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Office Story 5: Suits and MasksI've been moving back and forth with every thrust of the man behind me and I was far from being able to control my moans. More and more people were stopping and watching me. I was feeling as if they could really see me. As if I was really in a shop and people in front of the showcase were really watching me. Ofcourse I knew that it was a simulation screen and those people were not seeing me. The camera was probably hidden in a very interesting piece which attracts people's attention.
While lost in those feelings, I felt a touch on my cheek. I forced my eyes open and saw the silhouette of a naked man in front of the light coming from the screen. It wasn't the man behind me, because he was still where he's been for a while. It was obvious what he was asking for. There was no point in protesting. I opened my mouth. I couldn't see the screen now. But I couldn't keep my eyes open anyway.
When he finished his job and left the traces on my face, I realized that the view on the screen was diff
Office Story 4: Magasin des PlaisirsThe screen turned into the window of a shop at a very crowdy street in Paris. Some people were stopping in front of it and looking inside. There was a reverse writing on the window: "Magasin des Plaisirs".
While the video on the screen-wall was being taken, the camera was obviously hidden inside something interesting because whenever I looked at the screen, my stares were met by one or two couples of eyes.
The feeling of being in public overwhelmed the fact that all this was a simulation supported by a single screen-wall. I was convinced that I was standing inside a shop on that street. I even caught myself looking at handsome men walking by the "window" of the room. A beautiful couple stopped in front of the window and started talking each other while both were watching "me". The man kissed his girlfriend's cheek. I blushed. She kissed him hard on his lips while ke kept looking at me. I melted.
The text screen on the mirror wall to the left of me said "Sit down". On the darker side of
Office Story 3: 3rd FloorIt was my fourth week as his executive secretary. He was away in Spain and there was an urgent contract to be signed with a partner company. He had already left me the authorization to sign contracts while he was abroad (as long as he approves and signs them when he comes back to the country). So he told me that I had to meet the assistant of the Trade Manager of the other company.
I have had bought a beautiful, knee-length black dress with deep v-shaped front and back and this was the right time to wear it I thought. My long silver earrings and black high heel shoes with almost nothing but the bottom matched the dress perfectly -I've always thought that there was no harm to give some fun to foot admirers.
Jeremy was the name of Mr. Wilson's assistant. He was looking smart with his 50s style black suit and tight tie. He was hardly older than me. As two gentle and civilized people, we first ate a light dinner with white wine. Afterwards, he paid for the dinner, gave me the large envelop
Office Story 2: Means of TradeAfter that night, he somehow managed to transfer me from the human resources department to his office. His previous secretary -Vanessa (a blue eyed blonde who was famous for the mysterious envelopes she always had on her desk and who used to hypnotize whole company with her angelic face and beautiful figure) had quit the job two weeks ago without showing any reason.
On my first day, he told me how important it is for his secretary to look perfect. He told me what to wear and what not: white shirt was indispensable to give the feeling of pureness; high heels were essential to let him know when and where i walk; skirts should never go lower than my knees and i should never wear stockings -he made it clear that he wants to see the flesh of my legs whenever i am around.
This was an unbelievable and surprising turnon for me. I could feel his look on my legs whenever I brought him a file or something to drink. I learned to not hide my figure in the tight shirts he made me buy. On the contrar
Office Story 1: He Noticed MeHe noticed me wandering around at the work place. Asked, "don't you have anything important to do?" I, obviously, didn't. He, on the contrary, was a very busy man with lots of serious things to do. Right now, he was looking at me seriously. His eyes were seriously wandering all over me.
He called me to his office. At his office, he told me all the complicated stuff about his project. He needed help, and I was the only one who could provide that. I, he thought, possessed some qualities that were essential for his project.
We decided to meet the next day in the basement of the building. It wasn't something to be late to. I went there early and waited for him. Moments were like months and years. Thinking about this project of his made my knees weak.
As we were discussing the details, his tone turned into more and more authoritarian. And, to my surprise, I was beginning to like it. It wasn't about discussing the details. It was him, telling -ordering- me what to do. I was there to understa
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