Pam reported for work at The Office the following Monday as requested. She had fulfilled Michael and Jan's wildest sexual fantasies as asked in her first interview. She had proven she had the right stuff to sell paper to clients that needed a little 'extra motivation' to close the deal. At her desk organizing her things on her first day, Pam was getting herself acclimated to the culture of The Office.
There was an underlying sexual energy about this place. Oscar was gay and frequently talked about his boyfriends, the size of their cocks, and their aptitude for blow jobs. Meredith might as well come to work naked on casual day with the skimpy outfits she wears. She doesn't wear underwear but wears dresses short enough to see her red pubes poking out the bottom when she sits down. Dwight takes one too many 15 minute breaks to bang Angela in the warehouse every day. Ryan spreads Kelly's legs and licks her pussy in her secluded corner cubicle while on company time. Heck even dorkus maximus Toby gets a piece of Holly's ass in his corner cubicle as well. The new receptionist Erin and Andy have been caught fucking in the lunch room a few times too, her legs in the air shouting "Fuck me fuck me fuck my pussy Andy!"
A happy workforce is a productive workforce so Michael never minded his staff's animal urges. Michael has even walked in on Phyllis and Meredith masturbating in the lady's room together. Don't' ask him why he walked into the ladies room, he won't give a straight answer. Observant as she was, Pam quickly figured out all these goings-on around The Office during her first few hours there. In the quiet of the air conditioner humming and keyboards being typed upon Pam heard ringing in Michael's office which was only a few feet from her workstation.
"Hello Michael Scott speaking," Michael stated in to his desk phone, one of his Toys 'R' Us playthings in his hands.
"Yes Mr. Buttlicker thank you for calling."
"Yes as a matter of fact we do have a new saleswoman."
"Oooooh yes, she sure is."
"Oooooh yes, she sure does."
"Yes Mr. Buttlicker I'm sure you won't be undersold, I'll have her right out." And Michael hung up the phone.
Michael approached Pam's desk, "Bill Buttlicker, a potential new client, just called me and wants to buy some paper. Pam would you please go to his office for a sales call?"
Jim Halpert, cringing slightly, mouths quietly to Dwight, "Bill Buttlicker? That's actually a real guy?"
Dwight replied to Jim,"Idiot! You didn't make him up like you thought you did just to screw with me, he IS a real guy."
Pam agreed to her new assignment, gathered her things and headed for the door. She was understandably worried about her first sales call. Would she do the right things? Say the right things? Could she close the deal? Could she sell him the biggest order possible? And what's with a name like Bill Buttlicker? Oh well, the name doesn't matter. She psyched herself up during the drive over to sell this guy a boatload of paper.
After Pam left, Michael called one of his salespeople, Karen Filippelli, into his office. "What is it now Michael?" she said grudgingly, sure that he wanted her to do something useless like he usually does. Since transferring in from another branch, Karen has quickly learned how the culture in the Scranton branch is different from her previous branch.
"Karen have you met Pam? Pam is our new saleswoman, a pretty little thing too, she's going on her first sales call today and I want you to help her close the deal, but only if she needs it."
"Okay but if this guy buys a nice order, I want my share of the commission, I'm not following the newbie around for nothing."
Michael replied, "Yes of course your share, fine, I'm glad you'll go, but there is something I need first, I need to fuck your ass to help put you in the proper mood for the sales call, should the situation arise."
"Awww Michael, c'mon now." Karen said, like he was wasting her time. "Where's Jan? I like when she helps."
"Don't worry about Jan. What I'm worried about though is another episode like your last sales call where you left a lot of money on the table because you wouldn't negotiate a better deal," Michael said.
Karen shrugged and turned her eyes towards her feet, recalling the embarrassment of her last sales call. In hindsight she realized she must not have the right attitude that day. She's normally a proper company slut when it comes to closing the deal but she wasn't feeling well and didn't really want to be out of the office that particular day. Her misstep was she just wanted to write up an order and leave, she had shrugged off the client's suggestive glances and behavior.
Michael continued coaching Karen, "Remember last week, our clients expect a certain level of service from Dunder Mifflin. We need all employees to pull out all the stops when it comes to up-selling our clients."
"Yeah but Michael that guy was pretty sick, I mean he did have a cage filled with gerbils in his office."
"Yes you told me that but you didn't even attempt to indulge him some, that had to have hurt the size of the order. Just try to be more open minded this time," Michael answered.
Message received, Karen stammered nervously, "Okay fine let's get this over with, you can do whatever you want to me. Just be sure to cum in my mouth this time, you sprayed it over my back last time and you know how I can't reach there to clean it up. Are you sure Jan isn't here? She has a knack for really motivating me."
"Jan is in New York so let's forget about that bitch, Hurry up now, I don't want Pam getting too far ahead of you. Disrobe and get on my desk and spread your ass," Michael commanded.
Karen relented and took off her clothes and shoes. Her darkly tanned skin shining under the florescent lights, she got up on his desk on all fours, faced the door, and pointed her bare ass at Michael who was still sitting at his desk. He put down his Fischer-Price toy and placed his hands on her ass cheeks, spreading them even further to reveal her tight brown pucker.
With green eyes Karen looked back at Michael, her brown hair hanging over her shoulder, her bare breasts also hanging with increasingly hardening nipples. She hung her toes off the edge of the desk near Michael's lap, got down to her elbows, and arched her back, further pointing her succulent ass up in the air. With long licks he clumsily dragged his tongue from her pussy to her ass hole, savoring all her still forming pussy juices. He paused to play with her taint and poke his tongue at it. He timidly ran his fingers over her short pubic hair that coated her vulva, taint and sparsely circled her anal pucker. With his thumbs Michael spread the few hairs that circled her anus and dipped his tongue into her butt, working his tongue in to penetrate her ass.
Karen signed in pleasure and whispered, "Mmmm yeah Michael that's it, you know how I like it, play with my ass."
Michael mumbled, "Mmm Hmm," and continued licking at her clenched orifice while he brought his hands to masturbate her pussy. Poking a stiff finger into her vagina, he curled his finger down to stimulate her G-spot. He momentarily broke from orally stimulating her anus to travel south and lap at all of Karen's vaginal giblets now dripping pussy juices. Karen was breathing heavily and moaning softly, keeping her eyes mostly closed but opening them every few seconds to look back over her shoulder.
The stimulations Karen received from Michael's mouth and hands were bringing a fire into her belly, increasing her burning desire for further sexual contact. Michael was right, she just needed to be warmed up to put her in a sales oriented mood. The guy might be an idiot but he knew how to sell paper which somewhat explains how he became to be a manager.
Her tender toes curling and muscles tightening all over her body she shuddered, "OH yeah Michael, you know how I love having my ass rimmed, get your face in there." She reached around with one hand and placed it on the back of his head, forcing his face into her ass.
And rim he did, he rimmed with all his might, forcing his tongue in her ass and licking all around the tight flesh. She moaned and suffocated Michael with her soft butt cheeks, directing his face into her ass crack, his chin rubbing on her pussy, driving his tongue as far into her ass as it would reach.
When Karen was sufficiently satisfied she stood and grabbed a bottle of lube she keeps in her purse. She knelt before Michael and took out his erect cock and began slathering the goop on it, using long strokes with both hands. Michael shook and winced at the pleasure, trying desperately not to cum too fast. She held his rock hard member with one hand and did a twisting motion on the head with her other, lubing it up and driving him to ecstasy at the same time. For good measure she cupped his balls and ran her other hand along his shaft, smearing lubricant all over its eight inch length.
"Shit Karen, you keep doing that for another minute and I won't have to fuck your ass."
Karen just looked up at him and smiled, giving him one more long slow tug along the length of his engorged cock with both hands. "Don't cum yet Michael, you got my motor running and I need this cock to be buried in my ass."
Karen then stood, bent over the desk, and with one hand reached behind her to guide his fattened rod to her ass hole, playfully penetrating the tight orifice. With slow yet powerful pressure the head popped through her sphincter, inch by slow inch she took the full length of his cock inside her rectum. He thrusted and jabbed in her ass, just as clumsily as he had while licking her ass but it didn't offend her at all. Karen loved any cock she could get in her ass, even if it was clumsy Michael.
