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Kelly was at home. She was sitting at her desk, laptop in front of her, the blue light from the screen illuminating her naked body.
The large dildo was buried deep inside her pussy. She was gently grinding her hips trying to get more friction. There was a sheen of sweat covering her skin; each of her nipples pinched by a little metal clip, and the clips connected together by a metal chain. Sometimes, she would pull on the chain causing herself to moan.
On the laptop screen was hardcore porn. Fake moaning sounds emanated from the speakers filling the little room. The girl on the screen was in a large gangbang. Cock after cock was fucking her every hole. When one cock would finish, another would immediately take its place.
A guy on the screen slapped the girls tits. Kelly emulated the action, slapping her own, while muttering “dirty whore” to herself.
The girl on the screen moaned, but the sound came out muffled because of the cock fucking her mouth.
“Needy cunt” muttered Kelly while furiously rubbing her clit.
She was so close, but just couldn’t get there. She felt her mind starting to wonder, her peak slipping.
“Fuck.”
She glanced at the time dejectedly. It was almost 1am.
She still hadn’t orgasmed. She glanced one last time at the screen. The girl was sandwiched between two guys as they thrusted into her ass and pussy. The guy in her mouth pulled out and was currently jerking his cock aiming at the girl’s open mouth. She was smiling.
Kelly dejectedly closed the laptop screen plunging her little room into silence and darkness. She slowly got up and pulled the vibrator out. It was covered in her juices. She then removed the nipples clamps and rubbed her tits as the blood rushed back in.
“If she fell asleep immediately, she could get 5 solid hours,” she reasoned.
She slept naked, tossing and turning, hardcore porn images flooding into her dreams. She woke up drenched in sweat, covers thrown off, her hand between her legs, still horny and needy.
She went through her morning routine, and finally stood naked in front of her closet considering her options.
Today was an important day. This was her second year with the Firm. She was finally given a chance to work on a project for a top client. If she did well, this would be her ticket to a promotion, no more crap projects, no more long hours for bullshit pay.
Today she would be meeting the team that she will spend the next 2 months slaving together. Today was the start of the project.
She looked at the dark blue pant suite.
“Power woman look” thought Kelly.
But that felt wrong. She didn’t feel like a testosterone fueled power woman. She was thinking of something cute, and a bit sexy, but still professional. She was young, not like some old hag, and definitely not a woman pretending to be a man, so why not dress to impress.
She selected a dress. It wasn’t too sexy, but way better than power pants. The dress had shoulder straps under which she could hide her bra straps, and a row of buttons going all the way down. The dress was about mid thigh length. Nothing too scandalous, but still showed quite a bit of leg. The outfit paired with pretty shoes, a little hill but again nothing too crazy.
She paired the dress with a sexy light yellow lingerie set. The bottoms was a mesh thong with pretty flowers, and matching low cut bra that just covered her nipples.
Finally dressed, she checked herself in the mirror She opened the top two buttons on the dress, showing just a bit more her bosom, and a button on the bottom for a little extra leg.
Once at the office, she found the conference room. She was the last to arrive. There were 3 guys already sitting at the table and one other girl, Jennifer, wearing a dark blue pant suite.
“Of course, Jennifer was here,” thought Kelly. Her and Jennifer started at the Firm the same day, and were unofficially frenemies, competing for the same promotion.
“Typical, so much for sisterhood” she thought.
She recognized the guys too. Mike was the team lead. She met with him when he was considering who to select for the project. Frank, was in sales. And the other guy, Peter, seemed like he was from IT.
“Kelly, come in. Good, we are finally all here.”
“Cute dress” whispered Jennifer.
“Bitch. Cute dress like a high school girl, not cute dress like a professional woman” thought Kelly.
“Thanks.”
“I personally selected each of you because you are the best. I know each of you will put in 110% to make this project a success. Each of us has a different role to play in the team, but we will all deliver as a team.”
Mike went on like that for another 15 minutes, platitudes around team work, the importance of client focused delivery, and what success means.
Kelly shifted in her seat. It’s only after sitting down did Kelly realize that perhaps this dress was not an ideal work outfit. A lot more of her leg was on display. It didn’t help that the table was all transparent glass. She noticed a few of the guys glancing kırşehir escort at her legs and even caught Mike checking her out.
“Kelly?!” said Mike.
“Yes” she responded a bit panicky realizing that she stopped listening and missed what he said.
“I know it’s early, and none of us had coffee yet. But, I expect everyone to stay focused and pay attention.”
“Sorry.”
“What I said was that the last person to arrive will bring everyone coffee.”
It took Kelly a moment to realize that he meant her. She was supposed to get everyone coffee.
“Of course, yes.”
Kelly quickly collected everyone’s coffee preferences. She walked over to the kitchen and poured everyone a cup; making sure to remember everyone’s specific preferences around milk and sugar, and the damn Jennifer’s request for almond milk.
“I have a damn MBA, and I am making coffee,” thought Kelly angrily.
“Next time don’t be late,” she admonished herself.
Drinks on a tray like a waiter, Kelly walked back into the conference room, being careful to not spill. She walked next to each person and put their drink in front of them.
Frank was the last one. Instead of walking all the way around the table, she just reached across the long conference table to hand him the drink. She immediately realized the problem, but it was too late. She had two buttons undone, and as she was leaning over, he had a clear view down her shirt.
“Oops, sorry” Kelly apologized as she gave him the drink.
Frank just smiled, while Kelly quickly returned to her seat embarrassed.
The rest of the day was pretty uneventful. Everyone put in a full days work, and even had lunch at their desks.
Kelly kept catching guys staring at her legs, especially when she would cross and uncross them. It gave her a bit of a thrill knowing how much impact she was having.
When the day was finally over, Mike suggested they all go out as a team, get a few drinks, learn about each other.
“A strong team is one that works together and plays together,” he said.
At the bar, everyone had a great time. Mike kept buying all the rounds, and they even did shots.
“It’s important to have a work life balance. How about we each go around and say something personal,” said Mike.
Frank said that he was taking piano classes and it was helping him build up his finger muscles. He was grinning like he just said a dirty joke.
Jennifer said that she hasn’t dated much because she is focused on her career.
“Damn Jennifer turning everything into a competition,” thought Kelly.
It was Kelly’s turn. She mulled over what to say. She needed something that would show Mike that she was also career focused, but maybe add some personal touch too. Being horny and drunk wasn’t helping her think straight thou.
“My old boyfriend used to be commanding and I liked it,” she finally said.
Everyone laughed. It was only after she said it did she realize how it sounded.
“Well, with that attitude I think you will be a great member on the team” Mike finally said smiling.
They had a few more rounds and Kelly’s embarrassing slip-up forgotten.
Frank kept making raunchy jokes and sexy innuendoes. But they were like teenage boy antiques, and everyone just laughed at his crude jokes.
“Kelly, I bet I can guess the color of your bra,” Frank wagered.
“It’s yellow. We’ve all seen it,” interrupted Jennifer.
Everyone seemed to involuntarily look at Kelly’s chest. Kelly herself looked down. Her bra was showing. The third button seemed to have accidentally got undone.
“Oops” said Kelly, as everyone else laughed.
“Leave it, you look cute” said Jennifer just as Kelly was about fix it.
It was so sexy to comply. Kelly put her hands back down without buttoning the third button, her face flushed red.
Jennifer smiled, and then reached out, and unbuttoned another button.
“Even cuter.”
With the fourth button, a good portion of Kelly’s pretty bra was now exposed.
“I bet your panties are yellow, too” bellowed Frank and slammed a $20 on the table.
Peter rummaged through his wallet, took a $10 bill and laid it on the table.
“This is all I got. I think red. I don’t think they are matching set.”
“She is not wearing any panties,” said Jennifer with a wicked smile on her face.
“All the bets are in” announced Mike like he was a dealer in the casino.
“Whoever guesses correctly wins the pot.”
“What do I get?! They are my panties,” said Kelly laughing.
“How about if no one wins, you get the money. But if someone wins, you still get the money, but they get your panties,” proposed Jennifer.
“Great deal,” agreed Frank.
“Seems fair,” agreed Mike.
The thrill and the excitement was going to Kelly’s head. She could see the pure lust in everyone’s eyes. It was all so hot, and crazy. She was the center of attention. She didn’t want to let them down and ruin the energy.
“Deal.”
She was so caught up in the excitement, malatya escort she didn’t think about the fact that Frank had already guessed the color correctly. It was only after she agreed did she realize the problem.
“My panties are orange. So, you all loose” she announced while reaching for the money.
“Wait. I trust you, but you have to prove it. Ronald Regan used to have this saying, trust but verify,” said Mike.
“Shit” thought Kelly. Not only does she now have to expose her panties, she might actually need to take them off, and worst yet, she was caught lying to her co-workers.
Kelly thought for a moment if there was a way out. Not finding one, she then thought of how to actually show her co-workers her panties without exposing herself, and if she was lucky in the dark bar, they might not be able to tell the color.
Showing her butt was not an option with a tiny thong. She’d have to expose her whole ass and even then in the dark bar, no one would see anything. So, it would have to be her front. The dress was also a problem. If this was a skirt, she could just maybe push it down a little and show the top of the panties. Can’t do that with a dress. So she’ll have to unbutton some buttons in the front, high enough for the panties to be visible, which is damn high.
Kelly started to slowly unbutton the buttons. One was already open, she opened another, and then another, until almost all the way to her waist. She held the dress closed with her hand. Keeping one hand covering her panties, she slowly moved one side of the dress out, until her panties were partially in view.
“Yellow. I knew it. I won,” exclaimed Frank.
“Fuck.”
“Let’s have them,” said Frank, while holding out his hand.
Kelly slipped her panties off, being careful to keep the dress down, and not expose herself. She stepped out of them, and handed them to Frank, not meeting his eyes as she did it.
“They are soaking wet.”
“Well, she did say she likes being told what to do,” said Jennifer smirking.
“Kelly, we actually have problem,” said Mike in a serious tone.
“You lied to us, and that’s very serious. As a team, that’s not how we operate. Complete honesty is the hallmark of a strong team. I know it was embarrassing and that’s why you lied. But telling the truth regardless of consequence is the ideal we need to strive for.”
“How about each team member spanks her naked ass” proposed Jennifer jokingly.
Mike seemed to seriously consider it.
“It would be extremely embarrassing to have your co-workers slap your bare ass. But lying about an embarrassing situation is what got you into this quandary in the first place. Integrity is so critical. I just don’t see how someone that’s willing to compromise on their integrity can be in the team.”
Mike paused for a moment, and then continued.
“We’ve all been drinking and this is your first red card. I am willing to forget it if you go through with the spanking and hopefully learn the lesson that the consequences of lying are always worse.”
Wide eyed, everyone was now starring at Kelly to see how she responds.
“I am sorry. I didn’t mean to lie. It was stupid and it won’t happen again. It was just so embarrassing to take my panties off, and I thought, it would be a little white lie.”
Kelly looked around. They were in a public bar in one of the corner tables.
“But, I mean how?!”
“We are going to do this like we would run any project – as a team. Kelly bend over the stool, ass facing the wall.”
He spoke fast and direct, exactly how he would have done in any scenario where he had to give orders.
“Team, stand around in a semi-circle. We’ll rotate responsibility, while one person spanks, the rest provide cover. I’ll go first.”
Kelly was on autopilot. She leaned over the stool like Mike commanded facing all her co-workers.
Mike walked behind her. She felt him slowly pull the dress up to her waist. Moments later she felt his hand on her naked ass softly squeezing. The hand withdrew, and then the next moment she felt the first spank. Mike had strength. It was a hard, clean spank and very loud. Kelly looked around in panic but the background noise of the bar was too loud for the sound to travel outside of their little circle. Mike gave her a few more hard spanks before announcing he was done.
Peter was next. He gave her a few quick weak spanks.
Frank went next. She felt both of his hands on her ass, squeezing like Mike, but harder, and cruder. She then felt him spreading her ass cheeks. From his vintage, he would have a perfect view of her little asshole and completely bald pussy.
She felt like he kept her spread open for a long time, but it was probably just a few seconds. She could imagine Frank’s hesitation, wanting to fuck her with his fingers, but maybe being worried that it would be like sexual harassment. His hands withdrew. Kelly sucked in her breath in anticipation of his fingers inside her, but disappointedly she felt the slaps on her ass niğde escort instead. He slapped her a few times, and then was done.
Jennifer stepped behind her next. This was peak humiliation for Kelly. This morning Kelly and Jennifer were equals and now Kelly is bent over a stool with her naked ass up, and Jennifer is about to spank her like some naughty little girl.
Kelly’s was waiting for the spanks, but instead she felt two fingers slide deep inside her pussy. She was so wet, Jennifer’s fingers slide all the way in with no friction at all. Kelly tried to suppress a moan. She looked up at the faces of her co-workers watching her. She couldn’t tell if they knew that Jennifer had her fingers inside her. She felt the fingers start to slowly thrust in and out, and at the same time she felt the slaps on her ass. Jennifer was finger fucking her with one hand, and spank her ass with the other.
It felt like longer than all the men, maybe even longer than all the men combined. Eventually Jennifer stopped.
Kelly stood up, wobbly on her feet, and clumsily pulled the dress back down.
“You did great. It takes a lot of grit to face your mistakes and a lot of integrity to accept the punishment. Great job Kelly” said Mike.
Jennifer made eye contact with Kelly, gave her a wink, and then slowly licked one of her fingers. Kelly could only guess that it was the finger that was inside her moments ago, no doubt covered in her juices.
Mike raised his drink – “To Kelly. She made a mistake but like a trooper she took her dues.”
Everyone raised their own drinks and joined in the congratulatory toast – yelling phrases like “Great Job” and “Way to Go.”
Kelly was too horny to think straight. The spanking, the exposure and the humiliation unleashed some internal crazed lust. This was addictive and she was soaking wet. She realized that the last time she even remotely felt like this was when she first discovered porn – the sheer profanity of it all was like a wall of lust that washed over her. She felt like that now – like she discovered something amazing and needed more of it.
Everyone else moved on to some riveting conversation about some office gossip.
Her little yellow thong was right there on the table in plain sight. Frank left it there after showing everyone how wet she was.
Maybe sensing that Kelly was staring at her panties. He reached out, and rubbed them between his fingers, and then gave her a wink.
“Kelly?!” said Mike loudly.
“Sorry, I was a little lost in thought. What was the question?”
“We were discussing how we can increase productivity. We all agreed that stress was the major cause of loss of productivity. Do you agree?”
“Yeah, that makes sense. I guess people don’t think straight when they are horny. Shit. Sorry, I mean when they are stressed” blurted Kelly, face flushed from her slip up.
“Right, I guess being horny will also make people less focused” said Mike laughing.
“Alright team. I think its time I call it quits. I recommend you do the same. We all have a full day tomorrow.”
Mike walked up to each person and professionally shook their hand, even Jennifer got a professional hand shake. Kelly was last. Instead of shaking her hand, Mike pulled her into a hug, his hand low on Kelly’s back as he pushed her against his body.
“You did great today” he whispered into her ear.
“All right. I’ll see all of you tomorrow.”
Peter was next. He gave her an awkward hug, thanked her and left.
Only Frank and Jennifer were left.
Frank was next. He pulled Kelly into a hug, pressing her body against his. He was hard, and she immediately felt his hard cock pressed against her. The next thing she felt was her dress being pulled up, and his hands squeezing her naked ass, inches from her pussy.
“You pussy smells delicious” Frank whispered to her.
After a few more ass squeezes, he finally let he go, waved goodbye and, still grinning, left.
Kelly was left in a horny daze. Most of her dress was unbuttoned. Her bra fully on display, and part her dark areolas peaking out above the bra that somehow got askew.
“You got used pretty hard today. Let me give you a ride home” said Jennifer.
She took Kelly by the hand and led her out of the bar and to her car.
“You’re a slut” said Jennifer without preamble when the girls settled-in inside the car.
“I am not” responded Kelly defensively.
“You were soaking wet back there, and you’re soaking wet now.”
Jennifer had the car moving now, focused on getting them out of the parking lot and on their way.
Kelly stayed quite.
After a few minutes of quite, Jennifer continued.
“Do you want to fuck Mike?”
“No.”
“I bet you want to fuck Frank. Be honest. I saw your face when Frank had his hands on your ass. I bet you wanted him to finger bang you like a needy slut. Maybe you wanted to be stripped naked and tagged teamed by Mike and Frank. I bet you want to have Mike’s cock balls deep inside your needy pussy.”
The girls rode in silence for a few minutes, each reflecting.
“Listen to me carefully. I worked really fucking hard to get to the position I have. And I didn’t do it with my legs up and my tits out. I am going to get the promotion by being good at my job, and not by being a whore” said Jennifer matter-of-factly.
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