The conference room was everything you would imagine a high corporations conference room to be. Though what made this room unique was the long black-glassed table that stretched the length of the room guarded by leather chairs along its sides. The room walls were curved opening wider in the middle and tapering just enough to give it an oval like shape. At one end of the conference table stood a tall leather backed chair, which she immediately assumed, was RJ's and at the other end of the table, nearest to her, was a set of boxes set on the floor. She turned on the lights that hung over the table, down the center of the room, and then walked over to the table and laid the planner down. She noticed that she could see her own reflection in the table's surface, which she thought was cool. Then she turned and looked down at the boxes. Being a legal assistant, she learned a thing or two about carrying and lifting heavy boxes full of files and knew the proper way to lift them was to squat down and use your legs, not your back. What she failed to realize was the tendency for thong underwear to follow the path of least resistance when it was tightened.
The zinger sent a wave of pleasure through her that made her stand up quickly and grab the edge of the table. She stood there a moment catching her breath and saw her reflection in the table and almost busted out laughing.
"Well I am not going to get anywhere like this."
She watched herself as she hiked up her skirt and hooked the side of her panties and slid the soaking panties off stepping out of them carefully one foot at a time. She tossed them on the conference table feeling much better. She still was a bit flustered and wet from what happen in RJ's office moments ago, and a zinger like that was begging for trouble. Maybe if she got her work done she could sneak back into the room and take care of this little itch she thought to herself as she picked up the first box and set it on the table. It was much lighter than she thought.
Opening the box she paused a moment as she looked in side. She reached inside and carefully and slowly pulled out a long leather flogger by its black handle. She held it up and looked at it. It was nothing she had ever seen before in real life, only once on TV and another time in an email ad she got on her computer, which she deleted immediately. She placed her other hand at the base and pulled the leather strands through he fingers slowly and smelled the leathery scent. It was amazing and shiny and she couldn't help but think how RJ might look holding it and standing over her. The thought alone was making her belly do loops. She swung the strands outwards and laid it on the table laying it perfectly in a straight line. She then reached in for the next item, which was some kind of device that looked like a small clear ball with another ball inside it and a string that hung down from it with a medium sized black plastic bead. It also came packaged with a small remote control. She opened the package and held the ball lightly in the palm of her hand and then took the remote control and switched it on. She jumped when the ball came to life in her hand and she dropped it with a loud thud onto the table and it rolled down the length of the table.
"Oh jeeshh!"
She scurried after the run away ball and found it between two chairs. She picked it up and looked at it holding onto it more securely this time. The inner ball was spinning inside the outer ball causing a whirling gyrating sensation in the palm of her hand. She turned it off with the remote and set them back in the package on the table.
"That's just plain evil," she grinned to herself and reached into the box a little excited what the next surprise would be. She took hold of a handle and pulled out what appeared to be a riding crop. At the end was a small flap of leather that flipped loosely when she jiggled it. She smiles and swung it through the air a couple of times listening to the whhhiissuuppp noise it made and playful bent over and tapped her ass with the end of it. She laid the crop down and reached for the next item getting more and more excited with each new item she pulled from the box.
She wasn't the only one who was getting excited as RJ stood there and watched her on the monitors slide off her panties and begin to play with the toys. He watched her, gauging her interest in each item. He could see her body language and could tell she was getting more and more aroused. However that didn't change the fact she was not concentrating on her work, nor did he remember giving any permission for her to remove any clothing. Still he knew he had set her up for this and he began to paced weighing the matter in his mind and what he was going to do.
Fifteen minutes later, her head was spinning as she reached in and pulled out the last item from the last remaining box. It was a set of small clamps and she couldn't figure out what they were for. She was a bit light headed after imagining each of these items being used on her. Her nipples were hard as diamonds and she was literally dripping with desire. She looked down at her reflection in the table and watched her hand reach up and cupped her breast across her body. She closed her eyes as she gave a gentle squeeze hearing the words echo in her head:
"You look absolutely stunning...stunning...stunning."
She leaned against the table as she reached down and slid her fingers up her thigh and found the ache need between her legs.
"Do I have have have...your attention?"
She exhaled a short breath murmuring the word yes as she squeezed harder pinching her nipple making her knees go weak. She laid back on the table and felt the light shining down upon her as she began to rub on herself and hurriedly with one hand undid the buttons of her blouse. As the last button came undone it feel open to the sides and she reached up under her bra grabbing her breast causing her back to arch in pleasure.
Just then the doors of the conference room opened and she froze seeing RJ standing there calmly in the doorway looking at her. All the color drained from her face. She scrambled to get up and was trying to hurriedly button her shirt when he walked over and held up one finger and shook his head slowly. Her arms fell to her side limp.
"I can see that you are not going to be any use to me today in this condition."
RJ began to pace slowly walking around her as he talked and picked up her panties off the table and turn to face her. He held them out in front of her and asked.
"Do these belong to you?"
She looked up to answer him and saw him lift them to his lips and slowly pass them under his nose taking in her scent and watched him smile.
"Yes sir."
RJ began twirling the panties on his finger as he paced.
"Tsk tsk. I don't remember telling you that you could remove any of your clothing that I carefully selected and laid out for you." Stopping to add emphasis, "In fact, I don't remember telling you to play with any of my toys or yourself in my conference room."
She lowered her eyes wondering what he was going to do. She felt stupid and humiliated beyond anything she had ever experienced before in her life. She just wanted to go somewhere and hide.
