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That sensation was all I needed to crest my own orgasm, my arms going around Dan’s neck to hold on while Jim’s arms snaked between our bodies to keep me against him.
I was still shivering through the end of my orgasm as Dan pulled his cock out. I collapsed back against Jim, but he was only beginning. Our position was still awkward and he was intent on some serious fucking. He pressed forward, both of us standing on the floor at the same moment, his cock still lodged inside my ass. I looked over my shoulder almost afraid to question what he might have in mind, but it was relatively tame. Keeping us joined, cock-to-ass, he turned us around so I was now facing the desk and I bent over, supporting my body with my arms as he now had the freedom to plow strongly and deeply into my ass. My head hung from my shoulders as he thrust into me. I glimpsed an obscene sight and struggled to focus for confirmation, then groaned loudly as I recognized globs of spent cum pumping out of my pussy with each of his deep and powerful thrusts into my ass.
When he climaxed, I joined him for another orgasm. I collapse onto the desk, papers and folders scattering across the desk and onto the floor as my body and arms flailed in the throes of orgasm.
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I was refilling the second to the bottom paper drawer of the copier. I had decided to make the most of my new reputation in the office by refraining from bending my knees as much as possible when I needed to bend over. The effect wasn’t lost on people. I felt fingers on the back of my thighs, which continued up and wound to the inside of my thighs to touch my pussy.
"No panties."
I turned around to the voice. "As one of the managers, do you disapprove, Bill?"
He laughed, "No, I don’t, but even if I did, I would be outvoted. Could I have a word with you and Bob?"
I finished filling the copier drawer and followed him into Bob’s office.
Bob smiled at my entrance, "I have to say, Patty, I do like this look you have." After initiating the office guys into the new office motivational policy that morning, I had elected to not get fully dressed. I put my blouse, skirt, and heels back on but left my bra and panties lying on the surface of my desk. I played coy and enquired what look he was referring to. "First off, you still have a well-fucked looked about you. But, also, your nearly unbuttoned blouse gives very nice views of your gorgeous breasts and your nipples are teasing through the fabric." He looked at Bill, "I also understand your pussy has on occasions peeked out as you bent over … how was it put … indiscreetly, but lovely."
I shrugged my shoulders. "I figured I had been fucked throughout the office while basically naked. Too late for modesty."
He laughed, "And modesty we are not encouraging, either." He then turned to Bill for him to lead in whatever it was he had.
What he had was wanting a discussion about the shop. We knew we couldn’t be doing this in the office and not have those in the shop finding out and we had never been inclined to try to keep it a secret. As was stated before, they are as critical to improvements as anyone. We had been at a bit of a loss, however, considering there were 20 guys out there. He disclosed that he took into confidence the three supervisors in the shop. After their initial shock of what was proposed, they were equally shocked that it was going to include the shop personnel.
Bob, "Why? Why was that a shock? We’ve always striven to be fair … office and shop."
"There’s a difference when cultural difference is so strongly ingrained. They know it, Bob, but it is just part of a shop guy’s DNA to believe the office is thought of as more important."
I could tell it bothered Bob. He had worked so hard to cut through the stereotypes for the betterment of the company. I broke the quiet, "This is a positive for you, Bob." He looked up at me. "Think about it. We were already going to make this company wide. Everyone. What better way to reinforce the concept of inclusivity than what we can do with this." I looked at Bill for reinforcement. "Could this be the knock-out punch to the perception between office and shop?"
Bill smiled, "Well, if not a knock-out, it will put it on the ropes."
That made Bob smile. He was a large, physical guy and he related to those analogies. The question, then, was how to implement it and that had always been the issue. The numbers were staggering.
Bill saw the hope in his boss’s eyes and the sudden realization that we still didn’t have the solution. He pressed forward, though, "My talk with the supers might have the solution, though. Like I said, after they got over the shock and we started talking, the ideas became very realistic. After all, this was Patty they were thinking about. You’re like everyone’s sister or cousin out there. Well, not for long maybe …", he laughed. "So, Patty, what do you think about using two days, morning at the beginning of the shift and afternoon toward the end of the shift. There are 20 guys, so a half on one day and a half on the second, then half of those in the morning or afternoon?"
I looked at Bob and smiled, "Five guys morning and afternoon. I did you four before and these six this morning. This will work!"
Bob looked at me, "You know, saying the numbers has me concerned. This is a lot. I understand the excitement, but … can you keep this up?"
I smiled at them both, "Do you really think anyone is going to complain if it does become too much and I have to taper it back? It isn’t like it will stop completely. It might slow down, but … in the meantime … I’m not complaining." They laughed.
We very quickly came up with the schedule: since Wednesday had to be avoided, Tuesday and Thursday in the shop; Monday and Wednesday in the office.
"I suppose you’re wondering about Friday?" They both nodded expectantly. "There might be some managers getting randy by then." I smiled and walked out.
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At about the end of the day, Bob came up behind me and he had the designer group with him. He said they had an interesting idea going forward. I thought to myself, that didn’t take them long.
They suggested since my body was going to be seen frequently, anyway, that I be given freedom to dress any way I wanted. I would need appropriate clothes to travel at least to and from work, but in the office, I could decide how I wanted to be dressed … or, as they emphasized, undressed. They suggested I could have a bra and panty day, micro-mini-dress day, only stockings day, negligee day, etc. I could tell Bob like the idea, too. I could see another shopping trip in the near future. That new credit card was going to get a workout.
Bill was in Stan’s office and popped his head out upon hearing the conversation.
"I couldn’t help but overhear … we were talking about equal consideration, earlier … I usually come in to pick up the mail for the shop. Why don’t you bring it out dressed however you are that day, but not on Wednesday." We all laughed. "After we initiate them into this, of course."
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OFFICE FUN continues and ends with Chapter 5: The Shop
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