Abby and the ceo - S01 E02

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Abby and the ceo - S01 E02

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"I don't under... what does this mean?"

He smiled. I said the position isn't normal, that we couldn't really advertise the exact requirements of the position. Your sister's friend hinted to you that a job opening her was unique and different. Which still has mean wondering. What did she mean that you and she share the same interests?"

I looked down at my feet and caught a glimpse of the image I had decided to present because of her remark. My heels were 4" high, certainly higher than normal for an interview. My tight-fitting black skirt ended at mid-thigh just below the lace tops of dark thigh-high stockings. I wore a white sleeveless button blouse with buttons undone to my nipple line. The white lace bra underneath was apparent under neath and allowed for showing of the insides of my natural E-cup breasts. I felt a blush spread over me. My appearance was driven by what I believed Tina meant. Was I going to admit it to a man I had just met and who was in some way influential for a job I thought was interested in?

"I" I stumbled with the admission but what saw around me seerned to indicate what might admit was far from unusual to this man. "I enjoy exhibitionism, dressing in ways that often is at the edges of decent for the situation."

He stepped back and looked me up and down. This wasn't a quick glance hoping to be unnoticed, this was an inspection. My appearance invited being looked at but it was usually hidden, even if badly.

"Like you are dressed now. The heels, skirt length, stockings, and open blouse. Interview attire is generally more discrete, neutral." He stepped up closer and looked down. I was sure he was unflinchingly looking down at my cleavage. "You have nice tits. They become very inviting with this look." He raised his eyes and met mine. There was nothing subtle or hesitant about the comment. He wasn't worried about harassment or being offensive. He smiled and walked back to the glass doors. As we left the sinks and shower room, the lights turned off.

He stood me in front of the closed glass doors. I mean he stood me in front of them. His hands on my shoulders he turned me directly in front of them and edged me closer. Beyond the door was a large open office layout of desks and computers and phones without the benefit of partitions. Glass walled offices lined the three wall around the open area. Three had shaded glass which might provide a bit of privacy depending the angle of looking. There was one, in the far left corner, that had darkened glass. I wondered if it was just that the lights were off inside but just then a naked woman in heels walked out running her hands through her short hair while licking her lips repeatedly.

"Only the women." The voice came softly from next to my right ear. His hands now weren't just on my shoulders, which alone would be unthinkable in any other office, but were sliding in a caressing manner up and down the bare skin of my arms. "The nudity you glimpsed before only the women. You say you are an exhibitionist? In this office, no woman enters with clothes on." It was true. The clothes hanging told me something but hadn't accepted the significance of how much. All the men were dressed. All the women were undressed... everyone of them.

"Those are the rules of working on this floor. That's the reason for the strictly required NDA's for everyone. But there is a slight allowance in dress for women based on their position in the office. See the woman leaving the office on the right? She's a Director, like me. Because of her position she is allowed the shelf bra and garter belt along with the stockings, if she wishes. See the woman walking down the aisle directly in front of us? She's new. There is a three month probation period to see how everyone fits into this office. During that time, the women must be completely naked." She was barefoot.

As I watched the 'new' woman, I was caught by how erotic it was to see that naked butt tilting back and forth as she passed other naked women and dressed men when suddenly, I man I hadn't paid attention to came from the side, stopped her in the aisle, and pressed her down to her knees in front of him. She dropped the files she was carrying on the floor and calmly opened his slacks, took out his cock, and began licking and sucking it. Several people, men and wormen, looked at them before going about their business.

"So, besides exhibitionism, do you also share a healthy interest in sex with your friend Tina?" It was only when his voice pulled me from the public scene of the woman giving the man a blow job that I realized his caressing hands had moved from my arms to the sides of my encased breast on one side and the side of my butt on the other. "Was there maybe a hint that of it that brought you here? Surely, an office that might consider sexual dress like yours wouldn't try to contain the result of it."

His right hand was now over my right breast firmly fondling it. A man walked past and smiled lustily at us. Was he thinking fresh meat? He pulled me back against him. I felt his hardening cock pressed into my butt. This place was way beyond my imaginings. I thought maybe this place might be open to office affairs and I was tired of the creeps I seemed to attract in the bar scenes. This... open sex in the office?

He stepped away from me and I groaned. I audibly groaned. The building feelings of being fondled and his cock grinding into my ass, standing in front of the glass door, the nakedness beyond it. He turned me to him and smiled. He could see it on me, my frustration, my desire had easily been brought to the surface.