Leaving the corporate lawyer's office, Angie and I went next door to the personnel office, where she eagerly signed the same expanded "Nudity Clause" I had signed earlier. It legally allowed us both to be naked, anywhere in the building. She was grinning from ear to ear as we headed to our 2:00 nude yoga class. While we were waiting for the elevator to come, two guys coming from a doctor's office visit, were noticeably confused seeing a naked man with Angie. They couldn't have picked a better elevator to get on, because even before the doors closed, Angie was disrobing.
"I want to be naked before we get to the 1st floor," she announced...to the delight of the two guys! "I'm ready to start my new job with a bang!"
I chuckled when I realized she wasn't wearing any underwear or socks. She must have planned for a quick strip all along. She was still one shoe short of being completely naked by the time the elevator doors reopened on the lobby floor. No one seemed to mind waiting to move out or in while they watched Angie, leaning against the elevator handrail, with her foot up by her waist, yanking off her last shoe with her crotch on full display!
"Success," she declared, as she put her foot down! I believe the two guys and the three people waiting to get in were ready to clap as Angie proudly exited the elevator, carrying her clothes. I also had to laugh with the sudden realization how much easier my nudity was going to be from now on. With Angie naked on the elevator, NOBODY even noticed me!
"We've only got a couple of minutes before class," she whispered. "I hope Ashley has already started with the preliminary stuff."
Ashley was, in fact, giving the welcome aboard speech to a dozen or so people as we came thru the door. When Ashley saw Angie carrying her clothes, she paused with a quizzical look on her face.
"I'm legal," Angie declared. "Now you have two of us full time nudist on staff!"
"Well, that's quite an entrance," Ashley mused...and with that, she finished her speech and turned the class over to Angie. As she exited, she motioned for me to follow her out.
"I understand from Mr. Garrett that you have agreed to try the anal egg again," she stated flatly. "I'm disappointed you took it upon yourself to take it out without Joey's or my permission. I understand it had something to do with the constant hard-on you were experiencing, and a woman in the swimming class who was offended by it. That saved you from as bad a punishment tonight as you might have received, but you WILL learn to wear it! Let Angie teach this class and you go get the egg you took out, and then go up and let the doctor see what can be done to make it more comfortable. Then come back for the remainder of this class and the 3:00 class. Understand?"
"Yes, ma'am," was all I could say. I then returned to the locker that I had placed it in earlier and went back thru the gym and lobby, carrying my washcloth draped toy.
Leaving the elevator and walking toward the doctor's office, Mike happened to be leaving his office and walking toward the doctor's office, as well. "If it's alright with you, I thought I might assist the good doctor with seeing if we can make you more comfortable with your device."
"That's fine," I said grimly. There was probably not much I could do or say at this point to avoid having a butt plug in my ass. I had my strong suspicion, but I was wondering exactly how this was going to play out with Mike. He never said anything threatening, but I was pretty sure that if I didn't go along with the idea, my employment might suffer. I loved my set up being naked all the time and being paid for it... there just wasn't a 'Plan B' in my work options right now.
I was going to knock, but Mike went right into the doctor's office. "Hi, doc," Mike offered. "I told you we'd be right over."
"That's fine," she countered. "What seems to be the problem? Our new employee unhappy with his arrangements?"
"No, nothing like that," Mike replied for me. "He just wants to see if there can be a better fit and not so much prostate engagement. He's apparently scaring all the old women in the pool and we can't have that!"
"Well, I did get in a different style of plug if you wanted him to try just a standard butt plug," the doctor offered. "The handle is exposed, so he'd have to be more discrete with how he exposes his anus during class. It is flesh tone, but if he spreads his cheeks, someone might see it."
"All we can do is try it," Mike responded. "Give it here and let's see how it fits. Assume the position, sport, grab your ankles while I get this thing lubed up. It's probably better it you don't look at it, so you won't try and tense up so badly."
"You're the boss," I said, as I spread my legs apart, bent over, and grabbed my ankles. Unfortunately, from this position, I could see what Mike had in store for me. It didn't seem quite as big in diameter, but it was several inches longer and with a curved 'T' handle. Basically a curved dildo with a handle.
"Here we go, sport. Just relax your muscles back here and it will go fine," Mike said in as soothing a tone as he could muster. With a steady pressure, the cold, gelled 'T' handled butt plug was slowly parted my puckered rosebud and into my rectum. As it reached the handle, the plug slimmed down, so my ass basically closed around it and the 'T' handle kept it from disappearing completely.
