This, and all my other stories, are planned to be standalone stories set during episodes of TV shows. Any events or situations from other stories do not roll over unless stated.
The set up for most of these stories will be sort of ridiculous, so if super realism is your thing, I apologize.
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This is set in the TV show The Office from NBC. It will focus on the characters Karen and Pam.
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"Hey," Pam meekly said to Karen walking into the break room. "About the beach...," she started to say, in reference to her outburst and admittance of feelings for Karen's boyfriend Jim at the beach earlier in the week.
"It's okay, we all say things without thinking," Karen said dismissively cutting her off, annoyed at the whole situation, and the position Pam put her in.
"Oh, no it's not that," Pam said, a bit more confidently. "I've actually been thinking that for a long time. And I'm glad I said it."
"I just- I'm sorry if it made you feel weird," Pam concluded, with a look of innocent uncaring on her face.
"Oh... Okay," Karen muttered, a look of almost disbelief stretched across her face, with a hint of anger there too.
"Pam is... kind of a bitch," Karen stated emphatically, in one of her "talking head" interviews. "And now, she is going to be my bitch," she finished, a smirk starting to appear on her face.
Pam was still sitting in the lunch area and as Karen entered the annex she made sure to lock the door behind after making sure Ryan, Kelly, and Toby were elsewhere. Once she did, she moved to the break room where she noticed Pam had her back to her and was mulling over the options in the vending machines.
Pam, the timid and shy office receptionist, was of average height with perky breasts and a cute, little butt. Her light brown hair reached down just past her shoulders. She wore a blue blazer and one of her trademark skirts, this one gray, that reached just below her knees.
Karen was just the opposite. She was a take charge sort of woman with a tenacious attitude which helped her in her job as saleswoman. She was a bit above average height with very long legs and an athletic build. Her breasts were on the small side but her incredibly tight ass more than made up for that. She wore a white, button-down shirt along with a pair of gray businesswoman pants. This was capped off with a pair of black high heels.
Karen started to move over where Pam was while trying her best to make sure Pam didn't hear her approach. She smiled at the girl in front of her knowing that Pam had no idea what was going to happen next.
She swiftly walked behind her, placing one hand over her mouth and the other on her leg just below the hem of her skirt. Pam let out a surprised, "mmmppphh!"
"Listen here you little bitch, Jim is mine," Karen hissed in Pam's ear while moving her hand up momentarily to grab the receptionist's plump ass. "Not you, or anyone, can make a move on him, let alone make me look like an idiot in front of all my coworkers," Karen continued to Pam, who at least now knew who was holding a hand over her mouth.
She still didn't understand what Karen had planned for her, but she would soon find out. The hand on her ass worried her slightly and her eyes were wide open in shock.
The hand slowly trailed back down and moved around the front of her right leg, again just below the hem. With her thumb, Karen pushed up on the skirt and slowly hiked it up while her other fingers traveled inside. She could feel and hear Pam mumbling into her hand but she ignored it.
As she continued, the skirt fell and was now being pushed up by her wrist as the rest of her hand slowly and gently glided up Pam's smooth leg. As Karen kept moving forward she grew more and more curious about what kind of panties Pam was wearing. That is until she kept moving upwards and her hand made contact with Pam's naked pussy.
Pam had in a moment of spontaneity and confidence after her outburst at the beach decided to come to work commando. A decision which she was now regretting. The first time Karen's hand touched it, a jolt of pleasure ripped through her body, and she shuddered briefly in Karen's grasp.
"Look at the naughty little slut with no panties," Karen coyly stated. She bent Pam over slightly, jutting her ass out, and slowly started running her fingers along Pam's pussy. Pam was stuck in place due to shock and the fact that what Karen was doing was causing her immense pleasure. She moaned incoherently into Karen's hand.
"You like this don't you slut?" Karen cooed, emphasizing the last word. Pam nodded without thinking and slightly grinded her ass on Karen. Karen noticed the sudden enthusiasm and decided to strike while the fire was still hot. She stopped suddenly and let her middle finger dart briefly inside of Pam. This caused Pam to buckle at the knees but Karen held her firmly in place.
She slowly pushed it further and further in until she felt it bottom out. The moan that escaped Pam convinced her to start slowly fucking her with that finger. She did this slowly picking up speed before, without warning, adding a second finger.
Pam shuddered again and jutted her ass further out and started moving it in and out to meet the fingers. Due to her current position Pam needed more and more support from her hands that she had firmly planted on the vending machines.