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Subject: {ASSM} My Office Slut - Part 1 (MF, FF)
Date: Mon,  5 Feb 2001 17:10:08 -0500
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My Office Slut - Part 1


I work in a medium sized office. Part of my job has me on the road for at
least one week out of each month. I am high enough up the corporate ladder,
that I have a lot of leeway. My bosses know as long as the orders come in,
then I am doing my job.

The story starts one day when I was out to lunch. I stopped in a small strip
mall to pick up a couple of small things, when I noticed a familiar face. I
did not know her name, but I knew she worked for us. She was walking around,
and I noticed her skirt was very, very short. I stayed behind her, and when
she went up the escalator, I leaned over a bit, and saw she had no panties
on. I stayed out of her sight, but did see her sitting by a fountain, and
when some young boys went by, she had her legs spread out. I saw the boys
look and grin, so I knew she was flashing them.

Back at the office, I noticed her that afternoon. Her skirt was now longer,
so I guessed she had rolled it up some at noon.
A couple of days later, I had some time at noon, and I  wandered over to the
mall again, wondering and maybe hoping I would see her again. I was about
ready to go back to work, when I saw her walking along the mall. Again, her
skirt was very, very short. I stayed out of her sight, and watched. Again I
saw her flash some young guys.

It was a few days later. My secretary was leaving for another job, and I had
three applications to look at. Two of the three were from girls who already
worked for the company. I did not recogonize any of the names. On Friday I
interviewed two of the girls. One was from outside the company, and the
other was from inside. Neither one stood out very much. Both were pretty,
but other than that, their resumes were pretty much run of the mill.

I was in early on Monday, and was busy working away, when my secretary
buzzed me. She said "Your nine o'clock is here."

I remembered I had the third interview that morning. I straightened up my
desk a bit and pulled her file. Then I got up, and went over to the door.
Imagine my surprise, when I saw the flasher sitting there, waiting for an
interview.

I invited her into my office and quickly sat down. I scanned her resume.
Marcia DeLaney, age twenty four. She seemed to have all the qualifications.
Then a couple of things stood out, honor student throughout all her
schooling. Award winner, this woman had brains. I asked her all the standard
questions, and she seemed very relaxed with it all.

So once the formal interview was over, I said "Truthfully I am quite
impressed. What have you heard about this job?"

She smiled and said "Well, first of all, it is more money, which is
important. It also would get me out of the steno pool, and hopefully I would
be able to work up. And just as important, well not quite as important as
the extra money, the word around here it that you are very fair to work for,
and an understanding boss."

I smiled, and said "That is always nice to know, people think that way about
me. You think it is just rumour, or something to it?"

This time she smiled more and said "I know there is something to it. Carol
has told me a lot about you."

Carol was my secretary who was leaving. I had helped her through a very
messy divorce, and was kind to her. The word must have gotten around.

I said to her "Hopefully we can be friends."

She smiled and said "On that note, I would like you to know, that I really
want this job. My husband is just getting started, and we can use the
money."

I looked at her. She was about five foot six, and very shapely. Not a real
big bust, but she was maybe a B cup. Probably a thirty five or thirty six.
Shapely legs and a nicely curved behind.

She noticed me looking her over, and did not seem to mind.

I said "Well, on that note, I guess I will give you the job. Carol is done
on Wednesday, so I expect you to take over on Thursday morning. I will clear
it with personnel."

She just said "Thank you."

I could see she was very happy. I decided to talk to her in a few days time.

Thursday I was at the mall, and sure enough Marcia showed up. First she
walked into the wash room, and soon reappeared with her skirt much, much
shorter. I did not follow her, I knew what I needed to know.

Friday morning I called her into my office.

I said to her "Close the door."

She did, and she looked suspicious, like the tone of my voice had warned
her. She sat down and quickly said "Yes."

I said "I would like you to consider me your friend, and I hope you will be
able to confide in me."

She just looked at me and nodded "I think I can do that. That is the one
thing that Carol told me. You do not repeat stories."

I then said to her "In that case, I want you to know, that I am aware of
your noontime activities at the mall."

She just looked very shocked, but did not say a word.

I said softly "My concern is of course for you. If you happen to get caught,
or reported, it could have serious repercussions on both your marriage and
your job. I am of course assuming your husband is unaware of this."

She looked down at her hands folded in her lap and slowly shook her head.
She glanced at me and softly said "No, Danny, my husband does not know. No
one does, except you, somehow. I do have a problem with this. It is like I
have this need."

She suddenly stopped and looked directly at me.

She said very, very softly "You won't tell?"

I just said "You can trust me Marcia."

"Marcy." She said, then continued "I have always been something of an
exhibitionist. It started when I was sixteen, and has just sort of gotten
worse. I should take counselling, but I don't really want to. I don't want
to endanger my job or my marriage, but then at times, I just have to do it."

I said softly "What do you want to do, I will help if I can."

She looked at me and just kind of shrugged "I'm not sure." was all she said.

I said "Think about it over the weekend. O.K. Then we can talk again if you
want. I just don't want to see you get hurt."

She said "Thank you, I will do that. I am glad you seem to care."

I just said "Not seem, Marcy, I do care."

I really did not think of her on the weekend. I had a lot to do, and
suddenly it was Monday morning.

I knew I was only in town until Tuesday night, then it was three days in
L.A.

When I got to the office Marcy was there, working away. I got right to work
and before I noticed, at was coffee break, and Marcy was in the doorway,
with a cup of coffee for me. She came in and sat it on my desk.

I motioned for her to have a seat, and asked softly "So, want to talk?"

She blushed slightly but nodded her head. She got up and closed the door.
Then she returned to her seat.

She looked at me and said "You are right, I do have a problem. I don't want
to risk my job, or my marriage, but then again, I do not want to stop what I
am doing."

I nodded and said "So, do you have a solution?"

She just shook her head.

Then I asked "Do you want help with a solution?"

She looked at me and guardedly said "Who?"

I shrugged and said "Me, I guess."

She looked at me, interested, but cautious. "You are going to want to get
into my pants, right?"

I shook my head, and said "It is a tempting thought, but no, that was not my
plan. If it was to happen, well I'm a man, right?"

She still looked at me, and then said "I'll listen."

I said "Let me explain. Don't interrupt me. Just nod when you agree, and
shake your head if you disagree. But I am not discussing this right now.
Understand?"

She nodded.

I said "You really like doing it right?"

Nod.

"Don't plan on stopping, until you are caught?"

A pause, but then a nod.

"Don't want to get caught."

Nod.

"Any plans?"

This time a shake.

"Want to do it, where it is safe?"

Nod.

"Out of town, where no one will recoginize you?"

A pause, wheels spinning, then a nod.

"Want someone to keep an eye on you to keep you safe?"

Again the pause, but then a nod.

"Want to go to L.A. on Wednesday, and flash all you want for three days?"

Here she stopped and said softly "I would like that, but what?"

"Then just nod." I said.

She nodded.

"I can take you with me, business. You can flash whenever, whoever you want.
I won't touch you. Unless you ask me to. Interested?"

She nodded.

"Will you flash me, if I ask you to?"

She smiled and nodded.

"Will you do as I tell you?"

Again the coy little smile and she nodded.

I looked at her knees and said "Start now."

She smiled that coy little smile again, and slid to the edge of her chair.
her knees came up a bit, as she raised her feet to her toes. Slowly her
knees came apart. She opened her legs, and I could see the outline of her
panties. Not a real clear shot, but nice.

I said "That's fine for now. Must remember there are windows to this
office."

Then I stood up, and said "Fine then, you have my schedule. Book yourself a
seat, and a room. I will make the other arrangements, i.e permission."

She stood and looked me right in the eye, and asked "Why?"

I said to her, "I was married a few years ago. We ended up getting divorced.
All I asked her to do was dress more sexy, and flash me, her husband when it
was safe. She thought I was a pervert, and eventually we parted."

She was looking at me, so I added, "Maybe letting you do it, and letting me
keep a eye on you is living out my fantasy, maybe."

She laughed softly, and said "We can always stop."

I just looked at her, and said "I'm not so sure."

She nodded and went back to work.

The rest of the day went quickly. Tuesday at noon time she went out. I
talked to my boss, and told him I wanted to take my secretary with me on the
trip. She could do contracts on a lap top and generally save time. As he was
hoping I would land a big contract, there was no argument.

At break time in the afternoon, Marcy came in. I said to her "You know the
times, you need a drive or anything?"

She just looked down and said "No, I will meet you there. Do you have
anything to tell me."

I looked at her and then said softly "Bring lots of sexy clothes, buttons
that can be undone, you know."

She looked at me and smiled saying "I know."

Wednesday morning I was at the airport an hour before flight time. I always
liked to be early with time to waste. Marcy showed up with a half hour to
spare. I assisted her with getting her luggage checked. She had on a short
skirt, with nylons. Her heels were not real high, but they were heels. She
had on a button up blouse, and a blazer over that.

I leaned close and asked "Bra?"

She nodded, then looked at me.

I shrugged and said "I would lose it, and maybe any other undergarments."

She just stood there looking at me, then her look softened, and she gave her
little coy smile.

"I have to powder my nose." She said.

She was soon back, and smiled. We had a seat in the lounge, and had a drink
of juice.

Marcy took a sip and said to me "Something tells me you are going to dream
up some
things for me this weekend. You have me feeling a little wicked already."

We were in a booth, and I said to her "So, the panties go also?"

She quickly nodded, and then raised her dress a bit. I thought she was going
to show me, but she was just showing me she had garters on.

I almost blushed myself. Marcy looked at me, then she laughed softly.

"I know what you were thinking." she said with a teasing voice.

I just looked at her.

"You thought I was going to prove it." She still had a teasing tone to her
voice.

I just looked at her and said "What if I told you to prove it?"

She just laughed softly and said "See."

She opened her purse, and showed me a black lacy bra, with a matching pair
of panties.

Then she laughed softly and said "No problem. I told you I would do as you
ask."

I said "I may hold you to that."

At the same time she was saying "I'm not sure I meant that."

We both laughed at that.

We were soon on the plane. The plane was about full, when we lifted off. I
noticed a couple of good looking stewardesses. Once we were in the air,
Marcy took off her blazer, and looking at me said "No orders yet?"

I said to her "Actually, you should undo a few buttons. I want to see at
least half a breast."

She looked at me, and then slowly looking around her and seeing no one
looking, she undid a button, then another. This showed a bit, but I nudged
her and said "One more."

She quickly undid a third button, Now she looked real sexy.

She looked at me and said "So, that enough?"

I nodded and said "Perfect" then added "You ever flash another woman?"

She looked at me and said quickly "No."

I said softly "When that blonde stew comes by, lean over like you are
telling me something. Make sure she has a view."

Marcy looked at me like I was nuts.

I softly said "It does not matter who you tease, some women get as turned on
as a man. What does it matter to you?"

She just smiled and said "O.K. O.K. I just never thought about it."

We sat there, and when the blonde stew came by, she stopped and asked
"Everything all right here?"

I nodded and said fine, as I did Marcy kind of hugged up to me and said
"Yes, fine."

The stews eyes looked at her, then looked again. Then she looked away. I saw
just a hint of color in her cheeks.

Marcy said as soon as she was gone."Jesus, my tit almost fell out."

I laughed at her. Then she laughed.

I noticed that stew came by quite often. I mentioned it to Marcy, but she
did not seem to notice.

Next time I saw that stew comimng our way, I said to Marcy "I am going to
the can. If she comes by, and stops, don't be scared to let her see as much
as you dare."

I got up and left before she could reply.

When I got down the aisle a ways, I glanced back, the stew had stopped and
was talking to Marcy.

I went in the can, and closed the door. I waited for five minutes, then
slowly went back to my seat. the stew was still there talking to Marcy. She
was standing up pretty straight, and Marcy was lind of leaning over some,
and looking up. When the stew saw me coming, she quickly moved on. I sat
down and Marcy quickly squeezed my arm.

"Jesus." She said "She stayed here all the time you were gone."

"Tell me." I said.

Marcy looked at me, then smiled and said "It was your idea. So, you left,
and she came right over, and asked if she could get me anything. All I could
think of was what you said. So I just asked her a couple of general
questions, like how much longer, and that sort of thing. I think she knew
right away, that I would show her more. Because at first she kind of leaned
over as she was talking. I knew she was looking down my blouse, so I leaned
a bit too. I knew she was looking at my tits, and I wanted her to."

I smiled and said "So, you liked it."

Marcy just nodded, and whispered "Did I ever. I'm pretty sure she could see
my nipple there at one time. She was staring right at them when she talked
to me. She was pretty open about looking."

I said to her "So, get you going a bit."

Marcy just winked and said "I feel a little moisture."

We sat for a bit, I even dozed some. About half an hour later, I said to
Marcy. "She should be making rounds again pretty soon. Want me to disappear
again."

Marcy just said "If you want."

I said "No, it's what you want. So give me an answer."

She looked at me and then said "Sorry, I'm new at this. Yes, I would like to
do it again."

I smiled and said "I'll soon have you looking for every opportunity."

I saw the stew, starting to make her way around. I said to Marcy "Think
about showing her some leg. At least the garter, even a little more if you
feel like it."

Once the stew got close, I made like I was going to the can again. This time
I waited a little longer. I would have given her even longer, but there was
a knock. So I quickly exited. I made my way back. The stew was just leaving,
as another seat had called to her.

I got back to my seat. Marcy actually was a little flushed. She looked
radiant. I smiled at her and said "You look so beautiful."

I think that threw her for a bit. I sat down and she just leaned close, and

said "I did it."

I winked at her.

She leaned close, and put her head on my shoulder. She whispered "I'm so
turned on. I let her see my pussy."

I decided to let her cool down some. So I said "Maybe save that for a bit."

Marcy just nodded.

Soon we landed in L.A. As we were getting off the plane, I saw the stew lean
close to Marcy and say something. She also gave her something, as I saw
Marcy put something in her pocket.
We took a cab into L.A. and checked into the hotel. We had rooms side by
side. We freshened up and then met in the lobby, to go to dinner. We found a
little restaurant and ordered. I was having a beer, and Marcy a cocktail.

She reached in her pocket, and took out a small card. It was a little menu
card. On back was written "Lynn, and a phone number."

Marcy passed it to me, and said "Want a threesome with her?"

I looked it over, and then at her.

She said "As we were getting off the plane, she passed me that, and said she
does threesomes."

I looked at her, and said "Interested?"

Marcy actually blushed, then said "No, not right now. But it's something to
think about though."

We had a meeting that afternoon with a customer. I took her with me, and as
the customer and I agreed to quantity and price, I had her load it in a
laptop. Once we were done, we returned to the Hotel. Marcy got to work and
using the data we had from the afternoon, she did up a contract.

I then went to my room, and showered and got ready to go out to supper. I
had told Marcy to wear something sexy. I gave her an hour, then knocked
lightly on her door. She opened it, and let me in. She had on a very short
skirt, which showed her long, beautiful legs. With it she had a Light
coloured blouse, that was silky and smooth. The little bumps showing, told
me she did not have a bra on. She put on her heels, and was ready to go.

We caught a cab, and went to a restaurant I know. We got a table along one
side, and at least three tables had a pretty good view of us. Marcy sat
down, as I held her chair, and you could see the top border of her nylons. A
lot of leg was showing. I sat down, and we both ordered a drink.

I sort of kept an eye on the tables that would have a good look at her.

Marcy Looked at me and said "My skirt is a little high already, but if you
want me to do anything let me know."

I just said "I will."

I noticed the meal waiter was a young man, probably aged about nineteen or
twenty.

I said to Marcy "I think it would be nice if the waiter could see some
breast."

She slowly and carefully undid a couple of buttons, then looked at me and
said "I suppose you think I should undo another one."

I nodded, but added "What do you think, can he see enough like that?"

She just shook her head, and carefully undid another. Her blouse was parted
enough that you could see about a third of each breast.

"So, what do you think of your first day so far?" I asked her.

She smiled sweetly and said "I have enjoyed myself. I feel safe with you,
and feel like I can trust you, so it is nice having you look after me."

I said "This week will be a little tame, wait until the following week. We
are going to Seattle, and I know a little spot, where we will have some
fun."

She just smiled.

I noticed the waiter coming. He came up to the table, and took our orders.
He must have had practice, because he had no problem writing on his pad,
with his eyes on Marcy's chest.

When he was gone, I noticed a couple of older men sitting in one of the
viewing
tables. They both were well dressed and I would say they both were in their
fifties. They quickly noticed Marcy, and took in the view without being
obvious. Marcy did not see them right off.

She said "What did the waiter do? I was afraid to look at him."

I said "He can write, without looking, he eyed you all the time."

She smiled.

I said to her "There are now a couple of older men at the table over there.
They have noticed you already. Don't look at them, but keep in mind that
they can see you. So if the opportunity comes, don't be scared to show them
a little more."

She smiled again and whispered "I love this."

The waiter returned with our order, and I noticed he stood closer to Marcy.
He was very professional and served us well. He also had a couple good looks
at Marcy. Once she turned to look over her shoulder, and I had a glimpse of
her nipple. I knew the waiter saw it also. He left and we started our meal.

She said "I think he could see my nipple."

I said "I could, so I am sure he could."

She then added, "I have sort of wiggled my dress up some. They can see I
have a garter belt on. I have maybe an inch above my nylons showing."

"They have noticed" I told her.

She concentrated on eating. and so did I. She had her purse on the floor by
her chair. She smiled at me a few times during our meal. The mean itself was
excellent, and we enjoyed it. When we were done, the waiter soon appeared.
When he got to the table, Marcy leaned over and got her purse. Her blouse
dropped down when she leaned over, and I knew the waiter could see
everything down to her navel.

He asked if we wanted dessert. I passed, but Marcy said "I want something
with cream. Do you have any cream pie?"

He just said "Coconut cream."

She ordered a piece, then looked at me and said "I have to powder my nose."

She left.

The waiter said "Anything for you Sir?"

I politely declined.

Marcy soon returned. She slowly, almost slid onto her chair as she sat down.
She smiled and said "So, did he get a good view?"

I nodded and said "He knows what your nipples and your navel look like."

The waiter returned with Marcy's pie. She took a bite, and let some of the
cream run down her chin. She took a finger and caught the gob of cream on
it. She very slowly put her finger in her mouth and licked the cream off.
When she was done, she sort of shifted in her seat some. I was watching the
two older gentlemen out of the corner of my eye. They were watching
everything.

Marcy then reached down, and tugged her dress down some.

I looked at her.

She just smiled and said "They just saw my bare pussy, so time to act more
careful."

A little later the two men got up to leave. As they walked by our table, one
of them stopped and he leaned over and said softly "Lovely, just lovely,
Thank you."

Marcy just beamed.

We returned to the hotel. She asked me "You going right to bed?"

I shrugged and she said "Want a drink with me, I did not tell you about the
stewardess?"

I nodded.

We went into her room, and she sat on the edge of the bed. I made her a
drink, and opened a beer for myself.  I sat in the side chair. At my angle,
if she opened her legs, I would get a beaver shot.

She waited until I was settled then said "You were there, when she came by
that one time, and my tit almost fell out. I know she saw my nipple. I was
not sure, about flashing another woman, but it seems like you know what to
do."

I smiled.

She went on, "Truthfully, I never would have thought of flashing another
woman. But once you got me to do it, it turned me on. So when you went away
the second time, she came right over. She did not make any pretense, she
leaned right over and asked if she could get me anything. I leaned right
over too, and let her see my tits. From her angle, I knew she could see both
of them plainly. She was very forward, and really stared at them. She even
licked her lips seductively. I slid around a bit on the seat, and let my
skirt slid up. It was just short of my pussy."

I was watching her, her face was a little flushed.

She said "I was debating, if I should show it to her. I could feel myself
getting wet. I could almost feel myself swelling down there. I did not have
to decide. She actually asked me. She just whispered to me Please show it to
me. I did, I let me skirt ride right up, and I was completely bare for her."

She took a breath and added "She was going to touch it. She leaned right
over, and she was reaching for it. She was going to touch my cunt. Jesus, I
wanted her to. I was so turned on, I wanted another woman to touch me. Then
someone called her. God, was that a downer. It was like she had to tear
herself away. Then you came back. I covered up some, but I really wanted to
ask you to touch it. I know, just one small touch, and I would have cum."

I was smiling at her.

She looked at me and said "The restaurant was fun too. It turned me on. But
not like on the plane. I think it was just because that was new, and she did
not hide what she wanted. If we ever get another chance like that, I want to
really have fun."

I looked at her and asked "Like what."

She just looked at me and said "I'm not sure, but I would like to really
play on that idea. I'm not sure how far I would want to go. It's like the
stewardess, Lynn. If there had been an opportunity for our threesome right
then, I would have done it. But when I think of it now, it's not like I
would say no, I just don't know what I would say."

I nodded and said "I hope I'm not getting you in too deep."

Marcy smiled and said "No, no, not at all. I love having you to guide me.
Remember this is safer for me, and I am having fun. God knows I am turned on
right now."

I looked at her and softly said "Show me."

Her legs slowly opened, and I could see her bare cunt.

"Show me." I repeated.

Marcy slowly reached down and took her finger and ran it the lenght of her
slit. She held it up. Her finger glistened with her juice in the light of
the room.

I just said "Hold it right there."

I got up and took her hand and moved her finger to my mouth. I opened and
put her finger in my mouth. Her juice tasted sweet.

As soon as I did it, I stopped and said "Good night."

I quickly left and went back to my room, but as I closed the door, I am sure
I heard her say "Shit."

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