Naed at All Female Office - Day 02

You went home on Day 1 pretty late due to all the work you had, with your brain all jumbled up. You immediately began to strip off and jerk your cock. Your mind fills with images of the women. Jules taking it all in. Emily with her mouth open. Sandy cute as a button and red as a strawberry, turned on as you've never seen her before. Olivia, sexy Olivia, you remember how she flashed her panties at you. You remember Lisa's looks of joy at your naked form. You remember Rachel touching herself in front of you, looking at you being naked. Even hotter, you remember her little blush as she told you she was enjoying seeing you naked. But most of all you think of Marina. And her mouth. You think of the way she stared, the way she stroked, the way she sucked. The way she enjoyed seeing you embarrassed. You try to relive the sensation of her stroking your cock while sucking the head, using two hands. You cum. Hard. And then you put on your pajamas in a daze and go to sleep.

You wake up the next morning, and start your day as normal, trying to ignore and suppress the thought of your day at work (and the erection that came with it). As you pick your clothes, you laugh, realizing that it didn't really matter. T-shirt and shorts were fine. You put them on and head out to work. As you approach the building you get a text on your phone. It's from Marina.

Marina: where are you? Last to arrive as per usual

You: i'm just downstairs, be up soon.

Marina: just wanted to let you know that if you don't enter looking up for the day, I'll demand you do it as soon as you enter. So you might want you give yourself a little self love after you take your clothes off outside.

You don't reply, instead taking the elevator up to your floor. You stare at the plastic bag in your hand that you brought to hold your clothes. The same one Marina had put your clothes in yesterday. As you arrive on the floor, you step out and face the door. And begin stripping.

It's considerably faster than it was yesterday, both because you're dressed casually and because there is no Marina teasing you. You quickly take you t-shirt off and pull your short and underwear down in one motion. You have one last thing to do, your first torture of the day, but at least this one was without any prying, sexy eyes.

Your cock is semi-erect, as it often is in this situation. You begin stroking. It doesn't take long for your cock to responds, getting bigger with every stroke. Marina knows your cock, and she might pull you up if it isn't, um, up to it's full potential. You close your eyes, starting to feel really good, when, you hear the door start to creak open.

You open your eyes, still stroking like a deer in the headlights, as the door opens to reveal Emily, the 20 year old intern walk out. She doesn't notice you at first, instead looking intently at her phone. But, your stroking motion catches her eyes and she spies you stroking your cock in the hallway. "Eeep. Sir!"

Well there was at least a silver lining. Your cock was rock hard and twitching. Emily continued, "Sorry! I just have to go fetch Ms. Marina a coffee from Starbucks." Oh you don't say, huh. You figure there's only one way to play this.

"Good morning, Emily! Don't worry about it. Good to see you" you say, nonchalantly taking your hands away from your cock and walking past her towards the door. As you reach for the door, the shellshocked Emily finally says something, "Good to see you too, sir!" And with that she was off to fetch coffee, but she had already had her very own morning pick-me-up.

You enter the office.

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You walk into the office, deciding to continue the confidence you displayed to Emily, even if you didn't feel it. You walk confidently, towards the bullpen, needing to get across it to your office on the other side. You see Sandy closer to you, with Olivia behind her to the left and Jules to the right. You nod at them as they stare at you walking. You pretend like it is the most normal thing in the world, and you go right, opting to walk around the desks on the right, on Jules' side.

As you walk past the table, Jules turns her chair around, completely facing you as your cock passes by at her eye level. You briskly and confidently walk by, the only sign of what you were feeling inside was the shade of red in your face and the twitch you cock exhibited right as you passed by Jules. After you cross the bullpen, you see Rachel in the office next to yours look up and smile. You give her a nod as well, and she smiles back. You enter your office, get behind your desk, with your erection pointing out towards the office, and get to work.

Your computer pings. It's Marina on your laptop.

Marina: How did Emily like her surprise?

You look up to see Marina across the office, smiling and drinking her coffee, and you notice Emily back at her desk next to Jules.

You: You'll have to ask her.

Marina: She looks like she enjoyed it. Anyway, that's not why I'm messaging. I'll have the files for you to work on in a couple of hours. Been working on them since yesterday and I'm almost done.

You: That's fast! But very much appreciated. I wanted you to work on this marketing proposal I need drawn up but this is more important. I'll just give it to Sandy.

Marina responded with a thumbs up. Some light teasing but not too bad. Maybe you could get used to this. You send Sandy the details of the proposal via IM. She responds:

Sandy: When do you want it by?

You: Well, in a couple hours I'll receive some files from Marina which will have me busy all day, so just email it to me.

Sandy: I can get it done before you get busy

You: Don't be silly! Maybe Marina could do it, but you're still learning the ropes. I wouldn't want you to make any mistakes

Sandy: I won't!

You: If you rush it, mistakes will happen

Normally, if this was Marina, she would reply with "wanna bet?" Then, you had a thought. You couldn't! You shouldn't! But you also thought back to Rachel telling you how you both enjoyed it and made you a better employee. You think about Marina saying it was all just good fun. You think about how maybe the VC money and your millions might mean you have to do this a lot more. Maybe you should, um, get into character? Your cock twitches and drips a little string of pre-cum on the ground.

You: If this was Marina, she would say, "wanna bet?"

Sandy: Would you "bet" with me, John. Because I would be willing to. How does it work?

You can't believe what is happening. You didn't think she would go for it. Do you go for something tame? No you can't

You: Well, one of us would propose a forfeit first. So for instance, a mistake should be punished and corrected. So, for every mistake I find, you should receive a spank. And then you would give what I would do if I lose and negotiate on my proposal.

You watch out there as Sandy, tied blonde hair, oversized glasses and a face that looked more and more red by the minute. You watch her her breathe heavily as she types sentence after sentence, only to delete everything she typed. She does this at least 5 or 6 times. You finally she her emphatically click the send button, turning over to you, with dogged determination on her face.

Sandy: OK then. For that forfeit, I want a full 2 minutes of permission to touch.

You look back at her face. You can't resist. You can't resist the thought of her touching you. You can't resist the thought of spanking her.

You: Deal.

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You start looking at resumes, deciding that it is the right move until you get something else. You start sorting them into yeses and nos. What you can't help but notice, but also what you expected was all the candidates were female. Go figure. After you get to the end of the pile of resumes, you start working on some new product features you need to discuss with Lisa. you see the door to the workplace swing open.

You look up to see.... a delivery driver for a courier service. A smoking hot delivery driver, a girl next door type with short brown hair, dressed in the shirt and slacks that made her look like she was a hot woman wearing a delivery Halloween costume. She enters and notices you, first thing. At first she looks stunned, and you try your best to pretend that you take no notice. Then, she slowly begins handing out the mail, first to Marina. They seem to have a conversation and some giggles. Then she head to Lisa's office. This time you see them point at you, happily discussing your predicament. Then she exits the offices and comes walking over to your side. You hope to God she goes to Rachel's. Instead, she knocks on your office door. Shoot.

You gesture for her to come in. She drops a couple packages on your desk, along with a Manila folder. "I'll need your signature" the delivery girl says. She holds out her pad and pen.

"Sure" you reply. As you sign, you notice her staring at your crotch. As all the women in your life seemed to do nowadays. You finish signing, holding out her pen and pad, but she doesn't seem to notice. Too busy ogling. You clear your throat, which snaps her out of her daze.

"You know mister," she says, taking back the pad and pen, "as an expert I must say, that might be the nicest package I've ever seen"

You glow red, but at this point, you must grin and bear it. She then lifts up her phone to take a picture. "Wh-What are you doing?" you say, unable to cover up but reluctant to let this random hot woman take photos of you. "Well, the company that asked us to deliver that," she pointed at the Manila folder, "was very insistent on picture proof of delivery. I can see why now." And with that she snapped a picture of you, standing there in all your glory. "See ya". And with that she was gone. You open the manila folder, curious to see what is inside.

Out slide a paper, with a letterhead of a law firm - Max & Associate. The page read:

Opinion on nudity wager documents:

We have reviewed the two documents (Wager consent agreement and Nudity consent agreement) and are happy to report that any concerns of sexual harassment from the women towards the nude male are unfounded, so long as his nudity and actions are part of wagers and his consent outside of those wagers is respected. He may also abandon the wagers at any point (incurring the penalty of being fired for cause) so he has provided implicit consent to any outcome or happenings of the wagers.

There is, however, a concern noted among us. Sexual harassment by John towards the women. He may not cross over their consent and do anything not sanctioned by the wagers or by consent. We see this particularly as a problem with ejaculation. The nude male may not ejaculate in front of the women unless it is part of the wager itself (e.g. "I bet I can make you cum in 2 minutes), the forfeit of a wager (e.g. "If you lose you have to masturbate to completion), or with the consent of all those who may witness it. We have noted some exception - if the nude male needs to cum during a forfeit that doesn't require it (e.g. "If you lose, you have to jerk off for 5 minutes"), he may request the winner of the wager to allow it.

As a reminder, sexual harassment leads to being fired for cause, the same result as failing to respect the wagers. If all of the harassed parties are willing to sign off (in exchange for forfeits), that may help prevent the firing for harassment. If you need any further consultation, we are happy to do a site visit and lay down the exact guidelines in person.

Yours respectfully,

Penny Max, Attorney at Law.

Just as you finish reading the document you see Sandy knock on your office door, papers in hand. You look at your watch, it had been an hour and half since you had give her the work. She had done the proposal! You signal for her to come in, and she strides excitedly into your office and places it on your desk. You hope to God she made mistake, you want to spank her badly. You need a win. But if she wins, well, she can do whatever she wants. And after the document you read, you might have a harder time with all this than you thought.

You start to look over her proposal, scanning carefully for mistakes.

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There's absolutely no mistakes on the proposal. You look at it in shock. It were as if Marina had done this. She must have really been motivated, because this was quality work. You read it again, just to make sure there aren't any mistakes that you missed. Even with extreme scrutiny you must admit, this was flawless work. You were so proud. You and Marina always thought Sandy had the potential to be absolutely brilliant, but was held back by her lack of confidence. But it looks like a good ol fashion carrot did the trick, though it still was disappointing that you didn't get to use thee stick on her.

She steps closer next to you, her breath warm on your shoulder and says, "Weellll?" You turn to look at her hopeful eyes. You have no choice but to say, "Absolutely flawless work, Sandy. You win" You decide to continue your persona from this morning of taking everything on the chin. You set a 2 minute timer on your phone and without starting it slide it over to Sandy. You then slightly thrust your hips out forward as if presenting your penis. "Whenever you're ready!" you say, as your cock twitches in anticipation.

Sandy looks apprehensive. She takes a deep breath and clicks on the button starting the countdown where she can touch you. As she grabs your shaft you remember that you cannot cum without her permission. You had been hard since the morning, and pent up, but you should be able to hold off.

Sandy starts by stroking you nice and slow with her right hand, as he left slowly makes it way down your back, eventually settling on your ass. She keeps up the steady pace, sometimes slowing down to feel the contours of your dick, as if she wanted to map out your penis. She spend time on the base of the head in particular, rubbing her thumb against it, causing you to moan in pleasure.

"Oooooh, John" came Sandy's reply. That was like a catalyst. She began speeding up her movements as her hands continued to fondle your butt. You can't help but let out another moan, throwing your head back and closing your eyes. Her left hand then moves from your butt, coming up front to fondle your balls as she works the shaft with her right hand.

You try not to get lost in the pleasure, desperate not to cum. You open your eyes to glance down at the timer but before you can your eyes are greeted with the sight of the office out in front of you. Work has ceased and every single eye is focused on you. Olivia is sitting in her chair, legs spread, panties showing, with her hand down in them. Jules is relaxed and watching, while Emily is absolutely gob smacked, unable to believe what she's seeing. Lisa and Marina look happily from their offices, a mixture of arousal and pride. This makes it even harder to hold back. You glance at the timer. 30 seconds to go!

Sandy is like a woman on a mission, stroking as hard and as fast as she can. You are doing everything in your power to make sure you can stay on the edge and not go over it. Your toes being and you lean forward, your body betraying you. Just as you feel your orgasm building up a sound goes, BRRIIINNNNGGG. The timer had ended. Sandy abruptly lets go, your hard cock bobbing up and down. There is a few seconds of silence as your cock come to a rest and you desperately have it thrust out in the air, yearning for a touch. Even as it stops bobbing, it continues to twitch in time with your heartbeat, which is unreasonably fast at the moment.

Sandy moves in front of your desk, facing you. While you recover, she uses your desk tissues to wipe her hands. Those are going to be used quite a bit more than they used to be. Once you have recovered, you realize you need to get back in character. You hand her proposal back to her and say, "Good job!" unclear on whether you mean on the proposal or the forfeit. As if on cue, a bit of pre-cum drips onto the floor from the tip of your cock.

"Thank you, John" Sandy says, as she stares in delight what she has done to you.

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You continue working on product and marketing stuff for the rest of the day, attempting to banish the memory of being stroked off and almost cumming as the whole office watched. And, to be fair to all the women in the office, they seemed to be working too, only glancing over at you in odd breaks for a few minutes at a time. Over the course of the day, you did become less hard a few times, but Marina never called you on it. You found that all you needed was to notice one of the women staring at you for your member to "report for duty". Maybe Marina was being kind. Maybe she was just busy. And maybe, she wanted you to realize that you enjoyed this. The work was hard and long, so much so that you took your lunch in your office.

As you approached the end of the day, you received a ping. From Rachel. She wanted to see you in her office. You quickly save your work, and move to go see your boss. Without a stitch on. As you leave your office, all eyes turn towards you, curious as to why you are leaving your little cube of safety. They soon realize you're heading to the office next door, and the interest turns into curiosity as to what will happen next.

As you enter Rachel's office, you realize despite being naked for 2 days in the office, you haven't been in here yet. "Hi Rachel, you wanted to see me?" you say, with some trepidation.

"Yes, John, thanks for coming. I just wanted to check in about how today was going and about the all-hands tomorrow." Rachel replied. You nod and begin to approach the chairs in front of her desk to have a seat. Rachel curtly says, "I didn't say you could sit."

You step back, dumbfounded. This was the first time Rachel was curt with you. This was also the first time you has seen Rachel really take advantage of your situation. You cock twitched. You felt weak, standing in front of the goddess Rachel, her legs crossed in her powerful CEO's chair, you standing helpless, naked and hard in front of her.

"Did you get the documents the law firm sent over this morning? Did you review them?" she asked. You, of course, remember that legal document that detailed how you were forbidden from cumming in the office without explicit consent of the ladies, even if they were ones responsible. "Yes" you say, quietly, your face feeling warm.

"Good." says Rachel, getting up from her desk, and walking around to the front of it, "Penny told me she received the delivery proof and is very impressed. She also reiterated her offer to come down to help with the rules"

Rachel positioned herself in front of her desk. She leaned back slightly, just resting her beautiful rump against the desk. There was about a couple feet between your bodies, with the tip of your penis covering a significant portion of that. She could reach out and grab it, if she wanted. She instead spoke, "Down to business then!"

"First off," she said, "great work on the all hands presentation! As always!"

You nodded. She continued, "As always, you will provide your details on last month's numbers and next month's projections. Then, I will give my usual CEO address. I wanted to give you heads up - I will be encouraging more wagers on performance - and other things - in the office after seeing the results. You are under no obligation to accept any wager, but I just wanted you to know. From Monday, I imagine you'll have a lot of incentives to give out."

You sighed. Rachel continued on, "Speaking of which, I heard you did one today. With little Sandy. Can you brief me on that?"

You struggle to find the words at first. But then you glance out into the office at Sandy, hard at work. You start, "Well, Marina was busy, so I asked Sandy to work on a marketing proposal, giving her the whole day. She bet she could get it done in a couple of hours, which I've only ever seen Marina do in my professional life. So I said that if she made any mistake she would lose and she was confident she wouldn't"