at Hinkerman's I was still feeling a little unsteady and Martin had
to assist me from the car.  The building of course was empty by this time
on a Friday evening and we had to be let in by the security staff.  We had
not bothered with my dress, it was dirty and messed up and my underwear had
disappeared while on the way to the races.  The security guards did not
seem to find it a problem when Martin turned up at the front door with a
rather messed up and totally naked female.  Although I was in a bit of a
state and my body not looking at its best I could not help but notice that
the two security guards took great interest in what was on display to them.


   Once in the lift we were soon back in my office, Martin helped me into
the shower, and I was soon feeling a lot better as the stinging hot water
washed the mess and some of the pain from my body.  I stayed in the shower
until I was feeling more like my usual self.  At last I stepped out and
wrapped a towel around me and walked back into my office to find Martin
sitting at my desk, he looked up and smiled.

   "Are you feeling better now," he asked.

   I nodded.  "A lot better now that I'm clean and showered,

   "You certainly took some cock this afternoon." He said.  "But you seemed
to be enjoying it?"

   I looked at him, with a slight smile, "Well I can't say that I found it
all that bad, some of it became a little painful towards the end, but I
knew they did not mean to hurt me.  I realised that it was all down to me
that they were so turned on; you can't spend all that time with an almost
naked girl and not finish up as randy as they were." I grinned.  "But I can
say without fear of contradiction that I have never had so many cocks in me
in one day."

   Martin smiled at me, "I hope you have still got room for another one, I
was left out this afternoon I just sat back and let the guys have their
fun."

   With that he eased down the zip of his pants and allowed about ten
inches of very erect dick to spring out.  He ran his hand slowly up and
down the length of it.  "Can you manage this," he said with a slight smile
on his face.

   I loosened the towel and let it fall to the floor.  I stood before him
naked.  He smiled as he saw that my body was pink and glowing from the
shower.  Then I walked over to where he was sitting in my swivel chair, I
straddled his legs, and then I lowered myself until I felt him nudging up
against my already well used pussy lips.  He adjusted his position and I
continued to lower myself feeling as I did so the full length of his tool
began filling me up.

   I have to admit that it felt rather painful at first as I was still
feeling a little soar from my afternoon adventure.  The pain was slightly
relieved by my need to have him fuck me.  I braced my hands on the chair
arms and began to lift and lower my body thereby controlling the pace of
the session myself.

   Martin gripped on to my breasts, caressing them and teasing my nipples,
I was now becoming more energetic, raising myself and then thrusting down
on him.  He cried out with each thrust and squeezed painfully onto my
breasts.  His body stiffened and he pleaded with me to slow down, I eased
off slightly wanting to prolong the sensation for us both, but he was so
worked up that he immediately lost control and I felt the wonderful
sensation has he pumped me full of his cum.

   I clung to him, my arms around his neck as I felt him begin to soften
inside me; I slowly felt him ease him out of me.

   "Was that OK for you?" I asked.

   He nodded "It sure was Samantha I really needed that."

   "Only too glad to be of service," I said getting to my feet.

   I looked down at the mess I had made of his pants, "Sorry about that," I
said.

   He smiled "Not a problem darling I have a spare pair in my office."

   He stood up and stripped off and we went and showered, together this
time, and while he went to get a clean pair of pants I selected some
clothes from my collection to go home in.  The security guards smiled at us
as we left, probably realizing what we had been up to.  Martin dropped me
off at my flat kissed me tenderly and with a last feel of my breasts
thanked me for a very interesting day.



   The Office Slut Ch.  04

   Martin rang me on Sunday to enquire how I was, which I thought was nice
of him.  He said that he had spoken to his farther and he had suggested
that I take a few days off to get over Friday.  I thanked him and said that
I was OK, but he insisted, so I did not return to work until Thursday.  It
was a good idea, because when I returned to work, I was feeling much better
because of the rest.  The marks and bruises on my body had gone, and down
below, things were back in full working order again.

   Mr.  Mellor rang for me almost as soon as I arrived.  He smiled at me
when I entered his office and asked if I was feeling OK.  "Yes, thanks, I
am fine now".

   He smiled.  "Martin told me about Friday.  He was very complimentary.  I
hear the boys had a real good trip.  Well, back to work," he said.  "I have
someone I want you to meet."

   I turned as I heard a door open behind me.  A tall, elegant woman in her
early fifties had just appeared from the bathroom, and she smiled at me.

   "This is Amanda," Mellor said.  "She supplies us with most of the
clothes and underwear you have in your office."

   Amanda walked over and kissed me on both cheeks.  Then she held me at
arm's length.  "She's every bit as beautiful as you told me," she said,
looking me up and down.  "I can't wait to see her stripped."

   Mellor turned to me.  "Oblige the lady, please."

   I looked at him a little startled by his request but I started to remove
my clothes with Amanda watching me with interest.  I had never been the
slightest bit interested in women, and I had never been involved in a
lesbian relationship, but I had a feeling that with the interest she was
taking in me that Amanda herseld probably was a lesbian or at least
bisexual.

   When I was naked, she came over to me, looking me up and down.  "What a
beautiful body you have," she said.  She looked across to where Mellor was
sitting in my chair watching the proceedings with interest.  "May I?" she
asked.

   "Be my guest," he said, with a slight shrug.

   She reached out and began to caress my breasts, teasing the nipples
gently.  Surprisingly, I felt them beginning to harden under her touch.  It
was the first time I had been touched so intimately by another woman, and I
was excited to find it was not at all that unpleasant.

   Then when she leaned forward and began to kiss and suck my nipples,
drawing them into her mouth and nipping them gently with her teeth, I could
feel my excitement growing.  I became even more excited when I felt her
fingers begin to probe my pussy lips, spreading them open to allow her
access.  I realised that I must be getting rather wet when her fingers
slipped inside me so easily and began gently rubbing my already engorged
clit.

   I felt myself pressing myself up against her hand, wanting to feel her
deep inside me.  As she eased me to a quick and exciting orgasm, I felt my
juices flowing over her fingers.  She pushed me back towards the sofa and
laid me down on it.  She knelt down in front of me and parted my legs, and
then to my surprise, she went down on me and started licking the juices off
my pussy.  The sensation of her tongue running between my slit was one of
the most wonderful feelings I have ever experienced, and I was rather
disappointed when she stopped.

   When she moved away, Mellor came over and looked down at me lying there
with my legs still wide apart.  "I think you enjoyed that," he said, with a
slight smile on his face.

   I looked up at him and nodded.  "It was good," I said.  "It was the
first time I have been with a woman."

   He smiled.  "I'm sure it won't be your last."

   Amanda had gone back into the bathroom and returned wiping her hands on
a tissue.  She handed some to me.  "You'd better clean yourself up.  We
need to get down to work."

   She picked up a small suitcase and placed it on the coffee table.  I
cleaned myself up as best I could and watched as she opened it.  I noticed
that it contained a collection of items of lingerie.  She searched through
it and pulled out a black item with trailing suspenders.  She passed it to
me.  "Slip into this for me," she said.

   She helped me as I placed the black satin item around my body.  It was a
waspy, a short corset that lifted my breasts but did not conceal them.  It
ended across my hips, leaving my rear and pussy exposed, with the long
suspenders trailing down my legs.  Amanda fished out a packet of fishnet
stockings and handed them to me.  I slipped into them, and then into a pair
of 5-inch patent high heels which finished the outfit.

   Mellor sat watching me.  He smiled when he saw the completed outfit, and
indicated that I should walk around the office to display the very
revealing outfit.

   "I think that will do nicely, for what we have in mind," Mellor said, as
he watched me.  "Thanks, Amanda," he said.  "You can, of course, leave the
rest of the stuff in the case.  Samantha can look through it later and pick
a few items out, can't you my dear?"

   Amanda came over and kissed me.  "Bye for now, darling," she said.  "Do
come over and visit me when these guys have finished with you.  I'm sure we
can find things to do." She stroked her hand temptingly over my exposed
pussy, and after blowing a kiss at Mellor, she left the office.

   Mellor came over to me.  He took one of my exposed nipples between his
fingers and squeezed it gently.  "You look sensational, and just right for
a little project I have in mind." He smiled.  "But before that, just ease
yourself up onto the corner of the desk and part your pretty thighs.  I
haven't had the pleasure of your body yet, and I feel rather horny after
watching you and Amanda."

   It was the first time Mellor had made a move on me.  I wasn't sure that
it was within his remit to use me for his own pleasure.  But I was feeling
slightly horney after my sesion with Amanda so I did as I was told.  He
stood in front of me and unzipped his pants, and eased out his large
erection.  I felt myself trembling with excitement at the sight of it.  I
was still wet from Amanda's activities, so I spread my legs, and without
any preamble, he slid it into my waiting pussy.  Then he fucked me with an
urgency until at last I felt him swell within me and his erupting juices
filled my love hole.

   After he had finished, he told me to go back to my office and get cleane
up and be in the boardroom by 1:30.  "We have a board meeting this
afternoon, and I want you to put on a little show for the members of the
board." He smiled.  "After what I have seen this morning, I think it will
go very well."

   I said nothing, just nodded my head.

   "Wear the little outfit you already have on," he said, "Put a smart
business suit over it".  Then as he was leaving, he smiled at me and said,
"Don't forget, no panties."

   I arrived at the boardroom at 1:30 as ordered.  I was a little surprised
to see Rose there, looking a little different then usual in a smart grey
dress that I noticed buttoned down the front.  Mellor was also there
putting out papers around the long table.

   Rose smiled a welcome and suggested that I help her with the
refreshments in one of the side rooms.  We had just gotten the job done
when we heard the board members start to arrive and enter the boardroom.

   There were twelve board members altogether, ten men and two women.  All
the men looked to be in their late fifties or maybe a little older.  One or
two I knew, like Mr.  Hinkerman, and the financial guy.  The women I
thought were maybe slightly younger.  I could not help but notice that one
of the women kept looking at me with interest.

   Mr.  Hinkerman and Mellor sat at either side of the chairman, a small
man with iron-grey hair and piercing eyes.  Rose and I took our seats at
the back of the room as the meeting started.  They got through the agenda
quickly.  Then the chairman announced that there would be a break for
refreshments.  I saw Mellor lean across and say something to the chairman,
who smiled and nodded, then held his hand up.  "Before you go, ladies and
gentlemen, we have something that might interest you."

   Mellor looked across at me and beckoned me over; Rose got up and
followed me.  I was then told to stand up on the raised platform at the top
of the room.  "Ladies and gentleman," Mellor announced, "I would like you
all to meet Samantha." I smiled, feeling a little nervous, guessing what
might be about to happen, but not really believing it, not here in the
boardroom.

   "Samantha is our new girl in Corporate Entertainment.  She will be
helping Rose today who most of you already know, they will serve the food
and drinks and hopefully provide us with a little entertainment." He looked
around the room before he continued.

   "So if there is anything any of you might require, you only have to ask
Samantha; you will find her very obliging."

   He turned to Rose and smiled.  "If you would now oblige us, Rose." She
stepped up onto the dais and came over to me.  She smiled at me, and I was
a little startled when she began to unbutton my jacket.

   I knew there was nothing I could do, so I stood there with a fixed smile
on my face.  Once the jacket was undone, she reached around and slipped it
off my shoulders.  As my partly concealed breasts were displayed to the
members of the board, there were nods and murmurs of approval from all
round the table.  Rose then unclipped my skirt and slid the zip down.  She
eased it over my hips, and it fell to the floor.  There were again more
murmurs as my smoothly shaven pussy was openly displayed for all the
members to see.  I noticed the Chairman lean over and say something to Mr.
Hinkerman, who nodded, smiling.

   Again, I had that strange feeling of excitement and humiliation as I
stood there in front of a group of strangers with my nakedness emphasised
by the tight black waspy and the trailing suspenders.  Then I heard Rose
speaking to me, shaking me from my trance-like state.  "Now it's your turn,
Samantha," she said.

   I did not understand at first.  I looked at her.  "My dress," she said
indicating the buttons.  Then I realised she was telling me that I had to
take her dress off.  She smiled at me as I started to unbutton the dress.
"I'm sorry," I said, in a whisper.  "I did not realize....Mellor never
explained to me what was going to happen."

   As I slowly unbuttoned her dress, it became clear to me that she was not
wearing anything at all under it, and with the last button undone, it fell
open to reveal her shapely naked body.  I slipped the dress off her and
placed it on a chair along with my own discarded clothes.

   She stood there for a moment smiling and allowing the group to survey
her naked body.  She had large firm breasts with prominent red nipples, and
like me, she too had a clean, smoothly shaven pussy.

   She took my hand and led me off the dais.  I followed her into the other
room where we had earlier laid out the food.  The board members filed in
after us.  We handed plates out to them.  They selected food from the
tables and seated themselves around the room in small groups.  I noticed
that Rose and I were the obvious centers of attraction.

   Mellor came up to us and handed each of us a large open bottle of
champagne.  "Take this around," he said, "Keep everyone's glasses topped
up."

   As we were going around passing out the champagne, the groping started.
As we required both hands to pour a large bottle like this, this left us
exposed for exploring hands.  Inquisitive fingers soon found their way into
my pussy where I was already beginning to get rather wet.  Some began
caressing my breasts, while other members looked on waiting their turn.  I
noticed that at the other side of the room, Rose was getting the same
treatment.

   The two women board members were the worst.  They made me stand in front
of them while they pulled on my nipples, making me cry out, much to the
amusement of some of the others members.

   Later, when we had served the champagne, they humiliated me by making me
squat over an empty bottle and ease myself down on it, allowing it to slide
up into my pussy.  They all thought this was immense fun, and joined
together in urging me on.  I thought at one point I was going to tear
myself apart as the lips of my pussy were stretched tight around the
bottle. I think Rose had been involved in this game before, and I was
amazed to see her take nearly the whole of the bottle before she at last
gave in, amid wild cheers and applause from the board members.

   The meeting concluded late in the afternoon, but not before Rose and I
were encouraged by Mellor's to put on a little show for the board members.
I soon realised that Rose must have been a practicing lesbian or seriously
bi sexual.  She laid me down on the long table, and what she did to me with
her fingers and mouth were beyond belief.  Amid cheers and encouragement
from all the members, she brought me to numerous climaxes that left me
pleading for more.

   After it was over, Mellor called me over and informed me that the
chairman wanted to see me in private.  He told me that he was in Mr. 
Hinkerman's office.  Still in my almost naked state, I found myself
knocking on his door.  He called me in.

   He was sitting in one of the low armchairs, his fly wide open, and he
was sporting a large erection that he was slowly stroking.  "I have been
informed, my dear, that you can help me with this," he said.

   I looked at him smiling sweetly and slowly nodded my head.  "Yes, sir,
where would you like me to put it first?"

   He smiled.  "I think I would like to fuck your pretty face first, young
lady, and then we will see what takes my fancy." I quickly got down on my
knees between his legs.  I was soon swallowing him deep into my mouth,
working on him with my lips.  He was surprisingly good and he made me work
hard before he filled my throat with his hot sticky cum.

   I was amazed by his staying power for a man of his age.  His erection
did not seem to diminish, and it was soon pumping with gusto into my over
worked love hole.  He brought me to several orgasms before he himself
finally finished.  Even that was not the end of it.  He made me bend over
his desk, and after lubricating me with his fingers dipped in my flowing
juices, he took me up the arse.  As I have said before, this is something I
don't usually encourage, but by that stage, I was so damned horny that I
even pleaded with him for more.

   When it was over, he thanked me for my services, but he did not offer me
the use of his bathroom to clean up.  So I had to make my way back to my
own office looking a bit of a mess.  Trails of my own juices mixed with his
cum ran down my legs.  Luckily for me, the place was deserted.  When I
pushed open the door, I was surprised by the sight that met my eyes.  Rose
was kneeling doggy fashion on the floor with Mellor's cock deep in her
mouth, while Martin was thrusting his large ten inches up her willing
pussy. They were so engrossed in what they were doing that they did not
seem to notice me as I slipped quickly into the bathroom.

   I stripped off my scanty attire and began to take a welcome shower.  I
was halfway through when Rose joined me.  "Have you enjoyed your first
board meeting?" she asked, with a smile.

   I nodded "Yes, and it was certainly an eye opening experience." She
laughed.





   The Office Slut Ch.  08

   My Wednesday and Thursday daytime appointments were much of the same, a
couple of the senior management wanting to get their share of my body
before I left at the weekend.  Ken Buyers, who had booked me for an evening
appointment, had left me a message to contact him when I returned to my
office.  I showered and cleaned myself up and slipped into a wrap before
calling him.  He wanted to make arrangements with me for the evening.  He
said that he would come over to my office for me around 5:30.  I asked him
what I should wear.  He was silent for a moment.  "I hear you have an
interesting wardrobe," he said, "I think I would like to pick something out
myself when I come over if that's OK with you?" I told him it would not be
a problem.

   At 5:30 precisely, there was a knock on my door.  I opened it to allow a
good-looking guy of about 40 or so to enter.  "Ken Buyers," he said,
smiling and holding out his hand to me.  He shook mine with a firm tight
grip.  "It's nice to meet up with you at last.  I have heard so much about
you, but up to now, due to my busy schedule, I have never managed to
arrange anything with you.  Now that I have met you, I can now see why the
rest of the management team thinks so highly of you."

   I thanked him, smiling.  I noticed the way he was looking at me. 
Looking down, I realised that my wrap was open slightly, displaying the
swell of my breasts, showing him that I was probably wearing very little
under it.

   I smiled across at him.  "Didn't see any point in dressing," I said as
an explanation, "As I knew you wanted to pick out my outfit for this
evening."

   He went on to explain to me that we were meeting up with a couple of
Japanese clients who were over here to discuss terms for a new computer
installation.  He had booked a table at a rather nice up-market restaurant
called Goodfellow's.  He said that afterwards, we would be going back with
the clients to one of Hinkerman's VIP apartments where they were staying. I
smiled, understanding what he meant.

   "Do you want to look through my clothes?" I asked him.

   He grinned.  "Don't often get an offer like that," he said.  I smiled at
his witty remark; I was quite getting to like him.

   I showed him my selection of clothes, and between us, after some
discussion, we made a choice.  The dress he picked was long and clingy with
a deep vee neck.  It also fastened down the front with small buttons, which
allowed the wearer to let the skirt open up as high as she wished.  On my
suggestion, he picked out some dark hold up stockings and took his time in
selecting the briefest pair of panties he could find.

   I took the clothes back into my office and he sat down with a drink
while I slipped into my outfit.  He watched with interest as I slipped out
of my wrap, seemingly unconcerned about my nakedness.  As I revealed my
attractive body to him, he did not realise that even though I had done it
so many times, I still got a kick out of displaying myself.

   Standing naked, I raised one leg on to a chair and began to carefully
ease up my stockings.  As I lifted each of my legs in turn, I knew I would
be giving him an unrestricted view of my shaven pussy, and I was not at all
surprised to see an interesting mound beginning to appear in his rather
tight trousers.

   With my stockings, on I stood up and picked up the brief panties.  I
held them in my hand.  "Is there something you would like me to get rid of
before I put these on?" I asked with a smile, looking in the direction of
his lap.

   He looked down, seemingly a little embarrassed, and then he nodded
slowly.  "I think that might be a very good idea, young lady.  I don't
think I would have been able to sit through a meal with you, knowing what
you have on offer."

   I walked over to where he was sitting.  I knelt down in front of him and
pushed his legs apart.  As I began to unfasten his trousers, he reached out
and began to toy with my breasts, pulling gently on my already stiff
nipples.  "Your breasts are wonderful," he said, a little breathlessly.

   With some difficulty, I eased out his large erect cock.  It was already
a good nine inches of hot rigid flesh.  To my pleasure, I was unable to
close my fingers completely around it.  I leaned forward and ran my tongue
over the end; he gasped, then he groaned as I allowed him to slide it into
my waiting mouth.

   It did not take a lot of effort from me, as he was more than ready.  He
quickly came, with a small cry, pumping his hot, sticky cum down my waiting
throat.  As usual, I swallowed it all gratefully and then licked every last
trace of his gradually shrinking tool.  He lay back in his chair, a
satisfied grin on his face.  "If that's a sample of things to come," he
said, "I think my clients are going to be in for a very satisfactory
evening."

   I went to the wash room and washed my hands and touched up my make up.
When I returned, he excused himself and cleaned himself up while I slipped
into my clothes.

   When he returned, he looked me up and down.  He said he certainly liked
the outfit.  We decided to button the skirt just enough to allow anyone
looking just a glimpse of the tops of my lacy stockings.  As it was
impossible to wear a bra with the dress, he asked me to open the top of the
dress almost down to my waist, displaying a deep cleavage and an
interesting display of the swell of my breasts.

   The two Japanese guys were waiting in the foyer when we drove up to the
front of the company apartments in the limo.  They seemed genuinely pleased
to meet me, and I saw them both looking with interest at my rather
revealing outfit.

   At the restaurant, we were escorted to one of the more secluded booths,
and as I slid into my seat between the two Japanese guys, I could not
prevent my skirt hitching up and displaying my long legs and even a quick
flash of naked thigh, much to their obvious delight.

   A large unopened bottle of champagne was waiting in a silver ice bucket;
the waiter popped the cork and poured out four large glasses.

   The Japanese guys were very attentive and both spoke excellent English.
They were obviously interested when Ken explained to them my role as a
corporate entertainer for the company.  They smiled at each other and
nodded knowingly when Ken then told them that I was at their disposal for
the night.  I would be willing to do whatever they required of me.  Just to
emphasize this point, Ken leaned over and eased the top of my dress open
allowing one erect pink nipple to pop out.

   A beaming smile spread across their oriental faces as I sat there openly
displayed.  Just to add to their obvious enjoyment, I smiled as I slipped
one of my fingers into my mouth and then ran it around my extended nipple.

   As Ken had not instructed me to cover myself, I was still on display
when the waiter arrived with our first course.  He tried not to make it too
obvious to me that he was looking, but I could feel his eyes on me.  After
the waiter had left, Ken did allow me to slip my exposed nipple back under
cover as we began to eat the delicious meal.

   After we had finished the first course, I suddenly became aware of a
hand on my leg.  I looked at the guy sitting next to me and smiled.  He
took this as an invitation and began to slide his hand higher until it was
resting on my bare flesh above the top of my stockings.  I realised at once
where he intended going, and when he felt me part my legs slightly, he
realised that there were no barriers.  I felt the usual thrill of
excitement as I felt him touch my pussy for the first time through the thin
silk of my brief panties.

   I could not help myself expressing a low moan as he then eased the thin
strip of silk aside and ran his finger along my damp cleft.  His partner
must have realised at once that there were delights available beneath the
crisp white tablecloth, and I felt a second hand sliding up my other leg.
Soon, much to my pleasure, both of them were exploring the warm wetness of
my pussy.  More of the buttons of my skirt had now been unfastened and was
open almost up to my waist.

   At the other side of the table, Ken smiled at me.  He was being left out
at the moment, but I knew that his chance would probably come later. 
Although my panties were quite brief, the two guys were having problems
with them getting in the way of their exploring fingers.  In the end, they
decided to remove them completely.  I assisted them by raising myself from
my seat slightly and allowing them to ease them down my legs.

   Now with nothing to interfere with their pleasure, they spread my legs
wide and intimately explored the delights of my love passage.  I was
becoming so turned on by their intimate caresses that I was relieved to see
the waiter arriving with our main meal before I made a complete fool of
myself.

   The rest of the meal went off well with me being the entertainment
between courses.  Ken seemed pleased that his clients were enjoying
themselves so much, but I think he would have liked to be in on the action
himself.

   After Ken had settled the bill, we prepared to leave.  At this point,
our waiter, the two clients, and I think maybe a couple of other diners
sitting at a table opposite got a treat.  As I slid out from behind the
table with my skirt now open up to the waist and my panties missing, I
could not help but display to them all the sight of my exposed pussy.

   The two Japanese guys enjoyed the little display; the customers at the
table opposite could not believe what they were seeing.  Our waiter looked
on politely, but still got himself a good eyeful of my exposed charms from
close at hand.

   On the way back to the company apartment in the limo, the guys could not
keep their hands off me as I sat between them.  Ken sat opposite, watching
as they eased my dress aside to reveal my ample breasts, which they then
played with like two excited kids with new toys.

   When we reached the apartment, they allowed me to ease myself back into
my dress before walking through reception, although my skirt was still open
to the waist and my pussy quite visible to anyone who happened to be
looking in my direction.  Once inside the apartment, they did not waste any
time getting me out of my dress.  Then they both quickly stripped,
revealing strong, well tanned bodies.  Although they were relatively short
in stature, this did not affect the size of their cocks which, while still
only semi hard, were both a good eight inches in length and the thickness
of my wrist.

   As they worked on bringing their cocks to full hardness, they instructed
me to bend over.  I supported myself on a chair, leaving my rear an open
invitation, which one of them quickly took advantage of, thrusting quickly
into my waiting hole.  The other one came around the front and rubbed the
head of his now hard cock across my lips.  I knew what was required of me
and willingly opened my mouth to receive him.

   Ken was sitting comfortably on a sofa watching the interesting sight of
my being impaled from both ends at once.  They were both very experienced
in the art of lovemaking, and I gave them a good run for their money,
holding myself back until I knew that they could hold back no longer.  With
a gasp and a cry of pleasure, they both came within moments of each other,
filling me to overflowing at both ends.  I swallowed as much as I could,
while the rest ran in sticky streams down my body and legs.

   Amazingly, after a short break, they changed ends and Ken had to sit
through a second performance before he was allowed his turn.  While the two
guys left the room to freshen up, I managed to quickly wipe down my body.
Ken beckoned me over to where he was seated, his trousers were already open
and he was holding his erect prick in his hands.  He leaned back on the
sofa allowing me to straddle his legs and lower myself on to the large
fleshy pole he was holding.

   I tried unsuccessfully to smother a scream as a good ten inches of his
erect cock slid with ease all the way into to my by now well lubricated
hole.  Clutching on to his legs, I began, much to his obvious pleasure, to
raise and lower my body, squeezing his prick as I did so.  His hands
clutched onto my breasts, his fingers digging painfully into the firm,
fleshy globes.  As I had already been successfully fucked twice already, I
was in no hurry to finish, and he was gasping with pleasure as I rode him
until with a cry, he erupted deep inside me.

   As we clung together, and our lust subsided, I felt the wonderful
sensation of his prick, having completed its work, beginning to shrink
inside me.  At last, and a little unsteadily, I managed to ease myself off
him.  I made my way to the bathroom, and after stripping off my by now
tattered stockings, took a long hot shower to revive my aching body which I
knew would be put to further use during the next few hours.

   Ken left us a little while after that, and I spent the night as the meat
in a sandwich in a king-sized bed.  The two Japanese guys were insatiable;
they both took me again twice before we finally all fell into a deep sleep.
I was rudely awakened in the morning as a hard prick again slid into my by
now very tender pussy.

   Again they both took their pleasure of me before being interrupted by
the doorbell; it was the waiter with our breakfast.  After the amount of
effort and energy I had expended over the last eight hours, I quickly
devoured the large breakfast with obvious pleasure.  Afterwards, I showered
my abused body and slipped back into my dress, the only item of clothing I
had left to wear, and just in time for the company limo to arrive and take
us all back to Hinkerman's.



   When we arrived, Ken was waiting for us and all three of them thanked me
for the pleasure of my company.  I must have looked a bit of a sight as I
made my way back to my own office.  It was ten in the morning and I was
still wearing a rather revealing evening dress.