Abby and the ceo - S01 E03

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Abby and the ceo - S01 E03

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 3

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.

He smiled. That confident smile as his finger rose and touched my expose skin of my gaped blouse. I looked down at the finger as it slid down between my breasts and back up. "The nudity was a surprise, wasn't it? The sex, though how do you get your head around that, huh?" He turned and led me down the hall opposite the shower direction until he came to an empty stall. "All your questions and ours will be addressed in the interview. If you want the interview, you know what you have to do."

"The interview is in there?" It hit me hard enough that I almost staggered. To get details, I had to participate. Was I going to get fucked, too? Silly girl. From what happened to that girl, it's apparently part of the job.

I turned to the shallow stall, dropped my case on the floor, and began unbuttoning my blouse. Of course I was going to do it. I had to. I might not forgive myself if I didn't see what this was really about. I could always stop it at any time. I could refuse any job offer. I just had an NDA to honor. I was nearly done unbuttoning when hands on my shoulders turned me to the side. I smiled shyly as he leaned against the next stall wall. Of course, he wanted to watch. God, this was beyond stimulating, exciting, arousing. I came for an interview for a job I was very qualified for that offered an extravagant salary and benefits. This is probably why.

I finished unbuttoning and pulled the blouse off my shoulders and down my arms. I slowly hung it and turned back to him. His eyes were locked on my E-cup breasts. I purposely wore a bra that showed a lot of cleavage and didn't provide nearly the support and control my size might normally be expected to have. In all honesty, I like the feel of my breasts jiggling and bouncing. If I could, I'd go braless all the time. Hmmm... I just might get more chance here.

I reached behind me and unclasped the bra. I leaned forward slightly to have the straps slide down my arms as I eased the cups away. In the process, my breasts swung out slightly once freed and he noticed it all. After hook the bra over a hanger, I cupped my breasts and lifted then slightly, a coy smile coming to my face as I watched his eyes follow my nipples.

When I was finally naked, completely naked as in barefoot, he commented, finally. "Good, you're shaved. Don't know if you noticed, but not only are all the women naked but so are their pussies.

My own eyes tried to stay with him but they kept flicking to the glass door where an office of people were busy. An office of people I was about to enter naked, if I didn't chicken out. I turned my gaze back to him and nodded. He smiled.

He led me into the office as I trailed along just behind him and to the side. I don't care what I might have been prepared for, actually walking into a room full of people and being naked is unnerving and intimidating. It didn't matter that many of the people in the room were women and also naked. I was naked. As we walked down the center aisle, I tried to estimate. There was the CEO's office, three Executive offices, and four directors. I only spotted one woman who might be in that group based on the one shelf bra I had seen.

Then, there were managers and the rest. I wasn't sure of the status of the mass of workers but I only found the one other women who was completely naked. Of the mass of workers in the open area, I guess about 60% were men, maybe more. With them milling around, it was hard to keep track.

As we moved down the aisle, I woman wearing thigh-highs and heels marched commandingly to the desk of a man. Her back was to us as we approached and I heard her clearly.

"Brad, what the fuck?" She slapped a report on his desk and stabbed it with her finger. "I expect a lot better from you. What's going on? I need you, brad. I need you to be the star you are. You know you're the one I depend on for these assignments, to set the example for others." She stepped to his side of the desk and sat her bare butt on the edge of his desk. "Talk to me, Brad. What's going on?" Her voice was calm and concerned now. His eyes were only a couple feet from her bare breasts. The way she sat on one cheek to face him better, her pussy was right in front of him, too. But he didn't seem to notice as his eyes rose to meet hers.

"I'm sorry, Joan. I really am but... but my dad called last night." She didn't push but shifted slightly to give him more physical attention and patiently waited. She was good, I thought. "My mom went into the hospital. They are running test. I haven't heard anything more."

She reached out and rested her hand on his shoulder. "Oh, Brad.