Abby and the ceo - S01 E66

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Abby and the ceo - S01 E66

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 66

"Lean over me and use my body... however you want. Squeeze my breasts, pinch my nipples, stroke my clit and pussy anything.... touch me... grope me anyway you want."

It was like I had unlocked something within him. He rested his chest on my back and his hands roamed and groped over my body and his fingers pinched and twisted and probed. I wasn't sure I would cum doing this but the excitement of seducing him, blatantly exposing myself to this stranger who intended to bring suit against us.

Before I could, though, I felt his cock inside stiffen and twitch. His entire body tensed and he grunted as he slammed repeatedly up into my ass until he sent cum into me. I squeezed hard around his cock as he spurted his seed into me. He sagged against my back, his hands and arms coming out to brace himself. As he recovered his breath, He slowly stood and eased his cock out of my clenching asshole.

"Oh God," he exclaimed. I looked over my shoulder, again. He was staring at my ass. I smiled. I was sure he was staring at my gaping asshole and his cum beginning to leak from it. He looked up, saw me, and gave an embarrassed smile. "That was amazing. I never imagined... never thought..."

I stood upright and kiss him on the lips, my hand stroking over his cock slick with his cum from my ass. "I'm glad you enjoyed it. Simple sex is such a wonderful diversion, don't you think?" He bent to grab his clothes but put a hand on his arm. "Don't... not yet. Now we negotiate. Let our nudity be our symbol of openness to work something positive out." He was awkward, but he nodded and retook his seat on the couch while I retook mine on the chair opposite him. He reached into his case for a pad of paper and covered his crotch. I didn't bother.

Mr. C had just called me into his office. I was completely nude and padded into his office barefoot. The entire office seemed to understand that the intention of the new dress policy was for everyone to be dressed. I took the policy wording literally and continued to focus on the word 'appropriate. Given my job and responsibilities to Mr. C (not to mention Mrs. C), being naked and accessible seemed very appropriate.

He looked up and shook his head. He knew I was naked, of course. We came to the office together and I immediately stripped at the locker I always used. Maybe he somehow thought I might take the hint from the others in the office and follow then. He knew better than to think I was a follower, though.

"What am I going to do with you?"

I chuckled and rotated side to side to cause my breast to swing, "You could fuck me, sir. That always works for both of us."

He had news, though. Mr. C had received a call from Gerald Olsen, Candace's attorney, he added as if I might need a reminder. He convinced Candace to take the offer I settlement I offered. It was much less than she hoped for but he confronted her with the reality; that her case had little merit and it could only create harm. It was agreed that the money would be the only outcome for her, that she would be required to sign a confidentiality agreement that would contain severe penalties for her if she ever breathed a word about this office. She would be given a good recommendation because her work had been good.

"Sir, that's wonderful!" I thought for a moment, then added, "I assumed she would come back with a counter-offer."

Mr. C's eyes smiled and he allowed then to fall to my breasts before responding after a moment of thought. "You apparently made quite an impression of Gerald Olsen." He winked. "He wouldn't say how but he complimented you in the way you represented the cause of the office. I think there is much more to Gerald Olsen than meets the eye."

"I agree, sir. He is a more effective attorney than his resume projects but more importantly he is a man who wants to see the right thing happen and sometimes that is a conflict for his client. He wants to work on the right side of the law, sir."

He nodded and his eyes twinkled, "I agree and I had a thought.

After the settlement with Candace was finalized and Candace became an after-thought to us, there remained a big question: what was all of this going to mean for the office?

I surveyed the entire office. Everyone seemed to be taking the conservative approach to the fallout of the Candace situation by wearing clothes. A few women flaunted the risque edges of what was thought to be expected by following my example earlier with unbuttoned blouses and short mini-skirts. was still the only one basically naked. As I met with each member of our office, my continued rebelling through my nudity seemed to give them hope the office could return in some form of what it was. We really were a collective of sex enthusiast.

I presented my findings to Mr. C and his staff. They were unified in simpathy for the universal position of the office but there was now a legal issue staring us in the face. Mr. C had interrupted the negativity of the discussion with an idea that, if it might work, he would take to the Board. That led to the day I looked up from my monitor to find Gerald Olsen striding through the office.

"Mr. Olsen... what a surprise," blurted out as I quickly stood up from my desk. I quickly peeked into Mr. C's office. "Sir uhmm... Mr. Olsen is here

He rose up from his desk and quickly closed the space to the door where he stretched out his hand. "Gerald! Wonderful. So glad you could come." I was still confused. This meeting wasn't on his schedule. He looked at my reaction with a laugh, "Do you think I am completely helpless without you, Abby?"

Mr. Olsen remarked as his eyes scanned my body covered only in heels and stockings, "Tell, Joe, does Abby even own any clothes?"

"If she does, I think we should send a team to steal them from her closet, don't you think?" They both laughed. I smiled and pondered. Though Mr. C has tolerated my insubordination in dress, this was the first time of sounding like it might continue. They met privately for an hour. Several people came to me for any information because they all knew he had been Candace's attorney. It was easy for me to plead ignorance. I didn't know.

When the door opened, Mr. C led Mr. Olsen from his office and stopped in front of my desk. "Abby, Gerald has agreed to come work with us as an internal attorney focusing on employee issues and needs both professional and personal." I looked up at them stunned. He turned to Mr. Olsen, "It was her idea, really." He turned to me, "You see my dear, I am able to act on good ideas on my own." He laughed at his tease at me and moved to his office before saying over his shoulder, "Gerald, Ms. Thomas will detail your first assignment."

Mr. Olsen stood not quite knowing what happened, "Geez, he can act fast." I just smiled and stood.

I took his arm in mine and hugged it to my bare breast. "I know you haven't officially started, yet, but I hope you can give me an hour or two of your time?" He nodded. "Mr. Cornell will assume I have properly outlined the first issue for you to focus on and it really is very important. He will also assume I have effectively provided you with motivation for working here." I raised my arm and pointed toward Marie. Several people spotted me and sent the word across desks until Marie stood, saw me waving at her, and moved toward us as I moved Mr. Olsen to the conference room. Since Candace's threat, all the offices had their glass walls frosted for privacy, including the conference room. The general office might have stopped dressing so exposed but the we didn't stop the sex entirely.