Jennifer pulled the car to the curb. They were just outside of Kelly's apartment building.
Kelly was a horny mess. Most of her dress was unbuttoned. Her bra was fully on display, and part her dark areolas were exposed.
Jennifer was quite, just watching Kelly.
"God damn it" Jennifer finally said.
She leaned forward, their lips connecting and both girls just melting into the kiss. Kelly felt Jennifer's hands on her breasts. And then she felt her bra being pulled down, her breasts exposed. Jennifer was softly squeezing her breasts and pulling on her nipples.
The girls both involuntarily moaned, the sound lost within their deep kisses.
Kelly sensed Jennifer's hand moving lower, and opened her legs wider to accommodate. Moments later, Kelly felt two fingers slide inside her.
Jennifer eventually broke the kiss, but kept her fingers inside.
"I am sorry for calling you a whore. You are not a whore. You are a horny, needy slut."
Kelly had difficulty answering. The fingers moving were making it hard to focus, so she just moaned in response.
She was desperate for more. She wondered what the right protocol was. If this was a guy, his cock would already be balls deep inside her.
"Do you want to come in?!" she asked hopefully.
"I really fucking do, but I can't. I need to get back home. My husband is waiting" answered Jennifer in dejected voice.
The moment was broken. The two girls hugged. Kelly straightened her cloths as best she could and got out of the car.
"Wear something sexy tomorrow. Ciao slut."
Jennifer threw Kelly a kiss and drove off.
Kelly literally ran to her apartment. She couldn't wait to get something inside herself. She was naked the moment she was through the door. The dildo was right where she left it the night before, on her nightstand, standing tall and hard. Kelly grabbed the dildo and was about to stuff it inside herself, when she had a wicked idea. She grabbed her phone, switched to camera, and pressed record.
She held the camera to her face.
"Hello, my name is Kelly, and I am a slut."
She panned the camera to capture her naked body.
"I am going to fuck myself with this dildo" Kelly told the camera while holding the life like 7 inch dildo.
She placed the camera about a foot away with a clear shot of her pussy, and her face. She positioned the dildo next to her slit, and pushed it in until all 7 inches were inside.
"Aaaahhh"
Kelly slid the dildo out and then back in, increasing her pace, moving faster and harder with each thrust.
"Fuck this needy cunt."
She could feel her orgasm building, she was so close. She grabbed her nipple and pulled hard.
Kelly looked at the phone, seeing herself reflected back - her tits hanging out, nipples hard, her wet pussy stretched with the dildo. Somehow that was enough. Kelly's whole body started to tremble.
The next morning, Kelly walked into the conference room and once again discovered that she was the last one to arrive. She wore simple tennis skirt that stopped about mid thigh, a crop top with buttons in the front and her midriff exposed. Kelly had a few buttons opened that showed the tops of her breasts. Her most wicked item was the micro thong. Kelly smiled to herself about her little, sexy secret.
"Hi, sorry. I snoozed too many times."
"Please try to be on time going forward" said Mike.
After pausing for a moment to think through his next words, he continued.
"I want to apologize about yesterday. Things got out of hand. We were all drinking. It was unprofessional. I feel quite bad about it."
"Oh no no. We were all so drunk, and I was totally into it."
"You were into it?" asked Jennifer in amazed voice.
Kelly's face flushed red realizing what she just let slip.
"I mean, it's just like a silly fantasy" responded Kelly trying to laugh it off.
"Was it being told what to do?" asked Jennifer.
Mike uncomfortably shifted in his seat, trying to hide his growing erection.
Kelly felt herself getting wet.
"It was so embarrassing" she finally responded.
"We can discuss this another time" said Mike changing the conversation.
"You were the last to arrive, so you're in charge of getting the coffee again today."
Kelly made her away out of the conference room. As she was passing Jennifer, she felt a slap on her ass.
"Ehhhh!"
"Don't forget the soy milk" said Jennifer with a wink.
It wasn't a strong slap. But between the sound of the spank and her yelp, everyone was looking at her.
"Yeah, of course, soy definitely" responded Kelly and rushed out, her face turning even more red.
Kelly was in the little pantry.
"Fuck fuck fuck" she said to herself out loud.
She was soaking wet. She tried to reason with herself.
"Yesterday was bad. I need to take control. I am a professional. I need to be taken seriously. Spanking is not professional. But, it's so freaking kinky."
Kelly wondered if she could just duck into the bathroom and take the edge off a little.
She sighed, put the coffee's on the tray and carefully carried it back to the conference room.
Frank was first.
Kelly was holding the tray with both hands. She stood next to him, trying to balance the tray and lift his cup. She felt his hand slip under her skirt and slide up along her leg.
She froze; her mind focused on tracking the progress of his fingers.
She felt his fingers on her naked ass, and then trace the outline of the little string that was her thong in between her ass cheeks.
"Why did I wear a micro thong to work?! And now, Frank thinks I am a slut" thought Kelly.
Frank gave her a wink, and Kelly giggled.
She couldn't believe herself. She giggled like a schoolgirl with a crush not a professional woman.
She took his coffee of the tray and placed it in front of him.
"Thank you, sir."
"Why did I thank him and why did I call him sir. I brought him coffee, he groped me, and I called him sir" Kelly inwardly debated with herself.
Frank smiled.
"You're welcome."
Kelly looked around but couldn't be certain how much anyone noticed. Everyone seemed to be absorbed in their laptops.
She slowly walked to Mike gripping the tray with both hands.
She stood next to him, holding her breath in anticipation. She couldn't believe herself. She was actually waiting for Mike to do the same.
Mike himself was waiting.
Finally, after a few more awkward moments, Kelly took the cup and placed it in front of Mike.
Mike just nodded.
Peter was next, but he just took his drink directly from the tray before Kelly had a chance to stand next to him.
Bemused, Kelly made her way to Jennifer.
There were two cups left on the tray - hers and Jennifer's. She was still holding the tray carefully with both hands.
Kelly immediately felt Jennifer's hand slip under her skirt. Jennifer moved her fingers expertly to Kelly's panties, and slipped her fingers in. She slowly and gently let the tip of her long fingernails scrap along Kelly's outer labia lips.
Kelly involuntarily shuddered. It wasn't an orgasm, it was like a little electrical current ran through he entire nervous system. After a few more seconds, Jennifer pulled her hand out, and took the drink off the tray.
"Thanks."
"Let's get to work. Kelly have a seat" said Mike.
"Team, yesterday we did a lot of the general prep work. Today, we need to focus on the actual client work, so I'll be going over the client details. I know everyone will be an utmost professional regardless of who our client is. Client obsession is our core principle and the client always comes first."
Mike paused for effect, and then continued.
"Our client is Hard Bang Entertainment. They are a conglomerate that owns a number of franchise stores, strip clubs, studio productions, tube sites, and a growing presence within the live webcam business. They have aspirations to grow within their existing markets, and to identify new markets that they are not currently penetrating."
"HR felt that because of the adult nature of their business, we should be quarantined from the rest of the organization. So, we will be working together in this conference room for the duration of the project. This way we can freely discuss and review anything we need to."
"They sent us some sample products, and some free accounts that we can use online."
Mike picked up a box from the floor, and dumped the contents on the conference room table.
It was like someone rubbed a sex store. There were all kinds of dildos, vibrators, anal plugs, lubes, condoms, and little plastic bags with fantasy outfits.
Mike picked up the second box.
"Now this is from a company called Kink Labs. This is one of the companies they are thinking of buying. They are into alternative lifestyle products. We will need to do our due diligence and provide advice on the buyout."
Mike dumped the contents of the second box on the table.
This second pile consisted of all types of BDSM toys like clamps, paddles, metal spread bars, chokers, and even handcuffs.
