Julia sat back heavily at her desk, her mind unable to wrap itself around what she saw. Her normal mail stack had contained a heavy manila envelope, when she curiously open the package, a short note and a compact video viewing device had fallen onto her desk. The note was written in an untidy scrawl and the message was short and to the point. Log on, wait, I will contact. The movie playing on the tiny screen was not nearly so simple. Julia, though she always worked hard at presenting the best possible front, had a dirty little side. Last Halloween it had kind of gotten the better of her, Julia's slinky white satin angel's costume hadn't remained on much past shot number six or so. To Julia's private whorish delight, and public horror and humiliation there had been quite a few people at the party and photographic evidence showed she had been their plaything.
The first few minutes of the video showed Julia in the sexy steps of a strip tease, her outfit was gone quickly and the stranger, whom she was pleasuring, looked enthralled. While she turned around and lewdly presented her shaved snatch to him her perky breasts were fondled by a close stander by. Julia's long red hair was loose and draping seductively across his chest, then legs as she turned back to face him mouthing his erect cock through his jeans. The man ran one of his hands up the curve her ass the other one reaching out to tweak an erect nipple while Julia swayed and gyrated to the music playing the background. A crowd had gathered around the spectacle and you could see some of the guys palming their erections while the girls were staring in mingled arousal and disgust.
Watching the video was strange for Julia, she had never really been video taped as an adult, and while she remembered most of what happened that night, their was something particularly dirty about seeing herself behave like a wanton whore. Even though it was 1 o'clock in the afternoon and she was surrounded by other people in cubicles, Julia couldn't turn away, she couldn't turn it off and she certainly couldn't help the wetness her arousal was causing in her cotton panties.
On the small screen Julia had ended up on her knees in front of the man, his large hands easily held her head as he guided her rhythm. Julia was working on getting his cock free from his pants when another gentleman came up from behind her and began to play with her breasts. Julia's mouth and tongue were barely able to wet the first cock before she was hauled roughly to her feet and mounted on him. The man behind her who had been playing with her tits grabbed her hair and shoved his dick in her mouth while she began to ride the man underneath her.
At this point all the guys with girlfriends had left the room and their was still quite a crowd of people staring and waiting their turn. The man she was orally pleasuring was speaking to her, on the tape you couldn't make it out but Julia knew he was telling her "she had better make sure it was nice and wet, because it was about to get shoved in her ass". A few moments later he pulled his cock from her hungry suckling, planted a firm hand against her back and shoved her forward. Taking his place behind her, Julia could see herself squirm and cry out when his blunt head pierced her hole double stuffing her completely.
"Is there something wrong, Julia?" Panic tightened metal bars across her chest, constricting her breathing. Julia felt a guilty flush begin to work it way up from her breast. Thankfully, ever one to think quickly on her feet, she stammered only a second before responding to her floor head.
"No, I am sorry sir I just realized I had double scheduled some meetings here while I was reworking my calendar."
"Ah, I see," Mr. Darryl was a solid gentleman in his late thirties, crisp and clean cut proper appearance and carriage were of utmost importance to him. "well on another matter, before you leave for the day I would like to see you in my office it concerns your annual evaluation."
"Yes, of course Sir" After he had left her cubicle Julia let her panic and fear consume her, was it Mr. Darryl? Was it even someone at work? Julia picked up the discarded envelope searching for any clues to the videographers identity. The envelope had nothing on it but her name and floor, but that meant it was and interoffice communication. If this tape got out she was ruined, she wondered, frightened who else had seen her scandal. The note, what had the note said? Julia searched the top of her desk quickly, panicking when she couldn't find it. Sliding out of her seat and onto her hands and knees she located it under the edge of her desk. A short whistle sounded, startling Julia into hitting her head on her desk. Attempting to back out, stand-up and then sit down at her desk again gracefully was hard ,but Julia managed with aplomb, her business tight black a-line riding up only slightly in the whole process. Leaning on his elbow at the edge of her cubicle was Michael, the office flirt.
"I don't have time right now Mike I'm very busy, my evaluation is later and I need this promotion" Julia smiled trying to blunt the edge to her words, she pretty much automatically ruled out Mike as the person who had sent her the video, he definitely would have personally delivered it and already be fucking her if he had any idea about her little sexcapade.
Mike shrugged and held out his hands as if to say who can blame me, before striding off to his own desk. Julia looked down at the crumpled piece of paper in her hand.
Log on, wait, I will contact
Log on, must mean the company network, Julia turned to the humming machine on her desk and quickly tapped in her password. A flashing icon indicated she had a message, it didn't have a sender tag or a subject. Julia felt her stomach tighten, out of the corner of her eye she could still see the small film playing, from where it was hiding, out of sight of the hall. She double clicked the message.
Hmm, little whore got caught, I can imagine you don't really want anyone to see that. Well I'm not adverse to having you play a little game with me in return for my silence. It is of course all up to you, you could end this at anytime, but trust me in this everyone you know and a lot of people you don't will become intimately acquainted with your amateur attempt at porn.
You will receive a few more packages, and I expect you to follow my instructions implicitly, I can see you and know when you are behaving and when your not. I watched you get all wet and horny, rubbing your thighs together, while you saw yourself whoring for those strangers.
In growing horror Julia looked up from her screen quickly trying to see if anyone was paying close attention to her, she was however unable to stop another wave of pleasure that ground her hips into her chair.
As I said before, as long as you do exactly as I say, no one has to know of this. By the way I hope you fair well on your evaluation today, it would be a shame if you didn't make your promotion, better be a good girl now, put your little show away and get back to work.
A concerned party
Julia felt like she was going to throw up, she rose unsteadily, at least having the presence of mind to switch off her monitor and grab the video player but hurrying to the rest room. Once there Julia felt a little safer, she looked at herself in the mirror trying to collect her thoughts. She was definitely what you could consider pretty, wide green eyes with long bedroom lashes drew your attention, her skin was a warm creamy color, right now an attractive flush pinkened her cheeks and her vivid red hair was in slight disarray, giving it a tousled look. Julia drew in a couple of unsteady breathes, calming herself.
"It's alright, we can get through this" Julia tugged her jacket tighter "What is the worst he could want? Sex,? I can handle that, and then once I get this cleared up I'll have this promotion and things will be looking up." Nodding in a false sense of control Julia washed her hands and returned to her desk.