I was contacted by this guy Dave on the net. He asked me if I would work naked and I said yes.
So I met him at his office, strip naked, and worked, for a while. Then of course I had to have some fun and I jacked off in front of him, his name is Dave, by the way.
But, near the climax of my masturbation performance, Dave's boss came into the office. Now Dave's boss just finished talking with him.
"Oh. Is everything okay? You're not fired or anything are you?"
"I think its okay." Dave replies.
"What did you talk about?" I ask.
"You; I told him everything I know about you, how we met and that you needed a job and were willing to work naked and stuff. I hope to see you again soon, bye."
With that, Dave leaves and I'm by myself naked in the office.
"Jean please come into my office." he makes the request sound like a assertion, not threatening just that his voice commands you to obey. I hear, and what else was I going to do, but obey.
"Now, my name is Mr. Thomas," this handsome and commanding black man says, "and I am looking for a discrete and reliable office assistant to work under my personal secretary and office manager. Would you turn around slowly so I can get a good look at you?"
I do so.
"Undo the pony tail."
I do so and my hair falls free. My hair comes down to my shoulders.
"Has anyone ever told you that from behind you could pass as a woman?"
"No, but I know that it's true."
"Do you have a copy of your resume that you can access via the net?"
"Yes."
"Excellent, come here and use my computer and retrieve it."
I walk over to his desk and bend over to use his computer to do as he asks. As I am busy on his machine one of his hands comes to rest on my hip. No, it's not by accident; he deliberately is feeling me up. His strong black fingers roam over my slightly tanned white ass. I spread my legs apart as if I am trying to get a better balance as I work. He takes advantage of my effort and runs his fingers along the valley between my checks.
"Got it," I say and move the screen so he can view it.
He reads my resume all the while feeling up my ass. His fingers tease my ass hole.
"You are very impressive," he says, though I can't tell if he means my ass or my resume.
"Yes I think you will do just fine."
"For what, may I ask?"
"I will get to that, but first I need to ask you a few questions."
"Okay, shoot."
"You enjoy being naked, correct?"
"Yes."
"You enjoy being looked at, correct?'
"Yes."
"You've enjoyed this afternoons little office game, working naked, showing off your body, correct?"
"Yes."
"You heard me at the door didn't you?"
"Yes," I confess.
"But you didn't stop jacking, because you wanted, you desired more of an audience, correct? You crave being seen naked, correct?"
"Yes." I do, I really do.
"You came even harder than you expected because you were naked in some strange office and being watched as you masturbated in front of people, correct?"
"Yes!"
"In your heart of hearts, you wish to do this again, I am also correct?"
"Yes."
"I would be willing to pay you for that very service and more."
"You would pay me to walk around naked?"
"Yes."
"I would pay you to work in this office naked and show yourself off to my clients and as an office perk for my employee's. Your office mates here are either openly gay or bi-sexual, or in the case of Dave, a straight man whose a habitual masturbator."
"Wow, getting paid to work naked, that is so hot. Are you for real?"
"I am always real when money is concerned. Yes, I would pay you to work naked, but there is another aspect of your job, which I want you to agree to before I hire you."
"And what is that?"
"Before I tell my proposition, I will give you some background. You see Victoria; my personal secretary is over worked and has been complaining and wanting a helping hand around the office. But we have a special place with special clientele and office culture, and that is why so far we hadn't found anyone suited to our needs. Until now. I think you may fill that role if you're interested."
He tells me my salary and I whistle at the sum.
"I do have some special requirements though." He says.
"Oh, what are they?"
"As my personal secretary Victoria, escort me on to dinners, conventions and such. I need someone who is skilled technically and I believe the phrase is eye candy. I need another such a person here as well, for clients of a different persuasion. I would pay you a bonus on top of what I already stated, for those other services as well as paying for your new clothing requirements."
"New clothing requirements?"
"Yes. I need someone to be attired as a distraction and entertainment. To be blunt, I want someone whose attire and appearance goes over the top. I want them to be fixated and aroused by your lovely ass and cock. Interested?"