Abby and the ceo - S01 E63

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Abby and the ceo - S01 E63

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 63

THE OFFICE CHANGE

Months passed and there were even fewer employees who fit under the dress code to be mostly naked. Sex was still an active part of the day but there was a subtle shift as people moved into offices, break room, and even into the locker room by the elevators. With the change in blatant nudity evident, people were shifting from blatant sexual acts. I, however, continued with my preference of nudity in the office and willingness for being fucked or giving blowjobs anywhere and everywhere. I loved it. I loved everything about the overt exhibitionism the office allowed me. It seemed I couldn't get enough of it and was fucked several times a day at work, blowing or eating several others, and enjoying the sexual attention of Mr. and Mrs. C at night in our casually sexual life.

All that seemed to threatened to crash to a stop.

"Sir? Is something wrong?" I entered his office unannounced as was my practice. He turned from the window he stood before, allowed his eyes to slowly, appreciatively, moved down and up my body, and gave me a smile that lacked his usual. I was dressed. Well, as dressed as I might be in the office: white heels, sheer white stockings, garter belt, and a string of costume pearls hanging between my large breasts. It was one of his favorites, drawing attention with white to all the 'best parts of a woman' as he liked to tease me. And, given my joy of using all those parts for the delight of others, I took no offense to the tease.

He put his arms out and knew something was indeed wrong. I stepped into his arms at the window and into his embrace. A hand slid down my bare back to my butt. As I pressed my hips into his, though, I did not find the hardening of his massive cock. Something was quite wrong.

He parted his body from mine enough to look me in the eyes and to allow his hand to go to a breast. The act seemed to happen without thought or intention. His hand touched me as he did whenever my body came close to him but there was no sexual hint to the act this time. Something quite wrong, indeed.

"We're being sued... I'm being sued." He moved to his desk and plopped down into the chair. I watched in something of shock. This man had control of everything. I had never seen him like this before. I took one of the guest chairs in front of his desk and slowly opened and crossed my legs as I often did to tease him. He seemed to be looking at my face but his focus seemed to be on something a long way beyond me. I had never failed to draw his eyes to my shaved pussy before.

I mentally ran through the risky projects I was aware of and he saw my mind working. "No... not project.. Internal... within the office." I looked back at him in confusion and stunned amazement.

"Sir... sexual harassment? We all knew what this office was. We all agreed to it without intimidation. We could always leave or take a transfer. Sir we all signed a contract AND a nondisclosure. Sir" My thoughts shifted. Then, awareness. "Candace?" He nodded.

She had been acting differently of late. She had been in the office long enough to be fully dressed. I had seen her go off with men to the breakroom. I knew she was still sexually active. It didn't make any sense. What could be her basis for suit? Couldn't she be sued in return for breaking the NDA?

"It's a gamble for her but she doesn't need a sound basis. She's gambling I won't want what we've been doing in this office to go public. She's gambling the Board and the public would predictably respond with outrage. She's right. If I fight it, everything comes out in court. Even if the court finds her without cause. If I sue her, the same thing happens. She knows I am stuck.

She also knows my bigger concern might be the people out there who will be exposed as being part of it."

I sighed. "She's right about that, too. That would be your greatest concern the people who followed you into this with trust." He nodded. He asked me to call a meeting of all his staff for a time as quickly as possible given the schedules. Human Resources, Dan would be critical.

I stood next to Mr. C as his staff entered the conference room and took their seats. Most of then bypassed the look on Mr. C's face and initially focused on my exposed body, a regular sight but one not ignored. I was, of course, the only one naked. This time, though, that fact was not stimulating to me.

Mr. C didn't waste time. He explained the situation and the obvious ramifications. The group was stunned but quickly responded with calls for immediate legal retallation. Calmer consideration took over as the implications of action sank in. Finally, Mr. Peterson offered, "We negotiate. We find some common ground for keeping this quiet."

Dan, HR, added, "We invite them in for a meeting. We immediately change our policies. No requirements for nudity, partial undress, sexual activity. We make the immediate change and bring them in. If her gripe is truly harassment, show her legal team it wasn't our intention."

Ms. Benson blurted, "She can't work here."

Mr. C leaned back. "I'll setup a meeting here... without our lawyers. We'll try talking this out, first. We won't fire her, though. That would send a message of retaliation. Suggest she take some time off from the office... with pay. Suggest it is for her own good make it sound temporary."

Within the hour, anyone in partial dress was fully dressed. There was a lot of grumbling as the day wore on and there was no sex. Mr. C's experiment seemed to have been true. Sex among co- workers was an ideal tension reliever and the attitude of the office reflected the lack of having it.

I walked into Mr. C's office to confirm the meeting with Candace's lawyer. He looked up and leaned back. "I thought there wasn't to be any nudity."

I smiled and gave him a bit of a bounce to jiggle my breasts. "The new policy eliminates the REQUIREMENT for nudity or partial nudity. It says we should dress as appropriate." I held out my arms, "This is how I choose." He chuckled.

"You know I'm not complaining but when they come in for the meeting you have to be dressed."

I gave him a pout, "Oh pooh..." He chuckled, again.

When Candace strutted into the open office area with her lawyer alongside her, she received immediate and unveil looks of scorn from her former co-workers. The lawyer was a man no taller than she, more than a bit overweight, balding, and wearing a poorly tailored suit. Not impressive. Maybe he was better than he looked some people were. Maybe his fee was all she was willing to gamble with. They were right on time as they strode down the center of the room for the conference room where Mr. C appeared.